The uber-vamp is dead, but all...not well. From down_thespiral
We had all beeen there. We had set it up, and Buffy, as always, executed the plan. We had to defeat the tour-whatever, because he was killing the morale of the girls and had been doing a number on Buffy's face and ribs in the process.
In the kitchen, earlier, Buffy beaten, the girls desperate and Will and I not having much with the answers way, it seemed like it was spiraling out of control, downward and out of our realm. I felt so helpless. We had beaten back everything that had ever gotten in our way and now, because of one vampire, granted, one very strong and super-ugly vampire, we had lost the faith of the girls and worse then that, even we weren't necessarily believing in the Buff.
The arguing had been intense, and then Willow did her freaky thing where she could talk to us with our minds. Buffy and I gathered in the kitchen, and we worked it out. It was a plan. Okay, it wasn't the world's most sound plan, but it was a plan, no less. Now, it was all just up to Buffy. So, we set the trap, and executed the crazy, please God-make-it-work plan.
It involved bringing the vampire with the weird name that only Giles could pronounce, to the house, Wil putting up a fake forcefield and then, running away and leading the his most uber-ugly towards the helpless, powerless girls, which is what he wanted the most and more then Buffy, we all figured.
That insane plan worked, although it was touch and go there for a while. As myself, Willow, Kennedy, Dawn and the other girls looked on, Buffy took her beaten and it looked bleak, but in the end, the power that was not only her body, but also her heart, and her brain, won in the end and the uber-disgusting was now a pile of uber dust. Relieved, all of us returned to Buffy's house, with the exception of Buffy herself, and Dawn, because they had a follically challenged freak of a First-controlled vamp to go and save.
We sat down, Willow, Kennedy and I, in the kitchen, again, and looked at each other. Things were temporarily of the safe, but with Spike coming back, presumably, it wasn't exactly break out the champagne time just yet.
"Okay, step one, kill the uber-vamp. Step one accomplished. Step two, get the girls back on the it's safe again, let's train, train. Step three, get a bigger muzzle for Andrew and maybe some stronger deodorant, or possibly occassional shower access, and step four, and here is the biggie...How safe really is it? Spike is still capable of ripping into flesh, somehow because he's become the First's Bitca. Should we even have him here? Shouldn't we try to convince Buffy that he should be locked away somewhere, really, really sturdy?"
Anya and Andrew were talking, when the door opened and looking at us, was Giles, looking a little ruffled.
[Willow, Kennedy and Giles]
In the kitchen, earlier, Buffy beaten, the girls desperate and Will and I not having much with the answers way, it seemed like it was spiraling out of control, downward and out of our realm. I felt so helpless. We had beaten back everything that had ever gotten in our way and now, because of one vampire, granted, one very strong and super-ugly vampire, we had lost the faith of the girls and worse then that, even we weren't necessarily believing in the Buff.
The arguing had been intense, and then Willow did her freaky thing where she could talk to us with our minds. Buffy and I gathered in the kitchen, and we worked it out. It was a plan. Okay, it wasn't the world's most sound plan, but it was a plan, no less. Now, it was all just up to Buffy. So, we set the trap, and executed the crazy, please God-make-it-work plan.
It involved bringing the vampire with the weird name that only Giles could pronounce, to the house, Wil putting up a fake forcefield and then, running away and leading the his most uber-ugly towards the helpless, powerless girls, which is what he wanted the most and more then Buffy, we all figured.
That insane plan worked, although it was touch and go there for a while. As myself, Willow, Kennedy, Dawn and the other girls looked on, Buffy took her beaten and it looked bleak, but in the end, the power that was not only her body, but also her heart, and her brain, won in the end and the uber-disgusting was now a pile of uber dust. Relieved, all of us returned to Buffy's house, with the exception of Buffy herself, and Dawn, because they had a follically challenged freak of a First-controlled vamp to go and save.
We sat down, Willow, Kennedy and I, in the kitchen, again, and looked at each other. Things were temporarily of the safe, but with Spike coming back, presumably, it wasn't exactly break out the champagne time just yet.
"Okay, step one, kill the uber-vamp. Step one accomplished. Step two, get the girls back on the it's safe again, let's train, train. Step three, get a bigger muzzle for Andrew and maybe some stronger deodorant, or possibly occassional shower access, and step four, and here is the biggie...How safe really is it? Spike is still capable of ripping into flesh, somehow because he's become the First's Bitca. Should we even have him here? Shouldn't we try to convince Buffy that he should be locked away somewhere, really, really sturdy?"
Anya and Andrew were talking, when the door opened and looking at us, was Giles, looking a little ruffled.
[Willow, Kennedy and Giles]