:Willow Tara Dean Sam AJ: I Can't Ignore This War

[Willow Danielle Rosenberg]

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Willow and Tara walked over to the couch to sit down, Willow was trying to get her strength back but it was hard. Whatever the hell that was took a lot out of her, which made Willow really sacred. It made Willow worry about were Dawn was, Willow was hoping it wasn’t another Glory situation. Willow didn’t want to scare Buffy but last time she felt a hit like that is when Glory hit her, It almost seem like whatever this was wasn’t human. But what could it even be? There must be more going on this town then they thought.

Willow thought it was sweet that Tara was offering to share her strength with her, even though Willow hated having to do that to anyone. But Tara was a pretty strong witch like her, so it wouldn’t take much of her to feel strong again. Willow then looked into Tara’s Beautiful blue angel like eyes after Tara had kissed her on the forehead, “baby that would be great if I could try and barrow some strength from you, it might help me get stronger a lot faster.” After Willow said that she leaded in a gave Tara a sweet kiss on the lips. “Oh and baby you are just as much a great help to the group as I am, you remember that ok” Willow said with a big smile.

As Willow was sitting there with Tara, she put out her hands for Tara to hold. Willow then closed her eyes and begin to concentrate on healing, this was a lot better then the time Willow was trying to grow new skin. That was not fun for her at all, Willow pretty much had a demon eating her alive! That was something she never wants to do ever again.

As Willow was still sit there with Tara trying to get stronger, she could feel Tara sweet soul with hers. Willow could feel there powers merging as one, It felt great. Willow was starting to feel strong again. Willow opened her eyes and let up, she didn’t want to take to much from Tara just enough to feel better. Which Willow did thanks to Tara, she could always count on her to help her feel better. Hell if it wasn’t for Tara Willow wouldn’t be the witch that she was now. From the moment they first met they have always be strong together, its what saved them from the gentlemen.

Willow stood up off of the couch feeling better and said, “ thanks baby that really help me get on my feet again. What would I do with out you Tara.” said Willow. Not long after that a knock was at the door, “Who could that be Buffy?" Willow said as Buffy made her way to the door. Willow didn’t know who it was or what? But she knew is she was ready. Buffy pulled back the door and there were two men in suits, it must have been the cops that Buffy called. Something had seemed off about them, Willow didn’t know what but she knew something was up with them. Willow made sure to keep a close eye on them

Word Count- 530
Tagged- For now just Buffy,Tara and Willow. then it will be Buffy Willow, Tara, Dean, Sam, and AJ.
Outfit- Click to see Willow's outfit!
Note- I'm sorry if it sucked and was short, tonight was not a good night for me at all.
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Tara hadn’t really been doing any intense magic while she was separated from Willow so she felt sort of… out of practice. Even still, it was odd to have to give some of her own strength to Willow after such a usually easy spell to complete. It was certainly a cause for concern, but Tara had absolutely no fear as she sat down next to Willow and grasped her hands. It was a little disconcerting, the feeling that Tara had as the energy flowed from her body and into Willow’s, but that was no matter. She could feel every bit of Willow’s soul and that was extremely comforting, even if having your energy be shared normally stir up a fight or flight instinct in any being. She was going nowhere because it was Willow. The woman she loved and never feared.

The transfer left Tara feeling a little woozy. Willow had been very good and careful about not taking too much, but the lack of practice with magic had left Tara’s endurance a little low. Still, a glass of orange juice would probably help perk her up and return color to her now slightly blanched face. Their whole situation was dire, so the fatigue would wear off rather quickly as more adrenaline took hold. Everyone’s main priority now had to be finding Dawn and making sure she was okay. “Glad to help hun.” She smiled at Willow and stood up alongside her. “Oh… I don’t know… miss me?” She forced a smile, even though it seemed quite inappropriate at the time and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek.

The knock at the door made Tara jump a little. Feeling weaker always left her on edge, especially because if she was too relaxed when she was younger, her father would certainly have taken advantage of that. It had been like living on a pond in early spring. If she had taken one wrong step on the thin ice, she would have fallen through to a whole lot of pain. She shook these thoughts out of her head as quickly as she could. It wasn’t something she should be thinking about at a time like this; it only made her upset and they needed to find Dawn as soon as possible. She had to help in any way she could. Dawn and Buffy were family to her, so she would try to protect them no matter what.

Tara slid her hand around Willow’s as the two men in suits entered the house. She never really trusted men so much, but these two’s auras did not seem too malevolent. Even so, she knew that they would all have to be on edge around them until they knew what their true motives were. She didn’t say anything as Buffy asked them what they wanted. Tara squeezed Willow’s hand gently and waited.

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Word Count: 481
Tags Buffy, Willow, Dean, Sam, AJ
Notes Sorry this took so long. Life's a little crazy atm.

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[Dean Jonathon Winchester]

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Dean approached the door with Sam, Dean noticed Sam making sure he had his badge. So Dean did the same taking out his making sure it was the right one for the job lord knows they had several. Dean stood there with Sam while he knocked on the door, Dean really did hate this part. Having to see a family deal with losing a love one or having to tell them, Dean didn’t do well with crying so he never really knew what to do or know the right thing to say. Most the time Dean would end up saying something stupid and almost make it worse. But this was a missing teen Dean knew he needed to watch what he said!

They waited still for someone to answer, not long after standing there for a moment the door opened up. There stood a beautiful girl with blonde hair and green like hazel eyes, Dean was now just standing there in shock. He knew he was going to say something stupid to mess this up now, he didn’t know the girl would be like his dream girl. What could Dean say he loved those features in woman. The girl seemed sacred but yet strong about what was going on, the same way in this case Dean would handled this situation. This girl looked young must be the sister, Dean knew in this case if it was Sam. He would be sacred too.

The woman then asked if she could help them. Dean looked at her with a big smile on his face and said “Oh god yes you can! I mean I mean huh… we are here from the call about the missing girl. You made a call to our head chief and he got the message, so he called us and now we are here to help.” Dean got out his badge to show it to her, “I’m Agent Ford and this is Agent Page, may we come in,” Dean looked around the house it was a really nice place one thing came to mind for sure, maybe someone had the girl for ransom for money. Dean didn’t know what was going on but he knew him and Sam would get to the bottom of it. Dean then asked, “So what can you tell us, about what time she go missing?”

Word Count- 395
Tagged- Sam, Buffy, Willow, Tara and soon AJ
Outfit- Click to see Dean's suit!
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[Sam Michael Winchester]

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Sam was not very pleased with Dean's performance. He was getting all goo-goo eyed and possibly drooling on himself. It was very unprofessional. With a sigh he took a small step forward standing in Dean's way so he could hopefully not say anything else dumb. He held his badge out and than placed it back into his coat quickly and all in one movement. "Excuse him, it has been a long night with many cases." Sam let out a very small smile, he didn't want to seem inappropriate or anything. Some smiles were ok though in stressful situations.

Clearing his throat he looked around once more and than turned his attention back to the beautiful young blond who was standing at the door. "Is there a parent or guardian around that we may talk to?" Sam was trying very hard to be kind and gentle with this girl but it was very difficult for him, being soulless didn't really allow much 'niceness' to be shared with others. He also didn't want to scare anyone off because if this was a supernatural case than well they would need every little bit of information or detail they can get. The smallest things even would help.

Sam didn't want to ask too many questions outside because you never knew who might be listening in, and all they needed was for some crazy person to get information or a demon just to add to the mess that was already at hand. Things in this town were tough because most people already knew about the supernatural but did nothing about it. The cops just carried around ammo to protect themselves. But they were naive about just about everything that had to do with the supernatural world. In times like these extra precautions were taken to make sure every one involved was safe and they could do their task with the up most of ease. Right now what was important was getting this girl back to her family safe and sound without causing any more problems than needed.

Word Count: 342
Tag/Posting Order: Buffy, Willow, Tara, Dean Sam, AJ
Out Fit: Sam's Looks
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[Annabeth Halie Smith]

“Knight to E-4!” AJ said in the best British accent he could manage, in an attempt to make fun of Ron Weasley from the Harry Potter movie that was playing in the back ground. He’d lived in England for over 100 years or so, so he’d say it was pretty legit. AJ moved a little round black piece to the next available space, a small smile on his face. AJ thought he was making a comeback. The red pieces clearly over run the board. The black pieces lay on a small pile opposite AJ. “Wrong game moron! Maybe if you spend more time brushing up on your skills and less in obsessing over Edward Cullen-” Chase, the man sitting across from AJ said, but was interrupted before he could finish. “Wrong movie Ass-hole!” AJ said satisfied with his comeback. Chase moved a red piece over AJ’s black one, the one he just moved none the less. AJ cursed him under his breath. Chase just smiled and cleared the board of the lost black piece. Poor AJ was losing; it had to be pretty embarrassing for the very old vampire. As Chase cleared the board a really unnecessary even began to take place.

Just then the song Teach me how to Duggie came blasting through the speakers from AJ’s phone. He got a text message. But of course AJ had do be a sour puss and ruin the game. In the same instant that his phone went off, so did AJ. He took his arm and swung it across the table, successfully clearing the table of the game board and all its pieces. He watched with a mock horrified look on his face as each piece fell. “Oh shit. Muscle spasm! Fucking-ay!” AJ said as he rubbed his elbow, while picking up all the black pieces that were now on the floor. Chase just gave AJ a look, a look that would only appear on the face of a father. “Really AJ? That’s the best excuse you can come up with? You know dang well you can’t get arm spasms. And teach me how to Duggie? Could you get any gayer?”Chase said shaking his head, thinking to himself. “Just because I’m four hundred and some odd years old, does not mean I can’t be hip.” AJ said in response as he picked up all the black game pieces stacking them in a nice little pile.

In came Lilly-Anne, Chase’s four year old daughter. She had to have been listing; there was no way she could have heard the two from her room, which is where she should have been. Her chubby little arms were pumping the air, in an attempt to make her move faster. Her tongue was outside her mouth, and her uneven pig tails were flapping in the wind as she ran. She was huffing and puffing as she ran across the open living room, where the boys were playing. “HANNAH MONTANAH IS HIP!” She screamed at the top of her lungs as she stopped for no more than twenty seconds to catch her breath. Then off she ran full speed towards the kitchen, in hopes of dodging punishment. “Lilly-Anne! What did I tell you about ease dropping on adult convocations?” Chase called after her, but he soon noticed that AJ was not in the room anymore.

While this happened AJ took his opportunity to well run. He had looked at the text that he had gotten, and saw it was from Buffy. All it said was call me ASAP. But of course AJ being well AJ, figured he’d be a creep and show up at her house rather then call her. So while Lilly-Anne distracted Chase, AJ took a run for it. He was digging around in the closet pulling out a long black trench coat, which he slipped on. It made him look like he just took a step out of The Matrix movie. AJ was heading for the door. “WAIT!” Chase yelled after AJ. “You’re not going to leave me with her are you?” But AJ opened the door anyway. “The least you can do is clean up the pieces.” Chase called after AJ as he made a move to leave. “I picked up all mine, the rest are yours!” AJ said pretty much slamming the door behind him so Chase could not follow, AJ also hoped he’d get the last word, but Chase spoke up again, yelling through the door so AJ could at least hear him. “I NEVER MADE THE FU- FREAK, I DID NOT MAKE THE MESS!”

AJ just shook his head as he hoped onto the black crotch rocket otherwise known as a motorcycle. He quickly took off down the road towards Buffy’s house. About five minutes later AJ found himself parked in front of Buffy’s house. Normally the ride would have been at least a ten minute drive but AJ was being reckless and driving on the side walk for shits and giggles. AJ parked his motorcycle behind a car he’d never seen at Buffy’s before. AJ smiled at the car, it was a car he knew was popular back in the day. A car he would have driven if motorcycles have not been invented. He took a moment to walk around the car admiring its beauty. He saw nothing on the seats. The car looked to be very well cared for. AJ would have liked to meet the people who owned it. AJ knew all of Buffy’s friends so AJ just kind of figured the car belonged to someone Buffy knew. So AJ being the nosey ass hole he is, he broke into the car. Being alive as long as he had, you just knew tricks to break into a car without setting off the alarm or showing any signs that you were even there.

So into the passenger side door he went. He sat in the front seat looking at the car. It smelt strongly of food and men, clearly they were men shit was thrown everywhere. This was not what you’d call a clean car. At least two different guys owned this vehicle. He could smell them. To confirm this theory he pulled open the glove compartment too look for the car’s registration. But there he found something… odd. There was a box. A box filled of fake ID’s. AJ laughed a little to himself as he pulled out the box digging through it a little bit. Well this was unexpected. So he grabbed the first 5 ID’s he could. He slipped them in his pocket. Looking in the back seat laid a random journal. Of course AJ picked it up, clearly worried now. He opened the book to a random page and what does he see? Supernatural crap. This would come in handy later so he slipped it into the pocket of his trench coat. He was quite happy he choice this long coat today. It had a lot of pockets. Plus it made him look really cool. Though there was a smell he knew all too well that over powered anything in the car. Gun powder and salt. But the potency of the smell made it clear that the amount of guns in this car would be superior to any collection he’d seen up close. Where would anyone with such a large collection of gun’s keep them?

Naturally into the trunk he went. There was a computer and some other random shit. Teenagers, he could not help but think to himself. They really needed to clean this car out. He opened a backpack and saw a computer among other normal crap. The amount of cell phones and snacks these people had were amazing. Though he still could not get over how many fake ID’s they had. One in particular was Samuel Cole, the maker of a gun AJ herd of called the Colt. AJ might just keep this ID cuz he thought it was funny. This day was getting very interesting. AJ liked days like this.

But still no guns, the smell was still there. AJ’s nose would never lie like this. Ever. Well many when he was human but those days were long gone. There he saw a lock attached to the bed of the trunk. “Ah!” AJ said to himself as he broke the lock with no effort. He tossed the broken pieces into the back of the trunk. “This will fit right in, better then littering.” He chuckled to himself as he pulled open the compartment, and low and behold…

Holly shit.

“Let’s get this party started!” AJ said with glee as he began to strap every gun and knife he could to his body. Hiding things under his pant leg’s putting things in pockets, on his belt. He was loading up, getting ready for a battle that would never come. He cleaned out the car, thought he did make sure to leave all the steaks and holly water behind. Last thing he wanted was to get burned. Whereas most of the smaller weapons were hidden in various locations on his body the bigger ones were strapped to his back in plane site. But AJ did not care, it only added to his cool guy image. Now all he needed were some epic sunglasses and a camera. One last gun, he picked it up and before he could so much as look at it or find a place for it, he noticed some writing on the barrel of the gun. “I will fear no evil?” AJ read the inscription, in Latin. Thank god for knowing other languages. On the handle of the gun he saw a pentagram. He knew just what this gun was. The colt. This only made him laugh harder about the fake ID he found a few moments ago. But he’d have to control his laughter he did not want to alert anyone inside… at least not yet.

AJ made his way to the door, and right before he opened the door he yelled out Buffy’s name, dragging it out until he reached the handle. As he opened the door beat boxing. Which he was not very good at. There he saw 5 people standing in the living room. Two of which were men he’d only seen in the pictures on the fake ID’s he found in the car. “I be lookin’ fo my pep’s ya’mean SON!’ AJ said nodding his head a little. The Colt was sitting in a lone pocket in his jeans, hidden by his large trench coat, which hid most of the other weapons. The only thing he held in his hands were the small stack of ID’s. “I be lookin’….. Fuck this. I’m looking for a Father Frehley, Detective Dante a Kris Warren, a Deputy Marshal Billy Gibbsons.” AJ read off the names of the ID’s until he reached the last ID he had and his most favorite one, the one he was going to keep, with or without permission. “But the person I’m looking for the most is a Mr. Samuel Colt.” AJ said with his little devil smile. “Do you know him?” AJ asked looking towards the two men. “Because I got his gun.” AJ said whipping out the Colt gun and holding it up for the two men to see. AJ spoke pretty quickly not giving anyone time to speak, much less react. AJ needed to get all this out before anyone spoke or it would kill the punch line.

AJ while looking at the two men suspiciously, turned the ID in such a way so that Buffy could see the picture on the front. Still the Colt was held in his hand so the markings were clearly seen. Play time was over. AJ would play with his new toys later. But for now he wanted to know what Buffy thought. If they were friends AJ would give most of the cool stuff back. But until he knew what Buffy needed, and why he was called over here in a ASAP text. He’d be on guard. He was more than ready to use whatever weapon he’d stolen from the car. In fact he itched to use them. AJ was ready for a fight; he lived for a good brawl. So help them if anyone so much as tried to go for one of his shinny new toy’s. Again he thanked whoever was out there for making him grab his long black leather trench coat. It really did help him hide most of the weapons. Sure he was a little lumpy in places, but what guy did not want to fuck him anyway… Shit what girl did not want to fuck him… Yeah AJ was cool now bitchs!

[Buffy Anne Summers]

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She noticed immediately how out of energy her best friend was but before she could offer her own strength to help the red head she watched as her best friend’s lover did it for her. She was immensely glad that Tara had been resurrected by the Powers that Be (or at least she was assuming that it had been them). Tara and Willow deserved all the happiness in the world and she would make damn sure that they got it if it was the last thing that she did. While she was exceedingly happy for her best friend…she was also more jealous than she cared to admit. The two witches were going to get their happy ending…or at least as close to a happy ending as one could get when one was as bogged down in supernatural stuff as they were. However they would ride out the storms together and that’s all she wanted for them. She would admit though, it’s all she wanted for herself as well. She had no one to curl up with at night, no one to talk to about her day, and no one at that moment that could take her into their arms and while away the time until she found her sister. It was exhausting being alone and she hated it…but what else could she do.

She stared at the man who was staring back at her when she opened the door. For a moment he didn’t say anything, just stared at her.

When he did open his mouth she wanted to laugh at the seemingly tongue tied individual. Something about she could help but and then shaking his head and getting to work. Apparently he was a detective and when she had placed a call into the number she had been given it had gone to their chief. Something set off alarms in her head as no one had been in the office when she called but she ignored it. She needed help and at this rate she’d most likely take help from anyone and everyone in order to find her sister. “Nice to meet you Agent Ford and Agent Page. I’m Buffy Summers. Um…Thanks for coming over on such short notice.” She stated before moving out of the way, motioning with one hand for them to come on inside. She had learned a long time ago to never invite someone verbally inside her house and it was something she lived by religiously even during the daylight hours.

She laughed a bit when the other man, seemingly Agent Page, asked if there was a parent or guardian available. “Actually that’s me. Well…sort of I guess. Dawn Summers, my sister, is the one who is missing. She is legally an adult and has only been gone a few hours however she doesn’t take off. She knows that with…my line of work…I tend to get a bit paranoid about where she is so she’s religious about checking in with me. I haven’t spoken to her in over 12 hours and she was supposed to be home about 4 hours ago. That’s not usual for her and she knows damn well that if she was going to be gone this long she needed to check in with me and she hasn’t.” She explained before motioning to her group. “I’m Buffy Summers by the way. The redhead is Willow and the girl next to her is Tara. They live here as well.” She informed them both before a noise outside broke her concentration away.

Upon listening to the noise once more she realized it was her name drawn out in an odd fashion. She scrunched her eyes but they widened when she saw AJ walking in, pretending to make that strange noise that some people do, loaded up with guns, knives, and all sorts of other things. She heard the ghetto talking AJ saying that he was looking for someone and she tilted her head to the side, more confused than she had ever been in her entire life. This was AJ, her gay friend, acting…ghetto? It took her a moment to realize that he was actually spewing out names. She listened closely to see if she recognized any of them but then the look he gave her when she stated the last one and that he had his gun. She walked over to him, her eyes trained on the two men who AJ was staring at. She had a feeling this was because of them and that was not a good feeling in her gut. She walked over to her vampire friend and took the IDs out of his hand, staring at the pictures with different names and birthdays on them. She tried to figure out what she was seeing but it didn’t register to her at all…all that registered was that once again she had been lied too.

She calmly handed the IDs back to the gun loaded AJ…which she would have to examine later as she had no idea where he exactly got all the guns…and walked over to the ‘agents’, pressing the one who had stated that she could help him against the wall firmly, knocking his breath out. She watched from the side of her eye as AJ did the same to the other ‘agent’ and she simply glowered at the one in front of her.

“So…who are you really? And you see my friend there…he doesn’t like liars. Your partner should probably try not to piss him off or else he’ll get a bit crazy and that’s never good. So I suggest you start talking and start talking fast. Who exactly are you?” She demanded, her voice dripping with fierce determination and her eyes wild. She didn’t have time for this shit. Her sister was in danger, and she was wasting time because of two idiots who thought it would be fun to play Cops and Robbers one night.

This was definitely not the night to mess with her…it wasn’t going to end up pretty for anyone.

Word Count:: 1,051
Tag:: Willow Rosenberg, Tara Maclay, Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, AJ Adams
Posting Order:: Buffy Summers, Willow Rosenberg, Tara Maclay, Dean Winchester and AJ Adams
Outfit::Click to see Buffy’s outfit
Note:: Woot woot! Finally two out of the three groups are meeting!

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[Willow Danielle Rosenberg]

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The two men at the door said that they were Agents and that they were there to help. Willow for some reason felt like something was up with them, she just couldn’t put her finger on what it was. Something just seemed off with there aura that they gave off, especially with the taller one. They almost seemed like liars but then again Willow could just be acing paranoid as always, she just wanted to find poor Dawn. Every minute that had gone by the more Willow was worried for her life. One of the men seemed quite fond of Buffy and was fluting with her, it was making Willow sick just listing to him. Willow then whispered in Tara’s ear and said, “They just need to do there Damn job and stop hitting Buffy, it is for real making me sick babe."

When Buffy was introducing Willow and herself to the men, Willow walked up closer to them with a serious look on her face and said “Look are you guys going to find Dawn or what? We don’t have all day here, Dawn could be out there dying somewhere for all we know! So how are and when are you guys going to find her.” Willow looked back over at Buffy patting her on the shoulder, “Look Buffy I’m sorry that I’m getting so upset, I just want to find Dawn soon.” After saying that Willow walked back over to Tara holding her hand tightly. “I’m so sacred baby, I hope that they find her. I just hope wherever she is Dawn is ok.” Willow said looking at Tara.

Then right before Willow was about to kiss Tara, Willow heard AJ start taking. It was on now If things didn’t go Buffy’s way AJ would kill someone, and right now he didn’t look very happy. This was not good on there part, AJ is not someone you want to piss off or get in his way. Which is why Willow has never gotten in his way, that was the last thing she needed a gay vampire pissed off at her. Willow looked over at AJ as he was holing a gun and showing them all a bunch of fake ID’s. Willow knew it these guys were not who they said they were, “ your guys are a bunch of lying liars! You all want to try explaining this to us, now!” Willow said with hate in her eyes. If this guys didn’t start telling them what was going on, they were not going to like the out come at all.

Word Count- 435
Tagged- For now just Buffy,Tara and Willow. then it will be Buffy Willow, Tara, Dean, Sam, and AJ.
Outfit- Click to see Willow's outfit!
Note- Oh yeah she is pissed Dark Willow anyone?
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[Dean Jonathon Winchester]

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Dean couldn’t Believe what he was hearing, this girl was the legal guardian. But she looks so young, the poor girl must have a lot on her plate growing up. Dean could relate he has had to take care of Sam his whole life, Dean was Sam’s Dad, brother and hell even his Mother. But Dean didn’t mind much he loved being there for Sam when he was growing up, that is when he wasn’t running off to Princeton. Dean knew Sam would come back though, it was there job saving people hunting things the family business. Even though Dean didn’t think that strongly like that anymore, this life and this job it all sucks. Dean didn’t blame Sam for trying to get out, hell Dean wishes he could and go be with Lisa and Ben. But with everything going on with Sam and this town that was going to happen anytime soon.

Dean listen as Buffy explained the situation to him and Sam, Dean felt bad he could tell that this girl was sacred for her little sister. Dean couldn’t believe how much he had related to this girl, all Dean ever tried to do was help Sam like her. Which is all Dean has been doing right now trying to find out what his deal was, why he had been acting the way he has been acting. The girl introduce her friends and herself to them, “well it very nice to meet you Buffy.” Dean looked over at Willow and Tara, “it is nice to meet you guys as well.” Dean looked back at Buffy this time putting his hand on her shoulder, “Don’t worry I know what it is like to be close to your sibling, I would be just as sacred as you are right now. So don’t worry I’m going to help you find her, no matter what. Ok ” Dean said to Buffy.

Not long after saying that to Buffy someone busted in the door, the man walked in talking like he was from the ghetto or something. Dean wasn’t really digging it or getting what he was saying, it was all way above his head. Not long after that he had pulled out something and started reading off names, Dean knew right away what they were having heard them before. It was Sam and Dean’s fake ID’s, great now Buffy was going to be on to them. First thing that went threw Dean’s mind was to say they were undercover ID’s. But before Dean could get a word with this guy talking he pulled out the colt. Dean was Pissed as all hell now, this must have meant this douche bag had gone threw his baby. “I swear to god if you hurt my baby you are not going to like the out come of it at all!” Dean said pissed off.

Buffy then looked at Dean asking who he really was. For some reason not just with what was going, but Dean wanted to tell her everything. Dean didn’t know why but he really didn’t want to lie to Buffy. “Ok look I’m here to help you, my name is Dean and this is my brother Sam. We are hunters looking into your sister case, because we almost think that what took her might be a Supernatural type case. We just want to help look we can tell you whatever you want to know.” Dean said in a calm voice. Dean just hoped that Buffy was still going to let him help her and trust him, Dean didn’t know why but there was something about this girl he liked. Maybe she was a hunter like Dean? She never told him her line of work, so who knows.

Word Count- 630
Tagged- Sam, Buffy, Willow, and AJ
Outfit- Click to see Dean's suit!
Note- Tara told me to skip her so i did

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[Sam Michael Winchester]

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Dean was talking now that they have entered the house. Sam was surprised that he was not making an ass out of himself this time. It was a good thing. For once maybe things would run smoothly. All though that was all thrown out the window when a tall pale an walked into the house with a long black trench coat. It really did seem that he just walked right out of a Matrix movie. Sam cocked an eyebrow at him than noticed all the weapons. They looked familiar and than it dawned on him. Those weapons were not his they were the Winchester boys. Sam was steamed, it was bad enough that Sam had anger issues now that he was soulless. He really had no emotion other than hate, and anger.

The man began to speak off names from their many ID's Sam sighed there was no point in taking him on with all the weapons he carried not to mention that he was also very strong for being able to hold EVERY single last weapon they had other than the crosses and holy water which only meant one thing. He was from the supernatural world. Before Sam could even speak a word of this he was slammed up against the wall by the man. This only confirmed his suspicion. Sam barely made a move of pain or discomfort. He didn't care. There was nothing there for him to care about, anyone who was a supernatural could tell that there was something wrong with him. No human acted like this. He just cleared his throat and stared into the eyes on the living dead.

His brother began to talk a little more, about everything. His 'baby' and who they really were. "Now that this all cleared, who is the one wasting time? Holding us here hostage, with our gear isn't getting any closer to your sister. Now if you so kindly let us go so we can have an Adult conversation about this maybe things will go a little faster." Sam was trying to stay calm but there was anger behind it all. No matter what he did, or said there was always some form of anger or hate behind every word, every action made by the younger Winchester brother.

"We are hunters, we do it for a living. It's what we are good at. We can find your sister... Together. We are no threat to you nor are you one to us. Well maybe Dean here seeing as how you have his 'baby.'" Sam was wise and rather smart when it came to actually talking and he knew he was right. They were just wasting more time by holding them there. Time that could be spent in finding Buffy's sister. And anyone knowing the feeling of having a sibling lost was the Winchester brothers Especially Sam when he watched his brother die OVER and OVER and OVER again and than have it all being a trick. Probably the worst day of his life. Well one of them anyways. The top one was being dragged to Hell with Lucifer himself, in his very own body. They knew that there was no time to stop and ask questions. When things needed to be done they needed to be done especially if there is the supernatural creatures involved.

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Tag/Posting Order: Buffy, Willow, Tara, Dean Sam, AJ
Out Fit: Sam's Looks
Note: Sam is not a happy camper but at least he is doing things the smart way haha

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[Annabeth Halie Smith]

As soon s Buffy realized what AJ had been saying she went for the one guy. AJ being well AJ went for the other guy. He let the ID’s drop to the floor, before slipping his favorite one into his pocket. He was not going to lose this bad boy. It would entertain him for a few more centuries, so he’d keep it and look upon it every now and again. He needed a good laugh. In that same moment he took the other guy by the throat, and pin him against the wall as well (taking care to avoid hitting that cross of his. AJ was in no mood to get burnt). He was not very nice about it. Being a vampire he was stronger than the humans around him, so it would not have surprised him if the wind was knocked out of the guy. AJ assumed Buffy had done the same to the other character. Apparently not. Buffy was getting soft. The man Buffy had pinned to the wall was talking about his…baby? AJ did not see a baby outside. If the guys left a kid outside than AJ was going to have to do more harm then he first thought…. What was this some Casey Anthony shit? Dang. Leaving a kid outside….. Wait. Wow… could AJ get anymore dumb? The older he got the slower he became. Man he needed to clear some room in his head, perfect memory his ass. Baby as in the dudes car, not as in kid. Dang Chase and Lilly-Anne, getting him all confused and what not. He needed to stat hanging around people his age… erg…. Well, that was near impossible. He has yet to meet a vampire that was as old as he was, or older. AJ needed to go on meet old vampires dot com or something. He was starting to think like a three year old, and that just could not do.

But back to the baby comment. Now AJ wished he had put a nice big old dent in the car, but noooooo! AJ had to be nice, and prissy and break into the car. Freaking ay. He did not even break the lock… well the lock in the back of the car he did, but a lock like that they could buy at CVS for two or three bucks. So that was a bust… at least he broke something… right? Before he left he’d flatten the tire or something. Maybe let the air out so he was not hurting the car per say… just acting like it was a prank… maybe. He’d have to see. But right now he had to stay focused on the task at hand… whatever that was. AJ looked to Buffy, now what? He hoped he could at least throw a punch or two… maybe play with his new toys for a little… something? That of course was all up to Buffy. Last thing he wanted to do was piss her off and get himself cut. Yeah AJ did not live this long by pissing people off.

The man that he held spoke and AJ tilted his head to the side a little. Who was he calling a kid. Well no one really, but how he said it, AJ took it as maybe mocking or something. AJ was not sure what it was, but he did not like this guy… nope. Not one bit. AJ caught the whole ‘getting closer to her sister’ thing, but he did not understand it. So he let it go. But he still could not help but want to punch the guy in the face. AJ liked a little blood every now and again… Even if he would not directly drink it from a human. It was this new thing he was trying... called making friends. You don’t make friends by drinking their mothers blood. Aj still could not help but take what the man said as an insult… “Is he…. Is he calling me a child?” AJ said finding it almost comical, as he looked to Buffy for the answer. Calling AJ a kid. Shit AJ was 4 times older then this kid. Sure he could act like a kid, but this kid needed to learn his place. Respect his elders, respect AJ, even if he was a blood sucking demon. He tired to be the ‘good guy’, so this little boy needed to take a step back or get a good old fashion ass kicking. Only Buffy would be able to save him, but AJ would still get a few good punches in. You don’t live to be over 400 years old by sitting back and taking everyone’s shit. Every now and then you gotta fight a little.

And again with talk of this baby. AJ did not touch the dang car… These accusation were making AJ’s head boil a little. AJ had a temper, which he could control… then again, sometimes he just needed to let it out. Maybe this child here would keep talking and AJ would be allowed to show the kid how it’s done… But of course there was some other pressing matter to attend to… Still AJ had no idea what it could be. So he could not make much of a move. He just continued to hold he man by the throat. The Cult was still in his hand, but he slipped it through his belt, tucking it safely behind his trench coat. No one was going to steal it from him. AJ was sure of that. He’d give it back…in time… maybe. He’d have to see how important it was to the guys first. AJ knew of the Cult, and he’d seen it maybe once in his life… but to hold it… to have it… well, he liked the idea. He could do a lot with it. Then again… right now a knife was more practical. He did not want to waste any of the bullets. There were only so many of them made. So with a hand free, he held open his trench coat looking down at a few of the goodie he had showing. “What to use…what to use?” He said quietly to himself. There were so many options here. Many guns and different knives and such, but witch to use on the boy he held in front. He just hoped Buffy would let him have a little fun with one of the guys (and not that kind of fun. The beat the shit out of you kind of fun). Just one. That’s all he would ask for. Did she really need the two of them? Aj was still in the dark about Dawn being missing and what not. If he would have known this he might have been quicker to listen to the kids words.

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She tilted her head for a moment, confused as to the rant about someone hurting someone’s baby. Really?! Seriously!? Unless the guy was gay and was pissed that AJ had his lover up against the wall…though either way he should be more worried about himself than him partner/lover. She knew that AJ had a hot temper but at that moment she had a feeling that she was actually the more dangerous of the two being that it was her little sister that was missing. She was scared, worried, and about every other bad word you could think of at the moment and she wasn’t above violence in order to help her find her missing younger sister.

The blonde slayer couldn’t help but laugh at the look on AJ’s face when he commented on if they were calling him a child. “I don’t think so baby.” She stated with a laugh, slipping back into the role of AJ’s heterosexual girlfriend easily. They had never dated for the obvious reason that AJ was gay but she still tended to act like his girlfriend back at Hemery even when she was much younger than he was and she slipped back into that role almost flawlessly. “I think he was talking about his little boyfriend over there but that’s just my guess…I really have no idea.” She stated under her breath, knowing that only AJ could hear her with how low she actually stated her words, even though she had one right in front of her. It was one of the perks of being a vampire slayer or a vampire…extra sensitive hearing.

“Shut up!” She shouted, not at all happy with the way things were going. She didn’t have time to go back and forth about something stupid. They were both alive, which was something they should be happy for at the moment. At this rate and the way that her temper was going they better pray she didn’t get a bit stake happy because at that moment she was tempted to temporarily forget that they weren’t vampires.

Okay, that was a lie. She wouldn’t kill a human unless she damn well had too but that wasn’t the point at the moment. She needed to find Dawn and would do whatever she could in order to find them…whether it was legal or not. Granted, not a lot of things she did were legal but that wasn’t her fault….this was the hand that she had been dealt and she was damn well going to do her best to make sure those around her stayed safe…whether she broke the law or not.

“Stop whining about your damn boyfriend. He’s fine. Start talking and start talking now.” She hissed in a menacing voice and smirked triumphantly when he started to talk. He stated that he was a hunter, though she had no idea what the hell that was. Well, okay, she knew what a regular hunter was…they hunted animals such as elk, dear, etc. for sport…but what was that going to do in order to help her? She had a feeling deep in her gut that those weren’t the type of hunters that they were talking about but once again she was confused. This was again, another one of the hundreds of times she wished that Giles was behind her to jump in with an explanation as she wasn’t the most patient person in the world and she had no time to wait while someone told her what the hell it was.

Luckily she didn’t have to wait long for a piece of the puzzle to be put together when he commented on her sister’s case being something liked with the supernatural. She quirked her eyebrow in a sarcastic fashion. “So little boy thinks he knows anything about the supernatural does he?” She asked with a mocking voice. She usually wasn’t a mean person but she wasn’t happy at the moment that she had been lied too and would continue to be a bitch until she got some sure fire answers. She rolled her eyes once again. "Oh, gotcha...so he's your brother...not your lover...good to know. Still doesn't help me though."

She heard the sarcastic voice of the man standing next to her before she could ask her question and threw him a glare. “You want to talk about adult conversations? How about the next time you want to help you introduce yourself in the true fashion instead of impersonating a police officer. What’s to stop me from calling the authorities and having the two of you arrested?” She asked with a fake innocent smile. In all actuality there was a 95% chance she wouldn’t actually call the police as she didn’t trust them…but they didn’t need to know that.

She could see the contemplating look on AJ’s face and she didn’t need to be a rocket scientist to guess what he was up too. He was an impatient person, and being impatient for a vampire was never a good sign. She knew what he was contemplating and she didn’t want it to go down that way. She didn’t want to have to hurt him but she would do it in order to keep humans alive…though she would allow him to beat the shit out of the one he was holding if it helped her find Dawn. “AJ!” She stated, her voice loud but not yelling, though it was awfully firm. “Don’t even think about it. I need both of them to answer a few questions for me. So don’t try anything funny. If they don’t answer my questions right then you can help me spar. Two on two…no guesses as to who would win.” She stated with a wink, hoping that would appease him.

She didn’t need any bloodshed tonight; she had no time to get the carpet shampooer out and try to get the blood out of the rental carpet. She knew Giles would be pissed if she ruined it. However either way she wouldn’t allow these two men to die…she would however make sure they cried uncle if they didn’t answer her next question in the correct fashion.

“Tell me what a hunter is in 30 words or less or else I’m going to start sparring…and you don’t want to spar with me…trust me.” She stated with a glare. Waiting for one of them to smart off to her again. It wouldn’t end well for anyone…she could assure everyone of that.

Word Count:: 1,116
Tag:: Willow Rosenberg, Tara Maclay, Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, AJ Adams
Posting Order:: Buffy Summers, Willow Rosenberg, Tara Maclay, Dean Winchester and AJ Adams
Outfit::Click to see Buffy’s outfit
Note:: Bwahahahahahahah, this thread is epic so far. Another star AJ quote is definitely ‘Is he calling me a child’? Damn Ella, I love your friggin characters.

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Willow was freaking out a bit now, this had gotten deep. On one hand you had a crazy gay man holding on to one guy and the other you had a pissed off slayer holding on to the other. Willow knew this wasn’t going to go down well at all, it was probably a good idea that Buffy and AJ were taking care of it and not Willow. She was so mad at these guys for lying to them, she didn’t know what she might be capable of right now. She wanted to send them right in to next week, or maybe turn them in to a rat for all eternity. They wouldn’t like that not one bit, hell they can ask Amy about that one. Amy was a rat for almost four years! And she was not happy one bit at all, it really threw her off the deep end.

Willow looked over at Tara and could tell she wasn’t loving all this drama that was going on at all, you could see it just by the sacred but bothered look she had on her face. Willow then taught it might be a good Idea to maybe send Tara away some how, but with out making her think she didn’t want her there or something. Willow did remember she did need some stuff for a better locater spell, one that wouldn’t let her get killed. There was a 23 hours magic store around there for there needs. Willow then turned to Tara holding her hands ever so sweetly and said to her, “baby could you do me a favor, could you maybe go up to the magic and get me some stuff for a better locater spell. Please baby and don’t worry I will be ok here, I’m staying out of this fight going on. it looks like Buffy got this taking care of, I just want to watch and make sure Buffy doesn’t kill anyone.”

Willow then landed in giving Tara a long kiss sweet kiss on lips, she then gave her a big hug telling her “I love you , Be careful babe and I will be here when you get back ok” Willow let up from holding on to Tara and watched as she left. Willow really didn’t want her here with all this going down. Not only was she scared of something happing to Tara again, but Willow knew that she had been out of practice a bit. Plus a gun or something could easily go off with all this fighting going on, Willow might be acting paranoid but she has the right to. It not something Willow ever wants to have to go threw again ever. She doesn’t know if she can even take a second time.

Willow looked back over at Buffy knowing she was starting to get pissed at these two laying to her, so Willow thought there had to be something she could do into scaring these guys a bit. Willow knew that if she wanted to she could really get this guys to talk, But scaring them did sound more fun, “Hey Buffy don’t worry, if they don’t talk I can always make them by casing a little truth spell. They will talk in no time when I do that! Or maybe I could just keep turning them into something till they do talk. How you two feel about rats?” Willow said with a smile, hoping they might talk now. But if they didn’t she still was having fun feeling like she was some what involved.

Word Count- 598
Tagged- Dean, Sam, AJ and Buffy
Outfit- Click to see Willow's outfit!
Note- Hey guys Tara(MC) asked me to take her out of this, she is on vacation
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[Dean Jonathon Winchester]

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Dean could tell even with him trying to calm them down this girl was still going to be mad no matter what, and not take any of this shit. How she acting would be a lot like how Dean has been in this situation when he had lost Sam. Which also meant if she was like Dean then she wasn’t going to be happy with any answer or anything he tells her until she found her sister. Dean didn’t blame her though with all the times in the past he had lost Sam, Dean would lose it as well just like her.

He still can recall the time when those people took Sam and wanted to hunt him down and kill him like animal, Dean didn’t think he was ever going to find him again. Or the time Dean found him covered in blood, thinking he had killed a bunch of Hunters. And Dean will never forget when he came back to his car and Sam was just gone. No were to be found and when Dean finally did find Sam, he was shot and killed right in front of him falling in Dean’s arms. The thought of living with out Sam killed Dean, to the point that giving up his soul seemed like the only logical think to do. Even though it made Sam royally pissed off at him, a lot of good that did look at Sam now.

Dean could tell that the man and the beautiful blond, didn’t know what he meant when he was talking about his baby. Dean knew he might need to liberate on it a little more on what he meant about his baby, or the were going to have a laughing hay day all night long. “Look I was talking about my car, I’m sorry but it is my baby and we go way back. I have had it for a long time ok, it was my dad’s and he is not with us anymore.” Dean really missed his Dad, oh how he wished he was there right now with this all this going on, He would know what to do with Sam or at lest find away to fix it. Dean wishes everyday that goes by that he was here.

Dean then looked over at the man that had his hands on his brother and said, “look right now my brother is not himself ok, he lost his soul and we are still trying to find away to get it back. So it don’t matter what you say to him he is still going to be a dick, the Sam I know would want to find your sister more then anything right now. So please as much as I would like to don’t kill him, he is my brother and he is all I have.” Dean didn’t love that fact that Sam didn’t have a soul, hell a part of Dean kind of wanted to kill him. But he was still his brother after all and he still loved him dearly.

Then while Dean was still penned up against the wall, he looked over and saw two girl making out. Dean was liking what he was seeing and wanted to get in on the action, it was a lot better then what he was having to go threw. Dean then asked, “Hey hey! I want to get in on that! Why do those girl get to make out and have fun and we have to be pinned up on this wall?” Dean then watched as the red headed girl’s girlfriend left and she made there way over to them. She went on about using a truth spell on them and turning them into things, which was the last thing Dean wanted to be some kind of small animal. Buffy then gave Dean a very pissed of glare and told him, he better tell her what a hunter is in 30 words or less.

Now Dean thought about it for a moment, could you really tell somebody every little thing there was to know about a hunter in 30 words or less ? He wasn’t sure but he knew he needed to tell this girl something or she was going to kill him, “I mean you don’t know, I’m sorry I thought you were a hunter yourself babe. You be a good one you know. Anyway a hunter Is someone like me and Sam, who go after werewolf’s, Demons, Wendigos, Jinns, Reapers, ghosts, Zombies, ghouls, and Vampires you name it sister. And sometimes we even have to take out an Angel, that is if they have pissed me off that day. So are you going to let me go or what?” Dean asked comely waiting to see what she was going to do.

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Tagged- Sam, Buffy, Willow, and AJ
Outfit- Click to see Dean's suit!
Note- This is the longest Dean post i have ever done Hell yeah, sorry if it is a bit messed up my drunk mom would not stop talking to me

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Sam was already irritated about how this whole night was going and well they were loosing time. He really didn't care for the fact that this AJ fellow had all their gear, and was holding him up against a wall by his throat. Not like it really mattered because he was sure that the guy holding him didn't care either but he also seemed uninformed about what was going on around here and was just winging it all. With a sigh rolling off his lips Sam shook his head a little. It was annoying how they couldn't just have an adult conversation about it which just might make things go faster instead of this hostile intake of it all. If Sam could rub his face in disapproval he would but alas he could not since he was being pinned up by an old vampire. At least the strength said he was older than most.

Clearing his throat to the best he could he simple looked from the vampire to the blond woman to dean and back. All this was ridiculous in his eyes. Sam was much more powerful than what he led on. He was no average human and whether anyone wanted to believe it or not he still had demon blood coursing through his veins and with no soul that made him even more dangerous than he already was, so if they weren't careful he could just unleash a bunch of Hell on to everyone but that wouldn't accomplish anything. It wasn't like he could just stand there and not say anything at the moment it wasn't in his nature.

Dean began to talk and Sam knew that it wasn't going to be a very bright idea for him to speak. "Dean, they don't care about your car. I am sure they don't really want to hear about me being a dick or soulless. Honestly it's none of their business what I am and what I am not!" He didn't really care that he was practically ignoring the girl and the guys snide comments. He turned to the tall guy who went by the name AJ looking him straight in the eyes. He wasn't blinking, there was no sign of struggle or fear. There really wasn't anything in his expression. "Look I am sure you would just love to knock something into me, teach me a lesson. Go a head I don't care. If it makes you happy and we can all move on from it be my guest. Hit me so we can move on to finding miss Summers little sister before some evil gets it.." Sam was being very crude to the vampire now. This was getting out of hand, and very childish but if all he wanted to do was kick his ass a little fine. It's not like he would care or really feel much anyways, as long as it got them moving on with the REAL problem at hand.

After talking to... Well more at the vampire he turned to the blond "Excuse my brother. Anyways appearntly you haven't been in this business long. Hunters not the animal kind although you may call them animals if you wish. Don't matter to be. But we hunt them we kill them. End of story. Not hard to comprehend Now for your sister I take it she doesn't carry your genes because she is probably in the hands of something very strong and very evil if your own little With over there couldn't get through to finding her. I can tell we are all in no mood for silly little games I get that. Sure we would have introduced ourselves right if we would have known that you were involved in this world. However we didn't and seeing as you are apart of it you of all people should understand being undectected and keeping the people unaware of what monsters are really hiding under their bed or in their closet is. Than you can see why we introduced ourselves the way we did. And I may add it is not childish. This whole NOW is childish so can we move past this and find your sister before we find her dead in a ditch somewhere." Sam was very snappy with the whole conversation but it was all true and they were all just prolonging the whole situation by going back and forth and so instead of trying to tell her something in thirty words or less he went on with everything that was needed to be said. Hopefully this time they will actually listen the vampire will be somewhat informed and they can all move on.

Before anyone could speak again Sam spoke up once more, ignoring the whole comment that his brother blurted out about the women and having fun. There was no time for this. "I know it may be hard now but you must trust us to help you. I get where your coming from I have lost Dean plenty of times to know and he has lost me. It comes with the job but holding us here taking OUR stuff and threatening us with spells is not helping anything and you know I am right. I can tell your the leader of what ever it is this place is and I am sure you know just how important it is to get a move on in finding out sister just encase it does happen to be supernatural. It will take all of us to find her I am sure so can we move on get this over with and ask questions later?" It wasn't really a question it was more of a statement. With every minute they spent interrogating the Winchester boys was another minute lost they could be looking or finding the missing sister.

Sam just wanted this whole thing to be over with there were other cases to be dealt with and there were monsters to be killed not to mention there was some research to be done on how to get a human soul back. Not to mention he still didn't believe that it was possible that he could be living walking breathing without one so he wanted to look into that as well. Although it was obviously possible he just wasn't sure how, maybe it was magic. Who knew.

Word Count: A Bunch
Tag/Posting Order: Buffy, Willow, Tara, Dean Sam, AJ
Out Fit: Sam's Looks
Note: Ooo lots of tension!

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[Annabeth Halie Smith]

His mood was not helped, by her comment. Yeah it may have been funny, but no one calls him a child. No one. If this had been a cartoon, smoke would be spiriting from his ears right about now. Her could not help it, but he bore his teeth ever so slightly, in an almost animalistic kind of way. His tongue playing with the small points on his teeth, his face became bumpy and his eyes held a yellow glow. He so badly wanted to take a bite out of the poor man. Fuck the promise he made Chase, the promise he made himself. Next time someone wants to call him a child, this is what they might get. AJ held his head tilted to the side slightly as he listen his tongue still playing with the point’s on his teeth. He just needed one look, one word, one nod, one something and it would all be over. AJ would make it quick, he’d grant the guy that much. If he was going to kill someone might as well make it as painless as possible. Unless of course his orders were to play not kill, then he’d pull back out the weapons. A knife would be his only friend.

But he was caught, just as he began to look at the pumping vein around the boys neck. How he missed the sweet sweet taste of human blood. How he wanted to taste the warm supple supply the man had to offer. The thought was making it hard to resist. But of course Buffy was boss. They would be even in a fight. Though Buffy would end up winning seeing as AJ would just give up after a while, he did not want to hurt her. So he knew his place. And he knew if he wanted to die then he should go for it. But seeing as he had what he like to this was his family, he clamped his mouth shut. A small grumble was herd, that seem to come from deep down, again a very animalistic like sound, to show his great displeasure. But he would listen none the less. AJ knew his rightful place.

But the prospects of a fight, helped to calm him. He’d need to save his energy if they were to fight… not that a human such as this male would hurt him. AJ would even give him something to fight with… holy water, and a cross, maybe even a stake. He’d give the guy a fair chance, but he would lose. Again you don’t live as long as he does, without picking up a few moves. AJ snickered at the sad sad tale of a lost soul. “Save it.” He muttered, there was more then one person in this room without a soul. AJ did not have a soul, and he could still control himself… to a point of course. So this man should need be able to hold his tongue. If AJ can do it, this man should be able to. But really… don’t talk about souls here. AJ has lived without one for many many many years. So that man can shut it.

“huh.. babe!” Aj said under his breath. “Someone’s got a boy friend I see.” AJ chuckled, resisting the urge to jump up and down and be crazy. He had high energy and he really needed to kill someone or something right about now. You don’t want to deprive AJ a chance to kill when he’s worked up like this, bad things tended to happen. AJ smiled, his face back to it’s normal state, thought the need to kill was still there, strong as ever. He leaned over to Buffy a little. “He thinks he can kill me… let him try.” AJ said thinking the vampire comment was a stab at him. It may not have bee but AJ figured it was. But really Buffy needed to give him something to kill, before he goes crazy, and we are talking white padded room, light’s off straight jacket crazy. It’s never good to work AJ up so much. He has a problem with impulse.

The man spoke to him… AJ could not help but smirk. He’d listen to the young…man. If that was he was. But his smirk soon left his face. He was being a dick. AJ did enjoy a challenge. Oh he did… And he was telling him to hit… well… that was no fun. If he wanted to get hit, then that took all the fun away from it. Dang. With a heavy sigh, AJ removed his hand from the mans neck. “You take the fun out of everything.” He said, with another sigh. At least all the blood lust crap was gone. Now he was just sad…. Thought he was not that way for long. “Finding…. WTF?” AJ said, his head tilted to the side once more. “Your… why… what? Alright I’m lost.” AJ explained, clearly very slow on the uptake. You’d think he’d get it by now that Dawn was missing, but Nope. AJ was incapable of thinking about other people like that. So he was now just downright confused.

“Wait who took the kid?” Aj said his head turned to the side still. Whom ever took the kid clearly wanted to die. You don’t fuck with Buffy. Nope. Shit you don’t fuck with AJ, and if Buffy set him lose… bad things would happen. AJ would normally ask if he could kill the thing that took the kid, AKA Dawn, but AJ knew Buffy would want to do it. If AJ got in the way, he’d be dusted as well. Our stuff… who said it was their stuff. AJ just stuck his tongue out at the comment. Butt head, he would normally add, but he was already called a child once, he did not think he could handled being called a child again. Anyway he was far to lost to care. Now he just wanted to know what was going on. All he knew was the kid was missing…. That’s it. Where these guys came into play…he had no idea. “ I think I like this guy… he’s a total ass!” Aj said to Buffy. He trusted his ability to kick the guys ass if needed, which is part of why he let him go, anyway he still had all the guys gear. And clearly the guy wanted to be hit, and AJ liked to do what people did not want done. He did not care if he got the shit kicked outta him, so AJ would not waste his time.