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From: owner-buffyfic@lists.xmission.com (Buffyfic-digest)
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Subject: Buffyfic-digest V2 #76
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Buffyfic-digest Wednesday, March 25 1998 Volume 02 : Number 076
In this issue:
Re: BUFFYFIC: The Ties That Bind (3/?)
BUFFYFIC: Re:Welcome to the Hellmouth, Scully
BUFFYFIC: "Footsteps" Epilogue: "Going Home," by Ingrid
Re: BUFFYFIC: "Footsteps" Epilogue: "Going Home," by Ingrid
Re: BUFFYFIC: The Ties That Bind (3/?)
BUFFYFIC: The Ties That Bind (4/?)
BUFFYFIC: Hope (33/?)
BUFFYFIC: Hope (34/?)
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Date: Tue, 24 Mar 1998 16:14:22 EST
From: Anexsin <Anexsin@aol.com>
Subject: Re: BUFFYFIC: The Ties That Bind (3/?)
I'm sorry if I messed up your idea. It sort of popped into my head, and I went
with it. :) It's my way to deal with the whole Angel situation on the show.
More parts will be coming out soon, and I only posted them a few days ago.
Glad you liked it though.
Melinda
- -
------------------------------
Date: Tue, 24 Mar 1998 18:43:10 -0800
From: groovy@snowline.net (Rachel {vampireprincess})
Subject: BUFFYFIC: Re:Welcome to the Hellmouth, Scully
Hey!
Isn't it weird that you should write
a fan fic about my two most favorite shows.
Wow.
Thank you sosososososososo much!
It was really awesome too.
good job!
- -Rachel
++++++++++++++++++++++++
"Did Norman Bates have a motive? Did they ever figure out why Hannibal
Lector liked to eat people? DON'T THINK SO!"
- -Billy Loomis 'Scream'
- ---scream-----------------------------------------------scream 2---
Buffy The Vampire Slayer:
**BUFFYFIC List**Faithful Followers of Xander**Xanderite Keeper of:
Xander's oh-so-yummy hyena stage, cute Buffy chasing, and Willow's ear
lick...**
- --vampire----------------------buffy----------------------vampire--
X-Files:
WLDD**SPCDD**DDSB**GBLA**DDPOL**LODD**X-F Creative**^Friend^ Shipper
MY DD WEBSITE:Obsessed with David Duchovny
http://www.geocities.com/Hollywood/Lot/4440/
- ------------------------------the-truth----------------------------
If you believe, no proof is necessary. If you don't, no proof is
sufficient.
- -
------------------------------
Date: Tue, 24 Mar 1998 20:49:32 -0500
From: ingrid29@juno.com (Ingrid E Stanton)
Subject: BUFFYFIC: "Footsteps" Epilogue: "Going Home," by Ingrid
First things first...
DISCLAIMER: The characters of Willow, Buffy,
Spike, Drusilla and Angel(us) are the property
of Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, Sandollar Productions,
and The Warner Brothers Network, and are used without
permission. The author claims no rights to these characters.
SUMMARY: The long awaited epilogue (I *am* being
sarcastic). This one's a whole lot of action, and we get
to see both Buffy and Angelus. If you don't get this,
that's cause you haven't read the other parts. If you
want to get this, write to me and request them. Send
me some feedback. I need self-esteem boosters! =)
May I add a thank you for all the feedback I've gotten.
My mailbox exploded, making me extremely tense,
thanks to this crazy week. Now I'm eating thinmints
and drinking coffee...and bouncing off the walls!
WARNING: I think I cursed in this part. Be warned.
*********************
"Footsteps," by Ingrid
Epilogue: "Going Home"
*********************
A constant dripping echoing from the main floor
stirred them both awake in bed. She shifted slightly,
pulling the covers to her chin and pressing herself
more firmly against her loverÆs body. It didnÆt help
much. He was nearly as cold as she was.
He pulled her to him in a vain attempt for warmth.
It did seem to comfort her, though.
She was the first to interrupt the still that had come
over them.
"We can leave tomorrow night."
"But for where?"
"I donÆt know. Europe? ItÆs a little old."
"Too many of us there," he agreed. Neither one of
them mentioned Buffy.
"IÆve always wanted to visit India," she revealed,
smiling hopefully.
"India. ItÆs warm there," he answered, sharing
a shiver that passed through them as if they were
one body.
"Then itÆs settled."
There was nothing to worry about, he thought, and
smiled as the image of Angelus turning to dust
flashed before his eyes. She was safe.
And soon they would be far off, leaving Sunnydale
nothing more than a distant memory. They could put
this time away in the attic and never look back.
What was worth remembering? Angelus? The slayer?
Drusilla...
She seemed to understand almost telepathically. She
caressed his jaw as she spoke.
"Do you want to know what he told me?"
He was taken aback with the situation. He wasnÆt used
to being the one in the dark. In fact, he couldnÆt remember
a time when he wasnÆt leading Dru around by the hand.
Willow lay above him now with some secret that gave
her the advantage.
He liked it.
"Yes," he answered, trying to remember what Drusilla
looked like, and only coming up with an image of a petite
redhead.
Her mouth opened in what might have been a sentence,
but then she stopped and seemed to consider for a moment.
She slowly lay back down beside him, pulled his arm around
her waist, and began speaking to the ceiling in hushed tones.
"The slayer killed her," she explained gently, "early on. It was
only a few days after their arrival. Angelus didnÆt see fit to
come back until he was forced to."
Spike nodded and tucked her head beneath his own, and they
rested without moving for some time.
"Why did you stake him," he asked eventually, running his
fingers through her soft curls.
"He insulted my dress."
****
END
Ingrid: Author of many long Buffyfics (and some short ones). "Return to
Normalcy,"
"One Vampire's Headache...," "This Fleeting Hope," "Ghost of a Chance,"
"Tragic
Sighs" and "Footsteps."
_____________________________________________________________________
You don't need to buy Internet access to use free Internet e-mail.
Get completely free e-mail from Juno at http://www.juno.com
Or call Juno at (800) 654-JUNO [654-5866]
- -
------------------------------
Date: Tue, 24 Mar 1998 23:01:13 -0500
From: "Kirstin" <kmo@acpub.duke.edu>
Subject: Re: BUFFYFIC: "Footsteps" Epilogue: "Going Home," by Ingrid
please write more spike and willow stuff!!!!! i love it!!!!! this story
was really great -- well written and enthralling. :) more!
Kirstin -- kmo@acpub.duke.edu
Keeper of Giles' Football Flag (GASPer)
Keeper of Cordelia's everlasting position as "Victim of the Week"
Member of the Buffy Crew
- ----------
> From: Ingrid E Stanton <ingrid29@juno.com>
> To: buffyfic@xmission.com
> Subject: BUFFYFIC: "Footsteps" Epilogue: "Going Home," by Ingrid
> Date: Tuesday, March 24, 1998 8:49 PM
>=20
> First things first...
> DISCLAIMER: The characters of Willow, Buffy,=20
> Spike, Drusilla and Angel(us) are the property=20
> of Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, Sandollar Productions,=20
> and The Warner Brothers Network, and are used without=20
> permission. The author claims no rights to these characters.=20
>=20
> SUMMARY: The long awaited epilogue (I *am* being=20
> sarcastic). This one's a whole lot of action, and we get=20
> to see both Buffy and Angelus. If you don't get this,=20
> that's cause you haven't read the other parts. If you=20
> want to get this, write to me and request them. Send=20
> me some feedback. I need self-esteem boosters! =3D)=20
>=20
> May I add a thank you for all the feedback I've gotten.
> My mailbox exploded, making me extremely tense,
> thanks to this crazy week. Now I'm eating thinmints
> and drinking coffee...and bouncing off the walls!
>=20
> WARNING: I think I cursed in this part. Be warned.
>=20
> *********************
> "Footsteps," by Ingrid
> Epilogue: "Going Home"
> *********************
> =20
> A constant dripping echoing from the main floor=20
> stirred them both awake in bed. She shifted slightly,=20
> pulling the covers to her chin and pressing herself=20
> more firmly against her lover=92s body. It didn=92t help=20
> much. He was nearly as cold as she was.=20
> =20
> He pulled her to him in a vain attempt for warmth.=20
> It did seem to comfort her, though.
> =20
> She was the first to interrupt the still that had come=20
> over them.=20
> =20
> "We can leave tomorrow night."
> =20
> "But for where?"
> =20
> "I don=92t know. Europe? It=92s a little old."
> =20
> "Too many of us there," he agreed. Neither one of=20
> them mentioned Buffy.
> =20
> "I=92ve always wanted to visit India," she revealed,=20
> smiling hopefully.
> =20
> "India. It=92s warm there," he answered, sharing=20
> a shiver that passed through them as if they were=20
> one body.=20
> =20
> "Then it=92s settled."
> =20
> There was nothing to worry about, he thought, and=20
> smiled as the image of Angelus turning to dust=20
> flashed before his eyes. She was safe.=20
> =20
> And soon they would be far off, leaving Sunnydale=20
> nothing more than a distant memory. They could put=20
> this time away in the attic and never look back.
> What was worth remembering? Angelus? The slayer?
> =20
> Drusilla...
> =20
> She seemed to understand almost telepathically. She=20
> caressed his jaw as she spoke.
> =20
> "Do you want to know what he told me?"
> =20
> He was taken aback with the situation. He wasn=92t used=20
> to being the one in the dark. In fact, he couldn=92t remember=20
> a time when he wasn=92t leading Dru around by the hand.
> Willow lay above him now with some secret that gave
> her the advantage.
> =20
> He liked it.=20
> =20
> "Yes," he answered, trying to remember what Drusilla=20
> looked like, and only coming up with an image of a petite=20
> redhead. =09
> =20
> Her mouth opened in what might have been a sentence,=20
> but then she stopped and seemed to consider for a moment.=20
> She slowly lay back down beside him, pulled his arm around=20
> her waist, and began speaking to the ceiling in hushed tones.
> =20
> "The slayer killed her," she explained gently, "early on. It was=20
> only a few days after their arrival. Angelus didn=92t see fit to=20
> come back until he was forced to."
> =20
> Spike nodded and tucked her head beneath his own, and they=20
> rested without moving for some time.
> =20
> "Why did you stake him," he asked eventually, running his=20
> fingers through her soft curls.=20
> =20
> "He insulted my dress."
>=20
> ****
> END
> Ingrid: Author of many long Buffyfics (and some short ones). "Return to
> Normalcy,"
> "One Vampire's Headache...," "This Fleeting Hope," "Ghost of a Chance,"
> "Tragic
> Sighs" and "Footsteps."
>=20
> _____________________________________________________________________
> You don't need to buy Internet access to use free Internet e-mail.
> Get completely free e-mail from Juno at http://www.juno.com
> Or call Juno at (800) 654-JUNO [654-5866]
>=20
>=20
> -
- -
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Date: Wed, 25 Mar 1998 00:23:42 EST
From: Anexsin <Anexsin@aol.com>
Subject: Re: BUFFYFIC: The Ties That Bind (3/?)
<<I'm sorry if I messed up your idea. It sort of popped into my head, and I
went
with it. :) It's my way to deal with the whole Angel situation on the show.
More parts will be coming out soon, and I only posted them a few days ago.
Glad you liked it though.>>
Please excuse this message. It was meant to be sent privately, I didn't
realize I sent it to the list. Sorry 'bout that. :)
Melinda
- -
------------------------------
Date: Wed, 25 Mar 1998 01:41:19 EST
From: Anexsin <Anexsin@aol.com>
Subject: BUFFYFIC: The Ties That Bind (4/?)
Title: The Ties That Bind (4/?)
Author: Melinda Frango
Email Addy: Anexsin@aol.com
Rating: PG
Spoiler: All episodes before Passion.
Feedback: Greatly appreciated.
Disclaimer: Buffy and the gang belong to Joss Whedon, the WB, etc.
Only the story is mine, and whatever characters never seen or mentioned
on the show.
Summary: Buffy and the gang get help from an unexpected source in
restoring Angel's soul.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Caitlin was deep in discussion with Giles and Jenny when the gang burst
through the library doors.
"Giles your not going to believe this," Buffy emitted loudly.
The group stopped short when they saw the newcomer.
"Buffy, I'm gald you're here. Please why don't you all sit down," Giles
proposed. "There's some things you should hear."
When the group was seated Giles cleared his throat softly.
"This is Caitlin," he introduced. "Angel's sister."
"Wow," Willow's eyes lit up.
"You look just like him," Buffy's eyes began to well up with tears.
"Wait a second," Xander interrupted, "I thought Angel killed his family."
"Have some sympathy." Cordelia complained.
"You must be Xander," Caitlin guessed.
"How did you know that?" he asked astonished.
"My brother describes you as ungrateful, oblivious to what's right in front of
you, sarcastic, and annoying," Caitlin stated. "Am I right?" she asked the
other occupants of the room.
"Yep," they replied in unison.
"Hey, I resent that!" Xander shouted.
"As for the how did I know question. I know about all of you or what Angel
told me," was Caitlin's explanation.
" But Angel's dead," Buffy lowered her head sadly.
"It seems that Angel and his sister have some sort of tie that binds his soul
to hers. He can speak with her when she dreams," Giles explained.
"I haven't seen Angel in over 200 years. So he never knew I was alive, but
since for some odd reason our souls are connected, his can communicate with
mine, subconsciously, he doesn't realize I can pick up on his thoughts. It's
hard to explain," Caitlin mumbled.
"Why are you here?" Cordelia spoke up.
"I've come to restore Angel's soul permanently," Caitlin spoke matter-of-
factly.
"You can do that? When? How?" Buffy couldn't contain her excitement.
Caitlin smiled. "Soon. The night of the full moon which is 3 days away. But it
won't work unless all of you are willing to participate."
"We'll come back to the ritual later," Giles jumped in before anymore
questions could be asked, but Xander beat him to it.
"You still didn't tell us why your not, well...." he stopped.
"Dead," Caitlin supplied
Xander nodded his head, "Not that I'd mind if you were. I'm sure you'd still
look beautiful. Your not a vampire are you? Or a giant bug? Maybe a mummy? "
Xander babbled.
"Xander!" Buffy, Willow, and Cordelia scolded him.
Xander shrank back in his chair when Cordelia shot him a glare that could burn
through him.
"No I'm completely human. Just immortal," Caitlin chuckled. "Maybe I should
explain."
For the next hour or so Caitlin told the group about the death of her family,
her knowledge of magic, and her ambition to help her brother.
"..... and ever since then I have wanted to find a cure to make him human
again. Which has been in vain so far. Then I would be able to help Angel half
that life that was taken from him and be able to avenge my family's death with
the demon's." Caitlin finished.
"You don't seem that caught up on revenge," Oz observed.
"My family died without a cause. I just want to make sure their death doesn't
go firgotten. I know that whereever they are now, they are happy and at peace.
I don't want my anger to turn me into some physco killer who thinks about
revenge day in and day otu. I know they wouldn't have wanted that. It just not
a way to live your life," Caitlin explained.
"I admire you for that," Giles complimented.
"Thank you," Caitlin said.
"You have so many of your brother's qualities it's remarkable," Giles smiled.
"He's very special to me. He always stuck by me through thick and thin, and I
intend to do the same," Cailitn said informed.
"So do we," Buffy agreed. "So about this ritual." Buffy brought up once again.
"A little anxious," Caitlin asked her with a wry smile.
"Just a little," Buffy's smile brightened up her face.
"The ritual requires a circle of people who share a common bond. All of you
are friends and fight the forces of darkness together. That creates a bond
between you all, the more people who share the same bond the stronger the
pull."
"The pull?" Jenny interrupted.
"The bond is supposed to pull the soul called upon into this reality and guide
it to it's rightful place," Caitlin explained.
"That is quite intriguing. I would love to see the book you got this from."
Giles directed towards Caitlin.
Suddenly a large book encased in brown leather appeared in front of Giles. The
group gasped.
"Very convenient. May I keep this and read through it tonight?" Giles asked.
"Sure, I know the ritual by heart, should something happen to the book,"
Caitlin assured him.
"Thank you. We should all go home and get some rest. We'll reconvene tomorrow.
It's saturday and Buffy you have training. Do you have someplace to stay?"
Giles asked Caitlin.
"She can stay with me," Buffy offered. "I mean if you want to."
"Are you sure? I don't want to impose."
"Positive," Buffy replied with certainty.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
End part 4......to be continued
- -
------------------------------
Date: Wed, 25 Mar 1998 11:50:07 PST
From: "Sara Barton" <sara114@hotmail.com>
Subject: BUFFYFIC: Hope (33/?)
Author: Sara B. Sara114@hotmail.com
Rating: Varies...will be posted at beginning of each part.
Disclaimer: Buffy the Vampire Slayer, its characters, yada yada yada
belong to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, Sandollar, WB, and Fox.... I'm just
borrowing them, (although I wish Angel was mine!) Everything else
belongs to me!
Author's note: This is your usual generic story. Angel is still good,
so basically in my story surprise/innocence didn't happen. Willow and
Oz are together, and Xander and Cordy are still hiding their secret
utility closet rondevu's. This is going to be a long story, and will
take some time so be patient with me. I'm not very good at story
telling, so if this totally sucks and isn't read-worthy, just let me
know.Oh yeah, and I want feedback, feedback, and more feedback. I don't
care if it's good or bad, just tell me what you thought of it.
Part 33 PG
Buffy and Hope walked down the dark road, their faces illuminated by the
bright street light that stood nearby. Buffy slowed down when they came
to a quiet intersection.
ôHope, I want to stop by my house first. I need to get a couple of
things,ö Buffy said, looking at her friend.
ôSure. Where is it?ö Hope asked.
Buffy smiled. ôI see you havenÆt completely learned the streets of
Sunnydale yet. DonÆt worry, it wonÆt take long,ö she said. ôThere isnÆt
a lot of town here. Like Xander told me when I first moved her, this is
a one Starbucks town.ö
Hope busted up in laughter. ôHe is really funny.ö
Buffy raised her right eyebrow. ôYou think heÆs funny?ö
Hope blushed slightly. ôWell....I...ö
ôItÆs okay. He is a great guy.ö Buffy said, as they turned left and
walked toward her house.
ôYeah, but Cordelia has her claws in him,ö Hope said, pouting.
Buffy was startled. ôWhat?ö
ôYou mean, you didnÆt know? ItÆs obvious how much those to want each
other. They are always bickering and giving each other those animal
lust looks.ö
ôI...I never noticed before,ö Buffy said. She noticed the frown on her
friendÆs face. ôYou like him, donÆt you?ö
HopeÆs frown slowly turned into a wry smile. ôYeah, I do.ö
ôThen go for him!ö encouraged Buffy.
ôCordelia,ö Hope reminded her.
ôWell if Xander hasnÆt told me or Willow, then that means they are
keeping it secret, and that means that it would be easier for you to get
him to fall for you,ö Buffy said.
ôHe wouldnÆt go for me,ö Hope said.
ôHow can you say that! You are beautiful, nice, sweet, not to mention
strong. He would too go for you.ö
ôYou think so?ö Hope asked reluctantly.
ôI know so,ö Buffy assured her. ôYou know, he had a crush on me when I
first moved here.ö
ôReally? What happened?ö Hope asked, eager to know all the details.
Buffy giggled. ôWell, nothing really.ö
ôNothing?! Why not?!ö
She shrugged. ôI didnÆt like him. He was just a friend. Besides, I
was in love with Angel,ö Buffy paused, wondering if those words were
still true. < If he is the Master, can I still love him? > She shook
her head to try to erase that thought.
ôAh, Angel. He is extremely hot,ö Hope said, grinning.
Buffy nodded. ôYou got that right. I remember the first time I saw
him. The first thing that popped into my mind was æHello gorgeous!ö.ö
ôHow did you guys meet?ö Hope questioned.
She smiled. ôWell, a couple of nights after I had just moved here,
Angel was following me around. I sensed the presence of a vampire, and
I caught him off guard. I knocked him to the ground and put my foot at
his neck. I remember his look of utter shock. At the time I was
annoyed at him. I didnÆt like him. He would give me these cryptic
messages and then vanish. But, after a while, I began to fall in love
with him.ö
ôWow. That is an unusual æHow we metÆ story,ö commented Hope. ôWhen
did you find out he was a vampire?ö
Buffy grimaced. ôLetÆs just say his vampireness interrupted our first
romantic moment. He was in my bedroom...ö she paused when Hope gave her
a mischievous look. ôWhat?! He needed a place to stay!ö She exclaimed
with a laugh. ôThree vampires had attacked me and he came to my rescue.
Since they were lurking around my house, I let him stay the night.ö
ôStay the night?ö Hope asked, raising her eyebrow.
ôOn the floor! Geez, Hope, you have a dirty mind!ö
ôJust a character flaw,ö she giggled. ôAnyway...he was in your room
and????ö
ôAnd we had our first kiss. It was one of the most exciting moments of
my life. When our lips touched it was like electricity. Then, all of a
sudden, he vamped out. It definitely wasnÆt our best moment together.ö
Hope laughed. ôIÆll be you were freaked!ö
ôThat I was. But, we worked it out. And everything is great...I hope.ö
ôI have a feeling that what ever happens tonight, you two will be
together again.ö
ôThanks, Hope. That means a lot.ö
ôAnytime!ö She said.
They continued to walk and talk, sharing things about their lives,
learning about each other. They were laughing about some of their
embarrassing stories when HopeÆs smile turned into a bitter frown. ôOh
shit. Look over their,ö Hope pointed. ôVampires are attacking that
woman.ö
Buffy looked up to see two vampires grab a hold of a woman and groaned.
ôOh wonderful. This is the last thing we need right now.ö She pulled
out a stake from the sheath of her jacket. Hope followed her lead and
did the same, taking one that was strapped to the small of her back.
The two girls causally strolled across Rovello Drive. Hope grimaced as
she recognized one of the vampires, and Buffy came to a halt. She
stared at the demons with a sickly expression. Her face turned to a
ghostly pale. Buffy felt as if her heart was being ripped out of her
chest.
ôOh God. Angel. Angel has...my mother,ö she choked. Her hand flew to
her mouth, and her knees grew week. Tears sprung to her eyes and she
trembled. ôIt happened.ö
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Date: Wed, 25 Mar 1998 11:58:05 PST
From: "Sara Barton" <sara114@hotmail.com>
Subject: BUFFYFIC: Hope (34/?)
Author: Sara B. Sara114@hotmail.com
Rating: Varies...will be posted at beginning of each part.
Disclaimer: Buffy the Vampire Slayer, its characters, yada yada yada
belong to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, Sandollar, WB, and Fox.... I'm just
borrowing them, (although I wish Angel was mine!) Everything else
belongs to me!
Author's note: This is your usual generic story. Angel is still good,
so basically in my story surprise/innocence didn't happen. Willow and
Oz are together, and Xander and Cordy are still hiding their secret
utility closet rondevu's. This is going to be a long story, and will
take some time so be patient with me. I'm not very good at story
telling, so if this totally sucks and isn't read-worthy, just let me
know.Oh yeah, and I want feedback, feedback, and more feedback. I don't
care if it's good or bad, just tell me what you thought of it.
Part 34
****Warning: This part gets a bit gruesome and some readers might find
it offensive or disturbing*****
ôThat asshole!ö Hope screamed. She stormed across the street, leaving
Buffy standing alone. The vampires turned to look at her in surprise.
ôHEY YOU! LET HER GO!!!!!ö Her voice pierced the dark sky. Angel
and Spike shot their heads at the direction of the girls voice.
Angel immediately recognized Hope and Buffy. ôOh, look Joyce. Your
daughter and her little friend have come to join our party.ö
Joyce saw her daughter standing across the street. ôBUFFY!!! RUN!!!ö
She screamed for her daughters safety.
Buffy knew what she had to do. She did her best and pushed her
heartbreaking feelings aside and ran behind Hope. ôLet my her go!ö Hope
sneered. Buffy came up beside her friend. She looked into AngelÆs eyes
and saw the vast emptiness where his beautiful soul used to reside.
Instead, a vicious, malignant evil filled itÆs place. The sinister and
black-hearted look in his eyes told Buffy everything she need to know.
Angel was gone.
ôI said, LET HER GO!ö Hope hissed again.
Angel laughed at her. ôWhat are you going to do about it?ö
ôBuffy run! Get out of here!!ö Joyce yelled at her daughter.
Angel pushed her into two minions, who held her struggling body. He
turned to look at the frightened woman. ôThe SlayerÆs mother. Ah, what
an oblivious creature.ö
ôWhat the hell are you talking about?ö Joyce snapped.
ôI still canÆt believe that Buffy hasnÆt told you her deepest, darkest
secrets,ö Angel said with a laugh.
ôLeave her alone. You donÆt want her. You want me,ö Buffy finally
managed to say. The usual strong Slayer was reduced to putty in the
presence of the now evil Angel.
ôYou are absolutely right. I donÆt want her. Spike does. He thinks
she would make an excellent collaborator. The SlayerÆs own mother
against her. Tsk Tsk Tsk. What ever shall she do?ö He said
sarcastically.
ôBuffy, what is he talking about?!ö Joyce questioned Buffy.
ôDonÆt listen to him, Mom,ö Buffy ordered her.
ôOh, but I think she should listen. I think itÆs high time that she
knew who you really are.ö
ôDonÆt you dare,ö Buffy said.
ôOh, but I do dare. Joyce, let me explain something to you,ö he paused.
ôYou see, Buffy is somewhat of a...oh how do I put this...Vampire
Slayer.ö
ôTHATÆS ENOUGH!ö Buffy snarled, and attacked Angel. She let out a hard
roundhouse kick to his face, followed by two swift punches to his face.
He was fazed for only a moment, and Buffy used it to her advantage. She
grabbed his hair and swung his body around, causing his head to collide
with the tree. He grabbed her arm and swung her over his head, body
slamming her. She stumbled to her feet. Angel grabbed her throat, and
lifted her into the air, choking her. She clung to his fist, trying to
pry it off her slender neck. Joyce watched in horror as BuffyÆs body
went limp. Angel dropped it to the ground. Joyce sobbed
uncontrollably.
ôOh, God, NO!ö She cried, grief-stricken.
A blue glow emerged from HopeÆs chest, as her necklace began to shine
brightly beneath the pale yellow light of the street lamp. Angel turned
to look at her. ôFirst you killed my aunt, then you killed my friend.
YouÆre going down, you son of a bitch,ö she shouted with sinister edge
to her voice.
Angel played it coolly, despite the uncomfortable feelings she caused
him to have. ôDonÆt worry, she isnÆt dead. She is just passed out. It
isnÆt time for her to die, but it is time for you to die.ö
Hope glared. ôGive it your best shot.ö
Angel felt the hair raise on the back of his neck as the necklace glowed
brighter. He felt the power shoot off of her like a bomb detonated in
her body. Her eyes narrowed and her blood pumped through her veins like
a freight train.
He backed away. His power wasnÆt complete, and he knew what this small
girl was capable of. Her small, 5Æ3 frame didnÆt fool him, or any of
the other vampires.
ôAre you afraid of me?ö Hope asked innocently. ôDonÆt worry. It wonÆt
hurt much.ö she said sweetly.
ôStay away from me, bitch,ö he snapped. She glared fiercely. For once
in his life as a vampire, he actually felt fear. This was new him,
especially now that he was the Master.
ôIÆm not afraid of you. ItÆs just not time yet,ö he said.
ôYou already used that excuse,ö she mused, inching toward him as he
backed away from her.
ôCome on man!ö Spike yelled at him. ôWhat the hell are you waiting
for?!ö
Angel shot his head at Spike. ôDonÆt underestimate her. You donÆt know
who she is.ö
ôI donÆt need to know who she is. She is a mortal. A girl. A human.
Not to mention puny. Just get on with it.ö Annoyance filled SpikeÆs
voice he strolled over to Hope and stood behind her.
Hope smiled. She turned around to face him. ôWanna bet?ö
ôSure,ö he answered. ôLetÆs fight. I win, you die. You win, you die.
Any questions?ö
ôYou are sure of yourself, arenÆt you?ö Hope stated, with newly found
confidence.
Spike laughed. ôI should be asking you that.ö
With the tension building between Hope and Spike, no one noticed Buffy
awaken. She slowly pulled herself to her feet. She no longer felt
remorse or sadness. She was mad, she was angry, and most of all, she
was ready to kill. Right now, Buffy was the HellmouthÆs greatest
threat.
ôAre you going to fight, or just stand there all night?ö Buffy asked
causally, interrupting them. All heads turned to face The Slayer, who
stood with a vengeance. With her head held high and her hands on her
hips, she stood with poise and confidence.
Angel looked at Buffy, then at Hope. < Shit. These two have power. I
need to get out of here so I can get to full strength > He tried
inching his way toward the car, but Buffy caught him.
ôLeaving so soon, lover boy?ö She asked. Angrily, he tried to retort,
but was interrupted.
Marcus and David came barreling down the road. They drove up in the
grass and almost hit the tree. ôLearn how to drive,ö David grumbled at
Marcus as they got out of the van.
Spike broke his concentration off of Hope to look at the young vampires.
ôWhat the hell took you so damn long?ö he asked.
ôSorry, Spike. We got caught in traffic,ö Marcus lied.
ôBull shit,ö he said, noticing the dent in the front of the van. ôWhy
is there a dent in my van?ö he asked. Both vampires looked at anything
but Spike, not wanting to get in trouble. Spike sighed. ôIf you donÆt
answer me in the next three seconds I am going to kill you.ö
ôMarcus plowed into a car in the field,ö David replied fearfully.
Marcus have him a dirty look. ôThanks for telling him,ö he said
sarcastically.
Buffy and Hope gave each other knowing looks, realizing these were the
men who almost killed them. Without warning, HopeÆs anger rose wildly
out of control and she stormed over to them. She utterly lost her
temper. Hope grabbed their necks and lifted them both high above the
ground with remarkable strength. MarcusÆs and DavidÆs eyes enlarged at
her action, as they dangled in the air.
ôHoly shit,ö Spike said, amazed at her ability. He had never seen a
human who wasnÆt a slayer this strong. < Who is this girl? >
ôYou almost killed my friends,ö she snarled, a low growl erupting from
her slender throat. All eyes were on her, as threw David into the tree.
She squeezed hard on MarcusÆs throat, and he laughed.
ôI donÆt breathe,ö he whispered.
ôBut you can hurt,ö she whispered back, bringing her fist up and
colliding it with his nose. She heard the bones in his face crack and
shatter as blood sprayed everywhere. He screamed in agony. Grabbing
her stake, she plunged it into his stomach. Then, she did one of the
unthinkable things. She put her hand down the front of his pants and
reached for his manhood. In a split second, she ripped it from his
body. His face twisted with the severe pain that plagued him. She
dropped him onto the ground and wiped the blood off of her hands onto
her jeans. Turning back to face her audience, she smiled. ôHe wonÆt be
getting up any time soon,ö Hope said.
Shocked faces stared at her. David scrambled to get up and began to run
down the street away from BuffyÆs house in fear of his life. Hope
laughed, watching him run away. ôAny one else want to piss me off? How
about you Spike?ö
Spike bolted with Angel at his heals. The two vampires pushed their
ways into their cars and locked the doors, driving away as fast as they
could with their minions close behind.
Buffy inhaled a sharp breath and looked away from the withering,
tortured body that laid at HopeÆs feet. Hope looked down at him and
immediately began to feel remorse. Tears sprung to her eyes and she
threw her and over her mouth. Trembling, she stepped away from him.
ôWhat did I just do?ö
Buffy, still stunned, reached for Hope, and pulled her away from Marcus.
ôWhat did I do?ö Hope repeated, crying. Buffy didnÆt say anything.
She kept picturing the look that resided in HopeÆs crystal green eyes.
It was a look of hatred, anger, and a lust for revenge.
ôItÆs okay,ö she whispered into her friendÆs ear. Buffy picked up her
stake and put it through MarcusÆs heart, killing whatever life he had
left and ending his suffering.
ôI...I...ö Hope stammered. ôI donÆt know what came over me. It was
like I wasnÆt in control of my body.ö Tears streamed down her face like
a waterfall. ôI canÆt believe I did that. IÆm not like that. IÆm not
a bad person! I donÆt kill!ö She cried.
ôHope, he was a vampire. He has killed and hurt people. DonÆt feel bad
for what you did. It might have been a little gruesome, and a quick
stake through the heart might have been more practical, but he almost
killed us all tonight,ö Buffy said, trying to comfort her friend.
ôA _little_ gruesome? Try gory...bloodly...offensively violent,ö Hope
said, slightly laughing despite the heinous chain of events that had
occurred. ôBuffy, I ripped it off.ö
Buffy smiled sympathetically. ôCome on, we really need to call Giles
and tell him everything. Angel has been transformed, and he has my
mother,ö she said, hiding her devastating feelings that were flooding
back into her mind. < I guess pushing my feelings aside isnÆt going to
help > she thought. But, in defiance of those feelings, Buffy knew that
she couldnÆt let them get in the way of what she had to do. < Angel is
the Master. And I now have to kill him. I have to kill Angel. I have
to kill the man I am in love with >
The two girls felt a tidal wave of emotion crash over them as they stood
in the SummersÆ now bloody lawn. Both were struggling to keep a hold of
their sanity, which was very slowly threatening to slip away. Buffy and
HopeÆs connection was stronger than they knew. Physically, they stood,
helping one another walk up the steps and through the door of BuffyÆs
home. Mentally, they grasped each other in an ever lasting hold. A
bind that would remain strong, and would in time, would save their
lives.
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