FF Children of the Earth (8/10)

["Willow X" <willowxbvsb@xxxxxxxxxxx>]

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Title: Children of the Earth, Chapter 8 of 10
Author: WillowX
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Rating: NC-17
Classification/Pairing: B/W romance
Disclaimer: Everything belongs to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, and Fox. The 
only thing that I own is my laptop and remote control.
Summary: This story picks up precisely where chapter 6 ended. This 
chapter contains spoilers for all Buffy episodes that have aired.


Chapter 8
A Great Sorceress in Training

The air was hot and the room was dimly lit by candle light. The shadows of 
our bodies danced on the walls as the low whispering of her tears filled the 
air. A few feet away from me she sat in a chair with her hands tied behind 
her back and her head bowed forward in exhaustion, her long blonde hair 
covering her face. Strands of golden hair swaying back and forth with each 
of her labored breaths. She was muttering under her voice softly.

God I hate her?.

?W-why are y-you doing this to m-me?? She asked as she lifted her head 
slowly, revealing her torn lip and black eye.

?Cause I hate fucking gullible people!? I say through gritted teeth. She 
looks at me in anguish and I raise my hand over my head. In a downward 
scratching motion I rip my fingernails through the empty air. Brand new 
bloody scratches appear on her face. Ain?t magic cool?

?Ahhhhhh?? She bellows.

?Take it easy there Baby Doll. We don?t want to kill the bitch ?well ? not 
yet at least.? Rack called over my shoulder. I turned to look at him 
sprawled out on his sofa. His eyes crackling with magic.

?Don?t steal my thunder Hun?.I?m on a roll here.? I moan back at him.

?Oh?I?d never steal your thunder Baby Doll. I just don?t want big daddy 
mad at us again.? He explained with a lazy grin. Ok?so he had a point. 
Methos is not someone to toy with.

I shrug my shoulders and turn to look at the pathetic excuse for a Witch 
that?s crying before me. ?Hey?girlie girl?why so many tears? I thought 
dikes were tough!?

?W-why did you trick me? Y-you could have just t-taken me?w-why did you 
s-show me those false visions?? She asked softly between tears. I walk up 
to her and take her chin into my right hand. Bringing her face up, I lift 
her eyes to my level and lean in closely to whisper into her mouth.

?Because the look of pain and anguish on your face was priceless! The 
hurt?.was un-fucking-believable. I loved it!? I finished with an evil 
grin. ?Besides,? I drop her face again with disgust, turn, and walk away 
from her ?it wasn?t a false vision, more of an alternate reality. You see 
little dumpling, reality is a tricky thing. Our form of reality is built 
on the decisions and actions that are taken on a daily basis. It?s the 
little details that set the course of our existence. Somewhere along the 
line someone did something to royally fuck everything up. What I showed 
you?.that was just what reality would have been had you remained in Willow?s 
life.? I watched in ecstasy as her expression stiffened.

?Yes?that?s right?isn?t it nice to know you inspire evil? Isn?t nice to 
know you bring out the worse in people?? The look on her face was 
fantastic. Such fear. Such sadness. Such hurt.

?That?s n-not true. W-willow would never do that.? She cries.

?Oh?but it is. In case you haven?t noticed Sunshine, Willow is one bad ass 
Witch. She?s got mad power but refuses to use it. You?ve been holding her 
back. It?s because of you that I sat in cage for 3 years. But everything 
is going to change now. When she finds out you?re here and comes to get 
you, we will be ready.? I pause for a moment and smile. I love that 
everything is going as planned. Soon Willow will be evil and with her help 
the Hellmouth will be opened.

?Your death is just a sacrifice for the cause. You should consider yourself 
a martyr. Be proud?the World will end and you?re the catalyst.?

?W-Willow won?t let that happen.? She said softly. Hmph?who is she 
kidding? I walk towards her slowly and crouch in front of her.

?Willow is powerful?but not nearly powerful enough to defeat the three of 
us.? Her eyes widened in curiosity. ?You didn?t think I?d do this on my own 
did ya? I got mad power backing me up too. Why is it everybody always 
underestimates me?? I ask sarcastically, pleased at the outcome of our 
conversation. I?m gonna work on her so hard she?s gonna wanna kill herself.

She looked up into my eyes again and held my gaze. Her eyes still. ?Amy?? 
She asked softly.

?What?? I growl.

?You?re not the only one who?s underestimated.? She said in a cold tone. 
Just then her body was engulfed in a swirl of mystical energy and she 
disappeared.

?WHERE THE FUCK DID SHE GO?? I screamed appalled. Rack is chuckling 
hysterically behind me.

?Ohhh you?re in wicked trouble now. You just lost our wild card.? He said 
between chuckles.

?Did she disappear? That bitch can teleport?? I ask astounded and 
infuriated.

?Yep?and she didn?t even stutter before she left!? Rack said still 
giggling. I felt the anger consume me. His laid back attitude towards 
everything was beginning to get old. I felt my expression change as the 
power took over. With one swift move I blew his body across the room. He 
crashed against the walls shaking their very foundation. Seconds later he 
stood with his own eyes black with magic ready to attack.

?Don?t forget what your place is Rack.? I warned. He stood before me with 
threatening eyes taking deep vicious breaths. We stared at each other 
fiercely. After a few minutes he backed down and returned with an angry 
growl to the sofa. I turned again to look at the empty chair. The only 
sign of her presence were the ropes that had bound her hands.

?Run Sunshine. Run?.cause when I find you ?you?ll learn what pain really 
is.? I called out into the empty air.

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My body re-appeared in a cloud of crackling magic. I felt the sensation of 
weightlessness as I plummeted through the air and landed on my back hard on 
the pavement. The fall was perhaps 10 or 15 feet and I landed with a 
crushing bang. My nose was bloody and my head spinning with agony. My 
throat instantly filled with blood and it was impossible for me to breathe. 
I rolled over on my stomach throwing up blood. My blood. My lungs 
screaming for air? I thought I was going to choke?drown in a pool of my own 
blood? die alone as a person that inspires evil should.

Yeah I definitely need to work the kinks out of this whole teleporting 
thing.

I opened my eyes examining my surroundings carefully. It was dark and cold. 
In the distance I could see the faint glow of the Sunnydale City lights. 
I had teleported clear out of Sunnydale in the middle of the desert. I have 
to get back. I have to warn Willow. I have to warn Buffy. Amy is evil. 
Rack is helping her. They?re going to open the Hellmouth.

I felt my eyes glaze over as the exhaustion took over and my body 
reluctantly gave in. The pain was to great and the fatigue to powerful. 
Maybe if I just close my eyes for a minute I can gather the strength to get 
up. Oh Goddess?please give me the strength to get up. Please?

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My heart is aching. I can?t bear to watch any longer. The pain in my chest 
is overwhelming. I can?t breath. I can?t think. I can?t watch.

?Anya!? Xander said interrupting my thoughts.

?What?? I yelped nearly falling off the chair from fright.

?Look sweetheart. If you don?t want to watch the movie we can take it off. 
Dawn and I have seen ?Aliens? a thousand times already.? He explained with 
his big concerned puppy dog eyes. I loved his eyes. Oh and his muscular 
body. I loved that too. I loved when he wore his cute construction person 
hat and walked around ordering workers around. It was moments like that I 
pictured him naked with?.

?Anya!? He interrupted again. ?You?re getting that look that scares me.? He 
finished.

?It?s this movie it?s disgusting!!!! I was a vengeance demon for over 
eleven hundred years and never ONCE did I do something as revolting as this! 
Creepy, slimy, yucki, parasite infesting, chest busting, bunny wannabes!? 
Ughhh?just uggghhhh.

?For the last time?.IT?S A MOVIE!!!? Xander said. Dawn fell on the floor 
laughing waiving her arms and legs around in a swimming like motion. Ohhh 
she?s gonna get it now.

?Are you laughing at me again Missy?? I ask in a threatening yet humorous 
tone. I am trying to be playful.

?Bunny Wannabes!!!? Dawn screamed between giggle attacks. I walk over to 
where she is, stomping and swinging my arms like a monster.

?Arrrghh Arrrgghhh !!! Now you shall be tickled to death by the Tickle 
Demon.? I screamed playfully.

?Oh No!! Not the Tickle Demon!!!? Xander squealed playing along. The mere 
thought made Dawn run for the bedroom. Ha! I got her! I knew I could 
still scare children. Nice to know I still got what it takes.

She returned, however, armed with two pillows. Yikes!

?PILLOW FIGHT!!!!!? She screamed at the top of her lungs. Oh boy?I hated 
those. I always managed to get my butt pillowed to death.

The first swing hit Xander in the back of the head just as he was eating a 
handful of popcorn. His face turned into a popcorn spray! Projectile 
popocorning! A piece stuck on my forehead. THAT?S IT! I have spit on my 
face! She?s going down!

I sprinted in her direction to which she responded with a high pitched 
screech. Sort of like the sound of eels mating. Xander got up to grab his 
own artillery?. Sofa cushions! An all out war was sprung as the sounds of 
soft pillows slicing through the air, Dawn?s giggles, and Xander?s huffing 
and puffing were the only things heard?.until the loud knock at the door 
that is.

We froze?.the neighbors?they probably heard us struggling. I walked over to 
the door quickly trying to catch my breath. When I opened the door there 
stood Spike. Awesome?more pillows to go around.

?Spike! Hey?you?re just in time?.we?re having a pillow fight. Please come 
in, you can help us get Dawnie.? I said cheerfully. His eyes had a strange 
gleam in them.

?With pleasure luv.? He growled as he walked in past the doors. The next 
thing I felt was his strong hand grip the back of my neck. He picked me 
right off the floor and threw me across the room. I felt my body hit the 
wall and fall hard on the floor. I looked up as Xander and Dawn?s 
expressions changed from happy carefree fun to horrified betrayal.

Xander quickly took the offensive, running towards Spike to through a punch. 
With one dismissive swing Xander?s body was sent catapulting into the air. 
I watched in horror and unable to move as his head banged against the edge 
of the nearby table. Xander was out cold.

Dawn stood in the corner shaking from fear. She was covering her face with 
the same pillow she so predominantly swung as a mighty weapon a few seconds 
ago. Spike walked right up to her and ripped the pillow from her hands 
throwing it aside.

?Guess what little bint? I?m here to bore you to death with my meaningless 
threats.? He said to her sarcastically. Just then he reached out and 
grabbed a hand full of her hair, yanked upward really hard, and lifted Dawns 
body off the ground completely. Once she was dangling at eye level he 
growled into her face ?I wonder if you taste like she does. Are you a 
screamer too Nibblette?? He asked. Dawn was crying hysterically, her face 
contorted in pain. Just as easily as he had lifted her, he let his arm drop 
and Dawn?s body crash against the floor. He dragged her behind him as he 
walked through the apartment. Dawn?s body convulsing in tears and pain. He 
paused a few steps away from me.

?Tell the Slayer if she wants to get the little bint back to meet me 
tomorrow at midnight at our love nest.? He chuckled evilly right before he 
walked out, banging Dawn?s body against the doorways as he made his exit.

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My life is like a soup opera. Just when you think the story is nearing its 
end?.it begins again?.and always with a new twist. Hope just told us that 
we are descendants of a race of super humans?.I?m unclear as to the details. 
Not sure if I?m a descendant or a reincarnation. Either way?this is why 
Buffy and I are becoming stronger.

The great danger that Hope came to warn us about is a man by the name of 
Methos. The minute I heard that name I recognized it instantly. I spent 
endless nights reading of him?infinite hours on the web researching his 
name?countless days wishing I could travel through time to find him to ask 
for his help.

?I know that name.? I reply to Hope a little bemused.

?Yes. You do.? She conceded.

?Did I miss something here?? Buffy asked.

?Methos is the name of the last Sorcerer to have performed the resurrection 
spell. But I don?t understand?that was centuries ago.? I explained to 
Buffy.

?That is correct my child. Methos performed that spell centuries ago ?? 
She looked at me with a steady gaze as if expecting me to figure it out any 
minute. ?He used it to resurrect me! I am of the Children of the Moon?and 
Methos is my other half.? She finished with distinct sadness in her eyes.

Buffy and I were dumbfounded. My mouth was gapping open as a myriad of 
questions flooded my brain. So this is the source of Hopes powers. Methos 
is her other half. But why are we in danger? Why would Methos want to hurt 
us? Why was Hope afraid of him?

?Six thousand years ago I died.? She began to explain slowly, ?Methos 
resurrected me using the soul joining spell. Back then there was no one to 
explain to us what had happened. To explain to us what we had become. We 
spent years piecing together the history of our making from our visions. 
Who we were?what our purpose was?why our powers grew every day. The answers 
to all these questions took decades to reveal themselves. Slowly we learned 
of our unique bond and the advantages that were afforded to us because of 
it. Separate we were powerful?together we were unstoppable. For decades we 
aided in the battle against evil. Setting right what was once wrong. 
Making the world a better place.?

?What happened to him?? Buffy asked afraid. I knew what she was thinking. 
I knew what she was fearing. I was fearing it myself.

?Oh little one.? Hope said near tears, ?Like I said?with great power comes 
great corruption and chaos. Methos grew accustomed to the control. He 
yearned for it?.desired it more than anything else. The more power he 
possessed the more he wanted. With the years he grew fearless?.we were the 
strongest beings on Earth. Our powers were unmatched. That?s when we 
discovered the truth?. The truth about the Slayers and their true origin as 
Children of the Earth. Methos grew fearful. He knew that the joining of a 
Child of the Earth would dethrone him. He had foreseen his fall from power 
at the hands of the Children of the Earth. Intent on preventing this from 
happening he formed an organization to oversee and monitor the activities of 
the current Slayer.?

?The Council!? Buffy growled.

?That is correct. With the pretence of assisting the Slayer?s in their 
battles against evil he convinced himself that what he was doing was not 
wrong. I allowed it because I couldn?t bear to live without him and we were 
still fighting evil.? She said sadly.

?But three centuries ago in England, the Slayer at the time fell in love 
with a peasant girl. The girl was powerful and I saw their connection right 
away. Methos noticed it too and had them both assassinated. I confronted 
him and we battled. It was a long struggle that lasted weeks. But alas?we 
were each others match. Unable to overpower him or his Council I 
disappeared?cloaked myself from him?shielded my thoughts permanently. 
Vanished.? Hope paused for a moment and closed her eyes. A light blue tint 
covered her body and her appearance began to change. Almost instantly her 
form shifted and altered. Pudgy wrinkly fingers morphed into youthful 
sensual hands. Her heavy exterior shrunk forming a new lean beautiful body. 
Her gray streaked hair turned crimson red and grew in volume. When the 
transformation was complete she looked absolutely amazing. Her skin was 
milky white and her eyes were a beautiful shade of green. She turned to 
Buffy slowly and said, ?Not such an old hag anymore, huh little one??

Her appearance had changed, her voice had changed, but her eyes were the 
same, filled with knowledge and fright. She reminded me of that 
actress?Julianne Moore. I was unable to stop the words before they trickled 
out of my mouth ?You?re beautiful.? I said softly. Buffy?s eyes widened in 
hurt as the words reached her ears. I couldn?t understand why. Surely she 
wasn?t jealous of Hope.

?The haggard appearance was part of my disguise. More for me than for him. 
I couldn?t stand to look at myself. I had been so weak.? She said 
disgusted with herself. She paused holding back tears. Buffy and I were 
still speechless, waiting patiently for Hope to continue her story.

?For centuries I hid quietly in the shadows, praying to the Gods for the day 
someone powerful enough to stop him came along, praying for my torment to 
finally end? until the day my prayers were answered. The power emanating 
from you was unbelievable my child. I had been sensing you for years. 
Fearing that he would sense you too I shielded your aura from him. About a 
year ago, right before you died little one, Willow?s powers had grown so 
strong that I could sense her every feeling. Her pain when you died was 
overwhelming and all consuming. I knew then she was the one and my shield 
would no longer be able to hide her. Mind you?this display of power was 
still before your souls had even joined.? She finished pointedly.

?You hear that baby? You are one mega Witch!? Buffy said looking at me 
amused.

?She is not a Witch!? Hope interrupted harshly. Buffy turned to her 
suddenly.

?It is important that you both understand. I?ve heard this term used to 
refer to all people who posses mystical powers?it is not so. A Witch, by 
definition, is a person whose power derives from evil sources. Black magic! 
You?re powers, my child, were bestowed upon you by the Gods themselves. 
It is not the power that is bad? it?s what you decide to do with it that is 
the determining factor. Methos was good?but he used his power for evil. 
You are good my child and you must decide what your powers stand for. Who 
you are. But if you deny yourself?.you will be doomed.?

Just then the kitchen door burst open suddenly. We looked at each other 
startled and a split second later Faith runs into the dinning room. She 
looked afraid and short of breath, as if she?d been running forever.

?B the shit just hit the fan.? Faith said in between gasps.

?What happened Faith?? Buffy responded getting up from the table suddenly.

?I just witnessed an undead pep rally. The leader of the group, a thin 
blonde vampire with a British accent, was hell bent on swimming in your 
blood.?

?Spike!? I growl. But Buffy shook her head at me.

?Spike can?t hurt anything remember?? She said doubtfully.

?I don?t know the dudes name but I dipped out of there when he started 
talking about getting nibblettes.? Faith said afraid. The word hung in the 
air like a threat. I sensed Buffy?s body tense. She turned slowly and 
looked at Faith.

?Nibblette? What about a Nibblette? What were his words exactly?? She 
asked carefully.

?He said something about settling for a nibblette until he could have you.? 
Faith explained confused.

?Dawn!? Buffy groaned underneath her breath. She ran to the kitchen to get 
the phone. Faith looked puzzled to say the least.

?What?s up? What?s wrong?? She asked me confused.

?That?s what Spike calls Dawn.? I explain.

?Dawn??? Who the hell?s Dawn?? She asked again. The question surprised 
me. How could Faith not know who Dawn is?

?Dawn, Faith?.. Buffy?s sister.? I responded annoyed.

?Sister? What? What I?d I do miss a season or something? Since when does 
B have a sister? And while we?re at it, who the hell are you?? She asked 
even more confused looking at Hope. I couldn?t believe what I was hearing. 
Is it possible that Faith not know who Dawn is? What?s going on here?

?Master Yoda, remember?? Hope responded with a slow smile.

?Yeah?. right?.I forgot how fucked up this place was.? Faith said as she 
sat down shaking her head.

Buffy walked back into the dinning room with a look of anguish on her face. 
?Willow our phone is off the hook. I?m going upstairs.? She turned and 
took off.

Faith, Hope and I sat quietly at the dinning room table waiting for Buffy. 
My brain was overwhelmed with questions. So many things happened all at 
once. Why was Faith here? Why didn?t she know who Dawn was? I mean, 
theoretically, the monks should have rebuilt Dawn into everyone?s memory, 
right?

?What are you looking at?? Faith asked Hope in a threatening tone. 
Apparently, Hope had been staring at Faith for a while. Hope chuckled a 
little at the tone of the question.

?You. I?m looking at you. You are conflicted. The evil in you is great 
and you are at a constant struggle against it.? Hope said to Faith. 
Immediately Faith?s eyes softened. For once in her life someone recognized 
her battle. Her true battle. The one that tore her apart inside day after 
day. Sensing the loss of animosity, Hope leaned forward and whispered, 
?Continue fighting hard and you will receive your compensation.? She 
assured her.

Buffy re-appeared with a tormented face. She was wearing her favorite pair 
of jeans and one of my t-shirts. A burgundy colored one with the number 
eleven on it. It was my new favorite shirt. I wore it all the time. 
?There?s no answer at Xander?s place. This could be bad. Faith, you come 
with me. Willow, I need you and Hope to set up a de-invite on the house. 
If it?s really Spike we don?t want him popping over unexpected.? She said 
in full Slayer mode. Noticing that I was looking at her outfit she walked 
up to me, leaned down, kissed my cheek lightly, and whispered ?Just wanted 
to take a piece of you with me. Is that ok??

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I watched her eyes as she heard the question come out of my mouth. It 
touched her. The mere thought touched her. But I needed it. I needed to 
smell her on me?to help me get through this. I needed to feel her with me 
at all times. She nodded slowly and I heard Faith tapping her foot 
impatiently behind me.

?I love you Will.? I whispered to her before I turned. ?Let?s go.?

I took the lead down the hall. Tonight is turning out to be the longest 
night ever but I was awake. Wait?I wasn?t awake?.I was afraid. It was fear 
that kept my eyes open and my blood pumping. When I opened the door to walk 
out, there stood Xander and Anya. Anya was holding Xander up. His face 
was bloody and he had a sling tied around his arm.

?We?ve been trying to call you for the last 30 minutes.? Xander said 
weakly.

?What happened? Where?s Dawn?? I say shuddering in shock.

?Spike?. He took her.? Anya responded slowly. I felt the world spin out of 
control. My greatest fear had just been realized.

I stepped out quickly and helped them back in. Xander was all bloody and he 
was moaning softly in pain. Anya walked with a limp and her eyes were 
swollen from tears. We made our way into the living room. Willow, Hope, 
and Faith walked in afterwards. The minute Faith walked in?.chaos ensued 
again.

?Buffy watch out it?s Faith!? Xander screamed as he pushed me aside to 
protect me. Why he thought he needed to protect me I?ll never understand. 
I just loved him for it.

?It?s ok Xand. She?s here to help.? I explain.

?Faith?.what Faith? Faith ?I slept with her once? Faith? Faith ?She was my 
first time? Faith? That Faith?? Anya blurted out nervously.

?Umm?yes Anya. That Faith.? Xander conceded slowly.

?As amusing as this exchange can become, there are more important things at 
hand. What happened with Dawn and Spike?? Willow interrupted before Anya 
went off on one of her jealous tangents.

?He pulled her out of our apartment by her hair, as if she was some sort of 
rag doll. Banging her body against furniture and walls along the way. 
Before he left he said that if you wanted to see her again you had to meet 
him tomorrow at midnight at your love nest.? Anya explained using a little 
too much detail. She had a way of doing that sometimes. Foregoing 
everyone?s feelings and going straight for the detail over-kill.

?Love nest?? Faith questioned. She wasn?t the sharpest knife in the 
kitchen but she never missed any comment with sexual innuendo in it.

I turned to Willow concerned. Her eyes were full of fright as well. This 
was the last thing we needed now. Things were bad enough as it is.

?The abandoned building?the one with the falling walls.? I explained to 
Willow answering her mental question. It was the only detail I had given 
her of that night. I knew what she was thinking and I saw how her eyes hid 
the pain at the sound of the words ?love nest? hanging in the air.

?Love Nest? Why would he call an abandoned building your love nest?? 
Xander asked, the realization of the question still hadn?t hit him. I 
paused and looked at him steady. The look was enough. He saw the answer in 
my eyes and I saw the response in his.

Pain.

Lots of it.

?WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?? He screamed at the top of his lungs. 
?Am I the only one here with an ounce of common sense? The vampires are the 
bad guys. This is what happens when you forget who the bad guys are!!? He 
screamed. All his frustrations leaked out unexpectedly and his words cut 
through me like a hot knife. This WAS all my fault. Me. I had forgotten 
who the bad guys were.

?Xander. It?s time you back off.? Willow warned.

?Did you know about this Will? Did you?? He asked Willow hurt. She nodded 
affirmatively.

?Of course you did. I?m the one that is always left in out of the loop. 
Xander doesn?t need to know. Xander is not important. Xander can?t help. 
I?M SICK OF IT!? He screamed at Willow at the top of his lungs. He turned 
to me again, ?You and me?we talked for hours on your birthday. I told you 
about everything. I thought we were friends again. But you kept this from 
me. Like you keep everything. That?s what I am to this group?nothing.? He 
said between pants. The blood from the cut on his forehead was bleeding 
again. It ran a trail over his eye down the side of his face. Each drop a 
reminder of the attack from earlier that night.

?B?. you bagged yourself another vamp??? Alright!!! High five!? Faith 
interrupted. With that Xander turned and decked her with his good arm. 
Faith didn?t move right away. But when she did Xander must have wished that 
Spike had killed him. With one swift move she kicked him in the crotch. I 
saw as Xander doubled over in pain. Moaning and groaning at the same time. 
Just then a flash of blonde hair darted over him as I saw Anya lunge at 
Faith. Scratching and pulling hair. I don?t know what the hell it is 
about Faith, but chaos and confusion always follow her around.

Willow turned to the scene before her with a stern expression ?Enough. 
Separate.? She said in a deep tone as her eyes crackled with magic. Anya 
and Faith flew back in opposite directions.

?Everyone be quiet. What is wrong with you? Dawn is in danger! And we?re 
here fighting amongst ourselves??? Pull it together people?or you leave 
NOW!? Willow said sternly. Her voice echoing through the house.

?Buffy?Faith?both of you ? go check out Spike?s haunts. Hope? you tend to 
Xander and Anya?s injuries. I?ll put up the protection spell.? She 
instructed firmly. Willow had taken control. She was right?now wasn?t the 
time for petty arguments. I smile a little internally? I liked control 
Willow.

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Have you ever dreamt that you?re falling? Sitting on the ledge of a 
building and suddenly you get shoved off. Your body plummets through the 
sky, slicing a path through the air as you spiral down. Then suddenly you 
wake with a jolt, with your stomach in knots and your chest constricted? all 
caused by the sensation of falling.

That?s how I feel right now. Like I fell.

Buffy and Faith were out yesterday until 5:00 A.M. looking for Dawn. They 
didn?t find her or Spike. Willie told them that Spike had gotten his chip 
removed. Warren was the one who helped him do it. Willie says Spike broke 
Warren?s neck but not before he snacked on him. Then he rounded up a team 
of vampires to work for him. They?re sole purpose?.to kill the Slayer.

Buffy didn?t sleep at all last night. Even when she finally laid next to me 
she was tossing and turning. Her mind was clouded and her heart broken. I 
tried talking to her and she ignored me. I tried cuddling with her and she 
turned away. She?s been up for over 24 hours straight and tonight will be a 
tough fight. Exhaustion is a scary thing. She can?t afford to be 
distracted. But nothing I tried soothed her.

The house has turned into Scooby Central. Xander, Anya, Hope and Faith all 
slept over last night. Hope healed Xander and Anya?s injuries. And I?m not 
talking about disinfectant and bandaids?nope?she healed them with her 
powers. It was really amazing. Bruises disappeared and cuts sealed 
miraculously. This morning she was up by 7:30 A.M. calling me with her 
mind. She says it?s time I learn what being a Sorceress is?

?Close your eyes my child.? She said standing in the center of the yard. 
The sun was rising behind her and the morning was crisp.

?Ok?they are closed.? I said to her as the soft breeze of the morning air 
was blowing across my face.

?Open your mind to the world. Listen with your heart. What do you feel?? 
She asked.

?I can only feel you Hope?and ? and ? you?re frustrated.? I said with a 
pout, eyes still closed.

?Try again my child. Reach out with your heart. What do you feel?? Her 
voice strong and mellow at the same time.

?Ugghhh?now you?re disappointed.? I conceded playfully, eyes still closed. 
She did not answer but seconds later I felt a burst of energy hit me in the 
chest. I was knocked clear off my feet.

?What was that for?? I yelled.

?You?re not paying attention. Your life and the lives of the people you 
love will depend on the lessons you learn today. LISTEN.? She scolded.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

There is nothing to eat in this house. Nothing at all. Jeez?you?d think 
there?d be something. For God?s sake, a Slayer lives here. Slayer?s can 
eat all they want.

?Looks like peanut butter and jelly sandwiches all around.? I told Xander. 
He was sitting at the kitchen counter. The animosity from last night had 
died down but he was still being cautious. In walked Ms. Tact.

?Seven hundred and thirty times.? Was the first thing she said to me when 
she walked in. What?

?Huh??

?Seven hundred and thirty times. We?ve had sex seven hundred and thirty 
times. You had sex with him only once. Me?seven hundred and thirty ? you? 
one!? She finished proud at her calculations. Yeah?this bitch was nuts.

?Anya!? Xander interrupted, ?Seven hundred and thirty times for real?? He 
finished intrigued. They were both idiots. Just then Buffy walked into the 
kitchen looking like death.

?How long have they been out there?? She asked Xander referring to Hope and 
Willow.

?A little over three hours.? Xander responded kind of dry. Buffy looked at 
him steady. I might have been gone for two years but I remember the way 
this group works. They need each other more than anything else. 
Regardless how helpless Xander felt?Buffy needed him just as much as he 
needed her. Even I could see that.

?Xander?? Buffy started to say.

?I know.? Was his response. She smiled and gave him a small hug.

?Hands?hands?I need to see hands?? Anya said interrupting the Kodak moment.

?Did the monks make you too?? I ask her annoyed. Buffy had explained the 
sibling situation to me yesterday. The moment the words came out of my 
mouth I regretted them. Buffy?s eyes changed. Pain engulfed her again. Me 
and my fucking big mouth.

?B?I?m sorry?? I tried to say but she cut me off harshly.

?It?s ok. I?m going upstairs for a while.? She responded. With that she 
was gone and I was left with dumb and dumber again.

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?The wind, the rain, the earth, the fire?these are your allies my child. 
Learn to call upon them for help and they will aid you.? Hope instructed.

A small ball of fire formed in her hand. I watched as it hovered over her 
open palm, emanating heat and light. I extended my left hand out in the 
same fashion and opened it, palm face up.

?Fire!? I exclaimed and a hot fire ball appeared.

I extended my right hand out in the same fashion and exclaimed, ?Wind!?, and 
a small tornado formed on my palm. I was pleased with myself. In the last 
few hours alone I had grown stronger. Suddenly out of nowhere, my body was 
hit by a sudden burst of energy knocking me off my feet again. The wind and 
fire disappeared.

?What was that for?? I screamed.

?You allowed yourself to be distracted again my child. Distractions will 
get you killed. You must never loose touch of the world around you. Methos 
intends to kill you before you grow stronger. He can sense you already my 
child. I can no longer shield us.? She explained.

?You must learn to sense the danger coming. Anticipate the attack. Try 
again.? She instructed.

I got up off the ground dusting myself off. Extending my arms out in front 
of me, palms up, fireball in one hand and wind tunnel in the other.

?Good. Good. Now?close your eyes.? She instructed. ?Reach out with your 
senses. Anticipate your attacker.?

I closed my eyes and felt the warmth of the sun on my skin. The air was hot 
and the sound of birds chirping and passing cars resonated in my ears. 
That?s when I felt it. The attack was coming from behind. I turned 
suddenly and threw the wind tunnel that hovered in my palm at her. I 
watched in fear as the tiny wind tunnel turned into a vortex of energy. It 
hit Hope in the middle of the chest and her body flew in the air across the 
yard. She landed on the fallen fence that Faith knocked down last night.

?I said anticipate not ambush.? She said without getting up.

?I sorry.? I apologized in my baby voice.

?Don?t give me the innocent ?I sorry?. You?ve been wanting to knock me on 
my ass since I did it to you this morning.? She said as she got up slowly 
picking leaves and branches out of her hair.

?Now?.close your eyes again and tell me what you feel.? She instructed. I 
closed my eyes and inhaled deeply. Suddenly a multitude of emotions 
overcame me. Love? hate? fear ? happiness ? sadness? The longer I stood 
there the more feeling came flooding. One after the other a reminder of the 
beauty of the human race.

?Good my child, now narrow your search?what is your lover feeling right 
now?? She asked.

I centered my thoughts around Buffy and instantly doubled over in pain. 
?Ahhhh pain?I feel pain?ahhhhh? I groaned as I fell to the floor holding my 
head. The pain was overwhelming.

?Yes. She is in pain. Never loose sight of her feelings again. She is 
you. You are her. Together you are whole. You must know yourself as 
effortlessly as your blood knows the paths from your heart to your 
brain?knows that you?re whole. Don?t make the same mistakes I made my 
child.? I looked at her near tears. The pain in my heart devastating.
I got up again and staggered to the house.

When I walked in the kitchen Faith, Xander and Anya were all around the 
counter carving stakes. They looked at me puzzled.

?Where is she?? I asked.

?Upstairs. Faith offended her.? Anya provided.

?Shut up.? Faith responded.

I continued walking through the house as the sounds of their bickering 
drowned out in the background. I went up the stairs, down the hall to our 
room. She was no where to be seen. But I could hear the sound of the 
shower running. I went around our bed and towards the bathroom door.

When I opened the door to the bathroom a huge puff of steam let out. My 
skin instantly moistened from the hot vapor and the only thing I could hear 
was the roaring sound of the shower running.

?Buffy? Baby? Are you ok?? No answer. She?s really starting to freak me 
out. What if she fell and broke her head and died or something?AGAIN? Oh 
no this is bad?this is really bad?this can?t happen now.

?Buffy baby?are you in there? Are you ok?? Still no answer? but this time 
I thought I heard the sound of whimpering.

?Buffy baby? answer me? you?re freaking me out here!? I pleaded but she 
didn?t reply. That was it. I gave her three chances. I?m coming in.

I pulled the curtain expecting to find her sprawled out lying in a pool of 
her own blood. Instead she was balled up in the corner with her knees 
neatly tucked under her chin and her arms hugging her legs. She was sitting 
under the pouring hot water crying her eyes out. The moment I pulled the 
curtains her whimpering quickly turned into thunderous howlers of anguish. 
Her face was flushed and she was panting fiercely through labored breaths. 
The pain was so great I felt someone had torn my own heart out. I had never 
seen Buffy cry like this before. Sure I?d seen her eyes water here and 
there ? but not like this. Never like this.

?Oh Baby! What?s wrong? What happened?? I stammer out kneeling by the tub 
to touch her.

She shook her head from side to side avoiding my questioning eyes. What?s 
wrong with her? What happened? Why is she crying like this?

?Oh Buffy please talk to me baby. You?re really starting to scare me. 
What?s wrong? Please tell me.? I pleaded with her. I reached in and took 
her face into my hands. I wanted her to look at me. I needed for her to 
look at me. I needed to get through to her. To see what was wrong.

Her eyes were nearly swollen shut and I couldn?t bare to see her in such 
pain. I tried convincing her one last time. ?Baby please?please?let me 
help you.? I begged with my own eyes near tears. She looked at me with a 
pained expression and held my gaze for a moment before she broke down.

?Oh Willow?I miss my mom soooo much. Every day I miss her. Every single 
day Willow. I want her back Willow. I need her back. I need her.? She 
shrieked out in pain. I was speechless. I couldn?t believe she felt she 
had to hide from everyone to cry. Why would she hide her pain from me? Why 
does she always have to be the strong one?even when she?s in pain? Why 
did she always wait until she broke?

?I can?t do it Willow. I can?t. The only thing she asked me to do before 
she died was take care of Dawn. And now I?ve failed her. I failed her 
Willow. It was the only thing she asked of me and I failed her.? She 
whaled. The moment the words came out of her mouth I felt my body weaken. 
I knew this moment would come someday I just didn?t expect it to be now. 
She never truly had the chance to mourn her mother?s death but it seems that 
the sense of helplessness she felt from Dawn?s kidnapping has dredged up old 
feelings?old regrets? old pain.

I climbed into the tub fully clothed and sat next to her. Pulling her body 
close to me I cradled her in my arms as I tried soothing her with my words.

?Sssshhhhh Ssssshhhh Buffy. You haven?t failed anybody. You haven?t 
failed.? I whispered to her.

?I did Willow. I did. This was all my doing. I let him into this house. I 
let Dawn believe he was a friend when he wasn?t. I put her life in danger 
Willow when I knew he was a killer. I failed Mom and I failed Dawn. I 
don?t have the strength anymore Willow. I can?t do this.? She finished 
through her flood of tears. She was exhausted.

?Now you listen to me Buffy?? I rose my voice so she would hear me ?Dawn is 
not dead. She?s alive. I know she is because I can feel her. She?s alive 
and scared and she?s waiting for you to come. You WILL save her. You CAN 
do this.? I said sternly.

?You can feel her?? She asked softly.

?Yes. I can feel her. She?s very scared Buffy. But she is also very 
confidant that you?ll save her. She believes in you Buffy. She trusts you. 
Now it?s time for you to believe and trust in yourself.? She buried her 
face in my chest crying. I held her tightly to me waiting for her pain to 
subside. Slowly her cries of pain turned to small whimpers again. This was 
my lover? my hero?my Slayer?but she was also human, equipped with the myriad 
of human emotions. My heart ached to see her like this. It burned at the 
sound of her tears but part of me felt privileged that she?d found comfort 
in my arms and that my words of encouragement had soothed her. She looked 
up at me with tearful.

?You?re all wet.? She said softly motioning towards my clothes. I was so 
caught up in the moment that I completely forgot that I was fully clothed. 
Instantly the weight of the wet garments began to weigh heavy on me.

?Oh jeez?yeah I forgot.? I whispered back while running my hands through 
her hair. Her breathing had practically returned to normal but her grip was 
still tight around me. That?s when the idea hit me.

?Buffy?can I bathe you?? I asked softly. She looked at me intensely 
through exhausted eyes. They were filled with all sorts of emotions all at 
once. Love?pain?passion?sadness?desire. After of few seconds she nodded 
affirmatively.

I pried myself away from her arms and stood. Removing my heavy clothing I 
watched in awe as her eyes danced over my skin. She loved to look at me 
naked and I loved to look at her too.

When I had removed the last piece of clothing and dumped them all in the 
sink, I eased back in the shower with her. Coaxing her to sit back against 
the tub and relax, I took the soup and rubbed my hands against it until I 
had worked up a nice thick lather. Taking her left foot in my hand I softly 
lathered it?running my knuckles up and down the base of her foot, zigzagging 
my fingers between her toes leisurely. I continued this action with her 
right foot, massaging slowly careful not to move to quickly so the 
experience was that more pleasurable.

I watched as she closed her eyes and laid her head back. She was enjoying 
it and that was my green light to continue. I worked my way up her legs 
slowly with long luscious strokes. I felt as her legs weakened at my touch, 
as they widened to allow for better access. I tugged at her knee softly to 
get her attention.

?Buffy baby, we have to change positions if you want me to finish the rest.? 
I whispered softly. She opened her eyes suddenly with a questioning gaze 
and I motioned for her to scoot closer to me. Once she had moved a few feet 
closer, I stood and stepped over her settling down where she had been lazily 
sitting before. I opened my legs wide, wrapped my hands around her waist, 
and pulled her back to lay on my chest. My sex was firmly pressed against 
her back and her head was laying on my left breast. I started running my 
soapy hands over her breasts and felt how they instantly hardened at my 
touch. I massaged her breasts with my slippery hands for a while as I 
sucked softly on her ear lobe. A small moan escaped her lips to which I 
replied softly in her ear ?I love you baby.?

I reached out and grabbed the shampoo bottle that was standing on the floor 
by the tub. I worked my soupy fingers into her hair creating a lather. 
Softly and effortlessly I massaged her scalp with my finger tips. I leaned 
us forward a bit until her head collided with the flow of the shower head. 
Slowly I continued massaging her head as the soup suds washed away. There 
was only one place left to wash before I was done.

Sitting back on the tub I waited anxiously until she had settled back on top 
of me. Once she had, I snuck my arm out from around her back, under her 
arm, until I reached her belly. There I started working my way down. I 
felt the rise and the fall of her stomach as her breathing increased from 
the sheer anticipation of what was coming next. I raked my fingers over the 
course curls of her sex and felt as she trembled in my arms, opening her 
legs wider at my touch. I scrubbed softly as I felt her sex become more 
slippery with each stroke.

She turned suddenly and whispered into my mouth. ?Oh Willow baby please 
make love to me.? She pleaded. My heart weakened?.as if she had to beg me 
to do it. I kissed her lips passionately, trying with all my might to 
transfer the feelings I was having in that moment to her through our lips. 
Her moans of desire were echoing through my body as I thought of what to do 
next.

I stood and turned off the water. She looked at me quizzically as a smile 
ran through my face. Bending down and scooped her up in my arms. She was a 
lot heavier than I expected but I could handle it. She looked at me in 
surprised awe as she whispered ?Will what are you doing? You?re going to 
hurt yourself.? She finished.

I stood tall in the bathroom holding her in my arms like a baby and assured 
her ?Hey?you?re not the only strong one in this family. I?ve been known to 
do some heavy lifting here and there.? I said with a smile.

She nodded and wrapped her arms around my neck burying her head in my chest. 
I walked slowly through the bathroom door into our room. We were soaking 
wet and I was being extra special careful not to slip. Chanting in my head 
the whole time: I will not fall I will not fall I will not fall I will not 
fall I will not fall.

I?ll never hear the ending of it if I actually drop her.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

If she drops me she?s never hearing the ending of this.

Just then, I looked up into her eyes and all my fears were quashed?there?s 
no way she?s ever letting me go.

She walked slowly from the bathroom into our bedroom. Her arms carried my 
body effortlessly. She was a lot stronger than she looked?but then again I 
already knew that. I was clutching to her tightly?.not because I was 
afraid?.but because I loved the feel of her body pressed against mine. It 
was fulfilling?she was the missing link of my life.

When we reached the bed she gently placed me on the covers. My body was 
soaking wet and so was hers. The water glistened over her skin as she 
climbed on top of me dripping warm droplets from her soaked mane of red hair 
over me. She smiled at me softly and tenderly?the most beautiful and gentle 
smile I?d ever seen?and I couldn?t help but smile back. I hadn?t smiled all 
day but she coaxed it out of me.

Leaning in slowly she ran her lips over mine. It wasn?t really a kiss?it 
was more of a caress. She was caressing me with her lips. Shivers ran down 
my spine as I felt the heat of her breath on my lips. I wanted her more 
than ever. I wanted to loose myself in her. Forget about the world around 
us and the problems that were threatening our very existence. I wanted one 
last stolen moment with her?just her?in her arms.

Deciding to seize the day I claimed her lips with mine passionately. She 
was taken a bit of guard at first but quickly regained her control. I loved 
how she had taken the initiative of all this. She was absolutely adorable. 
Her hands roamed my slippery body freely. Grabbing and squeezing and 
tweaking and rubbing.

Her caresses paused at my breasts for a moment as she reluctantly pulled our 
lips apart. She looked at me with a playful grin and whispered ?I?ll be 
back.? Her mouth moved slowly as she kissed and sucked her way down. First 
my neck then my shoulder until finally her lips made it down to my needy 
nipples. She opened her mouth wide and covered my left breast completely as 
her hand idly played with the right one. Her tongue was working its magic 
on my nipples and I felt my sex melt at every touch. I opened my legs wide 
letting her body comfortably settle between them before I wrapped them 
around her back. Now she was my captive. She pulled away from her task and 
looked at me sexily.

?Come? on Baby loosen the thunder thigh grip?I?m almost there. I promise.? 
She said softly over my wet nipples as she ran her hand over my thigh down 
to my butt and gently caressed it.

I loosened my grip and she began heading down between my breast gently 
kissing and nipping along the way. Both her hands were massaging my breasts 
as she continued to kiss her way lower and lower. Down my belly and over my 
bellybutton where she playfully stuck her tongue in giving me an unexpected 
whirl.

My heart was pounding and I could hardly think anymore. That?s when I felt 
it?her lips touched my folds. I felt my body tremble at her touch. Nobody 
knew how to touch me the way she did?nobody. I opened my legs as wide as 
possible and grabbed her head pulling her closer and closer to my 
sex?tangling my fingers in her wet hair. I could hear the muffled sucking 
sounds of her mouth and lips.

?Oh Willow?oh?? I moaned.

She moved her lips for a moment as I felt her fingers enter me. A surprised 
gasp escaped my lips?I wasn?t expecting that. Slowly and gently she pumped 
her fingers in me. She turned her hand so that her palm rested on my nub. 
Without removing her hand she had climbed back on top of me and was now 
whispering in my ear words of affection and encouragement.

?I love you Buffy. I?m here for you always. We?ll be strong together?I 
promise.? She whispered gently as I felt the swell of tears in my eyes 
again. This was it. My body was quaking uncontrollably. With one giant 
moan I felt my muscles stiffen and my panting stop?and then of course?.came 
the light.

*** ?Where're you meeting Angel?? I heard her voice call from behind the 
bathroom door.

?Here. After trick-or-treating. Mom's gonna be out.? I said as I adjusted my 
hair in the mirror. Tonight will be memorable.

?Does he know about your costume?? She asked again still hiding behind 
doors.

?Nope. Call it a blast from his past. I'll show him I can coif with the best 
of 'em.? I finish turning to face the bathroom door. What can possibly be 
taking her so long?

?Okay, Willow, come out. You can't hide in there all night.? I said.

?O-okay, but, but promise you won't laugh?? She said doubtfully.

?I promise.? I assured her. I?d never laugh at her. The door of the 
bathroom opened slowly as she stepped out from behind it. She was wearing a 
black leather mini skirt with a tight red top that accentuated her cleavage 
and her cute belly button was showing. I felt my stomach flip and my legs 
weaken. She was so HOT.

?Wow!? Quick quick say something cool. ?You're a dish!? DISH? Damnit! 
Where the hell did that come from? Nobody says dish anymore. I don?t even 
know what that means. Just smile and nod?smile and nod?.maybe she won?t 
notice. Oh god. She?s beautiful?.and scared. She shook her head at me 
doubtfully and grabbed the alternate costume, a sheet with the word Boo on 
it, is she nuts? I quickly grabbed the sheet from her and tossed it aside.

?I mean, really.? Honestly, truly, completely?.HOT HOT HOT!

Willow looks so uncomfortable. Her eyes are shifting from side to side and 
she?s nervously squirming to cover herself. I love to see her nervous. 
There is something completely and utterly erotic about it. EROTIC? Did I 
just think that?

?But this just isn't me.? She squeaked and followed with the cutest pout 
ever. Yes. Even her pouts are cute! I don?t know how much longer I?ll be 
able to keep up this charade.

?And that's the point.? I explain as I walk around her to look at our 
reflections in the mirror. ?Look, Halloween is the night that not you *is* 
you, but not *you*. Y'know?? I?m not even making sense anymore. She?s 
making me woozy. Can?t think clearly?. Hey! Doorbell! Thank god for small 
miracles?.who knows where this could of lead.

?Oh! That's Xander. Are you ready?? I asked staring into her eyes in the 
mirror.

?Yeah. O-o-okay.? Yeah?it?s confirmed? nervous Willow is gorgeous.

?Cool! I can't wait for the boys to go non-verbal when they see you!? I 
said giving her one last look?.yes tonight will be memorable indeed.***

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?What could be taking them so long?? I asked concerned. B didn?t look too 
good.

?They are probably having orgasms.? Anya explained as she blinked at me 
blankly. What is wrong with this chick?

?You know?coitus?intercourse?getting busy?? She explained as I looked at her 
in shock. Not that sex shocks me?please! But she does. She?s so 
overly-blunt she puts me to shame. Apparently she misunderstood my look of 
shock for a look of confusion and decided that a visual was in order. 
Taking the pez dispenser that was lying on the counter, she did and ok sign 
with her fingers, and shoved the pez dispenser in and out of the hole. 
Smilling with a stupid grin the entire time. ?Like this?you know?... sex? 
Or? maybe not?they probably don?t do that?? She continued to explain 
confusing herself in the process.

?Anya! Put the pez dispenser away please. What did I say about doing 
that?? He asked annoyed.

?Sorry?I was just explaining. They are always having sex?.one time I came 
by during the middle of the day??

?ANYA!!! Please?.not that story again!? Xander interrupted with a 
disgusted face. ?Yes Faith. Buffy and Willow are always at it. They are 
like bunnies or something.? He offered as an explanation for Anya?s 
explanation.

?XANDER!!!? Anya interrupted, ?the world might end today and you?re bringing 
up those hippity-hoppity fluffers?what kind of sick thing is that?? She 
exclaimed in fear.

Oh God?nothing can explain her?nothing!

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

The time has come. We finally arrived at Sunnydale. The air smelled like 
death. I loved it.

Such evil.

Such chaos.

Such fear.

We stepped out of the airport waiting for a cab. Rupert Giles turned to me 
concerned. I was getting tired of his questioning mind already.

?If you?d like I can call Buffy and have her pick us up.? He explained. 
There is no need to call Buffy. She doesn?t need to know we are here.

?On second thought Methos, there is no need to call Buffy. She doesn?t need 
to know we are here.? Rupert said. I smiled internally?what a weak mind he 
has.

I take a good look at my surroundings and breathe deeply. I can feel 
everything. She?s here. I can feel her fear. She is afraid of me. I 
smile broadly at the mere thought.

?What are you smiling at Methos?? Witherspoon asked.

?Like the American?s say?this party is just getting started.? I said with 
an evil smile.


To be continued in Chapter 9 ?The Evil in Us All?



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