Midnight's Child
By Kalika-Chan
A/N: This is my first fanfic for BTVS. I've watched it before, but only recently became a fan.
Summary: Spike and Buffy have an abnormal child with unusal powers.
This is rated R, but there is swearing and dirty talk.
Prologue- Day One
Buffy watched her daughter with her arms folded. They were outdoors. The whole scoobies gang, with the exception of Spike, though he had become rather attached to the whole group, even Xander.
Kyirra made no reaction to the bright, sizzling sun. Buffy shook her head in disbelief of her only daughter, now 14. Two weeks, it had been, two full weeks. And she had already aged 14 years. Kyirra's growth seemed to halt right there, even if she could pass for 16, maybe older. Sure Kyirra was only half-vampire, but crucifixes and holy water had no effect on her. Neither did the sun. She just looked at it like she did with any other object.
Kyirra wasn't like any she had known. Extremely powerful, with psyche abilities. Willow told her Kyirra had the power of manipulation, but it only lasted a couple of hours since Kyirra was still young and hadn't had enough time to develop it. Besides that, she was born with superb fighting skills, mastering diverse forms of martial arts and she seemed to know the future, or bits of it. She knew who her mother was, her father was, and everyone else without saying or asking anything. She just seemed to rip the information from their minds.
Buffy refused to believe her daughter was evil.
Kyirra had flowing, long black hair, bright blue-purple eyes framed with sparkly lashes. She had her mother's button nose and her father's strong jaw and chin.
She was like her father, but she was not evil.
Buffy bit her lip. What was happening to her? She had always wanted a child, a daughter, no less. But she wasn't normal. Buffy could tell the day she realized she was pregnant. The child was developing too fast. Even for a vampire.
Spike was back in his crypt, feeding himself after going so long without blood. He didn't like the situation either, but that wasn't a given choice to both of them. Not so much to think about, Buffy had ordered him away just like she usually did.
She wished Giles were back. Then he could help get everything back in order again. Buffy had tried phoning him, but he wasn't home and leaving a message just didn't seem right. She needed to actually talk to him, not pass notes like in fourth grade. Worry and grief turned her face upside down. She looked older, tired, and beaten. Lovely.
Willow came outside and stood by her best friend, watching Dawn, Xander, Tara, and Kyirra have a picnic. Her world was collapsing at that moment too. Tara wasn't speaking to her much, but she suspected things would never be normal again. After all, you got a vampire slayer and the vampire, two witches, a vengeance demon and her beau, and a Key that could very well bring destruction to the whole world. Now they had Kyirra, who was more uncontrollable and evil than her own father. Kyirra. Willow hated to admit that she was more powerful than any being she has ever encountered before, including Glory. It wasn't fair. It just wasn't meant to be. But it happened, and it had to happen to them. Maybe it was the Fates, but Buffy and her friends had given their all to protect the world from evil, and what do they get in return?
You'd think they'd be featured in a comic of some sort and be signing autographs and having the time of their life. Dreams, that was all they were, dreams. Hopeless ones that would never happen. Willow especially felt bad for Buffy. Here she was, standing alone, with all her strength. Her only happiness was in Heaven, but she had to go and bring her back, tearing her best friend away from the very thing that made her happy. She brought up the courage to speak.
"I've tested her, Buffy. Her IQ appears off the charts. She's very smart." Willow said, trying to sound cheerful. Her mood faded when she saw the sullen look on Buffy's face. She heard her sigh.
"I don't care about that. I don't care if my daughter's the stupidest thing ever, I still love her."
"I know, Buffy. I just thought you might want to know."
"Thanks, Willow."
"You're welcome, B. We're always here for you."
Silence. Then
"Its' been about two weeks, and she's already 14. How can this be? Am I dreaming again?"
"I don't think so, Buffy. Everything seems so real. It's ok, we'll get through it."
"No, it's not ok. What is she?"
"I don't know, but whatever she is, she's still your daughter. And Spike's."
A/N: Hey it's the prologue, it's suppose to be short. Sry, the next chapters will be longer. Pwease review. ^^
By Kalika-Chan
A/N: This is my first fanfic for BTVS. I've watched it before, but only recently became a fan.
Summary: Spike and Buffy have an abnormal child with unusal powers.
This is rated R, but there is swearing and dirty talk.
Prologue- Day One
Buffy watched her daughter with her arms folded. They were outdoors. The whole scoobies gang, with the exception of Spike, though he had become rather attached to the whole group, even Xander.
Kyirra made no reaction to the bright, sizzling sun. Buffy shook her head in disbelief of her only daughter, now 14. Two weeks, it had been, two full weeks. And she had already aged 14 years. Kyirra's growth seemed to halt right there, even if she could pass for 16, maybe older. Sure Kyirra was only half-vampire, but crucifixes and holy water had no effect on her. Neither did the sun. She just looked at it like she did with any other object.
Kyirra wasn't like any she had known. Extremely powerful, with psyche abilities. Willow told her Kyirra had the power of manipulation, but it only lasted a couple of hours since Kyirra was still young and hadn't had enough time to develop it. Besides that, she was born with superb fighting skills, mastering diverse forms of martial arts and she seemed to know the future, or bits of it. She knew who her mother was, her father was, and everyone else without saying or asking anything. She just seemed to rip the information from their minds.
Buffy refused to believe her daughter was evil.
Kyirra had flowing, long black hair, bright blue-purple eyes framed with sparkly lashes. She had her mother's button nose and her father's strong jaw and chin.
She was like her father, but she was not evil.
Buffy bit her lip. What was happening to her? She had always wanted a child, a daughter, no less. But she wasn't normal. Buffy could tell the day she realized she was pregnant. The child was developing too fast. Even for a vampire.
Spike was back in his crypt, feeding himself after going so long without blood. He didn't like the situation either, but that wasn't a given choice to both of them. Not so much to think about, Buffy had ordered him away just like she usually did.
She wished Giles were back. Then he could help get everything back in order again. Buffy had tried phoning him, but he wasn't home and leaving a message just didn't seem right. She needed to actually talk to him, not pass notes like in fourth grade. Worry and grief turned her face upside down. She looked older, tired, and beaten. Lovely.
Willow came outside and stood by her best friend, watching Dawn, Xander, Tara, and Kyirra have a picnic. Her world was collapsing at that moment too. Tara wasn't speaking to her much, but she suspected things would never be normal again. After all, you got a vampire slayer and the vampire, two witches, a vengeance demon and her beau, and a Key that could very well bring destruction to the whole world. Now they had Kyirra, who was more uncontrollable and evil than her own father. Kyirra. Willow hated to admit that she was more powerful than any being she has ever encountered before, including Glory. It wasn't fair. It just wasn't meant to be. But it happened, and it had to happen to them. Maybe it was the Fates, but Buffy and her friends had given their all to protect the world from evil, and what do they get in return?
You'd think they'd be featured in a comic of some sort and be signing autographs and having the time of their life. Dreams, that was all they were, dreams. Hopeless ones that would never happen. Willow especially felt bad for Buffy. Here she was, standing alone, with all her strength. Her only happiness was in Heaven, but she had to go and bring her back, tearing her best friend away from the very thing that made her happy. She brought up the courage to speak.
"I've tested her, Buffy. Her IQ appears off the charts. She's very smart." Willow said, trying to sound cheerful. Her mood faded when she saw the sullen look on Buffy's face. She heard her sigh.
"I don't care about that. I don't care if my daughter's the stupidest thing ever, I still love her."
"I know, Buffy. I just thought you might want to know."
"Thanks, Willow."
"You're welcome, B. We're always here for you."
Silence. Then
"Its' been about two weeks, and she's already 14. How can this be? Am I dreaming again?"
"I don't think so, Buffy. Everything seems so real. It's ok, we'll get through it."
"No, it's not ok. What is she?"
"I don't know, but whatever she is, she's still your daughter. And Spike's."
A/N: Hey it's the prologue, it's suppose to be short. Sry, the next chapters will be longer. Pwease review. ^^