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Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy or any of its characters,
unless Joss Whedon takes pity on my poor soul and gives them to me. Anyone who
sues shall be paid in pocket lint and dirt. Actually better make that dirt I’m
running out of lint.
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AN: Sorry this has taken so long. I’m blaming the
flu. I have live journal now so if you have suggestions,
comments and you don’t want to review come visit me at www.livejournal.com/users/mefiant_aus
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Chapter 16
The Scoobies spent the next four Midian days training.
Willow and Tara had been working with Jayala learning different protection
spells, they were now confident that they could place one around Buffy’s home
without imploding the house.
Willow and Tara had been surprised to learn that Amaran’s were in fact not a race
of demons but a religious order made up of demons and humans. Jayala had
invited both girls to become her apprentices and both were seriously
considering the offer.
Dawn had spent most of her time meditating with Mathew and Anya.
Anya had explained the basics of dimensional teleportation and Mathew had shown
her that by concentrating on the power that flowed within, she could pull it
forward and direct it without the need for bloodletting.
Late on the fourth day and after many hours of meditation Dawn had
made her first attempt at utilizing her powers. Anya had moved to another room
and Dawn had managed to open a small window to her about the size of a saucer.
Although nothing had been able to pass through the window they had managed to
wave a quick hello to each other before Dawn’s excitement had caused it to snap
shut.
Dawn had promised to meditate daily and practice often as Mathew
assured her that the more she did; the easier it would become for her to call
on her power.
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Spike sat on a large rock watching Buffy, Rebecca and Bo as they
cycled through a series of exercises involving the use of a large axe like
weapon. They had learnt that to destroy a Dretgo completely you had to either
behead it or do irreparable damage to its brain.
The weapons they were training with had been specially designed for
this purpose. Bo had called them Redwulfs; they looked like a combination of a
Celtic Halberd and a medieval mace. The four foot long staff had a spear with
a double bladed axe head at its base on one end and a large spiked mace head on
the other. A thick metallic band circled the centre of the staff, Spike had
grinned with delight when Bo had depressed a small trigger at the base of the
band causing a wooden stake to extend from the mace head. The trio had then
been amazed as she deftly twisted the weapon into two pieces with a simple wrist
movement.
Spike watched Buffy and Rebecca closely as their muscles flexed with
each controlled move. He had been amazed to discover that they were in perfect
sync with each other, almost to the point of being a mirror image. He groaned
as he stood to join them once again.
On their first day of training Spike had insisted that they not just
concentrate on learning the new techniques. Still bursting with excitement
over his regained invincibility he had suggested that instead of pulling their
punches when training with the stake component of the weapon; that the girls
follow through. After all it couldn’t kill him.
He had forgotten just how much a stake to the heart actually hurt.
Earlier in the day he had suggested that he and Bo attack the two slayers,
after about half an hour of fighting Bo had been successfully staked by Rebecca
and the two slayers then double teamed him. He had felt like he was flying,
the three of them dancing in perfect synchronization.
The problem with the perfect dance was that it had to come to an
end, and did so when both slayers plunged their Redwulfs home at the same
time. Buffy’s found its way into his chest, while Rebecca’s had pierced his
back. Spike’s eyes had widened at the feeling, he was certain that the tips
had met in the middle. The wounds had healed instantly; however, the sensation
was disconcerting.
Spike braced himself as he once again lifted his Redwulf and took
his place beside the other three. They cycled through the moves one more time
before finishing and heading home.
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Xander was trudging towards home when he saw Bo and the others heading
in from the training field, he quickly ducked out of sight as he watched Bo
leave the others at their door.
He had been carefully avoiding her over the past few days; Xander
sighed and rested his head against the tree beside him. He had found the last
few days exhausting, his head hurt and his heart hurt. Not only was he
overloaded with research, definitely not his strong point, but he’d had to
contend with Anya popping in and getting all snuggly with Giles. He supposed
he should be thankful that they spent every night at Anya’s place so he didn’t
have to hear them as well.
Xander had also noticed Rebecca’s watcher and his wife casting Giles
furtive glances, obviously wanting to speak to him in private. That’s why he
had taken a chance to escape for a few minutes.
“Penny for them”
Xander jumped and turned around to face Bo, she held her hand
towards him palm up, a penny lying in the center of her hand. He glanced back
towards where he had last seen her.
“Vamp remember, we tend to move pretty fast.”
“Yeah”
Bo lifted her hand higher, offering him the penny once more. Xander
picked it up with uncertain fingers turning it over before closing his hand
around it.
Bo started to walk towards the stream “So are you coming?”
He unfurled his hand and stared at the penny once more, before
clenching his fist back around it. “Yeah I’m coming.”
They reached the spot where they had sat that first day. Xander
fiddled with the penny in his hand not quite sure what he was doing. “I feel
old.” He sighed and leant back against the tree.
“I am old” Bo turned to face him legs crossed “Tell me.”
Suddenly Xander felt anger rise inside him “WHY DO YOU CARE?” he
shouted.
Bo merely stared back at him silently.
“I mean, you’re a demon” Xander jumped up and began to pace “Demons
are supposed to be the bad guy’s. There’s supposed to be a line, you’re
supposed to be able to tell.”
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Xander clenched his fists as the anger came spewing forward “It was
easy at first, humans good, demons bad. Then came Angel and it was all…he has
a soul…so we trust him. Then what happens? Bang oops souls gone so now he’s
the bad guy. And then it’s… ohh souls back…he’s a good guy again.”
“And don’t even get me started on Spike…he’s bad…then he’s helping,
but he’s still bad. He leaves then comes back, then leaves, then comes back.
He gets a chip so we can’t stake him ‘because he’s helpless, but he’s still the
bad guy. Then he’s the good guy…why…’cause he’s banging Buffy? All the
Summers women love him you know! Joyce, Dawn, Buffy.”
“Then there’s Anya.” The anger seemed to leave him in a rush when he
came to Anya. Xander flopped to the ground his voice thickening with emotion “It’s
only been a couple of months, how can she just forget about me like that?”
Bo waited for him to finish his rant “Xander, how long was Anya gone
for?”
Xander rubbed his eyes tiredly “A few months.”
“You know that she was here for some of that time, don’t you?”
He nodded silently.
“Anya was her for about six of your weeks.” Bo watched him quietly
as she waited for Xander to realize what she was saying. “So…”
Xander suddenly understood “So…time works differently here.”
“Anya was here for about 2 ½ Midian years.” Bo gently rubbed his
shoulders “It took her a long time to get over you Xander.”
For some reason that seemed to make Xander feel a little better. He
gave Bo a wry smile “So you…”
“Me.”
“A vamp hey?” Xander seemed uncertain “So have you…you know…umm”
“Eaten anybody!” Bo decided to be honest “Yes Xander I have killed,
not for over a hundred human years. But yes I’ve killed.”
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