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buffyfic-digest Thursday, May 14 1998 Volume 02 : Number 186
In this issue:
BUFFYFIC: Death of a Lifetime Prolouge of ?
BUFFYFIC: Charlotte Sometimes (part 20)
BUFFYFIC: Cloaked In Darkness: Chapter 4/?
BUFFYFIC: Please Grant A Desperate Request..................
BUFFYFIC: sorry for the off list posting (skip this if you'll mind)
BUFFYFIC: Discuss: "Future Imperfect" -- Apologies for not posting this morning...
BUFFYFIC: "Future Imperfect" -- Chapter Twelve -- (1/1)
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Date: Wed, 13 May 1998 18:10:50 PDT
From: "Lady Cietdubh" <ladycietdubh@hotmail.com>
Subject: BUFFYFIC: Death of a Lifetime Prolouge of ?
TITLE: Death of a Lifetime
AUTHOR: Lily MacLaughlin (that's me psuedonym don'tcha know ;> )
RATING: PG for this part...might change for others parts
SPOILERS: covers material presented up through Becoming
SUMMARY: I wrote this story based on my Dru/Gypsy girl theory that I
posted to the Buffy List today. It details my version of how the
Spike-Drusilla-Angel triangle came to be and how the gypsy girl figured
into it all.
COMMENTS/FLAMES: Send it all to me at lilymac@wolf-web.com I'd
especially like to hear if/how it feels like Angel talking
DISTRIBUTION: Ask me first at above address
DISCLAIMER: Buffy, Angel, Spike, Dru, etc. and the buffyverse all
belong to Joss Whedon, WB, Mutant Enemy, Sanddollar, and whoever else.
I lay no claims to them and it will do no good to sue for all I'm worth
because it ain't much these days...starving artist and all :>
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Death of a Lifetime
by Lily MacLaughlin
PROLOGUE
"Show me your world."
With those four simple words my life was changed in the space of a
heartbeat. It was every young man's dream. A beautiful woman crushing
my face to her breast. Little did I know then, what I know now....
Over two hundred years have passed since that night and still I live, if
feeding off the blood of others and hiding my face from the light of day
can be called living. She showed me her world, just as I'd asked. And
my own became a world of nightmares; some my own, some those I visited
upon others. With each passing decade I became more and more a monster
in a waking dream.
Then *she* cam along. Sweet, innocent, the epitomy of all that I was
not...and I hated her for it. Yet, at the same time, I loved her. It
was a strange love that manifested itself in a cacophany of blood and
terror. She had the Sight, but she never saw me coming. Poor Drusilla;
a shell of her former self, a shell inhabited by a demon who knows no
shame or sorrow...a demon I opened the door for.
Of all the crimes this body has committed, it is perhaps this one that
plagues me most. For it was this one act that spurred almost a century
and a half's worth of death and torture and terror. Perhaps i should go
back to the beggining for you. Perhaps it will help you to understand
how it was my folly that ended it all.
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Have at fellows~!
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Date: Wed, 13 May 1998 20:14:14 -0700
From: LadySun <KBleyle@earthlink.net>
Subject: BUFFYFIC: Charlotte Sometimes (part 20)
Wah! Finals! *pout* So don't really get to used to seeing a posting of
the story each day. I'm trying to keep up, but dangit! the school board
just doesn't understand that I'd rather be writing Fiction than doing
tests...
*sigh* I'll try to keep these constant, and they parts have been
shorter for the only reason that I don't have the time to make them
longer.
Sorry again, and bare with me!
Charlotte Sometimes (part 20)
Angelus watched patiently as the family got out of the carriage, one
bye one, making their way up to the church.
He watched as Lydia held Drusilla's hand, looking up to her older
sister with such admiration, her pale hair piled up high on her head,
and a select few strands hung down, curled tight.
The small girl was such a precious gem. Very fragile he assumed, and
knew how attacked his Drusilla was to the emerald. He would have his fun
with her.
But not tonight. Tonight he let them morn.
Drusilla's mother led the way, a very headstrong woman. She walked
through the large doors of the mausoleum.
Angelus chuckled now, as he had pouted most of the day, trying to
imagine the sight Dru had seen. Trying to picture her first words that
came out, her first tears that fell. She was so beautiful dressed all in
black. The color was so perfect for her. And he hoped she'd get used to
it.
~
Never had she felt such over whelming sorrow. The sight, that horrid
image that still plagued her mind wouldn't let her rest. Refused to let
her eat, to drink, and go on. No-one close to Drusilla had ever died.
She'd never witnessed a murder or seen a portrait as hideous as her
fathers death.
And it'd been two days. Two day's since his violent death, and that's
why they must go to church. To make their peace and pray, that where
ever he was, he was safe again. To bury him and to begin the grieving
process of going on, moving on.
The family had ever more been there for her, it was small comfort
considering her loss. She'd never really known her father, they'd never
bonded or shared, but he had a way of cheering her up, no matter what
the problem was.
His death was taken on such surprise! But she knew, no matter what the
future would hold she'd never get over his untimely death.
They moved into the large cathedral to begin the hours of long prayers,
and remorse.
And sick as it was, she didn't want to go, she couldn't see his closed
casket one last time... She was afraid.
P.S
If my story is moving to fast I apologize. It's gonna get faster ;)
I want to say right here that as far as Charlotte Sometimes goes
Becoming never happened. Sorry, but I don't trust the flashbacks...
they're gonna ruin my story! *pout* thank you joss. I should know better
by now not to write stories that are close to plot lines we all know
Joss will follow! *g*
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We look before and After, and pine for what is not;
our sincerest laughter with some pain is fraught;
Our sweetest songs are those that tell the saddest
thought...' The Cure Wish)
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Date: Wed, 13 May 1998 19:13:01 PDT
From: "Aurelia Destiny" <princessdestiny@hotmail.com>
Subject: BUFFYFIC: Cloaked In Darkness: Chapter 4/?
I'm resending this because I'm not sure if it got through the first
time...
Love,
Aurelia
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TITLE: Cloaked In Darkness
AUTHOR: Princess Destiny (princessdestiny@hotmail.com)
SUMMARY: Things are not exactly what they seem when Giles finds an
ancient diary, with news of the death of the Slayer. A new girl comes
to Sunnydale and things start to go crazy, Angel is jealous because
Buffy has a boyfriend and The Master gets a nasty surprise...
It is naturally a Buffy/Angel Romance story, cause I'm a hopeless
romantic! Although it starts off a bit rocky, but I assure you they
will end up together in this one!
RATING: PG.
TIME PERIOD: Hmm, well since we have only seen up till 'Prophesy Girl'
here in AustraliaBut I HAVE read the scripts for the rest of
them...Okay, say just after the 'Angel' episode and we'll leave it at
that!
THANK-YOUS:
FEEDBACK: PLEASE! I love to hear from people!
DISTRIBUTION: Ask me first, I'll say yes anyway, but I want to know
where it is going.
DISCLAIMER: Buffy, Angel and the others are the property of Joss Whedon.
Gabriella and any others I add later on are Mine, Mine, Mine! This is
my first try at a Buffy fic so don't be too harsh, comments and
suggestions or even praise for my lovely story are very welcome!
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CLOAKED IN DARKNESS
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Chapter 4: Of A Jealous Nature
"Come back here you...!" Buffy shouted, trying to keep up and someone
was suddenly running beside her, she knew it was Angel without looking
and was unreasonably annoyed.
"I donÆt need your help Angel" she panted, glaring at his form as he
gracefully ran beside her, reminding her sharply of a panther on the
hunt.
"Sure you donÆt, but there are two of them. DonÆt be stupid Buffy and
let me help" Angel growled as he assumed his vampire face, Buffy had
opened her mouth to retort but then thought better of it as they caught
up to the vampires. They had stopped near a tree and Buffy flung a
stake at the closest reflexively, it almost got him but the vampire
ducked and she swore softly as she and Angel went into battle.
Buffy could hear Angel fighting next to her as she repeatedly punched
the young vampire, he couldnÆt have been more than a week old. Buffy
didnÆt feel at all sorry for him though and knocked him backwards,
straight onto the stake that was planted into the tree. The vampire
exploded into dust and Buffy turned to see how Angel was faring, her
eyes widened when she saw that he was fighting THREE vampires and they
had gotten pretty far away from her as he had fought them.
"WhereÆd they come from, Arrgggggh!" she screamed as someone tackled
her from behind and she hit the ground hard.
"Buffy!" Angel called, even as busy as he was, he was still worried
about her and BuffyÆs heart melted. The vampire hit her while she was
thinking and her face thumped hard into the dirt. He rubbed it in and
she thrashed around, trying to get dirt and grass out of her mouth, she
kicked backwards and connected. The vampire grunted with pain and fell
off of her, Buffy rolled to her feet and pulled out another stake,
thrusting it angrily into his chest and watching with satisfaction as he
was dusted.
She brushed the dirt out of her face and spat the grass out, turning to
help Angel. He had finished all but one and didnÆt see yet another
sneaking up behind him, Buffy screamed as the vampire reached AngelÆs
unprotected back and Buffy was too far away to help.
"Angel!" she called despairingly, he tossed the vampire before him
towards Buffy but it clung to one of his arms, pulling Angel to his
kneeÆs. The other vampire had the stake that Buffy had used on the
first vampire in his hands, raised over AngelÆs back and ready to thrust
home. Buffy ran fast than she ever had and tried but she knew she
wouldnÆt reach him in time. As she went to leap at the vampire the
bright moonlight went out and Buffy heard thunder crash loudly in the
suddenly stormy sky.
It was enough to stop all three vampires and Buffy and she gaped as a
vicious wind howled through the park and beat at them, Buffy saw
everything clearly as if through a dream. The first vampire was laying
at AngelÆs feet, digging sharp claws into his arm so that Angel couldnÆt
rise from his half crouch. The second was leaning over AngelÆs
unprotected back with the stake raised but the sudden unpredictable
weather had momentarily shocked them all.
A huge thunderclap shook the earth and Buffy stumbled, looking up in
time to see twin bolts of lightning shoot down from the sky and land
squarely on both vampires. Angel was still attached by the vampires
grip and Buffy screamed in horror as the vampireÆs smoked, consumed by
the lightning that raced through every part of their bodies. Her vision
was obscured for a moment until their hideous wailingÆs of agony had
finally stopped and they turned to dust.
Angel was lying on the ground and Buffy reached his side in record time,
pulling him up and babbling hysterically.
"Angel? Angel speak to me, are you hurt? Oh god!" Buffy shrieked over
the wind, Angel moaned and put a hand to his head, standing with BuffyÆs
help and they both looked up when the wind died away abruptly. The
Thunder faded as did the clouds and they were staring at an again calm
night, the moon shining brightly down upon their stunned faces.
"That was not a normal storm" Angel grunted and Buffy ran her hands
over him, looking anxiously for wounds. She finally gave up and stared
at his intent eyes, watching her as she worried over him and a slight
smile was on his face.
"No, it wasnÆt. You should talk to Giles. See you around Buffy" Angel
said almost absently, his eyes distant. He walked swiftly away and Buffy
just stared after him, finally following at a distance to see where he
went. Angel had been distant all of a sudden and she wanted to know why
the sudden change, he had seemed so jealous that she had hoped...
Who the hell was that? She glared viciously as she peered around a tree
and saw Angel approaching a girl who was sitting on a bench. Her back
was to them both but she turned as she seemed to hear Angel, Buffy was
mildly surprised at that seeing as she had very good hearing and Angel
ALWAYS seemed to sneak up on HER.
She couldnÆt hear what was being said but BuffyÆs heart faltered as she
saw the girlÆs face, it was the girl she had snubbed at the æBronzeÆ.
The one that Dwayne had been smitten with and Buffy admitted reluctantly
that the girl was beautiful. Her eyes as they had met BuffyÆs had been
a deep emerald and her long hair was incredible, her clothes were great
too and Buffy could tell the girl was rich. But what was Angel doing
with her?
***************************************
"Gabriella, IÆm sorry. That was a friend and those guys..." she
interrupted him with a faint smile and he laughed ruefully at her words.
"Vampires" she suggested with a straight face and he almost laughed
till she asked the next question.
"Why was your friend chasing the vampires, donÆt people usually run
away?" she said coolly and Angel was taken aback, now realizing she was
right and not sure what to say.
"Umm, they took her purse and she, Uh" Angel stumbled to a halt, unable
to go on with the lame story he had been telling this girl. Gabriella
nodded however and Angel was surprised when she accepted the lie easily,
they got to their feet and began walking again. She said nothing more
though and they walked in silence, though for Angel it was uncomfortable
as he thought of how to explain the nightÆs events to her.
"Angel is there a hotel around here? I really have to get a room before
sun up" she asked and Angel looked around thinking, then remembered
there was one close by the æBronzeÆ.
"Uh, yeah, itÆs back a few streets from the nightclub" he told her
faintly embarrassed that they had walked all that way and he had not
thought about finding her a hotel, even when she had said she didnÆt
have one. He dropped her off at the hotel and walked home in a pensive
mood, he really liked Gabriella but the fight tonight had told him that
Buffy really DID care more than she was letting on.
Angel reached home an hour before sunrise and sat on his bed, pulling
off his shirt before going to the fridge for a blood pack. Someone
thumped insistently on his door and he opened it, the blood pack still
in his hands. Buffy stood there and he was surprised when she pushed
past him and into the room angrily.
"Okay, I told Giles about tonight and he wants to see you at the Library
when the sun goes down. There really were too many vampires to be a
normal staking" Buffy told him in a muffled voice, still not facing
him, Angel left the door open and walked over to her.
"Tell him IÆll be there. Buffy..." she spun around and he could see she
was very angry, yet tears were in her eyes.
"Did you do it to make me jealous, is that it? Well it didnÆt work
Angel, not at all, I have Dwayne now!" she yelled furiously and Angel
was taken aback and then furious also.
"In case you didnÆt notice, I had already left the æBronzeÆ when you
went chasing the vampires. I didnÆt follow you and I had no idea that
you would come along, so how could I have used Gabriella to make you
jealous!" Angel shouted and Buffy went pale, he regretted his words
almost immediately but she had slipped past him to the door and her face
was cold as she faced him again.
"Fine, just stay away from me Angel...just stay away" she almost
whispered and then turned and ran, Angel followed involuntarily, but
closed the door and leaned against it when he felt the sun was near.
She had run into the sunlight, where he could not go and he smashed a
priceless vase in rage.
"Damn her!" he roared going vamp. He bit viciously into the blood bag
he still held, reveling in the taste of the blood.
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Date: Wed, 13 May 1998 18:15:46 -0700
From: lilyp215@juno.com (Lynda T Phan)
Subject: BUFFYFIC: Please Grant A Desperate Request..................
Can someone please send me buffyfic-digest #180-182? Or all the stories
that were sent on Monday and Tuesday? I would greatly appreciate it.
Thanks.
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Date: Wed, 13 May 1998 22:51:53 EDT
From: "Clare H." <teddybartcbh@hotmail.com>
Subject: BUFFYFIC: sorry for the off list posting (skip this if you'll mind)
do any of you know of a Dawson's Creek fanfic list?
sorry again.
*c~l~a~r~e*
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Date: Thu, 14 May 1998 08:14:15 EDT
From: KylenRevik <KylenRevik@aol.com>
Subject: BUFFYFIC: Discuss: "Future Imperfect" -- Apologies for not posting this morning...
The power went out yesterday, my alarm didn't go off this morning, I had no
time to do anything but get dressed and get my mom to drive me. So I'll send
out chapters twelve and thirteen this afternoon when I get home from school
(which is where I am now, unfortunately I don't have access to my files at
home), and I'm truly sorry for the delay-- I hope nobody's too upset. I should
get home around 2:30 or so, possibly slightly later if I can't bum a ride from
a friend somewhere along the way, and if that happens then I'll walk home so I
have time to mail it before I go to watch "The Becoming" again at my friend's
house.
Rachel
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Date: Thu, 14 May 1998 14:26:00 EDT
From: KylenRevik <KylenRevik@aol.com>
Subject: BUFFYFIC: "Future Imperfect" -- Chapter Twelve -- (1/1)
This is chapter 12 of 13. All comments, questions, requests for missing pieces
to KylenRevik@aol.com. See prologue for disclaimers.
~
"Part Twelve: Full Circle"
Place: Sunnydale Cemetery.
Time: November 24th, 2002.
Buffy's eyes were rooted to the face looking back up at her.
Angelus' face. Angel's. The fact of someone she loved and cared for
more than anything else in the world, but also the face of the one
who had caused her the most pain of anyone she had ever come into
contact with. She could feel the wind around them, slowing down. No
longer howling the same as her lover's voice, and no longer trying
to rip them apart. She wasn't sure if she should be glad for that,
or not.
Angelus' face was contorted into an agonized grimace, the most
pain she had seen in his expression in her entire memory. He was
twisted around himself, paying only a moderate amount of attention
to her.
The words of the chant, finally ending, died on her lips. She
was almost too frightened of what could have happened to let
herself speak. Somehow, though, she overcame the fear and let a
single word slip past her lips. "Angel?" she whispered.
He stared back up at her, his expression one of shock and
surprise. But no malice. No cruelty.
She searched his eyes for some sign that maybe he was faking,
that if she let her guard down for even a second, she was going to
wind up getting her heart torn out because he would take advantage
of her the moment she was no longer watching out for an attack. But
there was nothing but shame and pain in his expression. Two
emotions she had never seen, nor expected, from Angelus.
"Buffy...?" he asked, his lips barely moving and the sound
only just loud enough for her to hear. "I...?"
Her heart nearly broke at the words, because as soon as she
heard them, any trace of sincere doubt evaporated. His voice was
rife with distress, without the teasing, taunting tone Angelus had
taken to using with her. Without any sign that he considered her to
be less than a person, less than someone he loved. "Are you...?"
she whispered. She reached up, her fingers tracing the ridges of
his face, where his features were slowly reverting and the game
face he had worn when he'd attacked her fading quickly.
"Am I?" he asked.
She shook her head slowly, standing and taking a few steps
back from him. Wanting to offer him her hand and help him up, but
at the same time, somehow knowing she couldn't touch him without
trying to reassure herself she wasn't losing her mind, and knowing
she couldn't do that. Not yet. Later, she would reassure herself in
every way she knew of that everything was back to how it should be.
For now, though, she only wanted to live in the moment. Later, this
could turn out to be a delusion. For now, she needed for it to be
reality. "I didn't light the candle," she whispered. "I didn't
light the candle, so you can't be..."
Equally slowly, he pushed himself up off the ground, his eyes
never leaving her face. "What candle?" he asked.
Her heart nearly broke at his voice, the one she hadn't heard
since that night four years ago when he had asked her if she was
sure that they were doing what she wanted, what was best for her.
She was about to answer, though she didn't know how, when her eyes
caught the glint of light behind him. The candle. It had been
pushed into the ground by the grave opposite them, and it was still
burning.
She had said the chant, or at least been thinking it, the
entire time she had been with Angel. Every second since she had
entered the cemetery. Seemed like a lifetime ago, a different
person. She had been, when the night had begun. A lost little girl
who needed to prove she could find the love that had left her so
long ago.
But the candle had been knocked from her hands the first time
he had attacked. She hadn't touched it since, despite how badly she
had needed it. Had she misread something in her reading, then? Was
the candle capable of lighting itself at the moment when it was
needed, if the need were strong enough?
She glanced back at Angel, who was staring at her with the
most amazed, soulful look she had received from him in over four
years, and realized...she didn't care.
It didn't matter who or what was responsible for the flame
burning across the way. What mattered was that it was still
burning. She had said the words. "Angel," she said softly, her
voice suddenly shaking, and he moved toward her, sliding his arms
around her waist and pulling her close in his embrace.
"Buffy," he whispered into her hair. "Oh my God, Buffy..."
Wordlessly, Buffy melted against him, her body wracked with
sobs, using him as the support she had been without for so long.
Saying nothing, Angel just held her close.
~
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