She stared at her dangerous demon twin as she paced round his apartment. The tension between them was palpable Abigail knew she couldn´t touch Dominique so they continued to circle each other. They had battled like this for years but always before twixt day and night. Now they battled for Mr.Giles. Who would finally have his soul to drag it away to the Shadow world to prey on for eternity?

The sound of groaning came from upstairs. Abigail took the stairs two at a time in her stocking feet. She froze in the doorway of his bedroom her heart stopped cold in her chest. It had begun. She moved into the room and knelt by the bed touching his shoulder. He stirred smiling in his sleep. Dominique stepped into the room like a conqueror finally taking her prize. She leaned against the door frame, dressed in a long sheath of shiny black, she crossed her arms the ebony patent leather of her long gloves making a moist crinkling sound.

"Ooh, all wicked and sadistic! Delicious! I knew he would be." He shifted in bed the sheet drifting past his fully erect manhood. He opened his eyes and Abigail saw them cloud over with dark shadows. Her tears fell on the shoulder of the man lying on the bed. They were still joined; her Giles and the Shadow–Giles there might be time to save him. Her mind raced with desperate thoughts while her “sister” laughed by the doorway. A different sound reached her, a dark and evil growl that escaped Shadow–Giles´ lips. Rupert slept blissfully unaware the struggle for his soul had just begun.

Giles hadn´t had a decent night´s sleep in weeks. Since returning from the ´Cave incident´ Dominique had been his constant nighttime companion it was driving him to distraction. Although she didn´t injure him permanently the strain of his nocturnal excursions to the Shadow world were taking their toll. Abigail helped all she could but she made her demands on him during the day as well.

The gang began to notice his haunted dark look and mood swings. They were concerned for him. Xander mentioned something about “Death by Sex” and was hit several times. If they even suspected the real reason behind Giles´ moods they would not have made light of it. Giles was being drained slowly and surely.

"I don´t bloody care what band is playing at the fucking Bronze! You are going to train now!" Willow´s heart and stomach hit the floor at the same time. She had never heard Giles swear like that. Then she looked at his face. It was hard his mouth was drawn into a cruel line. Xander sat down in shock his own stomach bucking uneasily.

"Buffy you can see them anytime don´t they have a repeat gig later in the week?" His tone was quiet and kindly as he collected his trusty quarterstaff.

Willow stared. Something weird had happened to Giles like he was splitting in two. His hands hovered over the padding he usually wore for training sessions; they shook. He quickly stripped off all the clothes that covered the top half of his body. He dropped them on the floor and kicked them out of the way. Willow gasped when did he get pierced? He straightened and smiled at her noticing her gaze. He took a step closer.

"If you touch the ring you get a prize Willow." He breathed sexily. He smiled as her fingers reached out and touched his nipple gingerly. Giles grabbed her other hand and pressed it to his groin. "Feel? It´s magic." Willow´s hand flew away when he let it go and she studied the floor. Giles laughed and moved to his Slayer. He gripped his weapon in one hand and loosened his shoulders in preparation for the fight. He brought the end of his quarterstaff down on the ground with a thunderous thud. Buffy jumped.

"Let´s begin shall we?"

Buffy landed on the floor again. Giles wasn´t giving her enough time to recover from his blows. The first couple of strikes caught her off guard because she couldn´t take her eyes off that nipple ring! He was fighting like a man possessed! He was smiling. Smiling! That got her mad! She was going to wipe that smirk off his face if it was the last thing she ever did. She crouched and tried to sweep his feet away with a straight–legged spin but he jumped into the air and landed out of her reach.

He craned his head sideways looking at her. He straightened as she stood up. She moved away warily. The staff whipped in front of her stopping her in her tracks.

"We´re not finished little one." Giles growled. Buffy looked up at his eyes they were duller somehow.

"Yes, we are. I´m pooped, you coming Will?" She ducked under the staff.

Xander´s warning came too late. Buffy was propelled into the book cage with the force of the blow to her back. She couldn´t breathe. He had caught her across her kidneys with the staff. His hand whirled her round and he shoved the end of the staff under her chin. The green of his eyes faded and blackened. He smiled showing needle sharp teeth.

"We´re not finished!" His hand moved over her body clasping this and grasping that. Buffy swallowed and closed her eyes. If she didn´t look at him it wouldn´t be Giles when she opened her eyes again and she could kill him without guilt.

Xander leaped from of his seat reaching striking distance before Giles´ head snapped round and he snarled at him.

"Stay Hu–man. I Slay the Slayer." Giles´ voice was a harsh growl. Xander halted in shock. Giles was gone. Fuck knows who this is!

Willow was incensed; she was royally pissed at having a demon take over Giles´ body. She began to chuck books at him as he continued to molest Buffy. Her aim was remarkably true every book hit its target. She was slowing him down. She screamed obscenities at him. Eventually Giles turned in Willow´s direction; his face was twisted into a parody of extreme annoyance. One more book bounced off his head and a screamed “Fuck Off” at the top of her lungs. He turned on his heel and strode towards the shadow´s at the far end of the library.

Buffy came to Willow and gave her friend a hug. Willow was shaking with rage and fear Xander joined them. They all looked at one another. No Way was that their Giles!

The sound of a heavy body falling to the ground drew their attention to the rear of the library where Abigail was dragging a body across the floor.

"Buffy! Help me!" She called. They all went to the Shelver´s aid. The body was a partially clothed man. He couldn´t walk by himself though he was conscious, barely. He didn´t have the strength to lift his head. They heaved him onto the couch in Giles´ office. His head rolled to the side hidden in shadow. Abigail smoothed her hands over his body easing his pain.

"You nearly killed him, Buffy." Abigail muttered. "How long were you fighting for?"

"What?" Buffy asked mystified.

The man stirred and sat up. The gang stared at him stunned. It was Giles!

Buffy´s hand came to within a whisker of slapping him. Abigail stopped her before it hit. Giles was staring ahead vacantly trying to get his bearings he put his hand up to the bridge of his nose.

"Where are my glasses?" That quiet puzzled tone was true Giles. Willow went to his desk and retrieved his spare pair from the centre drawer.

"Thank you Willow." He glanced round sheepishly seeking out Abigail´s hand for support. "Since you´re all looking at me like I´ve just grown fangs, I gather something unusual has occurred."

They all began talking at once. He found it difficult to concentrate he got “beat the crap out of me” from Buffy “kill you for touching Willow” from Xander and “sorry for pelting you with books” from Willow.

"I´m sorry. I don´t remember it, someone was beating me. That must have been you Buffy. I´m sorry I hurt you." He reached out his hand to touch her arm but Abigail stopped him. He didn´t protest.

"Willow, if you´ve hurt any of my books I´ll be cross with you." He admonished with a merry glimmer in his eyes, now their normal green.

"Xander thank you for trying to defend them in my absence. Now, has anyone any ideas of how to solve my ´small´ problem?" Giles asked with typical understatement.

As if on cue they heard the library doors swing open and the strains of "Dansé Macabre" whistled tunefully, accompanied by slow carefully placed footfalls. Everyone tensed as the footsteps approached the office door. The handle turned.

"So you´re all hiding in here!" Ethan surveyed the Slayerettes, and then noticed his friends´ lack of clothes. "Or is this an orgy? Well! Ripper, so early in the day!"

Abigail shrank back a little frightened of the newcomer. Ethan let his gaze travel over her taking her measure. He perched on the corner of the desk his hips pointing in Giles´ direction.

"I see the cause of your dilemma." He pointed at Abigail. "She is a demon hybrid. Probably a nun at some point in her career." He paused to see Abigail lower her eyes. "Yes, seduced by “the dark side” were you? Think it was “Our Lord” eh?" He scoffed. "Religion? Behind some of the bloodiest wars!"

"Have you come to rant and rave? Or are you going to help? Because I´ve got a stake with your name on it and an itchy staking fist." Buffy hated Ethan with a passion. A passion that Ethan always wished would slide between the sheets but it never did. She was so much like Ripper but he´d had Ripper before and he felt like a change.

"Has the split become permanent?" Ethan asked Abigail factually.

"No. He hasn´t fed yet. Mage? You must believe me. I love him I didn´t want to transform him into a Shadow demon. My “sister” became greedy, jealous of my time with him and his friends. I want to help you. What can I do?" Ethan looked unmoved by her plea. They always had to use that “Mage” word, remind him of what he once was. He turned away from her and sighed. He noticed Willow´s hands folded in her lap. They were glowing. He slid off the desk and caught her hands in his lifting them to his nose.

"He touched you. Did you touch Him? Don´t go all virginal on me! Did you touch him?" Ethan repeated. Willow nodded. "Ah, not innocently either I´ll wager."

Giles looked at her sympathetically Willow blushed a deep rose colour.

"He´s chosen you as his conquest. But" Ethan hesitated looking Buffy over. "You were a close second."

"Thank you. That just fills my heart with Joy!" Buffy commented sarcastically.

"It should, it means you´ll survive unscathed. Willow is going to be harassed for the rest of her life if we don´t stop Him here and now before He feeds."

"What´s all this feeding stuff? Where do demon´s chow down anyway?" Xander asked.

"We don´t eat like human´s do." Everyone looked at Abigail with renewed interest. "I live off the destructive actions of my sister and sex." Her voice failed on the word ´sex´. "My sister lives by domination and sex. Ours is a symbiotic relationship she destroys; I invigorate and re–animate."

"Will I do the same then? Love Willow so much that she eventually dies?" Giles gazed at Willow in dismay his tears reflected in her eyes. He wanted to be with her to comfort her. He stood up and Abigail rushed between them.

"Mr. Giles! You can´t be with her. We have to keep Him weak. It´s the only way we can defeat Him." Giles looked to Ethan.

"Is it the only way? Because I´m starving!" The growl was back. The creature backed into the shadows. Abigail stared round at them pleading and turned her back. Ethan glimpsed a leather mini skirt and waistcoat with a sheathed knife strapped to her thigh. He shifted uncomfortably his interest piqued.

"Ethan. Ethan? ETHAN!" Buffy shouted.

Ethan looked at her blankly amazed at the power the dominatrix had over his libido. Piqued? Definitely peaked! He shook himself mentally. Ripper´s been swallowed by Shadow´s, he´s picked Willow as his concubine and Ethan was seriously interested in that delightful dominatrix!

End of Part. 1

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