Time and Time Again
Chapter One
By Azhuraea Fluer
"They wouldn't… They couldn't! C-Could they?" Willow's voice was soft and agitated, her forehead wrinkled with worry. Tears in her eyes as no one responded; the feeling of gloom was too heavy. Willow stepped back, straight into Oz's arms. He rubbed her shoulders, and she leaned into him, sniffing lightly as she looked, along with everyone else, at the remains of a spell-star on the concrete floor.
"She was crazy enough to bring back the Judge," A petite, stubborn-jawed blonde haired, hazel-green eyed girl said stonily. "I'd say she could and as this proves, she most definitely did."
"And we all know how ticked off she was after that incident." A young man with a boyish grin and demeanor said with a raise of his eyebrows, referring to the attempted resurrection of the Judge. "I wouldn't put it past our little psycho vampiress to find a way to do the one thing that would totally shatter our Buffy."
"And what might that be?" An elder, slightly gray haired man said as he wiped his glasses; his voice was most decidedly English. Xander rolled his eyes.
"Duh," He said. "A time spell? Specifically going back to the eighteen hundreds? 'Coincidentally' the same year that Angel was turned into a Vampire? What do you think Druscilla went back in time to do?"
"Oh…right." Rupert Giles, the English man, adverted his eyes and settled his newly wiped glasses on his face.
"But, are we sure this was a time transportation spell?" A slender, modelesque brunette said incredulously with a bit of a 'valley girl' tone. "I mean, what if this is just something to freak us out?"
"Cordelia has a point." Oz agreed.
"It's a genuine spell star, I can confirm that." A soft, but potent voice spoke up. Buffy turned towards the voice, a tall, broad shouldered 'man' with dark hair and black eyes. His voice was solemn, even more so than usual. He looked at Buffy, and their eyes met; they both knew what this meant.
"Well, then there's only one thing to do," Buffy, the Chosen One, the Slayer, said with mock cheerfulness.
"And what might that be?" Giles inquired. Buffy grinned darkly.
"Go after her." She stated simply. She looked up into Angel's face, and although his expression was ridden with concern, it also shown with support and love. She smiled, and looked back at the group as she slid her hand into Angel's.
"Willow," She addressed the redhead. "I need you and Giles to find me a time transportation spell; I'm taking a trip back to the eighteen hundreds to stop Druscilla."
To Be Continued.
Feedback greatly appreciated! Is this worth continuing? I reeeeeeeeally need to know!
P.S. Big thanks to 'Buffy Girl' for correcting me on the dates! -Azhureaea
Chapter One
By Azhuraea Fluer
"They wouldn't… They couldn't! C-Could they?" Willow's voice was soft and agitated, her forehead wrinkled with worry. Tears in her eyes as no one responded; the feeling of gloom was too heavy. Willow stepped back, straight into Oz's arms. He rubbed her shoulders, and she leaned into him, sniffing lightly as she looked, along with everyone else, at the remains of a spell-star on the concrete floor.
"She was crazy enough to bring back the Judge," A petite, stubborn-jawed blonde haired, hazel-green eyed girl said stonily. "I'd say she could and as this proves, she most definitely did."
"And we all know how ticked off she was after that incident." A young man with a boyish grin and demeanor said with a raise of his eyebrows, referring to the attempted resurrection of the Judge. "I wouldn't put it past our little psycho vampiress to find a way to do the one thing that would totally shatter our Buffy."
"And what might that be?" An elder, slightly gray haired man said as he wiped his glasses; his voice was most decidedly English. Xander rolled his eyes.
"Duh," He said. "A time spell? Specifically going back to the eighteen hundreds? 'Coincidentally' the same year that Angel was turned into a Vampire? What do you think Druscilla went back in time to do?"
"Oh…right." Rupert Giles, the English man, adverted his eyes and settled his newly wiped glasses on his face.
"But, are we sure this was a time transportation spell?" A slender, modelesque brunette said incredulously with a bit of a 'valley girl' tone. "I mean, what if this is just something to freak us out?"
"Cordelia has a point." Oz agreed.
"It's a genuine spell star, I can confirm that." A soft, but potent voice spoke up. Buffy turned towards the voice, a tall, broad shouldered 'man' with dark hair and black eyes. His voice was solemn, even more so than usual. He looked at Buffy, and their eyes met; they both knew what this meant.
"Well, then there's only one thing to do," Buffy, the Chosen One, the Slayer, said with mock cheerfulness.
"And what might that be?" Giles inquired. Buffy grinned darkly.
"Go after her." She stated simply. She looked up into Angel's face, and although his expression was ridden with concern, it also shown with support and love. She smiled, and looked back at the group as she slid her hand into Angel's.
"Willow," She addressed the redhead. "I need you and Giles to find me a time transportation spell; I'm taking a trip back to the eighteen hundreds to stop Druscilla."
To Be Continued.
Feedback greatly appreciated! Is this worth continuing? I reeeeeeeeally need to know!
P.S. Big thanks to 'Buffy Girl' for correcting me on the dates! -Azhureaea