"We need to talk", whispered Willow to me in between classes, "later at the library. About our costumes. The guy who possessed you had a message to you."
Well fuck, looks like Sol didn't take it well to being jammed into my body. Still having to go all the way to the library instead of taking a nap during lunch. What a drag.
I blinked, before shaking my head. No, I can't act lazy, I need to explain myself to the slayer gang.
Later at lunch we all gathered to the library, and as both me and Willow stepped inside the room all eyes were on us.
"Uh, can you let us be for a moment", said Buffy in what she thought passed as a sweet tone, "we need some privacy here."
"If you want privacy you should find a non-public place for the meeting", I replied dryly and I could see that Buffy wasn't thrilled by my response.
"His costume knew about him!" Blurted out Willow, making Giles and Buffy widen their eyes.
"Hey G-man!" Came Xander voice from behind us as he entered the library, "what's the w...h...at? Uh, what are you doing here Yu?"
I sighed. "Is anyone else going to come?"
We looked around, but nobody else came to distract us. "Alright everyone, sit down and I will give the heads up of the situation." Once we were all seated I continued. "So, do you want the short version or the long version?"
"Can we get a summary of everything?" Said Xander, and I approved of his need to expend the least energy to get shit done. Sadly, I was the master of it.
"Your live sucks", I said while motioning them all, "and will suck harder in the future. I had been roped to your cause so we can all suck together."
There was wide silence on the room, before Giles broke it wit a cough. "Perhaps you could elaborate a bit more then?"
"Long or short version?"
"How about the long version?" Tried Willow and I nodded.
Taking a deep breath I started. "I was just your normal slacker in Brasil before this all started. I don't have the memories of the next events and every time I try too hard to remember my head starts to hurt. Basically, someone or something kidnapped me from my home, gave me some choice bits of information so I could very through appreciate how fucked-"
"Language!" Said Willow with a disapproving tone.
"-fucked", I retorted with a glare, "the world, and me in particular were. Living demons, spirit demons, undead demons, giant insect monsters, government being compromised on all levels, government conspiracies to keep the populace ignorant, the world is literally fifteen minutes from the apocalypse every -fucking- where. This sudden and lovely realization aside, I somehow agreed to some nebulous deal that I have no recollection off, and I was tossed into Sunnydale High School. The people who did this to me were also kind enough to tell me this city was founded on top of a hellmouth."
I let my words sink in for a few moments before I continued.
"I had a bit of information on the next greater event in the year for Sunnydale that would happen, the Halloween and the magical costumes incident. At this point my options where to either warn people in advance, or let it run it's course. The thing is, from what I gathered this event is tied to some prophecy chains in the nearby future and preventing it would cause more trouble than it's worth it, so instead I decided to take advantage of it."
"I knew more or less what would happen, so I took several costume pieces in order to make my own customized piece based on a proper character, considering the shop had a distinct lack of iconic costumes. I planned to put a message for the person I had become for him to take care of the halloween incident quickly, and I knew that once the statue of Janus would be broken the effects of the spell would give lasting consequences."
I said the last while looking at them all. "Before I continue though, what was the message Sol gave me?"
"Sol? That's his name?" She shook her head, "right, sorry. I think he said, 'when I come to visit here, if I don't like what I see you're dead', or something like that."
Well, fuck, looks like I became enough of an annoyance to Sol that he is entertaining paying me a visit. Considering what I have planned, he will try to gut me like a fish first thing he sees me. Well, I was expecting something along those lines, but as they say, all is fair in love and war.
"That's... oddly reassuring, in a way." I said making all other room occupants stare at me. "it meant I actually got the right person since I put Sol in a tight spot and he have reason to be angry to me. He read me too well, besides I don't think he's serious about the death threat anyway." Oh, I'm sure he will try to murder me at some point, but I doubt it isn't something that beating the shit out of each other with lethal intent won't solve. I mean, he does that with Ky all the time and they're both alive!
Yeah, right. I'm fucking boned.
"Anyway the consequence of destroying the statue of Janus instead of letting the spell fade on it's own is that the sudden influx of magic means some of the summoned aspects imprints on the user, meaning you gain some of their memories and their skills, and perhaps some of their supernatural traits if they had them. Since I was on the epicenter of the magical burst and I had set up a small bribe to Janus beforehand-"
"What was the last one?" Interrupted Giles, but I ignored him.
"- I actually regained a very large portion of Sol's skills and memories."
Which I wasn't being entirely honest about. Oh sure I had Sol memories and skills, I just didn't told them how deeply ingrained those skills and memories were. At the moment I still felt like myself, but even now some habits of Sol started to sink into me, like how by now I am really craving a good smoke.
I think that if things keep going, I will lose myself in his memories and life. The main problem is to balance his memories and expertize while still retaining my identity.
Besides, if I lose myself on his memories I doubt Sol would like the thought of a discount clone running around.
"You really put yourself at risk unnecessarily by pulling this stunt", finally said Giles, taking off his glasses and cleaning it once more. He did that at least five times during my talk. "You were lucky to have managed to gain the favor of a god of chaos like Janus."
"He's... really not?" I raised an eyebrow at him. "Janus is a god of gateways and beginnings, worshiped when new cycles would start, like at harvests or during the change between childhood to adulthood. I'm mostly certain that the reason calling this particular god ended in this mess had more to do with this being the hellmouth than with Janus being a god of chaos."
Giles nodded, taking his glasses out once more before muttering something under his breath.
Buffy choose this time to speak her mind. "How come you risked so much for power?" She said with disgust clear in her voice.
"Oh, I don't know. Maybe the fact that I learned the world is such a shithole", by now I learned to ignore Willow attempts to correct my foul language, "and the lowliest of the low monster in the evil totem pole can munch on a baseline human like bubblegum and the fact that the forces of darkness prevents the governments to take decisive action to hunt down this plague once and for all, and the few people that decide to take on them are labeled crazy lunatics at best, serial killers at worst, and finally that I had been thrust in this kind of world with no skills, no equipment, no power, no support? Well, I'm not going to ask for forgiveness for trying to tip the scales a little bit in my favor."
I looked at the others in my little rant. None of them looked particularly supportive of my choice, even if I hoped that Xander understood my desire to become stronger and survive the mess I'm in. Then again he could be weird like that sometimes, and I'm not really his friend at the moment.
"Still, it was reckless of you." Finally settled Giles.
"Reckless is to go to the supermarket across your street after dusk to buy groceries. Reckless is to walk around this town without a cross around your neck", I said while pointing at my own plain wooden cross I had since I came to Sunnydale. "Reckless is to pretend none of the dangers that plague the world are real, and living with your head buried in the sand. Reckless is to choose not to arm yourself when the enemies are at the gates and there is nobody to protect you."
At that, they had nothing to say.
"You could have walked away from all this", I heard Buffy mutter under her breath.
Oh Buffy, like I said we will get along swimmingly.