From: owner-buffyfic@lists.xmission.com (Buffyfic-digest) To: buffyfic-digest@lists.xmission.com Subject: Buffyfic-digest V2 #79 Reply-To: buffyfic@xmission.com Sender: owner-buffyfic@lists.xmission.com Errors-To: owner-buffyfic@lists.xmission.com Precedence: bulk Buffyfic-digest Saturday, March 28 1998 Volume 02 : Number 079 In this issue: BUFFYFIC: Hope (36/?) BUFFYFIC: "The Cure" (1/14) Re: BUFFYFIC: I NEED HELLMOUTH HELP!!!!!!! Re: BUFFYFIC: Homecoming - Prologue/? BUFFYFIC: The Ties That Bind (7/10) BUFFYFIC: Re: Buffyfic-digest V2 #78 BUFFYFIC: Cloaked In Darkness 1/? BUFFYFIC: BUUFYFIC: Cloaked In Darkness 2/? See the end of the digest for information on subscribing to the buffyfic or buffyfic-digest mailing lists and on how to retrieve back issues. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Sat, 28 Mar 1998 13:30:36 PST From: "Sara Barton" Subject: BUFFYFIC: Hope (36/?) Author: Sara B. Sara114@hotmail.com Rating: Varies...will be posted at beginning of each part. Disclaimer: Buffy the Vampire Slayer, its characters, yada yada yada belong to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, Sandollar, WB, and Fox.... I'm just borrowing them, (although I wish Angel was mine!) Everything else belongs to me! Author's note: This is your usual generic story. Angel is still good, so basically in my story surprise/innocence didn't happen. Willow and Oz are together, and Xander and Cordy are still hiding their secret utility closet rondevu's. This is going to be a long story, and will take some time so be patient with me. I'm not very good at story telling, so if this totally sucks and isn't read-worthy, just let me know.Oh yeah, and I want feedback, feedback, and more feedback. I don't care if it's good or bad, just tell me what you thought of it. Part 36 PG “Paging Mr. Giles. Mr. Rupert Giles. You have a telephone call,” a loud voice said over the intercom. Giles sprung to his feet and ran to the front desk. “I’m Rupert Giles,” he said quickly. The large, overweight man pointed to a phone. “Line 3.” Giles nodded and picked up the receiver. “Hello?” “Giles! It’s Buffy. We’ve got big problems.” Buffy explained what had happened, from the moment her and Hope left the hospital right up to this telephone call. “Oh....oh m..my. Sh-Sh-She rrripped it off?” Giles gulped, loosening the tie that had suddenly become extremely tight around his neck. “Yes, Giles. She ripped it off. I think Hope just fulfilled the fantasy of every American woman,” Buffy said. Giles felt largely uncomfortable, and changed the subject. The though of what Hope did to Marcus made him feel queasy. “S..so you say that she wasn’t in control of her body? “That’s what she told me. You should have seen her, Giles. She was raving mad. It was like someone else in Hope’s body.” Giles pondered this. “It may be a side effect of her transformation.” “Her transformation?” Buffy asked, confused. “Yes. If her slaying abilities are permanent, then she is going through a transformation, just like what you went through and what all the other slayers went through.” “Oh...okay. What if her abilities are temporary?” She asked. Giles took in a deep breath and was silent. “What is it? Is it bad?” He winced. Giles didn’t want to have to tell her this. He had hoped she wouldn’t ask, but since she did he couldn’t lie to her. “Yes, I’m afraid so. If her abilities are only temporary, then she might die when they leave her.” “What do you mean, she might die?!” Buffy exclaimed, feeling a little dizzy. The Watcher wiped the sweat from his brow. “A transformation takes a lot out of a person. Her body is going through some changes. If her abilities were to leave her, then her body might not be able to handle the immense stress that she would endure. The stress would kill her.” “Oh, no,” she whispered. Buffy tried to push the thought of Hope dying out of her mind. “If we are lucky, she won’t die. The transformation will be permanent, and she will be a slayer,” Giles said, trying to not make Buffy more upset than she already was. “But we can’t think about that right now. We need to think about how to rescue your mother.” Buffy nodded. “Your right. I’m sure by now she already knows all about who I am. How is she going to handle that? What if Angel kills her?” Buffy’s hands began to shake and her chin quivered. “What if Angel turns her into a vampire?! What if I never see my mother again?! What if I am forced to kill her if she is a vampire?!” She was starting to panic. Her mind was racing with horrible things Angel could do to Joyce. The thought of Angel hurting her mother made her sick. Buffy’s emotions were running wild. One moment she felt fine, the next she was in a frenzy. “Buffy, now is not the time to panic. You have to think clearly and rationally. Angel won’t kill your mother. I hate to say this, but right now she is the bait to lure you in.” When Buffy didn’t respond, he continued. “Listen, just try to relax. I will be there as soon as I can.” He said, and hung up the phone. < How are we ever going to do this? Hope is raging and Buffy is hysterical > He saw Xander who sat with his head resting in his hands. < Poor boy. He must be tired > Giles walked over to him. “Would you like me to take you home, Xander?” Giles asked. Xander looked at the old librarian, shaking his head. “No. I want to stay here.” Giles sighed. “Very well. I am going to Buffy’s house. Apparently she had a run in with Angel, and he has kidnapped her mother.” Xander stood up so quickly he almost knocked Giles over. “What? That bastard. I’m going with you.” “Xander, I don’t think--” Giles began, but stopped in mid sentence as Xander pushed him out of the way and out the doors of the lobby. Giles sighed again. “Teenagers,” he muttered, and followed the boy to the car. ***** A half an hour later, Giles walked up to Buffy’s front porch. He paused before knocking, feeling guilty for leaving Jenny, Willow, and Cordelia at the hospital. Xander walked up behind him. “What are you waiting for, G-man? Knock already,” Xander said. Giles glared at him with annoyance, and Xander shut his mouth. He knocked three times, and waited. The door opened, and Hope greeted them with a smile. “Hey guys,” she said. “Hey, Buffster,” Xander said, pushing his way in front of Giles. “Where’s Hope?” Someone poked him gently on the back and he turned around to face Buffy. “Hey Buffy.” He stopped, his eyes opening wide. He looked at the girl in front of him and again at the girl behind him. “WOAH! What is going on? Have I entered the Twilight Zone?” he asked, backing away. Buffy smiled at Hope. “Told you it would work.” Hope laughed. “I didn’t think they would buy it!” Xander and Giles, both incredibly confused, demanded an answer. “Who is who? And what is going on?” Buffy smiled. “I’m Buffy, and that’s Hope. How alike do we look?” Giles was amazed. “The resemblance is uncanny,” he said. “How did you do this?” “Let’s just say it was a fast hair cut and a quick dye job,” Buffy said. “I cut about two inches and lightened her hair, then I styled it just like I do mine. We dressed the same, so we now look alike.” “Except that I have to wear a pair of two inch black boots to make me taller,” Hope said, grinning. “Wow, two Buffy’s. This is my lucky day. Thank you God!” Xander exclaimed. Ignoring his rude comment, Buffy shut the front door. “Now, we have to get moving. I have stakes, holy water, and crosses,” she said, sitting on the couch. “Does everyone still have their stakes? Or did they fall off when we were hit?” She asked, referring to their car accident earlier. Giles and Xander nodded, while Hope re-strapped the stakes on her body. Both girls had tiny backpacks full of crosses and two small bottles of holy water. Buffy handed the two men each a large cross and a bottle of holy water. “Take these,” she ordered. “What is the plan?” Xander asked. “I’ll explain it on the way. Right now, we need to hurry before it is too late,” Buffy said, leading her three friends our of the house. “Hey Hope, I have a question,” Xander asked, hurrying down the steps of Buffy’s porch to catch up with the blond beauty. She turned to look at him. “What?” She asked. < He is so cute. No wonder why Cordelia likes him. She is so lucky > “Did you really rip off that guys ----” “XANDER!!!” Buffy and Giles scremed in usinson. He quickly snapped his jaw shut for the second time that evening. Hope leaned over and whispered in his ear. “Yes, but don’t worry...I only do it when I’m angry.” Grinning, she walked away, silently chucking to herself, while Xander stared at her in amazement. “That is one wild woman,” he said to himself, and followed them to the car. ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com - - ------------------------------ Date: Sat, 28 Mar 1998 18:39:10 From: Sarah Douglas Subject: BUFFYFIC: "The Cure" (1/14) DISCLAIMER: I don't own Buffy or any of the other wonderful characters in the Buffyverse. I am using them without the permission of the people who do own them who are not going to sue me because I am not making any money off this. Joss Whedon, WB, Mutant Enemy, Kusui and Sandollar own the Buffy characters. DISTRIBUTION: Just ask. RATING: Probably PG FEEDBACK: I would love to know what you all think of this. Please send me feedback. Pretty please. SUMMARY: Okay, well this takes place while Ms. Calendar is still alive, but Angel is evil, so probably Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered. It's another "Angel gets his soul back" story which I wrote to convince myself that Angel could be good again. It's kind of long and I'm sorry about that you all. Well, enough with the talk, on with the show. The Cure (1/14) He had waited for this moment all day. The anitsipation had been sending shivers up his spine since he woke up in mid afternoon and hadn't been able to get back to sleep. He looked down at his victim. Today, he'd chosen a girl, he guessed she was about 14 years old. he saw the fear in her eyes and he began to smile, his yellowish teeth protruding. Suddenly, he clutched his chest. He made little gasping noises. Angel felt a pain like he felt the night his soul left. The girl ran off. Angel fell to the ground. He stayed there for about ten minutes. Then he got up, all the pain gone. "Wierd." ********************* Jenny Calendar was not having a good week. She's been numb to all feelings except this overwhelming guilt. Her thoughts wandered over the recent events and drifted over to the staff meeting yesterday. She had hoped against hope that Rupert would talk to her, htat he would forgive her and they could be friends. She missed him so much. Jenny pulled into the parking lot and headed for the school. As she approached the faculty lounge she prayed that Rupert would be in there. She crossed her fingers for luck and went in. He wasn't there. She sighed, then she smiled. The thought that Rupert would leave his books to come to the staff room and socialize almost made her laugh. Rupert was not really a people person. Suddenly, the bell rang and Jenny realized that she had to get to class. She hurried to the classroom. When she entered she saw the auburn head of her favourite student staring at a computor screen. Jenny was surprised to see Willow. Every calss since they had found out that she was actually Janna, Willow had had an excuse slip signed by Rupert. maybe they were going to forgive her. She went over to talk to Willow. "Hi Willow," Ms. Calendar said brightly. "Hi," Willow responded coldly. Then again, maybe not. "How are you? How is everyone?" Jenny asked. "We'll be fine," Willow responded. Jenny understood what that meant. It meant they weren't fine yet, but they didn't need or want her help. "Okay Willow. Let me know if I can help," Jenny said and went back to her desk. << I hate this >> Jenny thought << the people that became my closest friends will barely speak to me. Rupert avoids me like the plague. And it's all my fault. >> Jenny thought about how much heartache she had caused for Buffy, how she had alienated everyone she cared about. << Or killed >> she thought, thinking of her uncle. << What can I do? >> she wondered. She looked ober at Willow, her favourite student who now would barely speak to her. << I've got to find a way to bring Angel back. >> - - ------------------------------ Date: Sat, 28 Mar 1998 19:57:16 -0500 (EST) From: Gubs Subject: Re: BUFFYFIC: I NEED HELLMOUTH HELP!!!!!!! On Fri, 27 Mar 1998, Sara Barton wrote: > I really need help!!! (No, not psychiactric help!) if I recall the masters lair consisted of a natural looking cavern with tons of stalctimites and stalacmites. there are pools of water on the ground and a large cross hanging on the wall. The are is generally open with a few pillars scattered around. And the hellmouth when it opened was under the library not in the lair at all. - - ------------------------------ Date: Sat, 28 Mar 1998 20:18:08 EST From: GothGirl77 Subject: Re: BUFFYFIC: Homecoming - Prologue/? In a message dated 98-03-27 20:16:43 EST, you write: << it was very good, want more more more more more more =o) ~Mindy >> I second that! You must write more! ~Nastassia~ Who is not to proud to beg when it comes to good fanfic! - - ------------------------------ Date: Sun, 29 Mar 1998 00:36:32 EST From: Anexsin Subject: BUFFYFIC: The Ties That Bind (7/10) Title: The Ties That Bind (7/10) Author: Melinda Frango Email Addy: Anexsin@aol.com Rating: PG Spoiler: All episodes before Passion. Feedback: Greatly appreciated. Distribution: Sure, but ask first. Disclaimer: Buffy and the gang belong to Joss Whedon, the WB, etc. Only the story is mine, and whatever characters never seen or mentioned on the show. Summary: Buffy and the gang get help from an unexpected source in restoring Angel's soul. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* That night, Buffy, Caitlin, and the rest of the gang met up in the park at 8:00 as planned, where they began setting up the ritual. "Are you sure he's going to come?" Buffy asked glancing around nervously. "Trust me, he'll come," Caitlin assured. "Okay, let's set up the candles over there," Caitlin suggested, while pointing to a small clearing set back a little behind a large tree. Jenny took the sack she had been carrying off her shoulder, which contained the candles, and set it on the ground. Willow, Xander, and Cordelia began gathering the candles and arranging them in a circle, in the spot Caitlin pointed out. "You guys can hide in those bushes over there beside the clearing, and I'll be up in this tree," Caitlin offered. "I'll get him by the tree and..." Buffy started. "And I'll take care of the rest," Caitlin finished. "As soon as I have his attention, all of you get the larger circle formed around the ring of candles," Caitlin informed them. "Is there anything other then forming the circle we need to do?" Willow questioned. "Yes, it's extremely important that the circle is not broken in any way. Which means your hands must be joined at all times, until it's finished," Caitlin explained. "Why?" Xander asked confused. "Because, if we are all joined the pull will be concentrated inside the circle. If the circle is to be broken in anyway, that very same pull could attract something outside the circle we don't want," Giles added. Caitlin smiled. "I see you've read the book." "Yes. Yes it-it was quite fascinating material." "I can feel him near," Caitlin said abruptly. "Let's get into our places," she ordered. The others scurried to obey, and kneeled down behind the bushes Caitlin had pointed out earlier. "You know what to do?" Caitlin asked Buffy. Buffy nodded and swallowed nervously. "This is it," were Caitlin's parting words after giving Buffy a reassuring hug. Then she climbed up into the large tree out of site. ~*~*~*~*~*~* Buffy was sitting on a swing, lightly swaying when Angelus approached minutes later. "Well if it isn't my darling Buffy," he greeted. "What do you care?" Buffy asked coldly, pushing down her nervousness. "Oh, I care. I don't just pick any girl to become my obssesion. They have to be special to me," Angelus smirked. "I'm touched by your devotion. Almost really," she retorted, and began walking towards the designated tree. Angelus followed. "I just need some information, and then I'll leave you and your friends alone for tonight. Tomorrow's a different story," Angelus stated. "Sorry, I don't know the secret on how to go to hell. But don't worry I'm sure you'll find it," Buffy quipped. Angelus laughed. "You are quite humorous. Actually, I heard something interesting." "Oh really?" Buffy arched an eyebrow. "Yes, I hear there's a new girl in town. You wouldn't happen to know where I can find her, do you?" he asked. "As a matter of fact, I do." Buffy and Angleus were now standing under the tree. "You want to meet her?" "That might prove interesting. Where is she?" Buffy smiled slyly at him and he was momentarily taken back with confusion. That moment of confusion cost him when he was hit by something above. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Caitlin was a blur of motion when she leaped from an extending branch up towards the top of the tree and pounced on him, knocking him to the ground. Caitlin loomed over him. "Remember me?" Caitlin asked anger playing over her features. Angelus' eyes widened in disbelief, and before he could answer or react, her fist lunged out and connected solidly with his jaw. He jumped up quickly and backed away from her, rubbing his jaw in pain and slipping into his game face. "Caitlin! Little sister, your supposed to be dead," Angelus greeted. "Yeah, well you didn't do as good of a job as you thought," Caitlin threw back. "Now!" she yelled to the others. Before Angelus could find out what was going on Caitlin came after him again distracting him from finding out what they were doing and running off. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* The others quickly came out of their hiding place and were greeted by Buffy. They began to form the circle around the already existing one of candles. The grasped each others hands tightly and waited. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* "You killed them all, you bastard!" Caitlin screamed at him. She kicked him hard in the stomach, which caused him to stumble back, closer to the circle. "You're going to join them!" he growled. "I doubt it," she informed him. Caitlin spun around and delivered a kick to the side of his head, blood began to seep down the side of his vampire visage, but Caitlin could care less. Angelus was weakening and this was the chance she was waiting for. She kicked him again, this time in the shin, which brought him to his knees. Caitlin then grabbed his head and brought her knee up to connect with his head, which landed him right into the middle of the circle. Caitlin quickly rose her arm and the candles ignited. She kept lifting her arm higher and higher, causing the flames to expand and rise, creating a wall of flames alloing no escape. The wind had also picked up creating a eerily howling sound. Caitlin quickly lowered her arm and grabbed Buffy and Giles hands completeing the circle. She closed her eyes and began chanting words that seemed foreign to the others. "No!" Angelus screamed, but his protests were cut off by the roaring of the flames. What felt like an eternity later, which in reality had only been a few minutes, Caitlin's chanting died. The wind returned to normal, and the fire from the candles was no more, but there in the center layed an unconscious Angel. "Did it work?" Cordelia asked, breaking the silence. The group let go of each others hands, and watched silently as Caitlin stepped towards the unconscious vampire. "We'll have to wait and see," was her answer. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* End of part 7........to be continued. - - ------------------------------ Date: Sun, 29 Mar 1998 00:50:26 EST From: Klutz454 Subject: BUFFYFIC: Re: Buffyfic-digest V2 #78 unsubsribe - - ------------------------------ Date: Sat, 28 Mar 1998 22:05:08 PST From: "Aurelia Destiny" Subject: BUFFYFIC: Cloaked In Darkness 1/? TITLE: Cloaked In Darkness AUTHOR: Princess Destiny (princessdestiny@hotmail.com) SUMMARY: Things are not exactly what they seem when Giles finds an ancient diary, with news of the death of the Slayer. A new girl comes to Sunnydale and things start to go crazy, Angel is jealous because Buffy has a boyfriend and The Master gets a nasty surprise... It is naturally a Buffy/Angel Romance story, cause I'm a hopeless romantic! Although it starts off a bit rocky, but I assure you they will end up together in this one! RATING: PG. TIME PERIOD: Hmm, well since we have only seen up till 'Prophesy Girl' here in Australia But I HAVE read the scripts for the rest of them...Okay, say just after the 'Angel' episode and we'll leave it at that! THANK-YOUS: To all who helped me edit this! FEEDBACK: PLEASE! I love to hear from people! DISTRIBUTION: Ask me first, I'll say yes anyway, but I want to know where it is going. DISCLAIMER: Buffy, Angel and the others are the property of Joss Whedon. Gabriella and any others I add later on are Mine, Mine, Mine! This is my first try at a Buffy fic so don't be too harsh, comments and suggestions or even praise for my lovely story are very welcome! ************************ CLOAKED IN DARKNESS ************************ ***PART 1: JEALOUSY*** Chapter 1: The Calm Before the Storm The Street lights went by in a blur, reflecting off of the glass windows as the bus crawled at a respectable speed through the town. Inside the bus was black, only a few snores and people muttering in their sleep, revealed that anyone was within except for the silent driver. His eyes swept the road for the stop sign and he spotted it a few meters from the end of the next street. He sighed and looked into the rear-view mirror at the girl sitting in the first row to the right. If he turned his head slightly he could look at her pale features from the corner of his eye. She was beautiful and his mind had been on nothing but her since the bus had started its trip from New York. She had stepped up and given him a sweet smile before taking her seat, watching all the other passengers as they, too, entered the bus. Her long dark hair was gorgeous, glossy and silken and just waiting for someone to run their hands through it. And her eyes, like emeralds, were dark green with dark lashes surrounding them. Her skin was white, like fine porcelain and her lips a natural red. He doubted she had ever needed to use makeup in her life. Her clothes were expensive, he could see at a glance, having seen many people getting onto his bus over the years. It occurred to him briefly to wonder why a lovely young girl, with obviously expensive taste, would be catching a bus to her destination when she could obviously afford to catch a plane...or a limo. He chuckled humorously, risking a slight glance over his shoulder at her sleeping face, so peaceful against the stained and worn red of the bus seat. The stop sign came closer and he slowed the bus. After a quick look at all the other sleeping people he got out of his seat and walked slowly towards her. He had intended to wake her gently, perhaps with soft endearment, his wife would never know...but when he had taken but one step towards her, her eyes flashed open, wide awake and without the slightest trace of sleep in their green depths. He paused, embarrassed, and saw a wariness in her eyes as she stared at him for a moment. Then her eyes softened and she smiled that sweet curving of the lips that he had not been able to forget since she entered his vehicle. "We’ve arrived, I didn’t want to startle you, or wake the others." He whispered almost nervously, wondering if those eyes had seen the flush enter his cheeks and the look of guilt in his eyes. A spark of laughter entered her face. She got fluidly to her feet and shrugged her shoulders lightly, trying to get the sleepiness out of her limbs. "Thank you, I enjoyed the ride." she said. A shiver went down his spine at the sound of her voice, he felt as if he would melt into a puddle as she stepped past him and descended the steps to the sidewalk. He saw her look around curiously, and then she turned slightly to looked back at him as he slid into the driver’s seat again. "Will you be all right? It’s a dangerous place here, I’ve heard stories..." he hesitated as she frowned slightly, stepping closer to the bus to peer in at him. A slender hand reached up to grasp the side of the door and he felt a sudden urge to take back his words and smooth the frown from her delicate face. "What stories?" she asked. He repressed the shudder that went through his body at the musical sound of her voice and tried to control his wandering mind enough to answer her question. "Ah...not much, just rumors you understand. They say this is the ‘Murder Capital’, people end up dead, especially the tourists" he told her in a low conspiratorial voice as someone stirred in the bus and a child started to whine about food. The girl released the door and severed her last link to the bus driver and his life. He felt it almost physically, she was so beautiful and he wanted to keep her there longer but knew he had a deadline to deliver all his passengers to their destinations. "I can take care of myself, I lived in New York remember?" she said softly, a laugh in her tone. He smiled foolishly at her as he started the bus again. She stepped back so as not to get in the way of the bus and he stared at her as if seeing a vision, feeling that something was not right. The moon shone down giving her skin an unearthly glow and her long dark hair blew lightly around her slender frame like a cloak. She raised her arms and hugged herself lightly, a farewell smile on her face and he closed the door on her, pulling away. She looked after the bus as it went slowly down the street and stopped at a light, then the light changed and the bus continued on faster until it was out of sight. She sighed a little, almost a whisper of breath and then looked around her, starting to walk the way the bus had gone. The breeze was cool and she wondered if she should have worn more appropriate clothes, her designer grey skirt just reached her knee’s and her top was light blue silk. The soft grey leather half-boots she wore did little to cover her legs and only her long hair kept her top half warm as it swirled around her in the wind. The night was lonely, but the moon was absolutely beautiful and she could not help but stare longingly at it as she walked along. She was so intent on the sky that when a bunch of teenagers ran past her, she was almost knocked over. "What a babe!" one guy said as he glanced over his shoulder to see who they had barreled past, the other guys looked back but then they grabbed the first guy and they continued on. "Yeah, she is! But we’ve gotta get to the ‘Bronze’ before the band starts!" their voices faded away as they ran and soon so did their hard footsteps. She sighed and ran a hand unconsciously through her hair, then smoothed her skirt down. She had to find a hotel or something and get some sleep before the sun came up. *************************************** The girl screamed again and Buffy gritted her teeth, silently willing the girl to shut up. Her eyes clashed with the vampire’s yellow one’s in a deadly struggle as each looked for an opening to attack. It would have helped, of course, if the vampire and Buffy weren’t in a sort of stalemate, each had a hand about the other’s throat. She was seriously pissed off at the male vampire for ruining her night and her glaring green eyes told him so. Her grip tightened and his did simultaneously, Buffy started to see stars and tried to get her other hand free from his. The long claws merely dug into her flesh harder and she gasped involuntarily. She kicked at him and he grunted with pain as it connected with his ribs. He snarled and bared his fangs as a wicked smile covered his face and he lifted her slightly from the ground. Buffy choked and saw the girl crawling rapidly away, only to run into the legs of another vampire, who was amused to see the slayer in such a weakened position and had forfeited dinner to watch the entertainment. "Going somewhere my Dear?" the second vampire purred. Grabbing the girl by the hair and holding her up by it. She screamed in pain and struggled futilely, eventually fainting. "I...really...wish..." Buffy panted as she kicked again at the vampire holding her up. Her neck muscles threatened to give way and she bit her lips as darkness entered the edges of her vision. "...they would LEARN..." She gave an especially hard kick to his solar plexus and the vampire was the one to gasp with pain this time, his grip loosening enough for Buffy to struggle free. She fell back to the ground and her eyes narrowed dangerously as she rubbed at the skin of her bruised neck. Buffy leapt to her feet and grabbed the stake she had dropped when he grabbed her. She roundhouse kicked his face and he spun backwards. "...Not to..." Another kick to his face and a few rapid punches, then she thrust the stake through his heart. He turned to dust in seconds and she spun at the ready. The second vampire looked a lot less amused as she raised the stake and leapt at him. He flew back and she staked him before he could get back on his feet. Buffy returned the stake to the back of her mini-skirt and leaned down to check the unconscious girl. "...piss a Slayer off, especially when she has a hot date!" Buffy finished triumphantly. The girl started to come around and Buffy helped her to her feet, explaining that they had been attacked by gang members. She seemed to accept it and took off without a word, too terrified to even thank Buffy for apparently ‘running off’ the ‘gang members’. "Geez, so much for gratitude, but that’s two less blood suckers." Buffy muttered as she straightened her dress and walked back out of the alley she had been passing before she heard the girl’s scream. "You’d think girls these days would have more sense than to go into a dark alley with a strange guy!" Buffy threw up her hands in disgust and continued on to the ‘Bronze’ and her date with Dwayne. She didn’t usually go for the football type, but he was nice and she was hoping to make Angel jealous, if nothing else. It was a month since she last talked to him. Though she constantly felt his eyes on her wherever she went, he never appeared and she had given up trying to speak to him. It just wasn’t meant to be, a vampire and a Slayer and he WAS 241 years old. Way to old for her, she convinced herself, she was only 16 after all. Dwayne was waiting upstairs and Buffy was pleasantly surprised to see a warmth enter his eyes when he saw her. He got to his feet and gave her a hug, not even mentioning the fact she was 20 minutes late for a date. "What a guy" she muttered dryly, not so sure if she should take his disinterest in her lateness as a compliment. "Well, well, so Buffy finally decided to turn up. Are you sure you want someone as...absent-minded as her as a girlfriend Dwayne? And that hair, you could have at least done your hair Buffy." Cordelia’s sarcastic voice clearly heard even over the loud music and Buffy’s hands flew to her hair in defense, finding that most of it had fallen from her ponytail in the struggle with the vampire. "You fight the un-dead each night and see how YOUR hair looks." Buffy muttered darkly under her breath, glaring as she rapidly fixed her hair and Cordelia watched with a snobby expression on her face. Dwayne but an arm around Buffy’s shoulders and smiled down at her softly, touching a blonde curl as it lay against her check. "I love your hair, messy or not." Dwayne told her and she smiled back, her eyes sparkling as he leaned in to give her a kiss. Buffy heard Cordelia snort un-lady-like, but they both ignored her. She leaned back and her eyes caught a slight movement in the corner of the room. "The world is coming to an end! Buffy is hanging with the same group as I am!" Cordelia glared accusingly upward for a moment as if waiting for some hint that it was all just a big mistake. Buffy didn’t hear her and Cordelia left, unnoticed, a second later, muttering about losers. A shiver went through Buffy and she knew only one guy could get that reaction out of her without her even seeing him. Angel. And even from the other side of the room she could feel his anger. He was jealous and a smile touched her lips before she could stop it. He was watching her but even her sharp eyes could only pick up the faintest outline of his form as he stood in the shadows. Buffy lifted her chin and deliberately turned her back on him. She looked at her date instead and contemplated his cute features. He was as light as Angel was dark, short hair as blonde as Buffy’s own and light blue eyes. He was good-looking, but not as good-looking as Angel, Buffy thought dreamily. She shook her head abruptly and focused on Dwayne as he asked her if she wanted a drink. She nodded and he got up from the table. Her eyes followed him and she looked at his muscled body absently, more muscle than she usually liked, but that was football players for you. It made her wonder if she was really serious about dating. She took her feelings out and examined them, ignoring the music and conversation of all Dwayne’s friends as they talked and laughed around her. Her feeling for Dwayne were, friendship only, as much as she wanted to feel more, there was only one person who could make her heart race. Buffy looked over her shoulder and towards the shadows but her senses told her that Angel was gone. She turned back with a sigh and gasped as she saw Angel sitting across the table from her. Staring with burning eyes.... ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com - - ------------------------------ Date: Sat, 28 Mar 1998 22:06:23 PST From: "Aurelia Destiny" Subject: BUFFYFIC: BUUFYFIC: Cloaked In Darkness 2/? TITLE: Cloaked In Darkness AUTHOR: Princess Destiny (princessdestiny@hotmail.com) SUMMARY: Things are not exactly what they seem when Giles finds an ancient diary, with news of the death of the Slayer. A new girl comes to Sunnydale and things start to go crazy, Angel is jealous because Buffy has a boyfriend and The Master gets a nasty surprise... It is naturally a Buffy/Angel Romance story, cause I'm a hopeless romantic! Although it starts off a bit rocky, but I assure you they will end up together in this one! RATING: PG. TIME PERIOD: Hmm, well since we have only seen up till 'Prophesy Girl' here in AustraliaBut I HAVE read the scripts for the rest of them...Okay, say just after the 'Angel' episode and we'll leave it at that! THANK-YOUS: FEEDBACK: PLEASE! I love to hear from people! DISTRIBUTION: Ask me first, I'll say yes anyway, but I want to know where it is going. DISCLAIMER: Buffy, Angel and the others are the property of Joss Whedon. Gabriella and any others I add later on are Mine, Mine, Mine! This is my first try at a Buffy fic so don't be too harsh, comments and suggestions or even praise for my lovely story are very welcome! ************************ CLOAKED IN DARKNESS ************************ Chapter 2: Loosing The Slayer "Angel! What are you doing here?" Buffy demanded, looking for Dwayne with anxious eyes, if he came back and found Angel with her... "I come here every night, you know that" Angel said, his voice low, almost accusing. Buffy snorted, much as Cordelia had earlier. Angel was in no mood for games however and his eyes told her that, they seemed to burn a hole into her with their angered intensity. "Well you can go sit somewhere else, I’m with Dwayne" she told him and turned away with feigned disinterest, a low growl came from Angel and she pretended not to hear it. "Who is he? Does he know about you?" Angel demanded and Buffy turned back with a sweet smile, leaning in slightly towards him over the table. "Maybe" she taunted. Angel clenched his fists, visibly fighting for control and Buffy felt a thrill of fear and excitement at causing such a strong reaction. Angel pretended to be indifferent, but it was obvious to her that he was anything but...and the danger she sensed from Angel made her reckless. "He’s my boyfriend if you must know, so go away, he’ll be back any moment!" Buffy said with a sugary tone. Angel leaned forward also, seeming about to deliver some scathing retort but then he got to his feet and towered over her. "It won’t last." he said with a slight smile. They both watched as Buffy’s fingernails scraped strips of wood out of the surface of the table. She realized what she had done and turned away abruptly, furious that he had gotten to her so easily. Something thumped onto the table and she spun to face Angel angrily only to see that it was Dwayne back with the drinks. He saw her face and held up his hands mock-frightened. Buffy flushed and toyed with the straw in her coke. "What’s got you so angry, did I do something?" he joked and Buffy forced a smile to her face, though her eyes remained furious. "No, not you. Just..." she was interrupted as Cordelia stormed over to their table, her eyes annoyed. "Buffy, what did you say to Angel about me? I tried to talk to him and he just brushed right past me. ME!" she ranted at Buffy. The blonde sighed, Dwayne looking slightly confused until Cordelia left. "Who’s Angel?" he wanted to know. Buffy twisted the straw almost viciously, her thoughts again on the vampire who infuriated her as much as he made her heart leap with excitement at his presence. "No one. Just someone we both know, just...an acquaintance." Buffy said with a bright smile and took a sip of her drink while Dwayne talked about his last football game. Angel watched from the shadows again, baring his sharp teeth in fury. He was so angered that he had gone vampire. His eyes burned into Buffy’s back, her words echoing tauntingly in his mind. ‘No one’. His hands clenched, the nails biting sharply into his hands until blood was almost drawn. ‘Just someone we both know, just...an acquaintance’. He felt like breaking things, and even worse he felt like hurting the blonde guy Buffy was with. Sinking his fangs in and...he shook his head abruptly and his human face came back as he forced himself to relax. Buffy had made him this angry and Angel admitted he WAS jealous, she had a boyfriend now and wanted Angel out of her life. Well that was what she would get, he thought as he made his way unnoticed past her table and down the stairs to where he could see Xander and Willow talking and laughing together. They looked up and Willow smiled in welcome, though the look on Xanders face couldn’t possibly have been less inviting. "Hi Angel." She saw his face and the smile faded as he stood there and looked at them broodingly, something unreadable in his dark eyes. "Oh, you saw Buffy huh?" Willow said sadly, knowingly. Xander’s grin was tight, torn between relief that Buffy and Angel were no longer friends, and depression at the fact that she was now upstairs with another guy. "Yes" Angel said shortly, forcing a smile to his face and holding out a hand to Willow. "Care to dance?" he asked her, she smiled and put her hand in his. Willow ignored the daggered look her friend was giving her, sick of his comments about ‘dead boy’ as he called Angel regularly now. "Sure, nothing’s happening around here." she said innocently and was happily swept off by the gorgeous vampire, fervently hoping that Xander would be jealous. "In an alternate universe" she muttered as she put her arms around Angel and wondered if Buffy would be angry if she saw Willow dancing with the dark-haired vampire, especially to such a slow song. "So Angel..." Willow trailed off as she leaned back to look at his face and saw he was staring up at where Buffy and Dwayne could be seen. "You know, when you ask a girl to dance, it’s traditional to pay attention to her...maybe some light conversation?" Willow suggested lightly. Angel looked down at her, taking his eyes from Buffy for a moment. A rueful expression crossed his face and Willow suddenly wondered if it had been such a good idea to have a hunk like Angel giving her his full attention. He was so gorgeous, Willow found herself gaping like a fool at his face and looked down quickly. "You’re right, Willow." Angel’s voice came near her ear and she almost shivered, glancing up in shock, wondering vaguely if he could read minds. "I should be paying you more attention." he continued with a slight smile and Willow breathed easier, it had freaked her to think he knew she thought he was good-looking. Oh, Buffy, I could steal him away from you Willow told herself and almost stumbled to a halt at the un-Willow-like thoughts. "Willow?" Angel asked her and realized he had said something. She smiled brightly and met his dark eyes. "Yes?" she almost squeaked but he didn’t seem to notice, his eyes were again on Buffy and Dwayne, who were dancing slowly upstairs. "Do you think she’s serious about him?" Angel said almost under his breath and Willow felt suddenly protective of him, she smiled widely and flapped a hand nonchalantly. "Nah, it’s a faze" she assured him. Angel looked broodingly at the couple till the song ended, then he took her back to her seat and Xander. Willow was pleased to see that Xander was frowning like a thunderclap and her heart leapt. Angel sat down beside her and stared into space, his eyes dark and thoughtful. "What’s up vamp-man, can’t take the competition?" Xander asked laughingly and Angel’s eyes darkened even more as he swiftly glanced at Xander. Xander immediately realized his mistake and held up his hands as if to keep off the angry vampire. "Okay, sorry sorry. Bad joke" Xander muttered, turning away. Willow looked at him disapprovingly and Xander met her eyes almost guiltily. Willow turned back to apologize for Xander but saw the seat next to her was empty. A quick look around the room revealed nothing and she wondered where he had gone to in such a hurry. "Dead boy sure moves fast, I’ll give him that" Xander said happily and Willow sighed. ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com - - ------------------------------ End of Buffyfic-digest V2 #79 ***************************** To subscribe to buffyfic or buffyfic-digest, send the command subscribe buffyfic-digest or subscribe buffyfic to majordomo@xmission.com. You will need to go through a confirmation process, and the listowners have to manually approve your subscription request, so it may take some time. Back issues of this digest can be found at: ftp://ftp.xmission.com/pub/lists/buffyfic/archive/ Dalton Spence has also provided an index of the buffyfic archive at: http://www.hwcn.org/~ag775/BUFFYFIC.HTM For help, contact Jill Kirby (jtkirby@mcs.com) or sah (romana@mindspring.com)