Chelsea
01-24-2004, 08:29 PM
Writer: Me
Rating: Umm, that is undecided, but so far its only PG (U)
Alright, this is a Buffy and Angel crossover, takes place during Season 2 of Angel.
I had a hard time with thinking of a title, if you have a better one you can PM me and suggest one. (:
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She sat still; the quiet often calmed her, although thoughts still whirled through her distressed mind. She had a vivid dream the night before, her distant love had been there, tall and brooding, a look of anguish upon his solemn face. She tried to speak to him, she yelled, but to no avail. A blonde vampire had noticed the slayer’s panic, and thrived upon it as the long splintered stake in her hand retracted and stabbed Angel in the chest. His heart had been punctured, and Buffy could only watch as her beloved Angel turned to dust, it had all happened so fast, although him turning to dust was taking place in a surreal state of slow motion. The blonde vampire’s face finally came into full view, Darla. She laughed manically, her face was transformed into the beast she was, Buffy had jolted awake just after Darla’s face had been revealed, and was now lying in her bed, completely shaken and unbelieving. It had all seemed so real, the images flashing through her head, and she could hear Angel’s outcry again and again. The whole time she hadn’t been able to save him, why? A normal nightmare, perhaps…but she knew that some of her dreams weren’t always just dreams. The dream left her distraught. She hated the feeling that she couldn’t save someone, powerless and incapable as an innocent had died. Innocent, she laughed. Angel was far from it, she knew what he had done in the past, she shook her head at the thought, he was good, and she loved him. Buffy glanced around the room, glad she hasn’t spoken the words aloud, not that it would have mattered since there was no one around. Angel had moved to L.A. around a year and a half ago, and she still hadn’t gotten over him leaving. Distressed with the way her thoughts were going she climbed out of bed slowly, glancing at the clock – 4:00 a.m. “Great, another night where I only get 2 hours of sleep.” She noted.
She slowly dragged herself out of the room, wondering what she would do about the problem at hand. Being around Angel was dangerous, she knew what happened when they got too close, and didn’t want to risk that, but she didn’t want to risk Angel getting hurt – let alone getting killed. The inevitable was at hand, and she had to…
** Hour later, the Magic Shop**
“I’m going to L.A.” Buffy announced.
Willow blinked sleepily, and replied through a yawn “What, why? Its so early.”
“I had a dream last night, Angel was involved.”
“Did this have anything to do with being naked? ‘Cause if it did, I have to say BAD idea.” Xander added.
Buffy glared at Xander and gave the group a harsh “No, nothing like that…Darla was there too, she killed him.”
The group all glanced at each other with a few worried glances.
Giles looked at her through his glasses, which had slid down to the tip of his nose…as he adjusted them with his index finger he said, “Well, that is a problem. Do you believe it is a prophecy?”
“I don’t know.” She whispered.
“I thought Darla was all—poof.” Xander noted.
“She is.” Giles replied.
“Well, Angel came back, what makes you think she couldn’t either?” Buffy asked.
“That’s true, but you know what kind of power that takes, Angel is on the road to redemption, Darla is evil, and I don’t understand why the Powers that Be would want her back.” Willow added.
“It might not be the Powers that Be, it could be someone that wants Angel out of the way, they have a long and dark past together, it would be the easiest way.” Giles included.
Buffy sighed, “We’re getting no where with all these ‘what if’s’ its simple, I have to go, see if she’s back, and if so…I have to kill her.”
“Want some backup?” Willow asked with some question in her voice.
“No, this is a one person job.” She said as she walked to the door.
“Wait, shouldn’t we call them? Give them a heads up?” Willow asked
“No” Buffy said vehemently
“Why not? Wouldn’t it be best, what if they are out on a case?” willow questioned.
"Will—this is hard enough, you know how Angel gets when I am around him these days, he would just get all nervous knowing I was coming and probably lock himself in soe room and brood about it.” Buffy replied.
“Okay, well, be safe.” Willow added with some caution in her voice.
“This is not a good idea Buffy, its crazy, I don’t want us getting a call to tell us that Angelus is back because you two couldn’t keep your clothes on.” Xander mentioned.
“Xander—stop it, this isn’t your problem, its mine, and I intend to solve it.”
**L.A.- later that day**
Darla rests on a couch in Angel’s office, a stake in hand. “I just want to die Angel, I’m going insane, everything we did, the people we killed, it hurts so much, I used to be happy…or at least pleasured, I used to not feel this way, I used to love to be alive…or well, undead. This stake is looking inviting, I’d rather be back in Hell.”
“Darla! You’re human, you can’t just end it that way” Angel replied.
“Why not? Because you have wanted to be human for a long while, so you and your little Buffy can be together? It makes me sick! I don’t care about you, I will damn well kill myself if I want to, you don’t know how it is!”
**Hotel entrance**
Buffy walks into the hotel, her blonde hair highlighted from the sun, she looks around for Angel, yelling echoes from Angel’s office and distracts her from her searching, she runs torward Angel’s office.
Angel grabs Darla and shakes her. “I have a soul, I think I know!”
As Angel says that Buffy bursts through the door. Buffy’s eyes grow wide in shock, unbelieving that Darla was already there. Her slayer mode takes over and she jumps in ready to attack Darla, her arm drawn back, stake in hand, she lunges in to stake the blonde ex-vampire when she is stopped by…Angel’s hand.
“What are you doing?” Buffy yells.
“Buffy, don’t stake her.” Angel remarks.
Buffy’s face grows pale; she steps back from Angel shaking and in shock. No. Her mind races as she looks on her loved one, he was either insane or he had reverted back to Angelus. She hoped he hadn’t, she couldn’t go through the pain of losing him again. Angel stepped toward Buffy, putting an arm out to try and comfort her.
“Don’t touch me!” Buffy exclaimed.
“What is going on?” Angel asks.
“You’re soul?”
“Still intact, what is happening Buffy?”
“I was about to ask you the same thing.”
“She’s human” he bluntly replied.
“Huh?” she took steps back, staring at the other blonde girl on the couch.
“She’s human, Wolfram and—well, she was brought back and now she is human.”
Wesley unknowing of the circumstances walks to the door, “Angel, we are back, we found the—Buffy?”
Cordelia looks at Buffy, her face turns into a puzzled grimace, “What is going on here, and why are you so white Buffy, oh god are you a vampire?”
After a minutes pause, Buffy finally said, “No, I came to help.”
Cordelia stared blankly at Wesley, Gunn was still staring at Buffy, his face showed that he didn’t fully understand what was happening, he glanced around at the faces all with different grimaces, his uncomfortable mood was easily seen, and he decided to take the easy way out and blurted “Uh, I’ll be in here.”
Angel walked to Buffy and put an arm on her shoulder, she winced at his touch.
“Buffy, what’s wrong?”
She sat down, still trying to absorb what was happening. “I had a dream, Darla killed you--I had to come.”
“Buffy, she’s human, she can’t kill me.”
“Why do you trust her? Not like she really can’t go out and become a vampire tonight. I know this dream was real, how else would I know Darla was here otherwise?”
“She does have a point Angel.” Wesley remarked.
“Wesley—please.” Angel gave Wesley a stare that said “stay out of it right now” and looked back at Buffy. “Buffy, thanks for your concern, but I think I can handle this.”
“She’ll kill you, and you won’t even see it coming.” Buffy remarked.
“I don’t think so, she’s here and I have been watching her, how is she going to get out?” Angel replied.
“Angel, a word?” Wesley interrupted.
Angel stepped out with Wesley and Cordelia into the large hallway of the hotel.
“She could be right Angel, you do have a soft spot for the girl, you never know.” Wesley added.
“She’s human.” Angel replied.
“At least for now.” Cordelia muttered.
“Well, don’t you think you would have had a vision?” Angel asked.
“Maybe, or maybe the Powers that Be sent this to Buffy instead, they knew she would help, maybe they sent it to her because they knew you would need a Slayer’s help.” Cordelia replied.
To be continued...
Rating: Umm, that is undecided, but so far its only PG (U)
Alright, this is a Buffy and Angel crossover, takes place during Season 2 of Angel.
I had a hard time with thinking of a title, if you have a better one you can PM me and suggest one. (:
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She sat still; the quiet often calmed her, although thoughts still whirled through her distressed mind. She had a vivid dream the night before, her distant love had been there, tall and brooding, a look of anguish upon his solemn face. She tried to speak to him, she yelled, but to no avail. A blonde vampire had noticed the slayer’s panic, and thrived upon it as the long splintered stake in her hand retracted and stabbed Angel in the chest. His heart had been punctured, and Buffy could only watch as her beloved Angel turned to dust, it had all happened so fast, although him turning to dust was taking place in a surreal state of slow motion. The blonde vampire’s face finally came into full view, Darla. She laughed manically, her face was transformed into the beast she was, Buffy had jolted awake just after Darla’s face had been revealed, and was now lying in her bed, completely shaken and unbelieving. It had all seemed so real, the images flashing through her head, and she could hear Angel’s outcry again and again. The whole time she hadn’t been able to save him, why? A normal nightmare, perhaps…but she knew that some of her dreams weren’t always just dreams. The dream left her distraught. She hated the feeling that she couldn’t save someone, powerless and incapable as an innocent had died. Innocent, she laughed. Angel was far from it, she knew what he had done in the past, she shook her head at the thought, he was good, and she loved him. Buffy glanced around the room, glad she hasn’t spoken the words aloud, not that it would have mattered since there was no one around. Angel had moved to L.A. around a year and a half ago, and she still hadn’t gotten over him leaving. Distressed with the way her thoughts were going she climbed out of bed slowly, glancing at the clock – 4:00 a.m. “Great, another night where I only get 2 hours of sleep.” She noted.
She slowly dragged herself out of the room, wondering what she would do about the problem at hand. Being around Angel was dangerous, she knew what happened when they got too close, and didn’t want to risk that, but she didn’t want to risk Angel getting hurt – let alone getting killed. The inevitable was at hand, and she had to…
** Hour later, the Magic Shop**
“I’m going to L.A.” Buffy announced.
Willow blinked sleepily, and replied through a yawn “What, why? Its so early.”
“I had a dream last night, Angel was involved.”
“Did this have anything to do with being naked? ‘Cause if it did, I have to say BAD idea.” Xander added.
Buffy glared at Xander and gave the group a harsh “No, nothing like that…Darla was there too, she killed him.”
The group all glanced at each other with a few worried glances.
Giles looked at her through his glasses, which had slid down to the tip of his nose…as he adjusted them with his index finger he said, “Well, that is a problem. Do you believe it is a prophecy?”
“I don’t know.” She whispered.
“I thought Darla was all—poof.” Xander noted.
“She is.” Giles replied.
“Well, Angel came back, what makes you think she couldn’t either?” Buffy asked.
“That’s true, but you know what kind of power that takes, Angel is on the road to redemption, Darla is evil, and I don’t understand why the Powers that Be would want her back.” Willow added.
“It might not be the Powers that Be, it could be someone that wants Angel out of the way, they have a long and dark past together, it would be the easiest way.” Giles included.
Buffy sighed, “We’re getting no where with all these ‘what if’s’ its simple, I have to go, see if she’s back, and if so…I have to kill her.”
“Want some backup?” Willow asked with some question in her voice.
“No, this is a one person job.” She said as she walked to the door.
“Wait, shouldn’t we call them? Give them a heads up?” Willow asked
“No” Buffy said vehemently
“Why not? Wouldn’t it be best, what if they are out on a case?” willow questioned.
"Will—this is hard enough, you know how Angel gets when I am around him these days, he would just get all nervous knowing I was coming and probably lock himself in soe room and brood about it.” Buffy replied.
“Okay, well, be safe.” Willow added with some caution in her voice.
“This is not a good idea Buffy, its crazy, I don’t want us getting a call to tell us that Angelus is back because you two couldn’t keep your clothes on.” Xander mentioned.
“Xander—stop it, this isn’t your problem, its mine, and I intend to solve it.”
**L.A.- later that day**
Darla rests on a couch in Angel’s office, a stake in hand. “I just want to die Angel, I’m going insane, everything we did, the people we killed, it hurts so much, I used to be happy…or at least pleasured, I used to not feel this way, I used to love to be alive…or well, undead. This stake is looking inviting, I’d rather be back in Hell.”
“Darla! You’re human, you can’t just end it that way” Angel replied.
“Why not? Because you have wanted to be human for a long while, so you and your little Buffy can be together? It makes me sick! I don’t care about you, I will damn well kill myself if I want to, you don’t know how it is!”
**Hotel entrance**
Buffy walks into the hotel, her blonde hair highlighted from the sun, she looks around for Angel, yelling echoes from Angel’s office and distracts her from her searching, she runs torward Angel’s office.
Angel grabs Darla and shakes her. “I have a soul, I think I know!”
As Angel says that Buffy bursts through the door. Buffy’s eyes grow wide in shock, unbelieving that Darla was already there. Her slayer mode takes over and she jumps in ready to attack Darla, her arm drawn back, stake in hand, she lunges in to stake the blonde ex-vampire when she is stopped by…Angel’s hand.
“What are you doing?” Buffy yells.
“Buffy, don’t stake her.” Angel remarks.
Buffy’s face grows pale; she steps back from Angel shaking and in shock. No. Her mind races as she looks on her loved one, he was either insane or he had reverted back to Angelus. She hoped he hadn’t, she couldn’t go through the pain of losing him again. Angel stepped toward Buffy, putting an arm out to try and comfort her.
“Don’t touch me!” Buffy exclaimed.
“What is going on?” Angel asks.
“You’re soul?”
“Still intact, what is happening Buffy?”
“I was about to ask you the same thing.”
“She’s human” he bluntly replied.
“Huh?” she took steps back, staring at the other blonde girl on the couch.
“She’s human, Wolfram and—well, she was brought back and now she is human.”
Wesley unknowing of the circumstances walks to the door, “Angel, we are back, we found the—Buffy?”
Cordelia looks at Buffy, her face turns into a puzzled grimace, “What is going on here, and why are you so white Buffy, oh god are you a vampire?”
After a minutes pause, Buffy finally said, “No, I came to help.”
Cordelia stared blankly at Wesley, Gunn was still staring at Buffy, his face showed that he didn’t fully understand what was happening, he glanced around at the faces all with different grimaces, his uncomfortable mood was easily seen, and he decided to take the easy way out and blurted “Uh, I’ll be in here.”
Angel walked to Buffy and put an arm on her shoulder, she winced at his touch.
“Buffy, what’s wrong?”
She sat down, still trying to absorb what was happening. “I had a dream, Darla killed you--I had to come.”
“Buffy, she’s human, she can’t kill me.”
“Why do you trust her? Not like she really can’t go out and become a vampire tonight. I know this dream was real, how else would I know Darla was here otherwise?”
“She does have a point Angel.” Wesley remarked.
“Wesley—please.” Angel gave Wesley a stare that said “stay out of it right now” and looked back at Buffy. “Buffy, thanks for your concern, but I think I can handle this.”
“She’ll kill you, and you won’t even see it coming.” Buffy remarked.
“I don’t think so, she’s here and I have been watching her, how is she going to get out?” Angel replied.
“Angel, a word?” Wesley interrupted.
Angel stepped out with Wesley and Cordelia into the large hallway of the hotel.
“She could be right Angel, you do have a soft spot for the girl, you never know.” Wesley added.
“She’s human.” Angel replied.
“At least for now.” Cordelia muttered.
“Well, don’t you think you would have had a vision?” Angel asked.
“Maybe, or maybe the Powers that Be sent this to Buffy instead, they knew she would help, maybe they sent it to her because they knew you would need a Slayer’s help.” Cordelia replied.
To be continued...