Title: The Thing That Should Not Be
Authors: Littu and Bunny
Rating: PG-13, we guess. Rating systems are odd.
Disclaimer: We don't ownie. So please don't suie! ^_^; (Included for all Buffy, Angel, Vanessa Carlton's Twilight and Rinse, and Metallica's The Thing That Should Not Be)
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Chapter Title: Turning Tables
Previously: The Fang Gang came to Sunnydale looking for Connor who was in search of the Key. Angelus was brought back, again, and sired Buffy. Oz and Faith have returned. In the last chapter Cordelia died by the order of Roxinu Girhattiza and Anya got her visions. Faith battled it out with Angelus, only to get seriously hurt and restoration spell has a problem.
Preview: Faith finds out the problem, Dawn and Buffy talk, and two more characters make a return.
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"What kind of problem?" demanded Faith.
"Red won't do any magic," said Spike.
She paused. "Crap." Another pause. "How'd you find me?"
"That'd be Anya."
***
Faith stormed into the shop furious. "Why won't you do the spell?" Wesley pulled her over to a chair to clean her cuts.
Willow looked up, a little nervous. "Well, I've been doing a lot of thinking. And I've come to the conclusion of not doing magic for awhile. Or. . .ever again."
"This is not the time for you to go cold turkey on us!" she exclaimed.
Lorne interrupted. "Strudel can do it." Everyone starred at the shy, now completely blue Pylean.
"W-What?" asked Tara, timidly.
"You are a witch still. And your magic has been sprouting like a leaky faucet," he said smiling.
"But, this is m-magic's I've never even b-been to. Stuff on the other end of the spectrum."
"I believe you can do it."
Tara paused for a minute thinking. "I'll do it. But don't be shocked if s- something weird happens."
"Maybe we should have people go out and find Angelus," Connor suggested.
Faith stood up. "Good idea. We'll go in teams of. . ."
"You're not coming," said her Watcher.
"Yes, I am."
"No, you're bloody well not," said Spike. "You're hurt. So shut your gob and sit down." Amazingly, she relented; leaving herself, Tara, Lorne, Willow, and Giles prepare for the spell.
***
Buffy and Angelus strolled down the street leaving Dawn chained up in their room. Knowing she wasn't going anywhere, they decided to go have some fun. They went by the Bronze to pick up someone to eat. Angelus noticed that Buffy was flirting with her food before dragging it out into the alleyway.
He looked on proudly as his childe sank her fangs into the victim's neck. Suddenly, a rush of pain rippled through the Master vampire, causing him to stagger backwards.
Angel looked up disoriented. He saw a blonde vampire feeding on a young man. He spun her around. She gazed at him and asked, "You want some, Sugar-Daddy?"
He punched her in the face. She whipped her head around, looking bewildered through the vampire visage. "What?" Then her eyes widened in realization. "You got your soul back?!" She launched towards him and knocked him down. The vampire straddled and punched him once in the face. Angel struggled to get up. "What's wrong? You didn't seem to mind before."
She looked up to where her hair fell on her face. "Oh, man! Meddling kids!" She slid out of her vampire face and gazed at him. "See you later, lover," said Buffy. She kissed him and then ran off.
Fred and Connor came up. "What happened?" asked Angel.
Connor regarded him coldly. "You sure he's not Angelus?"
The girl looked at him. "I'm sure."
Then everything came back.
***
Angel came in silently. Everyone just stared, having returned from the serch. "I-I have to make a call," muttered Angel. He was not looking forward to the third degree. In the middle of the call, the door opened.
"Olivia?" asked Giles.
"Sorry about being so late. Family and flight problems," she walked up and hugged him, which he returned well. "So, what's the trouble?"
Giles took off his glasses. "I really don't think you should be here-"
"Rupert," said Olivia, taking his chin gently. "Remember those scary people from the last time I was here? Weren't they the Gentlemen?" He nodded. "That was fun. Mostly."
Angel hung up the phone and walked into the room where both gangs were waiting. They all stared at him. Finally Xander broke the silence, "You really screwed up this time dead boy."
"I'm sorry," Angel said.
"Sorry isn't going to cut it this time," Xander shouted, standing. "You turned Buffy into a vampire and you killed Cordy, her boyfriend, and God knows how many other innocent people all for a little fun."
"It wasn't like that," Angel said. "I used to work with a vampire. When I got my soul, I left his cult. He came back."
"Yeah, we've all heard that one before," Xander said sarcastically.
"Shut up, Harris," Gunn said. "If he says his soul was taken by a vampire, it was taken by a vampire."
"Oh yeah? Well have you ever met Angelus?" Xander shot back. "We all got off easy compared to the last time!"
"You'll fill me in later?" asked Olivia quietly to her boyfriend.
"Oh, of course."
"Hey," Willow said. "No need to fight. Let's just hear what he has to say then ask our questions later."
"I'm curious," Giles said, "you said you belonged to a cult of something. . ."
"Yeah," the souled-vampire replied. "The vampire's name is Roxinu Girhattiza."
"Oh, bloody hell!" exclaimed Spike. "All of this is old R.G.'s doing?" His grandsire nodded. "And Buffy is still with him?" Another nod. "We're soddin' screwed," he yelled lighting up.
"What's wrong with R.G. o-or Roxinu?" asked Willow quietly. She kept fidgeting. Oz reached over and held her hands down on the table.
"Roxinu is a powerful Master Vampire," explained Angel. "He manipulates certain things to his liking."
"Is he as powerful as the Master?" asked Giles anxiously.
Angel started, "I don't know. I never fought Roxinu-"
Spike interrupted. "Yes he's as bloody powerful as the Master!" He shifted his shoulder. "Leaves you sore for a sodding week."
Angel sighed. "You didn't have to fight him."
"Yeah. But I'm glad I don't have a huge honkin' tattoo on my back."
"Tattoo?" inquired Wesley.
"Yeah," Spike said to the Watcher. "You ever seen that hideous tattoo on his back? Well, I guess not unless you seen him with his shirt off. 'Course that's none of my business." Spike smirked at the gang's horrified looks.
"Back to this vamp dude," Faith said looking at Angel.
"He formed a powerful cult about a century ago. I joined in, got the tattoo, then got a soul."
"And now he's back with a vampire vampire slayer and a plan I'll bet," Spike said.
"So, he took your soul. Then what happened?" Giles asked.
"Angelus set a trap for Buffy, a large group of vampires. Then when she was weak enough, he sired her."
Angel nodded his head shamefully. "There is a big plan going on. Roxinu wants to open the Hellmouth using Dawn. Prophesy. He thinks that "Twilight" means all hell breaking loose."
"Does it?" questioned Fred, taking off her glasses.
"Yes and no. Depending upon what's done about it. Either, it permanently closes the Hellmouth or permanently opens it."
"Bummer," said Oz, stroking Willow's hand. He glanced over to see Lorne doing the same thing to Tara.
"When is this going down?" asked Faith, in her business pose.
"Tomorrow night."
There was silence for awhile. "Why didn't you kill me?" asked Connor.
"Buffy has this theory that you're the Wretch from the Prophesy. You're needed for Twilight."
"Why didn't you just capture me?"
"He needs to come willingly. Which you will. The pull will be to strong. That's why you came to Sunnydale in the first place." Connor just looked down. There was more silence. "I think there might be a way to bring Buffy back. I have a friend from LA. She's bringing an artifact that we need. She might stay or she might not."
"Is that all?" asked Anya.
Angel nodded. Lorne stood up. "I don't know about you muffins, but I'm worn out and could use a little bit of rest. Why don't we all meet back here later tomorrow."
Faith snuck back into the training room quickly. She stared at the black punching bag. It looked as if it were mocking her. She began to beat on it. "I'm pitying the bag now," said a voice behind her. The Slayer whipped around quickly to find Spike leaning on the door jam, watching her. He moved over to the sofa and sat down. "You shouldn't be wasting your strength like that. Probably be the first one to get their neck snapped."
"Thanks for the vote of confidence." She sighed and sat down beside him. "Truth be told, I'm terrified. I don't want to kill B."
Spike wrapped an arm around her, which she leaned into. After awhile, Faith asked, "Are we cuddling?" When she got no answer, she decided to sleep.
***
Buffy walked back into the room that Dawn was in. She was sitting on the floor chained to a wall. "Hello, little sis," Buffy said, strolling over to Dawn. "And how are you today? I'm fine."
"I'm chained to a wall in a crummy old mansion with a vampire for a sister. How do you think I feel?" Dawn said coldly. She refused to look up at Buffy.
"Well aren't you even excited about tonight? There's going to be quite a show. All those insignificant morons rushing over here to save you," Buffy laughed. "It's going to be so much fun to see their faces when I kill them. A few might be useful if I turn them, but that wouldn't be quite as much fun."
"You're not my real sister. And if you think you can take all them on then you're . . .wrong. A-and stupid. They'll rescue me and they gave Angel a soul," Dawn said defiantely. Buffy rolled her eyes. Dawn continued, trying to anger the vampire, "They can give you one too. A-and another thing, you're really ugly when you're a vampire." Buffy smacked her.
With a hurt look on her face she said, "Is that any way to treat your older sister?" She smirked. If the little twerp wanted to play mind games, she was up for it. "While we're on the subject of ugly, you know what you looked like before you took the form of my sister? A green glob. Like radioactive snot. You're not real, you know. You aren't anyone's siter or daughter," Buffy glared at the Key who glared right back. "Oh, sure, we told you we loved you and that no matter how you got here you were a Summers. But it was a lie."
Dawn flinched, Buffy continued, "We were just playing nice because we couldn't let something important as the Key be let out of our sight. How stupid we were. We should have just let Glory have you. Hell on earth would've been nice. Anything must be better than pretending to be you're sister." Buffy laughed again. "Tonight's gonna be great, Little Blob. Big Bad Vampy Buffy's gonna let all hell loose," she leaned forward. "Thanks to you."
Dawn spit in her face. "I'd like to see you try," she said.
***
They gang assembled at the Magic Box, waiting for the surprise visitor to get there. They kept asking Angel who it was, and he just responded that it was someone they didn't know. To kill time, half of the group was assembling weapons, and the other half was playing poker.
Then the Box bell rang.
A woman stood there with black leather pants, red leather tank top, and black gloves up to her elbows. She had long dark hair and dark eyes and was carrying a bag.
Angel straightened up from the poker game. "Guys, this is Gwen Raiden."
"You better tell me why I'm doing this for free," said Gwen sounding a little bit mad.
Faith stood up from the game. "Gwenny?"
"Faith?" Both girls ran to each other and hugged.
"Ouch!" exclaimed the Slayer. "See you're still electrical." Both grinned.
"How do you know her?" questioned Wesley, looking up from sharpening his ax.
"She's my cousin who shoots electrical charges through things."
"Who's that?" whispered Gwen.
"My Watcher. Only he doesn't have an umbrella up his ass anymore."
"He's sexy."
"Do you have it?" asked Angel.
"Yep. The Tefi Kthayib. Restores life to undead Slayers." She patted the bag.
"You mean it could turn Buffy back into a human?" Xander asked. Gwen nodded.
"What's the catch?" Willow asked. "I know magic pretty darn well, and I know there's always something."
"We have to be fairly close to the Slayer in order for it to work," Gwen replied.
"How close?" Giles asked.
"Fifty yards or closer," she answered.
"But that means we would have to be close enough for her to sense our presence," Faith said. "She'll know we're there." There was silence.
"Hour 'til sundown," commented Oz.
"Oh!" exclaimed Willow.
"What?" asked Gunn.
"It's the day before the fullmoon. You go all wolfy tonight." explained the redhead.
"It's okay. I've learned how to control it enough to be conscious of what's going on. I can fight with you guys."
"Good. Gwen, are you staying?" inquired Wes.
She shrugged. "Don't have any jobs for awhile and I live for the thrill."
"All right then," he nodded. "Here's the plan."
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TBC. . .
Bwahahahahahaha! We're very evil aren't we. Sorry bunches about not updating last week. Volleyball kinda took both our lives and the thrills of summer. But, we're almost done!
Littu was wondering if there were any Metallica fans out there? Could you REVIEW and let us know? Please?
Authors: Littu and Bunny
Rating: PG-13, we guess. Rating systems are odd.
Disclaimer: We don't ownie. So please don't suie! ^_^; (Included for all Buffy, Angel, Vanessa Carlton's Twilight and Rinse, and Metallica's The Thing That Should Not Be)
Feedback: Duh! Appreciated greatly! We BOTH Accept Flames! BRING IT ON!!!!! (No SERIOUSLY, bring it) It's about to get real good! And even better now! So keep 'em coming! Please? Might we just say, there was a pathetic amount last time. This is about to blow your mind!
Chapter Title: Turning Tables
Previously: The Fang Gang came to Sunnydale looking for Connor who was in search of the Key. Angelus was brought back, again, and sired Buffy. Oz and Faith have returned. In the last chapter Cordelia died by the order of Roxinu Girhattiza and Anya got her visions. Faith battled it out with Angelus, only to get seriously hurt and restoration spell has a problem.
Preview: Faith finds out the problem, Dawn and Buffy talk, and two more characters make a return.
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"What kind of problem?" demanded Faith.
"Red won't do any magic," said Spike.
She paused. "Crap." Another pause. "How'd you find me?"
"That'd be Anya."
***
Faith stormed into the shop furious. "Why won't you do the spell?" Wesley pulled her over to a chair to clean her cuts.
Willow looked up, a little nervous. "Well, I've been doing a lot of thinking. And I've come to the conclusion of not doing magic for awhile. Or. . .ever again."
"This is not the time for you to go cold turkey on us!" she exclaimed.
Lorne interrupted. "Strudel can do it." Everyone starred at the shy, now completely blue Pylean.
"W-What?" asked Tara, timidly.
"You are a witch still. And your magic has been sprouting like a leaky faucet," he said smiling.
"But, this is m-magic's I've never even b-been to. Stuff on the other end of the spectrum."
"I believe you can do it."
Tara paused for a minute thinking. "I'll do it. But don't be shocked if s- something weird happens."
"Maybe we should have people go out and find Angelus," Connor suggested.
Faith stood up. "Good idea. We'll go in teams of. . ."
"You're not coming," said her Watcher.
"Yes, I am."
"No, you're bloody well not," said Spike. "You're hurt. So shut your gob and sit down." Amazingly, she relented; leaving herself, Tara, Lorne, Willow, and Giles prepare for the spell.
***
Buffy and Angelus strolled down the street leaving Dawn chained up in their room. Knowing she wasn't going anywhere, they decided to go have some fun. They went by the Bronze to pick up someone to eat. Angelus noticed that Buffy was flirting with her food before dragging it out into the alleyway.
He looked on proudly as his childe sank her fangs into the victim's neck. Suddenly, a rush of pain rippled through the Master vampire, causing him to stagger backwards.
Angel looked up disoriented. He saw a blonde vampire feeding on a young man. He spun her around. She gazed at him and asked, "You want some, Sugar-Daddy?"
He punched her in the face. She whipped her head around, looking bewildered through the vampire visage. "What?" Then her eyes widened in realization. "You got your soul back?!" She launched towards him and knocked him down. The vampire straddled and punched him once in the face. Angel struggled to get up. "What's wrong? You didn't seem to mind before."
She looked up to where her hair fell on her face. "Oh, man! Meddling kids!" She slid out of her vampire face and gazed at him. "See you later, lover," said Buffy. She kissed him and then ran off.
Fred and Connor came up. "What happened?" asked Angel.
Connor regarded him coldly. "You sure he's not Angelus?"
The girl looked at him. "I'm sure."
Then everything came back.
***
Angel came in silently. Everyone just stared, having returned from the serch. "I-I have to make a call," muttered Angel. He was not looking forward to the third degree. In the middle of the call, the door opened.
"Olivia?" asked Giles.
"Sorry about being so late. Family and flight problems," she walked up and hugged him, which he returned well. "So, what's the trouble?"
Giles took off his glasses. "I really don't think you should be here-"
"Rupert," said Olivia, taking his chin gently. "Remember those scary people from the last time I was here? Weren't they the Gentlemen?" He nodded. "That was fun. Mostly."
Angel hung up the phone and walked into the room where both gangs were waiting. They all stared at him. Finally Xander broke the silence, "You really screwed up this time dead boy."
"I'm sorry," Angel said.
"Sorry isn't going to cut it this time," Xander shouted, standing. "You turned Buffy into a vampire and you killed Cordy, her boyfriend, and God knows how many other innocent people all for a little fun."
"It wasn't like that," Angel said. "I used to work with a vampire. When I got my soul, I left his cult. He came back."
"Yeah, we've all heard that one before," Xander said sarcastically.
"Shut up, Harris," Gunn said. "If he says his soul was taken by a vampire, it was taken by a vampire."
"Oh yeah? Well have you ever met Angelus?" Xander shot back. "We all got off easy compared to the last time!"
"You'll fill me in later?" asked Olivia quietly to her boyfriend.
"Oh, of course."
"Hey," Willow said. "No need to fight. Let's just hear what he has to say then ask our questions later."
"I'm curious," Giles said, "you said you belonged to a cult of something. . ."
"Yeah," the souled-vampire replied. "The vampire's name is Roxinu Girhattiza."
"Oh, bloody hell!" exclaimed Spike. "All of this is old R.G.'s doing?" His grandsire nodded. "And Buffy is still with him?" Another nod. "We're soddin' screwed," he yelled lighting up.
"What's wrong with R.G. o-or Roxinu?" asked Willow quietly. She kept fidgeting. Oz reached over and held her hands down on the table.
"Roxinu is a powerful Master Vampire," explained Angel. "He manipulates certain things to his liking."
"Is he as powerful as the Master?" asked Giles anxiously.
Angel started, "I don't know. I never fought Roxinu-"
Spike interrupted. "Yes he's as bloody powerful as the Master!" He shifted his shoulder. "Leaves you sore for a sodding week."
Angel sighed. "You didn't have to fight him."
"Yeah. But I'm glad I don't have a huge honkin' tattoo on my back."
"Tattoo?" inquired Wesley.
"Yeah," Spike said to the Watcher. "You ever seen that hideous tattoo on his back? Well, I guess not unless you seen him with his shirt off. 'Course that's none of my business." Spike smirked at the gang's horrified looks.
"Back to this vamp dude," Faith said looking at Angel.
"He formed a powerful cult about a century ago. I joined in, got the tattoo, then got a soul."
"And now he's back with a vampire vampire slayer and a plan I'll bet," Spike said.
"So, he took your soul. Then what happened?" Giles asked.
"Angelus set a trap for Buffy, a large group of vampires. Then when she was weak enough, he sired her."
Angel nodded his head shamefully. "There is a big plan going on. Roxinu wants to open the Hellmouth using Dawn. Prophesy. He thinks that "Twilight" means all hell breaking loose."
"Does it?" questioned Fred, taking off her glasses.
"Yes and no. Depending upon what's done about it. Either, it permanently closes the Hellmouth or permanently opens it."
"Bummer," said Oz, stroking Willow's hand. He glanced over to see Lorne doing the same thing to Tara.
"When is this going down?" asked Faith, in her business pose.
"Tomorrow night."
There was silence for awhile. "Why didn't you kill me?" asked Connor.
"Buffy has this theory that you're the Wretch from the Prophesy. You're needed for Twilight."
"Why didn't you just capture me?"
"He needs to come willingly. Which you will. The pull will be to strong. That's why you came to Sunnydale in the first place." Connor just looked down. There was more silence. "I think there might be a way to bring Buffy back. I have a friend from LA. She's bringing an artifact that we need. She might stay or she might not."
"Is that all?" asked Anya.
Angel nodded. Lorne stood up. "I don't know about you muffins, but I'm worn out and could use a little bit of rest. Why don't we all meet back here later tomorrow."
Faith snuck back into the training room quickly. She stared at the black punching bag. It looked as if it were mocking her. She began to beat on it. "I'm pitying the bag now," said a voice behind her. The Slayer whipped around quickly to find Spike leaning on the door jam, watching her. He moved over to the sofa and sat down. "You shouldn't be wasting your strength like that. Probably be the first one to get their neck snapped."
"Thanks for the vote of confidence." She sighed and sat down beside him. "Truth be told, I'm terrified. I don't want to kill B."
Spike wrapped an arm around her, which she leaned into. After awhile, Faith asked, "Are we cuddling?" When she got no answer, she decided to sleep.
***
Buffy walked back into the room that Dawn was in. She was sitting on the floor chained to a wall. "Hello, little sis," Buffy said, strolling over to Dawn. "And how are you today? I'm fine."
"I'm chained to a wall in a crummy old mansion with a vampire for a sister. How do you think I feel?" Dawn said coldly. She refused to look up at Buffy.
"Well aren't you even excited about tonight? There's going to be quite a show. All those insignificant morons rushing over here to save you," Buffy laughed. "It's going to be so much fun to see their faces when I kill them. A few might be useful if I turn them, but that wouldn't be quite as much fun."
"You're not my real sister. And if you think you can take all them on then you're . . .wrong. A-and stupid. They'll rescue me and they gave Angel a soul," Dawn said defiantely. Buffy rolled her eyes. Dawn continued, trying to anger the vampire, "They can give you one too. A-and another thing, you're really ugly when you're a vampire." Buffy smacked her.
With a hurt look on her face she said, "Is that any way to treat your older sister?" She smirked. If the little twerp wanted to play mind games, she was up for it. "While we're on the subject of ugly, you know what you looked like before you took the form of my sister? A green glob. Like radioactive snot. You're not real, you know. You aren't anyone's siter or daughter," Buffy glared at the Key who glared right back. "Oh, sure, we told you we loved you and that no matter how you got here you were a Summers. But it was a lie."
Dawn flinched, Buffy continued, "We were just playing nice because we couldn't let something important as the Key be let out of our sight. How stupid we were. We should have just let Glory have you. Hell on earth would've been nice. Anything must be better than pretending to be you're sister." Buffy laughed again. "Tonight's gonna be great, Little Blob. Big Bad Vampy Buffy's gonna let all hell loose," she leaned forward. "Thanks to you."
Dawn spit in her face. "I'd like to see you try," she said.
***
They gang assembled at the Magic Box, waiting for the surprise visitor to get there. They kept asking Angel who it was, and he just responded that it was someone they didn't know. To kill time, half of the group was assembling weapons, and the other half was playing poker.
Then the Box bell rang.
A woman stood there with black leather pants, red leather tank top, and black gloves up to her elbows. She had long dark hair and dark eyes and was carrying a bag.
Angel straightened up from the poker game. "Guys, this is Gwen Raiden."
"You better tell me why I'm doing this for free," said Gwen sounding a little bit mad.
Faith stood up from the game. "Gwenny?"
"Faith?" Both girls ran to each other and hugged.
"Ouch!" exclaimed the Slayer. "See you're still electrical." Both grinned.
"How do you know her?" questioned Wesley, looking up from sharpening his ax.
"She's my cousin who shoots electrical charges through things."
"Who's that?" whispered Gwen.
"My Watcher. Only he doesn't have an umbrella up his ass anymore."
"He's sexy."
"Do you have it?" asked Angel.
"Yep. The Tefi Kthayib. Restores life to undead Slayers." She patted the bag.
"You mean it could turn Buffy back into a human?" Xander asked. Gwen nodded.
"What's the catch?" Willow asked. "I know magic pretty darn well, and I know there's always something."
"We have to be fairly close to the Slayer in order for it to work," Gwen replied.
"How close?" Giles asked.
"Fifty yards or closer," she answered.
"But that means we would have to be close enough for her to sense our presence," Faith said. "She'll know we're there." There was silence.
"Hour 'til sundown," commented Oz.
"Oh!" exclaimed Willow.
"What?" asked Gunn.
"It's the day before the fullmoon. You go all wolfy tonight." explained the redhead.
"It's okay. I've learned how to control it enough to be conscious of what's going on. I can fight with you guys."
"Good. Gwen, are you staying?" inquired Wes.
She shrugged. "Don't have any jobs for awhile and I live for the thrill."
"All right then," he nodded. "Here's the plan."
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TBC. . .
Bwahahahahahaha! We're very evil aren't we. Sorry bunches about not updating last week. Volleyball kinda took both our lives and the thrills of summer. But, we're almost done!
Littu was wondering if there were any Metallica fans out there? Could you REVIEW and let us know? Please?