Dawn's POV

Something's wrong. Something's really wrong with Buffy and Faith, and for some reason I think it's my fault. I don't really know what's going on, I didn't hear most of it but I did hear my name come up a few times. I wanted to get closer but I couldn't without them noticing. And then they got that phone call. Mom told me later on it was Willow, but wouldn't tell me why she called. I got the impression it was something bad, I hope she's all right.

Why is it everyone's talking to each other but no one will talk to me? What's wrong with me? What is it about me that people don't like? No one ever asks me if I can help. If this problem between my sister and her cooler than Buffy girlfriend is about me, should I do something about it? Or be involved or um, know about it?

Maybe I should talk to Faith about that plan thing she had a couple days ago. Maybe that'll make things better between them. I'll get Mom to help me... somehow. She knows more about this love stuff than I do. Plus they both talk to Mom. Neither of them talks to me. I'll talk to Mom tomorrow.

Glory's POV

My key, my key, my key... where the hell's my key? That bitch of a slayer has my key and I want it back. I'm going to make her tell me, but first I have to find her.

I break down the door to this, rather pedestrian magic shop, and go inside.

That's why I'm here. Dregg and the other little piss-ants I have working for me said this is where I'd find the ingredients for that little spell they scrounged up. Now, if I were a Sobekian bloodstone... where would I be?

Some grubby little human comes up to me as I start looking around.

I didn't think humans stayed up this late.

"Wow, now that was just so cool. Can you teach me to do that?"

I roll my eyes as I grab him by the throat and snap it. Some chick comes over, kinda upset.

She was probably screwing that sack of shit.

"Oh my GOD! What did you do?"

She checks out her moron of a dead lover's neck. Realizing what an idiot her lover was she comes to confront me.

"WHAT did you DO?"

She punches me in the stomach and all the bones in her hand and most of them in her arm break. I grab her by the hair as she drops to her meagre knees. I snap her neck. By this time the rest of the customers have noticed me and decide to flee for their lives.

Geez you'd think the humans in this town had never seen people murdered in front of them before.

"Leave this place."

Another sack of crap starts annoying me by defending his business.

"Where do you keep your Sobekian bloodstones and Kohl's amulets?"

"I will not tell you."

Not another one.

It takes me less than a split second to close the gap between us and grab him by his fleshy little neck.

"Sobekian bloodstones, where are they?"

He chokes on his own words as he points to a shelf of magical trinkets.

"T-there... t-top right... s-shelf..."

I drag him by his stupid fragile neck to the shelf. I see what I'm looking for and pick it up.

"And the Kohl's amulets?"

"Three... s-shelves... over..."

I drag him 3 shelves over and pick up the amulet.

"Okay now, time to check out."

I pull his lazy bag of meat to the sales counter and throw him over it. I set my items on the counter and ring the bell next to the register. I tap my fingers impatiently as no one comes to serve me.

"HELLO! CUSTOMER with a PURCHASE here?"

He manages to get his lazy ass off the floor and hangs off the counter.

"Ah, there you are. I'd like to buy these please."

"Take... t-them..."

Damn fragile humans. He's so afraid of dying he'll give these away from free.

"Can I get a bag at least?"

He reaches down with severe pain on his face, and pulls out a little pink bag.

Ooh I love pink. It goes so well with my complexion.

I put my items in my bag and turn to leave.

Oh wait...

"I forgot to give you a tip."

I spin around, swinging my fist into his pathetic face. It shatters every bone in his soft squishy head. He doesn't even have time to scream as the blood splatters all over my hand.

Ugh, now I'm gonna have to take a bath. Damn humans...