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Date Posted: 22:03:29 08/08/02 Thu
Author: WillowX
Author Host/IP: AC9DEEA4.ipt.aol.com / 172.157.238.164
Subject: Children of the Earth (7/10) Part 2

I woke to an empty bed. Buffy was no where in sight. This was really odd. She never left the bed before I woke up from a vision. She always liked to hear what I had seen. I look at the upside down clock on the floor. It’s only 12:30 A.M. Where could she be?

Deciding to go looking for her, I get up and put on my robe. I could hear the sound of kitchen utensils coming from the kitchen…maybe she got hungry.

“Hey Baby….what are you doing up?” I asked warmly as I made my way into the kitchen.

“Hey Willow…sorry I didn’t wait for you. The sound of my stomach growling woke me up and there is nothing to eat here but velveeta cheese and crackers.” She said with a pout.

“There is a new jar of jelly and peanut butter in the covert behind you. Sit down, I’ll make you a peanut butter jelly sandwhich…just the way you like it…minus the crust.” I say with a small smile. She nodded slowly in agreement. She was either really really hungry or really really upset about something…but she had no reason to be upset anymore…did she?

I watched as she ate her sandwich silently. Not a drop of conversation exchanged between the two of us. I thought for sure half way through her sandwich her motor skills would kick in but they didn’t. I ran my hand over her cheek pulling her face up a little to see her eyes.

“What’s wrong Baby?” I ask concerned.

“It has already begun!” A familiar voice responded my question from the doorway. I looked up suddenly to see Hope standing tall with a proud grin on her face.

“Hope…you’re awake and lucid.” I say a little confused.

“I was always lucid my child. I was just stalling. You shielded her mind from me. I had no way of knowing what her true intentions were. Until you let your guard down that is.” She finished with a suggestive grin and a wink. I felt my face flush.

“What do you mean ‘my true intentions’?” Buffy asked confused.

“The good in you is strong little one. It will never let the evil in you prevail. That’s what I needed to know.” She said with a smile.

“What has already begun? You said something had begun….what is it?” I asked confused.

“You’re vision…it was disturbing wasn’t it.” Hope asked Buffy.

“How do you know about the visions Hope?” I ask a little defensive. The last thing I needed was her pocking her big fat head into my sex life.

“Come …join me in dinning room. This is a long story.”

Buffy and I followed her into the dinning room and sat quietly at the table. She was sitting at the head and Buffy and I sat at either side of her. Once settled she began to speak.

“This world is older than any of you know and contrary to popular mythology, it did not begin as…”

“a paradise?” Buffy interrupted. “Yes yes we know … for untold eons demons walked the Earth. They made it their home, their Hell. Blah blah blah...this is not new stuff...we’ve heard all this before.” Buffy finished a little less than politely.

“I was going to say Hell. The world did not begin as a Hell. The Watchers Council would like you to believe that existence began with the creation of evil…but it did not. Thousands of centuries ago, when the Earth was still flat and the clouds were made a fire, all the Gods got together and created a race of super humans.” She paused for a minute to absorb our expressions. I was fascinated and anxious to hear the rest of the story and a little intrigued as to her reference to the Watchers Council….Buffy however…not so much. She never really was the book wormie type.

“These super humans were superior to today’s race in every shape and form. They were double the size and walked upright on four legs with two heads and two sets of arms. Every single one complete in itself…perfect.” I looked at Buffy and she had a grossed out expression on her face. Yep… that description did not send her to a happy visual place.

“There were three different sexes then. The first looked like two men glued up back to back…they were called the Children of the Sun. The second sex, known as the Children of the Earth, looked like two girls rolled up in one and the last sex was a mixture of both…part Sun and part Earth… half female and half male…these were called the Children of the Moon. Created in the Gods own images these creatures were of exceptional intelligence and abilities. The Children of the Sun were endowed with special strength. The Children of the Moon were endowed with special mystical powers and the Children of the Earth, the favorite among the Gods, were endowed with both….strength and mystical power.”

“What happened to these creatures?” I asked urging her to continue.

“As always my child, with great power comes great chaos and corruption. The Children of the Sun and the Moon were jealous of the Earths superior strengths. The sexes began battling against each other for control and the Gods watched in terror as their priced creations fought and destroyed each other. They grew scared of their collective strengths and abilities and decided they should be punished for their defiance. Every God was given a task to complete. Thor, the Norse God of Thunder, thought the entire race should be destroyed and a new race formed in it’s place. But Zeus, the Greek God, decided that the best punishment would be to end their peace forever. He rained a storm of fiery thunderbolts on their unsuspecting creations. Each thunderbolt painfully cutting them in half, creating two where before there was only one. The cries of pain and anguish bellowed all over the planet and blood ran like a violent ocean. It was both a physical and an emotional pain. Deciding that splitting them in half wasn’t nearly a severe enough punishment, Osiris and the other Gods of Nile gathered a big storm of water, wind, and hail to blow a hurricane to separate each creature from their other halves. In a flood of wind and rain and in a sea of tidal waves, what remained of the Children of the Sun, the Moon, and the Earth were scattered around the planet…alone…separated from their other halves.” She paused for a second as tears glistened in her eyes. This was obviously very personal to her but why I didn’t know.

“That was the last vision I had!!!” Buffy exclaimed in awe.

“Yes…that’s right little one. The Slayers come from a long line of Children of the Earth. It was only fitting. They were the God’s favorites. Choosing one of them, generation after generation, and returning her powers with the purpose of defending the Earth against evil, made sense.” She explained…now that got Buffy’s attention.

“But you said the Children of the Earth had both strength and mystical powers.” I state.

“Good…you were listening.” She said with a smile. “That is correct my child. You too are of a long line of Children of the Earth. You see…the spell you performed was not really a resurrection spell…but more of a soul joining spell. It just so happens that one of the requirements was that one of the parties had to have died a physical death by mystical forces. When you die, your soul remains in a state of peaceful suspension, in a place that is warm and loving. There you wait for the death of your soul mate so that you can both be re-born again in the same cycle of life and time. You called on Osiris to return her soul to you…the very God that separated you both in the first place.” She finished with another smile.

“Is this why our powers have been changing?” Buffy asked. She had caught on already.

“Yes little one. You enhance each other… make each other stronger… complete!” She stated.

“What about the visions?” I asked.

“Ahhh yes…definitely one of the perks. The human body evolved for hundreds of centuries and it is obviously impossible for you both merge again physically. Emotionally, however, you merge every time you make love. Making the connection between your souls stronger. You see what…memories?” She asked as Buffy and I nodded slowly in awe.

“That will soon change as well. But I’m getting ahead of myself again. You are both in great danger and the fate of the world lies in your hands.” She said her expression becoming deftly serious again.

“From who…I don’t understand.” I said frustrated.

“His name is Methos.” She said with a disgusted growl. My eyes widen. I knew that name. I knew who he was and suddenly everything…Hope…her powers…her knowledge… everything was beginning to fall into place like a jigsaw puzzle.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

There is nothing like a nice cup of tea and a few scones early in the morning to get the day started off right. Yes…tea and scones…nice indeed. Oh dear God…I’ve never been so bored before in my life….

Just then the phone rang and I picked up instantly.

“Rupert Giles here.” I said into the receiver.

“Mr. Giles. Very nice to hear you’re voice again. Do you know who this is?” The deep voice at the other end of the phone said. Of course I know who it is.

“Of course I do. To what do I owe the pleasure of your call Methos?” I asked pleased.

“I need your help Mr. Giles. The Council had been re-training the Slayer known as Faith.”

“Oh dear lord.” I let out annoyed.

“Yes indeed. She was quite the firecracker. But things have taken a dire turn. She murdered her maid two days ago and escaped. We believe she’s heading to Sunnydale.”

“She’ll probably go after Buffy.” I say in shock.

“Yes. I need your help Mr. Giles. I cannot complete the final part of my plan without your presence.”

“Of course. You can count with 100% of my cooperation.”

“Excellent. Just as I thought. A car will be around in an hour to pick you up. We must leave right away.”

I hang up the phone with fear in my heart. Buffy is in danger. I must call her right away. With the time difference it’s about midnight in Sunnydale. I dial the number and all I get is a busy signal. Blasted Dawn! What could she possibly be talking about at this hour?

To be continued in Chapter 8 “A Great Sorceress in Training”

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