Vamp-Willow stood outside of Willow's house, grinning at Vamp-Xander. She'd seen the cars outside, known that this her parents in this reality were home. She wondered if they were still incompetent.
She raised a fist, knocked on the door. Sheila came and opened it. "Willow! What are you wearing?"
Vamp-Willow looked down at her outfit. "Nothing important."
"Come in here, young lady. We have a lot to talk about."
Vamp-Willow shyly smiled, stepping in through the door. She turned to close it. When she faced her mother again, she agreed.
"Yes. We do." Her mother gasped.
"Willow! What's--what's wrong with your face? I realize that the clothes are a typical adolescent rebellion, and not really surprising--"
"I'm gonna live forever. How's that for adolescent rebellion?" She smiled sweetly at Sheila.
"Willow!" Her mother raised her hand as though to slap her.
"Bored now." Vamp-Willow reached out her own hand and snapped Sheila's neck.
Ira came out from the kitchen. "Willow? Willow! What did you do to your mother? And what are you wearing? And why is there a cross in the bedroom? Explain yourself, young lady."
She walked over to him. "Don't wanna."
"Willow." His voice was shocked, and more than a little disappointed. Vamp-Willow looked at him. She wanted him to be afraid. But he probably wouldn't be, so...
"Still bored." She twisted his neck too, waiting until it made a juicy 'snap'.
Having heard that, she returned to the door. "Can you come in yet?"
"No. Probably because the other you is still alive."
"Oh." Vamp-Willow thought about that, then pouted.
"Don't worry." He smiled. "She'll let me in when she gets here." Vamp-Willow smiled at him in response. "Then we can scare her?"
"Yes. But let her live."
"I don't like Anyanka. I don't trust her. I want the Master back."
"Don't worry about it. We made a bargain. When we get to our reality, we'll call her to us--make her drag us all here. Bring Jesse back. And then we'll have some fun." He smiled at her through the door. Then they saw a figure approaching on the sidewalk.
"It's me," said Vamp-Willow, drawing back into the house.
Willow came up her driveway. "Willow?" She turned around.
"Xander. I thought you were going home."
"Changed my mind." He followed her up the steps. She opened the door. The house was dark...
"Willow?"
"Xander. Something's.... Not right."
"You want me to come in?"
"Yeah.... Sure." She turned back to the house, not catching Vamp-Xander's grin. He followed her in. She flicked on the light.... Then saw the bodies of her parents lying on the floor.
"Oh my God... Mom? Dad?" She stared at them.
"Yup."
"Xander, we need to get Buffy." She turned back to look at him, ready to cry--then it got worse. Her best friend went into vamp face. Her own best friend was a vampire, she'd invited him in, and her parents were dead.
"I think that's exactly what we don't need."
"Still bored...." It got worse. Willow turned around, gaping at the new person coming out from the darkness.
"You... You're me. But you can't be me."
"I am, though. Hey.... Look at me. I'm all cute and innocent."
Vamp-Xander smiled, moving to Vamp-Willow.
"Um.... My best friend's the Slayer! She'll kick your asses!"
"What, Buffy?" The other her rolled her eyes. "Please."
"Or... Or Faith will! Someone will!"
"Yeah, yeah." She heard a new voice behind her, one that she didn't recognize. She turned around and recognized the face.
"You... You're one of Cordelia's friends."
"Not really. I'm the one that created them. I need a temporal fold done, and heard that you were the one to do it. I need my necklace back. It's in their world. Do it."
Willow looked at the girl... Then at the other two, the vampires.... The vampire that was her.
"Okay." She swallowed hard. "You've got to let me go upstairs, though. That's where all of my spell stuff is."
"I'll come, too." Vamp-Xander came to follow her.
"Um..."
"Better let me, Willow."
"Okay." She turned to go up the stairs. When they got to her room, Vamp-Xander pulled her around and started to kiss her."
"No...." Willow struggled a little. "Oz...." She mumbled.
"Oz. He's a white hat." Vamp-Xander pulled himself away. "My little Will's got herself a white hat." He shook his head wonderingly.
"I'm going to do a spell. And then... Then you're going to leave me alone. Or... Or I'll make you! I'm a powerful wicca, mister!"
"Yeah... Or, you're just plain old Willow. With none of the vampire powers or leather."
She shook a little, then turned away, going into her room. She found the materials--a temporal fold wasn't too hard--and turned around. Anyanka and Vamp-Willow were behind Vamp-Xander.
"We can do it up here. It's no trouble at all." The girl smiled a little, trying to be polite.
"Oh.... Okay."
The two of them sat down, and prepared for the temporal fold. The other two watched the door.
When Willow pulled out of it, she was proud of herself. It seemed to have gone right--and she'd never tried one before. She saw the necklace on the ground before them... Then she gasped.
The Master, the ancient vampire that had sired Darla and killed Buffy, stood behind Anyanka. "Well, well," said he. "This is something new."
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