All characters from the Buffyverse are Property of Joss Whedon. “The Wonderful Wizard of Oz is property of L. Frank Baum. Everything else belongs to me.
Toto appeared in a flash of light in a dark and dirty alley. He had teleported from the claws of Ms. Kitty Fantastico barely missing being torn apart by her. Glenda of the South hadn’t warned him that the witches had such a powerful familiar. This definitely warranted a bonus and extra hazard pay. Glenda could afford it. Sales from the poppy fields of Oz were through the roof. Toto meekly looked out of the ally way into the street. There was a lot of traffic going back and forth. He wasn’t in the mood to get run over. Toto licked his lips as he figured out his next step. Toto noticed an elderly gentleman walking towards his car. Toto decided to hitch a ride. He sprung out of the alley wagging his tail attempting to look extremely cute.
“Hey, little fella. Are you lost?” The old man asked as he looked down at the cute little dog.
“Save it pops. I need a ride.” Toto said to him.
The old man jaws dropped.
Toto quickly activated a glamour. He’d forgotten that animals don’t talk here. Toto shape shifted into a beautiful young girl.
“Take me to Buffy Summers house.” Toto said. The old man obliged. He only had one question.
“Who the hell is Buffy Summers?”
Buffy sat with Willow and rubbed her back. Minuets ago Willow and Tara had appeared out of nowhere. Buffy was trying to put the pieces together. Willow was going over her day looking for a clue as to what was happening.
“The biggest thing we did today was swing by the pet shop. “ said Willow. “We found the cutest dog…” Willows eyes went wide. “That’s when everything changed. The day went downhill after that.”
There was a knock at the door. A young lady stood on her porch. The young woman looked to be in her twenties. She had long black hair, dark eyes. Her gaze focused on Willow and Buffy. She stared at them as intensely as a predator stalking its prey. Toto waited for the slayer to approach. He could see Willow and Tara sitting in the kitchen. He already had a plan. He would neutralize the slayer then end the witches. Toto grinned as he incited a spell of darkest magics. Willow watched Buffy walk towards the door. Willow’s sixth sense was screaming at her. She looked over at Tara who looked back at her. They both had the same feeling of unease. Willow was a fraction of a second too late. Buffy opened the screen door for the strange young woman. There was the flash of a bright purple white light, the sound of Buffy being hurled across the room and the loud roar of a beast.
Ms. Kitty Fantastico was chasing butterflies near the Summer’s home. She almost had the huge orange and black monarch butterfly that taunted her. Her paws clawed the air to no avail. She was up on her hind legs and was about to pounce when a flash of purple white light caught her attention. Her tiny face twisted a moment as she remembered something important. She ran towards the Summer’s house as fast as her little legs could carry her.
There was a monster at the door. Ms. Kitty Fantastico could see something huge and dark and fierce with razors for teeth and a storm for a mouth. Its roar made the ground shake. Its claws raked the doorway as it rushed in to eat the defenseless women. All Kitty knew was that her family was in danger.
Illyria was an Old One. She was the ecstasy and the agony of death. She commanded legions into battle millions of years ago when life on Earth was nothing more than an organic muck that oozed and stank and looked pretty at night. Illyria was a god to a god. She shattered dimensions and lived seven lives at once. Ms. Kitty Fantastico had all of her power. The cat struck like lightening. She impaled herself deep within the flesh of the beast. She tore her way out of the body. Her paws dripped blood. Her tiny fur covered head was covered with entrails. She was in full killer mode. She was all cat now. She was as fierce as any of her African cousins. Ms. Kitty Fantastico clawed her way across the back of the beast and sunk her teeth into the neck of Toto.
Toto reared. He flicked his neck slamming the cat into a wall. The wall cracked. Hairline fractures radiated outwards from her point of impact. Toto turned and growled at her. She could see his flesh healing. The wounds she’d made became filled with flesh. Toto grew in size. He was a shape shifter supreme. He opened his mouth. Clear sticky drool ran over his teeth. He was about to eat this stupid cat.
Ms. Kitty Fantastico got to her feet. Her tail was high in the air. Illyria’s power was speaking to her now. In her time, the Old One had defeated entire armies with just a flick of a wrist. Ms. Kitty Fantastico growled something sarcastic in cat language.
“Oh yeah?” replied Toto. “You and what army?”
Ms. Kitty Fantastico lifted a paw and brought it down. Her claws sliced open space itself. Illyria’s power was in control of her now. Between the cat and the dog was a hole filled with stars. The air begin to rush into the void she had made. Ms. Kitty Fantastico dug her claws into floor. Toto was too slow. He was sucked into the hole between worlds.
The assassin disappeared in a flash of light and burned fur. As he disappeared, the dimensional rift began to turn. It showed Ms. Kitty Fantastico a vista of parallel worlds. As she looked over her worlds she saw a planet totally covered in dunes with sandworms hundreds of meters long. A little girl stared back at her. She had blond hair like Buffy. Next to her stood a man with dark skin and the strangest blue within blue eyes she had ever seen.
“Not yet.” The little girl said. “We will meet soon.” The dimensional crack closed. Ms. Kitty Fantastico just stood there for a moment staring into the air. She could smell the faint cinnamon of spice.
Ms. Kitty Fantastico walked over to Willow who laid unconscious on the floor. She licked her human on the face until she awoke. Willow opened her eyes. Everything was blurry. Ms. Kitty Fantastico was standing over her. There was a faint haze of smoke in the air. She looked at her cat.
“One of these days I’m going to figure out what you do behind my back.” Willow said as she petted her cat. Ms. Kitty Fantastico purred.