The majority of the characters written in this story were originally created by Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, and the other respectable companies for the WB show Buffy the Vampire Slayer. This is merely a story created by me, and is not meant to be an infringement on any copy-write laws.
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Part One
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“…But prophecies are tricky creatures. They don't tell you everything. You're the one that sets me free! If you hadn't come, I couldn't go. Think about that!” Buffy was frozen with fear in her white dress, anticipating the bite. But when it happened, she felt pain like she never felt before. As the Master finished his kill, Buffy fell on her knees.
“Oh, God! The power!” The master said, almost in ecstasy, as Buffy faded in and out of consciousness.
“And by the way, I like your drrrrrreeeee—“
Time Stopped. The master was frozen, Buffy was frozen, the flicker of the candles in the dark room stood still. All was quiet for a few seconds, until the tears of a petite blonde could be heard across the room.
Buffy walked up to the tableau and looked the Master straight in the eyes. No response. She looked down at her corpse, no response. Why was she back here, re-living this hell? Just then a cold gust of wind blew past her and she turned around.
“Jenny?” Buffy asked in confusion.
“Not quite. But I think you know who I am,” said the form that took Ms. Calendar’s body. “I’m your future.”
* * *
“Wake up!” screamed Giles, shaking Buffy’s shoulder.
Buffy woke up with a shudder.
“You didn’t have to watch Oz the whole night, I could’ve don it, because you did it yester--….what’s wrong?”
“Umm, I…I…it’s nothing, I just had a funky dream. Is he in his cage?”
“Yes, sound asleep. Coffee?” Giles asked politely.
“Uhh, no. I’m gonna go home and get washed, I have a nasty taste in my mouth.” Buffy said, in kind of a foggy way.
Buffy stood up, grabbed her jacket and walked out of the doors. An hour and a half later Buffy arrived back at school, a split second before she heard the bell ring. She scurried to her locker, grabbed her Chem. Book and ran to room 209 trying to make it before Mr. Hurst closed the door. Damn, she already saw him from a distance reaching for the knob.
“WAIT! “ She screamed! Knowing that if she didn’t make it, she’d have to stay after school for being late.
She lunged at the door and forgetting her slayer-strength, body-checked it open, causing it to be severed from the hinges and smacking Mr. Hurst in the face.
“Awww fu-whoops!” Buffy said, trying to sound innocent, looking at Mr. Hurst plugging his nose and trying to stop the bleeding. “I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to break you!”
The whole class was wondering whether to laugh, or call 911, the blood was just gushing.
“Okay, tilt your head and plug your nose.” Buffy said, trying to help the short man.
“Summers! I always thought you were a loose cannon!” He said in a nasal voice. He turned to the class. “Until I send someone, work on that assignment due next Thursday.”
Buffy and Hurst gently walked out the frame where the door used to be to the office, where Buffy was detained for a little questioning by the Vice Principal, and while Mr. Hurst was getting bandaged.
* * *
“Could this day SUCK anymore?” Buffy said as she entered the Library on her spare, to meet the scooby gang.
“Now what?” said Oz in a bitter voice, sitting down.
“Ouch, what’s with the attitude?” Buffy asked as she pulled up a chair.
“I peed on my pants last night, I mean, you’d think werewolves would be toilet trained!”
Buffy looked under the table and figured out why he was sitting down, he was only wearing boxers.
“Oh. I guess your day must suck too.” Buffy said, trying to hold back the laughter. Just then Xander and Willow walked in.
“BUFF!” yelled Xander “I heard you beat up Mr. Hurst!”
Buffy gave him the evil eye.
“Xander…” Willow said as she gently elbowed his rib.
“Well I didn’t mean to! I mean, I was late, and you know how pissy he gets when a student ‘doesn’t make it before the door’…” Buffy said, imitating Mr. Hurst’s Voice. “…So I kind of forgot I’m a super-hero and bashed the door in, along with his face.”
“Yeah, we saw Rudolph the reindeer with a bandage covering his nose, at least it brings out his eyes.” Willow said, with a touch of bitterness. “He kind of deserved it, he gave me a ‘B’ on one of my assignments last semester.”
“Don’t worry, I’m sure he’s regretting that grade ‘B’-cause ‘B’-uffy ‘B’-eat him up.” Xander said.
There was silence.
“Okay, that was the dumbest joke I’ve heard in THE longest time Xands.” said Buffy, with Willow agreeing beside her. “And by the way Willow, Oz is naked.”
“BUFFY!” screamed Oz as pulled in his chair even more in embarrassment.
“Oz, didn’t I tell you no more stripping for Giles.” Xander said, trying to make up for that last joke,
“He wasn’t stripping, he peed his pants.” Buffy said bluntly.
Just then Giles entered the Library with some pants from the lost and Found.
“Here, these were the only pants that’d fit you.” Giles said as he handed it to Oz, who immediately put on the navy jeans. “Buffy, did you beat up Mr. Hurst??” Giles asked shockingly.
“WHAT THE HELL?? NO!” Buffy screamed in annoyance. “Just because someone got a bloody nose and I was there, doesn’t mean ‘I’ did it!”
Xander replied, “Actually Buff, it always is you.”
“Shut up.” Buffy said.
“Anyway, we have work to do.” Giles interrupted, “The watcher’s Council left a message on Wesley’s answering machine, and so I took the liberty of recording it..."
“Bad Giles.” Buffy interrupted.
“Yes…bad…never-mind. Anyway, they alerted him of a certain demon who reportedly entered Sunnydale a few days ago.”
“A demon?? In Sunnydale? No way!” Xander said sarcastically.
Giles opened up a book and showed them a picture of him while he started to describe him.
“One of two demon brothers, Taluk, is supposed to be here, hunting something down.”
“Hunting what?” Oz asked.
“They said they weren’t sure, but the demon brothers are highly religious, one is faithful to God, the other is faithful to Lucifer.”
“Lemme guess, Taluk is the satan-boy.” Buffy pointed out.
“Wait, Giles, did you say that he has a brother, Christian brother? But I thought the brothers were evil?” Willow asked, as she always does whenever one minute particle of information doesn’t make sense.
“Takul his brother is evil, but he somehow has a faith in God, sort of ironic actually.”
“So how do I take down this guy, where is he going to stike??” Buffy inquired.
“How about the churches, right Giles? I mean, since he’s a satanist, wouldn’t he try destroy the good or something?” Willow humbly said.
“Most likely yes. If he is searching for a religious artifact, satanic or otherwise, it’ll probably be within a churches walls.” Giles agreed
“Okay, so I’ll check out the churches tonight, and Giles, tell Faith that she’ll have to cover my patrolling tonight.” Buffy ordered.
“Where’s Faith, and Wesley for that matter.” Xander asked.
“Wesley and Faith are out training right now.” Giles said, as he put away the book.
* * *
“Hi-ya! Ra…” grunted Faith, as she punched and kicked the dummy.
“Faith, you’re doing it all wrong, do you really think that a vampire would just stay still like that dummy? Anticipate it’s moves, hit low, and don’t pause.” Wesley commanded.
“Is that the like, 7th time you told me that!?” Faith said in aggravation.
“Yes, because that was the 7th time you didn’t listen to me!” Wesley retorted. “Okay, okay, let’s take a break. And you’ll have to cover Buffy’s patrol locations, Giles called me a couple of hours ago, and he said that she’s going to check out some demon the Watcher’s Counsel notified Giles of.”
“Told Giles? I thought you were head watcher here or something?” Faith said, to rub it in.
“What? I…I suppose you’re right! Hold on for a second.” Then Wesley went into another room and called Giles. And as Faith giggled to herself hearing Wesley trying to tell off Giles, she opened out the window, and snuck out of Wesley’s house to do her patrolling.
* * *
“You know, I could do this by myself.” Buffy told Willow.
“No, what if you’re ambushed or something, and since Xander has to watch Oz, and Giles and Wesley are researching Taluk or whatever his name is, it’s my obligation to help you hunt down this guy. And besides, ER is a re-run tonight anyway.” Willow said, in her cute little voice.
“SHUT UP!!” yelled Buffy.
“What I do?” Willow asked, in a scared voice.
“It’s a re-run! I already set my VCR and all….DAMN! Now I’m gonna be taping over that Monica Lewinky interview with Barbara Walters with a re-run!” Buffy seemed surprisingly depressed. “Okay, where’s that Demon, now I’m pissed!”
Buffy and Willow walked up to the entrance of the closed church, they tried opening the door, and the back doors, but they were locked.
“Ugg. This is the 6th church we’ve tried, and satan-boy has touched even one of ‘em yet.” Buffy said with a groan.
“Don’t worry, he’ll show up sooner or later,” Willow said, almost wanting to see Buffy dicapitate it, like the last time, which secretly ‘gave her a happy’.
“HEY! YOU TWO! GET AWAY FROM MY CHURCH!” Screamed a voice from a window up top. “Who the hell are you to invade my privacy?
“I’m sorry sir, we were just--” Willow was interrupted.
“Go away!” The man said again
Willow and Buffy left without even giving it a thought.
“I wonder how big the pickle up his butt is?” Buffy asked, not expecting an answer.
* * *
“That’s strange.” Said Giles.
“What?” Wesley asked.
“It says here that the demons can take on human form.”
“Shape-shifters? How peculiar.” Wesley said, in a James Bond accent.
* * *
“Damn Buffy, always getting the fun stuff, while I check out these shitty graveyards!” Faith said, and continued to say as she walked from one graveyard to another. Just then she noticed a figure up ahead.
“Finally, some fresh dust!” Faith said to herself as she reached for a stake.
“You!” the figure said. He inhaled. “I smell goodness all around you, but I sense….I sense a seed, I sense an evil seed inside you, waiting to flower. Waiting to grow.”
Faith stopped in her tracks. “What the hell are you talking about? Faith then lunged the stake at his heart, and the figure knocked the stake out of her hand.
“I’m not a vampire, slayer.”
Faith tried to give him a high kick, but he ducked and kicked her leg, causing her to land on her stomach. He jumped on her back.
“You have such rage in you, I can feel it…I….need you to help find somebody, a….priest, he--” The stranger paused. He noticed the crucifix around Faith’s neck, and jumped back, as if thrown backwards. Faith jumped up, ready to pound his face in, but he was gone.
* * *
Buffy returned home from the pointless church-patrolling with Willow and walked in her house, with her mother asleep on the couch watching the last minutes of Conan.
Buffy got changed and fell asleep instantly on her bed. She started to dream.
* * *
“…No. She's not dead.” Xander protested.
“She's not breathing.” Angel said
“But if she drowned, uh, there's a shot! CPR!” Xander said, with a false hope in his eyes.
“You have to do it. I have no breath.” Angel responded, relinquishing the stress from him to Xander.
Xander took off his jacket and lays it over her. He kneels down by her face and looks at her a moment, then puts his mouth on hers and blows into her lungs. He lets go and begins to pump her chest. “C'mon. C'mon!” Xander chanted. “BREAAAAA-“
Time stopped. Xander froze with desperation on his face, Angel froze with his face of anticipation, and Buffy once again walked up to the frozen scene, and gazed down at the statue-like figures of her, Angel, and Xander. But at the corner of her eye, she noticed Ms. Calendar sitting up top on a pipe.
“The First Evil right? Why are you bringing me back here?” Buffy asked relatively calmly.
“To show you the truth.”
Time was beginning to unfreeze and Xander was once again trying to revive the dead Buffy. But nobody seemed to notice that the other Buffy was standing beside Xander. Then Buffy noticed The First Evil exhale a bunch a gray smoke that drifted down and entered the dead Buffy’s mouth.
After another moment Xander stops pumping. Angel believes the she’s lost. A second later Buffy opens her eyes wide and draws a breath. She lies still for a moment as she looks around with her eyes.
“Buffy!” Xander says with JOY!
She turns her head to the side and coughs out a bunch of water. Xander and Angel look at each other and smile. Xander puts his hand on Buffy's forehead and strokes it gently. She looks up at him, surprised to see him.
Xander replies “Easy. Easy.”
Buffy stands up and asks “The Master?”
Angel replies “He's gone up.” Buffy starts to go.
Xander stops her “No. You're still weak.” Buffy stops
“No. No, I feel strong. I feel different.” She looks back at them “Let's go!”
And as the three leave, the real Buffy glances up at the pipe, and The First Evil is gone.
* * *
Buffy is woken up by her alarm. She sits up in her bed in disbelief, trying to register what she went through in her dream; analyzing every second, every sensation, every truth.
* * *
“Did he try to kill you?” Giles interrogated.
Wesley coughed. “Excuse Mr. Giles, I believe I’m the one supposed to do the questioning.”
“No, he wanted me to help him find some priest guy.” Faith answered, completely ignoring Wesley.
“So lemme get this straight, he can take on human form?” Oz asked to clarify.
“Yes, he can be anyone he wants to.” Giles responded
“Hey, has anyone seen Buffy?” Xander asked. “I mean, isn’t this the guy she was supposed to kill or something?”
Willow answered. “I saw her leave school grounds at lunch, I don’t think she came back.”
* * *
Buffy opened the curtains and called out for Angel, he stepped out of a room, being cautious of where the sunlight was.
“Angel, she’s back.” Buffy said in a mono-toned voice.
“Who? Buffy who?” Angel asked, worried.
“Ms. Cal—I mean The First Evil.” Buffy paused, then continued. “I’ve been having dreams, and she showed me something, she showed…nevermind…” Buffy stopped.
“Showed you what? Buffy TELL ME!” Angel was getting angry.
“It’s nothing, I just came to see if you were alright, the last time she was here, you almost…you know.” Buffy hesitated to even remember what happened that night.
“I’ll be fine, she, or it, hasn’t talked to me.”
Buffy was surprised. Why did Ms. Calendar not contact Angel? Buffy was confused.
“Ummm, just, umm…be careful.” Were the last words Buffy said as she jetted out the door.
* * *
“Where the hell have you been?” Giles yelled.
“Cool it Giles, I just went to drop something off for Angel.” Buffy said, and the whole gang was shocked by Giles’ sudden outcry.
“Taluk attacked Faith last night.” Willow said.
“What? Are you okay?” Buffy asked Faith.
“Yup, dandy. Weren’t you supposed to have killed him last night?” Faith said, trying to make Buffy feel bad.
“Ummm, yeeeaaaaah, but…”
Wesley interrupted. “Do you know anything about this priest he wants to get a hold of?”
“Umm, a priest? No, I haven’t run into any…” Buffy stopped, and she and Willow looked at each other saying, “Him.”
“Him?” Xander asked.
“Last night, this psycho priest guy didn’t want us coming near the Church on SpruceHill.”
“I think I’ll go and pay Mr. Cranky a visit after school!” Buffy declared.
* * *
Straight after school Buffy went alone to the church and low and behold, it was locked. But there wasn’t anyone screaming through the window, so Buffy grabbed a rock and chucked it, ‘accidentally’ breaking that window.
“You STUPID child! I’ll come and kill you!” bellowed the all too familiar voice of Mr. Sunshine.
“HEY! Don’t you ever talk to me like that again! You piece of…” Buffy paused, remembering she has a job to do. “Hey, I know who’s after you!”
The priest had a shocked face.
“How do you…Come up.” Just then, the door opened by itself, and Buffy, disregarding her spidey-sense, decided to walk into the church. She closed the door, and walked up the only staircase in site, to a room with the priest sitting on a chair, waiting for her.
“Close the door.” The priest said.
“Why don’t you? You opened one for me.” Buffy said, trying to be a smart alec.
“Listen here you little…” Buffy closed the door, stopping him from finishing that sentence.
“Okay, listen here, I have to protect you because I’m Wonder Woman, and I can’t explain why because it’s a secret, so just follow me on blind faith and you’ll be safe from the demon.” Buffy said, as if reading it off a grocery list.
“Keep me safe? I can take care of my—“ He weighed the options in his head. “Okay Buffy. Where to?”
“Just follow…how’d you know my name?”
“WHERE to?” He demanded.
“This way.”
Buffy led him to the Library, keeping her eye completely on him.
* * *
It was almost dark, and Buffy and the Priest entered the library.
“So, now what?” Buffy asked.
The priest took a seat near Giles’ office.
“How about I get the oh-so-scary demon to the Library, now that we have what he wants, I think his ears will be open.” Faith said.
“Good idea Faith.” Said the Priest. “That’s a beautiful name.”
“How’d you know my name?” Faith asked in bewilderment.
“It’s his talent…go!” Buffy ordered.
Faith left in a hurry, to go get the demon.
* * *
Faith walked to the same place where she first encountered the demon, thinking of how to get his attention if he wasn’t there. She thought of a brilliant idea.
“YOOO-HOO! HEY DEMON!!! I’M HERE!! I NEED TO TALK TO YOU!!!!!!!”
“Ah yes, the slayer.” said a voice from behind her, Faith turned around.
“I found the priest you wanted.” said Faith.
“You did? Does he have a white streak in his hair?” asked Taluk.
“Yeah, and he’s good at playing the name-game.”
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