Disclaimer: (I created Vic, parasidic demons)Buffy, Giles, Willow, Xander and Angel are owned by Joss Whedon(all hail he. )Mutant enemy co.. . 20th century FOX, yadda, yadda, yadda
Author's Notes: I left "The Substance of Evil" pretty much open ended, and it didn't xactly make me happy, So I wanted to add a real ending. So if you are reading this and get confused.. read the original "The Subsatnce of Evil".
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Part Three
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Willow was flung over her kidnapper's left shoulder.
"Let me Go!" Willow screamed, her eyelids filling up with tears.
She continuosly pounded on the back of her Kidnapper with her fists.
Flailing her slippers in his face.
"Quit it!" The assailint's voice mumbled out.
The overpowering figure with Willow flung over his shoulder ran through the darkly moonlit streets of Sunnydale.
The figure ran into an abandoned building, dropping Willow the second the doors are shut nehind him.
"You Blonde heade wench !You're Gonna!. ," The figure continued taking off his hood until he saw the face of who he was talking to.
Willow was confused.
"Wait a minute!You're not Blonde!You're a red head.. okay.. aburn haired," The figure let the words slip out of his mouth.
"What is this a joke?" Willow moved her head left and right. Looking at the dark damp area where she was placed, this wasn't a joke.
"No, I guess I got the wrong girl!Man This sucks," The figure began stomping the ground, throwing a hissy fit.
"I was looking for a blonde haired little cutie pie who kicked my ass. I mean you're cute yourself, but I don't think you can poke a hole through loosleaf," The figure stepped out of the shadow revealing his face.
"Buffy.. you mean?" Willow said out loud, then she smacked herself on the forehead.
"Yeah, Yeah!That's her name!!"The Teenage looking male said," Right after my host body exploded, that's the name I heard!"
"Willow, well that's not me.. eh heh heh heh," Willow gave out a fake laughter, as she got up and headed for the door.
"Not so Frigginarily Fast, Girlie!" The guy put his hand on Willow's shoulder.
"I'd like to introduce myself, since I've got a new body and such, you can call me Seth.. yeah, yeah, that's good fake name!I mean um.. it's my real name."
Willow grimaced , sat on the cold ground, stared up at "Seth". She could see a white substance trickle down his eyelid.
"Great," She quietly said to herself.
* * *
Xander and Buffy frantically ran down the street.
"Man I am Cold!." Xander yelled out.
"Did you even notice what you were wearing?" Buffy mumbled back, while tracing a white lining of ooze down the street, which completleystopped in the middle of nowhere.
Xander's face was extremley red,
Buffy saw him in his boxers.
Sure this is what he wanted all of this time, but not under these circumstances.
He wrapped the arms of his jacket around his waist, and it covered his lower half nicely.
"So did you see what took Willow?" Xander said shakingly.
"No, but I know what it was," Buffy frowned.
"Me too," Xander said with relection.
He then began to explain what he had been told by His dead pal,
Buffy was confused still.
After that, Buffy had an idea pop in her head.
"The white track, it stopped, but I know someone who an track a demon, like no one else!" Buffy's eyes lit up.
"Angel?" Xander said, his tone of voice was in envy.
"Angel!" Buffy's heart did a little flutter," C'mon let's get him!"
* * *
Angel sat in his chair, in his almost pitch black room. He had nothing to do tonight, He was bored out of mind. He had one hand on the edge of the arm of the chair, while he laid his face on the other hand, which clamped supported his head from falling.
"99 bottles of beer on the wall, 99 bottles of beer, if one of these bottles should happen to fall, 98 bottles of beer on the wall... ," Angel began to sing to tune.
The song was a great time killer.
He reached up to 76 when a furious knock on his door interrupted him.
He didn't get much visitors, he wondered who it could be.
"Oh geez, I hope it isn't that Jehovah's Witness guy again", He gumbled to him self.
He violently opened his door and looked at the two people in front of him.
"Buffy!" he yelled. "Xander," he mumbled.
Angel was glad to see anyone.
Angel then looked at Xander's state of dress, and put two and two together.
A pantsless Xander, and A pajama clothed Buffy heavily breathing at the front of his door.
"I'm not into that kinky stuff Buffy!" Angel's eyes were squinting.
"No, Angel, God.. . here's the story so far. ," Buffy told everything that had led up to that moment.
After Buffy had explained, Angel pointed Xander to his closet for some extra pants.
A few minuted passed and Xander came back out, decked in clothes that were exactly the same as what Angel was wearing at the moment.
"He's got 25 pairs of this outfit only in that closet!" Xander yelled fixing his collar.
"You look smooth , man", Angel told Xander.
All three left Angel's apartment, in search for Willow and the demon that took her.
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