Part 1- Everyone
Author: SpoiledLiLAmy
Rating: Ummmmmm I'm gonna say R but just to be safe. I think it could probably be considered PG-13. If you can watch Buffytvs then you can read this. There's some "colorful" language and some semi-graphic violence.
Disclaimer: It's not mine. Well actually some of the characters do belong to me but only the boring ones. It belongs to UPN, Joss, Mutant Enemy, etc. The song is by Adema and everyone affiliated with them..... Again not me.
Summary: 50 years in the future and the council has gone bad. This is a Buffy/Spike story.
Timeline/Spoilers: This is set in an AU. Basically s5 did happen minus the whole Spike loving Buffy angle and without Buffy dying. So it's like a s4 Spike and Buffy but most of the s5 events did happen.
Authors Note: I'm not that great a writer and I have realllllly horrible spelling and my grammar is nonexistent. Sorry.
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I'm sick of the excuses that you want me to believe
I've been understanding giving everything you need
Using me is over now and soon you're gonna see
I'm done with you, i'm done with you
Garrett Hunter had always prided himself in his ability to get women. With god given good looks and a variety of never-fail pick-up lines it was the one thing he was really good at. This girl would be no different. He had noticed her earlier that day and had followed her until she sat down at this little outdoor coffee shop. Night had fallen yet she hadn't moved. She alternated between riffling through a stack of papers and staring into space. She was a hottie in every respect. She was rather skinny but when ever she moved he caught a saw that she was indeed in very good shape and fairly muscular. Her skin had a golden tan and her honey-blonde hair hung down to her lower back. He had seen her face several times during the day and was not disappointed. Her large hazel eyes and were rimmed by long lashes. She wore a short light blue sundress and a pair of those sunglasses with the rhinestones design in the corner. Of course she had abandoned the sunglasses about and hour ago. "Yep," he thought with a nod, "defiantly a hottie.
Buffy Summers pretended not to notice the man who was blatantly staring at her and what had at first been a flattering show of attention was quickly becoming annoying. The guy was cute enough but it was against the rules for her to become involved with and innocents.
A shrill ringing came from her purse and she jumped, startled, knocking her coffee cup off of the small table in the process. Her hand shot out instinctively to grab the cup midfall. Realizing what she had done she shot a nervous glance over at her "stalker" who, luckily, had not seemed to notice her little display. "Not a bright one," she thought with a smile, "all looks and no brain. Nothing unusual there." Buffy rummaged though her purse in an attempt to locate her ringing cell phone. It took some effort but she eventually pulled her hand out triumphantly clutching her phone. "Hello?" she said quickly, hoping that the caller had not hung up. "Buffy?" the voice asked anxiously, "Good god you gave us a scare! Where the bloody hell have you been?! The council has been calling you for three days with no response!" the voice continued. "Giles. Calm down," she pleaded. "I've been right her the whole time. Exactly where they assigned me." "Then why haven't they been able to reach you?" Giles asked, his voice becoming more controlled. " I disconnected my phone." Buffy muttered sheepishly. "Now why would you do a stupid thing like that? What if there was an emergency?" Giles demanded. Well I kept getting these so called "courtesy calls" and they wanted me to but some crap that I didn't need and one day I just got fed up with it and I uh......Ripped the cord out of the wall." Giles sighed partially in exasperation, partially in relief. "Your number is supposed to be unlisted. You're not supposed to exist. You know that Buffy." "They get my number from the magazines I buy." Buffy explained. She could picture Giles removing his glasses and rubbing the bridge of his nose. A gesture that basically meant that he was annoyed. "It's nice to talk to you though." She admitted softly. "Yes it is. How long has it been now?" he asked ruefully. "Must be at least three years now," Buffy replied sadly, "Not since Wesley's funeral." Giles cleared his throat, "You know you can't let the council find out about your lifestyle." He reminded her. "They'd be after you in a minute." Buffy sighed, "Yeah I know. But I'm not gonna let them get to me. They've brainwashed the others and they're starting on you. They are never going to get me." "Yes well I just called to let you know that you are to catch the 5:30 plane to London. You're getting a new assignment." Giles informed quickly before hanging up. "Toodles to you to Giles." She muttered sarcastically and dropped the phone back into her purse. She stuffed a tip under her cup and spun around heading towards her apartment.
Would there be a difference if i followed what you say
Taken from my mind and i can't seem to get away
Using me is over now and soon you're gonna see
I'm done with you, i'm done with you
She heard the man who had been following her get up and give chase. She stopped and turned to face him. "Hey," he said, a little breathless from his run to catch up to her. Buffy simply stared, making her face the blank emotionless mask she had perfected over the years. Most people found this unnerving. Anyone with a face so stoic is not someone you'd like to associate with. This man, however, did not seem to mind in the slightest. "Hey you know this place is pretty dangerous at night. Not a good place for girls to be alone." He said smoothly. "I'll keep that in mind but I think I'll survive." She said and began to walk again. "No you don't understand!" he persisted, "These aren't guys you can overpower with some moves from one of those wimpy female self-defense classes. These are honest to god muggers and would be rapist." Buffy felt a tingling start at the back of her head but she purposely shrugged it off. Minutes later she heard her companion cry out. She slowly turned to see him throwing weak punches at a vampire who only seemed amused by his try at heroics. "Run baby!" he shouted at Buffy, "Just run and call the cops!" Buffy rolled her eyes and gave an exaggerated sigh, "Look you guys.... I'm SO not in the mood for this! I've got a plane to catch in five hours so why don't the rest of you come on out!" Four more vamps stepped from the shadows into the glow of the streetlamps. "Now I actually contemplated letting you guys eat him," she said addressing the vampires, "but even if he is a pig that's one step up from you."
She pulled a wooden stake from a hidden pocket in her dress and launched herself at the nearest vamp dusting him in seconds. The other four vamps followed within a minute. Buffy let her stake clatter to the ground as she brushed vampire dust off of her dress and shook out her hair. "Go home." She said coldly to her admirer. "And NEVER underestimate a girl again." She added, kicking her stake over to the fallen man. She continued on her journey to her apartment without any more interruptions.
Everyone is the same
Quick to point the blame
All i know is that life is a struggle
Why?
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"Are you sure you want to do this?" Michael Rossen asked the petite woman sitting in front of him. "Positive." She replied, her voice melodious and strong. "They're without a doubt the two strongest and most talented fighters of the lot." Michael protested. "But that's not quite true." the woman replied, her voice almost a purr. She had always reminded Michael of a cat. He had loved cats.... Until he met her.
I can't seem to escape
All the games that you play
All i know is that life is a struggle
Sorry i'm angry
I've fallen
From everything
Kelly Lee, head of the watchers council. But for the past forty or so years they had not just focused on the slayer. They now had a group of immortals to control as well. Ten of them positioned in ten different locations around the world. It had been the original decision of the council to keep the immortals separate. The reason they were immortal was not to spend all eternity searching for love and protecting friends. They were a weapon against evil and must be completely separated from the rest of the outside world. Minimum contact with innocents and restricted contact with each other. The rules had become stricter over the years. An all black dress code was enforced and then the council had started to "dispose of" some "distractions". If one of the immortals became particularly attached to a human there would be an assassin sent after the human. That had been going on for over a year when things started to get out of hand.
Why am i so angry inside my head
Life's all the same
It's gonna change
I'm not ashamed
To live my life
Kelly Lee became the head of the council at age twenty-five. She was cruel and heartless. One of the immortals, the former watcher Wesley Pryce, caught onto the scheme. His girlfriend was murdered and Wesley recognized the assassin. To keep Wesley from informing his old friends of his discovery Kelly ordered Wesley beheaded which was the easiest method to kill an immortal. Now she was going to do it again.
Everyone is the same
Quick to point the blame
All i know is that life is a struggle
Why?
"I agree that they are the toughest fighters... but they aren't the strongest. In fact they are the exact opposite. They live the way they fight.... With a passion. They feel so strongly. So alike, unfortunately, we can't let them continue. They won't change their ways so this is our only option." "But-!" Micheal burst, his face flushed and his mind racing. "Go Michael!" Kelly snapped, pointing to the door. Michael Rossen was tired of taking orders. But he always did. He took everyone's crap and now two talented warriors were going to die because he couldn't speak his mind.
I can't seem to escape
All the games that you play
All i know is that life is a struggle