Buffy SI (OP MC)

Reaching the catwalk I let go of Buffy's hand and signal her to go ahead and talk to Giles, she pauses though, bites her bottom lip and gives Willow's hand a light squeeze.

'Aww, how quaint female solidarity…I guess they are friends already, guess my interference earlier wasn't needed…'

"Willow, I'm about to open your eyes to the real world, the reason I ran away is because I saw Michelle get killed by a vampire, and also found out I was a Warlock."

Willow laughs but it doesn't reach her eyes. Her body trembles ever so slightly while her hand that I'm holding becomes clammy.

"Come on, Damon…you don't have to make things up!" Willow's trembling voice raises by a few octaves.

"I'm not joking Willow, when have I ever lied to you? Right now I need you to trust me." I murmur as softly as I can and still be heard by Willow with the ambient noise level of the bronze, while I make my left hand become surrounded by fire making Willow scream and try to put the flames out with her hands.

"Damon, your hand!" Willow cries out while trying to put the flames out, uncaring of the damage it is doing to her own hands, 'A little bit of pain should help Willow understand the realness of what I'm telling her.'

"Willow, stop the fire doesn't burn me…because it is produced by me." I murmur gently and extinguish the flames, 'I need a healing spell…' I internally groan as I look at Willow's blistered and burned hand, my spell book reacts to my thoughts and desires, because it rises out of my bag wrapped in a golden hue, it opens and flips pages to a page with a healing spell.

[Ent: pronounced Ento, heals most superficial wounds, burns, cuts, broken bones and puncture wounds.]

"Ento…" I murmur and push all of my desire to heal Willow's hands, completely, Willow gasps as a gentle green light encompasses her hands, it take all of a second for the blistered and burnt skin to be replaced with fresh pink-ish white skin that definitely needs a sun tanning to match her already fair white skin tone.

"Ho-Th-this is too much!" Willow turns around and bolts down the stairs, I suddenly feel…a strange sense of loss, a holdover from my predecessor's feelings…and I realize this is why he ran away. He was afraid of how Willow would see him if she ever learned the truth about him being a freak.

Buffy comes up behind me and rests her hand on my shoulder, "Come on, a morbidly out of style Vamp left following Willow." Buffy leans in and says to me, making me turn to her and nod.

I turn my head slightly meeting Buffy's blue eyes and nod, both of us take off down the steps of the catwalk side by side.

My book of magic is already floating in the air at eye level with me and turning its pages stopping on a singular page which shows me a tracking spell.

[Tsuiseki: Tāgetto o tsuiseki suru, This spell is used to track a target or multiple targets, has a range of two thousand miles in any direction.]

"Whoa…that's cool…" Buffy murmurs and if I wasn't stuck feeling my predecessor's emotions and worrying about Willow, I probably would have said something like if you think that's cool I'm going to blow your mind.

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I can't believe this, magic! Magic is impossible…vampires are just stories.

"Hey, good lookin, want to go get a frosty…with me?" A handsome guy in a black leather jacket, wearing a gold shirt with red diamond shapes on it, asks me, I look up into his eyes and suddenly feel a strange compulsion to stay quiet and follow him.

I find myself nodding yes even though I don't want to, he takes my arm just above my elbow and starts guiding me towards, one of twelve cemeteries that Sunnydale has.

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A compass like object that is shaped like a flat trapezohedron shape, with three arrows in the center of it all pointing in the same general direction, following the main needle of the tracking spell the two other needles acting like more exact/narrowing guides Buffy keeps sending furtive glances towards me as I run at full speed, yet I don't break a sweat or start struggling to breath.

Buffy and I make it through the cemetery only having to dust three baby vampires before she and I reach a crypt…the crypt from the show where her initial showdown with the Master's number one lackey took place in the show.

"Ahh!" I hear Willow scream and charge into the crypt, with Buffy behind me. Buffy's snarky banter, which I found amusing in the show, is now annoying as I fire a bolt of lightning at the guy in the leather jacket.

'Damn…Darla is sexy…'

"Who, the hell are you?!" Darla screams at me in fear.

"As your friend may have just found out…I'm a warlock." I grunt out as Darla charges me and I catch her by her throat.

"Thomas was young and stupid…" her voice struggles to come out, "Buffy, get Willow and…Xander out of here!"

'Why the fuck is Xander here instead of Jesse?!' my attention shift back to Darla as her hand punches a hole through my chest, I look down while feeling a pain I can't quite put into words, when Darla rips my still beating heart out of my chest…and I still don't go down but feel a burning sensation on my arm from where the charms are, the hole in my chest seals up.

Darla looks at me well and truly terrified as she drops my heart, the Master's boyfriend comes up from behind Buffy and I and grabs Buffy from behind and tosses her into my back causing my grip on Darla's throat to slip.

Buffy and I fight him together as he gets all preachy about humans being a plague of boils and rivers of blood flowing, I choose not to use lightning or fire in worry of friendly fire, just as Buffy is about to deal the killing blow, we hear Willow crying for help.

Buffy and I look to one another and take off running I throw a fireball over my shoulder and hear a scream coming from the crypt but I don't look back, finding Willow on the ground uselessly pounding her hands on a vampire's back, Xander's long gone I grab the vampire pull him off of Willow hold him in the air and pump thousands upon thousands of bolts of electricity into him, smoke/steam rises off the vampire as he screams in agony, until there is nothing but a charred skeleton that turns to ash.

Looking behind me I see Buffy looking at me with a complicated expression on her face while Willow's back rests against her inner thigh.

"I can't track Xander…but Willow needs to be taken somewhere safe and be healed…"

"You take Willow, I'll look for Xander." Buffy says to me easily and I nod in acceptance, if I'm not mistaken there is a little bit of relief in her eyes when I accept her lead.

Picking Willow up in a princess carry, and the girl snuggles against me, nuzzling her face into the crook of my neck.

Running back to the bronze, I lay Willow down across the front seat, and use tk to lift her upper body enough for me to slide in behind the wheel and set her down in my lap.

"Willow, do you want to go home?" I ask Willow gently, and she shakes her head no.

"I wanna stay with my Damon." Willow murmurs sleepily making me chuckle and caress her hair.

"Okay." I murmur and begin driving to the Motor Inn.