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buffyfic-digest       Tuesday, January 12 1999       Volume 03 : Number 012



In this issue:

       BUFFYFIC: "Flies to Honey" sequel to "The Necromancer" (16/17)
       BUFFYFIC: "Flies to Honey" sequel to "The Necromancer" (17/17)
       BUFFYFIC: ADMIN:  List rules
       BUFFYFIC: ADMIN:  How to (un)s*bscribe
       BUFFYFIC: Best Intentions, (1/18)

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Date: Mon, 11 Jan 1999 21:19:37 -0800
From: "J. Jericho Born" <[e-mail]>
Subject: BUFFYFIC: "Flies to Honey" sequel to "The Necromancer" (16/17)

TITLE: "Flies to Honey" (Part 16/17)
AUTHOR: J. Jericho Born
E-MAIL: [e-mail]
FEEDBACK: Please let me know what you think of my fanfic with some feedback.
DISTRIBUTION: The author reserves rights on this story. Please do not
distribute without expressed permission.
RATING: PG  Contains violence.
SPOILERS: Spoilers to previous fanfic. If you would like to read the preceding
story you can download it at < http://www.sirius.com/~traction/buffy >.
DESCRIPTION: The sequel to "The Necromancer".
DISCLAIMER: The writer of this unauthorized fan fiction is not affiliated with
any of the parties involved in the making of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. The
characters are the property of Joss Whedon and whomever else the lawyers may
deem fit, they are used without permission. Technically that is not legal, but
I'm not anticipating any law suits. This work, the plot line, and the
characters introduced that are not already featured on Buffy the Vampire
Slayer are the work of Joshua Jericho Born, Copyright 1998.


==============

Scene 15

"I'm still not sure about this," worried Freeman, sitting uncomfortably in
Oz's van as it chugged along in anticipation of arriving at the warehouse.

"You said he agreed to exchange Oz for you, right?" asked Xander, wrapping a
rope around Freeman casually.

"Yes, but he's not the most trustworthy of individ-" Freeman cut short his
reply. Annoyed, he questioned, "What are you doing?"

"If we supposedly kidnapped you, you should look restrained," reasoned Xander
as he contemplated a knot.

"I could break out of this ridiculousness in seconds," argued Freeman.

"I didn't say you should be restrained, I said you should look restrained. Pay
attention, bucko," Xander replied with a dose of sarcasim.

"As I was saying this will most certainly be a trap," Freeman advised.

"Yeah, well, I seem to have a knack for escaping traps," informed Buffy.

"What is it you do exactly?" inquired Freeman.

"Oh, I'm a vampire slayer," answered Buffy casually.

"And this friend of your's that you are trying to rescue is a werewolf?"
questioned Freeman.

"Yup," replied Buffy.

"And I thought I had stories," Freeman commented to himself.

"There's the warehouse," announced Giles, parking the VW wagon as he had grown
accustomed to doing.

"Wish us luck," requested Buffy as she hopped out of the van with Freeman at
arm's reach.

"Buff-" began Willow.

"We agreed you're staying, remember?" interrupted Buffy.

After some thought Willow conceded and wished a simple, "Good luck."

"Ready?" inquired Giles, the chains draped over his shoulder clashing with his
tweed jacket.

Buffy nodded a yes and grabbed Freeman by a bicep, dragging him along as
roughly as she could. An odd aesthetic was cast as the trio's contrasting
appearances met the run down neighborhood's street. They entered the warehouse
formidably, concious of the potential threat that this place held.

Passing the outer door, Buffy was surprised to see the place gutted with no
trace of a complex high tech operation left. In its place was a rotting shell
of a building that looked as if it had been untouched in the past few decades,
complete with requisite layers of dust and mold. The vast expanse that made of
the inside of the building was broken up by No-Puncuation-Man standing sharply
at the end opposite Buffy and company. A disoriented, seemingly drugged
werewolf was crouched at his left, toying with several space-age looking
objects that kept his interest engaged.

"Aaaah, Freeman, I see you didn't achieve your objective as easily as you had
promised, my faith in your abilities to handle such situations has just been
diminished, you needn't worry about the state of your employ, however, you
still have a place in the organization, it's just a slightly less trusted
one," called out the No-Puncuation-Man.

"You can debrief your crony later, let's make the trade," yelled back Buffy,
forsaking any questions as to the fate of the secret factory.

"Of course, I believe it's traditional for your captured party to walk toward
me as my captured party walks toward you simultaneously, that is how it's done
in the movies after all, you know, you needn't bother with those silly chains,
our restraints make them look rather juvenile, speaking of which, I should
unlock them for you," babbled No-Puncuation-Man. He reached over and tapped
out a sequence on a futuristic keypad that a clamp around one of Oz's wrists
bore.

"You only need to push the red button to release him now, you are capable of
that I assume, of course, I would not advise doing so after the sedative wears
off, that is, unless you don't value your own good health, shall we proceed?"
rambled No-Puncuation-Man.

Buffy released her grip around Freeman's arm and he walked forward warily. A
few paces into the journey No-Puncuation-Man gave Oz a shove, sending him
dopily forward in compliance. Tension mounted as Buffy surveyed her
surroundings for any hint of a double cross. Giles nervously went over the
chains he bore with his hands while Oz and Freeman passed each other roughly
halfway without sparing a glance. The latter resisted the urge to turn and run
away from his entrapped life, knowing any such effort would be in vain.

Oz came within only a few steps of his destination, as did his counterpart at
the other side of the warehouse. Buffy and Giles exchanged equal expressions
of anxiety while No-Puncuation-Man gave a stern-faced Freeman a machinatious
smile.

Finally, both walks were finished within seconds of each other. Buffy grabbed
at one of Oz's restraints authoratatively, causing a mellow growl to be
attempted, but abandoned as sleepliness ran its course. Freeman took his place
by his unwanted boss' side, turning to face the same direction as his master.

No-Puncuation-Man's smile widend to ridiculous levels, causing Buffy ran her
eyes over the scene to see what caused her enemy to have such a happy. To her
horror she now realized she was surrounded by an uncountable amount of
gun-toting masked men. Buffy didn't have time to reason their impossible
entrance and looked eagerly for an escape, but found none.

"I'm very sorry to have to say this, well actually I'm not really sorry at
all, either way it doesn't matter. Kill them!" commanded No-Puncuation-Man.
The small army of thugs leveled their weapons at a terrified Buffy and Giles
as well as at an unwitting, dazed werewolf. Buffy swallowed and bit her
tongue, ready to met whatever fate would befall her.

"Stop or he gets it!" yelled a valiant Freeman as the peculiar weapon he held
to No-Puncuation-Man's head hummed to life.

"You just forfeited your own life, Freeman!" growled his victim in terror.

Freeman's previous threat did little to deter the firing squad who were still
intent on following their order. Realizing this, he tried a new approach.

"Ok, stop it or you all get it!" barked Freeman, aiming his weapon this time
toward Buffy and Giles' aggressors. In a resounding clanking sound all dropped
their firearms to the ground, fearful of the destructive capabilities of
Freeman's humorous-looking weapon.

"Make a run for it, I'll make sure no one follows," nobly insisted Freeman.
Buffy spared an expression of sincere thanks before trotting off behind Giles,
dragging an awkward werewolf behind her like a domestic pet. They would waste
no time in making their getaway.

==============

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Date: Mon, 11 Jan 1999 21:22:05 -0800
From: "J. Jericho Born" <[e-mail]>
Subject: BUFFYFIC: "Flies to Honey" sequel to "The Necromancer" (17/17)

TITLE: "Flies to Honey" (Part 17/17)
AUTHOR: J. Jericho Born
E-MAIL: [e-mail]
FEEDBACK: Please let me know what you think of my fanfic with some feedback.
DISTRIBUTION: The author reserves rights on this story. Please do not
distribute without expressed permission.
RATING: PG  Contains violence.
SPOILERS: Spoilers to previous fanfic. If you would like to read the preceding
story you can download it at < http://www.sirius.com/~traction/buffy >.
DESCRIPTION: The sequel to "The Necromancer".
DISCLAIMER: The writer of this unauthorized fan fiction is not affiliated with
any of the parties involved in the making of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. The
characters are the property of Joss Whedon and whomever else the lawyers may
deem fit, they are used without permission. Technically that is not legal, but
I'm not anticipating any law suits. This work, the plot line, and the
characters introduced that are not already featured on Buffy the Vampire
Slayer are the work of Joshua Jericho Born, Copyright 1998.

I'd like to take this opportunity to give a big thanks to the moderators of
this list. I hate to see it go, but I understand. Wish you well on everything
that's keeping you busy.

- -JB


==============

Scene 16

A tired scene was cast within the VW wagon that plugged its way home that
morning. The atmosphere during the car ride home took the silence of its
predecessor to an emotional extreme. No one dared speak, for the owner of the
vehicle they traveled in was chained down and whining in the back.

Willow looked over the werewolfian Oz with mixed emotions brewing deep in her
gut. In the haste of their departure from the warehouse they didn't have a
chance to have a proper reunion, judging by the nature of the ferocious
creature that shared her ride it would be some time before there would be such
a reunion.

Browsing through the magical regeants in her backpack, Willow contemplated
restoring Oz to the human state she had grown to love. A feeling of
helplessness overcame her as she realized she lacked the one property that a
restoration procedure required: hellfire. To her knowledge the only qualified
wielder of hellflame in his world was a bigger vegetable then the carrot she
had eaten the night before. Fortunate, since he would be predisposed to using
that hellflame for manical plans of world domination rather than coming to the
aid of a lonely adolescent.

Buffy had left with her friends on this trip with the hope of retrieving Oz.
They did achieve their objective, but not without great peril and many an
unanswered question. On top of that, the idea of reverting Oz back to human
was daunting task. Gazing out the window, Buffy had a hard time discerning if
they were traveling forward or backward.

Observing a "Welcome to Sunnydale" sign blur by, Buffy felt an uncertain
thought spring to life. This endeavor had left her feeling small, pouring both
time and effort blindly into a sludge that eventually gave her what she
wanted. She began to wonder how well she could function outside of the
backwater town known as Sunnydale to most, the Hellmouth to those enlighted in
the archaic. This was her senior year and the prospect of going off to college
hung like a banner above her mind. Reflecting, Buffy thought over her past
with a contemplative mind.

Before coming to Sunnydale, Buffy had felt lost and suffered through bouts of
lonliness and depression. Even before she found out she was the Slayer the
only life she led was a hollow, pretentious one. When she had run away she
assumed the life of a pitifully empty soul. In contrast the turmoil of her
family and the constant danger of her life's calling seemed to reach an uneasy
peace above the Hellmouth. Strange considering there seemed to be a new threat
to world safety every week, but as each new problem arose she faced it with a
peculiar upbeat attitude.

In a minor epiphany, realization came to Buffy. What brought the chaos to a
feeling of order? It wasn't the mystic forces of the Hellmouth, the challenge
of the Master and his minions, or even the loving arms of her star crossed
lover, Angel. What kept life on its rails was the friendship and camraderie
she shared who those she held dear. The prospect of meeting another threat to
humanity was transformed from a hellish tramatizing experience to a youthful
adventure by the reliable expectation of Buffy's friends gathered together and
joking in the library as Giles held back smirks at juvenile quips. The Slayer
could expect to look back at this period in her life with nostalgia instead of
repressing its horrors under a blanket of self doubt like preceding Slayers.

Therefore, this trip had more signifigance that just reuniting Willow with Oz.
Buffy had endured another tempest with her friends and melted together in ways
that those with more stable lives could never do. Who else could say they were
there for one of their friends during their adolescence in such profound ways?
It was a small comfort, but one that directed her thoughts in more lucidity
then she had been able to achieve in a long while. As long as Buffy had those
close to her to support her, times may not always be cheerful, but they would
be resolute.

The importance of friendship in Buffy's life gave her a new perspective on
finding Oz. Her friendships are what kept her going from day to day; she
needed to risk life and limb for her embattled friends not just for their
sake, but for her own. Buffy shifted her idle stare from the van window to
Willow, who didn't notice her friend's affectionate eyes. She couldn't put her
thoughts into words just then, but she took comfort in knowing there would be
many an opportunity to share words to come.

"Why are we stopping here?" blurted Cordelia, snapping Buffy out of her
daydream. Tired eyes peered out, taking in the scenery of a quiet graveyard.

"I thought it'd be appropiate to check on the crypt we secured Abel in before
we returned to our homes," explained Giles.

"Good idea! Nothing like dancing on fallen enemies' graves for a pick me up,"
commented Xander as he briskly pulled open the van's side door. Giles gave him
a slightly contemptable look as he climbed out of the driver's seat, his
motives more pragmatic than Xander's.

"Willow, you can stay in the van," suggested Buffy, turning to her friend
before following the others.

"No, I want to. It'll be comforting to see him safely tucked away all
unconcious and unable to do any harm," said Willow genuinely, trying to push
the presence of a werewolf to the back of her mind.

That being said, the two walked along a graveyard path side by side,
anticipating their destination mildly. Buffy flashed a smile Willow's way as
they walked and Willow returned a smaller one diplomatically. Stopping dead in
her tracks, Buffy first looked over the gloomy faces of her friends then at
the mausoleum's open gate, ripped apart like tin foil.

"Did a vampire get to him?" questioned Buffy grimly, running the scenario
through her head.

"No," replied Giles, emerging from the interior of the crypt, "It has been
broken from the inside out."

"So that means-" began a trembling Willow.

"Abel's up and about," finished Buffy.

==============

THE END - Obviously a sequel is in the works. Interested? Send e-mail to
[e-mail].

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Date: Tue, 12 Jan 1999 13:44:29 -0500
From: sah <[e-mail]>
Subject: BUFFYFIC: ADMIN:  List rules

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Date: Tue, 12 Jan 1999 17:44:48 PST
From: "Andrea Newbery" <[e-mail]>
Subject: BUFFYFIC: Best Intentions, (1/18)

Title: Best Intentions
Author: Andrea
e-mail: [e-mail]
disclaimer: These characters are the property of Joss Whedon, Mutant
Enemy, the WB, etc. They are not mine.
spoilers: Everything up to the end of season two.
distribution: Sure, just let me know.
summary: Xander/Cordelia. This fic is set in the same timeline as
ChristineÆs amazing story, æThe Wildest Times in the WorldÆ although
technically this story takes place before that one. If you havenÆt read
it, e-mail me and IÆll send it to you although you can read this story
even if you havenÆt read hers.
Thanks to Christine, for writing the story that started this, and for
helping me when I got stuck and for thinking up the title. And thereÆs
still more I could thank you for. :)


Cordelia Chase's apartment
May 28, 2005


Cordelia stared blankly at the door her husband had just slammed behind
him, one lone tear marring the perfection of her face. Leaning back in
her chair she sighed deeply, her eyes closing as she reached up and
pushed her thick hair back from her forehead.  She opened her eyes
slowly, taking in the emptiness of her home, the quiet that surrounded
her. Closing her eyes again she let her mind drift back to happier days.

A half-smile flitted across her face as  she remembered the danger she
had faced in every one of those days she now recalled as happy times.
Those days, those years, were all that sustained her now, in the hollow
perfection of her life. She felt the familiar ache in her stomach as she
remembered the only true friends she had ever known and the only true
love she had ever felt. The things she had traded for the life her
parents wanted for her; the life she had grown up knowing would be hers.
She had been so close to having everything. To having love and friends
and happiness, until one moment of weakness and mistrust had shattered
it all. Wrapping her arms tightly around herself she decided to finally
face the memory. To look at the past from a much different vantagepoint
then she had first seen it, starting with the prom, five years ago
tonight. The night she considered the happiest of her life.

*******
Prom night
May 28, 1999

"Are you guys ready yet?" Willow's voice was plaintive as she stuck her
head in Cordelia's large bathroom, where both Buffy and Cordelia were
putting the finishing touches on their make-up. "The guys will be here
soon."

"I'm not even sure why I'm doing this. I don't want to go to the prom."
Buffy muttered as she struggled to place one errant strand of hair. "And
with Larry? He's such a pervert. I'm going to spend the whole night
fighting him off."

"Xander swears that won't be a problem. He said Larry will be a perfect
gentleman and to just trust him." Cordelia spoke into the mirror as she
finished putting on her lipstick. Turning to look at the other two girls
she shrugged her shoulders. "Xander said Larry wasn't exactly who we
thought he was, whatever that means."

"Well, it's only for tonight Buffy, you don't have to see him again
after this." Willow spoke comfortingly, her face sympathetic. "If you
would date then maybe you could find someone you like to be with."

Buffy ignored her as she walked over to her kitbag and fished through
it. Finding what she was looking for she smiled down at the large silver
cross resting in her hand for a moment before placing it around her
neck. The other two girls stared at her silently, waiting for her
explanation. Buffy looked up at them, her face both defiant and sad.
"Giles won't be at the dance." Her shoulders slumped slightly, before
she straightened them and stood up. "I just need more time, Angel's a
pretty hard act to follow. Just...just let me have this, okay?"

The two girls continued staring at Buffy, then nodded. Cordelia spoke
first, her voice deliberately cheerful. "It really sets off the neckline
of your dress, and the color. You look beautiful Buffy."

Buffy looked down at her dress, a shadow of the pain she still felt
passing over her face. Turning to the full-length mirror Buffy smiled
into it, taking in the image of the three girls standing there. Holding
her hands out to both of them she let out a sigh. "Thanks. We're total
hotties. The guys will be babbling idiots."

Cordelia let out a breath she hadn't realized she was holding as she
took Buffy's hand. Looking into the mirror at Buffy and Willow she felt
a fresh burst of amazement that these two people were her friends. And
real friends, not like Harmony and the others who had practically dumped
her when she first started dating Xander. Her stomach clenched at the
thought of him, her heart speeding up a little.  She still couldn't
quite believe how deeply she felt for Xander and how lucky she was that
they had made it this far. She remembered their first kiss in Buffy's
basement and her horror at the passion he aroused in her. Who would have
thought they would still be hiding out in closets two years later?

"Earth to Cordelia, come in Cordelia." Buffy's laughing voice broke
through her memories.

"What? Oh, what?" Cordelia blushed slightly as she realized that someone
was ringing the doorbell. "Well, are we ready girls?"

"We are." Buffy and Willow spoke in unison as the three girls quickly
headed downstairs to answer the door.


************
May 28, 2005

Cordelia opened her eyes with a start as a loud pounding on her door
interrupted her reverie. Quickly jumping up from her chair she walked
over and looked through the peephole. Seeing her husband swaying in the
hallway she swallowed her sudden rise of fear. Pulling the door open she
put on her best fake smile as he pushed past her, heading to the
bathroom. She stood helplessly outside, listening to the sound of her
perfect husband's retching. Pushing away the disgust that rose in her
throat she knocked on the door asking him if he wanted any help; the
timid note in her voice disgusting her almost as much as the man that
was on the other side. At his harsh rebuff she turned and walked away,
hoping that, for tonight at least, he was home to stay.

Wandering into her private dressing room her eyes restlessly searched
the room. She stared sadly at the make-up piled on the table, the
closets filled to capacity with all the latest fashions, the jewelry
that should be in a safe. Tears began to fall slowly down her face as
she tried to choke them back. Slipping down to the floor she lay curled
up in a ball, wondering how it had all come to this.
********


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