Phase 11
Sunnydale (Wishverse Version)
The warm California sun was a welcomed visitor to the remaining human population of the
Hellmouth. It brought a few hours of normalcy to the demon- infested city. For the group
dubbed the "Whitehats" by their enemies this was a time to count their losses and prepare for the
coming night.
Giles, Larry, Nancy and Oz made up Sunnydale's sole line of defense. After the Harvest the city
had been declared in state of emergency and summarily left alone. Necessity and deep seated
determination had led the four individuals to take the mantle of protectors. Together they had
seen friends and loved ones fall and rise again as vampires. It was a hard, harsh life but there
was no other alternative as long as the Slayer was absent from this parts.
They were strong. They were a team. They lived with the knowledge that they were probably
die soon.
Oz took the wretch from Nancy and set about tightening the insides of the van. It was very
important that this vehicle was in prime condition since it often provided their only means of
escape. To ensure this, he made it a point every morning to check the car for any damages or
malfunctions.
Nancy had volunteered to assist him in this and although she knew very little about cars, she
provided him with much needed companionship. It was a time to reconnect and remind
themselves that they were still alive even through the death that surrounded them.
"If you weren't here. Where would you be?" she inquired lightly.
Oz smiled. She really meant: Where would you go if you could run away? They all thought of
just taking off sometimes. Only duty and loyalty kept them here.
"Dunno... maybe Seattle"
She made a gagging sound. "Seattle? Doesn't it rain six days out of every seven there? Why
would you want to go there except to drown?"
"Maybe it would be interesting. You know? Waking up everyday knowing that you just had to
have an umbrella. And that you didn't have to worry about SP15 or sunstroke. It could be fun"
he added
Nancy shook her head. "For me Vegas would be fun or maybe NY. Yes, definitely NY. I could
go for a city that never sleeps"
They were both quiet knowing the truth behind that statement. She was scared to death of the
dark and would always be even if she managed to survive this.
The knowing silence became uncomfortable so Nancy resumed the conversation.
"The Slayer is in NY. Giles says that she doesn't want to come here. I can't blame her even if it
is her duty"
Oz put the wretch down. "Its our duty now. We accepted it"
"We took it because she didn't." Nancy retorted
"Having seen what we've seen, known what we known. Could you walk away? Even if she
came back?"
The question hung unanswered between them. They both had an uneasy suspicion that they
were in this for life.
Oz finished his repairs in complete silence and returned to the library that was their
headquarters. After a moment Nancy quietly followed. They had a lot to do before tonight.
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On the road NY-Sunnydale
It had been total silence for them for quite sometime. The Slayer had refused all his
explanations and had been giving him the cold shoulder ever since the motel. This really hurt
the passionate vampire but he suffered stoically and tried to earn his lover's trust once again.
They were nearing Sunnydale and Spike could already feel the call of the Hellmouth attack his
senses. Buffy was at edge too. The Hellmouth's vibrations settled in her gut. Her muscles
tensed in anticipation and she could feel a strange new energy cursing through her veins. It was
like being called all over again.
She was also becoming very much aware of the vampire by her side. He had chosen to follow
her to Sunnydale but what would he do once they were there? Would he join her in battling his
own kind? Could she expect him to be that loyal when he had rejected her so the evening
before? The unanswered questions were plaguing her mind.
And what of Sunnydale itself? This was a dangerous city. One that had been claimed by
demons as their source. NY would be a cakewalk compared to the Hellmouth. Was she ready
for it?
Her thoughts were interrupted by the vampire's loud sigh.
"I can say 'I'm sorry' in seven human languages and nine demon ones. Would that help?"
She could not help but smile and he took heart in that and continued.
"I'm with you, you know? In whatever capacity you need, sidekick, friend, fu**toy. Whatever
works for you" he said amicably
The Slayer laughed out loud. Some of her tension melting away. "Can you be a combination of
all?"
"Yep. Right then. One multilayered relationship coming up"
There was comfortable silence after then. Spike drove on as she tried to get comfortable in her
seat.
A few minutes later she broke the silence.
"Do you know who I'm up against?" she asks quietly.
He nods. "The Master"
"Of what?"
"Of one of the most powerful line of vampires. My line"
She felt her blood turn to ice water. His Master.
Upon seeing her reaction Spike stopped the vehicle. He took her hands in his.
"Listen luv. It doesn't mean anything anymore. It hasn't meant anything for a while now. I'm a
free agent and don't take orders from anyone"
"But you did once" it wasn't a question.
"Maybe. I was never into all that bloody pomp and circumstance. All I wanted to do is have
more fun and less ritual. That is why I left his service"
"And now?"
"Now there is you. I need to be with you and if I have to turn against my own. Then so be it.
You're my lady now"
His lips touched hers and she opened her mouth to deepen the kiss. She relaxed and he
continued driving. They were together once more.
Eventually they noticed the cheery "Welcome to Sunnydale" sign up ahead. In a moment of
defiance the vampire pushed the gas to its limit and crashes through the sign. The vehicle comes
to a halt.
Sunnydale.
TBC.
Sunnydale (Wishverse Version)
The warm California sun was a welcomed visitor to the remaining human population of the
Hellmouth. It brought a few hours of normalcy to the demon- infested city. For the group
dubbed the "Whitehats" by their enemies this was a time to count their losses and prepare for the
coming night.
Giles, Larry, Nancy and Oz made up Sunnydale's sole line of defense. After the Harvest the city
had been declared in state of emergency and summarily left alone. Necessity and deep seated
determination had led the four individuals to take the mantle of protectors. Together they had
seen friends and loved ones fall and rise again as vampires. It was a hard, harsh life but there
was no other alternative as long as the Slayer was absent from this parts.
They were strong. They were a team. They lived with the knowledge that they were probably
die soon.
Oz took the wretch from Nancy and set about tightening the insides of the van. It was very
important that this vehicle was in prime condition since it often provided their only means of
escape. To ensure this, he made it a point every morning to check the car for any damages or
malfunctions.
Nancy had volunteered to assist him in this and although she knew very little about cars, she
provided him with much needed companionship. It was a time to reconnect and remind
themselves that they were still alive even through the death that surrounded them.
"If you weren't here. Where would you be?" she inquired lightly.
Oz smiled. She really meant: Where would you go if you could run away? They all thought of
just taking off sometimes. Only duty and loyalty kept them here.
"Dunno... maybe Seattle"
She made a gagging sound. "Seattle? Doesn't it rain six days out of every seven there? Why
would you want to go there except to drown?"
"Maybe it would be interesting. You know? Waking up everyday knowing that you just had to
have an umbrella. And that you didn't have to worry about SP15 or sunstroke. It could be fun"
he added
Nancy shook her head. "For me Vegas would be fun or maybe NY. Yes, definitely NY. I could
go for a city that never sleeps"
They were both quiet knowing the truth behind that statement. She was scared to death of the
dark and would always be even if she managed to survive this.
The knowing silence became uncomfortable so Nancy resumed the conversation.
"The Slayer is in NY. Giles says that she doesn't want to come here. I can't blame her even if it
is her duty"
Oz put the wretch down. "Its our duty now. We accepted it"
"We took it because she didn't." Nancy retorted
"Having seen what we've seen, known what we known. Could you walk away? Even if she
came back?"
The question hung unanswered between them. They both had an uneasy suspicion that they
were in this for life.
Oz finished his repairs in complete silence and returned to the library that was their
headquarters. After a moment Nancy quietly followed. They had a lot to do before tonight.
###########
On the road NY-Sunnydale
It had been total silence for them for quite sometime. The Slayer had refused all his
explanations and had been giving him the cold shoulder ever since the motel. This really hurt
the passionate vampire but he suffered stoically and tried to earn his lover's trust once again.
They were nearing Sunnydale and Spike could already feel the call of the Hellmouth attack his
senses. Buffy was at edge too. The Hellmouth's vibrations settled in her gut. Her muscles
tensed in anticipation and she could feel a strange new energy cursing through her veins. It was
like being called all over again.
She was also becoming very much aware of the vampire by her side. He had chosen to follow
her to Sunnydale but what would he do once they were there? Would he join her in battling his
own kind? Could she expect him to be that loyal when he had rejected her so the evening
before? The unanswered questions were plaguing her mind.
And what of Sunnydale itself? This was a dangerous city. One that had been claimed by
demons as their source. NY would be a cakewalk compared to the Hellmouth. Was she ready
for it?
Her thoughts were interrupted by the vampire's loud sigh.
"I can say 'I'm sorry' in seven human languages and nine demon ones. Would that help?"
She could not help but smile and he took heart in that and continued.
"I'm with you, you know? In whatever capacity you need, sidekick, friend, fu**toy. Whatever
works for you" he said amicably
The Slayer laughed out loud. Some of her tension melting away. "Can you be a combination of
all?"
"Yep. Right then. One multilayered relationship coming up"
There was comfortable silence after then. Spike drove on as she tried to get comfortable in her
seat.
A few minutes later she broke the silence.
"Do you know who I'm up against?" she asks quietly.
He nods. "The Master"
"Of what?"
"Of one of the most powerful line of vampires. My line"
She felt her blood turn to ice water. His Master.
Upon seeing her reaction Spike stopped the vehicle. He took her hands in his.
"Listen luv. It doesn't mean anything anymore. It hasn't meant anything for a while now. I'm a
free agent and don't take orders from anyone"
"But you did once" it wasn't a question.
"Maybe. I was never into all that bloody pomp and circumstance. All I wanted to do is have
more fun and less ritual. That is why I left his service"
"And now?"
"Now there is you. I need to be with you and if I have to turn against my own. Then so be it.
You're my lady now"
His lips touched hers and she opened her mouth to deepen the kiss. She relaxed and he
continued driving. They were together once more.
Eventually they noticed the cheery "Welcome to Sunnydale" sign up ahead. In a moment of
defiance the vampire pushed the gas to its limit and crashes through the sign. The vehicle comes
to a halt.
Sunnydale.
TBC.