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Galaway,Ireland
Christmas 1753
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"Oh my stars! You're finally home son!" Cried a red-haired woman in a peasant's dress and apron as she opened the door to reveal a tall, handsome young man.
"Who is it, Gretchen? Christian! Glad to see ye son! Back from university and looking all the wiser." A tall chubby man greeted his son as he waddled into the main room, smoking a pipe.
"Aye father. I have grown wiser. And I've been courting." The boy told them, his Irish accent filled with mystery. He stepped back, and where he stood was a ravishingly beautiful young lady. She had on a long, revealing white dress and her bleach blonde hair was tied into a bun. "Mother, Father," The boy turned to a small girl in a nightgown hugging a teddy bear, "Ali, may I introduce my courtess, Darla. Come in m'love."
"Thank you, darling." Darla replied. She took a graceful step in and smiled broadly, showing a perfect row of sparkling white teeth.
"'Tis enchanting, Christian,but what happened to Theresa? Weren't ye to wed?" Christian's father asked, looking over Darla's radiance.
"Theresa... had an unfortunate accident." The young lady said, hiding a smile.
"Oh. Poor lass. Her father is certainly heart-broken I imagine." Christian's mother breathed.
"He truly is at the loss of such a lovely daughter. Now, shall we eat?" Christian changed the subject, more directed at Darla than Ali and his parents.
"Yes. You two must be hungry after such a long trip!" The old man exclaimed, turning and leading the way to the dinner table, his wife with him
"That we are father." Christian responded, his voice slurred. His mother and father turned around to see what might have made his voice change, and they screamed. Instead of their handsome young son and his lovely courtess, there were two demons. They had identical wicked smiles on their faces, drawing back their lips, showing an identical set of razor sharp teeth. Fangs.
Christian's mother kicked and screamed as Darla drew her near and bit into her neck, and his father did the same as Christian bit into his neck. When the two vampires were done their dinner, they turned to see Ali, cowering in a corner.
"Well, Ali. Congratulations. You're dessert." Darla told her,advancing and grabbing the girl. And with one swift moment, the demons' fangs where in her neck. Christian drew close and did the same, but stopping to whisper, "Merry Christmas Ali." before doing so.
Angel awoke with a start. No demon-girl beside him, no little girl getting her life drained, no dead bodies, no brightly lit cabin on the edge of a small Irish town. Just darkness and himself in a mansion. Well, he thought he was alone, until he saw another figure.
This one had was on it's side, only showing Angel it's light-blue covered back. 'Who the-' as if answering his mental question,the figure rolled onto it's side, making Angel gasp at the recognition of the face.
"Buffy?" At that second, she woke up. Not to the peaceful butterfly wallpapered room she'd fallen asleep in, but to a dark room. The only thing that was visible was another person in the bed in front of her.
"Wha-what am I doing here? Angel?" She asked confusedly. Angel walked to her, but passed right through her. "What the hell is going on?!"
A bright flash of light lit up the room that instant, and there were two more people: A tall young man with croppy brown hair and large ears and a shorter red-head girl.. They stirred and rubbed their eyes.
"What the-? Where are we?" The boy asked, looking around. He looked down and realized he was three feet off the floor.
"Hey! This isn't my room!" The girl beside him proclaimed, spinning around. "Where's Oz? Buffy!" she ran to the blonde, but passed right through her, like Angel had.
"What the hell is going on?!" The boy demanded.
"I'll answer that Xander." called an airy voice. In another flash appeared a woman with short dark brown hair that fell to her slightly crooked neck. "I brought you here because I have to show you something."
The four stood silent before all asking together, in unison, "Ms.Calendar?!"
"Hey."