FF: Willow Chronicles: Stalking Death: Chapter Four

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Series: The Willow Chronicles 
Title: Stalking Death 
Chapter: Four/? 
Rating: R 
Pairing: Willow/Buffy, Willow/Alex 
Fandom: Buffy 
Timeline: Two months after Wrecked 
Spoilers: Nope 
Beta Reader: Dark Gremlin & Kris 

Notes: Think Willow meets Nancy Drew. I've decided that what Willow needs right now, is 
something to make her feel more important. Not magic or hacking. But something that makes a 
difference, but at the same time is all her own. 

Summary: A classmate dies mysteriously and the police have targeted a friend for the murder. 
She finds herself trapped between her duty in helping her friends solve the newest hellmouth 
baddie, and saving a friend from an evil a lot closer to home. 

Disclaimer: Not mine. 


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Willow entered the dark bar with a wide, assured 
stride that warned anyone who paid attention 
she was not to be messed with, a fact that was currently not far from the 
truth. She'd just spent the 
last hour begging Tara to let Jaime stay with 
her, then the rest of the time trying to talk 
Jaime into it. 

That wasn't even including the mothering she'd 
found herself on the receiving end of 
when her ex-lover had caught site of the large bruise that 
was now covering the left side of her jaw, 
leaving her entire left side a large mass of blacks, blues, 
purples, and yellows. 

She didn't even want to think about 
what Buffy was going to do when she saw her 
latest addition. 

"Hey kid, this ain't no place for...nerds, so 
why don't you run on home..Ahhhh!!" 

She squeezed the appendage between his legs 
until the veins in his neck and face were 
visible. "I'm 
sorry, were you talking to me?" 

"N-no." 

She released him with a sharp push that sent 
him crashing back into the bar, then continued 
further 
into the biker bar as though she owned it. She 
brushed carelessly by gangs that made her want to run 
and hide, past women that had more tattoos and 
piercing than she thought was possible on one 
person. 

She glared at the two women that moved in front 
of the doorway going into the back room, and 
drove 
her fist into one woman's stomach, spinning under the other 
woman's attack instinctively. 

"Mona! Jan!! That's enough." The enormous rock 
built man waved the two chicks out into the main 
room. "I didn't think I'd ever see the day when 
you would have the nerve to walk in here." 

"People change," she answered honestly. 

"Hmph." His six foot seven frame unfolded in 
front of her, the imposing form overshadowing her 
smaller one easily. "Drill. Escort her out." 

"What? No 'how are you's? Good to see you, 
Will?'" She stepped right up to him, and turned 
her face 
up to stare into his dark black eyes. 

"You're playing a dangerous game, Red." 

"Jefferson Thomas the Fourth." 

Stonewall clenched his jaw at the sight of her 
resolve face. "What about him?" 

"I need anything you have on him." 

She grew even angrier as he burst into a 
roarous laughter, 
his entire body shaking from trying to stay 
standing. 

"Look, I don't know what you're playing at, but 
there are certain topics that we stay away from, 
and that is one of them. Now, I suggest you go home 
to your wittle bed and leave me the hell alone." 

She stepped into his path, "How about a 
friendly little wager?" 

"I doubt you have anything I'd be interested 
in." 

She pulled a thick roll of hundred dollar bills 
from her pocket, "Not even two thousand dollars?" 

He eyed the wad of money with interest. "First 
person to win three games, winner take all." 

"Including the information?" 

"Of course." 

She relaxed slightly, "Let's do it then, 
'cause I have to be back before midnight." 

Stone began laughing again. "Kid, I wonder if 
you have any idea what you're getting into?" 

'Not really, no,' her mind whispered nervously. 

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She glared dangerously at the blonde that was 
now leaning against the counter. She really 
wanted to 
stake the bastard, however he still had his uses. 


"It's funny, but I thought you had Red on a short leash, what with her 
addictions and all." 

"What are you going on about?" Xander snapped. 

"It seems your witch is hanging out with a 
rough crowd now." 

She shot across the room, slamming the vampire 
onto the table. "You have ten seconds before you 
become dust. One..." 

"Fine. Red is currently playing with a 
different type of addiction, one that's more up 
my alley 
actually." 

"...three..." 

"She's at Angel's Fire." 

"Wait, isn't that a biker bar?" Alex asked. 

"Yeah, and your friend is currently gambling 
with the ruling gang." 

"Shit." Alex grabbed her coat. 

"I'm going with you," Buffy said, following her competition out 
..the store. "Why the hell would she 
do something like this?" 

"Info." 

" What?" 

Alex cranked the jeeps engine and floored it. 
"If she's betting against a gang, then she's probably 
after information." 

"I can't believe she went without us. She could 
get herself killed." 

"If she hasn't already..." Alex added. 

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She stood back, keeping her eyes on the table 
in front of her. While her initial worry about 
her skills being equal to Drill's had been seriously off, 
she was still finding herself in a tough battle 
for each game. The first game had been a quick win for 
her, the second game was her's as well, only because of 
an illegal play on his part, the third, however, 
had last almost half an hour as they 
each struggled to win. Now they were on their fourth game, 
and unless she won it, then they'd be playing again. 


The muscular man bounced the solid 6 off the 
corner of the middle hole. "Your turn." 

Willow smiled sweetly at the disgruntled man, 
then leaned over with Magic, her personal cue. 
"Five ball to the right corner pocket." 

She hit the white ball, sending it into the red ball. 
The striped ball bounced 
off the side edge, then rolled 
straight into the right corner pocket. 

"Whoa Will, you've been holding out on us." 

She glanced up to see the slayer and her 
familiar standing on the other side of the pool 
table. "I can explain." 

"Look kid, either play or talk." 

She nodded to Drill, and moved to the other end 
of the table. "Two ball to the middle pocket." 

Once 
more she sent the ball into the called pocket 
without any trouble. 

She only had two more balls left on the table, 
including the eight ball, as she moved to the 
lower corner of the table. "Seven ball to the left 
corner pocket." The ball rolled the inch to the 
pocket and fell in. 

Praying that this time, she'd win, she bent 
over to sink the eight ball. She slid the cue stick back 
and stroked it forward, hitting the white ball 
into one of the solid colored balls. "Damn it." 
She gasped out in pain from being pushed into the table. 

"Sorry kid, looks like it's my turn." Drill 
smirked. 

"Hey..." 

She quickly grabbed Buffy before she could 
punch her opponent. "Don't." 

"He did that on purpose." 

"Buffy, please, just stay out of this." 

She turned back and winced as the large man 
sank one ball after another, until there were 
only two balls left on the table. Alex used the moment to 
trip one of the gang members into Drill, 
effectively making him miss his shot. 

"You fucking ass hole." Drill shouted, crushing 
his beer bottle into the side of the other man's 
head. 

"HEY!!" Rock yelled, stopping the fight before 
it could gain momentum,then motioned to Willow. 
"It's your turn." 

Willow moved into position, and easily sank the 
eight ball with the single stroke. "Game." 

"You cheating bitch..." 

Rock grabbed Drill and threw him at the nearby 
wall. "Leave it alone." 

The six foot wall slapped the two wads of bills 
into her hand. "There, now get out of here." 

"You still owe me the information." She shot 
back. 

Rocks jaw clenched tightly at her demand, then dragged her out 
the back. "All I can tell you is that 
he's got half the gangs in his pocket, and the 
other half on his hit list." 

"And which are you?" Buffy asked. 

"I'm no idiot." Rock glanced around to make 
sure they were alone. "Look, there's a rumor 
circulating that the guy used to be a member of 
the Angels of Death, but if he was, they're not 
talking 
about it." 

"Thanks." 

"Just do me one favor." 

"What?" Willow asked. 

"Get the hell out of here before you get one of 
us killed." 

Willow turned from the shaken man, squeaking as 
the slayer and Alex dragged her out into the alley 
to the heavy jeep. "Whoa, what's the hurry?" 

"Get in there." Buffy growled, pushing the 
redhead into the back of the jeep. 

"Why do I get the idea that you're mad?" 


"Damn it Will, you should know better than to 
go into someplace like that." 

Willow leveled a glare at the blonde. "You 
don't trust me to take care of myself." 

"I worry about you." Buffy corrected. 

"You can take your worry and shove it up 
your..." 

"So how much did you bet?" Alex interrupted. 

"Two G's." 

Buffy gaped. "You've got four thousand 
dollars?" 

Willow frowned slightly as she studied the 
second roll of bills. "Uh, yeah." 

"Whoa. It's a good thing that Anya isn't here." 

Willow sighed and leaned forward, planting a 
slow kiss on the slayer's lips. " I promise that I'll be 
more careful, but you have to stop being so..." 

"Territorial...possessive....obsessive..." Alex 
supplied. 

"...jumpy." Willow finished. 

"What happened to your face?" Buffy asked in a 
panicked tone. 

Willow groaned. It was going to be a long 
night. 




Aeris Jade Orion

Grey Fox, and cause of Discord.

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