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Summary: "Do we have a deal?" Buffy looked at the strange man standing in front of her. Sucking in a deep breath, she took his hand.

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Television > Once Upon a TimeInkyIrisFR131579281,2437 Aug 127 Aug 12Yes
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I don't own Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Once Upon a Time, or Secondhand Serenade (from whence the title came - their song 'It's Not Over')

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“What do you want?”

She could hear the smirk in his voice as he answered her. “No, dearie, the question is what you want. After all, I didn’t call for this meeting.”

Buffy turned, a frown on her face. “What do you mean?”

The man chuckled. Tensing, Buffy glared, annoyed at his demeaning attitude. “Why, your wishes brought me here.”

“My…” The words died on her lips. She hadn’t said it aloud. She hadn’t said a single word aloud. “I didn’t wish! I know better than that!”

The man’s high pitched giggle set her on edge. “Oh, just because you didn’t voice your desires doesn’t mean that they weren’t heard. The magic of this place is extraordinary. It almost rivals my own. Almost.”

“What?” Buffy paled. This man – well, she thought he was a man – was more powerful than the Hellmouth?

The man just giggled again. What was he? He skin almost looked… scaly. It glistened, and his eyes… She shuddered. They were flat and wild. Insane.

“What are you?” Her voice shook. “Please don’t hurt me.”

“Hurt you? Oh no, of course not.” He seemed amused at her assumption. “What would that do for me? I’m here to make a deal.”

She noticed that he ignored the first part of her question, but decided to overlook it for the fact that he said he wouldn’t hurt her. “A deal?”

His eyes glittered. “Oh yes.” The high pitch was gone from his voice. It only made him seem more dangerous. Buffy bit her bottom lip. “You want something, don’t you? You want it oh so badly.” His lips quirked. “I can give it to you, dearie.”

A spark of hope flared in Buffy. “You can?” Her voice was barely a whisper, but he seemed to hear it anyway.

“Well, yes. But,” He held up a finger, “For a price.”

Now frowning, Buffy took a step back. “What kind of price?”

“Oh, nothing much. Just a bit of your sister’s blood.”

“I don’t have a sister.” What was he talking about? It was just Buffy. Her mom hadn’t had a date since she moved from L.A. months ago. She wasn’t pregnant.

“Then you have nothing to lose.” She hated the look of his smile, but… he was right. She took a deep breath.

“Deal.”

Without another word, the man held out a hand. Hesitating slightly – she didn’t want to touch him! – she took it. It felt nothing like she’d imagined it would. It wasn’t slimy or scaly. It felt like a normal hand.

Suddenly, everything seemed different. She felt strong, stronger than she ever had before. Memories began filling her mind, replacing the ones she had. Meeting Xander and Willow, finding out about vampires, staking Jesse… “Sorry, Wills.” She murmured. It was better this way though. Being the Slayer had been a terrible burden on the gentle girl. It was better like this. It was. It had to be.

Then the man was gone, and with him, all of her previous memories. Buffy the Vampire Slayer, one girl in all the world, stood in her bedroom, getting ready to go out on patrol. She paused, a strange sense of wrongness filling her for a moment. Without another thought, she dismissed it. What would be wrong? It had always been this way. She was sure of it.

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