Story Notes: Pretend "Tin Man" was released at the beginning of season 5 of BtVS.
Author’s Note: Joss could have done better.
Disclaimer: Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Angel the Series, and all associated characters are property of Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy Productions, United Paramount Network, Fox Television, and Warner Brothers. Tin Man is property of Steven Mitchell, Craig Sickle, and Imagiquest Entertainment. This work is not for profit and no ownership of aforementioned copyrighted material is implied, nor any infringement intended.
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The two women stood atop the battlements of the dark tower. Overhead the double suns were eclipsed by a conjunction of the two moons.
“Hey, D.G., how you doing?”
“My friends call me Dawnie.”
“Look, D.G., I need my key!”
“So what, you can end the world?”
Cordelia smirked. “Well, I was going to say ‘to plunge the world in to eternal darkness,’ but that will be the first step. Then comes a rain of fire and some other cool stuff before I bring peace to all the O.Z.”
“No! I won’t let you.”
“I know you have it, D.G. Whispered rumors in Central City, that prophecy song, the ravings of those I memory-sucked to insanity in the dungeon. You know where the Emerald Key is. And I want it.”
“I know it’s not you Cordy; you’ve been possessed.”
“My name is Azcordelia!”
Dawn fought back tears. “The witch lied to you; she said you were going to ascend, but instead you were possessed. Cordy, I know the real you is in there somewhere. You’ve got to fight it. I love you!”
Dawn stepped up onto the dais and clasped her sister’s hands. A green glow surrounded the pair as Dawn gripped more tightly. She pictured all the good times they’d had as children, playing at the lake, exploring the woods, and dancing in the palace.
Cordelia moaned in agony. A terrible face became visible from inside her body. The Witch stared at Dawn. “You!”
“Me. I’m the Key. Although, personally, I think I’m more chartreuse than emerald.”
The witch’s shrieks grew louder and more shrill. They suddenly stopped, and a black liquid oozed out of Cordelia’s eyes and ears. Dawn caught her sister as Cordelia stood on unsteady feet.
Dawn looked for a moment as if she might vomit, then she began to wipe the foulness from Cordy’s face. “Whoa. That was so disgusting.”
Cordelia looked at her sister with clear eyes for the first time in years and smiled. “Thank you, Dawnie. You saved me.”
Dawn’s eyes glistened in the increasing sunlight as the eclipse passed. “What else could I do? You’re my sister.”
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Buffy clicked off the television. “Stupid Sci-Fi Channel movies always suck.” The Slayer bounced up from the couch and shouted, “Mom, I’m going to the mall to shop for Solstice presents for Willow and Tara!”
“Okay, honey,” Joyce called from upstairs. “Be sure to take your…”
“Mom?” Buffy looked concerned as her mother trailed off.
Joyce shook her head in momentary confusion then continued, “Be sure to take your jacket. It’ll be cold later.”