The Way Things Should Be
For Disclaimer, Distrubution, Rating, Spoilers, and the challenge that started it all, please visit Part One.
Part Three
Buffy shouted out a warning a second before three vampires jumped them.
She spun and took the first one out easily, beheading him with the knife she carried. The other two charged her.
Angel spun and took one of them down with a round-horse, quickly staking him.
Buffy had the other one engaged in a punch-block, punch-block routine that she was thriving on. She loved to release some pent-up emotions this way. She was beating the pulp out of him when the vampire suddenly exploded. When the ashes cleared, she saw Angel behind where it had been, still holding a stake.
"Spoil my fun..."
"Save some for the other vamps Buffy."
She looked at him slowly, emotions still running high.
"I just needed to release a little "hormonal angst" as Xander once said. I enjoy beating the crap out of these things every once in a while." Buffy said slowly.
Angel took a step closer, "I'm just saying to save your strength. There's plenty more out there that we can kill."
"I know, I know. It's just sometimes..."
"Sometimes what?" He asked.
Buffy changed the subject, "I kinda like having you along with me again. I mean, Willow or Xander patrol with me sometimes, but I always have to worry about them getting killed. With you I know that won't happen. I don't have to worry or watch out for you or..."
Buffy got that feeling of deja-vu again, only this time a picture came into her head along with it. He was facing her, they were both near tears. He was saying something about her worrying about him would get her killed. Or get other people killed. How he couldn't fight when he was like this....
Like what? The rational part of her mind asked.
She rapidly saw him standing in the sunlight, walking towards her. He kissed her, and....
"Buffy? Buffy? Are you okay?"
"What?"
She suddenly came back to the present, confused and disoriented.
"You kinda blanked out on me."
"Sorry, just daydreaming I guess. Weird though, I...." Buffy was very confused.
"It was not a daydream."
Angel spun around, trying to locate the source of the voice.
Finally, he saw it. Someone, hooded and dark, was walking slowly towards them.
"It was not a dream." The voice repeated. "You see what was."
"What was? But that never..."
"You see a day that never was, yet was. You see events that never happened, yet did."
Angel looked at the figure, now clearly a woman. "She remembers the day that...."
"Not completely yet, but she will. Her love is so strong it fights with everything in her to remember. And a Slayer is a great fighter. She will not lose this fight, she only needs time."
"Okay, who the heck are you, what are you talking about, and how do you know who I am?"
"Who I am is not important. Only that I can help you. As for what I speak of, you will remember in time. No one can tell you, you must remember for yourself. But you should not dwell on it now. You need all your strength for this battle. Adam is something like which you have never faced, and he has powerful magick on his side. You will not defeat him without help. Help I can give."
"Who are you?" Buffy repeated.
"You will know me in time. But if you need a name, you may call me Anala. For now, I need to see your Watcher. I believe he has a book I require." That was all the woman said, she mearly stopped talking and looked at Buffy expectantly, waiting to be taken to Giles.
"How do I know you're on our side? That you won't just kill all of us?"
The woman began chanting softly in a strange language. Buffy glanced to Angel quickly, but he indicated he didn't know what it was, which was rare. The woman gestured at Buffy, and she felt herself levitating in the air. She spun around and as she did so, felt a strange touch on her mind.
"Because if I wanted to kill you, I would have done so by now. Or I would have killed or kidnapped your friends, the ones you name as Xander, Willow, Anya, Spike should I go on?" Anala had read her mind.
" Spike!! Spike's not our friend...."
"Actually, he kinda is now." Buffy supplied. "The Initiative put a chip in his head so that he can't hurt or kill any mortal thing--so he's been helping us fight demons, vamps, and stuff. And can I please get down now?!?"
"Oh, sorry."
Anala gestured with her hand again, and the Slayer felt herself slowly lowered to the ground.
"What are you?"
"I am a Witch, much in the way your friend Willow is. But I also have natural magick, magick I was born with. It was part of my family's legacy, a family tree filled with powerful witches, spellcasters, and other Pagans. That is why I know of your problems, and am here to help you with them. All of them."
As she said the last part, she focused her attention on Angel.
He looked at her curiously, and was about to ask what she meant when Buffy spoke.
"Fine, I'll take you to Giles. The whole gang should be there. Maybe then you'd care to explain a little more how you intend to help."
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