1 Title: What it means to be a Slayer.
2 Author: Ginger
Email: Katharina_angel1@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters. They belong to Joss Whedon and UPN and Fox
Rating: PG13 for now
Summary: Buffy and Dark Angel Crossover.
Authors note: Hope you like it. It's my first fanfic.
3 Timeline: After Buffy dies and Whatever ep. I saw last night around 17 or something this season in Dark Angel.
Feedback: Please Review I love reviews and they make me update sooner.
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Prologue
Author's note: This first part is written as a journal entry. The other chapters will be written normally. I just thought it was easier to describe what was happening if Buffy told it.
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4 My world has been destroyed. Not literally, but close to it, the world still revolves, and people still live in it ignoring the demons, but my own personal world is gone. My friends, my family, gone.
Every night I go out and do my duty, not knowing if this night will be my last. I have been here for a month now. The first few weeks were hard. Everything here is hard and cruel. Finally after a month I have gained enough courage to go out in the world. Tomorrow I will investigate my new home, in the day light.
It occurred to me today that I should start a journal. Giles always kept a record of everything that happened to me, since he is dead, I figured I should continue on the tradition.
So here it is. Everything that has happened to me since he last wrote. Well first and foremost I died. I jumped off a tower built by insane people to yet again save the world and my sister. When I woke up I was in heaven. I was at peace. My friends slowly joined me there, we never actually talked to one another, but somehow I just knew they were finally at peace, as they deserved. I knew everything anyone ever needed to know, I knew who I was and what my purpose, destiny and goal were and I knew they were complete.
Years passed in this bliss, until I was called before the powers, along with the other slayers. As soon as I walked into the hall I took the form of my old body. I was dressed in a white flowing robe, with no sleeves, and a gold band encircled my arm. When I looked around, I saw thousands of other girls, from hundreds of different countries, dressed as I. Most appeared younger than I, they probably hadn't survived as long. Most of us don't make it to 18.
I walked over to an emptier area, while enjoying the feeling of having a body, and waited. I don't know how I knew to wait but I did. Finally a man and woman appeared, dressed similarly as me only in bluish, green robes and green vines crawling up their arms.
All of a sudden they started to speak, and it was the most beautiful sound I have ever heard. Their voices intertwined to create a perfect harmony. "Ladies, the world is in peril, and yet again it calls upon you to save it." pictures of demons and vampires, growing stronger killing. Slayers dying one after another, never having a chance to learn how to harness their power, pained me.
"Their power was growing, even before the country of America was attacked."
Images of a bomb dropping, a pulse going through the country destroying everything electrical. Afterwards the corruption, and the pain, the poor were put in, raced through my mind.
"Now they thrive every where, little is done about it, even though the government knows what is happening. Most officials are on someone's pay role, more often than not a demons." More images flooded into my mind, causing pain. It had been so long since I felt the pain of death, and the need to help.
"We will be sending 5 of you down at a time, we are sorry, but there is nothing else that we can do. We can not destroy evil, because evil exists in everything. There is a balance that must be kept, and until that balance is reached, the human race has no chance at living. You may wonder why we just don't create more slayers, well it is simple, they could not train in time. Yet again we are sorry." Calming images meant to pacify us, and remove some of the pain we were all in, now entered my mind.
"The first five will be the strongest slayers ever, in order of their calling. First, the fist slayer" the fist slayer walked up to the powers. I felt relived, at least I can rest some more before they call me, maybe it will be over by then. Three more girls walked up, as their names were called. Then to my horror I heard, "and lastly, Buffy Anne Summers."
I stood still for an instant before walking deftly up to the powers. The woman walked over to us and slowly went from one of us to another and said something softly to us before touching us, and sending us off into a deep slumber. I don't know what she said to the others, but to me she said this, "Just remember, your strength comes from your connection with yourself and others. You have studied long and hard not because you were forced to but because you wanted to. To most being the slayer is just their duty. They have no reason to want to live, they have no knowledge of what they fight for. Your emotions are your strongest weapons. You lust for life knowing how precious it is, it is what draws people to you, and as long as you have friends to protect and to care for you, you will make the right decisions, and you will continue to fight the good fight. The problem with the council's methods is that they do not realize one simple fact. Even if Slayers are meant to save the world, you are still simply humans, and every person on the earth needs human connection. That is the meaning of all life, without connections you do not have anything to fight for, you might as well not exist." With that she touched my head and whispered, "remember this and you will continue to be the strongest slayer ever."
I then fell into a deep sleep only to waken here, in this demolished country. For the first few days I stayed hidden in an abandoned building, just trying to calm my senses, block out the noise and smells.
Air tastes you know. I never noticed it before but air tastes, it tastes sweet in the forest and bitter in the city.
I am tired of hiding during the day now. Only venturing out at night to hunt and get food. When I first arrived I had a pair of jeans on and a red tank to with a zip up sweatshirt on. I also wore a backpack with some food and money, most of it has run out now, yet another reason to go out. I have avoided life for to long. I still remember what the power said to me, that my strength comes from my connections with others. I have to go out and join the world of the living if I am to make a difference in the world, maybe when I am finished I can go to sleep again."
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Author's note: Please review. I have 2 stories going on right now and whichever story has the most reviews I update sooner.
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Favorite Quote:
Buffy: "Dawn, listen to me. Listen: I love you. I will always love you. This is the work that I have to do. Tell Giles I... tell Giles I figured it out, and I'm O.K. Give my love to my friends. You have to take care of them now. You have to take care of each other. You have to be strong. Dawn, the hardest thing in this world is to live in it. Be brave. Live... for me."
I figured this quote kind fit the chapter. But don't worry I'll have better quotes to come.
2 Author: Ginger
Email: Katharina_angel1@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters. They belong to Joss Whedon and UPN and Fox
Rating: PG13 for now
Summary: Buffy and Dark Angel Crossover.
Authors note: Hope you like it. It's my first fanfic.
3 Timeline: After Buffy dies and Whatever ep. I saw last night around 17 or something this season in Dark Angel.
Feedback: Please Review I love reviews and they make me update sooner.
~*~
Prologue
Author's note: This first part is written as a journal entry. The other chapters will be written normally. I just thought it was easier to describe what was happening if Buffy told it.
~*~
4 My world has been destroyed. Not literally, but close to it, the world still revolves, and people still live in it ignoring the demons, but my own personal world is gone. My friends, my family, gone.
Every night I go out and do my duty, not knowing if this night will be my last. I have been here for a month now. The first few weeks were hard. Everything here is hard and cruel. Finally after a month I have gained enough courage to go out in the world. Tomorrow I will investigate my new home, in the day light.
It occurred to me today that I should start a journal. Giles always kept a record of everything that happened to me, since he is dead, I figured I should continue on the tradition.
So here it is. Everything that has happened to me since he last wrote. Well first and foremost I died. I jumped off a tower built by insane people to yet again save the world and my sister. When I woke up I was in heaven. I was at peace. My friends slowly joined me there, we never actually talked to one another, but somehow I just knew they were finally at peace, as they deserved. I knew everything anyone ever needed to know, I knew who I was and what my purpose, destiny and goal were and I knew they were complete.
Years passed in this bliss, until I was called before the powers, along with the other slayers. As soon as I walked into the hall I took the form of my old body. I was dressed in a white flowing robe, with no sleeves, and a gold band encircled my arm. When I looked around, I saw thousands of other girls, from hundreds of different countries, dressed as I. Most appeared younger than I, they probably hadn't survived as long. Most of us don't make it to 18.
I walked over to an emptier area, while enjoying the feeling of having a body, and waited. I don't know how I knew to wait but I did. Finally a man and woman appeared, dressed similarly as me only in bluish, green robes and green vines crawling up their arms.
All of a sudden they started to speak, and it was the most beautiful sound I have ever heard. Their voices intertwined to create a perfect harmony. "Ladies, the world is in peril, and yet again it calls upon you to save it." pictures of demons and vampires, growing stronger killing. Slayers dying one after another, never having a chance to learn how to harness their power, pained me.
"Their power was growing, even before the country of America was attacked."
Images of a bomb dropping, a pulse going through the country destroying everything electrical. Afterwards the corruption, and the pain, the poor were put in, raced through my mind.
"Now they thrive every where, little is done about it, even though the government knows what is happening. Most officials are on someone's pay role, more often than not a demons." More images flooded into my mind, causing pain. It had been so long since I felt the pain of death, and the need to help.
"We will be sending 5 of you down at a time, we are sorry, but there is nothing else that we can do. We can not destroy evil, because evil exists in everything. There is a balance that must be kept, and until that balance is reached, the human race has no chance at living. You may wonder why we just don't create more slayers, well it is simple, they could not train in time. Yet again we are sorry." Calming images meant to pacify us, and remove some of the pain we were all in, now entered my mind.
"The first five will be the strongest slayers ever, in order of their calling. First, the fist slayer" the fist slayer walked up to the powers. I felt relived, at least I can rest some more before they call me, maybe it will be over by then. Three more girls walked up, as their names were called. Then to my horror I heard, "and lastly, Buffy Anne Summers."
I stood still for an instant before walking deftly up to the powers. The woman walked over to us and slowly went from one of us to another and said something softly to us before touching us, and sending us off into a deep slumber. I don't know what she said to the others, but to me she said this, "Just remember, your strength comes from your connection with yourself and others. You have studied long and hard not because you were forced to but because you wanted to. To most being the slayer is just their duty. They have no reason to want to live, they have no knowledge of what they fight for. Your emotions are your strongest weapons. You lust for life knowing how precious it is, it is what draws people to you, and as long as you have friends to protect and to care for you, you will make the right decisions, and you will continue to fight the good fight. The problem with the council's methods is that they do not realize one simple fact. Even if Slayers are meant to save the world, you are still simply humans, and every person on the earth needs human connection. That is the meaning of all life, without connections you do not have anything to fight for, you might as well not exist." With that she touched my head and whispered, "remember this and you will continue to be the strongest slayer ever."
I then fell into a deep sleep only to waken here, in this demolished country. For the first few days I stayed hidden in an abandoned building, just trying to calm my senses, block out the noise and smells.
Air tastes you know. I never noticed it before but air tastes, it tastes sweet in the forest and bitter in the city.
I am tired of hiding during the day now. Only venturing out at night to hunt and get food. When I first arrived I had a pair of jeans on and a red tank to with a zip up sweatshirt on. I also wore a backpack with some food and money, most of it has run out now, yet another reason to go out. I have avoided life for to long. I still remember what the power said to me, that my strength comes from my connections with others. I have to go out and join the world of the living if I am to make a difference in the world, maybe when I am finished I can go to sleep again."
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Author's note: Please review. I have 2 stories going on right now and whichever story has the most reviews I update sooner.
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Favorite Quote:
Buffy: "Dawn, listen to me. Listen: I love you. I will always love you. This is the work that I have to do. Tell Giles I... tell Giles I figured it out, and I'm O.K. Give my love to my friends. You have to take care of them now. You have to take care of each other. You have to be strong. Dawn, the hardest thing in this world is to live in it. Be brave. Live... for me."
I figured this quote kind fit the chapter. But don't worry I'll have better quotes to come.