Story: Gone But Never Forgotten
Chapter: 3 Love at First Sight
Summary: Katheran goes to get her next letter, and has a encounter with a friend, but it the friend, her friend.
Author: Dark British Girl
Distribution: Just Ask and you shall recieve
E-mail: Wildkat1373@aol.com or DareDevil1304@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: I don't own any characters but those not from the buffy and angel verse, bloody hell I wish I did.
* Once again my lovely computer is still not working with me, I swear I hate this blasted machine.
* Please Review they keep me writting this thing even though I should be working on my manuscript for my publisher, oh well.
Emotion at First Sight
Kat looked around the old school, it was a mess. The building had blown up over a century before, however with all the rumors which circled the place nobody had ever been willing to, nor brave enough tear it down or repair it. The rooms that were somewhat intact looked like they had just been abandoned, old books, desks, chairs, even the outdated computers laid everywhere. Carefully she crawled through the rubble. She had broken into city records in the Sunnydale Libary earlier that afternoon and looked up where the libary was. Finally after nearly an hour of climbing through the school she spotted the doors. Stopping she looked around, the doors looked like they did in the pictures of the school she had looked at earlier in the day. They looked like nothing had happend. She almost expected students to be walking in and out. She slowly moved towards the doors.
"I wouldn't go in there if I was you." Kat flipped around into a fighting position however she did not see anybody or anything.
"Show yourself, or I'll be forced to make this a lot more painful for you then it has to be." Yeah sure, she thought, if this is a demon or a protection spell I really doubt you scared it.
"What do I look like my father, well of course I do got all my looks from him but that's not the point slayer. I am not going to stand in the shadows and give you some kind of cryptic message. Well I am going to stand in the shadows. The libary is not somewhere your ready to go. The hacker wicca left a spell on some of the more importent places around Sunnydale to protect them from any creature who might want to disrespect them so to speak, when everyone was gone." The voice stopped for a second as if the person behind it was remembering what happend.
"The Magic Box, The Factory, The Summers Household, The Watchers old apartment, The Mansion, The crypt, The warehouse in which my uncles club was once in, The Hotel in L.A, The Bronze, and there graves". As the sentence fisnished a dark figure walked from the shadows.
"I hate to be like my father in this way, but here this is what you came to get slayer, take it and go home." The man spoke slowly as if he still was reliving memories of the long ago past.With that an envolope landed at Katherins feet, she leaned down and picked it up. When she stood up and looked around the man was gone.
"Not ready eh... I wonder when I will be." Turning around she took one last look at the libary doors and headed out of the school.
Once home she went and told her mother hello, then she went to her room. She put the envolope on her bed and got ready to go to sleep. After she changed and took a shower Kat opened the envolope dropping 3 drawings onto the bed.
Cautiously she picked up the first. It was inside of a large mansion or hotel somewhere. It was decortrated in early 20th century decor, which she had learned from history class. She looked the first thing she saw was the Cheerleader laying across a couch her feet pulled up a little leaving room for a figure sitting there, she looked older and more mature. Her hair was shorter then it had been in the previous drawings she had seen yesterday after school in the cafe. Her eyes looked old but in a good I know what is out there and how to deal with it because I have before like way. Her clothes did not look overly expensive but still nicer then most the people in the photo had on. Under her photo it said "the Cheerleader who became my mother".
At the end of the couch sat a demon, he was a color not of humen skin but which color she could not be sure. On his head sat a good head of hair, which had two small horns sticking out of it. He was wearing an expensive suit, although it made him look like a fashion victim in the photo. He had a wonderful smile on. On that showed caring and worry but also a strange carisma. "The Green horned fashion victim demon" was what was stated at the bottom of his picture. He's green, Kat wondered looking carefully at the figure in the picture. She was slowly able to picture him with green skin and a red suit with red hair and red eyes. Kat shook her head as if she was waking up. Shivering, she sat straight up. How did I see that. He looked so real in my mind, but thats not possible, I must of just came up with a funny, cute and nice looking way for him to look.
On the middle of the couch on the floor sat a young weak, lost looking girl. She was sitting indian style and smiling shyly. She stared at the girl, and and frowned how did a girl like that get into a situation like fighting demons and other forms of evil. Under the girl it said "The girl who lived in a hell demesion before my father and friends saved her". Kat looked sadly at the girl, poor thing she thought. Although she had never been to any of the hell demensions, nor did she really think she would be vistiting one soon. She had a feeling that life wherever this girl had been was not fun.
Standing behind the couch and leaning down a little with his hands resting on the back of the coach was the vampire with a soul. He looked the same as in the other drawings for the most part, but he was a vampire that was expected. However she did notice his eyes, they were not as haunted and tortured as they had been in the Sunny D pictures.
To the left of him stood a man who looked just like The Watcher only younger. He had on a suit and glasses. A old book was tightly held under his left arm, which was bent and holding the book to his chest. He was smiling a purly British smile. His head nodded down just a little. Under him it said "The Younger Stuffy British Watcher in Tweed." She smiled, just what I thought.
Her eyes flowed to the other side of the vampire. There stood a good looking African- American man. He was no hair and a stern look on his face, even with his smile. He had on street clothes of a tee-shirt and pair of jeans. His arms were crossed across his chest, and his head was nodded down. Under him it stated "The boy who grew up on the streets and fought the demons who lived there". Kat ran her hand across the boy. How did he die again, that was right she thought as she looked at the first note she had recevied. He had been killed when a cop mistaked him for a murderer and shot him in the chest. She felt a tear in her eye. Just looking at him she could tell he loved what he did, he loved helping and saving people from the darkness just like she did. Quickly she shook her head, here she was about to cry over a boy who she did not even know. A boy who had been killed around 2010.
In the background was a sign it said "Angel Investigations We help the helpless" Under the sign she could make out a weapons case. It stood proudly in the background with Axes and stakes, with crossbows and swords. Wonder what ever happend to that she thought. No, she scolded herself it does not matter what happend to any of these people, places or things she was looking at.
Flipping it over she looked at the picture "Right Before the impossible happend"
"There all gone and don't matter any more" she seid.
She slowly picked up another picture, this time it was the same set up only this time both girls sat on the couch with the demon.
The cheerleader sat in the middle holding a small bundle Kat was able to decide was a baby.
To her left sat the demon, his arm lovingly around the girl, however Kat got the idea that it was just a friendly gesture and meant nothing more. He was leaning down over the baby. Staring mesmerized at the tiny form laughing.
The Shy looking girl sat to the right of the Cheerleader and the baby. Her legs pulled under her as she looked lovingly at the child.
The younger Watcher did not have a book in his hand but a rubber ducky which he was holding over the baby, leaning down and smiling at it from between the cheerleader and demons heads.
Behind the cheerleader was the vampire he was also leaning down, looking at the small bundle in the Cheerleaders arms. His hand was playing with the blanket, as if trying to make the child warmer or more secure.
Between his head and the shy girls was the boy from the streets. He to was laughing his hands on the top of the couch as he leaned down.
Kat noticed that the glass weapons case was missing in it's place stood a wooden box with a large pad lock holding the two doors together in the middle. Another sat at the top, and Kat suspected there was another at the bottom. They baby proofed the place, how sweet. She smiled looking at the name under the child she froze. It simply stated "Me". Flipping it over she saw on the back it stated, "My Family in our first family picture"
Kat then picked up the next drawing. Looking at the face into she grasped and dropped it. Quickly she placed the pictures on her desk and turned off the light. Lit by the moon light on her desk sat the third and final drawing on top. It was of a beautiful creature, holding a blindfolded doll tightly to it's chest.
She's begining to understand finally, thought the figure just outside of her window. He knew which picture the slayer had freaked out on, he had not foreseen how easily her emotional blocks had broken. He had heard her comment about the boy, who he had called an uncle. But he still had not expected the reaction she had to the last picture.
Time to move on to the next part of the plan. Carefully he attached an envolop to the slayers window. Then he went to go get something to eat, and then planned on going to sleep.
Chapter: 3 Love at First Sight
Summary: Katheran goes to get her next letter, and has a encounter with a friend, but it the friend, her friend.
Author: Dark British Girl
Distribution: Just Ask and you shall recieve
E-mail: Wildkat1373@aol.com or DareDevil1304@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: I don't own any characters but those not from the buffy and angel verse, bloody hell I wish I did.
* Once again my lovely computer is still not working with me, I swear I hate this blasted machine.
* Please Review they keep me writting this thing even though I should be working on my manuscript for my publisher, oh well.
Emotion at First Sight
Kat looked around the old school, it was a mess. The building had blown up over a century before, however with all the rumors which circled the place nobody had ever been willing to, nor brave enough tear it down or repair it. The rooms that were somewhat intact looked like they had just been abandoned, old books, desks, chairs, even the outdated computers laid everywhere. Carefully she crawled through the rubble. She had broken into city records in the Sunnydale Libary earlier that afternoon and looked up where the libary was. Finally after nearly an hour of climbing through the school she spotted the doors. Stopping she looked around, the doors looked like they did in the pictures of the school she had looked at earlier in the day. They looked like nothing had happend. She almost expected students to be walking in and out. She slowly moved towards the doors.
"I wouldn't go in there if I was you." Kat flipped around into a fighting position however she did not see anybody or anything.
"Show yourself, or I'll be forced to make this a lot more painful for you then it has to be." Yeah sure, she thought, if this is a demon or a protection spell I really doubt you scared it.
"What do I look like my father, well of course I do got all my looks from him but that's not the point slayer. I am not going to stand in the shadows and give you some kind of cryptic message. Well I am going to stand in the shadows. The libary is not somewhere your ready to go. The hacker wicca left a spell on some of the more importent places around Sunnydale to protect them from any creature who might want to disrespect them so to speak, when everyone was gone." The voice stopped for a second as if the person behind it was remembering what happend.
"The Magic Box, The Factory, The Summers Household, The Watchers old apartment, The Mansion, The crypt, The warehouse in which my uncles club was once in, The Hotel in L.A, The Bronze, and there graves". As the sentence fisnished a dark figure walked from the shadows.
"I hate to be like my father in this way, but here this is what you came to get slayer, take it and go home." The man spoke slowly as if he still was reliving memories of the long ago past.With that an envolope landed at Katherins feet, she leaned down and picked it up. When she stood up and looked around the man was gone.
"Not ready eh... I wonder when I will be." Turning around she took one last look at the libary doors and headed out of the school.
Once home she went and told her mother hello, then she went to her room. She put the envolope on her bed and got ready to go to sleep. After she changed and took a shower Kat opened the envolope dropping 3 drawings onto the bed.
Cautiously she picked up the first. It was inside of a large mansion or hotel somewhere. It was decortrated in early 20th century decor, which she had learned from history class. She looked the first thing she saw was the Cheerleader laying across a couch her feet pulled up a little leaving room for a figure sitting there, she looked older and more mature. Her hair was shorter then it had been in the previous drawings she had seen yesterday after school in the cafe. Her eyes looked old but in a good I know what is out there and how to deal with it because I have before like way. Her clothes did not look overly expensive but still nicer then most the people in the photo had on. Under her photo it said "the Cheerleader who became my mother".
At the end of the couch sat a demon, he was a color not of humen skin but which color she could not be sure. On his head sat a good head of hair, which had two small horns sticking out of it. He was wearing an expensive suit, although it made him look like a fashion victim in the photo. He had a wonderful smile on. On that showed caring and worry but also a strange carisma. "The Green horned fashion victim demon" was what was stated at the bottom of his picture. He's green, Kat wondered looking carefully at the figure in the picture. She was slowly able to picture him with green skin and a red suit with red hair and red eyes. Kat shook her head as if she was waking up. Shivering, she sat straight up. How did I see that. He looked so real in my mind, but thats not possible, I must of just came up with a funny, cute and nice looking way for him to look.
On the middle of the couch on the floor sat a young weak, lost looking girl. She was sitting indian style and smiling shyly. She stared at the girl, and and frowned how did a girl like that get into a situation like fighting demons and other forms of evil. Under the girl it said "The girl who lived in a hell demesion before my father and friends saved her". Kat looked sadly at the girl, poor thing she thought. Although she had never been to any of the hell demensions, nor did she really think she would be vistiting one soon. She had a feeling that life wherever this girl had been was not fun.
Standing behind the couch and leaning down a little with his hands resting on the back of the coach was the vampire with a soul. He looked the same as in the other drawings for the most part, but he was a vampire that was expected. However she did notice his eyes, they were not as haunted and tortured as they had been in the Sunny D pictures.
To the left of him stood a man who looked just like The Watcher only younger. He had on a suit and glasses. A old book was tightly held under his left arm, which was bent and holding the book to his chest. He was smiling a purly British smile. His head nodded down just a little. Under him it said "The Younger Stuffy British Watcher in Tweed." She smiled, just what I thought.
Her eyes flowed to the other side of the vampire. There stood a good looking African- American man. He was no hair and a stern look on his face, even with his smile. He had on street clothes of a tee-shirt and pair of jeans. His arms were crossed across his chest, and his head was nodded down. Under him it stated "The boy who grew up on the streets and fought the demons who lived there". Kat ran her hand across the boy. How did he die again, that was right she thought as she looked at the first note she had recevied. He had been killed when a cop mistaked him for a murderer and shot him in the chest. She felt a tear in her eye. Just looking at him she could tell he loved what he did, he loved helping and saving people from the darkness just like she did. Quickly she shook her head, here she was about to cry over a boy who she did not even know. A boy who had been killed around 2010.
In the background was a sign it said "Angel Investigations We help the helpless" Under the sign she could make out a weapons case. It stood proudly in the background with Axes and stakes, with crossbows and swords. Wonder what ever happend to that she thought. No, she scolded herself it does not matter what happend to any of these people, places or things she was looking at.
Flipping it over she looked at the picture "Right Before the impossible happend"
"There all gone and don't matter any more" she seid.
She slowly picked up another picture, this time it was the same set up only this time both girls sat on the couch with the demon.
The cheerleader sat in the middle holding a small bundle Kat was able to decide was a baby.
To her left sat the demon, his arm lovingly around the girl, however Kat got the idea that it was just a friendly gesture and meant nothing more. He was leaning down over the baby. Staring mesmerized at the tiny form laughing.
The Shy looking girl sat to the right of the Cheerleader and the baby. Her legs pulled under her as she looked lovingly at the child.
The younger Watcher did not have a book in his hand but a rubber ducky which he was holding over the baby, leaning down and smiling at it from between the cheerleader and demons heads.
Behind the cheerleader was the vampire he was also leaning down, looking at the small bundle in the Cheerleaders arms. His hand was playing with the blanket, as if trying to make the child warmer or more secure.
Between his head and the shy girls was the boy from the streets. He to was laughing his hands on the top of the couch as he leaned down.
Kat noticed that the glass weapons case was missing in it's place stood a wooden box with a large pad lock holding the two doors together in the middle. Another sat at the top, and Kat suspected there was another at the bottom. They baby proofed the place, how sweet. She smiled looking at the name under the child she froze. It simply stated "Me". Flipping it over she saw on the back it stated, "My Family in our first family picture"
Kat then picked up the next drawing. Looking at the face into she grasped and dropped it. Quickly she placed the pictures on her desk and turned off the light. Lit by the moon light on her desk sat the third and final drawing on top. It was of a beautiful creature, holding a blindfolded doll tightly to it's chest.
She's begining to understand finally, thought the figure just outside of her window. He knew which picture the slayer had freaked out on, he had not foreseen how easily her emotional blocks had broken. He had heard her comment about the boy, who he had called an uncle. But he still had not expected the reaction she had to the last picture.
Time to move on to the next part of the plan. Carefully he attached an envolop to the slayers window. Then he went to go get something to eat, and then planned on going to sleep.