Prom Nightmare

Anya leaned back as Willow's tongue explored her pussy. She looked over at the clock 'the little slut's been going at it for over an hour, she's natural.'

As she looked down at the head of red hair between her thighs, she knew she was a natural in more ways than one. Certainly a lesbian who hadn't realized it yet. But the power she had with her mind. It was a good thing Anya found her, she could have been a real **** to be reckoned with in a few years.

Willow started to back away and Anya grabbed her head, "Not yet, slut. I've barely even cum."

That wasn't true, Anya had many wonderful orgasms. But the pleasurable moan she got from Willow told her she made the right move. The girl was a natural submissive desperately looking for acceptance.

Anya gave that to her. Willow would, quite literally, follow her into hell for a pat on the head. The assfucking she was going to give her later was just an added bonus.

Not all was good though. The Mayor was a problem. The Slayers a less serious problem. It was the Mayor though that was her bigger worry. She had over a 1,000 years of experience on him, but he was good. Good enough that he could throw a wrench into her plans for the Ascension.

She glanced at a calendar on the wall and a plan began to form. She pushed Willow and acted like she'd barely been pleased, "Are you familiar with the comedy film Carrie?"

-

Mayor Wilkens dashed into the dance hall, "Everyone out! In an orderly manner, please, chaos and yelling is just going to bring more danger."

The students ran by him, but it was the one who came after them who he was most concerned about, "Miss Rosenberg, I'm so sorry this is the path you ended up taking."

"You tried to keep this from!" Willow yelled. Her eyes were black and her anger caused tables near her to go flying. "I'm more powerful than you could ever be!"

"That's actually true," he admitted.

She stuck her hand out at him and shot an orb of fire in his direction. It was stronger than he could have managed, but sloppy. He cast a quick counterspell, focusing on only the key parts of her spell. It was like taking out the foundation of a building to make it collapse. In Willow's case it was a massive building, but a very weak foundation.

He turned the fire back on her and encircled her with it. "Now, just stay like that young lady. I'm going to seal your magics and I don't want to accidentally..."

He gasped as he looked down at a sword that had been jammed through his ribs, "Phew, I had to wait for your focus to go away. Your defenses were amazing. But I knew you'd never risk hurting a resident of Sunnydale."

Mayor Wilkens, Mayor and Defender of Sunnydale, gasped a few more times before collapsing to the floor, dead.

-

"What are you going?" Xander asked Faith.

"We need to make this right," Faith said as she laid out the components. "He was researching this spell. A Balancing Spell. I heard you brought it up with him."

"Yes, he didn't want us to use it. Too dangerous."

"I don't fucking care!" Faith screamed at him. "He's...he's gone Xander. And we weren't there to help him."

"Faith, don't..."

"Just look at ridiculous this is!" she said as she ripped at the formal dress she was wearing. "Why was I worried about this? Why did I say that things were safe?"

"He would have wanted you to have a normal life. He said that, many times," Xander said with a sigh. "He was happy we were going on a date."

"Are you with me on this or not? Just make it normal that Wilkens always has a backup plan or something. Then we're back together we'll track down those cunts and end them."

Xander couldn't believe he was thinking about fighting Willow, but that was somehow on the table, "Yes, Faith, I'm with you on this."

-

"Mayor Wilkens..." Xander said as the woman appeared in front of him.

"Is unavailable. No do overs."

He nodded his head.

"You don't seem surprised."

"This isn't the first time," he said. "Things feel oddly familiar and there is something in the back of my mind telling me what the rules are. Anya."

"Is unavailable," Eve said again. "No do overs."

Xander sighed, how much had been changed? "Willow Rosenberg..."

"Is acceptable. Now, for your other two choices."

"The Souled Vampire..."

"Being scared..."