Title: Lacuna
Author: Sita
Summary: Sequel to Multiformity. Everything seemed over, it seemed there'd be no more dimension hoping for any Buffy or Spike. But, what happens when 2002-Buffy and Spike NOW get sucked into 1998-Buffy and Spike's dimension? And who could possibly be behind this?
Spoilers: I guess it'd be post Multiformity since it kinda went AU from there.
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: BTVS is owned by the almighty God named Joss Whedon. All characters used in this story are owned by him, ME, and UPN. Well, except Pyro, Asp and Katara of course, who belong to the one and only me.
Distribution: Want. Take. Have. Just tell me where it's going first. Also don't forget to give me the credit!
Definition of title: Something that has been emitted or come out; a gap.
AN: Quick note to Rashaka for her question, no 2002-Buffy and Spike weren't naked in the prologue when they got sent to to 1998. Read it again and you'll see the part where "he sticks his hand under her shirt" So there you go, your questions answered!
Okay, and another sidenote for all of you people who love the villians in this story. Everyone of them are based on my friends and I. I'm based on Asp, Pyro is based on himself (real name withheld), and Katara is based on my friend Maryann. Hehehe, I just change some of the looks, and stuff. They wanted to be in the story! lol.
CHAPTER THREE
The dark dense forest was eerily silent at night. And, Pyro sighed. Where the hell could Asp be? She couldn't of gotten far. Could she?
"Gorging one's eyes out during sex isn't polite, Pyro." Drusilla soft voice floated over to the Pyrokenskic demon, as she poked her head out from behind a tree.
"What the FUCK?" He looked over at the insane vampire. "Did you have a psycho vision or something?"
"Your spikes, spiky hair. Long like the wind. My eyes bleed." She wandered over to Pyro. "The moonlight's pretty. It sings to me. It tells me."
"I can't believe I put up with you." Pyro mumbled under his breath before he looked back over at Drusilla. "What are you seeing?" A sigh escaped him.
"Heaven will fall! Hell will dance!" She clapped her hands together, happily. "Can you wait?"
"What else do you see?" Pyro was quickly becoming excited by her insane words. Would he be able to kill the whole line of Slayers off as he hoped? Was the vision about him?
"We'll dance in blood!" Her voice grew louder and she collapsed on the grounds in a fit of giggles. "Make love to me, Pyro."
Pyro shrugged, maybe having sex with her would get him some more information. And, why should he turn down a quickie?
****
She wasn't alone, but she sure did feel that way. Katara, who was part dragon, or "the winged one" as Drusilla had liked to call her, had helped Asp escape out of the cage. Yet, Katara hadn't said a word since their hasty escape.
Katara did look extremely striking though. She sported long, flowing, and curly silver hair that fell past her shoulders. And, her eyes were such a golden color that you would think she was some sort of god. But, despite from her appearance, she did really seem to be the quiet, nervous type. Her quick worried glances looking this way and that, gave her nervousness away.
Yet, Asp knew why Katara was worried. Pyro was definitely someone to fear, especially since he had the power to take Asp's powers temporarily. What a brother to have, huh?
Another reason Katara had to worry over, was that she had betrayed him by helping Asp escape. That was a huge risk when it came to someone like Pyro. She couldn't remember human or demon that had betrayed him before Katara.
The girl was brave.
And girl she was. Katara was only but fifteen human years old, quiet young for a half-demon of her power, considering one of her many sisters, Kyniztina, was two-hundred and thirty-four years and had not yet learned to use the kind of power Katara had. But, Asp was grateful Katara was young, for Asp herself, was only sixteen.
"Where are we going?" Asp's curiosity got the best of her, as she followed the silent half-demon through the forest.
"Shhhh," Katara put a slim finger to her thin lips, motioning for Asp to be quiet.
And, she listened to the half-demon, and silently continued to follow her through the forest.
****
The library was just how she remembered it. The books about demons and other mystical creatures were kept in the same place, as was Giles' secret stash of candy, something he never knew 2002-Buffy had discovered.
"So tell me," Giles spoke up, expertly cleaning his glasses while making sure to keep himself a safe distance from 2002-Spike. Everyone else seemed to be keeping their distance from Spike also, except for the two Buffy's, of course."about your little adventure."
"Well I got sucked in Acathla." 1998-Buffy shrugged her shoulders, yawning.
"Yes, I got that." Giles sighed, his now clean glasses, being placed back on his face.
"Well I got sucked into not only 2002, but it's some kind of very similar but different reality. I dunno, but I was there for like three days." 1998-Buffy said, not providing much information for her watcher.
"And you got sucked through Acathla alone?" Giles asked, taking a step towards 1998-Buffy.
"N-" 2002-Buffy was about to answer for 1998-Buffy, but was abruptly cut off by just her, getting a glare sent her way.
"Yes, I was alone."
2002-Buffy sent 1998-Buffy a glare back. Was it good to hide the fact that she was sucked through Acathla with Spike just because of their *obviously* secret relationship? What if that was vital information?
"I see." Giles replied, readjusting his glasses on his face. "There had to be something that triggered Acathla to send you to 2002 instead of hell, though." He looked over at 2002-Buffy. "Did your, um, Giles figure it out?"
"Nope. Sorry." 2002-Buffy replied. "But he figured a way to send them -err her back. But, unfortunately we needed Angel AND Angelus first."
"Oh my." He took off his glasses once again, attempting to clean them.
2002-Buffy rolled her eyes at the younger version of Giles, "Would you stop doing that?"
"Doing what?" He asked.
"Cleaning your glasses."
He looked embarrassed as he placed his glasses back on his face, his attention now fixated on only 2002-Buffy, "Now tell me more about this spell you needed to do to send our Buffy back?"
"Well the Angel from my dimension was called, we needed his blood to get the spell to work. Then we summoned Angelus from your dimension because we needed the crystal of Krystef or something along those lines. Once we got it, we could send everyone back to where they belong." 2002-Buffy summed up their adventure within a few short sentences.
"I see." Giles replied. "But, can I ask you a question that is mildly off-topic?"
"Sure." 2002-Buffy replied.
"Spike. Why is he here with you?"
"Oh. Well you see, um, he's soulful." She said quietly.
"Oh my." Giles looked over at the older version of his Slayer. "Are you serious?"
"You've got to be kidding me!" Xander spoke up from his seat next to Cordelia, where he had been silent the whole time. "What did he get cursed by the gypsies too? Spike with a soul! This is insane!"
Spike rolled his eyes, "You're annoying in every dimension, aren't you?"
2002-Buffy swatted Spike on the arm lightly, sending him a playful glare. "Stop."
"Or what?" He raised his scarred eyebrow at her.
She rolled her eyes, "Just stop."
"And no," Spike looked over at Xander. "The bloody gypsies didn't curse me."
"Then what?" Giles asked, looking over at Spike.
"Well I got it myself...." Spike smiled at the shocked looks of Giles and Xander.
"Oh my." Giles repeated.
"Yes you've been oh mying a lot." 1998-Buffy spoke up.
"I didn't know a vampire was capable of WANTING a soul." Giles spoke, taking a step closer to Spike.
"Well, guess *I* can be. And I'm not cursed either." He smirked at Buffy, which caused her to hit him on the arm. Thankfully no one noticed the exchange except for 1998-Buffy who sent the two of them a grin.
"Well-" Giles abruptly stopped talking as two girls stumbled into the room, both looking inhuman in certain ways.
"Help." Was the only word the shorter one mumbled, before collapsing onto the ground, unconscious.
"Oh my."
TBC....
AN: Hehehe, Giles and his "oh my's" lol. Well, PLEASE REVIEW!
Author: Sita
Summary: Sequel to Multiformity. Everything seemed over, it seemed there'd be no more dimension hoping for any Buffy or Spike. But, what happens when 2002-Buffy and Spike NOW get sucked into 1998-Buffy and Spike's dimension? And who could possibly be behind this?
Spoilers: I guess it'd be post Multiformity since it kinda went AU from there.
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: BTVS is owned by the almighty God named Joss Whedon. All characters used in this story are owned by him, ME, and UPN. Well, except Pyro, Asp and Katara of course, who belong to the one and only me.
Distribution: Want. Take. Have. Just tell me where it's going first. Also don't forget to give me the credit!
Definition of title: Something that has been emitted or come out; a gap.
AN: Quick note to Rashaka for her question, no 2002-Buffy and Spike weren't naked in the prologue when they got sent to to 1998. Read it again and you'll see the part where "he sticks his hand under her shirt" So there you go, your questions answered!
Okay, and another sidenote for all of you people who love the villians in this story. Everyone of them are based on my friends and I. I'm based on Asp, Pyro is based on himself (real name withheld), and Katara is based on my friend Maryann. Hehehe, I just change some of the looks, and stuff. They wanted to be in the story! lol.
CHAPTER THREE
The dark dense forest was eerily silent at night. And, Pyro sighed. Where the hell could Asp be? She couldn't of gotten far. Could she?
"Gorging one's eyes out during sex isn't polite, Pyro." Drusilla soft voice floated over to the Pyrokenskic demon, as she poked her head out from behind a tree.
"What the FUCK?" He looked over at the insane vampire. "Did you have a psycho vision or something?"
"Your spikes, spiky hair. Long like the wind. My eyes bleed." She wandered over to Pyro. "The moonlight's pretty. It sings to me. It tells me."
"I can't believe I put up with you." Pyro mumbled under his breath before he looked back over at Drusilla. "What are you seeing?" A sigh escaped him.
"Heaven will fall! Hell will dance!" She clapped her hands together, happily. "Can you wait?"
"What else do you see?" Pyro was quickly becoming excited by her insane words. Would he be able to kill the whole line of Slayers off as he hoped? Was the vision about him?
"We'll dance in blood!" Her voice grew louder and she collapsed on the grounds in a fit of giggles. "Make love to me, Pyro."
Pyro shrugged, maybe having sex with her would get him some more information. And, why should he turn down a quickie?
****
She wasn't alone, but she sure did feel that way. Katara, who was part dragon, or "the winged one" as Drusilla had liked to call her, had helped Asp escape out of the cage. Yet, Katara hadn't said a word since their hasty escape.
Katara did look extremely striking though. She sported long, flowing, and curly silver hair that fell past her shoulders. And, her eyes were such a golden color that you would think she was some sort of god. But, despite from her appearance, she did really seem to be the quiet, nervous type. Her quick worried glances looking this way and that, gave her nervousness away.
Yet, Asp knew why Katara was worried. Pyro was definitely someone to fear, especially since he had the power to take Asp's powers temporarily. What a brother to have, huh?
Another reason Katara had to worry over, was that she had betrayed him by helping Asp escape. That was a huge risk when it came to someone like Pyro. She couldn't remember human or demon that had betrayed him before Katara.
The girl was brave.
And girl she was. Katara was only but fifteen human years old, quiet young for a half-demon of her power, considering one of her many sisters, Kyniztina, was two-hundred and thirty-four years and had not yet learned to use the kind of power Katara had. But, Asp was grateful Katara was young, for Asp herself, was only sixteen.
"Where are we going?" Asp's curiosity got the best of her, as she followed the silent half-demon through the forest.
"Shhhh," Katara put a slim finger to her thin lips, motioning for Asp to be quiet.
And, she listened to the half-demon, and silently continued to follow her through the forest.
****
The library was just how she remembered it. The books about demons and other mystical creatures were kept in the same place, as was Giles' secret stash of candy, something he never knew 2002-Buffy had discovered.
"So tell me," Giles spoke up, expertly cleaning his glasses while making sure to keep himself a safe distance from 2002-Spike. Everyone else seemed to be keeping their distance from Spike also, except for the two Buffy's, of course."about your little adventure."
"Well I got sucked in Acathla." 1998-Buffy shrugged her shoulders, yawning.
"Yes, I got that." Giles sighed, his now clean glasses, being placed back on his face.
"Well I got sucked into not only 2002, but it's some kind of very similar but different reality. I dunno, but I was there for like three days." 1998-Buffy said, not providing much information for her watcher.
"And you got sucked through Acathla alone?" Giles asked, taking a step towards 1998-Buffy.
"N-" 2002-Buffy was about to answer for 1998-Buffy, but was abruptly cut off by just her, getting a glare sent her way.
"Yes, I was alone."
2002-Buffy sent 1998-Buffy a glare back. Was it good to hide the fact that she was sucked through Acathla with Spike just because of their *obviously* secret relationship? What if that was vital information?
"I see." Giles replied, readjusting his glasses on his face. "There had to be something that triggered Acathla to send you to 2002 instead of hell, though." He looked over at 2002-Buffy. "Did your, um, Giles figure it out?"
"Nope. Sorry." 2002-Buffy replied. "But he figured a way to send them -err her back. But, unfortunately we needed Angel AND Angelus first."
"Oh my." He took off his glasses once again, attempting to clean them.
2002-Buffy rolled her eyes at the younger version of Giles, "Would you stop doing that?"
"Doing what?" He asked.
"Cleaning your glasses."
He looked embarrassed as he placed his glasses back on his face, his attention now fixated on only 2002-Buffy, "Now tell me more about this spell you needed to do to send our Buffy back?"
"Well the Angel from my dimension was called, we needed his blood to get the spell to work. Then we summoned Angelus from your dimension because we needed the crystal of Krystef or something along those lines. Once we got it, we could send everyone back to where they belong." 2002-Buffy summed up their adventure within a few short sentences.
"I see." Giles replied. "But, can I ask you a question that is mildly off-topic?"
"Sure." 2002-Buffy replied.
"Spike. Why is he here with you?"
"Oh. Well you see, um, he's soulful." She said quietly.
"Oh my." Giles looked over at the older version of his Slayer. "Are you serious?"
"You've got to be kidding me!" Xander spoke up from his seat next to Cordelia, where he had been silent the whole time. "What did he get cursed by the gypsies too? Spike with a soul! This is insane!"
Spike rolled his eyes, "You're annoying in every dimension, aren't you?"
2002-Buffy swatted Spike on the arm lightly, sending him a playful glare. "Stop."
"Or what?" He raised his scarred eyebrow at her.
She rolled her eyes, "Just stop."
"And no," Spike looked over at Xander. "The bloody gypsies didn't curse me."
"Then what?" Giles asked, looking over at Spike.
"Well I got it myself...." Spike smiled at the shocked looks of Giles and Xander.
"Oh my." Giles repeated.
"Yes you've been oh mying a lot." 1998-Buffy spoke up.
"I didn't know a vampire was capable of WANTING a soul." Giles spoke, taking a step closer to Spike.
"Well, guess *I* can be. And I'm not cursed either." He smirked at Buffy, which caused her to hit him on the arm. Thankfully no one noticed the exchange except for 1998-Buffy who sent the two of them a grin.
"Well-" Giles abruptly stopped talking as two girls stumbled into the room, both looking inhuman in certain ways.
"Help." Was the only word the shorter one mumbled, before collapsing onto the ground, unconscious.
"Oh my."
TBC....
AN: Hehehe, Giles and his "oh my's" lol. Well, PLEASE REVIEW!