From: owner-buffyfic@lists.xmission.com (buffyfic-digest) To: buffyfic-digest@lists.xmission.com Subject: buffyfic-digest V2 #156 Reply-To: $SENDER Sender: owner-buffyfic@lists.xmission.com Errors-To: owner-buffyfic@lists.xmission.com Precedence: bulk buffyfic-digest Saturday, May 2 1998 Volume 02 : Number 156 In this issue: BUFFYFIC: Fear No Evil (1/4) BUFFYFIC: Fear No Evil (1/4) BUFFYFIC: It's Time (2/2) BUFFYFIC: It's Time (1/2) BUFFYFIC: Editors & Beta Readers --- Please? BUFFYFIC:Angel's Memories (4/?) See the end of the digest for information on (un)subscribing to the buffyfic or buffyfic-digest mailing lists and on how to retrieve back issues. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Sat, 02 May 1998 07:28:49 PDT From: "Chris Winslow" Subject: BUFFYFIC: Fear No Evil (1/4) Fear No Evil (1/4) by Chris Winslow TITLE: Fear No Evil AUTHOR: blueeaglex@hotmail.com RATING: This section is PG, but later sections will be PG-13 for sure! SUMMARY: Well, what's so fun about reading a complete summary before actually reading the piece? FYI, though, the complete story includes all the main characters from the show, although this section just has Buffy, Xander, and Buffy’s mom. DISTRIBUTION: Sure, send it where ever you want! (You might want to wait until tomorrow when I send out the other 80% of the story, though.) DISCLAIMER: I own none of the characters from or the movie or show Buffy the Vampire Slayer, but then, you already knew that, didn't you? They were created by Joss Wheden and are owned by 20th Century Fox, Sandollar Television, Mutant Enemy, etc. FEEDBACK: Sure, go for it. Send it to me and not to the whole list, if you could. As the clock inside Buffy’s home struck midnight, Buffy opened the door, ready to come in and go to sleep after a full night of staking vampires. Xander was behind her, politely walking Buffy home, and also more than a little hopeful that he could get a snack out of her fridge. "So what do we have here?" Xander said aloud, as he opened the refrigerator and peered in. Shaking his head in disgust, he said, "Your mom’s not one for junk food, is she? No Twinkies, no Snickers, no…" "’No toothaches, no fatty foods’, is how she would put it," Buffy butted in. Ready to go to sleep, she looked at Xander impatiently and hoped he would get the message. Unfortunately for her, Xander’s attention was focused squarely on the food (or lack of food) in the fridge. Having found a package of M&Ms in the back, he closed the fridge and opened the package, popping candies in his mouth by the handful. "Hey!" Buffy exclaimed. "Those are mine!" "I’ll share!" Xander said defensively. He dropped one M&M on the counter. "One for you…" Then he dropped three M&Ms in a pile next to that one. "And three for me." "I thought the concept of sharing MY M&Ms would include equal piles," Buffy commented. "Silly me." As Buffy put her hand on the M&Ms that had been designated for her, Xander put his hand over top of hers. "You can’t have the green M&Ms," he said quickly. "They’re supposed to be aphrodisiacs….I keep a jar of them next to my bed, and one day I hope to feed them to a woman of my choice, then bring her back to the couch where we can…" "Stop before you say too much," Buffy interrupted. "Seduction by candy—now that’s a new one." Before Xander could say something witty, his hand touched the counter, and a previously unseen piece of paper slipped off and to the floor. He bent down and picked it up. As Buffy finished off her own M&Ms and then ate some of Xander’s, he read the note, his eyebrows rising. "Uh, Buff?" he said. "I think you’d better read this." He passed it over to her and she read it aloud. "’Dear Buffy’"," she read aloud. "’Don’t wait up for me tonight….I may be out all night, as I have decided to jump off Danes Bridge. I’ll see you tomorrow, Joyce.’" "Your mom’s a little old to be jumping off bridges, don’cha think?" Xander said. "There’s something wrong with this," Buffy said, already walking towards the front door again. "Come on, we need to get down to the bridge." "Jealous of her fun?" Xander added, as he followed her out the door. Buffy shook her head, a grim look on her face. "Worried is more like it. The last three people who jumped off Danes Bridge were attempting suicide…and they all succeeded." Xander choked on his last M&M as he heard this, and both of them began to walk a bit faster, Buffy peered in the direction of the bridge. Inexplicably, a fog had formed that was keeping her and Xander from seeing all the way to the bridge. "Mom!" Buffy called out, hoping her mother could hear her. "Mom, are you there?" "Buffy, is that you?" Joyce called back. The wind whipped through Buffy’s hair as she raced towards her mother. She stopped and glanced back at Xander, who was trailing far behind, huffing and puffing. "Will you hurry?" she called back. "Must….eat…less….M&Ms," he gasped, finally reaching up with her. The two continued to run towards the bridge, and Buffy tried calling out again. "Mom what are you doing?" "Oh, you know, the usual, honey," Joyce yelled back, her voice calm. Buffy and Xander reached the bridge, and now they could see that Buffy’s mother was perched on the edge of the bridge, looking down into the water below. "I’m thinking about jumping off," she continued, in a smaller voice. "Don’t be crazy, Mom," Buffy argued, standing feet away from her mother. "The last people who jumped off this bridge are dead." "They just didn’t know how to do it properly," Joyce continued. Xander scratched his head in puzzlement, and whispered in Buffy’s ear. "This isn’t like your mother at all. She’s the gullible, slightly ditzy type, not the risk-taking, bridge-jumping type at all." Buffy nodded. "Somehow I don’t think she’s doing this because of a midlife crisis," she said. "I’m going out after her." And before Xander could warn her to be careful, Buffy jumped onto the edge of the bridge, then dangled herself on to the other side. "You’ve decided to join me?" Joyce said, with a slight smile. Her eyes had a vacant, glossy look, as though she had been drugged…or possessed. "I think a mother-daughter jump in the water would be nice, don’t you?" "What I think is that we should go back over to the other side," Buffy said, placing her hand on her mother’s wrist. "Now, come with me, and everything is going to be…" "No!" Joyce exclaimed, pulling away from her daughter with a strong tug. Buffy was amazed at her mother’s strength, and nearly lost her balance on the bridge. Her mother, in the meantime, suddenly blinked, her eyes returning to their normal state. "Buffy?" she asked, puzzled. "What am I doing here? And where exactly is ‘here’?" Before Buffy could regain her composure, and answer her mother’s question—something she wasn’t sure she could do—a huge gale whipped by, catching Joyce off guard. She screamed out something unintelligible, as her feet fell from the edge of the bridge, and she tumbled down into the water. "Mom!" Buffy screamed. Before she could even react, Joyce vanished into the fog. There was a loud splash in the water, and Buffy’s heart skipped a beat. "Go call 911," Buffy said, as she turned back towards Xander. "Tell them…well, tell them whatever you want." Xander nodded wordlessly, and then ran for a phone. Buffy just remained perched on the edge, a single tear streaming down her face as she shivered in the cold. ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com ------------------------------ Date: Sat, 02 May 1998 07:28:47 PDT From: "Chris Winslow" Subject: BUFFYFIC: Fear No Evil (1/4) Fear No Evil (1/4) by Chris Winslow TITLE: Fear No Evil AUTHOR: blueeaglex@hotmail.com RATING: This section is PG, but later sections will be PG-13 for sure! SUMMARY: Well, what's so fun about reading a complete summary before actually reading the piece? FYI, though, the complete story includes all the main characters from the show, although this section just has Buffy, Xander, and Buffy’s mom. DISTRIBUTION: Sure, send it where ever you want! (You might want to wait until tomorrow when I send out the other 80% of the story, though.) DISCLAIMER: I own none of the characters from or the movie or show Buffy the Vampire Slayer, but then, you already knew that, didn't you? They were created by Joss Wheden and are owned by 20th Century Fox, Sandollar Television, Mutant Enemy, etc. FEEDBACK: Sure, go for it. Send it to me and not to the whole list, if you could. As the clock inside Buffy’s home struck midnight, Buffy opened the door, ready to come in and go to sleep after a full night of staking vampires. Xander was behind her, politely walking Buffy home, and also more than a little hopeful that he could get a snack out of her fridge. "So what do we have here?" Xander said aloud, as he opened the refrigerator and peered in. Shaking his head in disgust, he said, "Your mom’s not one for junk food, is she? No Twinkies, no Snickers, no…" "’No toothaches, no fatty foods’, is how she would put it," Buffy butted in. Ready to go to sleep, she looked at Xander impatiently and hoped he would get the message. Unfortunately for her, Xander’s attention was focused squarely on the food (or lack of food) in the fridge. Having found a package of M&Ms in the back, he closed the fridge and opened the package, popping candies in his mouth by the handful. "Hey!" Buffy exclaimed. "Those are mine!" "I’ll share!" Xander said defensively. He dropped one M&M on the counter. "One for you…" Then he dropped three M&Ms in a pile next to that one. "And three for me." "I thought the concept of sharing MY M&Ms would include equal piles," Buffy commented. "Silly me." As Buffy put her hand on the M&Ms that had been designated for her, Xander put his hand over top of hers. "You can’t have the green M&Ms," he said quickly. "They’re supposed to be aphrodisiacs….I keep a jar of them next to my bed, and one day I hope to feed them to a woman of my choice, then bring her back to the couch where we can…" "Stop before you say too much," Buffy interrupted. "Seduction by candy—now that’s a new one." Before Xander could say something witty, his hand touched the counter, and a previously unseen piece of paper slipped off and to the floor. He bent down and picked it up. As Buffy finished off her own M&Ms and then ate some of Xander’s, he read the note, his eyebrows rising. "Uh, Buff?" he said. "I think you’d better read this." He passed it over to her and she read it aloud. "’Dear Buffy’"," she read aloud. "’Don’t wait up for me tonight….I may be out all night, as I have decided to jump off Danes Bridge. I’ll see you tomorrow, Joyce.’" "Your mom’s a little old to be jumping off bridges, don’cha think?" Xander said. "There’s something wrong with this," Buffy said, already walking towards the front door again. "Come on, we need to get down to the bridge." "Jealous of her fun?" Xander added, as he followed her out the door. Buffy shook her head, a grim look on her face. "Worried is more like it. The last three people who jumped off Danes Bridge were attempting suicide…and they all succeeded." Xander choked on his last M&M as he heard this, and both of them began to walk a bit faster, Buffy peered in the direction of the bridge. Inexplicably, a fog had formed that was keeping her and Xander from seeing all the way to the bridge. "Mom!" Buffy called out, hoping her mother could hear her. "Mom, are you there?" "Buffy, is that you?" Joyce called back. The wind whipped through Buffy’s hair as she raced towards her mother. She stopped and glanced back at Xander, who was trailing far behind, huffing and puffing. "Will you hurry?" she called back. "Must….eat…less….M&Ms," he gasped, finally reaching up with her. The two continued to run towards the bridge, and Buffy tried calling out again. "Mom what are you doing?" "Oh, you know, the usual, honey," Joyce yelled back, her voice calm. Buffy and Xander reached the bridge, and now they could see that Buffy’s mother was perched on the edge of the bridge, looking down into the water below. "I’m thinking about jumping off," she continued, in a smaller voice. "Don’t be crazy, Mom," Buffy argued, standing feet away from her mother. "The last people who jumped off this bridge are dead." "They just didn’t know how to do it properly," Joyce continued. Xander scratched his head in puzzlement, and whispered in Buffy’s ear. "This isn’t like your mother at all. She’s the gullible, slightly ditzy type, not the risk-taking, bridge-jumping type at all." Buffy nodded. "Somehow I don’t think she’s doing this because of a midlife crisis," she said. "I’m going out after her." And before Xander could warn her to be careful, Buffy jumped onto the edge of the bridge, then dangled herself on to the other side. "You’ve decided to join me?" Joyce said, with a slight smile. Her eyes had a vacant, glossy look, as though she had been drugged…or possessed. "I think a mother-daughter jump in the water would be nice, don’t you?" "What I think is that we should go back over to the other side," Buffy said, placing her hand on her mother’s wrist. "Now, come with me, and everything is going to be…" "No!" Joyce exclaimed, pulling away from her daughter with a strong tug. Buffy was amazed at her mother’s strength, and nearly lost her balance on the bridge. Her mother, in the meantime, suddenly blinked, her eyes returning to their normal state. "Buffy?" she asked, puzzled. "What am I doing here? And where exactly is ‘here’?" Before Buffy could regain her composure, and answer her mother’s question—something she wasn’t sure she could do—a huge gale whipped by, catching Joyce off guard. She screamed out something unintelligible, as her feet fell from the edge of the bridge, and she tumbled down into the water. "Mom!" Buffy screamed. Before she could even react, Joyce vanished into the fog. There was a loud splash in the water, and Buffy’s heart skipped a beat. "Go call 911," Buffy said, as she turned back towards Xander. "Tell them…well, tell them whatever you want." Xander nodded wordlessly, and then ran for a phone. Buffy just remained perched on the edge, a single tear streaming down her face as she shivered in the cold. ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 2 May 1997 22:31:28 +0100 From: "Mark Jones" Subject: BUFFYFIC: It's Time (2/2) Here's part 2! Rach@altitudeprods.demon.co.uk IT'S TIME They left at 8pm promptly and arrived at Xanders at 10 past, he answered the door already to tell his new joke, but his breath was taken, “Wow!” was all he could manage, he was speechless! Buffy and Willow just laughed and Buffy said “is he here yet?” “Not yet, don’t worry, he’s not late, he has another 10 minutes, and _then_ he’s late!” The house was set up, Buffy suddenly thought that she was _too_ dressed up, I mean it’s only people from school, but she pushed the thought out of her mind, and let herself only think of him. Xander took Buffy and Willow by the hand and lead them through the hallway to the back, where everyone was sitting, talking, waiting. The doorbell rang, Buffys’ heart started to race and Xander told everyone “PLACES!” Buffy heard Xander open the door, say ‘Hi’ and tell him that the girls weren ’t round yet, so they should go into the back and wait. The door to the back opened slowly, they saw Xander and then Angel behind him and everyone yelled “Surprise!!” The music was turned right up, dancing started, Willow danced with Xander, leaving Buffy with the birthday boy! “Wow! This is amazing, you _look_ amazing! I can’t believe it!” His voice was drowned out by the music and all he heard was Buffy say, “And now time for part of your present!” And with that she raised her head up to his and placed her lips gently onto his and they stood there, kissing for what seemed like an eternity. Thanks for reading!! What do you think? Please do tell me1 Rach@altitudeprods.demon.co.uk ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 2 May 1997 22:29:40 +0100 From: "Mark Jones" Subject: BUFFYFIC: It's Time (1/2) Author: Rachel Jones E-mail me with ANY comments of yours, as I want to imporve!! - which I kow that I can! so please e-mail me with comments! Rach@altitudeprods.demon.co.uk IT'S TIME (1/2) The cold day was drawing to a close. Buffy was stretched right out on the sofa watching some boring old chat show. She felt like drifting off and having a quick sleep before the big night, but she daren’t, tonight was much to big and important to miss. She pulled herself up, by the looks of it taking all of the energy she had left and made Willow do the same. They staggered into the kitchen to find something to eat and drink, “See what doing nothing as relaxation does to you? Make’s you ten times more tired than before, when you were stressed!” Buffy exclaimed, with a short laugh afterwards. “Yes, but remember, we CAN’T fall asleep, we just can’t, not tonight.” Willows reply was deadly serious. “I know,” Buffy sighed, “and although I am excited, I feel too tired to go!” “Buffy! You have to go, you can’t not, what will people think, what will you do, where will you go, you will be all alone…” Willows voice seemed like it would never stop, she just kept reeling off reasons why Buffy had to go. ‘She believes ANYTHING!’ Buffy had to cover her mouth to stop herself from laughing out loud. Willow quickly noticed this and realised Buffy had no intention of NOT going, she was just doing it to wind her up! “Oh! _very_ funny! You’ve had your fun, now let’s go get ready!!!!” The girls had so much fun giving each other facials, doing their hair and make-up, but most importantly picking out what they were going to wear! Willow chose a simple dress, short sleeves, black with red tulips in a pretty pattern on it, she looked stunning. Buffy however could not chose so easily. Each outfit she tried on didn’t seem right for the occasion, she knew that whatever she wore would be fine but she still had trouble! In the end Willow chose a short, black, halter necked dress, which sparkled in the light, it looked amazing. Not too dressy or outgoing, just right. Thank you all for reading, you have an opinion, so please tell me! I don't mind if it is good or bad! Rach@altitudeprods.demon.co.uk ------------------------------ Date: Sat, 2 May 1998 18:21:44 EDT From: Aglx Subject: BUFFYFIC: Editors & Beta Readers --- Please? I'm working on both the sequals to my stories. Love's Revival and my new one that has yet to be sent to the list Deadly Instincts (the next in the series after Vengeance and Lost & Found). I do need editors and beta readers!!! If you can help, please let me know. I'm always open to suggestions and ideas for my stories. E-mail me back if you can help me out with editing or beta testing. (both if you can) - -Michelle http://members.aol.com/aglx/main.html Author of "Vengeance," "Lost & Found," "The Dark One," "Love's Revival" and soon to come "Deadly Instincts." ------------------------------ Date: Sat, 2 May 1998 18:40:50 EDT From: Jaclyn Amy Subject: BUFFYFIC:Angel's Memories (4/?) Angel’s Memories (4/?) "Spike and Drusilla" by Jaclyn Amy TITLE: Angel’s Memories AUTHOR: Jaclyn Amy@aol.com RATING: PG-13 SUMMARY: This is pretty much the story of Angel’s life before and as a vampire. Buffy finds Angel’s diary and decides to read it. If you notice any info that contradicts what the show has already said, please notify me. DISTRIBUTION: Ask me first. DISCLAIMER: I own none of the characters from or the movie or show Buffy the Vampire Slayer. They were created by Joss Wheden and are owned by 20th Century Fox, Sandollar Television, Mutant Enemy, etc. Nor do I own Romeo and Juliet by William Shakespere. No infringement intended. FEEDBACK: Please be nice; I’m still a newbie. PROOFREADERS: Thanks for your time and effort proofing this. I really appreciate it. - ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ - ------------------------------ "Angel!" Edith cried. "Angel!" I asked, "Edith, what’s the matter?" "He’s dead," she shrieked. "He was murdered!" Tears started streaming down her face. "Shh. It’s okay. Everything will be fine." I pressed her body close to mine. She cried in my arms for a while. Then it happened: I kissed her. And for some strange reason, she kissed me back. //So pure, so chaste// I though. //Well, tonight’s going to change that.// *** Before she awoke the next morning, I had left the bed. Her family’s warm bodies just cried out to me to be fed on. So, I did. Her aunt and uncle were easy. I killed them while they were still asleep. It was her little sister, Juliette, that was hard. Just as I was about to grab her, she woke up, saw me, and screamed. I had to cover her mouth and drag her all the way out into the garden without anyone noticing us. There, I quickly twisted her neck. The sun was starting to rise, so I rushed back into the house and into the bed. When Edith awoke, she was startled to see me next to her. "Angel, what are you doing in my bed?" she asked. I gave her a confused answer, "We spent the night together. Don’t you remember?" "No, no I can’t. I thought I spent the night with Billy." "Billy is dead." Quickly, Edith stepped out of theh bed and started getting her robe on. I followed her lead. "What happened last night was, was wrong. Please understand that." "I understand." With that, she walked out of her room and gave a deafening scream. *** For days, she just sat in her room, weaping over her love and her sister. I played little mind games on her, like leaving little "messages" on her bedroom wall, such as things I heard Billy say to her. I even left her a message saying, "Was Angel good?" She started losing her mind. One evening, I roamed around the graveyard. There, I met up with Billy. He was torturing a victim with a railroad spike. "Angel," he said. "Spike." "Spike?" he asked. "Where the hell’d you find that one, mate?" "The way to torture your victims with railroad spikes. The name fits you." "How’s my Edith?" "Oh, she was great." "What?" "Never mind. She’s upset about your death." "Then I guess I’ll have to pay her a visit." *** Edith walked outside in a long white dress. In her garden, she started rubbing her hands in the dirt. Miss Drusilla was sitting next to her. I came along, Spike behind me. "Angel," she smiled. "Do you like daisies? Hmm? I plant them, but they always die. Everything I put in the ground withers and dies." I walked over to her, but she barely noticed me. "Guess what I found today. Mummy and Daddy were lying on my bed, dead." "Edith, I-" "Shh. No more words. Come ‘ere, Spike." She seemed to know his name without ever hearing it. "I’ve missed you." She rubbed her hand against his neck. "Edith?" Spike asked. "It’s Drusilla now." Spike leaned down to bite into her neck, but I pushed him away. "She’s mine." "Angel, what’s going on?" she asked, confused. "Well, Dru," I shoved her against a wall, "it’s all pretty simple." She let out a moan. "You, you killed ‘em. You killed ‘em all. And now you’re going to kill me." I kissed her lips before changing her into a vampire. "Nighty night, Dru." 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