One Last Reason
by zenithar
Chapter Two
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Author's Notes: As usual I must thank my good friend, Rebelrsr for making time in her day to go through this chapter (>.> there were a lot of comma mistakes and such) As to the normal kind of a/n's there's this - I need to make a little comment, might be just a tiny bit important. There is no Anya, or at the very least she didn't work with Willow to bring Vamp Willow to this reality, nor did Willow do it. The whos and whats will be answered, just not yet.
Author's Notes: GAH!! >< Ok, this is what happens when you dont preview your chapter or look at it after youve posted it. (stupid thing removed my vamp track lines) So I've now put the vamp track back in. / / denotes Takata singing, * * denotes vamp track.
She licked the remnants of the Slayer's blood from her lips as she breathed in its rich coppery scent. Letting her face revert to its human guise, the redhead heard the scuffing of boots on pavement. The sound was followed shortly by a voice filled with mock concern from behind her, "Someone hurt back here?" Willow dusted herself off and gazed at the still blonde at her feet.
"No, I think she thought it felt good," she said turning around to face three large ugly vampires. Their faces were already changed to show their true selves. Bruisers. Nothing more than that, and far below her notice. Unless...
"Well, I'm sure this won't feel good," the closest one said. Rushing forward, he swung a meaty fist at the shorter redhead's face.
Gracefully sliding to left, she let the fist pass through where she had stood. Before the big vamp could recover, Willow snatched his outstretched wrist in her cold grasp and pulled forward. Losing his balance, he started falling forward - only to have his fall halted by a solid boot dropkicking his head, causing him to nearly flip backward. His heavy body landed with a resounding thud; he didn't even twitch after hitting the ground.
Knowing he was out of the fight, Willow turned her attention to the two still standing vampires. Shocked by how easily the redhead had defeated their largest companion, they were a touch more cautious and started moving to opposite sides of her. The one on Willow's left picked up a length of chain, letting it rattle as he wrapped it around his forearm. The other drew a small knife from his boot. Willow just looked at the two with a bored expression on her face.
They attacked at the same time. The chain came hurtling at her; she blocked it with her left forearm and let it encircle the arm as she dropped into a crouch to avoid the knife being trust at her. Spinning, she let her leg sweep out; her shin connected with the knife-wielding vamp's legs, sending him sprawling while the chained vampire was pulled closer.
He realized that holding one end of a chain while its opposing end was connected to a redhead that was beating the shit out of 'colleagues' was probably not a wise decision. With this thought in mind, he frantically tried to untangle his arm from the chain. Unfortunately for him, he wasn't fast enough and found his face racing to meet said redhead's fist. Standing up, she dropped the chain next to the unconscious vampire and turned around to face the one she had tripped. He was scuttling backward trying to get away from Willow, paying no mind to the knife he had lost in his tumble.
"This is a mistake. We were sent to kill a human!" Fear made his voice shake and the words trip over each other.
The frightened vamp was noticeably shorter than Willow, and his blond, curly hair made him look young. Only his demonic face offered any reason for a normal human to be afraid of him. "Hmm," Willow hummed as she stepped closer to the downed vampire. Crouching so they were eye level, Willow tilted her head to the side and gave him a disturbing smile. "Who do you work for?" Her sweet voice dripping of hidden whispers of violence. Right after she asked her question, a slow drum beat was heard through the walls of Bronze.
The drum seemed to be the physical beat of the vampires last moments. "I-I don't know anything." The vampire was obviously trying to figure out who it would be worse to piss off — his current employer or the nice lady sitting right next to him. The sudden fist shooting out to hit him in between his legs helped sway him in choosing whose side to go with.
"Who do you work for?" Willow asked again in her sickly sweet voice.
Rolling before her in pain, the weaker vampire gasped out, "Wilkins, Mayor Wilkins."
Licking her lips, the redhead knew she was going to like it here. The vampires around here seemed weak, making her appear even stronger than she was in her old world. Grabbing a clump of blond hair, she forced the other vampire to face her. Asking one last time, she said, "Who do you work for?"
Understanding dawned in the thug's pain laden eyes. "You," he answered.
"Good." She gave him another disquieting smile. "Good boy," she complimented. Standing up, she walked back over to the dead Slayer. "Get your friends. We're going to make this world fun," she ordered as she bent down to brush a loose lock away from the pale face. As if that was some sort of signal, golden eyes shot open to meet green ones above.
A devious smile crept over the blonde's face as she leaned up to Willow's. Before capturing her sire's lips, she whispered, "Really fun." Buffy smashed her lips into the redhead's for a rough kiss.
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/Choices made in ignorance. Lead to aberrant twists of fate,/ Takata's flowing voice sang out through the club's speakers.
"You sure Buffy was supposed to be here before you?" Oz asked Xander.
"Yeah, positive," he answered. "She really wanted to say she was sorry to Will."
"Maybe she left to look in other places," Angel offered.
Willow was scanning the entrances while the guys talked about where Buffy might be. When Angel started to say something else, she caught sight of the familiar blonde. Waving to her, Willow got the rest of the Gang's attention. "Hey, there she is."
Buffy didn't catch sight of the Scoobies because her attention was more focused on the immediate people around her. A hungry smile was on her face as she peered at everyone. She started to move toward a nearby brunette when she was suddenly stopped by a pair of leather-clad arms encircling her waist from behind. The only thing the gang could see of the person belonging to those arms was that it was a girl with red hair who was covered in skin-tight leather. They saw her whisper something in Buffy's ear, and whatever it was caused her smile to widen. Turning around, she slipped her own arms around the girl's waist and planted a deep kiss on her lips.
All of the Scoobies' jaws were on the ground at the sight. Even Oz's usual stoic front was slightly cracked at the display. Willow's babble, too, seemed to be broken as chopped sentences fell from her mouth. "But she's dating... She's not..." Finally, she was able to form one coherent sentence. "Why is she sucking on that girl's face!?"
Takata's voice filled the silence as the Gang continued to stare in shock. /Pain looks for a vessel. Tracking footprints for a mate./
At last, the two broke their heated kiss. Feeling the pull of the dance floor, they made their way through the crowd of people. As the two passed through, the mass seemed to unconsciously part before them. The way Buffy brought the other girl behind kept her face hidden from the Gang.
Just as the two made it onto the floor, Takata's voice whispered out over the crowd, /And she goes... Dancing.../
The Gang continued to watch slack jawed as Buffy and her partner danced, if what they were doing could even be called dancing. The redhead slid a leg between the blonde's and wrapped her arms around the shorter girl's neck, pulling their bodies even closer. Riding the girl's thigh, Buffy threw her head back and let her right hand run up the leather-clad back and into the red locks. The other had a much better goal in mind. Moving in the opposite direction of its twin, its first destination was the leather-clad butt of the taller girl. After pinching it for a moment, she slid the hand between them and into the skin-tight pants.
Cupping the redhead's mound, Buffy leaned in and covered her partner's lips with her own, enjoying the way she moaned into her mouth. Keeping her hand where it was, she let her mouth leave a trail of kisses along the other's jaw line. Hearing Takata sing his next line, /Barometer is falling/, Buffy placed her mouth close to the redhead's ear and sang softly, *Rain in the desert.* She sang in perfect counter to Takata's voice. It almost sounded as though the words and tone were meant to be there, but there was no one singing other than Takata.
However, Angel's vampiric ears heard differently. He heard a female voice flowing from the speakers. Her mesmerizing sound whispered the very same words Buffy uttered. Angel's eyes caught the Slayer's lips moving to the words being sung by the woman. He knew something about the woman singing — she was a vampire, and he knew no living being should have been able to hear her.
To Angel, the whole world disappeared as he focused on the voice and the words Buffy's lips shaped. /Sun Rises Red,/ Takata's strong voice boomed out, only to be followed by the same enchanting and eerie voice, *Out of time, out of place.* Just like before, Buffy's lips formed the word the vampire sang.
Angel could only mumble out, "She can hear the vampire track," as he tried to figure out what it meant.
The song continued on with Takata's voice carrying a dangerous edge, /Troubles coming./ He was echoed by the haunting voice again, *Look at her go.*
When Buffy mimicked this line, a manic smile crept over her face as her eyes locked on Angel's. As they looked at each other, the old vampire felt a chill crawl up his spine. Suddenly, a large number of rough looking men entered the Bronze and moved unnoticed to all the exits. They glanced around to make sure no one was looking as they pulled out chains and locked the doors.
Then, in the song, the instruments and singing stopped. Into the silence Takata's well-known voice and the enchanting vampire sang out at the same time. /Dancing to dangerous music./ *The footprints of a ghost.*
As the chorus ended, the two on the dance floor separated. Not entirely, but they weren't in each other's pants any longer. Instead, their attention moved to a nearby blonde that was dressed in a tight mini-skirt and baby-t, leaving her midriff bare. At a nod from the redhead, Buffy slid up behind the girl, turning her back to the Gang, and began running her hands up and down the sides of the girl while grinding into her. The other blonde didn't even open her eyes when she felt the sudden attention; instead, she just went with it and moved with Buffy.
At the same time the Slayer moved so did her previous dance partner. However, she glided to the new blonde's front, pressing their chests together and reaching around to put her hands on Buffy's hips. Lifting her head, she looked past the blondes, letting her vision roam over the Gang. When her eyes settled on the other Willow, she felt her face split into a wide grin.
At first, they didn't recognize who they were looking at. But soon it registered, and they were once again at a loss for words. No one could fully understand what was going on: first Buffy came in, practically having sex with some unknown redhead and then they find out that she's Willow? And on top of that, Angel was still trying to figure out what the vamp tracks were about. Needless to say, confusion reigned.
Oz was the first to speak. "Um, Willow, you don't by any chance happen to have a twin sister that has a thing with Buffy, do you?"
"No, no, not one that I know of, at least," Willow said as she tried to figure out if what she was seeing was in fact real. Looking over the other Willow, she seemed like she was from another world - the tight leather contrasting with the fluffy sweater and loose jeans she herself was wearing. When their eyes connected, though, Willow realized that she and the other girl were one and the same. As she continued to look into the mirroring green eyes, she saw a change come over them. They slowly began to fill with golden flecks, ending with them a solid gold and a ravenous hunger behind them.
Author's notes: My next update plan is to get Truth's next chapter up. Granted it is causing me problems but I aim to get it done by next Saturday at the latest. (Truth is my Kim Possible fic over on ff.net if anyone is currious as to what the hell I'm talking about.)