Glory vs. Witch, Round II

Glory walked up to Buffy with a smile and said, "I'll think I'll remove that spell of yours just for the heck of it."

She stared into Buffy's eyes, made a gesture with her left hand, and then muttered some words that were old when the world was young. Then suddenly Buffy experienced the world's worst headache. After which she remembered everything...

Everything she had done that night. Everything she had wanted to do. And everything she suspected was going to happen.

"Oh my god!" she screamed. "I'm naked. Where are my clothes? How am I going to get out of here?"

"Relax, Buffy," said Glory. "You're not going anywhere. I'm nowhere close to being through with you yet."

"Don't listen to her," said a voice behind Glory.

Buffy turned and saw that was her old friend Amy Madison who had spoken.

"Amy," Buffy said, "what are you doing here?"

"She's the one who made you come here," said Glory. "She's the reason why you're in this club, and why you're dressed the way you are. She put a spell on you, Buffy, and if I hadn't removed it just now, you'd still be under it."

"Is all that true?" asked Buffy.

"Most of it," said Amy. "I was going to remove it. Really I was. But Glory beat me to it."

Glory sneered. "Sure. You say that now, Mama's Girl. But then it's easy to say it now."

"But I was going to remove it," said Amy. "And I didn't mean for all this to happen, Buffy. You gotta believe me. If I had known things were going to get this bad..."

Glory slapped Amy before she could say another word. And while Amy was still reeling from Glory's slap and trying to refocus, Glory gripped her by the throat.

"I should do your friend Buffy a favor and kill you right now," said Glory. "In fact, I see no real reason why I shouldn't. So say goodbye to the land of the living, Mama's Girl. And say hello to your mama for me, will you?"

Just then, Glory felt something -- or rather, someone -- leap upon her back. Next thing she knew, someone was holding her in a chokehold with one arm while punching in the face with the other. The punches were not fatal but they did prove to be enough of a distraction that she let go of Amy's throat, allowing Amy time to catch her breath and start focusing on a spell.

Glory shook off her attacker and then turned round in time to see that it had been Buffy of all people who had attacked her. And judging from her body language, Buffy seemed all set to do it again.

"Are you crazy?" Glory asked. "Amy is the one who put a spell on you in the first place. I just removed it. Why are you defending her? What sort of ingrate are you?"

"You just spent the last hour kicking the shit out of me," said Buffy. "You can't realistically expect me to be grateful for that. Besides, Amy may not be my favorite person in the world right now but at least she had the courage to stand up for me when no one else would -- even though she undoubtedly knew that there was a strong chance that it would cost her her life. Like it or not, I have to respect that type of loyalty."

"That's a noble sentiment, Buffy," said Glory. "But then I've killed many people who have had similar sentiments. So give me one good reason why I should not crush your skull right here and now."

"I'll give you one," said Amy. "Say cheese!"

Glory turned in Amy's direction to see what she was talking about only to get hit by what seemed to be a spell. Then suddenly Glory felt herself growing smaller. And smaller. And smaller. She also seemed to be getting hairier as well -- until at last, there was nothing within her clothes except for a large red-haired rat.

Then Amy said a few more words of Latin and made a magic gesture and then suddenly the rat disappeared.

"Where did it go?" asked Buffy.

"Hopefully to some place where there are a lot of cats," said Amy.