Fanfiction Series to "Buffy the vampire Slayer" series, "Angel" series and the Buffyverse continuation in the "Dark Horse Comics" series.
Warning: I do not own the rights to the television show Buffy the Vampire Slayer, its spin-off series Angel, its dark horse comics continuation series, or any of the characters created by Joss Whedon and others in the Buffyverse.
15 years +, Mild to Strong Violence, Sexual References.
F/F, F/M, M/M, Other +

"All that I am saying is I do not see why Spike needs to come especially with Buffy on her way there is such a thing as too many people for a séance." Angel complained to Faith as the two of them walked through a cemetery located somewhere within New York.
"Spike knew Mandi and their friendship believe it or not is a lot less complicated than Tristan and Mandi's so if it is her haunting Tristan my bet is on Spike convincing her to either lay off or crossover." Faith explained to the brooding vampire. "Spike is needed for this little séance you and Buffy are here to be there for your kid."
"Is Willow coming too? I mean Buffy goes everywhere with her friends and having a witch during a séance makes sense." Angel replied to her, giving in to the notion of having to soon play nice with Spike. "I doubt Dawn and Xander are going to be there with the baby and everything…but then again I doubted Spike would be there and hey presto."
"Calm down big guy," Faith laughed at Angel's jealousy with Spike. "Willow is not coming I told B it was better for her to come on her own so you and her could you know do whatever parents do with their kids that does not involve messing them up."
"And yet Spike still got an invite?" Angel moaned once more.
"I get you and Spike have this beef over B and then there is some messed up shit with Dru that I do not even want to approach but you have both been fighting on the same side for a while now it is long overdue that you two stop being a pair of bitches and learn how to get along." Faith told him straight. "The last thing Tristan needs right now is dad to be fighting with mum's on/off lover over stupid shit!"
"You are right." Angel reluctantly admitted. "When did you become the voice of reason?"
"I know, scary right?" Faith laughed. "New York's been a good move for me so far…well until Dru made her little comeback anyways."
"Do you think it is Mandi that is haunting Tristan or something else?" Angel questioned her as the two stopped walking and stood still on the path.
"Honestly, I think Mandi is gone and that's the worst of this because if she is at least haunting him then Tristan has a chance of closure." Faith replied to Angel. "But then on the sinister side ghosts are known for breaking windows but other than Tristan's nightmares there has been no other signs of a haunting."
"Well he did not break the windows himself so if this séance is a bust then we take to the research I guess." Angel answered her, "I hope for Tristan's sake it is Mandi."
"Never did I think we'd be hoping for a haunting." Faith said, as the two shared a laugh with each other. "I miss the good old days when it was just vampires and slayers."
Faith was glad Angel was in town despite their awkward attempt at becoming something more the two of them had always made good friends, in a way she was thankful for the fallout they had over a year ago as it led to the two of them finding their unique friendship once again, a friendship Faith valued deeply.
Faith had always had a soft side for Angel and it was good to learn he did too but after their brief romance which was just a series of make out sessions she was glad to once again refer to him as a friend having never really been one for relationships, or maybe Faith had just not met someone she could imagine herself being all in for.

With the constant nightmares, the exploding windows and the shock arrival of his father Angel, Tristan Summers was more exhausted than he had ever been before but with the hope of a séance getting to the bottom of his recent ordeal Tristan decided to get some time to himself and ran a bath.
Tristan never lasted long lying in the bath he had made for himself before he quickly found himself falling asleep despite trying his hardest to avoid it he couldn't resist his exhaustion any longer and before long he had found himself fast asleep.
As his eyes closed he found himself transported to standing in the garden of his family home in Riverborn, shocked to how he got there and uncertain of whether or not he was dreaming as he looked at his home noticing it looked lived in and abandoned like the last time he was there as he began walking towards the front door only to be left shocked as he reached the porch to find Drusilla opening the front door.
"The demon inside you grows stronger by the day my darling boy." She said as she walked over and gently raised her right hand to stroke Tristan's right cheek softly. "You have been lost for a long time but soon you will find your real home…with me."
"No, you are wrong this is just some weird way of you messing with my mind again." Tristan replied as he pulled away from the female vampire. "I will never be with you again unless that is me killing you."
"Silly boy if you wanted me dead you would have tried harder," Drusilla laughed, revealing what Tristan already knew himself deep down. "Yes, you are mad, but I am the last bit of family you have, and mummy will always love you!"
"You killed my friend!" Tristan snapped at her.
"You and I both know I was not the only one to kill her." Drusilla replied, adding more guilt to Tristan's conscious.
Before Tristan could reply to Drusilla he suddenly found himself in a dark cave within a blink of the eye, confused by how he had went from his family home to a cave so quickly as he looked around for any sign of Drusilla only to be met by nothing but empty space and shadows.
He wanted to go towards the light and walk out of the cave but something inside him wanted to see where the cave led to and before long Tristan found himself walking further and further into the darkness until he found the first slayer stood in front of him.
"You're the first slayer I remember you from my last wacky dream." Tristan greeted her. "Why are you here now?"
"Be stronger than the monster inside!" Sineya warned Tristan, but before he could respond to her he felt a cold chill behind his shoulder which forced him awake, back in the bathroom of the apartment he shared in the bathroom, back in a now cold bath.
"Well that was different," Tristan stated as he looked around the bathroom. "At least there's no broken windows this time."
"Hello friend," A version of Mandi greeted Tristan as she appeared from out of thin air with jet black eyes, shocking Tristan by her presence. "Goodbye friend!"
The twisted jet black eyed Mandi grabbed a hold of Tristan's head and shoved his entire body under water with an unfamiliar superhuman strength as Tristan began struggling to come back up only to be met by Mandi's cackling as she continued to drown the demonic slayer.

Buffy Summers stood in the alleyway outside of Rogue's front doors hesitant to walk into the bar owned by her son and her former friend turned enemy turned friend again Faith, as she tried to prepare herself to go into mum mode.
Now when it came to monster hunting, she was an expert, being a big sister she managed and she believed she was a good friend but when it came to being a mother she had little practice only having a few weeks with her new born baby before losing him to a portal to the past and she was more than nervous to take up her motherly duties once again.
It did not help that her son seemed to be thick as thieves with Faith which added to Buffy's fears knowing that Tristan could relate more to Faith than her, even Angel had one up on her in the department not to mention nobody exactly asked Buffy to come to L.A. to help Tristan's redemption, although nobody told her not to either.
Suddenly a loud screaming sound came from within the bar that Buffy instantly recognized as her son's scream forcing her to face her fears and run into the bar as fast as she could, hearing his screams louder when inside the bar which were now matched with sounds of splashing.
Buffy quickly jumped over the bar counter and ran into the backroom, rushing towards the stairs which she quickly charged up before reaching the bathroom door and kicking the locked door open with force shocked to see Tristan lying there in the bath looking completely traumatized but his head was now above water and as Buffy looked around the room she concluded he was alone.
"Did a ghost try to drown you? They love drowning people, well not just ghosts actually vamps love it too but their a little better at it, especially The Master." Buffy rambled to Tristan before receiving a non-amused look from her son. "I guess I should close the door and wait downstairs for you to get changed."
She could tell something had just happened that she had just stopped something from going any further but she could also tell her son was wet, naked and in need of getting changed and so she left him to it quickly closing the bathroom door behind her as she left Tristan alone in the bathroom once again.
Whatever attacked him was clearly gone and so Buffy felt safe in leaving him to get himself ready before meeting her downstairs, saving him from whatever was tormenting him was an easy task for her, it was just another day as the slayer to her but she knew what would come next, what he needed from her, would prove to be her hardest job yet; being a mum.

After yet another near death experience Tristan had well and truly met his limit, he was done with all things supernatural, with always having to fight every single day and mostly he was done with being haunted by a friend who he believed had every right to torment him like he believed she was.
He had spent so much time loving Lucas and then loving Dante that he never stopped to fully appreciate the kind of love he had with his best friend Mandi Jenkins, a girl who always had his back no matter what and even plunged forward into the darkness with him so he did not have to be alone.
This loyalty did not go unpunished with Tristan choosing Dante and Drusilla over Mandi repeatedly before going on to kill Mandi's boyfriend and yet Mandi was one of the biggest advocates for his redemption.
The truth is he had given up on her and even himself a long time ago and yet she had never give up on him, her belief in him being what Tristan truly believed had left to her untimely death at the hands of Drusilla.
"Why did you have to be such a good friend?" A now fully dressed Tristan mumbled to himself as he looked at his reflection in the bathroom mirror. "You deserved so much better than me!"
Tristan continued to investigate his reflection, beginning to notice that his eyes kept changing from it's normal color to jet black before he started blinking quicker and quicker hoping to see his eyes stay their normal color, growing more and more frustrated, leading him to punch the mirror with his right fist as his face went full vampire mode.
"That is who you really are, you can keep trying to pretend you're not a monster but deep down we both know better." Dante stated as he appeared from out of thin air, shocking Tristan out of his vamp face, as he struggled to understand how his dead lover was suddenly standing right next to him.
"You are not real you cannot be real!" Tristan replied, after managing to stumble up the courage to speak. "If you were going to haunt me you would never have waited so long…"
"Oh, I am real I'm just not Dante it's just easier to talk to you with a face you like." The being displaying Dante's body claimed.
"You tried drowning me." Tristan responded, admitting for the first time Mandi was not behind recent events.
"You're a vampire you cannot really drown," The Dante imposter scoffed. "I just needed to get your attention."
"Why?" Tristan wondered, fearing the answer.
"Go downstairs and find out for yourself." The enigma replied before vanishing how he appeared, within a blink of an eye.
It was in that very moment Tristan knew for a fact neither Mandi or any other ghost was haunting him, that Drusilla was right about her claims of the soul he now had being that of the demon's, the shadow demon's.
He knew that the thing plaguing him was actually himself or rather something within himself and the only way to get rid of this plague was to face the ancient demon within, no matter it's risk, the risk being the potential of losing his soul forever.

Buffy, Angel and Spike all sat at the counter of the bar on the stools within the Rogue's bar as Faith stood behind the bar ready to begin a séance she did not fully believed needed to be performed but knew Tristan needed all of their company now more than ever.
Buffy had informed them all about her bathroom break in with Tristan, how spooked her son looked by the time she had got to him and how there was no sign of anyone else, not that it would be the first time the slayer had encountered an invisible foe but it was the first time one plagued her son.
Faith shared the nightmares she had witnessed Tristan waking up from, how he was convinced Mandi was haunting him and how deeply she feared that the demonic slayer was beginning to lose his mind at the hands of something, if not himself.
Angel admitted to his worries about the son he shared with his first love Buffy but also admitted to the hopes that they could pull him through this, being somewhat confident after his recent father/son moment with Tristan.
And as for Spike, he didn't have much to add to the conversation, mostly avoiding the awkwardness of being around Buffy after their latest breakup and the general feuding he had with Angel lasting centuries long, while drinking the bottle of beers Faith had been handing him in order to keep him there.
They talked about Tristan over and over while all trying to avoid any other topic of conversation; Faith wanting to avoid the Buffy, Angel and Spike love triangle that never went without it's drama, Buffy wanting to stop herself admitting her jealousy over Faith's bond with her son and Angel and Spike just wanting to avoid each other.
"He has been up there a really long time!" Faith noticed, keeping the conversation on Tristan still, as she began to grow more worried for the demonic slayer.
"Maybe one of us should go up there…" Buffy suggested, fearing being the one to check on her son but also fearing to stay alone with Angel and Spike.
"I am more than willing…" Angel began to say, before being cut off.
"I'll go check!" Faith interrupted, not meaning to be rude but just being used to the one handling Tristan, her eagerness not going unnoticed by Buffy.
Before long Faith found herself in the backroom of the bar and rushing up the stairs, shouting Tristan's name repeatedly as she walked into the hallway of their shared apartment before noticing the bathroom door was left opened.
She wasted no time into walking into the bathroom, already knowing deep down she wouldn't find Tristan there only to find the broken mirror as evidence to her theory, concluding Tristan had left to god knows where, fearing if she did not act quick she may never see him again as she worried about what danger lay ahead for the demonic slayer.
One thing Faith knew for certain wherever he was going spelled trouble and she was going to need Buffy, Spike and Angel's best efforts to find Tristan in time and save him from whatever had left him so tormented.

TO BE CONTINUED…