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buffyfic-digest          Sunday, May 3 1998          Volume 02 : Number 157



In this issue:

       BUFFYFIC: My Moria (5/?)
       BUFFYFIC: When?  (7/?)
       BUFFYFIC: Fear No Evil (2/4)
       BUFFYFIC: DISCUSS: General Problems Please Help!!
       BUFFYFIC: Angel 1/1 By- Buffy716

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Date: Sat, 2 May 1998 17:42:43 -0700
From: [e-mail] (Charity C. T.)
Subject: BUFFYFIC: My Moria (5/?)

TITLE: My Moria (5/?)
AUTHOR: Taygeta
E-MAIL: [e-mail]
RATING: PG
DISTRIBUTION: Sure, just tell me first.
FEEDBACK: Please???
SPOILER: Not really
DISCLAIMER:The characters portrayed in this story and any other
references to Buffy the Vampire Slayer are the property of its creater
Joss Whedon, and its owners Mutant Enemy productions, Kuzui Productions,
Sandollar Productions, and 20th Century Fox.  In other words, these
characters do not belong to me, and I am just borrowing them.
DESCRIPTION: Twenty years into the future, 'nuff said.

**********************

My Moria #5
By: Taygeta

    Buffy held vigilance over the glowing kitchen clock in the dark
room, as she drowned her sorrows in a piece of chocolate cake.  The
kitchen door creaked loudly, but she didn't turn to see who had intruded
on her silence and her darknessàshe already knew who it was.  He stood
beside her, and poured a cup of warm coffee from the decanter on the
counter.

    "You, okay?" he said quietly, cradling the steaming mug of brown,
sugary liquid.

    She glanced at Xander and sighed, "What do you think?"

    "Sorryàstupid question," he replied, delicately lifting a loose
wisp of her blonde hair away from her face, and his hand held the side of
her face gently.

    Buffy's hand fell over her husband's before he could pull away
and she closed her eyes as she felt his tender touch against her skin,
"Oh, Xander, what are we going to do?"

    He embraced her and felt her body shake from uncontrollable sobs
and felt tears in his eyes as well, "I wish I knew, Buffy, but how can
you tell your daughter that she is destined to walk down this path.  This
path where you know she's going to stumble, fall, and quite possiblyàdie
before she could live a real life?  And how can you *let* your daughter
walk down this path with the knowledge that you may lose her forever?"

    "I've fought these demons for so long, and all these years I
thought I had finally stepped away from it all, but noàno, I couldn't,"
she said bitterly, "they wouldn't let me.  If it was just me they were
hurting, I could possibly handle this, but they've taken my daughteràmy
life."

    "You have to remember Buffy that when you were a slayer, all of
us were endangered and there are some days that I didn't think we would
have ever made it, but we did make it," Xander replied.  "And I guess
that's what we have to think about when we tell her and when we actually
accept the fact ourselves that if we made it, then maybe she will too."

    "But *maybe* she'll live isn't enough," she said shaking her head
in animosity at the very word, "I don't want to have a supposition to
rely on, I want to know, not just hope that Moria will live through this.
 Y'know, I'm glad that I knew I was a slayer before Mom found out because
she didn't have to go through all of this."

    "But she still had to worry, Buffy," sighed Xander kissing her
softly on the forehead before looking into her eyes, "Just like we're
worrying now."

****************************

Cordelia stepped away from the kitchen door and felt guilty for
eavesdropping on such a private conversation.  She had meant to listen
in, but she ended up doing so when she stopped by the kitchen to get a
cup of coffee.  She had begun to hear them talk, and had meant to step
away, but she didn'tàcouldn't.

    Thoughts of her past romance with Xander so long ago came back to
her when she first saw him earlier that day.  She had never really gotten
use to the idea that he and Buffy was married and had a child not even
after 20 years, at leastàuntil now.  As she had watched them holding and
comforting each other, she knew that everything had turned out, as it
should be, perhaps even as it was destined to be.

    Except destiny had played a poor role in their lives when it
chose Moira to be the new slayer.  It would be a task, Cordelia
understood, to watch over and to teach Moira, and it was especially
difficult when she could see Xander and Buffy in her ways and her manner.
 Every time she saw Moira, she would immediately think of them, and know
that they were depending on heràto help their daughter survive.

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Date: Sat, 3 May 1997 10:14:57 +0100
From: "Mark Jones" <[e-mail]>
Subject: BUFFYFIC: When?  (7/?)

Author:  Rachel Jones

WHEN?  [part6]
The vampires suddenly jumped at the opportunity for a quick feed, leaving
Buffy with Angel.  He was well aware that he would have to explain
everything to her, and quick.  ôBuffyàö  He began, but she cut him off ôWhat
is going on here, who do you think you are?  Making me stay here when my
friends are in trouble?!ö  She stood up, her face red and annoyed, she
stilled loved him, and knew he would have an explanation, but was still
worried.
ôBuffy, before you jump in, hear me outö
ôOK Angel, make it quick thoughö
ôI asked you here because I was wondering if you wanted to go out again,
Buffy I love you.ö
ôAngel, I donÆt know what to sayö  All of her worries seemed to vanish, she
wanted Angel more than anything, but why was he doing this, there were more
important things to worry about.
ôAngel, later.  What is going on, how did you force me here?ö
ôI honestly donÆt know Buff.  I wanted to meet you in the daylight because I
had been told that I was able to go outside in the day.  They lied.  And so
told me the only way to make sure that you stayed was to wish it, I never
thought it would work, I am so sorry Buffy, believe me, I would never hurt
you, I love you.ö  He spoke with absolute sincerely, and Buffy knew he meant
it.
ôI love you too, but my friendsàö  She trailed off, never finishing her
sentence, too upset.



What do you think?
[e-mail]

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Date: Sun, 03 May 1998 06:40:42 PDT
From: "Chris Winslow" <[e-mail]>
Subject: BUFFYFIC: Fear No Evil (2/4)

Fear No Evil (2/4)
                       by Chris Winslow

                       TITLE: Fear No Evil
                       AUTHOR: [e-mail]
                       RATING: PG-13
                       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.

    In the waiting room of the nearest hospital, Buffy sat in a chair,
waiting to hear from a doctor.  Xander was pacing next to her.  While
Buffy was the one who looked distraught, Xander looked nervous, tapping
his fingers together without even thinking about it.
    "How long have they been in there?" Buffy asked, looking up at Xander
for the first time in several minutes.
    Xander shrugged.  "Fifteen, maybe twenty minutes."  Buffy nodded and
then dropped her head down again, looking at the tiles on the floor.
    After a long, uneasy pause, BuffyÆs head jerked up again, staring
straight at Xander.  Xander stopped pacing and looked back at her.  "Do
you think my mother is going to make it?" she asked, her voice trembling
ever so slightly.
    Xander considered the question carefully before answering.  "I donÆt
know."  He came up behind her, and squeezed her shoulders
affectionately.  "I just donÆt knowàitÆs a miracle she didnÆt die on
impact  She didnÆt look all that hot when they brought her inà"  He
paused to take a breath, wanting to choose his words carefully.
    Before he had a chance to say anything else, a door opened, and a
doctor in a white coat walked in stiffly.  Buffy stood immediately,
knowing without being told that he was there to talk with her.  "Buffy
Summers?" he asked, looking at her.  She nodded, wiping her eyes.
    "How is my mother?" Buffy asked, suddenly taking control of the
situation.  The tears were gone from her eyes, and sheÆd taken control
of her voice again.
    The doctor let out a brief sigh before beginning to speak.  "She wasnÆt
in the best of shape when she came hereàthe fall from the bridge
shattered several of her bones, most of them in her legs.  We have
managed to stabilize her, though, and she should be okay for the time
being."
    "How does she feel?" Buffy asked.  "Is she in any pain?"
    Again, the doctor let out a soft sigh.  "ThereÆs no way of knowingàat
this time, your mother is in a coma.  If she wakes up, weÆll be able to
tell you more."
    BuffyÆs eyes opened widely, and her whole face began to shift, the
anger beginning to show.  "*IF* she wakes up?  What do you mean IF she
wakes up?"  Before the doctor could say another word, Buffy continued to
ramble on.  "My mother will wake up, and there is nothing hypothetical
about that.  SheÆs going to be as good as new once she leaves this
hospital!"
    The doctor struggled with what to say.  Xander pulled Buffy away from
the doctor, since his friend looked like he wanted to strangle him right
now.  "Thank you for coming out," Xander said solemnly.
    "IÆll keep you informed as your motherÆs prognosis changes," the doctor
said.  Then he turned and left the room.
    Buffy sank down in her chair again, as Xander took the seat next to
her.  "I canÆt believe this is happening," Buffy said.  "My
motherùjumping of a bridgeà  Who would have thought?"
    The door to the waiting room opened, and several familiar faces walked
in.  First came Willow, who was still dressed in her night clothesàthe
most prominent piece of clothing being a pair of pink bunny slippers,
which looked the size of clown shoes.  Next came Giles, dressed as
usual.  Finally, Cordelia entered, her dour look revealing that she
didnÆt really want to be there in the first place.
    "Ohà"  Willow came towards Buffy with open arms, hugging her friend
close to her.  Buffy hugged Willow tightly.  As the two released their
grips on each other, Willow looked at her friend, not knowing what to
say.
    "We all came as soon as we could," Giles said.  "IÆmùthat is, weùare
all so sorry to hear about what has happened to your mother.  IsnÆt that
right, Cordelia?"  Cordelia yawned.  "Tell me, though, why was your
mother jumping off the bridge in the middle of the night?  It doesnÆt
seem like her at all."
    Buffy and Xander went on to answer GilesÆ question, with each of them
adding different parts to the story.  As they finished, Xander said,
"And that was about it.  The paramedics pulled her out of the water, and
now she is in a coma."
    "Very strange," Giles whispered softly.  "Very strange indeed."
    "Do you think that what happened is something supernatural?" Cordelia
asked, stating the obvious.  "You know, like demons and witches and
vampires stuff."
    "Yes, yes," Giles said impatiently.  "The only question now, is, WHICH
supernatural force is at work here.  Perhaps a demonic possession, or a
spell of some sortà"
    The same doctor who had been out a few minutes before came back, a bit
surprised to see that the waiting room had filled up so quickly.  He
looked at Buffy and said, "If you would like, you may go in with your
mother nowàsheÆs still unconscious, but there is a chance she could hear
you."
    "Thank you, doctor," Buffy said quietly, walking towards the door.  She
turned back to her friends almost as an afterthought.  "You can all go
home for the night.  I can handle things here just fine."
    "Buffy, this doesnÆt seem like something you should go through alù"
    "IÆm fine, Giles," Buffy said.  "I am the SlayeràI can handle
anything."  She said the last sentence with a quiet sigh, as though she
was trying to convince herself of that.  Then, Buffy left the room,
leaving the others by themselves.
    "Well, so much for my show of support," Cordelia said nonchalantly.
"CiaoùI need my rest."  She walked out of the hospital alone, closing
the door behind her.
    "IÆve never seen Buffy soà"  Willow said, struggling for the right
word.
    No one finished WillowÆs sentence, because they knew exactly what she
was talking about.  Giles said, "Because Buffy is so strong, we often
forget that she is just as human as the rest of us."

    As soon as the doors to Sunnydale High began to open, students streamed
through the doors, a new school day about to begin.  Willow remained
near her locker, her books pressing against her chest as she stared down
the hallway.
    "Hello," came a familiar voice.  Willow smiled briefly, as she
recognized the voice as belonging to her boyfriend Oz.  He kissed her on
the cheek, and she kissed him back.  "Is something wrong?"
    "ThatÆs right, you werenÆt there," Willow said.  "And since you werenÆt
there, that means you wouldnÆt know.  And since you donÆt know, then
that meansù"
    "That means I wouldnÆt have any idea what youÆre rambling about."  Oz
said.  Xander walked up just then.
    "Ah, the horrors!" Xander said.  "DonÆt you just hate being out of the
loop, Oz-Man?"  Then, more seriously, he said, "BuffyÆs mother jumped
off Danes Bridge last nightùand, last we heard, she was lying in the
hospital in a coma."
    "Ugh," Oz said.  "Tough.  I take it that Buffy wonÆt be in school
today?"
    "Sorry to disappoint you, but IÆm here," Buffy said, calling out from
the end of the hall.  She was walking down the hallway with several
books in tow.
    "How is your mom?" Willow asked, concerned.
    "SheÆs still in a coma," Buffy said.  She smiled as she said, "IÆm sure
that by the time school is over, sheÆll be up and walking."  The bell
began to ring and Buffy continued walking down the hallway towards her
class.
    Willow and Xander shared a look.  Oz, still out of the loop, said,
Would someone mind filling me in on whatÆs going on around here?  For
someone with their mother in the hospital, Buffy sure does look
chipper."
    Willow glanced at the clock on the wall.  "I have to go," she said
quickly.  "IÆm still teaching Miss CalendarÆs class through the end of
this week."  She kissed Oz on his cheek again, then rushed down the
hallway.
    When Oz turned back to get an answer from Xander, he saw that Xander
had left as well.  "IÆve got to find a way to get into the loop," Oz
muttered under his breath, as he walked towards his first class.

    Walking alone through the hospital parking lot, Buffy revisited her
evening in her mind.  After school she had come directly to the hospital
to sit with her mother, and sheÆd spent most of the past eight hours
sitting by JoyceÆs bed.  Sometimes she had held her motherÆs hand, other
times she had sang softly to her.  Just once she had left the room,
going to the cafeteria to get a bite to eat.  When she had been out of
the room, sheÆd felt a pang of guilt, as though she had done something
wrong by leaving.
    And now she was returning home..for a few hours, at least.  She planned
on getting up an hour earlier than usual to visit her mother before
school.  Now, though, she was just ready to collapse in her bed.  She
had never known how tiring it could be to sit in a hospital room all
day.
    She wasnÆt going to rest just yet, though.  The silence of the parking
lot was interrupted by a loud voice coming from several yards away.  "I
hear your mother isnÆt doing that well.  What a shame!"
    Buffy glanced over to see who was speaking, and tensed up inside when
she saw a vampire coming towards her.  The vampire was a tall,
indescript male, and he was walking towards her casually, as though he
was her best buddy, probably because he knew she was exhausted.
    Buffy was about to prove she was as strong as ever.  She came towards
the vampire in a flash, and before the vampire knew what was coming, her
left leg connected with his chest.  He flew back through the air, caught
off guard by her attack.
    "I should have known better than to think IÆd get a night off from
fighting scum like you," Buffy said.
    Picking himself up off from the ground, the vampire began to walk back
towards her.  "On the contrary, weÆre all excited about what happened to
your mother," he said.  "Some of us have even considered going in and
finishing her off."
    BuffyÆs eyes flared when she heard this, and again she went after the
vampire.  A few inches away from a tree, she snapped a large branch as
though it was a twig, then thrust her hand forward, aiming for his
chest.  The vampire leaped to the side, narrowly missing her attack.
    Suddenly, though, Buffy leaped forward, the branch inches from the
vampireÆs heart.  "I know whoÆs behind your motherÆs behavior," the
vampire blurted out, hoping to be saved.
    Hearing her mother mentioned again suddenly made Buffy ill, but she
stood her ground.  "Who is it?" she asked.
    "If I tell you, you have to let me go," the vampire said nervously.
"Promise."
    Buffy kept her hand ready to stake the vampire, thinking about the
question carefully.  She released her grip on the vampire.  "Tell me,
and tell me now.  If you make a run for it, count on me coming after
youùand there wonÆt be any second chances."
    The vampire gulped, taking a small step away from Buffy.  He opened his
mouth to speak.  "The person who made your mother want to jump off the
bridge isù"
    A tree branch suddenly sliced through the vampireÆs back and he
vanished before he could tell Buffy what he knew.  Buffy wasnÆt at all
surprised to see who was holding the branch: Angel.
    "Oh, did I spoil your fun?" Angel said, walking towards Buffy.  "He was
about to tell you who made your mother so crazy, wasnÆt he?"  Angel was
grinning, and his fangs looked ready to bite BuffyÆs neck.  "Did I spoil
all your fun?  IÆm so, so sorry about that."
    "I just donÆt have time for your wisecracks tonight," Buffy said,
sighing.  Without missing a beat, she brought the tree branch in her
hand towards Angel, slashing down towards his chest.  Predictably, he
jumped away before the branch could destroy him.
    "Oooh, testy," Angel said with a smirk.  Then, in a quieter voice, he
said, "I was just visiting your mother in her hospital room.  Her neck
looked very tastyà"
    "Liar!" Buffy snapped back.  "I just left her room, and thereÆs a
doctor with her now."
    Angel grimaced, and jumped towards Buffy, knocking her down.  "DonÆt
screw with me, Buffy.  If I wanted to, IÆd make sure your mother didnÆt
leave the hospital aliveùbut I donÆt think IÆll have to do anything to
get what I want."
    When Buffy got up from where she had been knocked down, Angel was gone.

    Buffy was not the only person up so late.  In the school library,
Willow was hunched over a stack of books, reading through them to find
any information she could on what had happened to Joyce.  Her head
dipped down as she began to fall asleep on the stack of books.
    After a moment of slumber, her head popped up again.  "Need sleep," was
all she managed to whisper, rubbing her eyes to wake herself up.
    She jumped up with a start as she heard someone talking from a nearby
classroom.  "Who else is up at this hour?" she asked herself, seeing
that it was after 3 A.M.  Yawning, she stood up and decided to go see
what was going on.
    In the classroom a few feet away from Willow, three students were
seated on top of the teacherÆs desk, and one of them was twirling a
small revolver in his hand.  "ItÆs time to get the show on the road,"
the gun holder said ominously.  He handed the gun to Grace, the only
girl in the room.
    Without a second thought, Grace grasped the gun and placed it to her
temple, aiming it in the middle of her forehead.  "Bang, bang," she
whispered.  Then, she pulled the trigger.
    Nothing happened.
    The gun was passed to the next student, who also put the gun to his
head, after first cocking it.  This time there was no whisper, just the
cocking of the gun. Then, he pulled the trigger as Grace had done.
    Nothing happened.
    The gun was again passed, this time to the student who had held the gun
first.  He held the gun in his hand, looking carefully at it, then
cocked the gun again.
    The door to the classroom opened, and Willow walked in casually.
"WhatÆs going on?" she asked.  "Is this some kind of late night study
party?"  Then she saw the gun in the young manÆs hand and froze.
    The student holding the gun put it to his head, and pulled the trigger.
This time, something happened.
    A bullet exploded out of the gun, striking the student in the forehead.
He went flying off of the desk, his body collapsing in a heap on the
floor.  Willow screamed, somehow bringing the other two out of their
trances.
    The game of Russian roulette was over.


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Date: Sun,  3 May 98 22:26:40
From: [e-mail]
Subject: BUFFYFIC: DISCUSS: General Problems Please Help!!

Sorry for this, I know that if I'm missing parts of
fanfic from an author I should write to that author
and ask but my server has done the *all time* screw
up and has given me no mail since Friday through to
Sunday 2pm GMT!

This means I *know* I'm missing Angel's Memories 1-3
by Jaclyn Amy, 1-6 of When? by Mark Jones, and It's
Time 1 by Mark Jones. If anyone else posted during
this time and I don't know about it (some people
take a long time before sending in more fic so I
can't even guess - I just know weekends are *usually*
busy) could you please, please be kind enough to
forward parts I've missed to me.

Alternately could someone please write to me if
they'd be prepared to discuss what parts of what
stories they have so I can compare what I'm missing?
I know that for the last few weeks my server has
been unreliable and I've only known I've been
missing something when a part comes in and I haven't
had the three before it or something. I'd really
like to know whether I'm missing entire story parts
after part 1 without disturbing authors to find
they've been busy. :)

If anyone could help I'd be really grateful.

Betzi

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Date: Sun, 3 May 1998 17:55:17 EDT
From: Buffy716 <[e-mail]>
Subject: BUFFYFIC: Angel 1/1 By- Buffy716

Some of you my have seen this on the other list written by XanBufAngl but
don't worry their both me.

FEEDBACK Please!!!!!

***Angel***

By- Buffy716

     Angel.  I was always told angels would protect me from harm.  This angel
is causing the pain.  My pain.  It hurts so much.  I can barely eat, sleep,
even walk.  Sometimes the pain is so great all I can do is fall to the ground
and cry.
    A million times a day, I ask myself why?  Why did he change so much?  Nothing
in my life ever seems to stay happy for long and I was happy.  I'm starting to
think the cycle is starting all over again.  It started with my parents
fighting.  Ended with my burning down the gym.  Now, it is starting again.  My
theory about it being me is starting to sound more right everyday.  Everyone
who comes in contact with me ends up dead.  My first watcher, Merick, then
Jenny, Theresa, Ford.  Really no need to go on after that.  Even those I don't
know I feel died because of me.  He killed some, all just to hurt me.  He
succeeded.
    His plan is to make me crazy.  It's going perfectly.  I know I have to stay
strong for them.  For Xander, Willow, Giles, even Cordelia.  God, she is no
help at all.  Her little remarks.  They all put me on this pedestal and expect
me to be the strong one.  How am I supposed when everyone is trying to rip me
apart?
    I'm the object of everyone's obsession.  Xander's and Angel's mostly--even
Spikes's.  They don't know how hard it is.  To have the weight of the world on
my shoulders plus the added pressure of being a teenage girl.  They can never
understand.  No one.  The pain I've gone through is more then anyone should
ever experience.  But, I had the pleasure of experiencing it.  Lucky me.
    I know I have to kill him.  But I can't because it was me who made him.  They
say everything comes in threes.  Angel was number two.  Pike was number one.
All I can think about is who will be number three.  And I wonder if number
three will finally grant me my greatest wish.  To end the pain.  One problem.
The only way I know to achieve my greatest wish, is to experience my worst
fear; death.

***The End***

So did you like it? Email me.

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