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buffyfic-digest Tuesday, September 29 1998 Volume 02 : Number 341
In this issue:
BUFFYFIC: Your Past, My Future (2/?)
BUFFYFIC: Masquerade - 1/1 by Tiffany
BUFFYFIC: Tricks-N-Treats - 1/3 by Tiffany
BUFFYFIC: Tricks-N-Treats - 2/3 by Tiffany
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Date: Tue, 29 Sep 1998 01:16:15 EDT
From: Aglx@aol.com
Subject: BUFFYFIC: Your Past, My Future (2/?)
Title: My Past, Your Future (2/?)
Author: AnGeL X (Aglx@aol.com)
Distrbution: Just Ask!
Spoilers: Takes place after Becoming
Rating: PG-13, language
Description: Guess what? I'm not doing a love story! Ha! This
is pure and simple fun, revenge. ( :
Disclaimer: Plot Mine. Characters, (well all but Trazor) Mine!
I own nothing that's really Buffy, never will, don't sue.
Feedback: I live for it. This is a new story for me, while I wait
for Love's Revival to go through the finished editing stages.
Thanks to all those that did send feedback. I knew there had to
be at least one of you.
"A Slayer? How the hell do you know."
"We're...old friends."
"Hello Sheila. Guess I should have killed you when I had the
chance."
"Buffy. You never had a chance to kill me. Aren't you supposed
to be dead though?"
"Supposed to be. But I'm not." Buffy threw a right hook at
Sheila's face and hit her, but it had no effect. The male vamp
tried to grab Buffy from behind but she kicked him in the knee,
hard enough to almost break his leg.
"Oh, crap. I can't believe I fell for a Slayer's trap," he moaned
and stumbled away from her.
"Don't be so surprised. I knew you didn't have the brains for it."
Buffy kicked him in the stomach and he fell to his knees. She
promptly kicked him in the face, throwing him to the ground.
Sheila grabbed both of Buffy's arms and held them tightly behind
her back. "Sorry, Buff. You're not going to win this time."
Pushing her forward, she continued into the other room where she'd
present her findings to her master. Buffy barely struggled against
her. She was planning something, but Sheila didn't know what.
"Trazor, Master, we brought you someone."
"Really? It better be good." With his back to them, he motioned for
them to enter with his hand as he fumbled through a book.
"How about a Slayer."
"Ooh, a Slayer." Turning around quickly, his demonic red eyes locked
onto Buffy's. A smile curled onto his lips while he looked her over.
His eyes began to glow to an even brighter red and so did Buffy's.
Her body went stiff, her eyes glowing brightly with Trazor's. He had
her in a trance, and held her there, frozen.
"Hello, Buffy. We've never met before, but I've heard about you. I'm
Trazor, your worst nightmare and your soon-to-be killer.
Inside, Buffy was fighting to break his control on her. She had to
fight against his hold on her, if her plan was ever going to work.
Being caught by his minions was part of the plan, but she didn't
expect them to live this long. They should have been killed in the
alley. Now, if she didn't break free, she'd be dead.
"I presume you didn't harm her? Her being a Slayer and all, right?"
"Of course not Master," the man said limping into the large
cathedral-like room, pushing away a glare from Sheila as he entered.
"Good. I want her at her best for the change."
< Change! I have go to get out of this! > Buffy focused all her
energy and strength on regaining control. Moments of struggle was
finally rewarded when his hold on her was broken. She struck out
with her right foot and kicked Trazor across the room. Then,
hitting Sheila in the face with a hard backhand as she tried to
intervene. Buffy pulled a small wooden stick out from behind her
back. < Like I could really fit a stake into this outfit? > It
wasn't a stake, but it would do. She threw it at the male vampire
starting after her now.
It hit him solidly in the heart and her exploded into Buffy's
favorite sight at the end of the day. Dust. Searching the room
for another weapon, Buffy scrambled, kicking Sheila in the face
when she tried to stand up again.
Trazor stood up again and raised both his hands up into the air.
"Stop!" Buffy froze, as did Sheila. Both turned their heads to him
unable to move their feet or the rest of their bodies. "That's
enough, Slayer. You've had your fun." Dropping one arm to point
at Sheila, Trazor cast a wicked stare upon his minion. "Get her!"
Sheila quickly rose to her feet and grabbed Buffy by the back of
the neck with one hand and holding both her arms behind her back
with the other. Buffy still had very little control over her body
as Sheila tossed her to Trazor's feet. "There you are Master."
"Good. Now, let's see what damage a Slayer can do as a demon. Shall
we?" He reached down and lifted Buffy up into the air by her hair
She whimpered and tried to reach up to him, but her hands were held
at her side by some unknown force. "Yes, lets."
Trazor pulled Buffy's neck up to his mouth and slowly bit in.
Savoring every drop, he drank from her slowly, trying not to take
too much.
Buffy fought with all her might, but it was useless. She had no
control over her body, but she still felt the pain. Every bit of
it as Trazor's sharp fangs penetrated her neck. Too many horrible
memories flooded back to her as her life was slowly taken away by
yet another vampire Master.
When she thought she couldn't last much longer, that her life had
already been taken from her, and all her love sucked into Hell with
Angel, she still went on with her duties. She was the Slayer and she
wasn't about to let the world go to hell because of her problems.
With Angel as the replacement for all the people in the world in Hell,
and her Watcher in Sunnydale, Buffy was forced to accept the help of
yet another demon: Whistler.
He told her this kill wouldn't be easy. That these vampires weren't
in any way ordinary. The strengths they possessed were far too great
for one to handle. But Buffy, being stubborn as usual, refused to take
that and promised him that she'd take care of it. < Me and my
pride. > That night, she'd get picked up by a couple of minions and
slay all but one and use the survivor to take her to Trazor. That
was the original plan.
Now, she was falling to the ground after Trazor took away just enough
blood to keep her on the very edge of consciousness. He bend down and
cut open his wrist with a long sharp black nail. Then, smothering
Buffy's mouth and nose with the blood until she had no choice but to
drink. She choked on the blood that she inhaled. No, this definitely
was not how the plan was supposed to work out.
Just when she began to drink for her own pleasure, Trazor pulled back
his hand and left her lying on the ground. She was dead, but she was
alive. A new life had filled her, but there was something wrong.
Being the Slayer left her different from most when they went through
the change.
~~~
Feedback is the key to more parts.
------------------------------
Date: Tue, 29 Sep 1998 00:06:38 -0700
From: "Ian and Tiff" <iangr@email.msn.com>
Subject: BUFFYFIC: Masquerade - 1/1 by Tiffany
Title: Masquerade - 1/1
Author: Tiffany Gregg
E-Mail: iangr@msn.com
Distribution: If you like; just let me know, please.
Rating: PG-13
Spoiler Warning: Thru B2
Feedback: Would be most appreciated
Summary: Buffy goes to a Halloween party at the Bronze and meets a stranger,
or is he?
Disclaimer: The characters of Buffy the Vampire Slayer belong to Joss
Whedon, the WB, FOX and Mutant Enemy. I am making no money in writing this
and mean no copyright infringement is intended.
Authors note: This is a Fluff/Song-Fic piece. Also, the song quoted in this
piece is "I can love you like that" by 'All-4-One'.
==========
Masquerade
By: Tiffany
E-Mail me at: iangr@msn.com
Several days before Halloween - The Bronze
"I don't know, Willow." the Slayer was saying "I'm just not in 'date-mode'
right now."
"I understand, having your boyfriend return from Hell, then leave town can
have that effect on someone. Gee, did I just say that." Willow replied a
little meekly. "Sorry, Buffy."
"No prob, Will. Don't worry about it. But just so you know, it was a
'mutual' dump sort of thing."
"So, you still haven't answered my question. Are you going to meet us at
the Bronze for the big Halloween party Saturday night?" the net girl asked
trying to get the conversation back on track.
"Sure, why the heck not. Unless of course there isn't some sort of prophecy
or something that I have to avert first." the Slayer responded half joking,
but yet half serious.
"Good, I'm glad" Willow responded "What you need is to have fun. Who knows,
maybe you'll meet some mysterious stranger and he'll sweep you off your
feet."
"This is Sunnyhell, Will. Fat chance of that happening. And besides....."
Buffy and Willow were unaware that they were being watched by someone
lurking in the shadows across the room. His preternatural hearing had
allowed him to divine on their conversation without being noticed. He had
heard enough and smiled as he took one last look at the Slayer before
drifting off into the night. He needed to get busy, he had plans to make.
============
Halloween Night - The Bronze
The Bronze was bustling with activity when Buffy arrived. She blushed a
little at the look that the bouncer at the door gave her as she went by.
Maybe dressing of Seven-of-Nine from Star Trek, Voyager wasn't such a good
idea. She wondered how she let Xander talk her into it. But he did have a
few good points, if she had to fight any vamps she could move easily in it
and if they were all turned into their Halloween costumes again, she could
still kick some serious booty!
She made her way through the crowd and over to the table when the
Scooby-Gang was sitting. Willow, Oz, Xander and Cordellia were already
there.
"Hey, Buffy" Willow said cheerily "I'm so glad that you came. Great
costume."
Buffy was feeling a little uncomfortable being the odd man at the table. As
if he could sense her feelings, Xander instinctively said "Okay Summers,
lets go boogie down."
Buffy and Xander had been dancing for about 10 minutes when a hand tapped
Xander shoulder. He stopped dancing and turned around to see who had tapped
him. The stranger who stood before him held his hand out to Buffy and said
"May I have this dance?"
Buffy stared for a minute at the site before her. The man asking her to
dance was dressed as Zorro. He was dressed all in black from his leather
boots and pants to his silk shirt and cape save for his red silk cummerbund.
He wore a black mask over his eyes and he had a wide brimmed black had
pulled down low on his forehead.
When her breath returned to her, Buffy said "Yes." The man bowed to her and
led her further into the dance floor. As if on que, the dance floor thinned
out and a slow song started playing.
They read you Cinderella
You hoped it would come true
That one day your prince charming would come rescue you
You like romantic movies
And you never will forget the way you felt when Romeo kissed Juliet
And all this time that you've been waiting
You don't have to wait no more
'Zorro' took Buffy in his arms and started dancing, never once removing his
eyes from hers. Buffy was mesmerized by the man who was holding her. His
touch was electric and her heart raced at the feelings it was provoking in
her.
I can love like that
I would make you my world
Move heaven and earth if you were my girl
I would give you my heart
Be all that you need
Show you your everything that's precious to me
If you give me a chance
I can love you like that
Buffy's mind was swimming with the sensations that were coursing through
her. Unknown to her, the man who held her was having similar feelings. He
should have never come back here, but the urge to see her again was
overwhelming. He didn't understand it, nor did he try. When he'd seen her
and heard that she would be here on this night, the desire to hold her in
his arms had been too much.
I'd never make a promise I don't intend to keep
So when I say forever, forever's what I mean
I aint no Casanova but I swear this much is true
I'll be holding nothin back when it comes to you
You dream of love that's ever lasting
Well baby open up your eyes
The eyes that held her captivated were like fathomless black pools. Buffy
wanted to sink into them, let them drowned out her world. Here in his arms,
this 'strangers' arms she felt at peace as she gazed longingly into those
eyes. At the back of her mind, she felt the slightest sense of dejavu, of
recognition. But those thoughts were quickly quelled.
I can love like that
I would make you my world
Move heaven and earth if you were my girl
I would give you my heart
Be all that you need
Show you your everything that's precious to me
If you give me a chance
I can love you like that
The arms that held her tightened slightly and pulled her in closer. She
felt her knees weaken a little at the nearness of him. The cool silk of his
clothes were a sharp contrast to the fire of his touch. His scent was
unique, but yet oddly familiar. It was a very male musk with a hint of what
she could only describe as earth and damp grass. Her senses were on
overload.
If you want tenderness, I got tenderness
And see through to the heart of you
If you want a man who will understand
You don't have to look very far
Just then, he pulled her even closer and nuzzling her neck and caressing her
back with a lovers touch. All other sounds and sights faded from Buffy's
senses. It was if they were the only two people in the room. He brushed
little kisses all along her neck and jawline. Her stomach clenched as
desire flooded through her whole being. She had never felt like this
before, so out of control, so swept along with her emotions.
I can love like that
I would make you my world
Move heaven and earth if you were my girl
I would give you my heart
Be all that you need
Show you your everything that's precious to me
I can love you like that
Oh yes I can love you
Make you my world, always kiss and hug you
Move heaven and earth
I can love you like that
As the final strains of the song played his mouth captured hers in a deep
kiss. His tongue sweeping past her lips and caressing hers. Buffy returned
the kiss with all the passion and longing that she was feeling. As the
music stopped he pulled back from the embrace and held out one long stemmed
red rose. When she took the rose, he grasped her hand and kissed it. Then
turned on his heels and disappeared into the crowd leaving a bewildered
Buffy staring after him.
When Buffy made her way back to the table, they all asked "Who was that?"
She sighed and replied "I have no idea..."
========
In the alley outside the Bronze he stopped and leaned against the wall,
looking up towards the heavens. "What the bloody hell was I thinking!
She's the damn Slayer." he muttered to himself. He could still smell her
scent on his clothing, still almost feel her in his arms. He knew that he
shouldn't have come here, knew that he should have never seen her again.
But the opportunity to see her and hold her in his arms was too much. There
was no denying it now, Slayer or not, he had fallen in love with her and he
would move heaven and earth to be with her if he could. If only she felt
the same way and if only he weren't a vampire....
========
The End (or is it...?)
Tiffany Gregg
GASPer, Keeper of Giles' Library Phone
and Proud WPWP Member #517
------------------------------
Date: Tue, 29 Sep 1998 12:06:34 -0700
From: "Ian and Tiff" <iangr@email.msn.com>
Subject: BUFFYFIC: Tricks-N-Treats - 1/3 by Tiffany
Title: Tricks-N-Treats - 1/3
Author: Tiffany Gregg
E-Mail: iangr@msn.com
Distribution: If you like; just let me know, please.
Rating: PG-13 (violence and some language)
Spoiler Warning: Thru B2
Feedback: Would be most appreciated
Summary: Buffy and the gang go to a Halloween party at the Bronze. After
the party, Buffy makes a quick patrol sweep, runs into Spike and things get
interesting.
Disclaimer: The characters of Buffy the Vampire Slayer belong to Joss
Whedon, the WB, FOX and Mutant Enemy. I am making no money in writing this
and mean no copyright infringement is intended.
Authors note: I sent this to the BBETA list last week. This story is
completely unrelated to my latest piece "Masquerade".
==========
Tricks-N-Treats
By: Tiffany
E-Mail me at: iangr@msn.com
Buffy strolled though the doors of the Bronze silently wondering how Willow
had talked them all into 'theme' dressing for the Halloween party at the
Bronze.
- ------------
"Aw, come on guys it'll be fun." the pretty red head had told them all.
"Please?"
Buffy, Xander, Giles, Oz and Jenny looked back and forth at one another and
then gave in. Buffy was the first to reply and spoke for all of them "Okay,
Will, we'll do it. But who gets to be who?"
"Oh Goodie!" she exclaimed happily. "I've got it all figured out. Giles
will be the Wizard. Xander you get to be the Lion, I'll be the Tin Man,
Cordy can be the Scarecrow, Jenny can be Glenda the Good Witch, Buffy you
get to be Dorothy and Oz can be one of the Flying Monkeys."
"Don't you think that the Wicked Witch would be more appropriate for Cordy?"
Xander asked grinning
"What about me?" the May Queen asked as she strolled though the library
doors
"We were just discussing who would be who for the Halloween party at the
Bronze." Willow replied innocently. "We're all going as characters from the
Wizard Of Oz and you can be the Scarecrow."
"No way. I am allergic to hay and it makes my eyes puffy." she retorted
"Okay then, how about..." Willow hesitated for a second "the Wicked Witch?"
"ARE YOU KIDDING?!" Cordellia shrieked
"Aw, come on honey" Xander coaxed "witch or 'scare-ho'? You wouldn't even
have to dress up. You're a natural for either"
Cordellia shot him one of her trademark glares, smacked him in the arm and
stormed out of the library.
- -----------
Buffy spotted the Giles and Willow over at a table in the corner by the band
and headed in that direction. Willow looked really cute with her face all
painted silver and a funnel on her head. Giles, well he looked pretty much
the same as always. Buffy supposed that the tweed and the Wizard pretty
much went together.
"Where are Xander and Ms. Calendar?" Buffy inquired when she reached the
table
Willow and Giles both motioned to the dance floor. Buffy grinned as soon as
she recognized the flailing arms of Xanders unique dance style. He looked
great in his lion mane and tail. Jenny looked beautiful in her iridescent
ball gown and wand.
On stage, Oz was playing with his band 'Dingoes ate my baby'. "Oz looks
great as a flying Money, Will." Buffy commented to her friend. "Yeah" was
her dreamy reply.
When Jenny and Xander made their way back to the table, Buffy asked Xander
"Where's Cordy?"
Xander grinned and pointed across the Bronze over to the table where Harmony
and her cronies were sitting.
"What exactly is she suppose to be?" Buffy inquired "Is that the same black
catsuit that she wore last year?"
"No, the ears are different." Xander replied grinning
"Ah, I see the difference now...or not"
- -------------
It was about 11pm by the time the gang left the party.
"Ah, Buffy, uh, do you think that you could make a quick, ah sweep tonight
before you call it a night?" Giles asked. "I would, ah, er, come with you,
but, ah...Ms. Calendar and I, ah, um have uh some...."
"Work. School work, official school work, business stuff to do." Jenny
finished for him
"Sure, no problem. I can do a quick patrol." Buffy managed to get out
through the giant smile on her face. "You guys go, get your 'stuff' taken
care of. I can handle things."
"Are you sure you'll be okay?" Giles went on
"I'll be fine. Cordy is going to drive Xander home. I'm going to walk
Willow home since Oz will be playing for a few more hours, then I'll make a
quick sweep though the usual spots. Go, Giles. Everything will be fine."
After Jenny and Giles drove off, the rest of the Scooby-Gang looked at each
other and busted out laughing.
"G-Man's gonna score himself some smoochies tonight!" Xander exclaimed.
Buffy and Willow said goodbye to Xander and Cordy. Linked arm in arm the
two Slayerettes skipped down the street singing "We're off to see the
Wizard, the wonderful Wizard of Oz..."
- --------
Buffy had just made her final sweep of the graveyard. "Thank goodness I
didn't run into anything" she chided herself "like I'd be able to kick
vampire butt in my ruby red slippers. What was I thinking?"
"Aw C'Mon luv" a voice leered behind her.
Buffy jumped from shock and turned to face the threat. "SPIKE!" she
shrilled then regaining her composure she added "didn't your mother ever
tell you that's a good way to get yourself staked?"
"Not exactly what I had planned pet, but I was hoping we could maybe go a
round or two. It's been a slow evening, this being All Hallows Eve an all."
"I think that could be arranged." she stated flatly assuming her fighting
stance.
"Now, now luv. Let me get a look at you before I wreck that pretty little
frock you've got on."
Buffy felt herself start to blush as Spike's eyes roamed over her body and
finally came to rest on her face. <EW, why am I getting all flustered at
Spike looking at me. I seriously need to get some sleep or something>
Spike who was having similar thoughts himself gave a little shiver. <She's
the bloody slayer for Christ's sake, man. Although, there is something
about those braids...No, not going to think that...eye candy time is over.
Time to kick some butt!>
The quick punch he landed on her jaw caught her completely off guard and
knocked Buffy off balance. The next kick to her chest landed her flat on
her back. With a quick little leg move Buffy was back on her feet in
seconds. She caught Spike across the face with a high roundhouse kick and
it was his turn to loose balance. The kicks and punches went on for several
minutes, each circling the other among the various tombstones.
Spike charged at Buffy, knocking the two of them to the ground in the
process. Spike landed on top of Buffy and before either of them knew what
was happening, he kissed her.
At first Buffy was shocked, then to her own surprise she found herself
kissing him back. She parted her lips and his tongue found hers. It was a
hot, hungry kiss. Full of passion and longing that neither of them
understood.
Then as suddenly as the kiss started, Buffy shoved Spike off of her and took
off running with a slayers speed. Spike didn't follow. He just sat on the
ground and stared after her. He was as perplexed and befuddled as she was
at what had just happened. Although he wouldn't mind doing it again...
- -----------------
End of part 1
------------------------------
Date: Tue, 29 Sep 1998 12:08:16 -0700
From: "Ian and Tiff" <iangr@email.msn.com>
Subject: BUFFYFIC: Tricks-N-Treats - 2/3 by Tiffany
Title: Tricks-N-Treats - 2/3
Author: Tiffany Gregg
E-Mail: iangr@msn.com
Distribution: If you like; just let me know, please.
Rating: PG-13 (violence and some language)
Spoiler Warning: Thru B2
Feedback: Would be most appreciated
Summary: In the previous part, The Scooby Gang goes to a Halloween party at
the Bronze. They've all dressed as characters from The Wizard Of Oz.
After the party Buffy makes a patrol sweep and run into Spike. They fight,
they kiss and Buffy runs away leaving a bewildered Spike staring after her.
Disclaimer: The characters of Buffy the Vampire Slayer belong to Joss
Whedon, the WB, FOX and Mutant Enemy. I am making no money in writing this
and mean no copyright infringement is intended.
Authors note: I sent this to the BBETA list last week. This story is
completely unrelated to my latest piece "Masquerade".
==========
Tricks-N-Treats
By: Tiffany
E-Mail me at: iangr@msn.com
Buffy was three quarters of the way across the cemetery by the time she
slowed down enough to look behind her and see that Spike wasn't following
her. "Good." she thought to herself as she dropped onto the nearest
headstone. Her 'ruby slippers' were not exactly the sort of thing you
sprinted in and she'd turned her left ankle in the process.
"Damn" she said aloud as she rubbed her ankle. Her thoughts returned to the
kiss that she had shared with Spike and a smile lit her face. <Augh. I
can't believe that I'm having fuzzy feelings all of a sudden for Spike.
He's my enemy. Although he did help me in that fight against Angelus. No
he didn't do that for 'me' he did that to get Dru back.> Buffy shook her
head. She didn't want to think about it. Although she figured that the
kiss could have just been a rebound sort of thing. That must have been it
because it certainly couldn't be the fact that Spike was handsome and
had a cute butt. And that accent of his that always made her stomach
flutter when she heard it. No it couldn't be any of that....she was just
crazy in the head and on the rebound from her break-up with Angel.
Her thoughts turned to Angel as she continued to nurse her ankle. Her
Angel. After she had come to her senses a few months ago and returned home
they had freed him from Hell. Buffy had known in her heart that there was
no way to go back to the way things were. They were star crossed lovers
from the start. It was never suppose to be. He could never have a
relationship and he certainly wouldn't let himself feel love again for fear
of releasing the demon. So, he had said goodbye to everyone and moved to
Los Angeles. The city of Angels. It was fitting that he would move there.
Buffy was shaken from her reverie by a low moaning sound coming from beneath
her feet. As she looked down the earth and grass seemed to move and
pulsate. She jumped back just as a hand came up through the soft earth.
She examined the headstone while she was waiting for 'it' to pull itself the
rest of the way out. That's when she noticed that her new friend 'Joseph'
had been dead for almost eight years. "Gee, Joe. Lazy much?" then she
thought about it. It never takes a vamp this long to rise...so Joe must not
be a vamp. "Shit. Zombie. Just what I needed tonight!"
That's when Buffy really started to listen. The whole cemetery seemed to be
moaning. The noise was getting louder and hands were popping out of the
ground all over the place. Buffy her a noise behind her and spun to see
that her new found friend Joe was out and heading right for her.
Buffy got into her fighting stance and kicked him in the stomach. Her
foot went right though him and she lost her shoe when she pulled her foot
back out. "Eeeewwww, gross I've got Joe-goo all over my foot. I think I'm
gonna puke." There was nothing that Buffy hated more then fighting Zombies.
They were disgusting. Skin falling off bones, shredded clothes and that
smell. What the hell was that smell!
"Ya' know, Joe" Buffy said as she round house kicked him across the face "I
have much better things that I could be doing right now!" the end of her
sentence was punctuated by a punch to his face that took his jaw off. "Did
anyone ever tell you that you have a body odor problem? Musta forgotten
your 'shower to shower' this morning huh?" Buffy saw a tree branch a few
feet away and a series of flips later had it in hand and knocked Joe's head
off. His long dead body slumping to the ground lifelessly once again. "Was
it something I said?" Buffy quipped sarcastically to the corpse.
As she was turning to leave Buffy found that she was surrounded by Zombies.
There must have been twenty plus all closing in on her. Some with missing
limbs, some with half their faces gone but all of them were moaning and it
was getting louder and louder as they approached her.
"Shit! Shit, shit, shit, shit! Okay Summers, think. THINK. Twenty plus
zombies, one Slayer. Oh yeah those are great odds." she muttered to
herself, assuming her fight stance once again.
Buffy kicked the nearest Zombie, a really gross looking blond girl. The
blond went sailing backwards and landed on two others. Buffy continued her
kicking and punching as the moaning stinking horde closed in on her. She
heard a growl behind her and caught a glimpse of a black figure tossing
Zombies left and right before it stopped right next to her and joined the
fight.
"Hello, Luv. Looked like you could use a hand." Spike commented as he
kicked off the head of a Zombie to his right.
"Spike, I never thought that I'd say this" she started "but I am SO happy to
see you".
"That's what all the lasses say, pet" Spike sneered as he continued
fighting.
Buffy just glared at him for a second and then kept fighting. Her witty
comebacks were all pushed to the back of her head as she concentrated on the
task at hand. Kicking some Zombie butt and not letting her brain go to
waste.
Spike saw a small break in the mob, grabbed Buffy's hand and pulled her
towards it. Buffy saw it then too and they started running. The Zombies
started after them, but Spike's preternatural speed and Buffy's Slayer speed
was too much for them. The two enemies lost the Zombie mob at the edge of
the cemetery. Spike and Buffy headed for an abandoned house they could see
up ahead.
They ran around to the back of the house and Spike kicked in the boarded up
door. Buffy ran to the front of the house and peered out through the boards
on the window to see if the Zombies were following or not. To her relief,
they were not.
"Looks like we lost them" she hollered to Spike. "For Christ's sake, you
don't have to yell, Slayer" Spike replied from right behind her. Buffy
jumped a little, she hadn't heard him come into the room. Spike laughed
"That's twice in one night that I've snuck up on you, luv. Must be a
record." "Shut up, Spike" was her only reply.
"So, any ideas why the 'moldy-oldies' decided to get up and dance tonight,
Spike?" Buffy asked pointedly
"Slayer, I'm hurt. You think that I'm behind every nefarious thing that
happens in this town?" he replied mockingly
"That pretty much sums it up. Now what gives? I'm betting you know
something and we need to go see Giles about it." Buffy was starting to lose
patience. She didn't want to play games and knew there would be human
casualties if they didn't stop the Zombie mob before they left the cemetery.
"Nothing to worry about, pet. In another five minutes or so, they'll all
drop dead again." Spike replied quite matter-of-factly.
"And how can you be so sure?"
"A little Halloween hijinks one of the boys conjured up to wake the dead.
The spell only lasts 'till midnight though."
"Well, isn't that just swell. You guys are just a barrel of laughs."
"Yeah, well you know, we try." he stated flashing her one of his melt your
insides grins.
<God, he's so cute when he does that. Stop it Summers. He's your enemy.
He's a vampire and he has no soul...remember. But, it could be fun. Stop
it now. Must not think that.> Buffy thought to herself
Off in the distance, they both heard the town clock strike Midnight.
"Well, guess Halloween's over so, as Dorothy says, 'there's no place like
home' and I need to wash the Zombie goo off me." Buffy said as casually as
possible.
"Sounds fun to me. Need any help?" Spike replied seductively. <Did I just
say that. Spike 'ol boy, you're losing it man. She's the Slayer remember.
She'll stake you first chance she gets>
"Ah, um, well" Buffy stammered "I gotta run" as she started to walk past
Spike, headed for the door.
Spike grabbed her arm before she could make it past him and pulled her back
to look at him. The lust that she saw in his eyes made her breath catch in
her throat and her insides quiver. Then he dropped his hand to his side and
took a step back.
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End of part 2.
The next part will be NC-17, so anyone under age, sorry you'll just
have to decide for yourself how it ends.
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