Author: Amanda
E-mail: Amandab9@a...
Feedback: YES, please!
Timeline: "Bewitched, Bothered, and Bewildered"
Disclaimer: I don't own them. I am writing purely to please the
annoying voices in my head. The beginning actions and speech is
actually from "Bewitched, Bothered, and Bewildered" but the feelings
are mine. You should be able to tell when I start the actual writing
of my own.
The news reporters pushed each other of the way. Microphones went flying while Principal Syndar counted down the seconds until blood was next.
Blood was already of a great supply in the Computer's Room. Th teacher, Miss Calendar, had been murdered messily. A small pool of blood surrounded her oddly twisted body. Her face seemed to be frozen in permanent horror. The walls had blood clinging to it and spelt out 'Just the beginning' on a slight slant.
"Another teen gang. Sunnydale has had plenty already. But what do you expect with teenagers? They're disgusting, untamable creatures," Principal Syndar began telling channel 22 news.
"Bite marks on the neck? Well if kids are sick enough to write in blood, I wouldn't too surprised."
Giles slowly and sadly shook his head. He'd had just about as much of this as he could take. Returning to the library seemed like the greatest and longest journey he had ever taken. How could he face Buffy, Xander, Willow, or Oz? Or even Cordelia, if the poor girl was ever found again.
"Giles, tell me it isn't true. I mean, say its some kind of a… a cruel joke. I never got to forgive her, Giles."
Buffy's eyes seemed filled to the rim and Giles had to quickly look away to prevent his own from over flowing.
"Where are Willow and Xander?"
Buffy looked surprised and Oz's head snapped up, startled.
"I haven't seen them. How about you, Oz?"
The only response was a slow shake of his head. "Sorry," he added weakly afterwards.
"Where could they…" Giles began but then suddenly something clicked.
Jenny's words from the previous day came floating back to him. They couldn't be true though.
"Giles, are you alright? I know this must be really hard on you. I'm so sorry. This is all my fault," Buffy's voice had been getting softer and softer until it was nearly inaudible and she looked down in shame.
"No. Don't you think that, don't you ever think that."
"Well, why not? It had to have been Angel. You know about the message in blood. It's my fault he turned. I was so selfish."
"Now, Buffy, I thought I told you not to blame yourself. We all know you did not purposefully do this. You had no idea of the consequences. You must look at the facts in a clear, logical way. Now, I know it may be hard, but you mustn't allow your emotions to affect your judgement…" Giles trailed off.
He took a moment to closely examine his own prejudgment. Hadn't he quickly discarded Jenny's words on the spot? Had he given her any chance to prove herself right? Did she have to? What did she have to gain by a lie?
Now Jenny was dead. Lying in a pool of her own blood in her own class. Killed because she knew too much? Where were Willow and Xander to defend themselves? And how did the love spell really end its effects?
"Giles? You still with me?" Buffy looked very worried but Giles just couldn't menage a smile of reassurance.
"I'm sorry. I was just thinking," he stated in a flat tone before taking off his glasses and polishing them absent-mindedly on his shirt.
"Yeah, it looked like you were kinda zoning out on me there. What's the up?"
"Well…"
"That was fun," Willow repeated gleefully.
"Yeah. We got that, Will. We got it the first four times."
"Don't tease her Xander. It's good to enjoy a kill. You shouldn't let this special feeling fade so quickly. Especially not when it is someone you used to be close to as a human. They are always the best to destroy," Angelus said while slipping his arm around Willow's.
"All I'm saying is that we should focus on our next conquest. Buffy."
"My, baby's right. The moon says that tonight is the best night to kill a slayer. But the walls! Those silly gossips! They spoiled our delicious original plans."
"You know, we haven't checked on our dear Spikey today. Or even the cheerleader," Willow concluded after Drusilla's announcement.
"I'll check," Xander decided. As he went upstairs Willow turned back to Dru, "Did you say tonight would be the best?"
"Oh, yes. Listen to how the flowers try to hide back into the ground from fear!"
Angelus chuckled softly. "Perfect. Doesn't leave a lot of time, but its enough."
Xander came running back down. "They're gone. Both of 'em."
"Well, we'll have to do something about my grand-chile. After we take care of the slayer," Angelus said, dark eyes twinkling.
Willow's lips lit up into a huge grin. "I've got an idea. Why don't I call the library now and say that Xander and I couldn't make it to school. We say that we'll explain everything tonight in the library. When we show up, we kill them all. The slayer will be vulnerable and the most fun to kill, but the watcher and werewolf will be enjoyable also."
Drusilla started to giggle. "Wonderful! See daddy? Our new children are so smart. Even the walls can't stop us now."
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E-mail: Amandab9@a...
Feedback: YES, please!
Timeline: "Bewitched, Bothered, and Bewildered"
Disclaimer: I don't own them. I am writing purely to please the
annoying voices in my head. The beginning actions and speech is
actually from "Bewitched, Bothered, and Bewildered" but the feelings
are mine. You should be able to tell when I start the actual writing
of my own.
The news reporters pushed each other of the way. Microphones went flying while Principal Syndar counted down the seconds until blood was next.
Blood was already of a great supply in the Computer's Room. Th teacher, Miss Calendar, had been murdered messily. A small pool of blood surrounded her oddly twisted body. Her face seemed to be frozen in permanent horror. The walls had blood clinging to it and spelt out 'Just the beginning' on a slight slant.
"Another teen gang. Sunnydale has had plenty already. But what do you expect with teenagers? They're disgusting, untamable creatures," Principal Syndar began telling channel 22 news.
"Bite marks on the neck? Well if kids are sick enough to write in blood, I wouldn't too surprised."
Giles slowly and sadly shook his head. He'd had just about as much of this as he could take. Returning to the library seemed like the greatest and longest journey he had ever taken. How could he face Buffy, Xander, Willow, or Oz? Or even Cordelia, if the poor girl was ever found again.
"Giles, tell me it isn't true. I mean, say its some kind of a… a cruel joke. I never got to forgive her, Giles."
Buffy's eyes seemed filled to the rim and Giles had to quickly look away to prevent his own from over flowing.
"Where are Willow and Xander?"
Buffy looked surprised and Oz's head snapped up, startled.
"I haven't seen them. How about you, Oz?"
The only response was a slow shake of his head. "Sorry," he added weakly afterwards.
"Where could they…" Giles began but then suddenly something clicked.
Jenny's words from the previous day came floating back to him. They couldn't be true though.
"Giles, are you alright? I know this must be really hard on you. I'm so sorry. This is all my fault," Buffy's voice had been getting softer and softer until it was nearly inaudible and she looked down in shame.
"No. Don't you think that, don't you ever think that."
"Well, why not? It had to have been Angel. You know about the message in blood. It's my fault he turned. I was so selfish."
"Now, Buffy, I thought I told you not to blame yourself. We all know you did not purposefully do this. You had no idea of the consequences. You must look at the facts in a clear, logical way. Now, I know it may be hard, but you mustn't allow your emotions to affect your judgement…" Giles trailed off.
He took a moment to closely examine his own prejudgment. Hadn't he quickly discarded Jenny's words on the spot? Had he given her any chance to prove herself right? Did she have to? What did she have to gain by a lie?
Now Jenny was dead. Lying in a pool of her own blood in her own class. Killed because she knew too much? Where were Willow and Xander to defend themselves? And how did the love spell really end its effects?
"Giles? You still with me?" Buffy looked very worried but Giles just couldn't menage a smile of reassurance.
"I'm sorry. I was just thinking," he stated in a flat tone before taking off his glasses and polishing them absent-mindedly on his shirt.
"Yeah, it looked like you were kinda zoning out on me there. What's the up?"
"Well…"
"That was fun," Willow repeated gleefully.
"Yeah. We got that, Will. We got it the first four times."
"Don't tease her Xander. It's good to enjoy a kill. You shouldn't let this special feeling fade so quickly. Especially not when it is someone you used to be close to as a human. They are always the best to destroy," Angelus said while slipping his arm around Willow's.
"All I'm saying is that we should focus on our next conquest. Buffy."
"My, baby's right. The moon says that tonight is the best night to kill a slayer. But the walls! Those silly gossips! They spoiled our delicious original plans."
"You know, we haven't checked on our dear Spikey today. Or even the cheerleader," Willow concluded after Drusilla's announcement.
"I'll check," Xander decided. As he went upstairs Willow turned back to Dru, "Did you say tonight would be the best?"
"Oh, yes. Listen to how the flowers try to hide back into the ground from fear!"
Angelus chuckled softly. "Perfect. Doesn't leave a lot of time, but its enough."
Xander came running back down. "They're gone. Both of 'em."
"Well, we'll have to do something about my grand-chile. After we take care of the slayer," Angelus said, dark eyes twinkling.
Willow's lips lit up into a huge grin. "I've got an idea. Why don't I call the library now and say that Xander and I couldn't make it to school. We say that we'll explain everything tonight in the library. When we show up, we kill them all. The slayer will be vulnerable and the most fun to kill, but the watcher and werewolf will be enjoyable also."
Drusilla started to giggle. "Wonderful! See daddy? Our new children are so smart. Even the walls can't stop us now."
=(Amanda(=