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"Let me guess, you didn't kill the gheraious" Alain's voice
greeted Electra as she entered her room.
The blonde vampire looked around taking in her trashed room. She
pursed her lips and looked at Alain.
He was giving his back at her; he was looking at Giles' living
room through the Solomon's mirror. The red-head was grazing
William's hair, she was watching him rest.
<Perfect...>
She thought with a smile. She got close to Alain, saying, "And you
almost got dusted...I told you not to enter this story..."
Alain turned hiding his hands behind his back; he tilted his head
on a side and said, "You know? I was wondering at your behaviour,
you kept repeating me that everything was going according to your
plans...but you see, mon ami, a stake tends to make me
nervous...so when I came back here, I looked around...and look at
what I found."
He produced some sheets, Electra got closer to him saying, "Gee,
Alain did you find my secret diary?"
"No, but it made for an interesting reading all the same..." he
placed the sheets on a table, next to the mirror and asked, "Do
you want me to read some of its more interesting passages to you?"
"I know it by heart, cherie...you don't need to. It took me long
to translate it...it took me long to decipher it...I was bound to
learn it by heart" She got past him and looked at mirror, watching
as Willow rested her head against Spike's chest, the vampire
slowly stretched a hand and brushed her hair, a soft, weak smile
on his lips. She smiled and said in a low voice, “When the
sacrifice will be reflected in the mirror, the future will be
woven by fire's warp and love will become a puppet. Reflection of
the red passion"
"The Eletti isn't dead, why?" Alain asked interrupting her.
"He wasn't meant to, cherie..."
"Why?" Alain asked.
Electra turned and smiling at him said, "Did you read the
prophecy, cherie? My plan is a bit bigger...and much more
funny..."
"What are we going to do?" Alain asked.
"We? Did you hear me talk about us? Sorry cherie, as much as a
part of me loves you, this isn't an amateurs' playground..."
The brown-haired vampire looked at her puzzled, and said, "Oh, you
wound me, Electra...have you already forgotten who freed you? Who
put together the demons for your little experiment last month?"
"I haven't and part of me will be always grateful, but you see,
cherie?" she said getting close to him, "You couldn't help me even
if you were able to, because I'm the only one who knows about the
prophecy..."
Alain shook his head saying, "I don't think so..."
Quicker than eyes could see she produced a stake from the
waistband of her trousers, Alain didn't even have time to move,
for Electra staked him, with deadly efficiency right trough the
heart .
Electra shrugged and smiling said, "*I* think so, moron"
The look on Alain's face, as his body quickly turned into dust,
was one of disbelief; Electra couldn't help laughing at it.
She shrugged and got past Alain's ashes, she took a look at the
mirror, and grazed it with a finger saying, "Look at them.... how
lovely they are...their joy as sweet as poison on my lips...my
little, darling puppets..."
THE END
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