Insert Coin: Part 1
by Syko
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters, except for DeSparr, Callisto, Lawrinz, Kinna, Jones, Bos, Linka, Carbus. If you take my characters without my permission, I will hurt you in ways that would make Joss Himself cringe in fear. No offense.
Also, I got the idea from Red Dwarf, so I hope I don't get sued for that.
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Part One
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The library was a mess. And that was an understatement.
Buffy and Faith were fighting a demon, and his name was DeSparr. He was seven feet tall and had bug eyes. His hands had curved claws on the palms. And he was making a mess.
The shelves were turned over, books scattered across the entire library. Giles's office had been utterly gutted, like a fish the size of...well, the size of Giles's office. And the big cage in the main room? Forget that. Gone. The big steel door was now the size of an aluminum can. Smaller, even.
"Buffy!!!" Angel screamed. "NO!"
Then DeSparr did what dozens of creeps couldn't: he snapped Buffy's neck. Then he ran over to Xander, Willow, Cordelia, Oz, Giles, and Angel, and snapped their necks.
The TV screen flashed GAME OVER over and over again. The words "64 POINTS" were at the bottom of the screen. And seven figures sat in chairs around the TV screen, wearing virtual reality goggles and gauntlets. They removed them.
One figure was a girl in black, ragged leather. Her blond hair was dirty, her skin pale. The figure next to her was a guy with long black hair. Next to him was a redhead who looked like skin and bones. Her ribs were clearly visible through her tan jumpsuit.
To the right of the redhead was a middle-aged man with gray hair and huge, thick glasses. He seemed disoriented by the world he'd left behind a year and a half ago.
The male next to the middle-aged man oce had bright red hair, but ithad faded out recently. His black fingernails were long, sticking out an inch through his gauntlets.
Next, there was a girl with black hair that stuck out everywhere. She had two teeth missing in the front, and a hearing aid. She was only eighteen, though.
And finally, there was a man about twenty-five years old that had a scar running across his neck. He scratched at the tattoo on his back.
A man in a worksuit walked in to greet the people who had just returned from the video game world. "Welcome back," he said. "How was the game?"
"Game?" the blond-haired girl said, confused.
"You've been playing the Buffy v.r.p. game for a year and a half," the man explained. "Oh, yeah, the virtual role-play always causes subliminal disorientation for a few hours. Now...who played Buffy?"
"I did," the blond-haired girl said.
"How was it?"
"Great, like I was all-powerful," she admitted.
"Yeah...most people get that. Until the Master. Although they usually like it when they kill Spike and Drusilla."
The blond-haired girl frowned. "What?"
"What, you didn't kill Spike and Dru? Didn't you get the clues in the library on parent-teacher night?"
"What clues?"
"In the books Giles was reading! It told that Spike would attack. Didn't you see that??"
"No," she said. "Wouldn't Giles--er, the one who played Giles--have told me?"
"I played Giles," the middle-aged man with glasses said. "And I didn't see that."
"Yeah...you were probably too busy with the wedding."
"What wedding?!"
"To Jenny Calendar! You were supposed to get married after your football game date! Then she made Angel a human, and Buffy and he lived happily ever after. Duh!"
"I...she died," the Giles-player said.
"Oh, how could you screw up like that?" He shook his head. "Oh, well. Who was Xander?"
"Me," the long-haired guy said.
"Wasn't it great when you saved Willow from being sucked into Hell, and then you got married?"
"Uh...we were supposed to do that?"
"YES! You twerp! You got married, and then you found out that you were really a god. Then you were supposed to undo the Hellmouth and create paradise! Jeez, no wonder your score was sixty-four points." He grinned. "Anyways, you're all supposed to go to the clean-up area, get shaved, shower, and all that, then go to the Return area to get your stuff." They stood there. "Get going! Down this hall, to your left." They got ging. "Losers. No wonder they only scored sixty-four."
Soon, the seven were in the Return room, sitting on hover-chairs and drinking Nectarri Obluzis. They were disoriented and confused.
The blond girl was sick. She felt terrible. She was supposed to marry Angel? Jenny was supposed to live? She'd screwed up quite a bit.
The black-haired boy was sick, too. He'd always thought he had been doing okay as Xander--making fair grades, having friends, and the constant fun of the Hellmouth. But he was supposed to be a god? Marry Willow? Close the Hellmouth? He felt depressed beyond all depression.
The red-haired girl felt just as bad. She had loved Xander, and then she found out that she was supposed to be with him? What was what she had with Oz? A mistake, that's what.
The red-haired guy felt bad as well. His love for Willow lasted even out of the game, but he wasn't supposed to be with her. Ever. If he could not be with Willow, he didn't want to live.
The one who'd played Giles felt guilt, remorse. Jenny's death was never supposed to happen. If he'd have read the books right, she could have lived, and Buffy--or the character of Buffy--would have had a good life. But his stupid mistake had screwed everything up.
The twenty-five year old missed his life in the game--being Angel. His night with Buffy had been great, but not the way it should have been. Instead, he'd killed Jenny Calendar, the woman who was supposed to save him. His love hadnot worked out.
And finally, the girl who'd played Cordelia felt confused. As Cordelia, she'd almost always been confused. But now, she wondered what she was supposed to do. She also wondered where her teeth were. And all sound was dim, barely noticeable.
At that moment, seven suitcases, each glowing green, shot through in the expresstubes.
"Well...let's find out who we are," the blond-haired girl said.
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