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Buffyfic-digest       Tuesday, February 17 1998       Volume 02 : Number 037



In this issue:

       Re: BUFFYFIC: "Ghost of a Chance" (5/?) by Ingrid
       Re: BUFFYFIC: When Dreams Come True  (1/1)
       BUFFYFIC: Safe Haven(?) 1/1
       BUFFYFIC: Date: Tue, 17 Feb 1998 16:17:44 -0500
       Re: BUFFYFIC: Inner Demons (3/?)
       BUFFYFIC: Inner Demons (4/?)
       Re: BUFFYFIC: When Dreams Come True  (1/1)
       BUFFYFIC: Inner Demons (5/?)
       BUFFYFIC: Sins of the Mother (6/9) PG-13 by Vapthorne

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Date: Mon, 16 Feb 1998 16:56:01 EST
From: [e-mail]
Subject: Re: BUFFYFIC: "Ghost of a Chance" (5/?) by Ingrid

Wow....
Thats all i can say
Wow....
Lins

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Date: Mon, 16 Feb 1998 17:03:16 EST
From: [e-mail]
Subject: Re: BUFFYFIC: When Dreams Come True  (1/1)

Keep writing!  Don't stop now, please!!!!  I really liked the fact that you
made Angel seem so real; I think you managed to capture his true essence. . .
please give us a part two ?!?

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Date: Mon, 16 Feb 1998 22:36:09 -0500
From: Sali <[e-mail]>
Subject: BUFFYFIC: Safe Haven(?) 1/1

Ok, i wrote this after watching BBB, and wondering how the spell
effected Larry....*ahem*......spoilers(i guess) for Phases and BBB....

Disclaimers: Larry and Xander and all the rest of the cool stuff belong
to Joss Whedon, and Mutant Enemy and that cute little "grr-argh" guy...

Thanks to DPTigger for the title. Thanks also to DPTigger and Mai and
everyone else who tol' me to go ahead and write the scene..since Joss
didn't.. ;p

This hasn't really been beta'd or proofed..or anything...
Send comments/*constructive* criticism etc. to [e-mail] in
other words:
FEEDBACK PLEASE!!!!! :-)

Now without further ado....

Safe Haven(?)
Sali Wynants ([e-mail])

Xander was getting tired. The women had been chasing him for what
seemed like hours and he hadn't had a rest.

He spotted the guys locker room and hoped there wouldn't be any girls
there. Dashing inside, he quickly barricaded the door.

Sitting on a bench, Xander took a deep breath.

"Note to self: Never mess with magic..Or women."

Suddenly he heard a sound near the back of the locker room. ~I hope
Oz's reaction was just an isolated incedent~

"Hello? Who's there?"

"Xander, is that you?" A familiar young voice replied.

"Uh...yeah, i'm just..uh.."

"Hiding...from the women, i know." The speaker, Larry, rounded the
corner.

"Uh..yeah."

"I know it's hard..being so..put off by the attention, but having to act

like you love it, or everyone will know." He was looking Xander over
slowly.

"Uhm...yeah...i guess..." He wasn't sure he liked the way the big
football player was looking at him.

"You know Xander, you don't have to pretend around me" Larry put a
hand on Xander's shoulder. "I know how it feels, always hiding" He
moved his hand a little closer to Xander's neck and began to massage
lightly.

Xander stood silently, trying to gather his thoughts. "Uhm...Lar,
look...ah..." He took a step back, only to have Larry take a step
forward.

"You know Xander, i can see why all the women are after you..I just
never noticed before..." he
moved a little closer. "Your physique alone is enough to-"

"Hold it!" Xander took a step back, running into the wall "Look,
uh...Larry, i don't know how yo say this but-"

"Then don't say anything." Placing a hand on Xander's cheek Larry
leaned forward.

Just then the door burst open and girls poured into the room.

"Found you!" cried one of them, running over to the men.

"He's mine!" Cried another, jumping on Larry's back.

Xander took advantage of Larry's predicament and made a run for it. He
ran to the showers, then climbed out a windows.

He picked him self and began running again....

- --
"A moment of joy, in a life   ||"You are *so* weird!"
time of sorrow. Take it, while||"This can *not* be news to you can it?"
you can."`- Londo, Babylon 5  ||"Um... no."-- Mai to me on #Willow chat.

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Homepage: http://www.bestweb.net/~salii
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Date: Tue, 17 Feb 1998 14:17:51 -0700
From: Jerry Hyde <[e-mail]>
Subject: BUFFYFIC: Date: Tue, 17 Feb 1998 16:17:44 -0500

unsubscribe buffyfic


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Date: Tue, 17 Feb 1998 14:18:42 PST
From: "Black Fire" <[e-mail]>
Subject: Re: BUFFYFIC: Inner Demons (3/?)

Title:Inner Demons
Author: Black Fire
Email address: [e-mail]
FEEDBACK: If you wish
Rating:  PG
Spoilers: Up through Phases, I think.
Disclaimers: Buffy: The Vampire Slayer and all characters therein belong
to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy and The WB.  JΣzen (pronounced Jay-sten or
Jay-zen) is my own creation.
Author's note:  This idea came to me long when Buffy first began.
Needless to say, I was very angry at Joss when the Angel episode aired.
(You'll find out why soon enough)
But I got over that and since then the idea has... evolved.  Also.  I
have not finished this yet.
Summary so far:  Nothing too exciting this last time.  Buffy's trying to
figure out who this new vampire is and why he's helping her.  Angelus is
up to no good.

                     INNER DEMONS  Part 4

    "His name is JΣzen," Giles informed them as he translated the diary.
"He's about 350 years old.  He's a German, was known as a very skilled
archer, for a peasant of the time, anyway.  He terrorized Europe for
about 225 years.  His hunting patterns are seemingly irregular,
sometimes attacking large groups of people.  Untilm, that is, about 175
years ago."
    "What happened?" Willow asked
    "This is most unusual," the watcher continued.  "Apparently, he fought
with a slayer in Cologne.  He beat her into unconciousness and she was
found inside the door of her watcher's shoe shop the next morning."
    "He killed her and threw her on a doorstep?  The sick bastard," Xander
commented.
    "No," Giles corrected, "that's the unusual part.  She was found inside
the doorway of her watcher's shop.  She was badly beaten but she
survived."
    "That *is* weird.  What happened?" Willow asked.
    "No one knows," Giles replied.  "He disappeared after that.  No one's
seen him since."
    "Until now, that is," Buffy corrected.
    "He was presumed dead," Giles said.  "But we've thought that before."
    At that, Buffy got up and headed for the library doors.  "I'm gonna go
find him," she said as she headed out.
    "How are you going to do that?" Willow asked.
    "Easy," Buffy said, stopping to look back at her friends, "I'm gonna
get in a fight."  With that, she pushed her way out of the library and
was gone.
    "Be careful!" Giles called after her.

                            *   *   *   *   *

    It didn't take long for a situation to present itself.  Buffy had only
been patroling for an hour when the attack came.  This time, there was
only three of them.
    She had only taken out the first one when he too entered the fight.
Buffy threw the second vampire onto a fence post and turned to take care
of the third.  However, she was too late.  She turned to watch as her
unlikely accomplice grabbed the third attacker by the throat and lifted
her into the air.  The poor thing was allowed a moment's terror before
she was skewered by a stake.
    The slayer readied a stake and prepared for the attack, but it didn't
come.  Instead, the vampire just stood there, slowly brushing the dust
off him.  Only then did he turn around.
    "It's alright," he said quietly.  "I ate early tonight."
    "JΣzen, right?" Buffy asked, cautiously.
    "At your survice," he said with a slight bow.  "I see you have read up
on me.  I am honored."  He eyed her.  "I have not seen a slayer in 125
years."
    "How did you...?"
    "You think every girl your age goes around slaying vampires rather than
hanging out with her friends?" he asked.  "Your strength alone tells me
you are the chosen one...  Or, should I say, on of the chosen two?"
    "Excuse me?" Buffy asked suspiciously.
    "I've been reading up on you too," JΣzen confessed.  "You really should
talk to your watcher about a security system.  I'm amazed das Gro▀kotz*
Spike hesn't stollen more from you."
    "What do you want," Buffy finally asked, growing impatiant with her
companion's attitude.
    "Just to talk," JΣzen answered.  "But first, we must go where we will
not be heard by unwanted third parties."
    As he finished, he brought his hand to his chest and pointed over his
shoulder.  Buffy quickly followed his eyes to where a figure stood
watching them.  He was mostly in shadow, but Buffy didn't need much
light to know who he was.
    Blocking all thoughts of him from her mind, she returned her attention
to her companion and gave a nod of agreement.  And, with that, the
vampire allowed her to lead the way.

                          *   *   *   *   *

    Angelus watched them walk away and swore.  It was bad enough that he
came into the conversation late.  But to be discovered was completely
unforgivable on his part.  'How could I have been so sloppy?' he
wondered.
    He couldn't risk following them now that he had been noticed.  But he
still didn't know who that guy was.  And standing there, stewing in the
shadows over it was getting him no where.
    "You'd almost think I was jealous," he muttered under his breath... or
lack there of.
    Angelus stopped at this and thought about it.  He finally shook his
head.  "Now why would I be jealous?"
    Still... there was something familiar about that guy.  And he didn't
like it.
    He finally decided to stop obsessing over it and go torment some of
Buffy's classmates before returning to the factory.  As he left, he
laughed at what that guy had called Spike and contemplated whether or
not to relay the insult.

                        *   *   *   *   *

The plot thickens!
*=Gro▀kotz, according to _Scheisse!_ by Gertrude Besserwisser, means
show-off.  In Spike's case, he might take it as a compliement.



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Date: Tue, 17 Feb 1998 14:40:01 PST
From: "Black Fire" <[e-mail]>
Subject: BUFFYFIC: Inner Demons (4/?)

Oops sorry.  I forgot to change the title line on this one.  My bad.
This one is better.

From: "Black Fire" <[e-mail]>
To: [e-mail]
Subject: Re: BUFFYFIC: Inner Demons (4/?)
Date: Tue, 17 Feb 1998 14:18:42 PST
Reply-To: [e-mail]

Title:Inner Demons
Author: Black Fire
Email address: [e-mail]
FEEDBACK: If you wish
Rating:  PG
Spoilers: Up through Phases, I think.
Disclaimers: Buffy: The Vampire Slayer and all characters therein belong
to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy and The WB.  JΣzen (pronounced Jay-sten or
Jay-zen) is my own creation.
Author's note:  This idea came to me long when Buffy first began.
Needless to say, I was very angry at Joss when the Angel episode aired.
(You'll find out why soon enough)
But I got over that and since then the idea has... evolved.  Also.  I
have not finished this yet.
Summary so far:  Nothing too exciting this last time.  Buffy's trying to
figure out who this new vampire is and why he's helping her.  Angelus is
up to no good.

                     INNER DEMONS  Part 4

    "His name is JΣzen," Giles informed them as he translated the diary.
"He's about 350 years old.  He's a German, was known as a very skilled
archer, for a peasant of the time, anyway.  He terrorized Europe for
about 225 years.  His hunting patterns are seemingly irregular,
sometimes attacking large groups of people.  Untilm, that is, about 175
years ago."
    "What happened?" Willow asked
    "This is most unusual," the watcher continued.  "Apparently, he fought
with a slayer in Cologne.  He beat her into unconciousness and she was
found inside the door of her watcher's shoe shop the next morning."
    "He killed her and threw her on a doorstep?  The sick bastard," Xander
commented.
    "No," Giles corrected, "that's the unusual part.  She was found inside
the doorway of her watcher's shop.  She was badly beaten but she
survived."
    "That *is* weird.  What happened?" Willow asked.
    "No one knows," Giles replied.  "He disappeared after that.  No one's
seen him since."
    "Until now, that is," Buffy corrected.
    "He was presumed dead," Giles said.  "But we've thought that before."
    At that, Buffy got up and headed for the library doors.  "I'm gonna go
find him," she said as she headed out.
    "How are you going to do that?" Willow asked.
    "Easy," Buffy said, stopping to look back at her friends, "I'm gonna
get in a fight."  With that, she pushed her way out of the library and
was gone.
    "Be careful!" Giles called after her.

                            *   *   *   *   *

    It didn't take long for a situation to present itself.  Buffy had only
been patroling for an hour when the attack came.  This time, there was
only three of them.
    She had only taken out the first one when he too entered the fight.
Buffy threw the second vampire onto a fence post and turned to take care
of the third.  However, she was too late.  She turned to watch as her
unlikely accomplice grabbed the third attacker by the throat and lifted
her into the air.  The poor thing was allowed a moment's terror before
she was skewered by a stake.
    The slayer readied a stake and prepared for the attack, but it didn't
come.  Instead, the vampire just stood there, slowly brushing the dust
off him.  Only then did he turn around.
    "It's alright," he said quietly.  "I ate early tonight."
    "JΣzen, right?" Buffy asked, cautiously.
    "At your survice," he said with a slight bow.  "I see you have read up
on me.  I am honored."  He eyed her.  "I have not seen a slayer in 125
years."
    "How did you...?"
    "You think every girl your age goes around slaying vampires rather than
hanging out with her friends?" he asked.  "Your strength alone tells me
you are the chosen one...  Or, should I say, on of the chosen two?"
    "Excuse me?" Buffy asked suspiciously.
    "I've been reading up on you too," JΣzen confessed.  "You really should
talk to your watcher about a security system.  I'm amazed das Gro▀kotz*
Spike hesn't stollen more from you."
    "What do you want," Buffy finally asked, growing impatiant with her
companion's attitude.
    "Just to talk," JΣzen answered.  "But first, we must go where we will
not be heard by unwanted third parties."
    As he finished, he brought his hand to his chest and pointed over his
shoulder.  Buffy quickly followed his eyes to where a figure stood
watching them.  He was mostly in shadow, but Buffy didn't need much
light to know who he was.
    Blocking all thoughts of him from her mind, she returned her attention
to her companion and gave a nod of agreement.  And, with that, the
vampire allowed her to lead the way.

                          *   *   *   *   *

    Angelus watched them walk away and swore.  It was bad enough that he
came into the conversation late.  But to be discovered was completely
unforgivable on his part.  'How could I have been so sloppy?' he
wondered.
    He couldn't risk following them now that he had been noticed.  But he
still didn't know who that guy was.  And standing there, stewing in the
shadows over it was getting him no where.
    "You'd almost think I was jealous," he muttered under his breath... or
lack there of.
    Angelus stopped at this and thought about it.  He finally shook his
head.  "Now why would I be jealous?"
    Still... there was something familiar about that guy.  And he didn't
like it.
    He finally decided to stop obsessing over it and go torment some of
Buffy's classmates before returning to the factory.  As he left, he
laughed at what that guy had called Spike and contemplated whether or
not to relay the insult.

                        *   *   *   *   *

The plot thickens!
*=Gro▀kotz, according to _Scheisse!_ by Gertrude Besserwisser, means
show-off.  In Spike's case, he might take it as a compliement.



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Date: Tue, 17 Feb 1998 18:56:24 -0500
From: "Jim Heverling" <[e-mail]>
Subject: Re: BUFFYFIC: When Dreams Come True  (1/1)

I loved your last line. "What do you know? Willow do weep?" It was a nice
touch. Keep writing. I want to see how the gang reacts
- -Catie


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> From: [e-mail]
> To: [e-mail]
> Subject: Re: BUFFYFIC: When Dreams Come True  (1/1)
> Date: Monday, February 16, 1998 5:03 PM
>
> Keep writing!  Don't stop now, please!!!!  I really liked the fact that
you
> made Angel seem so real; I think you managed to capture his true essence.
. .
> please give us a part two ?!?
>
> -
>

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Date: Tue, 17 Feb 1998 16:18:11 PST
From: "Black Fire" <[e-mail]>
Subject: BUFFYFIC: Inner Demons (5/?)

Title:Inner Demons
Author: Black Fire
Email address: [e-mail]
FEEDBACK: If you wish
Rating:  PG
Spoilers: Up through Phases, I think.
Disclaimers: Buffy: The Vampire Slayer and all characters therein belong
to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy and The WB.  JΣzen (pronounced Jay-sten or
Jay-zen) is my own creation.
Author's note:  This idea came to me long when Buffy first began.
Needless to say, I was very angry at Joss when the Angel episode aired.
(You'll find out why soon enough)
But I got over that and since then the idea has... evolved.  Also.  I
have not finished this yet.
Summary so far:  Ok.  I was going to save this for another day or two,
but I just typing this part and I'm a little impatient.  Buffy has found
out about her new mystery man.  (JΣzen)  She has met up with him.  He
wants to talk.  Angelus over heard part of their conversation and is
going to go have dinner.


                     INNER DEMONS  Part 5

    "I feel I should explain myself to you," JΣzen said once he was sure no
one was following them.
    "Why me?" Buffy asked.
    "Because I can trust a slayer," he responded.  "I know it sounds
strange.  After all, we're supposed to be killing each other.  But,
believe it or not, there is a certain trust between vampires and
slayers.  I don't know why.  Maybe it's because we'll trust you to
always hunt us and you'll trust us to always hunt you.  There is a sort
of co-dependence there."
    "Do you really believe that?" she asked
    "Not for a moment," he chuckled.
    "Then why?"
    "I think it's because, being a slayer, you are more inclined than most
to believe the in the bizarre," JΣzen finally said.  "And, believe me,
what I'm going to tell you is a bit bizarre."
    "Okay," Buffy said, "start talking."

*   *   *   *   *

J─ZEN'S STORY

    I had a sister, Verena.  We were very close.  She had the gift of
prophecy: she could see into the future.  Not very well, but she would
get images, messages, fragments of what was to come.  And they were
usually very cryptic.
    Verena would always share her visions with me... especially when they
frightened her.  We decided early on that we would keep what she saw
between us.  Our little town already thought strange enough as it was
and, being the times we lived in, she knew not to call too much
attention to herself.  We had already of too many witch trials in our
area and it wouldn't have mattered if she was the daughter of a squire
or not.
    Well, was going along fine until my father arranged for her to marry a
baron from K÷ln.  I don't know whether it was a fear of leaving home or
marrying a strange man, but she became a nervous wreck.  Worse, Verena
wouldn't even talk to me about what was troubling her.  She just clammed
up.
    Up to the day we left for K÷ln, she did nothing but wander around the
house or stare out the windows into town.  And the terror in her eyes!
When she did go out, she'd shy away from people or she'd freeze in fear,
as if watching something terrible happening.  Well, of course, people
started whispering that she had been touched by the devil.
    The day we were to leave for K÷ln and the wedding, everything came
tumbling down on us.  We were about to leave when the towns people came
to confront us.  They demanded that my sister be handed over for trial.
My father refused, saying that they would never put his daughter on
trial while he lived.  That is when Verena stepped out of the carriage.
    In front of all the town's people, she spoke of what she had seen.  "I
see this town consumed by flames," she said calmly.  "I see you all
burning, drowning in the blood that will flow through the streets.
Something will come to destroy you all, something that your own fears
will unleash."
    The towns people just stood there frozen.  But I didn't wait for their
reaction, I packed my sister and father in the carriage and took off for
K÷ln.  I drove so fast, we got there in three days instead of four.
    She was fine after that.  But the damage had been done.  By the time my
father and I got back, the town counsel had tried, convicted and
banished Verena as a witch.  My father could do nothing about it by that
time and it broke his heart that she would never be able to come home
again.
    Father died ten years later, and despite her sentence, Verena came home
for the funeral.  The towns people, unfortunately, hadn't forgotten
about her sentence.  Out of "respect for the dead," they waited until
the day after the funeral to come after her.  She tried to sneak away in
the night but the mob caught her and beat her for showing her face in
the town she had condemned.
    They didn't burn her though.  She was just thrown on my doorstep and
left to die.  That was where I found her an hour later when I came home.
I got her in the house and tried to treat her wounds but it was no use.
She was too badly beaten.
    When I asked her who had beaten her, she started to name her attackers
then stopped.  She just stared up at me.  When I asked her to go on, she
only continued to stare at me.
    "You must...listen...to me...now," she finally said.  "You... will
be... set upon by... a great darkness."
    "What are you saying?" I asked.  "Nevermind that, who else attacked
you?"
    "Listen!" she demanded.  "You must... fight... this darkness.  If...
you... do not,... you will be... doomed for... eternity... and beyond...
and I... will never... see you... again."
    "No!" I begged her.  "Don't you leave me, Verena.  You can't die.  You
have a husband and a family who need you."
    "It... was my time..." she said weakly.  "I knew... what would
happen... if I... came back here...  I wanted... my last... moment on
this earth... to be with... my brother... who I love."
    "No."
    "It's... alright," she told me.  "I... will always... be with you."
She stiffened as death came to claim her, but her eyes remained locked
on mine.  "Remember... you must...fight!  Please... you... must...
fight..."

                           *   *   *   *   *



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Date: Tue, 17 Feb 1998 22:41:52 -0500 (EST)
From: Robert Rhoades <[e-mail]>
Subject: BUFFYFIC: Sins of the Mother (6/9) PG-13 by Vapthorne

Title: Sins of the Mother (6/9)
Author: Robbie Rhoades (aka Vapthorne)
E-mail: [e-mail]

Spoilers: None

Disclaimer: Joyce Summers is not my character, technically Joy Matthews
isn't mine either (since she is Joyce years ago), she along with Buffy and
the gang belong to Joss, Mutant Enemy, and the WB network. I have not made
one dime on this story. In fact with the electricity I use to power the
computer, and the paper I use to print some copies, you could say I'm
spending money on this work.

However, I did come up with the idea for Joy and the other characters in
this story are mine, so please ask if you want to use them.

Summary: Isn't it ironic how a daughter is doomed to life their mother's
lives. Buffy is no exception, because when Joyce was a young teenager she
had problems dealing with vampires and demons.


Sins of the Mother: Chapter Six

******


Joy felt true unease as she was lying down on a large leather sofa. It had
been a couple days since the last vampire attack, and after her parents
had learned about what happened in school, they decided to take Joy to see
a psychologist.

"Tell me, Joyce, when did this all happen?" The doctor sat at his chair
with a pen and pad, taking notes.

"It all started a few days ago. My friends and I were at the Aphrodite,
just hanging out and talking." Joy explaining her story.

"What were you talking about?"

"We were talking about the brutal murders that occurred over the past
several days, then the conversation shifted to vampires and other myths."

"I see..."


"Then when I was walking home, I was attacked."

"And your attacker was a... vampire?"

"Yes, fangs and everything. I told my friend, Rebecca Casey, about it and
she just made fun of me."

"Kids can be cruel." The doctor commented.

"I'm a kid, that doesn't make me cruel." Joy sarcastically retorted,
"Anyway, I've decided to read up on vampires. Later that night I decided
to visit Pauline Einstein's grave."

"And who is Pauline?"

"She was one of the murder victims that got bitten on the neck. I've heard
that vampires can make other vampires when they exchange their blood. My
theory proved correct when she popped out of her grave. After I killed
her, I met the Necromancer."

"Describe this Necromancer, will you please."

"He's tall and haggard. I couldn't see his face with that dark green cloak
he wore. He spoke with this accent. Ever since I met him that's when I've
been losing it. No matter what I did I couldn't forget about him."

"How does he make you feel?"

"Scared, frightened, paranoid.." Joy listed her feelings

"Okay, let's move on, shall we? Tell me about your parents."

"What do you want to know?"

"How do they make you feel?"

"Ever since they stopped loving each other I sometimes feel alienated.
Like it's my fault. They're also so hard on me, and they treat me like an
immature girl."

"Tell me, how's school?"

"School's all right. I'm not exactly an A student, but I pass my classes."

"Really? Now tell me this, do you like horror movies?"

"Yeah, who doesn't."

"You said earlier that you read up on vampires, explain what you mean by
to read up on them."

"I read books on them, books that tell stories and legends on vampires."

"I see..." the doctor smirked with confidence.

"Wait a minute..." Joy sat up from the sofa, "You think I'm crazy."

"I don't think like to use the word 'crazy'. However I do think that your
mom and dad has caused you to escape reality with these stories about this
Necromancer and the vampires."


"Look, I know the difference between fantasy and reality."

"I find it hard to believe that vampires can be real, without proof."

"Proof!" Joy bolted up with anger and frustration. "Dig up Pauline's
grave, and find that there is a corpse missing. There is more to the world
than just what we see. Vampires, demons, monsters, they all exist,
plotting to doom our civilization. The fact that there is no one willing
to acknowledge is why things like those brutal murders happen."

It became obvious to Joy that the shrink would not believe her. No one
would. She couldn't  help but think that this was all a losing cause. If
she continued having these encounters with the vampires and tried to warn
people, everyone will think she is crazy. If she  ignored what was going
on, things won't change. From her past encounters and what Cecil and Jana
told her, she knew that the Necromancer and the other vampires will just
continue to spread their evil. She was in the middle of a dire crisis and
no one can help her.


*****

Later that day, Joy returned to school and busy working on the punishment
that the principal gave her. Tonight was the ceremony for the National
Honor Society, and Mr. Rayer figured that Joy will work out her penalty.
As she stood on a chair, hanging a big banner to go in front of the lobby,
Rebecca and Dalton approached her from behind. Joy's two friends were both
dressed formally for the occasion.

"Yikes." Joy turned around surprised, almost falling off the chair. "Don't
do that."

"Do what?" Rebecca said.

"Scare me. I could of fall off." Joy finished with the banner and stepped
down.

"So, what's up?"

"We're getting for the ceremony. How is Rayer's slave duty holding out?"
Rebecca said.

"Fine, I guess. He made me hang up these banners, hand out the programs,
and prepare refreshments... oh, you wanna try some?" Joy gleefully asked,
and walked them over to the refreshment table.

"Sure what did you make?" Dalton hungrily questioned.

"I've brought some cookies from the cafeteria, and I made some lemonade."
Joy poured a glass and gave it to Dalton.

"How much sugar did you use?" Rebecca asked.

"Sugar?"

Dalton sipped the drink and he reacted strangely to the taste. "Way too
much. No offense Joy, but I know some plantations in Hawaii that don't
have as much sugar in them."

"I've never made lemonade before." She defended.

"Don't worry. People could use the sugar rush when Rayer's up there giving
his speech." Rebecca comforted, "Anyway, how are you doing?"

"Not good. My parents made me see a shrink." Joy explained.

"Listen, sorry I yelled at you a few days ago." Joy's friend apologized.
"We know you've been going through a lot lately. Whether you're crazy or
not, we're still you're friends."

"Thank you." Joy hugged her two friends as a sign that she had forgiven
them.

"What are you doing!" Rayer approached, "Miss Casey, Mister Plague, you've
got a ceremony to attend. And, you Miss Matthews, have work to do! I just
got off the phone with your parents so they know you're fulfilling your
sacred punishment." The principal then walked away towards the gym where
the ceremony was taking place.

"We have people like Rayer in our lives, and you need to dream up
vampires." Dalton jested to Joy.

"Well, we better get going." Rebecca said.

"Good luck." Joy wished.

"You too."


*****

"Ladies... Gentlemen... Parents... And students." Rayer greeted, "Allow me
the pleasure to introduce tob you Silver Heights finest and brightest
students..." Rayer continued his monologue speech, and the ceremony
proceeded throughout the night. The students lit the candles and gave
their speeches, and Joy watched the doors to make sure people could come
in without disrupting the ceremony. Rayer had intentions of punishing Joy
with all this work, but she actually felt at peace. She didn't worry about
the Necromancer, vampires, or other demons. Joy felt normal for a change,
and she hoped it would always stay like this.

A few hours later, the ceremony was finished and most of the parents,
students, and staff left for home. Joy had to stay behind to clean up.

"Hey congratulations on the ceremony." Joy ecstatically said to Rebecca
and Dalton. "You're now one of S.H.'s finest."

"Thank you. So, are you going home yet?" Dalton asked.

"I have to finish things here first." She explained.

"Oh, my god!" Claudia came charging into the main lobby where everyone
left was gathered. "Someone killed the janitor."

"Are you sure?" Rayer asked.

"I'll show you." Claudia walked the others over to another hallway,
towards the dead body. "Look! Some wild animal attacked him. Look at the
bite marks."

Joy examined the bite marks and knew that no animal had done it. It was a
vampire, one of them, possibly more, were inside the school. "Quick,
everyone lock yourselves in a room!"

"What are you talking about, Miss Matthews." Rayer demanded.

"Trust me, damn it." She cried, "This isn't the work any animal, we need
to..."

Growling sounds coming from the end of the hall interrupted Joy. Suddenly,
everyone's attention was shifted towards that end and they saw three
vampires, lead by Flower.

"Their faces, what are they?" A teacher asked.

"It's drugs, I'm telling you." Rayer answered.

"My lord, are they vampires, Joy?" Rebecca whispered.

"I'm afraid so." Joy confirmed.

"They're so funky real." Claudia noted.

"Funky real?" Dalton puzzled.

"Will you knock it off." Rebecca griped, "We're going to die you know."

"Not if I can handle it." Joy said with determination. She wasn't about to
let innocent people be added to the senseless slaughter. The three
vampires advanced their way forward and everyone froze with fear. None of
them knew that they were vampires, but from looking into their eyes,
everyone knew that they were psychopathic. Joy took action, and she
grabbed the fire extinguisher. She aimed the extinguisher and sprayed the
gas at the vampires.

"Everyone run!" Joy ordered.

"What about you?" Dalton concernedly asked.

"Don't worry about me." She insured, "I've done this before."

No one bothered to question Joy's reason at this. What became clear to
everyone was to flee.
Everyone almost made it to the front door, until the glass doors cracked,
and more vampires blocked their exit. The people were forced to separate
and lock themselves in a room. Half of the people locked themselves in the
library, the other half in a classroom, while Rebecca, Dalton, and Claudia
sought refuge in the ladies room.

"Where is the girl?" The pale vampire searched.

"I hear something." Another vampire referred to the fighting noises coming
from the end of the other hall. At that end, Joy had been busy fending off
the three vampires. Just as she slammed the extinguisher into the skull of
one of the vampires, more of them emerged from the other end. Outnumbered,
Joy done the next logical thing, she ran into the nearest room and locked
the door. The vampires put forth their best effort to break down the door,
and within a few minutes they succeeded. "Where did she go?" Flower
puzzled, "I think this is the wrong room, man."

"Can't be." The pale vampire said, "We all saw her go in here."

"The child eluded you once more." The cloaked Necromancer walked into the
room.

"No, she must be in here." The pale vampire explained. "She's hiding.
Everyone search the room."

All the vampires demolished the room in hopes to locate Joy. Closets
pulled open, desks flung around, giant trashcans were emptied, cabinets
broke open, and still no sign of the girl.

"Woo, she must have vanished." Flower noted.

"We took a big risk coming to the school and doing this. I hate to see our
efforts wasted." The Necromancer exited the classroom and said, "Search
the building."

The other vampires followed his order and they fanned out through the
school. Flower, the last to leave the classroom, noticed that the window
was left open.

"No wonder there was a draft." Flower decided to close the window as she
left the room.

Outside, Joy found herself standing from above the window. Logic would
have told her to leave the school and find help, but it wouldn't have done
any good. She saw that no one else left the school, and assumed that the
vampires trapped them all in a room. If she fled to find the police,
everyone would certainly be dead. Now determined to stop the vampires, Joy
inched towards another open window to regain entry.


*****

"Are there any windows?" A teacher, forced into hiding asked.

"Not in this room."

"Then we're stuck." Suddenly, massive banging emanated from the door,
"Quick, barricade the door!"


*****

"They cut off the phone lines." Rayer exclaimed as he tried to call the
police. "And, there are no windows. We're trapped."

"Don't you think we should barricade the door with something?"

"Agreed."

"What do you think they want?" A student asked.

"I don't know, but they all look crazy." Rayer said, "I don't think we're
going to leave this place alive."

"I hope everyone's okay." A teacher hoped.

"Are we doing to die?"

"Not unless we can do something about them." Rayer said.

"What can we do?"

"I dunno."
*****
"You know this is the first time I've been in the girls room." Dalton
noticed.

"Dalton, this is not the time to be funny. Please be serious." Rebecca
said. "I'm worried about Joy."

"I think we need a priority check here." Claudia voiced, "We're trapped in
a bathroom with those... things waiting to... whatever. We need to lock
the door with something."

"With what?" Rebecca asked, "There is nothing in this bathroom."

"What about this." Dalton grabbed a mop that the janitor left in the room,
and he wedged it between the door and floor. "That should hold."

"Dalton, you're a genius." Rebecca kissed him on the cheek to show her
admiration for his idea. Suddenly the light went out, the vampires decided
to cut off the power. "Oh god! What do we do?"

The window creaked open and the two girls released a small scream. Their
vocals ceased when they noticed it was their friend, Joy.

"Oh joy... it's Joy." Claudia normally wouldn't be so happy to see her,
but given the situation she was in, she was more than happy to see Joy.

"What happened to you." Dalton asked.

"I had to crawl out a window to avoid them." Joy explained, "So far I
counted about nine vamps."

"Why didn't you go get help." Claudia said.

"Everyone will be dead, by the time help arrived. Where are the others?"

"Half are in a classroom, the other half in the library." Rebecca said.

"You think you can handle all the vampires." Dalton asked.

"If I divide and conquer."

"It should be easier with four of us." Rebecca suggested.

"Four?" Claudia panicked, "You mean three. I'm not getting involved."

"Claudia!"

"She's right. Someone has to go get help. And, Claudia kindly
volunteered." Joy said, "I'll give you a boost to the window." Claudia
placed her foot on Joy's hand as she lifted her up to the window.

"Go get help Lassie." Dalton said.


"Shut up, dorkbrain." Claudia went out the window while the other three
remained.

"What do we do?" Rebecca now wondered.

Joy took the mop and broke the stick off, then she halved it to form two
stakes and handed them to her friends. "We save the day." She proclaimed
as she pulled the silver dagger and cross from her purse.


To be continued...




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