Title: An Unnerving Encounter
Story: 2/?
Author: Electra
e-mail: Sadie@antisocial.com
Disclaimer: The characters of BtVS belong to Joss, Mutant Enemy and the 
WB, not to me :(
Rating:
Summary: Willow has an encounter.
Notes: This story is the second in the "Prophecy Of The Wicked" series.
Read the first one first!!!!! You'll find it at my page!
Distribution: Tell me and take it :)
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                        An Unnerving Encounter

"So this dream, it involved you and a man you couldn't see?" Giles was frowning in puzzlement.
Willow had phoned him after waking up and now the gang was waiting for her to go on.

"Yeah, and, um, uh, hekissedmeandinthedreamIreallylikeditisthatbad?"

"I'm sorry, but, What?" Cordelia asked.

Willow sucked in a breath, "He kissed me and in the dream I really liked it, is that bad?"

"No, no. Did he say anything, did you see his face?" Buffy questioned.

"No to both. But he was wearing a leather jacket and black pants!" Willow tried to think of
anyone she knew that wore those things, but couldn't.

"You're sure?"

"Yeah, that part of him was in a weird, blue light. Strange."

"Hmmmm.. yes. Well, I'll look into it tonight and see what I can find for tomorrow." Giles
opened the door for the kids as they walked out.

"Do you need me to walk home with you Wills?" Buffy offered.

"No, um, I need to think, alone, by myself, yeah."

"Um, okay! See you tomorrow, don't get killed now." Buffy walked away.

Willow started to walk towards her house, not very far away, but stopped completely when she
felt the pull again, stronger this time.

Without thinking, she walked with it. Not knowing exactly where she was going, but not really
caring.

When she reached the woods, she stopped. The pull was so strong here, she could barely think.
<Where am I going? Where is this thing leading me?>

Willow continued walking and soon heard footsteps coming directly at her. Then all of a sudden,
the pull was gone. A man stood about 5 feet away from her, but she couldn't see his face, only the
outfit from her dream. She knew he couldn't see her either, because, just like him, she was in
shadow.

A rush of fear washed over her. Willow turned on her heel and ran, ignoring the voice screaming
at her to go back. She ran all the way home without stopping, and when she got there, she leaned
against her porch, trying to catch her breath.

<What the heck happened there? Why did I run? Who was he? Why was I frightened of him?>
Thoughts were running through her head at a mile a minute, but she couldn't stop them.

<Never mind, I'm so tired. I'll think about it in the morning. Yeah, great idea Will.>

She undressed as soon as she reached her room and didn't bother brushing her hair, or her teeth,
just fell into bed and into a dreamless sleep.

End 2/?