Daydreams and Demons
A Buffy the Vampire Story By Merrie
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy or any of its wonderful characters, and I don't know what I would do with them if I did. Well, perhaps I do, but that's what fanfic's for.
Summary: Spike is poisoned by a demon out for revenge. Can he convince Buffy to help him before it's too late?
Characters: Spike, Buffy, Willow, Xander, Anya, Dawn and Maximillian Dominus a little OFC I have created.
Author's Note: I forgot to mention in the prologue, but this is my first real attempt at Buffy fanfic. So, if any of the characters or situations seem a little off character to you, please take that into consideration. Also, thank you too all of you who reviewed!!! Also, while I tried my darndest to keep this in the 'real world' of Buffy, it went a little AU because I'm horrible at writing within timelines. So, you may notice similarities to the new season, but that's about it.
Rating: This story is rated PG-13 for violence and language.
Chapter One
"Just face it Buffy, you'll always be shorter than me." Dawn sing- songed down the hall toward Buffy's room. Buffy scowled briefly as she unzipped the 4 inch heeled boots and put them back in her closet.
"I am not that short." Buffy grumbled to herself. 'I'm the Slayer. I shouldn't have to put up with this kind of abuse.' She cast a look down the hall toward Dawn's door. 'Especially not from family.' After putting on another pair of boots, she checked her watch. "Dawn!" she shouted, noticing the time. You're going to be late for school if you don't hurry up!"
"Hey, you're the one taking so long, not me. I've been ready for the last 10 minutes." Dawn said, coming to her door. "And I'm not the only one who is going to be late if we don't hurry, remember? New job at the school? Guidance Councilor Buffy? Any of this ringing a bell?"
"Yeah, yeah. Is Xander even here yet? It doesn't matter how fast we move, if we don't have a way to get there. I should so learn how to drive, shouldn't I?" At Dawn's quick shake of her head, Buffy glared. "What? Why don't you want me driving?"
"Face it Buffy, some people just aren't meant to drive. You are most definitely one of them. The sooner you accept this, the sooner you can move on to a happier life. Believe me." "Ha, ha, ha." Buffy said dryly. "Someone's certainly finding themself amusing this morning. It's not that I couldn't drive if I wanted to. I simply choose not too."
"And what about that driver's education man who failed you? I think his exact words were, 'you cannot drive' weren't they?" Dawn asked, her face breaking into a large grin.
"Seriously though, Dawn, do I look ok? I mean, do I look ok for work? I'm so not ready for this. Why did I agree to this?"
Dawn smiled at her older sister's apparent nervousness. When faced with demons of every variety, she was fine, no problems whatsoever. When faced with troubled teenagers on the other hand, she turned into a nervous wreck. "You'll do fine. You'll be great. Don't worry about it. But just remember, if anyone asks, we're not related and I've never met you before in my life. Got it?"
Buffy smiled and nodded, remembering her own high school years. "I got it. Dawn who? No one will even know we ever met, I promise." At a knock at the door, Buffy looked up sharply and quickly ran to grab her small purse and jacket. "That's Xander, are you ready?"
"Yes, Buffy I'm ready. Are you?" Dawn asked, stopping to look at her sister.
Buffy sighed. "I will be. Come on, let's go." She left her room and closed the door behind her, walking over to the room where Willow was. "Willow?" she called out, opening the door a bit. "We're off to the high school. We'll see you when we get back.
"Yeah, bye Willow."
"Bye you guys," Willow's sleep filled voice called out. "Good luck, Buffy. See you later. Say hi to Xander for me."
"Good morning, ladies." Xander said once they had opened the door for him. "I'm sorry I'm late. I was up late last night going over some construction plans that I'm sure you'd rather not here about, right?" At the two Summer's woman's nod, Xander smiled. "Alright then, are you two ready to go? I know how long it takes women to get ready, so I thought I'd better-" Before Xander could complete his statement about the dressing habits of woman, he received two hits, one on each shoulder from both Dawn and Buffy. "Hey! Watch it, I'm fragile, ok? I know I sometimes seem all strong and manly, and I am, don't get me wrong, but you Summer's sure pack a mean punch!"
Buffy and Dawn both preformed a synchronized eye roll and laughed at each other once they noticed. "Yeah, we're ready to go. At least, I hope I am." Buffy said, not liking the way being nervous made her feel. She had depended on her confidence so much over the years to keep her alive, that nervousness had consequently become a somewhat foreign emotion to her.
Seeming to pick up on Buffy's hesitation, Xander placed a hand on her shoulder, and said to her quietly. "You'll do fine, Buff. I mean, you helped all of us get out of that place alive, didn't you? Now you've got the chance to do it again. I'm sure you'll do great."
"I suppose you're right. I mean, if you got out alive, anyone could, right?" Buffy asked him with a smile.
"Yeah, yeah." Xander said, raising his hands in mock defeat. "Let's go. You got everything Dawn? Buffy? Alright then, let's go." The three of them left the house and headed out to Xander's car.
Unbeknownst to the trio, a pair of violet eyes set on an almost unbelievably pale face followed their every move, waiting for the moment to strike. 'I need to find a way to include myself in their lives. And fast. It's the easiest way to get to the vampire.' After a moment's contemplation, he had his plan. Steeling himself in what he had to do, he ran out to meet the trio's car, hesitated to make sure they didn't notice him, and placed himself in its path.
The sound of screeching breaks shook Buffy out of her shock, and she jumped out of the car, rushing over to the still figure in the middle of the road. 'Oh my God, Xander hit someone!' Her brain still hadn't fully accepted the fact and tried to reassure her that it hadn't happened. They were still on their way to school, and this had never happened.
"Oh my God, is he ok, Buffy?" Xander asked in quivering voice. "He came out of nowhere! You saw that, didn't you? It wasn't my fault! I didn't see him!"
"Xander!" Buffy yelled, putting an end to his rambling. "I think he's alright, but we need to get him to a doctor." At this last statement, the man beneath her groaned loudly.
"Someone get the number of that truck?" The man joked lightly after opening his eyes. "Oh wait, it wasn't a truck, was it?"
"Are you alright?" Buffy asked the man, worried etched on her features.
"I am now." The man said with a smile and a slight year which caused Buffy to blush involuntarily. "It was my fault this happened, really. I should have been paying more attention to where I was going." He put a hand to his head and grimaced when it came back covered with blood. Buffy noticed his expression and frowned. "Oh don't worry, I'm sure it's a not as bad as it looks. At least, I hope it is."
"Man, I can't begin to tell you how sorry I am." Xander said, crouching down beside Buddy over the prone figure. "Are you sure you're alright?"
"First of all, my name isn't man, it's Maximillian Dominus. Most people who know me call me Max. I suppose while being hit by a car is not always the best way to get to know someone, it sure is a pretty effective way."
Xander chuckled nervously, and held out a hand to help Max up. "My name is Xander Harris, and this is Buffy Summers. The young woman in the car back their looking about to lose her lunch is Buffy's sister, Dawn."
"I'd say it's been nice to meet you if I hadn't had to get hit by your car to do it." Max said, rising to his feet. He swayed a bit, and nearly fell back down again, but with Buffy and Xander's support, he regained his balance.
"Are you sure you're alright? You're looking kind of pale. And that head wound sure doesn't look too good." Xander said.
"No, I'm sure it doesn't." Max said, once more placing a hand to his injured head. "As for me being pale, I assure you, this is the way I normally look. I've always had an almost unnaturally pale complexion, believe me. When I was younger, people used to joke that I must have been a vampire or something." He chuckled briefly and didn't catch the wary look the passed between Xander and Buffy.
"Regardless, I think you should at least see a doctor. Head injuries can be serious, believe me, I know." Xander said, thinking back to his numerous injuries over the years.
"Or if you really insist that you're fine, we can at least take you back to my house and bandage your cuts." Buffy said. "It's only just over there. We were just about to head off to school."
"And then this, or rather I happened." Max said, smiling. "Alright, if you insist, I will accompany you back to your house to get cleaned up."
"Alright." Buffy said, turning to Xander and whispering to him. "Can you take Dawn to school and tell them what happened? Late on the first day, this can not be good."
"Sure thing, Buff. I'll be back as soon as I can. And be careful. I know this sounds bad after just hitting the guy with my car, but there is something not quite right about him." Buffy nodded, said goodbye to Dawn, and turned back to Max.
"Let's go. It's a short walk, I promise you. Once we're there, everything will be fine." Buffy said with a smile.
"Thank you." Max said, taking her offered arm of support. They made their way slowly back to Buffy's house, a small smile on his face that went unnoticed by Buffy. If she had noticed it, she might have considered Xander's warning more carefully.
TBC
A/N: I know, I know. No Spike yet. Don't worry! I have to set the plot in place first. After that, the story will be fully of Spiky goodness. I promise!! Please also review!!!!
Also, I'm looking for a beta reader to go over this story and perhaps some Smallville works as well. Please email me at dragoness987@aol.com if interested. Thanks!!
A Buffy the Vampire Story By Merrie
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy or any of its wonderful characters, and I don't know what I would do with them if I did. Well, perhaps I do, but that's what fanfic's for.
Summary: Spike is poisoned by a demon out for revenge. Can he convince Buffy to help him before it's too late?
Characters: Spike, Buffy, Willow, Xander, Anya, Dawn and Maximillian Dominus a little OFC I have created.
Author's Note: I forgot to mention in the prologue, but this is my first real attempt at Buffy fanfic. So, if any of the characters or situations seem a little off character to you, please take that into consideration. Also, thank you too all of you who reviewed!!! Also, while I tried my darndest to keep this in the 'real world' of Buffy, it went a little AU because I'm horrible at writing within timelines. So, you may notice similarities to the new season, but that's about it.
Rating: This story is rated PG-13 for violence and language.
Chapter One
"Just face it Buffy, you'll always be shorter than me." Dawn sing- songed down the hall toward Buffy's room. Buffy scowled briefly as she unzipped the 4 inch heeled boots and put them back in her closet.
"I am not that short." Buffy grumbled to herself. 'I'm the Slayer. I shouldn't have to put up with this kind of abuse.' She cast a look down the hall toward Dawn's door. 'Especially not from family.' After putting on another pair of boots, she checked her watch. "Dawn!" she shouted, noticing the time. You're going to be late for school if you don't hurry up!"
"Hey, you're the one taking so long, not me. I've been ready for the last 10 minutes." Dawn said, coming to her door. "And I'm not the only one who is going to be late if we don't hurry, remember? New job at the school? Guidance Councilor Buffy? Any of this ringing a bell?"
"Yeah, yeah. Is Xander even here yet? It doesn't matter how fast we move, if we don't have a way to get there. I should so learn how to drive, shouldn't I?" At Dawn's quick shake of her head, Buffy glared. "What? Why don't you want me driving?"
"Face it Buffy, some people just aren't meant to drive. You are most definitely one of them. The sooner you accept this, the sooner you can move on to a happier life. Believe me." "Ha, ha, ha." Buffy said dryly. "Someone's certainly finding themself amusing this morning. It's not that I couldn't drive if I wanted to. I simply choose not too."
"And what about that driver's education man who failed you? I think his exact words were, 'you cannot drive' weren't they?" Dawn asked, her face breaking into a large grin.
"Seriously though, Dawn, do I look ok? I mean, do I look ok for work? I'm so not ready for this. Why did I agree to this?"
Dawn smiled at her older sister's apparent nervousness. When faced with demons of every variety, she was fine, no problems whatsoever. When faced with troubled teenagers on the other hand, she turned into a nervous wreck. "You'll do fine. You'll be great. Don't worry about it. But just remember, if anyone asks, we're not related and I've never met you before in my life. Got it?"
Buffy smiled and nodded, remembering her own high school years. "I got it. Dawn who? No one will even know we ever met, I promise." At a knock at the door, Buffy looked up sharply and quickly ran to grab her small purse and jacket. "That's Xander, are you ready?"
"Yes, Buffy I'm ready. Are you?" Dawn asked, stopping to look at her sister.
Buffy sighed. "I will be. Come on, let's go." She left her room and closed the door behind her, walking over to the room where Willow was. "Willow?" she called out, opening the door a bit. "We're off to the high school. We'll see you when we get back.
"Yeah, bye Willow."
"Bye you guys," Willow's sleep filled voice called out. "Good luck, Buffy. See you later. Say hi to Xander for me."
"Good morning, ladies." Xander said once they had opened the door for him. "I'm sorry I'm late. I was up late last night going over some construction plans that I'm sure you'd rather not here about, right?" At the two Summer's woman's nod, Xander smiled. "Alright then, are you two ready to go? I know how long it takes women to get ready, so I thought I'd better-" Before Xander could complete his statement about the dressing habits of woman, he received two hits, one on each shoulder from both Dawn and Buffy. "Hey! Watch it, I'm fragile, ok? I know I sometimes seem all strong and manly, and I am, don't get me wrong, but you Summer's sure pack a mean punch!"
Buffy and Dawn both preformed a synchronized eye roll and laughed at each other once they noticed. "Yeah, we're ready to go. At least, I hope I am." Buffy said, not liking the way being nervous made her feel. She had depended on her confidence so much over the years to keep her alive, that nervousness had consequently become a somewhat foreign emotion to her.
Seeming to pick up on Buffy's hesitation, Xander placed a hand on her shoulder, and said to her quietly. "You'll do fine, Buff. I mean, you helped all of us get out of that place alive, didn't you? Now you've got the chance to do it again. I'm sure you'll do great."
"I suppose you're right. I mean, if you got out alive, anyone could, right?" Buffy asked him with a smile.
"Yeah, yeah." Xander said, raising his hands in mock defeat. "Let's go. You got everything Dawn? Buffy? Alright then, let's go." The three of them left the house and headed out to Xander's car.
Unbeknownst to the trio, a pair of violet eyes set on an almost unbelievably pale face followed their every move, waiting for the moment to strike. 'I need to find a way to include myself in their lives. And fast. It's the easiest way to get to the vampire.' After a moment's contemplation, he had his plan. Steeling himself in what he had to do, he ran out to meet the trio's car, hesitated to make sure they didn't notice him, and placed himself in its path.
The sound of screeching breaks shook Buffy out of her shock, and she jumped out of the car, rushing over to the still figure in the middle of the road. 'Oh my God, Xander hit someone!' Her brain still hadn't fully accepted the fact and tried to reassure her that it hadn't happened. They were still on their way to school, and this had never happened.
"Oh my God, is he ok, Buffy?" Xander asked in quivering voice. "He came out of nowhere! You saw that, didn't you? It wasn't my fault! I didn't see him!"
"Xander!" Buffy yelled, putting an end to his rambling. "I think he's alright, but we need to get him to a doctor." At this last statement, the man beneath her groaned loudly.
"Someone get the number of that truck?" The man joked lightly after opening his eyes. "Oh wait, it wasn't a truck, was it?"
"Are you alright?" Buffy asked the man, worried etched on her features.
"I am now." The man said with a smile and a slight year which caused Buffy to blush involuntarily. "It was my fault this happened, really. I should have been paying more attention to where I was going." He put a hand to his head and grimaced when it came back covered with blood. Buffy noticed his expression and frowned. "Oh don't worry, I'm sure it's a not as bad as it looks. At least, I hope it is."
"Man, I can't begin to tell you how sorry I am." Xander said, crouching down beside Buddy over the prone figure. "Are you sure you're alright?"
"First of all, my name isn't man, it's Maximillian Dominus. Most people who know me call me Max. I suppose while being hit by a car is not always the best way to get to know someone, it sure is a pretty effective way."
Xander chuckled nervously, and held out a hand to help Max up. "My name is Xander Harris, and this is Buffy Summers. The young woman in the car back their looking about to lose her lunch is Buffy's sister, Dawn."
"I'd say it's been nice to meet you if I hadn't had to get hit by your car to do it." Max said, rising to his feet. He swayed a bit, and nearly fell back down again, but with Buffy and Xander's support, he regained his balance.
"Are you sure you're alright? You're looking kind of pale. And that head wound sure doesn't look too good." Xander said.
"No, I'm sure it doesn't." Max said, once more placing a hand to his injured head. "As for me being pale, I assure you, this is the way I normally look. I've always had an almost unnaturally pale complexion, believe me. When I was younger, people used to joke that I must have been a vampire or something." He chuckled briefly and didn't catch the wary look the passed between Xander and Buffy.
"Regardless, I think you should at least see a doctor. Head injuries can be serious, believe me, I know." Xander said, thinking back to his numerous injuries over the years.
"Or if you really insist that you're fine, we can at least take you back to my house and bandage your cuts." Buffy said. "It's only just over there. We were just about to head off to school."
"And then this, or rather I happened." Max said, smiling. "Alright, if you insist, I will accompany you back to your house to get cleaned up."
"Alright." Buffy said, turning to Xander and whispering to him. "Can you take Dawn to school and tell them what happened? Late on the first day, this can not be good."
"Sure thing, Buff. I'll be back as soon as I can. And be careful. I know this sounds bad after just hitting the guy with my car, but there is something not quite right about him." Buffy nodded, said goodbye to Dawn, and turned back to Max.
"Let's go. It's a short walk, I promise you. Once we're there, everything will be fine." Buffy said with a smile.
"Thank you." Max said, taking her offered arm of support. They made their way slowly back to Buffy's house, a small smile on his face that went unnoticed by Buffy. If she had noticed it, she might have considered Xander's warning more carefully.
TBC
A/N: I know, I know. No Spike yet. Don't worry! I have to set the plot in place first. After that, the story will be fully of Spiky goodness. I promise!! Please also review!!!!
Also, I'm looking for a beta reader to go over this story and perhaps some Smallville works as well. Please email me at dragoness987@aol.com if interested. Thanks!!