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SuperSlayerVille: Season Two 6b/11 
12th-Feb-2010 12:19 am
SuperSlayerVille Season One
Title: SuperSlayerVille: Season Two
Sequel to: SuperSlayerVille: InterSeason
Pairings: Chloe/Angel(us), some Dean/Cordelia, slight Buffy/Giles, Chloe/Spike, Chloe/Sam
Fandoms: Smallville/Buffy/Supernatural
Overall Rating: M
Disclaimer: I don't own the series mentioned
Summary: Chloe is back in Sunnydale, and so are the baddies...especially the remaining members of Angelus' family, Dru and Spike...with whom Chloe has a connection she doesn't even know of. Living on a Hellmouth isn't easy.
Written for my Paranormal25 150: Prompt Table. #146: Hellmouth.




"Hello?"

Buffy held the receiver tighter at the sound of his voice. "Giles, it's me."

He exhaled. "Buffy, u-unless this is an emergency, I'll see you on Monday."

She frowned. He was trying to cut her out again. "What's the Mark of Eyghon?" There was silence. "Giles?"

Besides her, Ethan snorted in wry amusement. "Cat got his tongue?"

She glared at him before speaking into the receiver once more. "I'm in your office with someone who claims to be an old friend of yours. Ethan Rayne?"

"He's there with you?" Giles sounded urgent. "Listen, Buffy, you're...you're in grave danger while Ethan's there. I want you to put the phone down and get out of the library as soon as possible."

"I'm not going anywhere until you give me some answers!" Buffy snapped, done with this whole situation, but before she could open her mouth again to let him have it, a man came crashing through the window in Giles' office...eyes flashing yellow.

Ethan stepped behind Buffy and held her in front of him, causing her to drop the phone.

The man with the glowing yellow eyes came out of Giles' office like a zombie, and straight for Buffy. She kicked him in the chest and rolled over the counter only for him to come through the door and at her again.

Ethan climbed over the counter too.

"Ethan!" The admittedly dead looking man moaned.

Dean came in, followed by the others, obviously having heard the noise.

As Sam rushed to try and help Buffy, Dean pushed Ethan up against the counter but got pushed aside.

The doors were held wide open by the women, and when Ethan tried to make his escape passed them Cordelia kneed him in the crotch.

He collapsed.

Dean looked up at Cordelia in awe and slight intimidation.

While Sam tried to restrain the dead guy from behind, Buffy looked around her and spotted the open cage door. Together she and Sam forced the man/creature/thing inside and locked it.

She then turned to Ethan, who was still lying on the floor, withering in agony.

Fury and terror filled Giles' soul all the way towards the school. He'd tried staying away from Buffy, tried to keep her safe...but he should have known that that girl would somehow found a way to get herself in the thick of things. Now she was in danger, and she was with Ethan, and she needed him to be there with her! He wouldn't never forgive himself if something happened to her and it was his fault. Buffy was...Buffy was...Buffy was the oddest Slayer he'd ever met, completely disregarded the rules and everything he'd been taught to value as a Watcher, and yet he couldn't be prouder of someone as he was of her. And somehow, somehow she'd gotten under his skin, his Ripper persona giving a little peek back out into the world whenever she was in danger.

Like with the Catherine Madison situation...or the Halloween situation...and now this one.

If Ethan had gotten Buffy hurt Giles was going to kill him.

Barging into the library, murderous intentions in his every move, he looked up, seeing everyone there. "Is everyone alright?"

Ethan was sitting on a chair at the table being watcher by Buffy, who was fine and okay and smiling at him.

"Super!" Cordelia announced, seeming proud of herself. "I kicked a guy!" She pointed to Ethan.

"Good girl." Giles patted her shoulder as he walked passed her, heading to Buffy, looking her over, placing his hands on her shoulders and wincing when he saw the slight bruise on her cheek. "Are you okay?"

She seemed surprised before ducking her head for a moment and then looking up at him with the most beautiful smile he'd ever seen. "I'm great."

He smiled at her before turning to the others. "What are you all doing here?"

"Deadguy here interrupted our tutorial." Sam explained.

Dean turned to the 'deadboy' in question, from where he was locked in the cage. "Been meaning to thank you for that."

Giles turned and watched in horror as Philip's body jumped at Dean, the cage keeping him from tearing at the boy. "It can't be."

"Yes it can." Ethan finally spoke, causing Giles to finally turn towards him. "Hello, Ripper."

Giles restrained every killing desire in his body. "I thought I told you to leave town."

"You did. I didn't." Ethan winced when Giles took a step towards him. "Shop's lease is paid till the end of the month."

"Uh," Cordelia leaned towards Dean. "Why did he call him Ripper?"

Dean shrugged.

Giles grabbed Ethan by the hair on the back of his neck and lifted him out of his chair. "You should've left when I told you."

Cordelia's eyes went wide in understanding. "Ohhhh."

"Giles?!" Buffy gasped in surprise.

Giles winced, realizing that she was seeing a glimpse of a side of him that he'd never wanted her to.

His glare darkened on Ethan, the blame for everything lying on his shoulders. "You put these people in danger. The people I care about."

"If you cared so much about them, why didn't you leave town?" Ethan pushed Giles' arm away. "You've been having the dreams, I know. I have. We both know what's coming."

"What dreams?" Buffy placed a hand on Giles' arm. "What's going on?"

Something of the fury in Giles calmed at her gentle touch.

"Tell her, Ripper." Ethan taunted.

"Giles?" Buffy whispered.

Giles turned to Buffy, opening his mouth, unable to bare that tone in her voice.

Suddenly Philip broke the cage door and threw it open into Buffy, knocking her out as Dean quickly moved away and pushed Cordelia with him to safety.

"Buffy!" Giles cried out in horror as he scrambled to her air.

Sam got in between Ethan and Philip, kicking him in the chest three times, forcing him back against the cage. Philip slid down to the floor, but got back up and came for Sam again, but before he could reach Sam, his eyes went wide and he began to convulse before he collapsed to the floor next to Buffy, disintegrating into a puddle of slime before their very eyes, spreading out.

Everyone stared.

"Now there's something you don't see everyday." Dean exclaimed, running a hand over his head.

"I'm gonna be in therapy till I'm thirty." Cordelia bemoaned from his side, holding onto his shirt without even seeming to realize what she was doing.

Sam looked around. "Where's Ethan?"

The little rodent had ran off in the chaos.

Giles looked up and growled at the thought of Ethan escaping while Buffy lay unconscious, thus not noticing the slime oozing its way to Buffy, making contact with her hand.

Suddenly Buffy took in a deep breath, regaining consciousness, eyes flying open and gazing up at him.

Giles looked down at her, worried, hesitating a second before reaching down and tenderly removing a strand of hair out of her face. "Are you alright, Buffy?"

"Ow." She flinched, cradling her head in her hand as she tried to sit up.

"Careful!" Giles reached forwards, arms going around the unsteady Slayer, drawing her into his chest.

Buffy groaned in pain.

"Can you stand?" Giles asked, helping her up slowly.

"I---."

He didn't wait for her to answer, picking her up into his arms.

"This is what happens when you have school on Saturday." Cordelia told Dean before realizing that she was holding onto his shirt and let go as if burnt.

Dean, who'd realized it the same time she had, was giving her a smug grin.

Buffy leaned into Giles, closing her eyes.

That was why he never saw the way they flashed yellow like a cat before her lids closed shut.

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"We haven't done this since you were a kid." Gabe laughed as they continued to tear the bag of bread they'd brought with them into pieces and feed it to the many ducks and geese of the small pond in the park. "I remember how we used to do this before your mom left." He sighed. "We stopped doing a lot of things after your mom left, huh?"

"Dad, you're a great parent." Chloe leaned her head against his shoulder, trying to fight the weird feeling in the pit of her stomach, as if something was wrong. "I didn't miss having a mother because I had you, and you loved me enough for two parents."

"I'm glad you think so." He smiled down at her.

She smiled up at him, pushing away the feeling, unwilling to give up this moment with her father for the hellmouth.

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Dean went over to the others as soon as he saw Giles lay Buffy out on the backseat of his car, get into the front seat, and drive away. Ethan had escaped, Buffy was hurt, Giles was all closed lips, not wanting to tell them anything about anything, and Chloe's phone was off, which meant that they were going to have to get to the bottom of this by themselves.

"We have work to do." Dean announced, looking at his troops. "Sam, I want you to find out anything and everything you can about the Mark of Eyghon."

"I'll try the 'Net, but 'Mark of Eyghon' sounds like Giles and his books sorta deal." Sam warned.

"Then we hit the books." Dean replied.

Sam nodded and got up, heading up into the stacks.

"Jenny, dig through some of Giles' personal files and see what you can find." Dean continued issuing out commands.

"Okay." Jenny nodded, going towards Giles' office.

Cordelia hopped off of the counter and smiled at Dean.

He looked at her warily. "What?"

"You pushed me out of the way and shielded me with your body." She informed him.

He looked away. "Don't know what you're talking about. I was trying to get to safety and you were in my way."

She chuckled. "If you say so." And with that she turned to follow after Jenny and help her snoop through Giles' personal things.

Dean watched her go before sighing and taking in a deep breath, calling himself a hundred ugly names and wondering, for the millionth time, why he could never just say or do what he really wanted to when it came to Cordelia Chase.

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"Thanks for bringing me here." Buffy smiled tiredly and with a hint of pain as she laid down on his sofa. "I don't think I could explain this away to my mom so easily."

Giles hesitated a second before walking around the couch and sitting down next to her. "Buffy...I'm so very sorry about all of this." He sighed, lowered his head and taking off his glasses. "I never meant for you to be involved in any of this. I tried so hard to..."

"Giles...you can't always protect me." She whispered. "You know that."

"I know you're strong, Buffy." He sighed. "But you're still so young. I know you think I push you too hard, but I worry that if you die because I've been slack in your training..."

"No one's ever completely safe in this world, Giles." Buffy reached up and surprised him by stroking his cheek. "Don't you know that by now?"

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"Aha!" Sam announced, causing everyone to turn and look at him. "It's not Egyptian, it's Etruscan" he went over to Dean with his book "mistaken for Egyptian by the design pattern, but any fool can see it predates their iconology. Look, the Mark of Eyghon, worn by his initiates. 'Eyghon, also called the Sleepwalker, can only exist in this reality by possessing an unconscious host. Temporary possession imbues the host with a euphoric feeling of power.'"

"Yeah," Dean frowned. "But what about non-temporary?"

Sam continued reading. "Unless the proper rituals are observed, the possession is permanent, and Eyghon will be born from within the host."

"I'm guessing ewwww." Cordelia decided.

"Listen to this." Sam frowned. "Once called, Eyghon can also take possession of the dead, but its demonic energy soon disintegrates the host, and it must jump to the nearest dead or unconscious person to continue living."

Jenny frowned. "I still don't get what this has to do with Rupert."

"I don't know about Giles," Sam looked up from the book. "But ancient sects used to induce possession for bacchanals and orgies."

"Okay!" Cordelia made a face. "Giles and orgies...coulda lived without ever combining those two in my head."

Jenny looked amused.

"I just don't get something though." Cordelia suddenly pouted. "The dead guy's all puddly now."

"What's not to get?" Dean asked, confused.

"So the demon's gone?" Cordelia asked, turning towards him. "There was no one dead to jump into. I mean, we're all not dead, right? Then why did that Ethan guy run away and why is Giles still all angsty and caffeinated?"

Sam suddenly went still. "No one's dead..."

Dean's eyes widened as he realized what his brother had only seconds before. "But Buffy was unconscious."

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As Giles tarried in the kitchen making tea, Buffy looked around the apartment and smirked as she went to the phone, yanking the cord from the wall.

"What was that?" Giles called from the kitchen.

Buffy quickly hid the cord. "What was what?"

"I thought I heard something." Giles responded curiously, coming out of the kitchen with the tea.

"I didn't." The Slayer responded, giving him her most innocent smile.

Seeing it, Giles seemed to be soothed somewhat and smiled back. "Here." He handed her a cup. "Drink that, and then I'll drive you home."

Buffy took the cup and drank a sip of the tea. "You could take me home." She then set the cup down. "Or you could take advantage of me in my weakened state."

"Uh....Buffy?" Giles's voice might have been a squeak as he put his own cup down and moved away slowly. "What are you...?"

"C'mon Giles..." She purred, hips rocking in a seductive motion as she slowly followed him, like a predator sure of a kill. "You can't tell me that I'm the only one who feels this bond between us. I'm the only one able to affect you, to change you in seconds from my sweet, mild-mannered Watcher to a furious warrior ready to destroy nations to insure my safety."

Giles gulped, continuing to back up. "W-w-w-watchers and s-s-slayers have a b-b-bond..."

"Bullshit." Buffy snorted. "Do you forget that in LA I had a Watcher before you? And I did care for him, its true, but it's nothing compared to what you and I have." She backed him up against the wall, pressing herself into him, head tilted back. "Or are you saying you'd feel the same way for any other Slayer as you do for me?"

Giles' eyes widened in shock...as if...as if he hadn't thought of any of this before.

She purred in delight.

"B-B-Buffy...." His voice was cracking. "I---m-m-maybe there might be s-some truth in what y-y-you're saying, but n-now isn't the right time."

"Oh, there's never been a better time." Buffy contradicted, reaching up and tracing his lips with her finger.

His breathing accelerated before he pushed her away. "It's not right. I would be taking advantage. You're too young and impressionable and I care too much for you to ever do something like that to you in these contexts!"

Buffy looked like she was going to press the issue, and then she growled and rolled her eyes. "God, you just don't change, do you?"

"What?" Giles frowned, confused.

"Its not right, it wouldn't be proper, people might get hurt." Buffy mocked him, pacing the floor furiously before turning to him. "You're like a woman, Ripper. You cry at every funeral. You never had the strength for me. You don't deserve me." Her voice lowered to a whisper. "But guess what? You've got me." She took his head and spoke in a deep male voice. "Under your skin." Grabbing his hair, she lifted jerked his head down and kissed him roughly, and when she'd pulled back she had started the transformation into Eyghon. "Was it good for you?" She smashed his head into the wall. "Aw, you never had the stomach. But that's okay. 'Cause I'm about to rip it out!"

She pulled back and he collapsed to his knees, blown and disoriented by the blow.

Buffy/Eyghon smirked and went to finish it when the door was kicked open and Dean entered, rushing towards her as Sam followed, and Jenny and Cordelia rushed to Giles.

It took both Dean and Sam together to be able to keep up with the possessed Slayer, both attacking fiercely and rapidly, knowing their best bet would be to somehow knock her unconscious again. And they seemed to be gaining in the fight, but then Buffy/Eyghon laughed and ran, diving through the window, escaping.

Dean and Sam exchanged looks before turning to look at Giles, where Jenny was crouched down besides him and Cordelia was leaving yet another voicemail on Chloe's answering machine.

"Are you alright?" Jenny asked Giles.

"Buffy!" Giles seemed to be lost in his own nightmare. "Oh, God!"

"Giles, how do we stop this?" Sam asked, coming up towards them.

"Oh God." Giles whispered in horror. "What have I done?"

"Talk to us, Giles!" Dean reached his brother's side. "You're starting to freak us out!"

"I'm sorry." He whispered, finally looking at them.

"Don't be sorry Rupert." Jenny sighed, placing a hand on his shoulder.

"What's all the depression about anyway?" Cordelia wanted to know. "You all fight monsters. It's what you do. They show up, they scare us, you all beat them up or hurt their feelings and they go away. This isn't any different."

"This time it's Buffy." Dean responded, not looking at her.

"Exactly. And if it had been any of you losers she wouldn't be all emo." Cordelia responded with a snort. "She'd be be grilling Giles on what was going on and how to kill it."

"This thing is different." Giles spoke in a dead tone.

"Because you don't know how to stop it?" Jenny asked.

His eyes darkened in anger. "Because I created it!"

There was silence.

Then Cordelia broke it. "Okay, rewind, stop, and replay."

"I was twenty-one, studying history at Oxford." Giles sighed, leaning back against the wall, not bothering to get up. "And, of course, the occult by night. I hated it. The tedious grind of study, the...overwhelming pressure of my destiny. I dropped out, I went to London..." He exhaled. "I fell in with the worst crowd that would have me. We practiced magicks. Small stuff for pleasure or gain. And Ethan and I discovered something...bigger."

"Eyghon." Sam guessed.

"Yes." The Watcher nodded. "One of us would...um...go into a deep sleep, and the other would, uh, summon him. It was an extraordinary high...God, we were fools."

"You couldn't control it." Jenny sighed.

"One of us, Randall, he lost control." Giles closed his eyes. "Eyghon took him whole. We tried to exorcise the demon from Randall but it killed him. No. We killed him. We thought we were free of the demon after that, but now he's back, and one by one he will kill us all."

"Who's still alive out of your group?" Dean's eyes narrowed.

"Just Ethan and I." Giles sighed, bringing his hands to his face. "I spent the nice trying to get into contact with the others. They all died. Recently, each a couple of days after the other."

"It's going to go for Ethan than." Dean stood, turning to Sam. "You stay here and keep an eye on Giles in case it decides to turn back. I'm going to go find the rodent."

"I don't know how to stop it without killing Buffy." Giles whispered.

"We'll figure something out." Dean promised.

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Chloe smiled as she sat down and ate ice cream outside the new ice cream parlor, listening to her father talk about his job and how they were sending him off for a conference in New York for a week, and she knew that he was doing his best to try and convince her to skip school (and thus Slaying duties) and go with him for the week, but she wasn't backing down, and from the sigh he let out she realized that he was giving in and admitting defeat. While it was a little annoying at how much he tried to 'subtly' protect her like this, she smiled, knowing that he was only like this because he loved her and wanted her safe. It was, it was amazing to be able to talk to her father about what was going on in her life, not have to lie to him (well, about everything at least) and while he still fought and complained and worried about her safety, he was slowly getting used to the idea that this was his daughter, and that she probably would never have the white picket-fence dream he'd had for her.

She frowned when she saw Dean racing passed them, going as fast as he could, face determined and dark.

Gabe frowned. "Was that...Dean?"

"Yes." Chloe nodded. "I wonder...what's going on."

"You don't think it's anything...work related...do you?" Her father asked, eyes narrowed, still looking down where Dean had disappeared to.

"No...I...I don't think so." Chloe frowned. "They would have called me if it were."

And yet, and yet she couldn't help turning in her seat and looking in the direction that Dean had disappeared to, that uneasy feeling she'd had in the pit of her stomach all day growing only stronger.

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"Ethan?" Dean called, entering the costume shop and closing the door behind him. "Ethan?" He looked around. "Giles told us everything. Look, it's coming for you."

"And you came to protect me?" Ethan snorted, appearing from where he'd been cowering behind the counter. "I'm touched.

"Don't worry, it's nothing personal." Dean sneered. "To protect English we have to protect you."

"How does Ripper inspire such goodness?" Ethan asked, seeming truly curious.

"'Cause he's Giles." Dean shrugged.

"And I'm not." Ethan announced. "Still, lucky me."

"Hmmm. Lucky you." Dean looked around, wondering if they had time to get to where the others were or if Eyghon/Buffy were on the way.

"Well, we can't run. Eyghon will find us." Ethan pulled up his sleeve and showed his tattoo. "This mark's like a homing beacon."

"Not much into running anyway." Dean replied, wondering just how safe this building was and if they could fortify it somehow. "I prefer a smack down."

"Aren't we manly?"

"One of us is." The teenager snorted before finally turning to face Ethan. "You're going to hide until this is all over."

"Excellent plan."

"Is there a way out through the back?" Dean wanted to know, a bit disgusted by the rodent.

"Uh, there's a back door."

"Good, we can go out through there and meet the others at the school." Dean moved to go first and lead the way, never noticing Ethan reaching for a mannequin arm before the small man hit him with it, knocking him out.

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Finishing her ice cream uneasily, Chloe finally couldn't take it anymore, reaching for her pocket and pulling out her cellular, about to call Sam to find out if he knew what was going on...when she realized her phone was dead. Her battery must have died early on into her day out with her father.

Cursing herself for not listening to the pull of the Hellmouth, Chloe stood. "Dad I---."

He put up his hands, grinning at her. "Get out of here already."

She smiled and reached over, pressing a kiss to his cheek. "You're the greatest." And with that she took off in the direction Dean had headed in, not knowing where he was or where he was going, but instead following the tug of the Hellmouth.

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In his shop, Ethan hummed as he worked.

Dean was lying face down on a table with his arms tied together underneath as he woke up.

"Wakey, wakey." Ethan chimed quite chirpily. "You're missing all the fun."

"What fun?" Dean groaned, head killing him.

"Your initiation." Ethan replied as he set down a tray of tattooing instruments.

"You know what?" Dean struggled against his bounds. "I'm not real interested in joining your club."

"Too late. I already voted you in." Ethan chuckled. "Y'know, I hope you're not taking this personally. I actually kinda like you. It's just, it's just that I like myself a whole lot more." He paused. "Think of it karmically, this is, this is really big for your soul."

Dean continued to struggle.

"You know, taking my place with the demon, giving so that others may live." Ethan prompted.

"I'm going to kill you when I get free." Dean promised. "Will that blow the whole karma thing?"

"Sweet child." Ethan laughed, picking up the tattoo ink and needle. "Now, this may sting a little just at first. But don't worry, that'll go away once the searing pain kicks in." He leaned over the struggling teenager to behind his work. "You can go ahead and scream if you like."

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Giles probably would have gone after Dean in the Buffy-search if it weren't for the fact that as soon as they got to the school he'd fainted. Apparently the blow Buffy had given him when she'd bashed his head into the wall had been worse than he'd let on. Jenny and Sam had laid Giles down on the floor in his office, and then the three of them congregated outside of it.

"Okay, we've done the research." Sam turned to the two females. "Now we just have to figure out how to use it."

"Why don't we find it another dead body for the demon to jump into?"

"Yes! At the cemetery!" Cordelia agreed.

"Well, that won't kill the demon. It'll only give it a change of scenery." Suddenly something clicked in Sam's mind. "I've got it!"

He ran for the phone.

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Ethan pulled back, admiring the tattoo he'd finished on the back of Dean's neck. "Hmm. I think I missed my calling as an artist."

"Eyghon is the least of your worries now." Dean growled. "Because I'm going to kill you when I get loose."

Ethan, sleeves rolled up, picked up a bottle of sulfuric acid.

Dean hissed when he saw it. "I'm going to castrate you, and then kill you."

"Oooh, promises promises." Ethan snorted. "Now relax. I'm finished with you. This is for me."

Dean glared at Ethan, and in his struggles he found an exposed screw on the underside of the table, beginning to scrape his rope against it.

Ethan steeled himself for the burn of the acid, slowly pouring it onto his Mark of Eyghon tattoo.

Dean looked at him as if her were insane.

Ethan did his best not to scream but let out a few grunts of pain.

Dean, using this distraction, put more effort into scraping the rope against the screw.

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Chloe followed the anomaly in the Hellmouth energy, using it to trek her way through the maze of buildings and roads, stopping when she saw Buffy walking towards Ethan's store, where they'd gotten their costumes...but there was something terribly wrong with Buffy. She was walking oddly, her face a mixture of two different faces.

Clenching her fists, Chloe called out to it. "Hey you!"

Buffy turned towards the sound of her voice, body blending in with the shadows as the sun set on the horizon.

"I take one day off, one day, and you get possessed?" Chloe shook her head in disbelief at her best friend.

"You are...Chloe..." The voice was deep, hesitating and unsure, as if shifting through memories, trying to find information on her.

"And you are not supposed to be in there." She replied, frowning. "So get out of my best friend!"

"This...energy..." Buffy turned towards her, walking towards her, curious. "I've...can it be?"

Chloe went wary immediately, trying to close up all connection she had to the Hellmouth, to stop emitting that energy that seemed to attract everything evil and undesirable. "Stay back buddy."

"Don't you want your friend back?" Buffy's male, deep voice taunted.

Chloe went still. "What's the catch?"

Those feverish eyes glowed a pale, sickly yellow. "How's about a trade?"

Her eyes went wide. "You wanna body jump?"

"I like your energy better, hers....its fights me." Buffy's male voice grumbled. "It makes being in here...uncomfortable. But your energy..." Her hand went up to cup Chloe's face before bringing Buffy's face closer. "It's inviting."

Chloe's stomach went sick.

What exactly did it say about her that while everything about Buffy made possession uncomfortable, everything about her welcomed it?

But she didn't have the time to continue wondering this since Buffy head-bucked her with terrifying force, Chloe's knees buckling under her as everything went black.

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Buffy woke up with a groan, hand to her head. Things were hazy and the last thing she remembered was talking to Giles in the library before a pain in the back of her head and then...and then apparently she was in an alleyway, unconscious. Sitting up, she looked around her, confused. What exactly had happened since the library? And what was she doing out here?

Giles.

Buffy's eyes widened.

Despite the pain in her head, Buffy pushed on, hurrying out of the alleyway towards the first payphone she could find, fishing in her pockets for change before dialing the phone in Giles' office. "Come on...come on..." She whispered as it rang and rang, about to cut off, when suddenly it was answered.

"Hello?"

"Sam!" Buffy gasped, not knowing whether to be relieved or worried. "What happened? Why am I in an alley? Is Giles alright? What's going on?"

"Buffy?" Sam seemed shocked. "You're alright?...You're alright." His voice then went urgent. "Buffy! What do you remember? Is there anyone there with you?"

"I remember nothing. Just getting hit on the back of the head and---and then I awoke here."

"It's jumped." Sam whispered. "Buffy, you were possessed by a demon that jumps bodies into people who are unconscious. The demon wants to kill Ethan and Giles. Dean went to find Ethan at the Costume shop but I can't get in contact with him. The demon must have jumped your body into someone else's. I need you to go and check on Dean and---."

But he was talking to himself, as Buffy was already rushing away towards the store.

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It was dark night, and despite being alone and unarmed in the dark of Sunnydale's park, no bloodthirsty creature dared go near the blonde fallen on the ground, hugging herself tightly in the fetal position, body jerking and convulsing violently, eyes flashing green then gold then green then gold. Her face contorted, hers one second, a terrifying visage the other, screams and grunts and inhuman sounds of torture escaping her lips as her back arched to a nearly impossible degree.

Her body was thrown against a park bench, mouth opening wide in an inaudible scream, face going through a few more contortions when Eyghon suddenly appeared, momentarily gaining the upper hand. After a moment her face shifted back to normal, then back to Eyghon, then back to normal again.

She was thrown to the ground.

Her eyes were wide, her hands clawing at the air in front of her, green ooze trying to make its way out of her pores...only to be sucked back in.

"How pretty!" The dark haired vampire giggled and clapped as she watched the demon try desperately to leave its host, before being sucked right back in, its agony visible on the blonde's face. "Stars beneath the skin shining bright."

Her companion stood, amazed. "I hadn't realized that she was this strong yet."

"Every day the sun shines duller, colder, until it turns to ice." Drusilla began to sway as if to music, watching as explosions of green light began to show beneath the skin. "Devoured from within to fill the unending darkness. So hungry, the predator in the night."

The person in the shadows raised an eyebrow at her and shook his head, looking back at Chloe. "It's growing to an incredible degree. Already she's losing control of it, her body attracting energies and luring them before devouring it whole, consuming the energy, converting it into hers."

"Soon." Drusilla whispered to her mystery companion.

"Yeah." The person nodded. "Soon."

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"I can't believe Ethan tattooed you, got rid of his own tattoo, and left you bound and gagged to be killed by Eyghon while he skipped town." Sam growled as a now freed Dean, and Buffy met the others in the library.

Angel watched as Buffy went to sit next to Giles, who was still sleeping off the blow to his head. Angel had sensed no internal bleeding or anything wrong with him, but the Watcher needed to sleep.

Buffy sat down next to him and carefully lifted his head so that it was resting on her lap.

"We need to find out who it jumped to after it left Buffy, and why it didn't come after you." Sam told his brother. "I had Angel here because I was planning on forcing Eyghon to jump into him so his demon could fight it...but with this twist...well..."

"We need to find the new host, quickly." Jenny announced.

"It should come look for me and Giles. Shouldn't it?" Dean asked. "Considering that we're carrying the marks?"

"It should." Sam nodded. "We'll just have to keep you two here, and someone needs to go over to Chloe's and let her know what's going on."

"I'll do it." Angel replied. "I'm going there anyway."

Sam wouldn't look at him, but he nodded. "At least she had a good, peaceful saturday with her father."


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Standing up, Chloe began to brush herself off.

She looked up, smirking.

In the darkness, green eyes flashed gold.
Comments 
12th-Feb-2010 06:38 am (UTC)
Uh-oh! LMAO... excellent job on the chapter... I can't wait to see what Chloe does.
12th-Feb-2010 12:24 pm (UTC)
Thank you so very much! I enjoyed this one...which was good since the next two were a pain in the a$$ to write for some reason!
12th-Feb-2010 07:11 am (UTC)
Oh wow!!!

I just love all the twist and turns you're taking.

"Soon." Drusilla whispered to her mystery companion.

"Yeah." The person nodded. "Soon."


Who is this mystery dude??? Please don't let it be who I think it is!!!!
12th-Feb-2010 12:25 pm (UTC)
Of course, it all depends on who you think it is? lol. But I can't make any promises. It could very well be the person you think it is...but I wouldn't tell you until the reveal :D
12th-Feb-2010 07:37 am (UTC)
oh man what is chloe going to do now that she has that demon's power inside her as her own now ? loved the day between chloe and her dad . so moria is dead when and how did she die ? so dru knew that was going to happen to chloe huh and spike can not wait right ? PPMS
12th-Feb-2010 12:27 pm (UTC)
Well, the male with Dru isn't Spike. lol. Spike doesn't even know about this dude. :D And it was, touched in the first season, of how Moira, hopped up on her Meteor Power, went to Sunnydale to challenge the Master for his 'dibs' on controlling the earth (since world domination was in her plans as well) but that he easily killed her. The Master told Chloe this right before killing her. But the only one who knows this is Chloe, everyone else just thinks that Moira abandoned Chloe n Gabe.

Sorry for not making it clearer!
12th-Feb-2010 07:39 am (UTC)
i love it.... can't wait to see whats going on with chloe, she's not possessed, right?... did they merge somehow? ...can't wait!!!!!!!
12th-Feb-2010 12:28 pm (UTC)
Nope. she's not possessed, and its sorta like merging but not exactly.....
12th-Feb-2010 05:41 pm (UTC)
Chloe just keeps absorbing more and more energy from things. It's nice that Angel has started to really notice the differences and is seeking help from others. He of course seems to be the only one to really notice the extent in which she is changing. It will be interesting to see if Chloe actually changes personality wise or fights that which is inside her to remain...well...her.
12th-Feb-2010 06:57 pm (UTC)
You see...that's the main question....especially if I decide to do season three. But Angel is the closest person to her, gets to see aspects of her that the others don't so it makes sense that he's the primary one who notices things.
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