TITLE: Yesterday's Child
AUTHOR: Drusilla
RATING: PG-13
PAIRING: Spike/Buffy, Max/Liz
SPOILERS: Season 5 of Buffy, Season Two of Roswell
SUMMARY: When Max is haunted by odd dreams of a certain petite blonde, he brings Liz along
to Sunnydale, California to investigate, in hopes of finding more of his kind.
Meanwhile, Buffy explores her feelings for Spike and discovers that everything
has changed during her absence. Set five years in the future.
Buffy/Roswell crossover, Spike/Buffy and Max/Liz 'ships.
DISCLAIMER: The characters aren't mine. They belong to Joss Whedon and Jason Katims.
DISRIBUTION: Sure, take it! Just let me know and credit me, please
FEEDBACK: Yes, please!
YESTERDAY'S CHILD
* * *
CHAPTER 4: Skeleton
* * *
Darkness. Black. Fear, and a damp type of smell that makes him gag. Bottles of clear
liquid, labeled with black, magic-marker letters he cannot make out. Falling, falling,
falling...
Running away; far, far, away. Motion underneath his feet; wheels turning on pavement. A
green sign and white shapes upon it.
'Now leaving Sunnydale. Come back soon!'
"Max?"
He blinks, and the world falls back to sanity.
"Max."
"Sunnydale." He whispers.
"Where is that?"
"I know the way."
"How?"
"I just do." He closes his eyes another time, his dreams bleeding into reality. "We have
to go now." He moves as if to leave, and she pulls him back.
"Max, stop. We can't leave at this crazy hour! Besides, we need to pack. *And*, it's
raining outside."
His expression is desperate as he shivers uncontrollably. "It hurts," He whispers.
Her face softens and she goes to hold him. "Shh.. it's alright. As soon as the sun rises
in the morning, we'll pack a few things and high-tail it out of here." She reassures him.
"You can sleep here for now, if you want." She whispers, smiling coyly.
"Thanks. Do you have any sleeping bags?"
She presses a hard kiss to his lips.
"There's no need." She says, and they lay down.
* * *
"Once upon a time," He begins, "there was a vampire. And he loved a girl-- a woman--
more than anything else in the world. But she was the Slayer, and she did not love him.
He gave up *everything* for her. He went against his own kind. He refused to drink human
blood. He went through torture and Hell just to see that she and her kin remained safe.
He valued her more highly than his own unlife.
"And one day, they all find out that the Slayer's sister is not her sister at all, but a
Key, a mysterious link to all dimensions."
She opens her mouth to speak, but he looks at her dangerously, and she clamps her jaw shut.
"And *then*, a Hellgod comes to town and wants the sister so she can go home. To Hell. The
only problem is," He chuckles good-naturedly. "that if she opens the gates to Hell, then
all the barriers which seperate the dimension from any other will fall, and all the worlds
will bleed into one.
"And so he fought for them. He fought tooth and nail," He whispers as he says this, his
eyes dark, unforgiving. "But it was not enough. His love sacrificed herself into the
portal, to save mankind. She died, and a part of him died too, that day.
"Good old Sunnydale was nearly in ruins by then." He turns around for a moment, unwilling
to have her see his weakness. "Many of the buildings had been burnt to ash. More than half
the population disappeared, and the few that remained picked up their bags and left. Only
the foolish stayed.
"He should have left, too after that. But he couldn't. He had an obligation. He made a
promise to a lady once, and he would rather die than not see it realized.
"He moved into her house, and took care of her baby sister, and everything went well. The
Slayer's friends, the Scoobies, accepted him as a close friend, and they fought the evil
that lurked in the town together.
"And one day, a dreadful thing happened. The vampire was drunk, at a bar, and got into a
fight. He realized that the chip did not work." He turns around and stares into her eyes.
"For a long while, he kept it secret. He did not crave human blood anymore, so he did not
kill."
"A year after the Slayer's death, another one comes to town. And not quietly, either. One
night, she broke into their home and tried to kill the dead Slayer's sister, thinking she
was a vampire. He managed to kick the stake away in time, but she had a knife in her boot.
She put the knife to the girl's neck, and that was when he clicked in.
"He lunged at the Slayer and she fell, dropping both the girl and the knife. She fought
hard, but being newly trained, she was nowhere near as skilled as the previous Slayer. It
was over quickly, and he fed from her. He drank human blood."
She cowers under him, shivering.
"When he was done, he turned to see that the sister had been cut, and badly, too. She was
dying, and there was nothing he could do. And so he held her. After a minute, she
disappeared, and became nothing but green energy and silver dust.
"But the Scoobies came in at that moment. And they saw his blood-stained teeth and the
lifeless body of the Slayer, and they were afraid. He tried to explain, but they would not
believe him. With the sister, the monks had also taken the memories that came with her.
"And so they forgot. They tried to kill him, but he got away." He closes his eyes for
a moment, his face a mask of pain. "It seems, they had all been prepared for the moment.
They did not trust the vampire; They were ready in case he went *bad* at any given time.
"He ran away. For a long time, he lived as human, almost, eating human food and living a
human life."
"And then the God came back. She had an army of demon minions that wreaked havoc upon the
town. She looked for the Scoobies, for she was bent on revenge of the worst kind."
"Torture." She whispers.
"Yes. Torture and then a good brain-suck." He looks at her, his eyes forever boring into
her depths. It is wrong, she thinks, that eyes can do such a thing. That eyes can see into
another's deepest fears.
"And so the vampire did a noble thing. He performed the ulitmate sacrifice, and he saved
them."
"What did he do?"
He draws his face close to her own.
"He killed them."
* * *
TO BE CONTINUED...
HAHAHAH! Aren't I evil? Don't worry, folks, Spike isn't though.. (evil, I mean).
More coming up! Please review!
AUTHOR: Drusilla
RATING: PG-13
PAIRING: Spike/Buffy, Max/Liz
SPOILERS: Season 5 of Buffy, Season Two of Roswell
SUMMARY: When Max is haunted by odd dreams of a certain petite blonde, he brings Liz along
to Sunnydale, California to investigate, in hopes of finding more of his kind.
Meanwhile, Buffy explores her feelings for Spike and discovers that everything
has changed during her absence. Set five years in the future.
Buffy/Roswell crossover, Spike/Buffy and Max/Liz 'ships.
DISCLAIMER: The characters aren't mine. They belong to Joss Whedon and Jason Katims.
DISRIBUTION: Sure, take it! Just let me know and credit me, please
FEEDBACK: Yes, please!
YESTERDAY'S CHILD
* * *
CHAPTER 4: Skeleton
* * *
Darkness. Black. Fear, and a damp type of smell that makes him gag. Bottles of clear
liquid, labeled with black, magic-marker letters he cannot make out. Falling, falling,
falling...
Running away; far, far, away. Motion underneath his feet; wheels turning on pavement. A
green sign and white shapes upon it.
'Now leaving Sunnydale. Come back soon!'
"Max?"
He blinks, and the world falls back to sanity.
"Max."
"Sunnydale." He whispers.
"Where is that?"
"I know the way."
"How?"
"I just do." He closes his eyes another time, his dreams bleeding into reality. "We have
to go now." He moves as if to leave, and she pulls him back.
"Max, stop. We can't leave at this crazy hour! Besides, we need to pack. *And*, it's
raining outside."
His expression is desperate as he shivers uncontrollably. "It hurts," He whispers.
Her face softens and she goes to hold him. "Shh.. it's alright. As soon as the sun rises
in the morning, we'll pack a few things and high-tail it out of here." She reassures him.
"You can sleep here for now, if you want." She whispers, smiling coyly.
"Thanks. Do you have any sleeping bags?"
She presses a hard kiss to his lips.
"There's no need." She says, and they lay down.
* * *
"Once upon a time," He begins, "there was a vampire. And he loved a girl-- a woman--
more than anything else in the world. But she was the Slayer, and she did not love him.
He gave up *everything* for her. He went against his own kind. He refused to drink human
blood. He went through torture and Hell just to see that she and her kin remained safe.
He valued her more highly than his own unlife.
"And one day, they all find out that the Slayer's sister is not her sister at all, but a
Key, a mysterious link to all dimensions."
She opens her mouth to speak, but he looks at her dangerously, and she clamps her jaw shut.
"And *then*, a Hellgod comes to town and wants the sister so she can go home. To Hell. The
only problem is," He chuckles good-naturedly. "that if she opens the gates to Hell, then
all the barriers which seperate the dimension from any other will fall, and all the worlds
will bleed into one.
"And so he fought for them. He fought tooth and nail," He whispers as he says this, his
eyes dark, unforgiving. "But it was not enough. His love sacrificed herself into the
portal, to save mankind. She died, and a part of him died too, that day.
"Good old Sunnydale was nearly in ruins by then." He turns around for a moment, unwilling
to have her see his weakness. "Many of the buildings had been burnt to ash. More than half
the population disappeared, and the few that remained picked up their bags and left. Only
the foolish stayed.
"He should have left, too after that. But he couldn't. He had an obligation. He made a
promise to a lady once, and he would rather die than not see it realized.
"He moved into her house, and took care of her baby sister, and everything went well. The
Slayer's friends, the Scoobies, accepted him as a close friend, and they fought the evil
that lurked in the town together.
"And one day, a dreadful thing happened. The vampire was drunk, at a bar, and got into a
fight. He realized that the chip did not work." He turns around and stares into her eyes.
"For a long while, he kept it secret. He did not crave human blood anymore, so he did not
kill."
"A year after the Slayer's death, another one comes to town. And not quietly, either. One
night, she broke into their home and tried to kill the dead Slayer's sister, thinking she
was a vampire. He managed to kick the stake away in time, but she had a knife in her boot.
She put the knife to the girl's neck, and that was when he clicked in.
"He lunged at the Slayer and she fell, dropping both the girl and the knife. She fought
hard, but being newly trained, she was nowhere near as skilled as the previous Slayer. It
was over quickly, and he fed from her. He drank human blood."
She cowers under him, shivering.
"When he was done, he turned to see that the sister had been cut, and badly, too. She was
dying, and there was nothing he could do. And so he held her. After a minute, she
disappeared, and became nothing but green energy and silver dust.
"But the Scoobies came in at that moment. And they saw his blood-stained teeth and the
lifeless body of the Slayer, and they were afraid. He tried to explain, but they would not
believe him. With the sister, the monks had also taken the memories that came with her.
"And so they forgot. They tried to kill him, but he got away." He closes his eyes for
a moment, his face a mask of pain. "It seems, they had all been prepared for the moment.
They did not trust the vampire; They were ready in case he went *bad* at any given time.
"He ran away. For a long time, he lived as human, almost, eating human food and living a
human life."
"And then the God came back. She had an army of demon minions that wreaked havoc upon the
town. She looked for the Scoobies, for she was bent on revenge of the worst kind."
"Torture." She whispers.
"Yes. Torture and then a good brain-suck." He looks at her, his eyes forever boring into
her depths. It is wrong, she thinks, that eyes can do such a thing. That eyes can see into
another's deepest fears.
"And so the vampire did a noble thing. He performed the ulitmate sacrifice, and he saved
them."
"What did he do?"
He draws his face close to her own.
"He killed them."
* * *
TO BE CONTINUED...
HAHAHAH! Aren't I evil? Don't worry, folks, Spike isn't though.. (evil, I mean).
More coming up! Please review!
