It's Magic!
By PassionFish
TIMELINE: Set in season two.
Angelus and Dru are still about - Spike can walk but they don't know,
Acathla hasn't come up yet! :)
Prologue
It
was nearly midnight.
If
there had been any crickets outside they probably would have been making that
noise that crickets make, but there weren't there so they didn't.
Inside
a cool library, a slayer sat, several old and musty books splayed on the table
in front of her.
With
a sigh she closed the nearest one, dust rising into the air.
"Damn
you maths." She muttered, shoving
the book away and reaching for another text, once again trying to discern the
complexities that was trigonometric differentiation.
---
Unaware
of the slayer in the main room below, Xander sad cross legged, a heavy hard
bound book on his lap.
He
sighed. He missed Cordy. He'd fucked up. He really missed Cordy.
"Damn
you love." He muttered, absently
leafing through the heavy tomb of a book.
A
gugst of wind entered the corridoor, forcing the book open at the middle
page. Xander peered down at the elegant
gold sript that graced the page.
The interchanging of
mammalian form;
The ceremony is to be
performed whilst the subject is standing upside down, resting on one finger
whilst imagining the mammal they wish to turn in too.
The following words should be
spoken at the stroke of midnight, on a full moon to complete the
transformation.
Mammal by day
Mammal by night
Turn this creature
Into something with bite.
Xander
giggled, "Is this for real?"
He murmured, a huge smile on his face.
What a crock of shit.
---
Buffy
silently executed the last seven moves of the kata Giles had shown her last
week.
With
a sigh, she flipped up on to her hands, staring at the upside down clock. *Tick tock, tick tock, tick
tock..." It was less than a minute
to midnight.
Focusing
her mind like Giles had taught her, Buffy pushed up her body so that all her
weight rested solely on the tips of her fingers.
Like
a kitten in the air,
She
watches as the world falls by,
Singing
bollocks like I care,
Wondering
when to say goodbye.
*Why
the HELL can't I get that damn song out of mind - it doesn't even make any
sense! British people are werid.* Spike flashed in her mind. And Buffy shook her head, where did that
come from?
As
the clock began to strike twelve she released all her fingers, resting all her
weight on her right index finger.
---
*How
cool would it be to be like a tiger or a lion...or a giraffe.* HE giggled
slightly to himself and without noticing the clock begin to chime, chanted
softly to himself in a mock-sinister voice;
Mammal by day
Mammal by night
Turn this creature
Into something with bite!
Then
rolled around as he burst out laughing.
---
Smoke
whirled and swirled, surrounding the slayer.
Buffy
gasped for air, trying to orient herself, she lost concentration and fell
heavily to the ground below.
She
felt her clothes expand around her...then nothing.
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