Part 2/?
Buffy was surrounded in the white light. A few moments later, everything cleared, and she saw the Oracles. "We will come to you soon, be aware, vampires do exist, and you must be careful. Do not reveal to anyone that you are from the future. You must remain anonymous, and we will come to you," the female said.
"I'm going back in time?" Buffy questioned.
"Yes, warrior. We will explain later. But, you must go, now!" the male answered.
[Blackness, nothingness, until I open my eyes. I sit up, and I look down at my body. I am dressed in an old fashioned hoop skirt and my hair is tied up elegantly on my head.]
A man rushed up to Buffy, and helped her up. "Are ye all right miss. Ye had a terrible fall." He said.
"I'm fine." Buffy replied.
She brushed off her dress, as he let go of her hand.
"What may I ask is ure name?" The man asked.
"Uh, um, Elizabeth," Buffy replied.
"Well, that's a right pretty name. May I ask if you have someplace to stay?"
"Uh, I'm not sure." She replied. "I don't remember much."
"Well, I think I should take ye in. My girls would love you, they love having company," the man said. "The names, William."
William led Buffy to his small cottage. As soon as she entered the cottage, she was swarmed by three very pretty girls.
"Everyone, this is Elizabeth." William said, introducing her to all the children.
"What's going on in there?" a woman's voice called out.
"Come here, I would like you to meet Elizabeth," he said to his wife. A fairly skinny woman came into the hall, wearing a white apron.
"Hello." Buffy said, shyly.
"I'm Catherine, and I guess you met William," the woman said, smiling kindly.
"Elizabeth fell, and I think she's hit her head, for she can't remember who she is. I invited her to stay with us," William said, pleased with his manners.
The three young girls looked excited, and the eldest one, stepped towards Buffy. "I'm Cathy, and this is Katie and Mary. I'm glad you're going to stay with us," she said, very politely.
The two other girls smiled sweetly, and as William and Catherine were talking, Buffy met each girl.
"William, have you seen you son?" Catherine asked her husband.
"No, not since last night. He's probably out drinking himself to death," he replied, bitterness evident in his voice.
Just then, the door burst open, and a drunken man staggered into the cottage.
"Angel?" Buffy whispered, looking up at the man, his long hair falling into his face.
"Liam!" Catherine yelled. "Why didn't you tell us you would be gone so long?" She asked, grabbing him by the arm, and sat him down in a chair.
"Angel?" Buffy asked again, a little louder.
"Angel? This here's no Angel, why, I'm ashamed to call him my son. This is Liam. Liam, this is Elizabeth," the elder Liam said, introducing the two.
All of sudden, things clicked in Buffy's mind. She was supposed to stop Angel from being turned. She had to stake Darla before she could turn him into Angelus.
After realizing what she had to do; what she had to give up, she fainted.
TBC...
Buffy was surrounded in the white light. A few moments later, everything cleared, and she saw the Oracles. "We will come to you soon, be aware, vampires do exist, and you must be careful. Do not reveal to anyone that you are from the future. You must remain anonymous, and we will come to you," the female said.
"I'm going back in time?" Buffy questioned.
"Yes, warrior. We will explain later. But, you must go, now!" the male answered.
[Blackness, nothingness, until I open my eyes. I sit up, and I look down at my body. I am dressed in an old fashioned hoop skirt and my hair is tied up elegantly on my head.]
A man rushed up to Buffy, and helped her up. "Are ye all right miss. Ye had a terrible fall." He said.
"I'm fine." Buffy replied.
She brushed off her dress, as he let go of her hand.
"What may I ask is ure name?" The man asked.
"Uh, um, Elizabeth," Buffy replied.
"Well, that's a right pretty name. May I ask if you have someplace to stay?"
"Uh, I'm not sure." She replied. "I don't remember much."
"Well, I think I should take ye in. My girls would love you, they love having company," the man said. "The names, William."
William led Buffy to his small cottage. As soon as she entered the cottage, she was swarmed by three very pretty girls.
"Everyone, this is Elizabeth." William said, introducing her to all the children.
"What's going on in there?" a woman's voice called out.
"Come here, I would like you to meet Elizabeth," he said to his wife. A fairly skinny woman came into the hall, wearing a white apron.
"Hello." Buffy said, shyly.
"I'm Catherine, and I guess you met William," the woman said, smiling kindly.
"Elizabeth fell, and I think she's hit her head, for she can't remember who she is. I invited her to stay with us," William said, pleased with his manners.
The three young girls looked excited, and the eldest one, stepped towards Buffy. "I'm Cathy, and this is Katie and Mary. I'm glad you're going to stay with us," she said, very politely.
The two other girls smiled sweetly, and as William and Catherine were talking, Buffy met each girl.
"William, have you seen you son?" Catherine asked her husband.
"No, not since last night. He's probably out drinking himself to death," he replied, bitterness evident in his voice.
Just then, the door burst open, and a drunken man staggered into the cottage.
"Angel?" Buffy whispered, looking up at the man, his long hair falling into his face.
"Liam!" Catherine yelled. "Why didn't you tell us you would be gone so long?" She asked, grabbing him by the arm, and sat him down in a chair.
"Angel?" Buffy asked again, a little louder.
"Angel? This here's no Angel, why, I'm ashamed to call him my son. This is Liam. Liam, this is Elizabeth," the elder Liam said, introducing the two.
All of sudden, things clicked in Buffy's mind. She was supposed to stop Angel from being turned. She had to stake Darla before she could turn him into Angelus.
After realizing what she had to do; what she had to give up, she fainted.
TBC...