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buffyfic-digest         Saturday, May 2 1998         Volume 02 : Number 156



In this issue:

       BUFFYFIC: Fear No Evil (1/4)
       BUFFYFIC: Fear No Evil (1/4)
       BUFFYFIC: It's Time (2/2)
       BUFFYFIC: It's Time (1/2)
       BUFFYFIC: Editors & Beta Readers --- Please?
       BUFFYFIC:Angel's Memories (4/?)

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Date: Sat, 02 May 1998 07:28:49 PDT
From: "Chris Winslow" <[e-mail]>
Subject: BUFFYFIC: Fear No Evil (1/4)

Fear No Evil (1/4)
                       by Chris Winslow

                       TITLE: Fear No Evil
                       AUTHOR: [e-mail]
                       RATING: This section is PG, but later sections
will be PG-13 for sure!
                       SUMMARY: Well, what's so fun about reading a
complete summary before actually reading the piece?  FYI, though, the
complete story includes all the main characters from the show, although
this section just has Buffy, Xander, and BuffyÆs mom.
                       DISTRIBUTION: Sure, send it where ever you want!
(You might want to wait until tomorrow when I send out the other 80% of
the story, though.)
                       DISCLAIMER: I own none of the characters from or
the movie or show Buffy the Vampire Slayer, but then, you already knew
that, didn't you? They were created by Joss Wheden and are owned by 20th
Century Fox, Sandollar Television, Mutant Enemy, etc.
                       FEEDBACK: Sure, go for it.  Send it to me and not
to the whole list, if you could.

    As the clock inside BuffyÆs home struck midnight, Buffy opened the
door, ready to come in and go to sleep after a full night of staking
vampires.  Xander was behind her, politely walking Buffy home, and also
more than a little hopeful that he could get a snack out of her fridge.
    "So what do we have here?" Xander said aloud, as he opened the
refrigerator and peered in.  Shaking his head in disgust, he said, "Your
momÆs not one for junk food, is she?  No Twinkies, no Snickers, noà"
    "ÆNo toothaches, no fatty foodsÆ, is how she would put it," Buffy
butted in.  Ready to go to sleep, she looked at Xander impatiently and
hoped he would get the message.
    Unfortunately for her, XanderÆs attention was focused squarely on the
food (or lack of food) in the fridge.  Having found a package of M&Ms in
the back, he closed the fridge and opened the package, popping candies
in his mouth by the handful.
    "Hey!" Buffy exclaimed.  "Those are mine!"
    "IÆll share!" Xander said defensively.  He dropped one M&M on the
counter.  "One for youà"  Then he dropped three M&Ms in a pile next to
that one.  "And three for me."
    "I thought the concept of sharing MY M&Ms would include equal piles,"
Buffy commented.  "Silly me."
    As Buffy put her hand on the M&Ms that had been designated for her,
Xander put his hand over top of hers.  "You canÆt have the green M&Ms,"
he said quickly.  "TheyÆre supposed to be aphrodisiacsà.I keep a jar of
them next to my bed, and one day I hope to feed them to a woman of my
choice, then bring her back to the couch where we canà"
    "Stop before you say too much," Buffy interrupted.  "Seduction by
candyùnow thatÆs a new one."
    Before Xander could say something witty, his hand touched the counter,
and a previously unseen piece of paper slipped off and to the floor.  He
bent down and picked it up.  As Buffy finished off her own M&Ms and then
ate some of XanderÆs, he read the note, his eyebrows rising.
    "Uh, Buff?" he said.  "I think youÆd better read this."  He passed it
over to her and she read it aloud.
    "ÆDear BuffyÆ"," she read aloud.  "ÆDonÆt wait up for me tonightà.I may
be out all night, as I have decided to jump off Danes Bridge.  IÆll see
you tomorrow, Joyce.Æ"
    "Your momÆs a little old to be jumping off bridges, donÆcha think?"
Xander said.
    "ThereÆs something wrong with this," Buffy said, already walking
towards the front door again.  "Come on, we need to get down to the
bridge."
    "Jealous of her fun?" Xander added, as he followed her out the door.
    Buffy shook her head, a grim look on her face.  "Worried is more like
it.  The last three people who jumped off Danes Bridge were attempting
suicideàand they all succeeded."  Xander choked on his last M&M as he
heard this, and both of them began to walk a bit faster,

    Buffy peered in the direction of the bridge.  Inexplicably, a fog had
formed that was keeping her and Xander from seeing all the way to the
bridge.
    "Mom!" Buffy called out, hoping her mother could hear her.  "Mom, are
you there?"
    "Buffy, is that you?" Joyce called back.
    The wind whipped through BuffyÆs hair as she raced towards her mother.
She stopped and glanced back at Xander, who was trailing far behind,
huffing and puffing.  "Will you hurry?" she called back.
    "Mustà.eatàlessà.M&Ms," he gasped, finally reaching up with her.
    The two continued to run towards the bridge, and Buffy tried calling
out again.  "Mom what are you doing?"
    "Oh, you know, the usual, honey," Joyce yelled back, her voice calm.
Buffy and Xander reached the bridge, and now they could see that BuffyÆs
mother was perched on the edge of the bridge, looking down into the
water below.  "IÆm thinking about jumping off," she continued, in a
smaller voice.
    "DonÆt be crazy, Mom," Buffy argued, standing feet away from her
mother.  "The last people who jumped off this bridge are dead."
    "They just didnÆt know how to do it properly," Joyce continued.
    Xander scratched his head in puzzlement, and whispered in BuffyÆs ear.
"This isnÆt like your mother at all.  SheÆs the gullible, slightly ditzy
type, not the risk-taking, bridge-jumping type at all."
    Buffy nodded.  "Somehow I donÆt think sheÆs doing this because of a
midlife crisis," she said.  "IÆm going out after her."  And before
Xander could warn her to be careful, Buffy jumped onto the edge of the
bridge, then dangled herself on to the other side.
    "YouÆve decided to join me?" Joyce said, with a slight smile.  Her eyes
had a vacant, glossy look, as though she had been druggedàor possessed.
"I think a mother-daughter jump in the water would be nice, donÆt you?"
    "What I think is that we should go back over to the other side," Buffy
said, placing her hand on her motherÆs wrist.  "Now, come with me, and
everything is going to beà"
    "No!" Joyce exclaimed, pulling away from her daughter with a strong
tug.  Buffy was amazed at her motherÆs strength, and nearly lost her
balance on the bridge.
    Her mother, in the meantime, suddenly blinked, her eyes returning to
their normal state.  "Buffy?" she asked, puzzled.  "What am I doing
here?  And where exactly is æhereÆ?"
    Before Buffy could regain her composure, and answer her motherÆs
questionùsomething she wasnÆt sure she could doùa huge gale whipped by,
catching Joyce off guard.  She screamed out something unintelligible, as
her feet fell from the edge of the bridge, and she tumbled down into the
water.
    "Mom!" Buffy screamed.  Before she could even react, Joyce vanished
into the fog.  There was a loud splash in the water, and BuffyÆs heart
skipped a beat.
    "Go call 911," Buffy said, as she turned back towards Xander.  "Tell
themàwell, tell them whatever you want."  Xander nodded wordlessly, and
then ran for a phone.  Buffy just remained perched on the edge, a single
tear streaming down her face as she shivered in the cold.


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Date: Sat, 02 May 1998 07:28:47 PDT
From: "Chris Winslow" <[e-mail]>
Subject: BUFFYFIC: Fear No Evil (1/4)

Fear No Evil (1/4)
                       by Chris Winslow

                       TITLE: Fear No Evil
                       AUTHOR: [e-mail]
                       RATING: This section is PG, but later sections
will be PG-13 for sure!
                       SUMMARY: Well, what's so fun about reading a
complete summary before actually reading the piece?  FYI, though, the
complete story includes all the main characters from the show, although
this section just has Buffy, Xander, and BuffyÆs mom.
                       DISTRIBUTION: Sure, send it where ever you want!
(You might want to wait until tomorrow when I send out the other 80% of
the story, though.)
                       DISCLAIMER: I own none of the characters from or
the movie or show Buffy the Vampire Slayer, but then, you already knew
that, didn't you? They were created by Joss Wheden and are owned by 20th
Century Fox, Sandollar Television, Mutant Enemy, etc.
                       FEEDBACK: Sure, go for it.  Send it to me and not
to the whole list, if you could.

    As the clock inside BuffyÆs home struck midnight, Buffy opened the
door, ready to come in and go to sleep after a full night of staking
vampires.  Xander was behind her, politely walking Buffy home, and also
more than a little hopeful that he could get a snack out of her fridge.
    "So what do we have here?" Xander said aloud, as he opened the
refrigerator and peered in.  Shaking his head in disgust, he said, "Your
momÆs not one for junk food, is she?  No Twinkies, no Snickers, noà"
    "ÆNo toothaches, no fatty foodsÆ, is how she would put it," Buffy
butted in.  Ready to go to sleep, she looked at Xander impatiently and
hoped he would get the message.
    Unfortunately for her, XanderÆs attention was focused squarely on the
food (or lack of food) in the fridge.  Having found a package of M&Ms in
the back, he closed the fridge and opened the package, popping candies
in his mouth by the handful.
    "Hey!" Buffy exclaimed.  "Those are mine!"
    "IÆll share!" Xander said defensively.  He dropped one M&M on the
counter.  "One for youà"  Then he dropped three M&Ms in a pile next to
that one.  "And three for me."
    "I thought the concept of sharing MY M&Ms would include equal piles,"
Buffy commented.  "Silly me."
    As Buffy put her hand on the M&Ms that had been designated for her,
Xander put his hand over top of hers.  "You canÆt have the green M&Ms,"
he said quickly.  "TheyÆre supposed to be aphrodisiacsà.I keep a jar of
them next to my bed, and one day I hope to feed them to a woman of my
choice, then bring her back to the couch where we canà"
    "Stop before you say too much," Buffy interrupted.  "Seduction by
candyùnow thatÆs a new one."
    Before Xander could say something witty, his hand touched the counter,
and a previously unseen piece of paper slipped off and to the floor.  He
bent down and picked it up.  As Buffy finished off her own M&Ms and then
ate some of XanderÆs, he read the note, his eyebrows rising.
    "Uh, Buff?" he said.  "I think youÆd better read this."  He passed it
over to her and she read it aloud.
    "ÆDear BuffyÆ"," she read aloud.  "ÆDonÆt wait up for me tonightà.I may
be out all night, as I have decided to jump off Danes Bridge.  IÆll see
you tomorrow, Joyce.Æ"
    "Your momÆs a little old to be jumping off bridges, donÆcha think?"
Xander said.
    "ThereÆs something wrong with this," Buffy said, already walking
towards the front door again.  "Come on, we need to get down to the
bridge."
    "Jealous of her fun?" Xander added, as he followed her out the door.
    Buffy shook her head, a grim look on her face.  "Worried is more like
it.  The last three people who jumped off Danes Bridge were attempting
suicideàand they all succeeded."  Xander choked on his last M&M as he
heard this, and both of them began to walk a bit faster,

    Buffy peered in the direction of the bridge.  Inexplicably, a fog had
formed that was keeping her and Xander from seeing all the way to the
bridge.
    "Mom!" Buffy called out, hoping her mother could hear her.  "Mom, are
you there?"
    "Buffy, is that you?" Joyce called back.
    The wind whipped through BuffyÆs hair as she raced towards her mother.
She stopped and glanced back at Xander, who was trailing far behind,
huffing and puffing.  "Will you hurry?" she called back.
    "Mustà.eatàlessà.M&Ms," he gasped, finally reaching up with her.
    The two continued to run towards the bridge, and Buffy tried calling
out again.  "Mom what are you doing?"
    "Oh, you know, the usual, honey," Joyce yelled back, her voice calm.
Buffy and Xander reached the bridge, and now they could see that BuffyÆs
mother was perched on the edge of the bridge, looking down into the
water below.  "IÆm thinking about jumping off," she continued, in a
smaller voice.
    "DonÆt be crazy, Mom," Buffy argued, standing feet away from her
mother.  "The last people who jumped off this bridge are dead."
    "They just didnÆt know how to do it properly," Joyce continued.
    Xander scratched his head in puzzlement, and whispered in BuffyÆs ear.
"This isnÆt like your mother at all.  SheÆs the gullible, slightly ditzy
type, not the risk-taking, bridge-jumping type at all."
    Buffy nodded.  "Somehow I donÆt think sheÆs doing this because of a
midlife crisis," she said.  "IÆm going out after her."  And before
Xander could warn her to be careful, Buffy jumped onto the edge of the
bridge, then dangled herself on to the other side.
    "YouÆve decided to join me?" Joyce said, with a slight smile.  Her eyes
had a vacant, glossy look, as though she had been druggedàor possessed.
"I think a mother-daughter jump in the water would be nice, donÆt you?"
    "What I think is that we should go back over to the other side," Buffy
said, placing her hand on her motherÆs wrist.  "Now, come with me, and
everything is going to beà"
    "No!" Joyce exclaimed, pulling away from her daughter with a strong
tug.  Buffy was amazed at her motherÆs strength, and nearly lost her
balance on the bridge.
    Her mother, in the meantime, suddenly blinked, her eyes returning to
their normal state.  "Buffy?" she asked, puzzled.  "What am I doing
here?  And where exactly is æhereÆ?"
    Before Buffy could regain her composure, and answer her motherÆs
questionùsomething she wasnÆt sure she could doùa huge gale whipped by,
catching Joyce off guard.  She screamed out something unintelligible, as
her feet fell from the edge of the bridge, and she tumbled down into the
water.
    "Mom!" Buffy screamed.  Before she could even react, Joyce vanished
into the fog.  There was a loud splash in the water, and BuffyÆs heart
skipped a beat.
    "Go call 911," Buffy said, as she turned back towards Xander.  "Tell
themàwell, tell them whatever you want."  Xander nodded wordlessly, and
then ran for a phone.  Buffy just remained perched on the edge, a single
tear streaming down her face as she shivered in the cold.


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Date: Fri, 2 May 1997 22:31:28 +0100
From: "Mark Jones" <[e-mail]>
Subject: BUFFYFIC: It's Time (2/2)

Here's part 2!
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IT'S  TIME

They left at 8pm promptly and arrived at Xanders at 10 past, he answered the
door already to tell his new joke, but his breath was taken, ôWow!ö was all
he could manage, he was speechless!  Buffy and Willow just laughed and Buffy
said ôis he here yet?ö
ôNot yet, donÆt worry, heÆs not late, he has another 10 minutes, and _then_
heÆs late!ö
The house was set up, Buffy suddenly thought that she was _too_ dressed up,
I mean itÆs only people from school, but she pushed the thought out of her
mind, and let herself only think of him.  Xander took Buffy and Willow by
the hand and lead them through the hallway to the back, where everyone was
sitting, talking, waiting.
The doorbell rang, BuffysÆ heart started to race and Xander told everyone
ôPLACES!ö
Buffy heard Xander open the door, say æHiÆ and tell him that the girls weren
Æt round yet, so they should go into the back and wait.  The door to the
back opened slowly, they saw Xander and then Angel behind him and everyone
yelled ôSurprise!!ö  The music was turned right up, dancing started, Willow
danced with Xander, leaving Buffy with the birthday boy!  ôWow!  This is
amazing, you _look_ amazing!  I canÆt believe it!ö  His voice was drowned
out by the music and all he heard was Buffy say, ôAnd now time for part of
your present!ö  And with that she raised her head up to his and placed her
lips gently onto his and they stood there, kissing for what seemed like an
eternity.

Thanks for reading!! What do you think?  Please do tell me1
[e-mail]

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Date: Fri, 2 May 1997 22:29:40 +0100
From: "Mark Jones" <[e-mail]>
Subject: BUFFYFIC: It's Time (1/2)

Author:  Rachel Jones
E-mail me with ANY comments of yours, as I want to imporve!!  - which I kow
that I can!  so please e-mail me with comments!
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IT'S  TIME  (1/2)

The cold day was drawing to a close.  Buffy was stretched right out on the
sofa watching some boring old chat show.  She felt like drifting off and
having a quick sleep before the big night, but she darenÆt, tonight was much
to big and important to miss.
She pulled herself up, by the looks of it taking all of the energy she had
left and made Willow do the same.  They staggered into the kitchen to find
something to eat and drink, ôSee what doing nothing as relaxation does to
you?  MakeÆs you ten times more tired than before, when you were stressed!ö
Buffy exclaimed, with a short laugh afterwards.
ôYes, but remember, we CANÆT fall asleep, we just canÆt, not tonight.ö
Willows reply was deadly serious.
ôI know,ö  Buffy sighed, ôand although I am excited, I feel too tired to
 go!ö
ôBuffy!  You have to go, you canÆt not, what will people think, what will
you do, where will you go, you will be all aloneàö  Willows voice seemed
like it would never stop, she just kept reeling off reasons why Buffy had to
go.
æShe believes ANYTHING!Æ  Buffy had to cover her mouth to stop herself from
laughing out loud.  Willow quickly noticed this and realised Buffy had no
intention of NOT going, she was just doing it to wind her up!  ôOh! _very_
funny!  YouÆve had your fun, now letÆs go get ready!!!!ö
The girls had so much fun giving each other facials, doing their hair and
make-up, but most importantly picking out what they were going to wear!
Willow chose a simple dress, short sleeves, black with red tulips in a
pretty pattern on it, she looked stunning.  Buffy however could not chose so
easily.  Each outfit she tried on didnÆt seem right for the occasion, she
knew that whatever she wore would be fine but she still had trouble!  In the
end Willow chose a short, black, halter necked dress, which sparkled in the
light, it looked amazing.  Not too dressy or outgoing, just right.

Thank you all for reading, you have an opinion, so please tell me!  I don't
mind if it is good or bad!
[e-mail]

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Date: Sat, 2 May 1998 18:21:44 EDT
From: Aglx <[e-mail]>
Subject: BUFFYFIC: Editors & Beta Readers --- Please?

I'm working on both the sequals to my stories. Love's Revival and my new one
that has yet to be sent to the list Deadly Instincts (the next in the series
after Vengeance and Lost & Found). I do need editors and beta readers!!! If
you can help, please let me know. I'm always open to suggestions and ideas for
my stories. E-mail me back if you can help me out with editing or beta
testing. (both if you can)

- -Michelle
http://members.aol.com/aglx/main.html
Author of "Vengeance," "Lost & Found," "The Dark One," "Love's Revival" and
soon to come "Deadly Instincts."

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Date: Sat, 2 May 1998 18:40:50 EDT
From: Jaclyn Amy <[e-mail]>
Subject: BUFFYFIC:Angel's Memories (4/?)

AngelÆs Memories (4/?) "Spike and Drusilla"
by Jaclyn Amy

TITLE: AngelÆs Memories
AUTHOR: Jaclyn [e-mail]
RATING: PG-13
SUMMARY: This is pretty much the story of AngelÆs life before and as a
vampire. Buffy finds AngelÆs diary and decides to read it. If you notice any
info that contradicts what the show has already said, please notify me.
DISTRIBUTION: Ask me first.
DISCLAIMER: I own none of the characters from or the movie or show Buffy the
Vampire Slayer. They were created by Joss Wheden and are owned by 20th Century
Fox, Sandollar Television, Mutant Enemy, etc. Nor do I own Romeo and Juliet by
William Shakespere. No infringement intended.
FEEDBACK: Please be nice; IÆm still a newbie.
PROOFREADERS: Thanks for your time and effort proofing this. I really
appreciate it.
- ------------------------------------------------------------------------------
- ------------------------------

    "Angel!" Edith cried. "Angel!"
    I asked, "Edith, whatÆs the matter?"
    "HeÆs dead," she shrieked. "He was murdered!" Tears started streaming down
her face.
    "Shh. ItÆs okay. Everything will be fine." I pressed her body close to mine.
    She cried in my arms for a while. Then it happened: I kissed her. And for
some strange reason, she kissed me back. //So pure, so chaste// I though.
//Well, tonightÆs going to change that.//
***
    Before she awoke the next morning, I had left the bed. Her familyÆs warm
bodies just cried out to me to be fed on. So, I did.
    Her aunt and uncle were easy. I killed them while they were still asleep. It
was her little sister, Juliette, that was hard. Just as I was about to grab
her, she woke up, saw me, and screamed. I had to cover her mouth and drag her
all the way out into the garden without anyone noticing us. There, I quickly
twisted her neck.
    The sun was starting to rise, so I rushed back into the house and into the
bed. When Edith awoke, she was startled to see me next to her.
    "Angel, what are you doing in my bed?" she asked.
    I gave her a confused answer, "We spent the night together. DonÆt you
remember?"
    "No, no I canÆt. I thought I spent the night with Billy."
    "Billy is dead."
    Quickly, Edith stepped out of theh bed and started getting her robe on. I
followed her lead.
    "What happened last night was, was wrong. Please understand that."
    "I understand."
    With that, she walked out of her room and gave a deafening scream.
***
    For days, she just sat in her room, weaping over her love and her sister. I
played little mind games on her, like leaving little "messages" on her bedroom
wall, such as things I heard Billy say to her. I even left her a message
saying, "Was Angel good?" She started losing her mind.
    One evening, I roamed around the graveyard. There, I met up with Billy. He
was torturing a victim with a railroad spike.
    "Angel," he said.
    "Spike."
    "Spike?" he asked. "Where the hellÆd you find that one, mate?"
"The way to torture your victims with railroad spikes. The name fits you."
"HowÆs my Edith?"
    "Oh, she was great."
    "What?"
    "Never mind. SheÆs upset about your death."
    "Then I guess IÆll have to pay her a visit."
***
    Edith walked outside in a long white dress. In her garden, she started
rubbing her hands in the dirt. Miss Drusilla was sitting next to her.
    I came along, Spike behind me.
    "Angel," she smiled. "Do you like daisies? Hmm? I plant them, but they
always die. Everything I put in the ground withers and dies." I walked over to
her, but she barely noticed me. "Guess what I found today. Mummy and Daddy
were lying on my bed, dead."
    "Edith, I-"
    "Shh. No more words. Come æere, Spike." She seemed to know his name without
ever hearing it. "IÆve missed you."
    She rubbed her hand against his neck. "Edith?" Spike asked.
    "ItÆs Drusilla now."
    Spike leaned down to bite into her neck, but I pushed him away. "SheÆs mine."
    "Angel, whatÆs going on?" she asked, confused.
    "Well, Dru," I shoved her against a wall, "itÆs all pretty simple."
    She let out a moan. "You, you killed æem. You killed æem all. And now youÆre
going to kill me."
    I kissed her lips before changing her into a vampire. "Nighty night, Dru."
End Part 4 (Spike and Drusilla)

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