Disclaimer:(Victor, and the Ooze belong to me)Buffy, Willow, Giles, Xander Sunnydale, and heck, everything else belongs to joss Whedon, 20th century fox, Mutant enemy co. yadda, yadda, yadda...
Authors notes: Stuff happens in this part .. WOW!
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Part Two
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The inside of the barren library, has been the dwelling grounds for the school's Librarian, Rupert Giles. God, did he love to get lost in his work, the only school job that didn't have him interact with other students. He loved the distinct quietness, he'd actually sometimes drop a pin on the floor just to hear it. The only times he'd be interrupted was when the world had needed some saving, he'd always drop whatever he would be doing to help the world of course.
This day he had nothing to do but read old prophecy books, to see if any new troubles would bring their ugly mugs towards sunnydale. But he had found nothing, absolutley nothing that would start trouble, since the Hellmouth had closed, he has been living the good life, the Giles life.
He turned his attention to the Local newspaper, which he had placed on a table , next to some crumpets and a steaming cup of cammomeile tea."Ahhhh", he relaxed himself.. his sigh of relief. Something caught his eye, he focused his attaention to a little article, that read "Teenage Male, found with internal organs turned into soup-like substance". Giles gave an unnerved grimace." That's not a very appealing title", he told himself. As he continued to read, Buffy and Willow quietly walked into the library. Without his knowledge of their apparent presence, Buffy tapped Giles on the back.
"Sweet virgin Mother!" Giles exclaimed, as he leaped out of chair. To the much amused Willow and Buffy.
"So, you okay there Mr. Jumpy?" Buffy quietly mentioned, trying to hide a smile.
"Don't.. Don't do that" Giles stuterred.
"Sorry"
"Nevermind my jumpiness.. read this Buffy" (Giles hands buffy the newspaper)
Buffy reads the article out loud...
"The body of 16 year old Timothy Mallid, was found near the Sunnydale cemetary last night. Police are baffled as what had happened to Tim, as one coroner put it," I have no idea what has happened to this guy, his internal organs seem to have been melted. His eyes burst, and out of every orifice of his body leaked out a slimy pea soup looking substance. He wasn't exposed to fire or anything, the body is intact, just all this leaking fluid from him.. it's really disturbing!"
Buffy's face expression totally went into disgusted mode. Willow curled her lip, and had made a mental image of the boy.
"That's really bad, awful and bad.. did I mention bad?" Willow said in an unnerved tone.
"Uh did you give me this to creep me out?" Buffy asked Giles.
"Not at all", Giles answered back," I just find it odd, I'm going to have to do research on it"
"Yay, vomit monsters!" Buffy lamented (Giles faces willow)
"Can you access autopsy files on this Tim Mallid boy?"
"Do I have to?" willow grinded her teeth.
"Be a good Hacker, help me out", Giles grinned.
Willow rolled her eyes and went straight to the nearest computer to work her magic decoding skills.
"What do I do?" Buffy asked aloud.. .
"Sit here and wait" Giles shouted , while he was rummaging throught he stacks of books.
Buffy frowned.
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Outside a pizzera Xander and Victor occupied a sidewalk table, to enjoy the air. Xander stared at his friend Victor from across the table .
"So where the hell did you vanish to man?" Xander asked.
"Well you, see", Victor continued.. squinting his eyes from the glairng sun," I was transfered to another school, in which no way I liked... spent a year there, hated it came back here..."
"That's strange..." picked up his drink to take a quick swig.
"Oh I also tried to commit suicide", Victor added.
Xander stopped himself from drinking.
"You what?" Xander was in utter distrought.
"It's too painful for me to bring up, I'm better now, that's all that matters", Victor muttered.
"I'm sorry man", Xander gave an endearing look.
"It's nothing", Victor mumbled.
Victor looked at his watch...
"Hey Xander", Victor interjected
"Yeah?" Xander muttered before continuing to drink his beverage.
"Nature calls dude.. I'll be back..." Victor, mentioned in a frantic pace..
"Go, man, and do the pee-pee dance on the way", Xander laughed as he mentioned it.
Victor made an erradic dance as he wandered into the pizzeria's bathroom.
Xander sat at his chair finishing his drink, and just letting the time slip by.
A few minutes later, A cloaked figure bolted out of the pizzeria, knocking Xander to the ground.
"What the Hell!?', Xander muttered.
Victor ran out of the pizzeria towards Xander.." Did you see that!?"Victor yelled.
"See it? The idiot ran over me!" Xander dusted himself of... And then Xander looked back towards the pizzeria's doors... Out walked a young man, who began to spurt inhuman fluids from every hole in his head.
"Oh my god." Victor's face was in shock.
"Holy..." Xander muttered.
The young man collapsed on the ground, as his eyes popped out of their sockets followed by a green milky substance... it poured from his ears, nose, mouth, and eye sockets. Xander was horrified at the sight.
Victor screamed towards passer bys on the street , and employees of the pizzeria," Call the cops for god's sake! Catch that guy, that guy who was running!" the young man's body kept shaking violently, until he just stopped moving,
A pool of substance just flowed through him... Xander just blankly stared...
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