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Summary: Willow and Xander encourage themselves and Buffy to dress up differently this Halloween…

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THE HALLOWEEN FROM HELL

Author: Sky
Genre: Action/Adventure/Supernatural
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: None.
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters.
Crossover: Hellsing, Gundam Wing and Saikano.
Summary: Willow and Xander encourage themselves and Buffy to dress up differently this Halloween…
Note: This is to be a one-shot story. I’m not the best writer but I enjoy it enough to try it.

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Inside a comfy little shop that was called ‘Ethans’; that lay on top of the Hellmouth which was underneath the town called Sunnydale. A petite blond haired Slayer named Buffy Summers and her witch friend Willow Rosenberg gazed around at the million costumes around them.

"What'd you get?" Buffy asks, turning towards her.

"A time-honored classic!" Willow beamed while holding up a ghost costume.

Buffy’s face faltered. "Okay, Will, can I give you a little friendly advice?"

Willow pouted. "It's not spooky enough?"

Buffy shrugs and tried to get her wording right without hurting Willow’s feelings. "It's just... you're never gonna get noticed if you keep hiding. You're missing the whole point of Halloween."

Willow smiles. "Free candy?"

Buffy rolls her eyes, smirking. "It's come as you aren't night. The perfect chance for a girl to get sexy and wild with no repercussions."

Willow blushes. "Oh, I don't get wild. Wild on me equals spaz."

Buffy pats her back. "Don't underestimate yourself. You've got it in you."

“Hey ladies!” A male voice pipes up from behind them.

Willow grins at her best friend. “Xander! Hi!”

Buffy smiles and greets him. “Hey Xan-man, what have you got?”

Xander shrugs while holding up a black gun. He sulks as he explains. “Figure I’d go as a soldier but not sure what kind of soldier yet…”

Willow suddenly perks up with an idea to help her Xander-shaped friend. She babbles. “Oh! Whydon’tyougoasthatanimeshowthathadteenagerobotweildingsoldiers?”

Buffy blinks. She still wasn’t used to Willow full-out babble mode. “What? Huh? What she say?”

However Xander listened with understanding which only came from experience. His face broke out in a big goofy grin and swept Willow up in a bear-like hug.

“Wills! That’s a great idea! You know, this is the reason you’re top of the class.”

Willow blushed as he let her go. She stuttered. “It’s n-nothing. Why don’t you go help Buffy and me pick our costumes?”

He nodded. They both turned to see Buffy holding a princess dress with adoration on her face.

Xander snorted. “If you’re planning to dress up to impress Deadboy Buff; that’s one way not to do it.”

Willow winced, nodding sadly in agreement. “He’s right Buffy. Angel said he hated the noblewoman look.”

Buffy grimaced, letting go of the dress as she turned back to her friends.

She pouted. “Now what am I to go as then?”

Xander’s mood brightened. He winked at her and did a pose.

“Never fear, Xander’s here! And I know just the right costume for you!”

Buffy and Willow blinked owlishly at the performance.

Xander smirked evilly. “You, Buffy Summers shall tonight on All Hallows Eve as the daughter of Dracula! One of the great Nosferatu in the world!”

Buffy spluttered. “What?”

Willow giggled, understanding Xander’s idea. “I take it that you want her to dress up as that character from Hellsing Xander?”

Xander beamed. “Yep.”

Buffy’s eyes were bulged out in horror. “Me? Dressed up as a vampire? No way! Not in this lifetime.”

Xander laughed. “Relax, Buffy. Hellsing vampires all have souls. Anyway it’s Halloween, you supposed to dress up as someone you aren’t.”

Buffy tried to protest. “But-“

Xander gave her his best puppy-eyed look. “Pleeeaaase?”

Buffy slouched in defeat. “Alright.”

Xander grinned and turned to face an amused looking Willow.

“Me and Buffy will go grab some of stuff for our outfits. You coming?”

Willow shook her head. “No thanks. I’m going to wonder over here for a bit.”

Xander shrugged. “Okay. Be back in a few.”

A hyper Xander and a frowning Buffy went over to the other side of the shop. Willow thought to herself as she looked around once more at the stands of clothes around her. She smirked as she got an idea and quickly dug into one of the toy weapons box.

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Ethan Raynes glared at the retreating backs of three teenagers as they left his shop. He had been hoping the Slayer would have picked the princess costume but now she chose to dress as something else. Something which involved her buying a long wooden rifle, a long black wig, red contacts, fake fangs, a childish clock and a black business suit with a white shirt, a blood-red tie and black business shoes.

He couldn’t understand who her two friends were going as either. The red head had bought a long machine gun that you could slip your arm into, two metal wings, brown contacts, light brown hair dye, a school uniform; white blouse with a green dash, grey shirt, blue jacket with blue socks and black shoes.

The boy had bought a sidearm, a long portable scythe, a silver cross, a priest collar, a black cap, cobalt blue contacts, a long brown braided wig and a black shirt with curved-up white sleeves, black trousers and black running shoes.

He sighed, at least tonight wouldn’t be a total loss. There were still lots of customers who would become monsters and other creatures to create enough chaos in this town to last a century. He smirked; he couldn’t wait until tonight.

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Inside one of the abandoned warehouses, Spike watches a video of Buffy fighting while chuckling to himself.

Drusilla moans, “Miss Edith needs her tea.”

Spike opens his arms and hugs her, “C'mere, poodle.”

Drusilla whispers, “Do you love my insides? The parts you can't see?”

Spike smirks, “Eyeballs to entrails, my sweet. That's why I've got to study this Slayer. Once I know her I can kill her. And once I kill her you can have your run of Sunnyhell. Get strong again.”

Drusilla gasps and her eyes go wide, “Everything's switching. Outside to inside. Slayer will become a bloody princess, all glowing red. So pretty.”

Spike asks curiously, “Did my pet have a vision?”

Drusilla smiles dreamily, “Do you know what I miss? Leeches.”

Spike softly says, “Come on, talk to Daddy. What is this that makes the Slayer turn into? When is it?

Drusilla’s head sways, “Tomorrow.”

Spike raises an eyebrow, “Tomorrow's Halloween. Nothing happens on Halloween.”

Drusilla giggles madly. “Someone's come to change it all. Someone new.”

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Joyce Summers blinked as she opened the door. Outside on the porch was a teenage boy with long chestnut braided hair with bright blue eyes dressed as a thief by the look of his dark appearance or perhaps a priest by the look of his white collar.

The boy grinned at her and saluted. “02 Gundam Pilot reporting, Ms. Summers!”

Joyce’s face broke into a welcoming smile. “Hello Xander. I almost didn’t recognize you. Come in.”

Xander relaxed and stepped inside as Joyce closed the door.

She turned back to him and motioned towards the couch. “Make yourself at home Xander. I’ll go call down the girls.”

He nodded and went to sit down while Joyce went to the stairs and shouted. “Buffy! Xander’s here!”

An annoyed voice called down. “Okay mum!”

Joyce walked back into the living room and asked Xander. “Would you like anything to drink while you’re still here?”

Xander waved a hand. “Nah I’m fine. Thanks for asking though.”

Joyce nodded and headed into the kitchen.

Hurried footsteps came down the stairs and walked into the living room.

A black haired, red eyed girl glared at Xander while the light brown hair girl with brown-eyes grinned at him.

Xander smirked at them. “Lookin’ good ladies. We ready to go?”

Buffy lost her glare and twitched as she moved in her black business suit. “This sooo isn’t comfy.”

Willow smiled timidly at her. “You look really scary though. You really look like Rip Van Winkle…except your a little…”

“Short.” Put in by a smirking Xander.

Buffy glowered at them. Figured they make fun of her costume when they were the ones who suggested she wear it. And all that time wasted on powder to make her pale and make-up to give herself freckles.

Buffy turned her attention to Willow’s costume. She grinned at her.

“What’s with the cyborg school girl look Will?”

Willow blushed. The long machine gun was where her left arm should have been, her hair was dyed and contacts were in, plastic metal wings stood out from her back, she was also wearing the school uniform. “Just something from what I watched ages ago on TV. It’s from this romantic anime show about a girl made by the military to fight invaders while trying to protect her boyfriend from finding out or getting hurt.”

Xander rolled his eyes. “Saikano; The Last Love Song.”

Buffy smiled. “That’s sweet Wills.”

Buffy then turned to Xander and frowned. “Who are you supposed to be Xan?”

Xander stood up and grinned while saluting proudly. With the black cap on his head, his brown hair tail sticking out at the back, the black clothes with the white selves and collar, and the striking blue contacts. He was almost unrecognizable. “Duo Maxwell. I run, I hide but I never lie!”

Willow giggled while Buffy rolled her eyes. Xander grinned and offered his arms to the ladies.

“Ready to go Lady Rip Van Winkle? Lady Chise?”

Willow blushed and Buffy smiled as they both took his arms and walked out the house. Heading towards the school without the knowledge that this would be there last ‘normal’ night together…

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LATER THAT NIGHT…

A student dressed as zombie was escorting his own group of the little grade schoolers; and they walked by Buffy's group, coming back from a house.

Buffy smiled at the other kids, showing her plastic fangs. "What did Mrs. Davis give you?"

They all pulled out toothbrushes, and Vampire almost blanched. "She must be stopped..."

Buffy frowned and stood up straighter. "Let's hit one more house. We still have a few more minutes, before I need to get you back..."

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In the back room of Ethan's shop, the man of the hour prepared himself to cast a spell in Latin.

Ethan nodded started chanting.

"Janus, evoco vestram animam. Exaudi meam causam. Carpe noctem pro consilio vestro. Veni, appare et nobis monstra quod est infinita potestas."

(Janus, I invoke your spirit. Hear my plea. Seize the night for your own reason. Come, appear and show to us that which is infinite power.)

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At a house elsewhere, Willow followed her charges along the porch to the front door. "C'mon, guys..."

One of the kids, who was wearing one of Ethan's monster masks from his old stock on his head, rang the bell and stepped back. An old lady answered the door, and the kid with the mask pulled it down over his face.

All the kids chanted in unison, "Trick-or-treat!"

The lady smiled in genuine pleasure, "Oh my goodness, aren't you adorable!"

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Back in the shop Ethan chanted,

"Persona se corpum et sanguium commutandum est. Vestra sancta praesentia concrescet viscera. Janus! Sume noctem!"

(The mask transforms itself into flesh and blood. Your holy presence curdles the heart. Janus! Take the night!)

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A wind began to blow on the streets, as Buffy suddenly got a bad feeling something was happening.

Not far away at the residence where the old lady was with Willow's kids, the homeowner looked into her empty bucket and said, "Oh, dear! Am I all out? I could've sworn I had more candy..."

The kid wearing a red rubber cap with horns suddenly morphed into a horned, red-skinned real monster.

The woman didn't notice and said, "I'm sorry, mister monster..." She bent down, "Maybe I..."

The kid with the green mask had changed into a demon also; so he grabbed the lady by the neck, and began to cold-bloodedly choke her.

The other children just screamed and ran away. Willow shouted in confusion, "No! Let her go!"

The red demon attacked the green one, and he let go of the woman. The two monsters started to tear at each other's throats as Willow kept shouting, "Stop! What're you doing!"

The old lady quite sensibly ran into the house, and slammed the door shut. The former guardian of the children suddenly fell to the ground, shaking in pain while the monsters all ran off in different directions.

When the pain stopped, the teenager struggled to her feet. Her pain-filled eyes held confusion as she gazed around the area. Using her metal gun as a stand, Chise frowned. “Where am I? Where is Shuji?”

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Buffy dropped to the ground, unconious . Her body was rapidly changing as was her mind.

Her wooden rifle and toy clock became real. Her long black wig became her real hair. Blood-red irises and plastic fangs became reality. Her 5-foot-3 petite frame became a tall 5-foot-8. Her body temperature dropped to stone cold. Her skin was a pale white with noticeable brown freckles.

Inside her mind, memories of growing up in a medieval castle with her father Count Vlad Tepes, also known as Dracula. Her mother Lisa Tepes and her older brother Adrian Farenheits Tepes. While Adrian had been born as a half-vampire while their mother was still human, she had been born as a full vampire when her mother was turned while pregnant with her. As she grew, she slept long during the night and day that her father had fondly nicknamed her ‘Rip Van Winkle’. At that age she had liked it and refuse to answer by any other name to this very day.

When her mother was killed the mortal villagers, her father went into a terrifying rage that swept to destroy all humanity. Her brother had stood against her father and they battled to decide the fate of all humans. As Adrian won and left the family home, left her father to crawl into his grave to rest for a few centuries, left her alone and without a family.

Rip Van Winkle grew to hate her brother and miss her father greatly. She left her family home and roamed the Earth for a few centuries, hating humans for killing her mother, turning her bother away from her family and putting her father into his grave. She then joined a Nazi group called ‘Millennium’. Led by the Major, he had welcomed her and made her second in command, and Captain of his Navy. Their goal is to start a war with 1000 vampires at their command (freak-chipped humans) and take control of the planet. But first, they had to destroy vampire/demon hunting organizations, like Hellsing in England.

It ended badly. She found out her father was healed and awakened for over a century now. He had been captured in England by Abraham Van Hellsing and used to hunt and kill all vampires over Europe while serving the Hellsing family for years.

Her father (called Alucard now) fought against her and her army, leaving her no choice but to flee his wrath. Confused, upset and tired, she ran from everything. Hoping to turn back time, to be a child, to be with her parents and even be with her brother.

But now, in the chaotic town called Sunnydale, the insane vampiress Rip Van Winkle snapped her eyes open to the world.

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Spike appeared from an alley. Against Dru's warning, he had gone out and watched the people become their costumes. He glanced around at all the children turned into monsters. Many were attacking building, people and even each other.

Spike grinned, “Well! This is just... neat!”

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Xander freezes and falls face-first on the pavement as the spell comes into affect.

His hair and eyes become real. He losses whatever little fat he had and gains a bit of muscle. His weapons become dangerously real as his memories start kicking in.

Growing up as a war orphan on the streets. Learning to pickpocket and steal. How to use stealth and fight. Being taken in by the Maxwell church at age 8. 2 years of living peacefully. Maxwell church destroyed by OZ soldiers. Being the only survivor. Calling himself Duo Maxwell in memory of the fallen.

Learning to use a gun and thermal scythe. Claiming himself as the God of Death. Taken in by Professor G. Taught how to use Gundam Deathscythe. About the war and other space colonies. Having a two-sided personality. One as the deadly pilot of Death, and then there's the cheerful guy he is. Meeting and shooting his best friend Heero and the other pilots of the Gundams. Winning the war. Planning’s of peace.

Duo Maxwell groaned as he got up from the pavement. He checked his pockets and found his sidearm and miniature scythe but no communicator. Glancing around at the town and the screaming/roaring monsters running around, he could only say.

“How the hell did I get back on Earth? And where is my Deathscythe Hell!”

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Angel quickly wandered down the streets, avoiding the madness popping up all over the town. Buffy was no where to be found and it was really getting dangerous out here. He hoped she would be inside her house, so heading there was the first place he was going to look.

He came to a stop as he stared at the young woman with metal wing and a robotic gun for an arm, shooting at the monsters trying to come near her.

He looked closer and suddenly realised it was Willow.

He dashed forwards to help her, grabbing a goblin-like creature and throwing it into the far side of the wall. The little monsters quickly saw him and ran off, screeching angrily.

Willow smiled shyly at him and lowered her weapon while bowing to him. “Arigato gozaimasu.”

Angel blinked and realised just then, that everyone must have been turned into their Halloween costumes.

In Willow’s case, a Japanese schoolgirl with a giant gun for a left arm and metal wings sticking out like angel wings from her back.

He groaned, “Oh god no.”

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Duo Maxwell would have thought waking up on Earth in a little town with monsters running around odd if he had time to think about it but right now he was too busy.

He screamed joyfully at the raging monsters attacking him, trying to get near the terrified woman dressed up as a cat that huddled at the corner of the alley. He swished his glowing scythe and struck at them.

“God damn you to Hell!”

As the monsters lay dead at his feet, he smirked psychotically to himself before turning to the wide-eyed woman.

He smiled reassuring at her. His personality as the God of Death slipping away to reveal his cheery side.

“How you doing?”

She gaped at him before getting up. She shook herself and glanced at him once more before answering.

“Xander? How or what-“

Duo interrupted her. “The name’s Duo Maxwell. I’m a Gundam Pilot. You wouldn’t happen to know a space centre around here, would you?”

She blinked before moaning. “Great, even you’re turned into your costume. Why-o-why did this always happen to me?”

Duo sweat dropped. “Lady, if you could just point me in the right direction-“

She turned, glaring at him as she put her hands on her hips. “Look spaceboy, the name’s Cordelia Chase and for your information, there’s no such thing as a ‘space centre’ because you are not real! Your just some costume come to life okay!”

Duo backed away, muttering to himself. “Jeez…your worse than Heero in one of his moods. Hey, wait a minute! What do you mean this isn’t my body!”

Cordelia sighed and gave him her mini-mirror from her purse. “See?”

Duo gaped at his reflection. That soo wasn’t his face! Maybe the crazy lady was right…

Cordelia quickly snatched her mirror back and put it back in her purse before turning back to him.

She frowned. “We got to find the others. Maybe they haven’t turned into their costumes either…”

Duo shrugged. He might as well go with her.

Cordelia glares and grabs his arm, dragging him out the alley. “Come on, spaceboy. Let’s get going already!”

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Angel walked side by side with the Japanese Willow, who barely introduced herself as Chise. They were taking a short cut through a warehouse to get to the library. Maybe Giles would know what to do…

He noticed Chise trying to get his attention by pointing at his side of the warehouse, she looked scared.

Angel turned and nearly took a step backwards in shock.

Sitting on a crate by the wall, sat Buffy Summers the Vampire Slayer. But it was not her who was staring back at them.

Blood-red eyes stared at them while clutching a childish clock to her breast.

Angel noticed Chise stay fearfully behind him. He struggled a moment to voice his thoughts.

“Buffy? Is that you?”

The black haired vampire smiled, showing her fangs. Her voice hinted of a German accent.

“I am not this ‘Buffy’, demon-spawn. Take the young girl and leave here.”

Chise peeked a look at the lady. The vampire’s eyes were so sad, so lost…Had she lost someone too?

Angel felt himself frozen on the spot. This vampire, who was in control of Buffy’s body was powerful and strong, he could feel it. More dangerous and darker than any demon he ever seen…

Before Angel could open his mouth again, the doors burst open with great force, shaking the walls for a moment.

There stood Spike, smirking as he entered with his army of monsters at his command.

Angel went into a fighting stance while Chise held her gun-arm ready.

Buffy, now called Rip Van Winkle didn’t blink at Spike’s entrance nor move as he moved closer towards her.

He grinned at her, his demonic features appearing.

“Your time’s up Slayer. Kiss this world goodbye!”

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Cordelia squealed and pointed down the street, making Duo turn to see what caught her attention.

“It’s Giles! He’s in front of that Ethans shop. Come on.”

She ran ahead, leaving a dazed Duo to catch up with her.

“Giles! Hello, Tweed-man! Wait up!”

Rupert Giles glanced up as Cordelia and Xander ran towards him.

He had left the library earlier than he planned when he was attacked by a small gargoyle. He managed to knock it unconscious before realizing everyone was turning into their Halloween costumes. His search for the source of this magic came from the store called ‘Ethans’. He cursed himself for not noticing it earlier.

Cordelia grinned at him, relieved. “Thank god, you aren’t wearing a costume!”

Giles blinked. “Erm…yes. How are you Cordelia?”

Xander groaned as if that was the worst question he asked.

Cordelia however, started her list of complaints. “First my date ended badly when he turned into Jo-Jo the dog-faced boy. Then I got chased by mini-demons that ruined my outfit and then spaceboy over here, appears and goes psycho on them, and here we are!”

Duo glared. “Hey! I saved your life, give me a little respect.”

Giles shouted. “Children!” Seeing as he got their attention, he pointed at the shop in front of them.

“Here is where the magic which is turning everybody into their costumes. Let me talk to the owner and then destroy the vessel of magic. Everyone understand?”

Duo held his hands up in mock surrender and grinned.

“Alright, alright. Lead the way, old man.”

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Spike lunged at Rip Van Winkle, who quickly lashed out her leg into his gut.

He flew back and landed in a heap on the floor. Spike quickly got up however and snarled at his minions.

“What are you waiting for? Attack them!”

Screeching and roaring, they ran at Angel and Chise, keeping them away from Spike and Rip Van Winkle.

Rip Van Winkle put down her clock and stood up to her impressive height. She chuckled and spoke.

“Spike, is it? You amuse me demon-spawn, you know why?”

He sneered at her. “Wanna fill me in then Slayer?”

She grinned, her eyes darkening and her fangs showing proudly as she smiled.

“I’m now thankful I left my rifle behind.”

Spike, not understanding her but figured she just insulted him, growled and ran at her. She quickly punched him in the face, stopping him in his tracks.

That started their hand-to-hand fight.

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Duo watched boredly from his perch on a table. Cordelia had decided to wait outside for them, leaving Giles, himself and the chaos mage called Ethan inside.

Giles and Ethan quarreled against each other while Giles occasionally punching Ethan very hard.

Duo’s attention turned towards the statue next to him. He wondered if this was a vessel of magic. Smirking, he stood up and pulled out his thermal scythe. He gave it a twirl with his fingers before grabbing the scythe with both of his hands and slamming down on the statue hard.

“No!” Ethan’s voice cried.

SMASH
Xander blinked and leaned again his still glowing scythe, as dizziness crept away from him. He looked up at a worried Giles and tried to smile.

“Oops?”

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Buffy wavered on her feet as she felt herself being awakened from a dark dream.

She gazed around as children cried and screamed in the warehouse. Angel looked bruised but no permanent harm had been done. Willow was staring at her robotic gun-arm in horror.

Buffy frowned while she tried to think why would Willow looked close to panicking. She however got distracted by her hair between her eyes and tried to tug the wig off.

Tug, tug.

“Ouch!”

Wincing, Buffy gazed at her wig that wouldn’t come off. He hand roamed over her head while her eyes widened in shock. She whispered.

“My hair…this hair’s real!”

Her tongue whipped around her teeth nervously before cutting itself on a sharp fang…wait fang! Oh god no, thought Buffy, realising what had happened.

She turned to Willow and Angel, ignoring the screaming children for the moment to say.

“Our costumes have became real!”

Because they all were too busy, worried about what had happened. No one noticed the injured form of Spike crawl away.

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THE NEXT MORNING…

In Sunnydale High School, the gang met up early in the morning in the library. Waiting nervously for Giles to come in.

As Giles walked in, he was surprised to see his children waiting for him. Xander looked and acted his normal self except for his new blue eyes and long braided brown hair. He still wore his outfit from last night. He sat across from Willow and beamed at Giles as he entered.

“Morning G-Man!”

Willow was looking extremely upset. Her hair and eyes still a warmly brown colour. She wore brown jeans, a blue sweater and trainers. She slouched in her chair, looking up only as he entered. She shyly smiled at him and waved a hello.

Giles looked around in search for his Slayer. He asked the other two.

“Where’s Buffy?”

“I’m behind you.”

Giles jumped and turned quickly to see Buffy looking at him in a defeated way.

She still had long wild black hair, red eyes, pale skin with freckles. She still gained that extra height and was wearing a grey business suit with a black over coat on. A pair of black sunglasses were perched on her nose, letting him see her red eyes.

He briefly wondered why she was still dressed up before it hit him.

“Oh god.”

He gazed around them with horrified worry.

Buffy nodded, her German accent not as noticeable as before.

“Yes, we still are affected by the chaos magic Giles. Xander can control any planes, steal, use a gun and that scythe. Willow is now part cyborg, meaning her insides are replaced with guns and explosives. While I died last night and have become the first or last Nosferatu to walk this Earth since last night. The only highlight of the day is that I’m not a Slayer anymore.”

Giles could only gape at them in stunned silence.


Fin.

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