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buffyfic-digest         Monday, June 15 1998         Volume 02 : Number 233



In this issue:

       BUFFYFIC: School Spirits.  Part 5
       BUFFYFIC: Chronicles (17/?)
       BUFFYFIC: Broken Bonds (Part 9)

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Date: Sun, 14 Jun 1998 16:00:43 -0700
From: Jeff Weitkamp <[e-mail]>
Subject: BUFFYFIC: School Spirits.  Part 5

Name:  School Spirits
Author: Jeff W
E-Mail: [e-mail]
Feedback: Yes please. Tell me anything. Was is good, bad, or what.
Distribution: Please ask and I'll say yes.
Summary: This story dosn't involve Buffy and Co. directly although they
do make apperances. The main character is Amy Madison from 'The Witch'
and 'Bewitched, Bothered, and Bewildered' which are both being aired
this week on WB. But don't worry my next story will have the regular
crew.
Spoilers: The Witch.
Rating: PG
Time line: After Whe Witch. Sometime before Prophecy Girl.
Disclaimer: Most of the characters in this story belong to Joss Wheadon
ect. The only characters I can claim are Toni, Kyle and Marlene.

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School Spirits.   Part 5

Chapter 6:

Friday 7:05 a.m.

  "Amy time to get up sweetheart or you'll be late for school."
  Amy opened her eyes enough to see her dad standing in the door
drinking a cup of coffee. All she could manage was to mumble something.
  "Come on now. Get up."
  After their conversation with Carl, Kyle and Toni had dropped her
off.   But it had still been very late by the time she got to bed. She
would pay for it today.
  Amy managed to throw back the covers and sit up in bed. As she reached
for her robe Jericho ran into the room and jumped onto the bed. The
presence of the cat gave Amy enough of a boost in energy to manage to
standup and put on her robe.
  Just then the phone rang. Her father walked up the hall to his room to
pick it up. "Hello." She heard him say. "Hi Connie."
  What could Marlene's mom want now thought Amy.
  As she walked to the door of her room Amy listened but could not make
out anything that was being said.
  Stepping into the hall she heard him say "I will. As soon as I can."
Then he hung up the phone.
  As soon as she saw his face Amy knew something was wrong.
  "What's the matter Daddy?" She asked.
  He looked at her for a second then said. "It's Marlene. She's in the
Hospital."


  When Amy and her father arrived at the hospital twenty minutes later
they found Connie Schultz standing outside Marlene's room.
  "How is she." Kevin Madison asked.
  "She just woke up. The doctor's with her now."
  "That's good news."
  "What happened?" Ask Amy.
  "Nobody's sure." Said Mrs. Schultz. "Everything was completely normal
last night. Then this morning when we got up Marlene's not in her bed.
We looked all over the house, no sign. Then somebody looked outback and
there she was. Bleeding and unconscious. We called an ambulance and the
police. We've been here since before seven."
  "Until ten minutes ago she was still unconscious, so no one has had a
chance to talk to her."
  "What do the police say?" Asked Amy.
  "They haven't talked to her yet but, they seem to think this is
related to the animal attacks over the last few weeks. Maybe some pack
of wild dogs."
  Amy went cold. She suspected that somehow Susan Littledeer had to be
involved. But why Marlene. Was it just coincidence or was this some kind
of message to Amy. She would have to ask Carl. He'll know what to do.
Amy thought to herself. But even though she refused to accept it, deep
in her heart she knows what needs to be done.

  By 10:00 a.m. Amy's dad had dropped her off at school. When she
finally gotten to talk to her, Marlene had confirmed her fears.
Something during the night had woken her up, but she wasn't sure of the
time. She couldn't explain why but for some reason she had to go
outside. Once outside she remembered some huge dog like creature
attacked her. At some point she must have hit her head and been knocked
out.
  Other than the mild concussion, she had a few cuts, scratches and
bites. Nothing major but since there was an unknown dog involved she
would need rabies shots.
  "Poor girl." Toni said as she and Amy sat outside trying to eat
lunch.   "I here that those shots can be very painful."
  Amy could only nod.
  "Do you think that you know who is behind this?"
  Amy just looked up from her food and gave Toni a piercing stare.
  "Yeah." Toni said. "Who else could it be. What are we going to do?"
  Amy didn't reply at first. Then when she did Toni could barely here
when she said, "What we have to. What I have to."

  The rest of the day was nearly torture for Amy. She could feel the
same sense of  foreboding that she had experienced over the last few
days returning to a place deep inside. It started out small at first.
But as the afternoon wore on it continued to build.
  Having learned all she had over the last days Amy could still not
exactly describe her feelings any better than she could before.
  That wasn't totally true. She knew that it felt wrong.
  Amy was sitting in her last class of the day unable to concentrate at
all. When suddenly she let out a slight gasp as she felt something tear
through her soul.
  For a moment all she could do was hold on to the desk because the room
was spinning. Once the room settled down she realized that she felt
chilled to her core, and she had broken out in a cold sweat.
  Amy looked to Toni sitting next to her staring back. She could see her
lips move but couldn't make out any words. All she could hear was the
sound of blood rushing in her ears.
  Miss Phelps must have noticed something was wrong because she was now
standing next to her speaking. But Amy couldn't make out her words
either. Miss Phelps said something to Toni who a moment later appeared
next to her and trying to help her stand.
  Amy stood on shaky legs, and with Toni's help made it into the
hallway.
  Amy knew her hearing was finally beginning to return when she heard
Toni say. "Are you alright?"
  Amy managed to weakly say, "I'll be alright in a minute."
  Soon Amy felt her strength beginning to return.
  "Where are we going?" She asked.
  "I'm taking you to the nurse." Toni replied.
  "That's okay just let me sit for a moment and I think I'll be okay."
  Toni led Amy to some chairs and they sat down.
  "What happened back there?" She asked.
  "It's hard to describe. Almost like a cold knife stabbed through me."
Amy was quite for another moment then she said,  "Oh God. I bet Susan
did something. From what I've read sometimes people like me can feel it
when ever somebody nearby uses powerful magic. That's what it must have
been. And by the feel of it I bet it was something very evil."
  Suddenly the doors near by burst open and a crush of people came
rushing through. There were policemen and paramedics with a gurney. They
rushed down the hallway and to the door leading downstairs that the Amy
and her friends had used the previous night.
  Amy and Toni looked at each other. The same thought on both of their
minds.
  Amy was the first to speak. "Carl."
  Amy stood up. Toni was up beside her and asked, "Are you ok to stand
now?"
  "I can manage. I need to know what happened down there."
  But when they reached the door there was a policeman standing there
who would not let them pass.
  After twenty minutes the door opened. The two paramedics were caring
the gurney. When they reached the top of the stairs the gurney sprung
legs and wheels. Then they continued towards the exit.
  As the paramedics pass them Amy had her worst fears confirmed. The
bloody person on the gurney with the oxygen mask strapped on his face
was Carl.
  Amy felt her spirit sink. Things couldn't possibly get any worse she
thought.
  Then she looked up and realized that things were worse. On the other
side of the hallway was Susan Littledeer standing there looking directly
at Amy with a triumphant smile on her face.
  Now Amy realized that not only had things gotten worse. They were
going to get a lot worse unless she could do something about it.
  But before she could confront Littledeer, she had to confront her
worst fears. That meant confronting the ghost of her mother. And she
knew where to find this ghost. Locked in an old chest in the basement.



Chapter 7
Friday 3:45 p.m.


  Despite the voice in her head screaming to get away from here, Amy
finally stepped into the room and up to the chest. She reached into the
pocket of her jeans and pulled out a key. The key that she had kept with
her these last months.
  Amy had to step to one side to allow enough light onto the lock so she
could use the key to unlock the case. It turned easily. And with a click
that sounded deafening she knew that the lock was open. Removing the key
from the lock Amy replaced it in her pocket and slowly opened the chest.
When nothing jumped out of the at her, Amy felt the tension drain from
her body and said. "See. That wasn't so tough was it?
  "Why didn't I bring a flashlight?" Said Amy as she knelt in front of
the chest. When  suddenly from her right she saw something leap at her.
As she fell backwards all she could do, was scream.
  The scream was a short one. And as her butt hit the floor Amy started
to scoot away. When after a moment nothing else happened she stopped.
  Then she heard it.
  "Meeeoooow"
  Amy began to laugh then said, "Jericho! Don't jump at me like that.
>From the cat she got the feeling that he hadn't intended to scare her
but thought her reaction was mildly amusing.
  Amy stood up and dusted herself off. Then she walked over to the chest
and pulled it more into the light.
  The inside was much like she remembered it from packing it all up.
There were several old leather bound books. And a couple of items that
looked like old scrolls. The tools of a trade that apparently she was
predestined to fulfil. And if Carl was correct the only thing standing
between the town of Sunnydale and destruction, she would have to learn
quickly.
  Amy grabbed the scrolls and four of the books and went upstairs to her
bedroom.
  Once in her bedroom Amy put the book on her desk. Then she picked up
the phone and called the hospital to talk to Marlene.
  Marlene said that she was feeling better but still a bit sore. The
doctor thought she could go home tomorrow.
  Amy talked to her for a while trying to cheer her up by filling her in
on the details of the day. It felt good to act like a normal teenager
again. Even if it was only for a while.
  Then just as before she was ready to hang up Marlene said. "Guess who
visited me today?"
  "I don't know. Who?"
  "That weird Librarian Mr. Giles and that Buffy girl."
  "What did they want?"
  "They just wanted to know how I was feeling. They were real nice.
Especially Buffy. It's too bad she is so unpopular."
  "Is that all they wanted?"
  "They did ask a lot of questions about what happened last night."
  "And what did you tell them?"
  "Same thing I told you. That I didn't remember much."
  Then Marlene said, "Oh, the nurse is here. Probably wants to take my
temperature or give me a shot. I got to go now. Bu-Bye."
  "Bye Marlene."
  After hanging up with Marlene Amy thought about what to do next. She
would need to study the books and practice what she learned. Given his
experience with her mother she doubted that her father would be very
pleased if he discovered what she was doing. She hated keeping secrets
from him but at the current point in time she could see no other way.
  So she needed someplace to go. Then she remembered that Toni had said
that her parents were going to be out of town for the weekend. Perfect
Amy thought.
  Amy called Toni who was almost too eager for Amy to come over to
practice.
  Amy then called her father at work. He wasn't in his office to answer
so she left a message on his voice mail explaining that she was going to
Toni's to spend the night.
  Amy had just finished packing what she needed when she heard a car
drive up and honk it's horn. She took a quick look outside and saw it
was Toni in her mothers car.
Quickly she gathered up her things. Jericho was waiting by the door for
her. She put the backpack filled with cloths and books over one
shoulder. Then she picked up the cat, and headed out the door.

  The next 48 hours passed very quickly. Amy was amazed as to how
quickly she absorbed the books. She couldn't explain it but on some
level of her psyche it all made a certain sense. The more she worked
with the magic the more aware she became of the astral dimension.
Although the entire experience wasn't with out it bumps. When Toni first
saw the books she looked through them.
  "What's the deal here." Toni said. "There's nothing in these books."
"Of course there is." Amy replied. They're full of writing's an
drawings."
  Amy took one of the books and opened it to a description of a plant
growth spell and said. "See?"
  "See what?"
  "The writing and diagram." Amy said.
  "I don't see anything. Maybe I need a pair of X-ray glasses."
  "That must be it." Amy said. "These books are magical. And they must
be written in a way that only allows a person with strong astral
connections to read them. Cool."
  Then there was the incident that happened on Saturday afternoon. Amy
was trying to practice a create fire spell. Toni was holding an old
towel that Amy was trying to catch on fire. Something went wrong because
Toni's pants started to burn. Fortunately the garden hose was already
near by in case of just such an emergency. As soon as she realized what
was happening Amy grabbed the hose and began to spray down Toni's pants,
and the fire was quickly put out before any damage could be done.
  After the emergency was over Amy began to laugh at the image of first
Toni dancing around with her pants on fire. And now standing there with
one of her legs dripping wet.
  "What's so funny?" Toni said.
  "You are. If you could have seen you're self jumping around. It was
like something from the Three Stooges."
  "Oh yeah." Said Toni. "Well let's see if you think this is so
funny."   Then Toni grabbed the hose and turned it on Amy.
  Amy shrieked as the cold water hit her. But the screams were at first
interrupted then totally replaced by laughter.
  Soon they were both just sitting on the patio laughing
uncontrollably.   The laughter lasted for several minutes.


*******************
  End of Part 5

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Date: Mon, 15 Jun 1998 01:35:36 -0700
From: [e-mail] (Charity C. T.)
Subject: BUFFYFIC: Chronicles (17/?)

Name: The Chronicles of the White Knight #17 Telling Tales
Author: Taygeta
Address: [e-mail]
Feedback: Please!
Uses in anything: Sure, but tell me first.
Spoiler: Not really, might have mentioned a past episode.
Disclaimer: The Buffy 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.
Rating: PG

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Chronicles of the White Knight
#17 Telling Tales
By: Taygeta

    "àAnd thatàis the end of 'The Turtles vs. the World,'" Xander
announced in such a mockery of a serious voice that everyone had to laugh
as the bell rang in the background.

    "That wasàinteresting," Mrs. Roslyn critiqued hesitantly as she
scribbled on her notebook and the class began to leave, "Xander, please
stay afteràI'd like to talk to you, about youràumà"

    "Literary masterpiece?" he finished for her as the students
exiting laughed all over again.

    "I wouldn't exactly use the wordàmasterpiece to describe your
work, Xander," Mrs. Roslyn said with a smile as the good-looking
dark-haired student stood in front of her desk.  "You have great
potential, dear, I know.  I've seen many of your half-thought essays from
Ms. Simpkins, and despite their lack of content and effort, I saw that
you had latent talent.  Which is why I let you join my creative writing
classàto turn the latent into the obvious, but at the moment things are
coming to Ds and Cs.  That might be good enough for you, but I won't let
you settle for that."

    "Mrs. Roslyn, that's very kind of you to say that, but I don't
think I can cut it as a writeràyou must have realized that I only came to
the class to get out of Simpkins," he replied with a half-grin.

    The woman with her spectacles and her peppered hair, smiled
slightly before retorting,  "I got the feeling that that's what you were
saying to everyone, but I think it's more than that.  It's a simple idea,
and you must embrace that idea, before you can voice it to the world, I
know.  I'll give you a second chance on this assignment, Xander, it'll be
due next week on my desk."

    He sighed in thought as he wondered what he was going to write
about, "Mrs. Roslyn, what do I -"

    "Anything you want, dear, as long as it's in good taste," she
said knowing exactly what he was going to say, "Here's a suggestion if
you should come upon writer's block.  Use what you know, let your
feelings flow from your fingertips.  Do you understand?"

    Xander shifted his backpack in thought and replied, "I - I think
so, but I don't know if it's going to help me."

    "Try," she said with a sigh as he neared the door, "I know it's a
clichΘ, but you won't know until you try."

    As he exited her classroom, not too far away, Buffy and Willow
were looking on with worried expressions.  Finally the redhead looked at
her friend with a sigh and said in a firm tone, "You have to tell him,
Buffy, there's no way I'm going to help you if you don't tell him."

    "YeahàI know Will," she said as she saw her boyfriend's figure
faded out of sight, "I just hope that he can understand."

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

    Buffy approached Xander from behind as he walked across the quad,
tapped his shoulder lightly with a soft, "Hey," and the kissed him on the
cheek.

    He turned to her with a smile, "Hey, yourself, where were you in
history?  Will and I saved you a spot."

    "IàuhàI was talking to Giles," she said, as she remembered the
frozen expression of her Watcher's face when she told him about her wants
to initiate the curse.  She just hoped that this next attempt to explain
contained far less wide-eyed staring.

    " 'Bout what?" he asked glancing at her and then gave her a look
and a sigh, "Do we have to deal with more vampiresàagain?"

    She hesitated before responding slowly, "Sort ofàumàXander,
there's something I have to tell youà"

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Date: Mon, 15 Jun 1998 17:52:30 -0400
From: [e-mail]
Subject: BUFFYFIC: Broken Bonds (Part 9)

Title:  Broken Bonds (Part 9)
Author:  Northlight
email:  [e-mail]
Thanks:  Leslie
Summary:  Giles disapears and bad things start to happen.
Previous Parts:  "http://www.geocities.com/Area51/Lair/7493/index.html"
Disclaimer:  They aren't mine.

    Angel had to consciously restrain himself from heading back into the
library and ripping Tyler's throat out as he took in Buffy's trembling
form.  He hadn't seen Buffy so angry in all the time that he had known
her, and it worried him to see her so very upset.

    He pulled her into his arms in front of the school and drew her towards
him.  Angel waited patiently as Buffy angrily mumbled on about Tyler
against his chest.  When she finally fell silent, Angel gave into his
curiosity to know what exactly had happened since he had last seen her.

    Buffy pulled herself out of his arms at his question and began to
pace.  "That's Nathaniel Tyler, he claims that he's my temporary
Watcher."  Angel's eyebrows raised at her comment, but he remained
silent, letting her finish.  "There's not much else to tell really -- he
creeps me out, Willow told me that he's lied about Giles heading back to
England, he tried to get rid of Willow, and he attacked you."  Buffy
glanced towards Angel. "Actually, I was hoping that you'd have some
information about what's going on around here."

    Angel frowned slightly.  "I was hoping that Giles would be able to
answer that same question.  Things have been remarkably quiet around
here... as if everything is frightened..." Angel trailed off, trying to
find the words to express his sense of uneasiness.  Finally, he gave up
on that and settled for a warning.  "Something big is happening."

    Buffy nodded, her eyes shadowed.  "I know."

    She moved back into Angel's arms and they stood together, taking what
strength they could from the other.

***

    Giles was pacing, his hands absently riffling through the sheets which
Simon had provided him with.  'Nathaniel Tyler -- of everyone that they
could have sent, why him?!'  A grimace of distaste twisted Giles' mouth
at the thought of the other man.

    In all the years that he had known Tyler, Giles had always detested the
man.  Not that he had ever shown that, of course.  Giles hadn't ever
been able to determine with any certainty what it was about Tyler that
made him so repulsive -- there was just something about the man that
annoyed him to no end.

    And now, he was Buffy's Watcher.

    And worse yet, Giles didn't know what side of the split that Tyler had
landed on.  Having Tyler anywhere near Buffy in normal circumstances
would have worried Giles, but in his current situation, the unease was
nearly unbearable.

    Giles cast a quick glance around the dingy motel room which Simon had
found for him, and felt the sudden need to get out.  "I've wasted enough
time, already!" Giles muttered, his mind racing ahead to explore his
possible actions.  "It's time to start acting!"

***

    Tyler stood at the library windows, glaring down at the embracing
couple.  The Slayer and a vampire, of all things!

    The girl was nothing like he had expected a Slayer to be.  Most of them
were cut off from family and friends, allowing them to concentrate on
their duty -- while at the same time leaving them dependant on their
Watchers.  That was something Tyler had been more than ready to use to
his advantage.

    Buffy wasn't about to comply to his view of Slayers.  She was
independent, and she had friends to help her while Rupert was gone.

    'Friends!' Tyler thought in mild disgust.  'What was Rupert thinking,
allowing the girl to have friends involved in Slayer business -- and
that damned *vampire*!'  Tyler's teeth gnashed at the thought of what he
would have to put up with during his stint as Buffy's Watcher.

    'Not for long, though.'  The thought sent a brief smile to his face.
Things were about to change around Sunnydale.


End Part 9

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