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buffyfic-digest         Monday, April 13 1998         Volume 02 : Number 123



In this issue:

       BUFFYFIC: Discuss: Help
       BUFFYFIC: "Reunion" Interlude # 1: "Lighting Cracks" by Ingrid
       BUFFYFIC: Slayer be Slain ~ First Mailing

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Date: Sun, 12 Apr 1998 22:19:39 -0400
From: [e-mail]
Subject: BUFFYFIC: Discuss: Help

Sorry if that isn't the proper subject heading for this.  I'm new here,
and I was wondering if anyone would be willing to read over the story
I'm writing.  So far, it only has three parts (none of which are more
than two pages).  I'd rather that my story wasn't horrible.  Mildly bad
I don't mind, but not horrible <g>.

Northlight

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Date: Sun, 12 Apr 1998 23:26:45 -0400
From: [e-mail] (Ingrid E Stanton)
Subject: BUFFYFIC: "Reunion" Interlude # 1: "Lighting Cracks" by Ingrid

DISCLAIMER: The characters of Buffy, Giles, Cordelia,
Spike, Drusilla, Willow, Angel & co. 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: IÆve decided to help explain the past through
a series of interludes that will be interspersed throughout
the story as it goes on. This series is obviously meant as
a companion to the aforementioned "Reunion." These
flashbacks take place about 9 years before "Reunion,"
give or take a few months. Needless to say, if you havenÆt
read "Reunion," this wonÆt make much sense to you. If
you donÆt have parts 1-11 of it, you can write to me and
request them. My address is [e-mail]. Oh!
BTW, I love to get feedback, except when my mailbox
explodes, which is often, but send it anyway!


"Reunion" Interlude # 1:
"Lightning Cracks"
by Ingrid


The gas pedal almost buckled under her feet. When itÆd
seemed to recover, she slammed it down harder, the blinding
light of insane hope pumping through her brain and twisting
her nerves. She heard a crash as she sideswiped a Buick. She
was ducking now, driving the car like it was a racing bike.
The school parking lot was right ahead, but she wasnÆt
looking for the parking lot.

A strange rhythmic pulse was driving her to even greater
accelerations. In a moment, she realized it was the rock music
blaring from the speakers of the radio sheÆd forgotten to turn
off. She hadnÆt noticed it for the five minutes sheÆd been
careening through the neighborhood as fast as the car would
take her.

In the distance, she saw the smoke, the fire, and the figures
near it. They grew larger, and soon she could recognize faces
of flickering terror.

She didnÆt see the tree. Or Giles, for that matter.

She watched herself crash into both without being able to do a
thing to stop it.

Then suddenly, nothing. And voices gradually became louder.
They were screaming. Her head was stuck to the steering wheel.
She yanked away, and heard a tearing sound. Blood dripped onto
the dash.

Without processing anything but the task at hand, she grabbed
the orb from the seat.

Damn. That had been close. What if it had smashedà

Oh my God.

She traced the crack in the orb and her heart sunk, but it was this
or nothing. Giles was on the ground close to the tree, his leg a
mess of blood and gore. His face was calm, and when he saw her
with the orb, he looked up and the light of urgency lit his eyes.

She ran to him, screaming his name, and how sorry she was, and
thousands of other things he didnÆt have time for.

"Buffy!" He screamed at her and ripped the glass from her hand.

Just then she heard another scream from behind the tree. She
rocketed past it to see the body of a red-haired teenager enveloped
in the vampireÆs arms, struggling against him with every ounce of
strength she possessed.

But it wasnÆt enough.

Buffy couldnÆt tell whether the roar in her ears was her own scream
or XanderÆs. All she knew was that she was going to kill him. Now.

She knocked into him. He didnÆt expect it, and Willow dropped to
the ground. Buffy tackled him, and began to repeatedly smash at his
chest. She didnÆt have her stake? Where was her stake?

In the car.

She was dead, she realized without feeling. There was no chance
for her. Dead.

She waited for the inevitable onslaught, and winced as she saw him
coil himself for attack.

It never came. There were two distinctive flashes of light, and then
all the rest was caught up in a glowing blur. Giles had cast the spell.
Blackness swam before her eyes and she gave into the dark, shutting
them, and relaxing against the ground. If it was the ground. She felt
completely turned around now. Lost.

And suddenly something sweet touched her, something more real
than any dream. *He* touched her, pulled her to him, and she let him,
completely still and dead. Somehow, she knew he was crying.

Then all shimmered gold and white and she felt herself slip away.
*********
END, INTERLUDE #1.
"God help me, if he doesnÆt stop, IÆll go out of my mind in a minute."

"Why DonÆt you? That would be something, anyway."
- --John Osborne, "Look Back In Anger"

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Date: Mon, 13 Apr 98 03:05:45 PDT
From: "Angel's Lover" <[e-mail]>
Subject: BUFFYFIC: Slayer be Slain ~ First Mailing

Okay.. the following is a repost of Slayer be Slain.. reworked and rewrit=
ten from the time of it's original posts.  As a warning, there is a direc=
t line taken from "Angel" in the third part, I realize this, and I meant =
this as a refference to Darla to explain Buffy's state of mind at the tim=
e.  The characters of Buffy, Angel, Giles, Willow, Xander, Oz, Cordy, Spi=
ke, Dru, and Ms. C (obviously this was written before Passion was aired) =
are not mine, they are the creations of the God of all Buffdom, Joss Whed=
on, Mutant Enemy Productions and Warner Bros.  Spoilers are from anything=
 before up to and including Innocence, tho the only direct spoilers are =
from Surprise and Innocence. I am not making any money from this, and no =
copyright infringement was intended.  Please direct all comments to Lea =
at either [e-mail] or [e-mail] .  Thanks for =
reading!!!!

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Slayer Be Slain ~ First Mailing


    She ducked behind a gravestone, silently trying to move around him
before Angelus had the chance to notice her.  Her ex-boyfriend was
busily sipping the blood from the neck of some unfortunate girl.  Buffy
could tell even from this distance that there was no chance to save this
victim, but the moment she had been waiting for had arrived.  This was
her ultimate chance to kill Angelus once and for all.
    She looked down at the claddagh ring that she still wore upon the
ring finger of her right hand.  Its silver band shone in the white light
of the nearly full moon, reminding her of the night Angel had given it
to her.  It had been the night of her seventeenth birthday, the night
they had first made love, and the night she had lost him forever.
    Engraved into the silver band were three tiny designs: on either
side, a pair of clasped hands; on the top, a royal crown; and in the
center, a heart, the apex of which she wore pointed towards her.  Angel
had told her to wear it this way; in ancient Irish tradition this
indicated that she belonged to him. Her finger caressed lightly the
delicate designs, noting how softly the hands clasped the heart. They
were designed so perfectly they seemed to cradle the heart as though it
were a living, beating organ.   She sighed. Angel's friendship had meant
everything to her; when the Gypsy curse broke, turning Angel back into
Angelus, Buffy had lost more than a lover, she had lost her best friend. =

Her eyes shifted to the crown, noting how differently it had been
designed.  Though merely silver, without the colour of brilliant jewels
to identify how rich its owner would have been, it drew her attention
all the same.  The two dimensional crown had a three dimensional effect
as Buffy could almost see the actual crown waiting to be plucked from
the ring and worn by a royal dignitary.  The crown was supposed to
indicate loyalty; but there was no reason she should remain loyal to
Angel now.  He was no longer the man she had once known; his vampire
side had taken over, and destroyed everything.  Buffy allowed her eyes
to fall back upon the heart.  Her finger lightly traced the very plain
design.  It was no more than a heart, carved with perfect symmetry into
the flawless silver of the ring, only it seemed to shine more
brilliantly than the other designs in the white gleam of the moonlight. =

It was while looking at the heart that she finally sighed.
    Slowly she slipped the ring from her finger, twisting it in her
hands so that the apex of the heart no longer pointed towards her.  She
no longer belonged to Angel. As she slid the ring back on, the glow of
the heart faded into the shine of the rest.  No thoughts of friendship,
loyalty or love were going to keep her from doing her sacred duty. The
part of her that had so cherished what the ring had once meant finally
died, and she was free to do what she must.
    The body of the now drained teenager dropped to the damp earth
with a sickly thud, and Angelus drew the back of his hand across his
mouth.  He grinned in the darkness.  Buffy's eyes rose from the ring as
he turned around.
    "Do you really think that gravestone can hide you, Buffy?  I know
you're there.. I can smell ya!"
    She rose from behind the gravestone and scowled.  "Could you be
any yuckier?"
    "Just wait until I sink my teeth into your soft throat, lover.
You'll find greater pleasure in my feeding than you ever did in my
arms."
    She sighed, "Apparently so."
    "Is this where it is to be, Buffy?  In the graveyard?  Where no
one but the dead can hear your screams?"
    She shrugged, "At least you'll be among friends."  She reached
into her bag, "Ashes to ashes, Angel," and pulled forth a stake, "Dust
to dust."
    With a growl he leaped forward, his arms outstretched for her
neck.  She ducked, her fist striking upwards connecting with his solar
plexus.  He gave a loud grunt and fell to the ground.
    Buffy pouted sarcastically.  "Awwww.. did the big bad vampire fall
down go boom?"
    He smiled up at her and licked his fangs, "Why don't you come down
here and I'll give you something to remember me by."
    She scowled, "So over that minor detail!"
    He snarled and lunged upwards, catching Buffy by the shoulder and
sending her reeling into a solid gravestone.  Pain shot through her but
she shoved it aside and stood.
    "Stick with me, baby, and you'll see stars!" He leapt at her
again, his fist connecting with her cheek, the claddagh ring on his
right hand cutting into her flesh.  He laughed at the sight of her
blood, spinning and allowing his foot to cut across her jaw.
    She counteracted easily, bringing him to his knees with a short
cut to the legs, landing a punch upon his nose.  The vampire was flipped
head over heels and landed spread eagled upon his back.  In seconds she
was upon him, knees straddling his waist as she reached for her stake.
    He smiled coldly.  "Gee... this seems familiar." A lightening
quick movement had him twisting their bodies so that Buffy was trapped
beneath him.  His grin widened.  "Yep, something's definitely coming
back to me now!"
    "Yeah, well, keep it where it is!"  Buffy clawed her nails across
his face, causing him to pull back in a brief moment of pain.  She
grinned suddenly, "Hey, lover, remember this?" Her knee came up solidly
between his legs, causing the vampire to howl in agony.  He rolled off
her and curled into a ball.
    Buffy climbed to her feet, as Angelus recovered.  She bent to
retrieve her stake, his arms wrapped around her; one encircling her
neck, cutting off her breath, the other encircling her waist, drawing
her firmly against him.  Buffy was solidly pinned, gasping as she felt
his breath hot against her neck.
    His teeth grated over the tender flesh of her throat, and Buffy
knew then that she was going to die.  The fight ebbed out of her, and
she closed her eyes, groaning deeply as Angelus's teeth sank into her
neck.  Her awareness of his feeding didn't last long, however; all
sensation slowly began to fade from her mind.  She slipped into
unconsciousness.
    A long period of silence followed... how long she did not know.
Confusion swept over her as faded images of her life ebbed closer to her
mind and then away once more.  There was no pain, no hurt, only the
irresistible urge to feed.  Soon she opened her eyes.
    Angel stood above her, and as Buffy peered around, she took in her
immediate surroundings.  She was in a dark warehouse, hidden deeply away
from the sunlight.  Spike and Drusilla watched from nearby, the female
vampire hardly able to contain her excitement as she awaited Buffy's
awakening.  Drusilla moved to Buffy's side and lowered her lips to
Buffy's forehead.
    "Welcome," she whispered, "I've always wanted a sister."  Her lips
brushed against Buffy's ear as she giggled, "We can have blood parties,
and I'll introduce you to Miss Edith, and you can listen to my birdie
sing, he has the sweetest voice.  Oh, and one day we're going to destroy
the world.  Want to help?"  With a laugh of pure insanity, Drusilla spun
in a slow circle, and then moved back to sit across Spike's lap,
allowing Angel to move in once more.
    Angel held out his hand to Buffy, pulling her gently to her feet,
their matching rings sounding a soft chime as they came in contact.  He
enfolded her into his arms, and smiled down at her.
    "Was it as good for you as it was for me?"
    Slowly she ran her tongue across her newly sharpened teeth,
raising her hands to trace the demon form of her face.  She reveled in
the feel of the new contours of her body, feeling vampirical strength
flowing through her.  She grinned up into the eyes of the demon she
would eternally "love", pulling him into a deep kiss before backing away
and spinning in a circle of delight.  She laughed aloud, a long cruel
sound, as she rejoiced in her new life.
    "Better, my love, oh, so much better!" She pulled him back to her
and together they danced slowly across the warehouse floor.  Playfully
she nipped his ear before whispering, "Now, show me the stars!"

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Angel's Lover (fondly known as Lea)
"Love makes you do the wacky!"
"When you kiss me I want to die."
"I'm SO the net girl!"

Defender of David Boreanaz... you know, the man with the fangs!


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