Chapter 2:
Author's note: Thanks for all the great review to all of you except whoever signed "ugh" if you hate all my writing so much don't read my fanfics, because you seem to have read both. Comments like yours are not appreciated and obviously you have some problems if you are reviewing people like that, you need to work on you issues. To the rest of you thank you so much, you're what makes doing this so great.
1 Max walked into Jampony late as usual. "YO, Max my girl, what's kickin?" asked Original Cindy.
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3 "Notin much, you know the whole lack of sleep gets to a girl now and then." answered Max. She had heard her trying to wake her up this morning but had decided to fake sleep and come in late. Her stomach still hurt from being attacked the night before last. Some guy had jumped her looking to rob her. He got a lucky shot in with his knife, and cut her stomach up pretty back.
Max hadn't told Original Cindy about it, because she didn't need another person treating her like a child. Everyone forgets I'm a fighter, a solider who was not only trained form birth, but genetically engineered to withstand pain.
'Hey you don't mind it all the time,' said a little voice in her head. 'It's kinda nice sometimes to be normal, your just all messed because you think you have to be strong now that a war will start soon, between transgenics and humans. They have to find out sometime.'
"You better think of a better excuse than that fast girl, because here comes the boss man and he doesn't look happy." replied Original Cindy bring Max out of her thoughts.
"Pip, Pip people, we're running a delivery service here, not a social hangout." Looking over at Max. "What's your excuse this time?"
"Women problems" replied Max and started to turn around thinking the matter over.
"Not so quickly slacker. Look at this." he handed her a calendar with about 6 X's on it at random spots. "This is the amount of times you have used that excuse this month. Try again."
"Listen Normal, I'll get my doctor to write you a note, I really was sick, my periods been going all wacky this month." Normal began to pull out another chart. " Honest I'll bring a note this time." she spoke up before he found the chart he was looking for.
"Fine missy you better. Now don't just think since you came in late you can get out of work." he passed her about 5 boxes. "You get the packages no one wants to take because they're in the, really bad parts of town." He started to walk away to encourage more people to work with his bothering.
"What no 'stay safe' or 'take a friend so you don't die'" Max shot back at him.
"Nope, if you die, I'll hire someone else, and maybe they'll know how to get to work on time."
Max stuck her tongue out at his back before grumbling to herself and making her way out.
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'My god it's bight out here' thought Buffy. She was walking along the middle of the road in a nearly deserted area of town. There was litter everywhere, and gangsters loitered on the streets.
'Hey babe, you need some protection. Your all alone here, in such a bad part of town." said some slime-ball looking to get some.
Buffy ignored him and tried to get around. She moved almost as if she was in a dream state, not fully able to comprehend what was happening. She had been out of touch with this type of situation for so long she didn't react as well. All she wanted to do was punch, him but he was human and humans couldn't be hurt.
"Hey you, stay away from her!"
Buffy spun around to see a dark hared, thin and very beautiful girl, sitting on a bike.
"What you gonna do about it little girl." Sneered the man back at her, trying not to show his nervousness. First this was an easy takedown now there was two against one. He still could win but it wouldn't be an easy fight. "Anyway, nothing going on here... only asking this girl if she needed some help. But since you're so eager to butt in you can help her." With that he walked off.
"Hey, you ok?" Max asked gently. The girl looked lost and confused. Her blonde hair was messed and dirty, her clothes probably hadn't been washed in ages, she looked scared and confused. But all the same Max could see that she was something special, she had and aura of strength around her, and something else.
Buffy looked up at the girl who had helped her, "Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little confused." She looked around taking in her surroundings.
"Do you need a place to crash for the night, you know have a shower and get cleaned up." Max had no idea why she had just said that, it just popped out. 'Why is this girl affecting me this much. I see homeless people all the time, it's part of the city.' "I'm Max by the way." Max smiled softly.
"Sure, why not. I'm Buffy."
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Author's notes: Hey so I hope you like this. I promise it will be longer this time. I had such a hard time coming up with how they should meet, that when I finally got it I figured I better post it. And if any of you are wondering, Buffy and Max are not going to get together. What Max is feeling is the strength and power of the slayer. A huge thanks to everyone that reviewed you guys make writing worth it. Please continue to review. Remember whichever story gets the most reviews I work on first.
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Favorite Quote: This is a huge quote. But I wanted to show the whole thing even if it is so long. I hope you enjoy it. Thanks to Specks for suggesting it. I copied this quote from http://studiesinwords.de/buffy.html I hope that's ok.
Buffy: Angel.
He hears her say his name and briefly glances in her direction before looking back out over the rooftops. Buffy slowly walks over to him.
Angel: I bet half the kids down there are already awake. Lying in their beds... sneaking downstairs... waiting for day.
Buffy: (out of breath) Angel, please. I need for you to get inside. Th- there's only a few minutes left.
Angel: I know. I can smell the sunrise long before it comes.
Buffy: (anxiously and hurried) I don't have time to explain this. You just have to trust me. That thing that was haunting you...
Angel: (interrupts) It wasn't haunting me. It was showing me.
Buffy: (confused) Showing you?
Angel: What I am.
Buffy: (insistently) Were.
Angel: And ever shall be. I wanted to know why I was back. Now I do.
Buffy: You *don't* know. Some great evil takes credit for bringing you back and you buy it? You just give up?
Angel: (harshly) I can't do it again, Buffy. I can't become a killer.
Buffy: Then fight it.
Angel: It's too hard.
Buffy: (desperately) Angel, please, you *have* to get inside.
Angel: It told me to kill you. You were in the dream. You know. It told me to lose my soul in you and become a monster again.
Buffy: I know what it told you. What does it matter?
Angel: (raises his voice) Because I wanted to! Because I want you so badly! I want to take comfort in you, and I know it'll cost me my soul, and a part of me doesn't care.
He sobs. Buffy is at a loss for words.
Angel: Look, I'm weak. I've never been anything else. It's not the demon in me that needs killing, Buffy. It's the man.
Buffy: You're weak. Everybody is. Everybody fails. Maybe this evil did bring you back, but if it did, it's because it needs you. And that means that you can hurt it.
Angel doesn't want to believe her.
Buffy: (pleadingly) Angel, you have the power to do real good, to make amends. (raises her voice) But if you die now, then all that you ever were was a monster.
She looks out at the sky as it begins to lighten.
Buffy: (begging frantically) Angel, please, the sun is coming up!
Angel: Just go.
Buffy: I won't!
Angel: What, do you think this is simple? You think there's an easy answer? You can never understand what I've done! Now go!
Buffy: You are not staying here. (grabs his arm) I won't let you!
Angel: I said LEAVE!
He jerks his arm free of her grasp. In her anger and desperation Buffy punches him. He reacts by shoving her away from him roughly, making her fall face forward, hard to the ground.
Angel: (quietly to himself) Oh, my God...
He goes to her and crouches over her, grabbing her by the shoulders and turning her around to face him. Buffy fears his intentions and cries out.
Buffy: No! No!
He grabs her roughly by the arms and holds her firmly.
Angel: Am I a thing worth saving, huh? (shakes her) Am I a righteous man? (shakes her) The world wants me gone!
Buffy: (tearfully) What about me? I love you so much... And I tried to make you go away... I killed you and it didn't help.
She shoves him off of her and gets up.
Buffy: (crying) And I hate it! I hate that it's *so* hard... and that you can hurt me *so* much. (sobs, then harshly) I know everything that you did, because you did it to me. Oh, God! I wish that I wished you dead. I don't. (whispers) I can't.
Angel gets up now, too.
Angel: Buffy, please. Just this once... let me be strong.
Buffy: Strong is fighting! It's hard, and it's painful, and it's every day. It's what we have to do. And we can do it together
Angel struggles with himself, knowing she's right.
Buffy: (resolvedly) But if you're too much of a coward for that, then burn. If I can't convince you that you belong in this world, then I don't know what can. But do *not* expect me to watch. And *don't* expect me to mourn for you, because...
She stops in mid-sentence because it has inexplicably begun to snow. She and Angel both look up at it coming down, lightly at first and gradually heavier. The camera pulls up above them and shows them standing there with the snowflakes swirling around them in the gentle morning breeze, and the ground around them starting to become white. Cut to Angel, looking around in amazement. Buffy walks to the edge of the hill and looks out at the town as the roofs on the houses below also start to become white. She turns to Angel, and they look at each other, stunned by this apparent miracle.
Author's note: Thanks for all the great review to all of you except whoever signed "ugh" if you hate all my writing so much don't read my fanfics, because you seem to have read both. Comments like yours are not appreciated and obviously you have some problems if you are reviewing people like that, you need to work on you issues. To the rest of you thank you so much, you're what makes doing this so great.
1 Max walked into Jampony late as usual. "YO, Max my girl, what's kickin?" asked Original Cindy.
2
3 "Notin much, you know the whole lack of sleep gets to a girl now and then." answered Max. She had heard her trying to wake her up this morning but had decided to fake sleep and come in late. Her stomach still hurt from being attacked the night before last. Some guy had jumped her looking to rob her. He got a lucky shot in with his knife, and cut her stomach up pretty back.
Max hadn't told Original Cindy about it, because she didn't need another person treating her like a child. Everyone forgets I'm a fighter, a solider who was not only trained form birth, but genetically engineered to withstand pain.
'Hey you don't mind it all the time,' said a little voice in her head. 'It's kinda nice sometimes to be normal, your just all messed because you think you have to be strong now that a war will start soon, between transgenics and humans. They have to find out sometime.'
"You better think of a better excuse than that fast girl, because here comes the boss man and he doesn't look happy." replied Original Cindy bring Max out of her thoughts.
"Pip, Pip people, we're running a delivery service here, not a social hangout." Looking over at Max. "What's your excuse this time?"
"Women problems" replied Max and started to turn around thinking the matter over.
"Not so quickly slacker. Look at this." he handed her a calendar with about 6 X's on it at random spots. "This is the amount of times you have used that excuse this month. Try again."
"Listen Normal, I'll get my doctor to write you a note, I really was sick, my periods been going all wacky this month." Normal began to pull out another chart. " Honest I'll bring a note this time." she spoke up before he found the chart he was looking for.
"Fine missy you better. Now don't just think since you came in late you can get out of work." he passed her about 5 boxes. "You get the packages no one wants to take because they're in the, really bad parts of town." He started to walk away to encourage more people to work with his bothering.
"What no 'stay safe' or 'take a friend so you don't die'" Max shot back at him.
"Nope, if you die, I'll hire someone else, and maybe they'll know how to get to work on time."
Max stuck her tongue out at his back before grumbling to herself and making her way out.
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'My god it's bight out here' thought Buffy. She was walking along the middle of the road in a nearly deserted area of town. There was litter everywhere, and gangsters loitered on the streets.
'Hey babe, you need some protection. Your all alone here, in such a bad part of town." said some slime-ball looking to get some.
Buffy ignored him and tried to get around. She moved almost as if she was in a dream state, not fully able to comprehend what was happening. She had been out of touch with this type of situation for so long she didn't react as well. All she wanted to do was punch, him but he was human and humans couldn't be hurt.
"Hey you, stay away from her!"
Buffy spun around to see a dark hared, thin and very beautiful girl, sitting on a bike.
"What you gonna do about it little girl." Sneered the man back at her, trying not to show his nervousness. First this was an easy takedown now there was two against one. He still could win but it wouldn't be an easy fight. "Anyway, nothing going on here... only asking this girl if she needed some help. But since you're so eager to butt in you can help her." With that he walked off.
"Hey, you ok?" Max asked gently. The girl looked lost and confused. Her blonde hair was messed and dirty, her clothes probably hadn't been washed in ages, she looked scared and confused. But all the same Max could see that she was something special, she had and aura of strength around her, and something else.
Buffy looked up at the girl who had helped her, "Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little confused." She looked around taking in her surroundings.
"Do you need a place to crash for the night, you know have a shower and get cleaned up." Max had no idea why she had just said that, it just popped out. 'Why is this girl affecting me this much. I see homeless people all the time, it's part of the city.' "I'm Max by the way." Max smiled softly.
"Sure, why not. I'm Buffy."
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Author's notes: Hey so I hope you like this. I promise it will be longer this time. I had such a hard time coming up with how they should meet, that when I finally got it I figured I better post it. And if any of you are wondering, Buffy and Max are not going to get together. What Max is feeling is the strength and power of the slayer. A huge thanks to everyone that reviewed you guys make writing worth it. Please continue to review. Remember whichever story gets the most reviews I work on first.
~*~
Favorite Quote: This is a huge quote. But I wanted to show the whole thing even if it is so long. I hope you enjoy it. Thanks to Specks for suggesting it. I copied this quote from http://studiesinwords.de/buffy.html I hope that's ok.
Buffy: Angel.
He hears her say his name and briefly glances in her direction before looking back out over the rooftops. Buffy slowly walks over to him.
Angel: I bet half the kids down there are already awake. Lying in their beds... sneaking downstairs... waiting for day.
Buffy: (out of breath) Angel, please. I need for you to get inside. Th- there's only a few minutes left.
Angel: I know. I can smell the sunrise long before it comes.
Buffy: (anxiously and hurried) I don't have time to explain this. You just have to trust me. That thing that was haunting you...
Angel: (interrupts) It wasn't haunting me. It was showing me.
Buffy: (confused) Showing you?
Angel: What I am.
Buffy: (insistently) Were.
Angel: And ever shall be. I wanted to know why I was back. Now I do.
Buffy: You *don't* know. Some great evil takes credit for bringing you back and you buy it? You just give up?
Angel: (harshly) I can't do it again, Buffy. I can't become a killer.
Buffy: Then fight it.
Angel: It's too hard.
Buffy: (desperately) Angel, please, you *have* to get inside.
Angel: It told me to kill you. You were in the dream. You know. It told me to lose my soul in you and become a monster again.
Buffy: I know what it told you. What does it matter?
Angel: (raises his voice) Because I wanted to! Because I want you so badly! I want to take comfort in you, and I know it'll cost me my soul, and a part of me doesn't care.
He sobs. Buffy is at a loss for words.
Angel: Look, I'm weak. I've never been anything else. It's not the demon in me that needs killing, Buffy. It's the man.
Buffy: You're weak. Everybody is. Everybody fails. Maybe this evil did bring you back, but if it did, it's because it needs you. And that means that you can hurt it.
Angel doesn't want to believe her.
Buffy: (pleadingly) Angel, you have the power to do real good, to make amends. (raises her voice) But if you die now, then all that you ever were was a monster.
She looks out at the sky as it begins to lighten.
Buffy: (begging frantically) Angel, please, the sun is coming up!
Angel: Just go.
Buffy: I won't!
Angel: What, do you think this is simple? You think there's an easy answer? You can never understand what I've done! Now go!
Buffy: You are not staying here. (grabs his arm) I won't let you!
Angel: I said LEAVE!
He jerks his arm free of her grasp. In her anger and desperation Buffy punches him. He reacts by shoving her away from him roughly, making her fall face forward, hard to the ground.
Angel: (quietly to himself) Oh, my God...
He goes to her and crouches over her, grabbing her by the shoulders and turning her around to face him. Buffy fears his intentions and cries out.
Buffy: No! No!
He grabs her roughly by the arms and holds her firmly.
Angel: Am I a thing worth saving, huh? (shakes her) Am I a righteous man? (shakes her) The world wants me gone!
Buffy: (tearfully) What about me? I love you so much... And I tried to make you go away... I killed you and it didn't help.
She shoves him off of her and gets up.
Buffy: (crying) And I hate it! I hate that it's *so* hard... and that you can hurt me *so* much. (sobs, then harshly) I know everything that you did, because you did it to me. Oh, God! I wish that I wished you dead. I don't. (whispers) I can't.
Angel gets up now, too.
Angel: Buffy, please. Just this once... let me be strong.
Buffy: Strong is fighting! It's hard, and it's painful, and it's every day. It's what we have to do. And we can do it together
Angel struggles with himself, knowing she's right.
Buffy: (resolvedly) But if you're too much of a coward for that, then burn. If I can't convince you that you belong in this world, then I don't know what can. But do *not* expect me to watch. And *don't* expect me to mourn for you, because...
She stops in mid-sentence because it has inexplicably begun to snow. She and Angel both look up at it coming down, lightly at first and gradually heavier. The camera pulls up above them and shows them standing there with the snowflakes swirling around them in the gentle morning breeze, and the ground around them starting to become white. Cut to Angel, looking around in amazement. Buffy walks to the edge of the hill and looks out at the town as the roofs on the houses below also start to become white. She turns to Angel, and they look at each other, stunned by this apparent miracle.