Title: Multiformity
Author: Sita
Summary: What if in a different dimension Season2, Angel opened Acathla sooner and pushed Buffy and Spike through, but instead of going to hell they ended up being transported to Season7, our dimension?
Spoilers: Post-6.22 Graves
Rating: PG-13 (for curse words and sexual themes)
Disclaimer: BTVS is owned by the almighty God named Joss Whedon. All characters used in this story are owned by him, ME, and UPN.
Distribution: Want. Take. Have. Just tell me where it's going first.
AN: Again, thanks for the many many wonderful reviews! Spike fainting was kinda funny, eh? Now that I picture it....LOL. Okay, anyway, since school is started up again *groans* I might not post a chapter EVERY day, I'll definitely try though. Hopefully my teachers won't load me up with homeowork *shudders*
Well, enough about this and on with the story!
And I'm sorry, for due to technical difficulties with ffnet, I couldn't get this chapter posted until today! Enjoy!
Chapter Five
2002-Buffy stared in awe as she looked over at herself, yet slightly younger looking, standing across from her. Was another bot made? But then why wasn't it talking instead of just standing there in shock just like her? Was it possible it was her? Buffy felt dizzy.
She than let her eyes travel to the Spike by the other Buffy's side. His roots were showing and he was a tear-stained mess, lying on the ground. That was her Spike! She quickly ran over to his side, kneeling down next to him.
"Spike?" She said, the first one to speak up.
He had stopped crying and was staring in shock at the other him.
"Spike?" She repeated. "Are you okay? Did she do anything to you?"
Spike didn't answer as he continued to stare at his other self. She felt the immense urge to slap him, just to get him talking.
"Who are you?" The other Buffy spoke up, looking directly at her.
"Who am I?" She asked. "Who are you?....You're not another bot are you?"
"Bot?" 1998-Buffy asked, her eyes suddenly narrowing, as she walked over next to her Spike. "You're a demon, aren't you? Both of you! You're trying to trick me, aren't you?"
"Demon?" 2002-Buffy shot. "If anyone's the demon, it'd be you."
"Me?" The 1998-Buffy stood up, looking defiant. "Do you want me to show you who's the real Slayer?"
2002-Buffy stood up, hovering at the exact same height as the other Buffy, "I'm sure there wouldn't be a second guess,"
"Buffy," 2002-Spike suddenly moaned, causing her to kneel by his side, concerned.
"Are you okay?" She asked, worry written all over her face.
He looked up at her, "What's going on?"
She was about to wipe the sweaty locks of hair from his forehead, when she stopped herself. She was just caring for Spike because of Dawn! She repeated that sentence in her head over and over, trying to get herself to buy it. But, she knew, it wasn't true.
Just then, the Spike across from them started to come around, groaning something like "bloody hell" and "my bloody fucking head" in the process. She stared across at the other Buffy and Spike, taking her Spike's head into her lap. The other Buffy wasn't in fighting stance anymore but looking at her own Spike with a blank expression on her face.
1998-Spike sat up and looked over at his other self, with his head in the Slayer's lap. It couldn't be him.....Why the hell would he ever think of even getting that close to the Slayer? Sure she was cute....But, she was more cute in "I wanna fuck you and kill you at the same time" kinda way. He winced as he tried to sit up, his head hurt like a bloody bitch. He groaned.
2002-Buffy, realizing she hadn't answered Spike's question looked down at the vampire who was staring at her expectantly, "I don't know.....I really don't think they're bot's but I don't know."
2002-Spike nodded, his thoughts suddenly coherent again. Sure, he still felt unworthy of everything, but he didn't feel the need to beg for someone taking his life anymore. It was most likely the thoughts of what he did that caused him to act like that. If only I could just concentrate on other things instead of what I've done, he thought silently.
1998-Buffy sat down next to Spike, her thoughts a jumbled mess. What if this was really her? What if it was a demon? What if, what if,.....her thoughts could only concentrate on those at the moment. She felt dizzy and braced herself on Spike who gave her an odd look. She glared at him.
"Who are you, really?" 2002-Buffy asked, then a sudden thought struck her, this Buffy looked younger so what if...."What year is this?"
"1998, why?" 1998-Buffy replied.
2002-Buffy felt faint. This *was* herself only from the past, "It's 2002." She simply stated.
"N-No it's not,...."1998-Buffy replied, her voice slightly shaking.
"Tell me," 2002-Buffy said. "What happened to you recently that could of sent you forward in time?"
1998-Buffy looked straight at herself, it felt weird looking into one's own eyes. Her eyes then suddenly widened when she realized what had probably happened and she said, "We were pushed into Acathla."
1998-Spike looked over at both Buffy's, "Are you suggesting we came forward in time?"
"I can't think of any other explanation....I mean, that wasn't what happened to me, but,....." 2002-Buffy let herself trail off.
2002-Spike looked over at himself, not believing what Buffy was saying. If this was himself....?
"Wait," 1998-Buffy suddenly spoke up, looking over at her future self. "If you're really from the future, that Spike," She pointed to the 2002-Spike. "he said he loved me before. Please don't tell me we're...." 1998-Buffy looked more scared than anyone had ever seen her before. What if she was with Spike?
"I'm not with him." 2002-Buffy stated, not wanting to look Spike in the eyes as she said this.
2002-Spike saw the younger Buffy take a breath of relief, when he felt his cocky attitude return and just having to slip back in, "Wasn't like we didn't have fun."
2002-Buffy turned her attention to Spike, "Were you faking to be hurt or something before? 'Cuz you *SURE* seem fine now!" She looked like she was about to pummel him with her fists.
Bad move, he cursed himself in his head.
"Wait you're saying.....?" 1998-Buffy looked like she was about to throw up and faint at the same time. Spike, her mortal enemy! How could her future self sleep with such a THING?
"And you didn't even try to kill her, mate?" 1998-Spike, still not absorbing the word "love" that was said before, asked.
"Well I couldn't and can't, especially with the sou-" 2002-Spike cut himself off, realizing he was about to admit he had a soul. His eyes widened and he prayed Buffy didn't head what he said.
"WHAT?!" 2002-Buffy yelled.
Oh shit.
TBC....
AN: I'm not exactly sure how I feel about this chapter but I hope you like it.
PLEASE REVIEW!
Author: Sita
Summary: What if in a different dimension Season2, Angel opened Acathla sooner and pushed Buffy and Spike through, but instead of going to hell they ended up being transported to Season7, our dimension?
Spoilers: Post-6.22 Graves
Rating: PG-13 (for curse words and sexual themes)
Disclaimer: BTVS is owned by the almighty God named Joss Whedon. All characters used in this story are owned by him, ME, and UPN.
Distribution: Want. Take. Have. Just tell me where it's going first.
AN: Again, thanks for the many many wonderful reviews! Spike fainting was kinda funny, eh? Now that I picture it....LOL. Okay, anyway, since school is started up again *groans* I might not post a chapter EVERY day, I'll definitely try though. Hopefully my teachers won't load me up with homeowork *shudders*
Well, enough about this and on with the story!
And I'm sorry, for due to technical difficulties with ffnet, I couldn't get this chapter posted until today! Enjoy!
Chapter Five
2002-Buffy stared in awe as she looked over at herself, yet slightly younger looking, standing across from her. Was another bot made? But then why wasn't it talking instead of just standing there in shock just like her? Was it possible it was her? Buffy felt dizzy.
She than let her eyes travel to the Spike by the other Buffy's side. His roots were showing and he was a tear-stained mess, lying on the ground. That was her Spike! She quickly ran over to his side, kneeling down next to him.
"Spike?" She said, the first one to speak up.
He had stopped crying and was staring in shock at the other him.
"Spike?" She repeated. "Are you okay? Did she do anything to you?"
Spike didn't answer as he continued to stare at his other self. She felt the immense urge to slap him, just to get him talking.
"Who are you?" The other Buffy spoke up, looking directly at her.
"Who am I?" She asked. "Who are you?....You're not another bot are you?"
"Bot?" 1998-Buffy asked, her eyes suddenly narrowing, as she walked over next to her Spike. "You're a demon, aren't you? Both of you! You're trying to trick me, aren't you?"
"Demon?" 2002-Buffy shot. "If anyone's the demon, it'd be you."
"Me?" The 1998-Buffy stood up, looking defiant. "Do you want me to show you who's the real Slayer?"
2002-Buffy stood up, hovering at the exact same height as the other Buffy, "I'm sure there wouldn't be a second guess,"
"Buffy," 2002-Spike suddenly moaned, causing her to kneel by his side, concerned.
"Are you okay?" She asked, worry written all over her face.
He looked up at her, "What's going on?"
She was about to wipe the sweaty locks of hair from his forehead, when she stopped herself. She was just caring for Spike because of Dawn! She repeated that sentence in her head over and over, trying to get herself to buy it. But, she knew, it wasn't true.
Just then, the Spike across from them started to come around, groaning something like "bloody hell" and "my bloody fucking head" in the process. She stared across at the other Buffy and Spike, taking her Spike's head into her lap. The other Buffy wasn't in fighting stance anymore but looking at her own Spike with a blank expression on her face.
1998-Spike sat up and looked over at his other self, with his head in the Slayer's lap. It couldn't be him.....Why the hell would he ever think of even getting that close to the Slayer? Sure she was cute....But, she was more cute in "I wanna fuck you and kill you at the same time" kinda way. He winced as he tried to sit up, his head hurt like a bloody bitch. He groaned.
2002-Buffy, realizing she hadn't answered Spike's question looked down at the vampire who was staring at her expectantly, "I don't know.....I really don't think they're bot's but I don't know."
2002-Spike nodded, his thoughts suddenly coherent again. Sure, he still felt unworthy of everything, but he didn't feel the need to beg for someone taking his life anymore. It was most likely the thoughts of what he did that caused him to act like that. If only I could just concentrate on other things instead of what I've done, he thought silently.
1998-Buffy sat down next to Spike, her thoughts a jumbled mess. What if this was really her? What if it was a demon? What if, what if,.....her thoughts could only concentrate on those at the moment. She felt dizzy and braced herself on Spike who gave her an odd look. She glared at him.
"Who are you, really?" 2002-Buffy asked, then a sudden thought struck her, this Buffy looked younger so what if...."What year is this?"
"1998, why?" 1998-Buffy replied.
2002-Buffy felt faint. This *was* herself only from the past, "It's 2002." She simply stated.
"N-No it's not,...."1998-Buffy replied, her voice slightly shaking.
"Tell me," 2002-Buffy said. "What happened to you recently that could of sent you forward in time?"
1998-Buffy looked straight at herself, it felt weird looking into one's own eyes. Her eyes then suddenly widened when she realized what had probably happened and she said, "We were pushed into Acathla."
1998-Spike looked over at both Buffy's, "Are you suggesting we came forward in time?"
"I can't think of any other explanation....I mean, that wasn't what happened to me, but,....." 2002-Buffy let herself trail off.
2002-Spike looked over at himself, not believing what Buffy was saying. If this was himself....?
"Wait," 1998-Buffy suddenly spoke up, looking over at her future self. "If you're really from the future, that Spike," She pointed to the 2002-Spike. "he said he loved me before. Please don't tell me we're...." 1998-Buffy looked more scared than anyone had ever seen her before. What if she was with Spike?
"I'm not with him." 2002-Buffy stated, not wanting to look Spike in the eyes as she said this.
2002-Spike saw the younger Buffy take a breath of relief, when he felt his cocky attitude return and just having to slip back in, "Wasn't like we didn't have fun."
2002-Buffy turned her attention to Spike, "Were you faking to be hurt or something before? 'Cuz you *SURE* seem fine now!" She looked like she was about to pummel him with her fists.
Bad move, he cursed himself in his head.
"Wait you're saying.....?" 1998-Buffy looked like she was about to throw up and faint at the same time. Spike, her mortal enemy! How could her future self sleep with such a THING?
"And you didn't even try to kill her, mate?" 1998-Spike, still not absorbing the word "love" that was said before, asked.
"Well I couldn't and can't, especially with the sou-" 2002-Spike cut himself off, realizing he was about to admit he had a soul. His eyes widened and he prayed Buffy didn't head what he said.
"WHAT?!" 2002-Buffy yelled.
Oh shit.
TBC....
AN: I'm not exactly sure how I feel about this chapter but I hope you like it.
PLEASE REVIEW!