Unknown Passions: Fan Fiction
The Chosen One Chapter 16
"Wait your the scoobies?" Luis asked.
"According to Spike." Xandar replied. "Giles what did you find out?" Xandar turned back to the old man.
"They are going to create another hellmouth. With Theresa and the seventh sons, first son of Sam as the sacfrices." he replied.
"There's some other kind of ritual. Something to make her the last." Willow groggily stated.
"Is that possible?" Xandar questioned.
"Yes it's possible, that's why they are performing the ritual." Spike innruptued.
"Make her the last what. And why is Theresa going to be a sacrfice?" Luis yelled.
Everyone went silent.
"I want answers now. Or you are all under arrest." the outraged police officer threatened.
Willow slowly walked up right infront of Luis.
She stared straight into his eyes.
To his soul.
'Theresa is in danger. You will never choose to understand. Please let us save her.' Willow's thoughts were transfered over to Luis.
He heard them.
There was a look of shock and bisbelief on his face.
"What are you?" Luis demanded.
"A witch." she looked him straight in the eye.
His rage was building.
His eyes were boiling.
"Theresa." Willow whispered just loud enough for him to hear.
The look in his eyes became a mellow blue.
Calm.
Caring.
Loving.
They would need him.
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"Another hellmouth Tim-Tim. What a wonderful President's Day gift." Tabitha was in a good mood.
Good wasn't even the word to describe it.
More like happy.
Some might even say gleeful.
"What's a hellmouth Tabby?" Timmy asked.
"I doorway from hell to Earth." Tabitha went over to her living doll.
"Timmy don't like the idea of a hellmouth." Timmy replied.
"Relax Tim-Tim. It wouldn't effect us. Only those helpless humans." she smiled.
"What about Charity?" Timmy asked.
"She's on our side. Remember?" Tabitha's mood went down.
"Timmy forgot."
"And with Theresa out of the way, this town doesn't stand a chance." Tabitha added.
"Timmy not so sure Theresa's gone yet." Timmy spoke in third person.
"And Tabitha's sure Timmy is wrong. There is no way they would let her stay alive that long." Tabitha replied.
"Timmy not so sure."
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'You can't do it Buffy. She has to find out on her own. She has to believe on her own.'
Spirit Buffy stood before a group of two strange greek like figures.
'Are you the Powers the Be?' Buffy asked.
'Why does it truely matter who we are?' they were so calm and peaceful.
'All that matters is what you did.' the male spoke.
'What did I do?' Buffy already knew the answer.
'You know.' the female told Buffy with a stern look.
'I had to help.' Buffy whispered.
'The only two things a slayer needs is an open mind and a herself.' the male shotback.
Buffy was silent.
'Remember how long it took you to learn that? Remember when you learned that?' the female questioned in a soothing voice.
'Angelous' was all she said.
'So you remember.' the female spoke.
Buffy lowered her head.
'Let the new one find out for herself. Let her find out her gift. Her power. Let her use it. To fight. For peace. Justice. The world we know. She won't be able to run much longer. She's alomst backed into the corner. But don't guide her. Let her guide herself. Like you and Faith both did. Like all before you did. Like all after you will. Don't ruin this opportunity for her. This one opportunity will allow her life to grow in unexpected ways. But don't guide her. Protect her, yes. Guide her, no. She is following after you. Let her have that honor.' the male had such passion in his voice.
'What type of postive honor and opprounity comes with being a slayer?' Buffy asked.
'Saving innocent lives. Helping others. Class Protector' the female responded.
'H-how did you-' she was cut off.
'We see all. We overlook all. Observe all.' the male greek spoke once again.
'Now leave. You are no longer needed.' the female summoned Buffy away.
As soon as that, she was pulled away from the palace back to her job.
Not slaying.
Protecting.
