Hope, Charity, & Honor By: Maura
Disclaimer: Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Angel the Series, et al is sole ownership of Joss [god] and Mutant Enemy [disciples]
A/N: This story will jump on a timeline of months. Right now I will answer the question of why Buffy got Spike's soul and not just an Angel deal. This chapter is the night after her siring; when she will awake. Next chapter will probably be two or three months into the future. A certain broody vampire will pay them a visit to the ever-changing lives. This is not just going to be some how will Buffy adjusts story, lots of effects will result from the weird, coincidental causes.
Sunday, October 23 11:50 pm
After Willow informed the group of what was done there was immediate protests and questions. No one understood why Willow would use Spike's soul. So she explained, Giles still peeved at the lack of information they had been given during the endeavor.
"Okay, first you all have to understand that even if I tried to curse her, Spike wouldn't have let me. He was very certain that the one and only way that Buffy would be soul-having would be permanent. He explained to me what Angel had let in to he and Buffy about his soul, supposedly the two shared their emotions about him before. Anyways, Angel's happiness clause happens to be when he is sexually involved with Buffy. We have no idea what would trigger Buffy, as a person or 'vampire' she is well for lack of a better word nicer than Angel is. He was a lousy human and a sadistic vampire, who knows if that, would have to do with it. Okay that was reason one, two is a little bit more complicated and less for sure, but the risk was greater using the cursing spell than the one Spike came up with." Willow took a deep breath and began again, everyone's eyes were on her; she felt like she was in high school explaining a science project. Here goes crazy Willow's speculations, she thought idly as she informed. "The soul curse that I used on Angel all those years ago, was fueled by vengeance and anger of the gypsies. From what Ms. Calendar's work showed, and what I can translate from the Romanian/Latin writing it is wholly based on an eye for an eye. I figure that since 'vampire Buffy' hasn't gone killing any gypsy girls, she has no eye for our eye. Understand?"
"So you're saying that since she didn't do anything she wouldn't balance it out?" Anya piped up. "Dealt with it all the time in some vengeance spells, they do tend to go awry whenever you have no plausible reason, you need something to base the spell upon. That's why wishing is so much simpler, it merely skips the whole two sided reasoning. It's what you want when you want it," she said cheerfully. Xander gave a weak smile then raised his hand.
"Buffy could have been hurt then?" he asked.
"No, well yes, our Buffy. There would be no her. Spike got a soul based on merit and it is permanent. Angel's was by chance. Umm . . . analogy where are you? Um . . . aha!" she piped up happy she figured one out. "Spike's soul is his ying to his demon's yang. Get it? Angel's is a yi- it is only halfway there. The fact that he was all evil and Mr. Kill gives him a gluey thing that keeps it there on need for his human side. Spike didn't need that. Not that I am all let's bash Angel, but what Spike had gone through and overcome in that much shorter amount of time is a lot more painful. Whatever! All I know is that if we did that Buffy would be unbalanced and a soul would mean nothing. She would be all killing until a little while after they balanced out and she felt guilty. So its either permanent and instant Buffy, or kill a little for a temporary that could go poof at some unknown cause. See our predicament? Whew! Lot's of talk."
There was silence over the group. Buffy was alive, but dead. She would still be the Buffy they knew and loved, but living dead. It was a lot to take in. Just then Spike walked down the stairs his eyes twinkling and wide.
"She's awake."
Tuesday, October 25 5:22 pm
Everyone was taking turns visiting Buffy; she was a little uncomfortable the first hour. Spike helped her adjust to the no heartbeat, bloodlust, and sunlight. They were getting along fine until it came time for her to face her friends. She was embarrassed to be seen as the creature she had seeked out and killed for years. Suprisingly they were all very excepting, turns out there was a prophecy that had something to do with this. Giles came across it when they were halfway through their researching. Now he was explaining it, only the first steps were taken so far.
Il dorato e lo scuro incorporerà. I suoni dorati loro faranno vede la vera luce. Il campione delle persone loro consegnerà dalla mediocrità. Saranno superiore a delle umani e creature di oscurità similmente. Creeranno i tre bambini di luce. Spera carità ed onore. Il tre fermeranno l'apocalisse prossima e per tutta l'eternità proteggono le persone.
"An Italian coven had a seer who recorded this a few thousand years back. I am not totally inapt at this language, but I think it has something to do with a brief overview of our situation. It refers to a golden princess, whom would be you Buffy," he pointed to her finger still in the book he was holding and glasses in the hand that was holding it. "Also a dark prince, I-I suppose Spike would fit that role," he added annoyed that Spike had to do with all of this. Spike merely smirked back happily. Not only had Buffy declared she loved him with all her soul they were practically dating now. Life was good, now he had something to do with an ancient prophecy with Buffy.
Buffy snuggled into his shoulder, "So I was the golden princess, now I am 'dark' like the dark prince?" she looked pointedly at Spike, who shrugged and looked at Giles.
"Well it appears that you have well merged, Spike's soul with yours, um- etc; it says something here that it will take an amulet to show you the light. A people's victor . . . I have heard that phrase I think. Victor of the people, bollocks!" he said frustrated.
"Damnit!" everyone looked at Spike and why he had a sudden outburst. He merely rolled his eyes "I know where you heard the bloody name, Peaches."
"P-Peaches?" Giles set the book down and pulled out a handkerchief, "I don't believe I've-," he began again only to be cut of by Xander.
"Don't strain yourself that's Spike's favorite nickname for Deadboy. Damnit is right, how will he end up in this?" Xander said confused and a little angry.
"Nothing really, he will be the harbinger that the new world is coming and will merely deliver the two from mediocrity-mediocrity?" Giles put his glasses back on and sat down putting his head in his hands. "I believe that somehow the powers will have a hand in this, probably Angel giving you the amulet or giving you directions of some sort. I s'pose he is merely a messenger, no real place in the prophecy besides his already set status."
Dawn yawned and shifted in her sleep, on the couch where she had been the past few days of non-stop research. However, the door awaked her sleep, doorbell ringing she sighed and arose since the others were all so caught up in their work.
Both Buffy and Spike inhaled and stared at each other Spike rolled his eyes and looked up at the sky hating the Powers for starting this all so soon, he wanted time with girlfriend. As in more than three days without visiting the great beyond or whatever was destined to happen. She sighed, visibly annoyed and arose. Dawn let Angel in the door everyone suddenly understood why the couple was annoyed, they merely sensed him before them. Xander made some offhand comment while Buffy just continued her path to Angel.
Angel smiled and got a few steps closer only to have his eyebrows furrow in confusion then jaw drop, followed by a look of disappointment and almost disgust. "B-Buffy?" he looked at the group accusingly, "do you know she has been sired," he squinted. "By Drusilla!" she shook her head yes. "How can you let her in here?" before his question was answered he caught another scent: Spike. "She's brought Spike," Buffy turned to go to Spike but he grabbed her arm. It looked like a jolt of electricity run through him.
Buffy looked concerned at him then Spike and a bit confused, "Claim?" Spike nodded. "Oh, well sorry Angel. I know this is a lot to take in but its been like an ongoing thing here. Get past it were together he's is super good and I am too."
"How?!" Angel demanded.
Tuesday, October 25 7:02 pm
After everything was explained Angel was still seething but understood the prophecy did not care about his emotions. He opened his coat and pulled out a paper. "My new boss gave this to me, apparently you need it and you know what it is. I am supposed to give it to you and that's it I guess. I am leaving if that's all, is that all?"
"Please don't leave this way, I really don't want-," Buffy started Spike put a hand on her shoulder when Angel flinched Buffy shook her head, "I need to do this," she told him simply. She stepped forward. "I love you, Angel, always will but I love Spike more. He is what I am looking for and want. I am sorry, but I will ask you to leave if you don't understand or accept that."
He looked at her with a pained expression for a moment then the resolve set in, "No I don't accept it, goodbye!" he threw down the packet and left slamming the door behind. Buffy sighed and hugged Spike.
"Guess these ring thingamajigs better be worth a crying princess," he said holding an upset grieving Buffy. Xander shook his head and announced their departure until morning. The group slowly followed. '
What a confusing day, he thought. Can't wait till tomorrow when were are wearing these and in mortal danger, that so much more normal.
Disclaimer: Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Angel the Series, et al is sole ownership of Joss [god] and Mutant Enemy [disciples]
A/N: This story will jump on a timeline of months. Right now I will answer the question of why Buffy got Spike's soul and not just an Angel deal. This chapter is the night after her siring; when she will awake. Next chapter will probably be two or three months into the future. A certain broody vampire will pay them a visit to the ever-changing lives. This is not just going to be some how will Buffy adjusts story, lots of effects will result from the weird, coincidental causes.
Sunday, October 23 11:50 pm
After Willow informed the group of what was done there was immediate protests and questions. No one understood why Willow would use Spike's soul. So she explained, Giles still peeved at the lack of information they had been given during the endeavor.
"Okay, first you all have to understand that even if I tried to curse her, Spike wouldn't have let me. He was very certain that the one and only way that Buffy would be soul-having would be permanent. He explained to me what Angel had let in to he and Buffy about his soul, supposedly the two shared their emotions about him before. Anyways, Angel's happiness clause happens to be when he is sexually involved with Buffy. We have no idea what would trigger Buffy, as a person or 'vampire' she is well for lack of a better word nicer than Angel is. He was a lousy human and a sadistic vampire, who knows if that, would have to do with it. Okay that was reason one, two is a little bit more complicated and less for sure, but the risk was greater using the cursing spell than the one Spike came up with." Willow took a deep breath and began again, everyone's eyes were on her; she felt like she was in high school explaining a science project. Here goes crazy Willow's speculations, she thought idly as she informed. "The soul curse that I used on Angel all those years ago, was fueled by vengeance and anger of the gypsies. From what Ms. Calendar's work showed, and what I can translate from the Romanian/Latin writing it is wholly based on an eye for an eye. I figure that since 'vampire Buffy' hasn't gone killing any gypsy girls, she has no eye for our eye. Understand?"
"So you're saying that since she didn't do anything she wouldn't balance it out?" Anya piped up. "Dealt with it all the time in some vengeance spells, they do tend to go awry whenever you have no plausible reason, you need something to base the spell upon. That's why wishing is so much simpler, it merely skips the whole two sided reasoning. It's what you want when you want it," she said cheerfully. Xander gave a weak smile then raised his hand.
"Buffy could have been hurt then?" he asked.
"No, well yes, our Buffy. There would be no her. Spike got a soul based on merit and it is permanent. Angel's was by chance. Umm . . . analogy where are you? Um . . . aha!" she piped up happy she figured one out. "Spike's soul is his ying to his demon's yang. Get it? Angel's is a yi- it is only halfway there. The fact that he was all evil and Mr. Kill gives him a gluey thing that keeps it there on need for his human side. Spike didn't need that. Not that I am all let's bash Angel, but what Spike had gone through and overcome in that much shorter amount of time is a lot more painful. Whatever! All I know is that if we did that Buffy would be unbalanced and a soul would mean nothing. She would be all killing until a little while after they balanced out and she felt guilty. So its either permanent and instant Buffy, or kill a little for a temporary that could go poof at some unknown cause. See our predicament? Whew! Lot's of talk."
There was silence over the group. Buffy was alive, but dead. She would still be the Buffy they knew and loved, but living dead. It was a lot to take in. Just then Spike walked down the stairs his eyes twinkling and wide.
"She's awake."
Tuesday, October 25 5:22 pm
Everyone was taking turns visiting Buffy; she was a little uncomfortable the first hour. Spike helped her adjust to the no heartbeat, bloodlust, and sunlight. They were getting along fine until it came time for her to face her friends. She was embarrassed to be seen as the creature she had seeked out and killed for years. Suprisingly they were all very excepting, turns out there was a prophecy that had something to do with this. Giles came across it when they were halfway through their researching. Now he was explaining it, only the first steps were taken so far.
Il dorato e lo scuro incorporerà. I suoni dorati loro faranno vede la vera luce. Il campione delle persone loro consegnerà dalla mediocrità. Saranno superiore a delle umani e creature di oscurità similmente. Creeranno i tre bambini di luce. Spera carità ed onore. Il tre fermeranno l'apocalisse prossima e per tutta l'eternità proteggono le persone.
"An Italian coven had a seer who recorded this a few thousand years back. I am not totally inapt at this language, but I think it has something to do with a brief overview of our situation. It refers to a golden princess, whom would be you Buffy," he pointed to her finger still in the book he was holding and glasses in the hand that was holding it. "Also a dark prince, I-I suppose Spike would fit that role," he added annoyed that Spike had to do with all of this. Spike merely smirked back happily. Not only had Buffy declared she loved him with all her soul they were practically dating now. Life was good, now he had something to do with an ancient prophecy with Buffy.
Buffy snuggled into his shoulder, "So I was the golden princess, now I am 'dark' like the dark prince?" she looked pointedly at Spike, who shrugged and looked at Giles.
"Well it appears that you have well merged, Spike's soul with yours, um- etc; it says something here that it will take an amulet to show you the light. A people's victor . . . I have heard that phrase I think. Victor of the people, bollocks!" he said frustrated.
"Damnit!" everyone looked at Spike and why he had a sudden outburst. He merely rolled his eyes "I know where you heard the bloody name, Peaches."
"P-Peaches?" Giles set the book down and pulled out a handkerchief, "I don't believe I've-," he began again only to be cut of by Xander.
"Don't strain yourself that's Spike's favorite nickname for Deadboy. Damnit is right, how will he end up in this?" Xander said confused and a little angry.
"Nothing really, he will be the harbinger that the new world is coming and will merely deliver the two from mediocrity-mediocrity?" Giles put his glasses back on and sat down putting his head in his hands. "I believe that somehow the powers will have a hand in this, probably Angel giving you the amulet or giving you directions of some sort. I s'pose he is merely a messenger, no real place in the prophecy besides his already set status."
Dawn yawned and shifted in her sleep, on the couch where she had been the past few days of non-stop research. However, the door awaked her sleep, doorbell ringing she sighed and arose since the others were all so caught up in their work.
Both Buffy and Spike inhaled and stared at each other Spike rolled his eyes and looked up at the sky hating the Powers for starting this all so soon, he wanted time with girlfriend. As in more than three days without visiting the great beyond or whatever was destined to happen. She sighed, visibly annoyed and arose. Dawn let Angel in the door everyone suddenly understood why the couple was annoyed, they merely sensed him before them. Xander made some offhand comment while Buffy just continued her path to Angel.
Angel smiled and got a few steps closer only to have his eyebrows furrow in confusion then jaw drop, followed by a look of disappointment and almost disgust. "B-Buffy?" he looked at the group accusingly, "do you know she has been sired," he squinted. "By Drusilla!" she shook her head yes. "How can you let her in here?" before his question was answered he caught another scent: Spike. "She's brought Spike," Buffy turned to go to Spike but he grabbed her arm. It looked like a jolt of electricity run through him.
Buffy looked concerned at him then Spike and a bit confused, "Claim?" Spike nodded. "Oh, well sorry Angel. I know this is a lot to take in but its been like an ongoing thing here. Get past it were together he's is super good and I am too."
"How?!" Angel demanded.
Tuesday, October 25 7:02 pm
After everything was explained Angel was still seething but understood the prophecy did not care about his emotions. He opened his coat and pulled out a paper. "My new boss gave this to me, apparently you need it and you know what it is. I am supposed to give it to you and that's it I guess. I am leaving if that's all, is that all?"
"Please don't leave this way, I really don't want-," Buffy started Spike put a hand on her shoulder when Angel flinched Buffy shook her head, "I need to do this," she told him simply. She stepped forward. "I love you, Angel, always will but I love Spike more. He is what I am looking for and want. I am sorry, but I will ask you to leave if you don't understand or accept that."
He looked at her with a pained expression for a moment then the resolve set in, "No I don't accept it, goodbye!" he threw down the packet and left slamming the door behind. Buffy sighed and hugged Spike.
"Guess these ring thingamajigs better be worth a crying princess," he said holding an upset grieving Buffy. Xander shook his head and announced their departure until morning. The group slowly followed. '
What a confusing day, he thought. Can't wait till tomorrow when were are wearing these and in mortal danger, that so much more normal.
