The Silver Kiss
Disclaimer: All the characters (Buffy-wise) belong to Joss and all the characters (Silver Kiss-wise) Belong to Annette Cutris Klause.
Willow and Buffy sat in their dorm.
“Buffy, what if you could go into a totally different universe?” Willow asked suddenly, looking up from her book.
“Um, cool?” Buffy answered, confused by the question.
“I mean, what if you could go into a different life, with all the same people, but different lives.” Willow explained.
“Um, cool?” Buffy repeated.
“Ok, obviously you’re not as interested as me…” Willow said, and returned to her book.
“Sorry but magic just isn’t my thing, you know that Wil,” Buffy explained.
“It’s ok, I was just wondering.” Willow replied coolly.
“I’m gonna go to sleep now.” Buffy said after five minutes.
“Night.” Willow mumbled, and almost seconds later, Buffy was fast asleep. Willow got up from her bed and opened the chest at the foot. She pulled out a few candles and other herbs and ingredients, and set them on the floor. She then pulled out a small cloth embroidered with stars and moons, and in the middle, flaming purple sun.
She laid everything out on the floor, and spread the fabric down, smoothing it. On each corner she placed a green swirled with blue candle. She then spread out her herbs and began to chant softly in a foreign toungue. She stopped chanting as the words rolled over in her mind.
She heard Buffy shuffling in her bed, and held her breath. Buffy arose and came down with Willow, trancelike, and asked if she could help.
Willow sighed with relief and took her best friend’s hands in her own. She began chanting again, and amazingly Buffy began chanting with her, knowing all the pronunciations, and didn’t stumble at all.
Then the spell actually started, and Willow could feel her energy mingling with Buffy’s and leaving her body. Then she realized her mistake…she hadn’t made a protective circle.
She felt her body heaving, as if she were going to be sick, and sweat flowed from her body. She looked over at Buffy, who’s hair was flying up around her face. Her eyes were bright and happy, and her smile stretched across her face. Her skin glimmered with sweat and she was breathing hard. Willow looked up as well, but didn’t see anything.
Buffy awoke from her trance and was swept up in chilling winds, wondering what was happening. She briefly saw Willow, but her face was clouded over with swirling mist.
“WILLOW!” she screamed and heard an echo. Suddenly everything changed, and she forgot everything that happened.
She was suddenly a normal girl, seventeen, (she looked like she had two years ago) and her name was Zoë.
TBC
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