Title: Visions Cause Trouble
Author: BunnyKat
Rating: PG-13, to chicken to go any higher
Feedback: Yeah! Kat doesn't exactly like flames, but I embrace them! Please give us anything! Reviewers are our friends!
Disclaimer: We do not own ANY Angel or Buffy characters (*tear*).
Chapter Title: Trouble Starts
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Connor ran over the Welcome to Sunnydale sign. "Where do I drive now?"
Cordellia undid the seatbelt. "I'm driving to the Magic Box," she said getting out of the car.
"What'd I do?"
Angel stared at his son. "You nearly hit three semi's, four SUV's, a state patrolman pulled you over - whom we had to knock un-conscience - and you just ran over the sign. No more driving." Angel gave him that look and he climbed in back. It was then that they noticed that Cordy hadn't gotten in. Angel opened the door and a hand grabbed him by the collar and yanked him out. Connor opened his door and was pulled out as well.
There were two gruffmen holding each. Father looked at son and nodded. Angel took one down by tucking a leg behind his knee and flipped the other by taking the neck. The other tripped Angel down from his position. When he got up, he flipped his leg down on the vampire. Angel reacted by turning, flipping up and kicked the other down and punched his attacker.
Connor head-butted the one on the right and punched the other with his now- free-hand. The one he head-butted grabbed from behind. Connor used the body of the nose bled one to shove his body weight into his captor on to the ground. This kind of thing continued for awhile until a voice spoke.
"Um. I don't think that this is. very fair to the, um, lady if you continue."
The man - who Angel recognized from his fiancee's description - was holding Cordy's un-conscience body with a knife at her neck. Both men stopped and the gruff sunk them into blackness as well.. "Leave the boy." The man took out a pocket watch. "It seems that I will be late with my other appointment. You know what to do?" They nodded. "Let the games begin."
***
Connor woke up with a headache. He was alone by the car. He remembered a fight and could tell that it wasn't that long ago because he could still smell everything. He also remembered Cordelia mentioning the Magic Box, so he wandered the streets for a short time before finding the unmistakable blue sign.
Connor saw a blonde woman counting money at the register, a worn out red head typing at an iBook, dark haired man reading a book, and a pretty brunette in a cast side glaring to the red head. The blonde looked up. "We're closed now. Come back tomorrow to spend your money."
"I'm actually looking for Buffy." Everyone stopped what they were doing to stare at him.
"Why?" asked the young man.
"I'm a friend of Cordelia's. She had a vision of ."
"Wait a minute," said the man. "Since when does Cordelia get visions?"
"Ever since before I knew her. But she had a vision of Buffy dying by a dangerous old man with white hair and a knife." The back door slammed shut.
"Dawn!" yelled the red head. Connor wasted no time. He jumped and was out that door before anyone else could blink.
***
Dawn's first instinct was to contact her sister. When she had gotten a block away from the shop, she dug out her cell phone. 'Please pick up, please pick up, please pick up.' "Hello?" came her sister's voice.
"Buffy, where are you?"
"At the back of Richmond cemetery and I thought I told you that this was for emergencies only."
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah. I'm fi." but Buffy was cut off and it was followed by a series of grunts.
"Buffy!" she yelled into the phone. Dawn hung up and thought, 'Richmond cemetery is about a mile away from here, turn left before the hospital,' and took off at a dead run, putting all those principle test in PE to good use.
When Dawn got there, she had to swallow all fear she had at the man. She took off at a dead run to the man Buffy was facing.
Doc.
***
Buffy wondered around the cemetery aimlessly. It'd been quiet recently, except for the occasional vamp and exploding lent. And of course, him. "Please, just go away."
"Can't do that, luv. We need to talk." She sighed and began to walk off in the other direction. "Don't use the bloody, 'it was a spell' excuse again. It was more than that."
She turned around. "Okay. Just so I don't have to hear that 'Gone with the Wind' thing again."
He came up to her, in that swagger that always made her stay still. Spike began to rub her arms slowly, and whispered, "I know I keep you up at night."
Buffy jerked back quickly. "Did you wonder why I never talked to you in the past two weeks?" Spike didn't say anything. He was amazed at the fact she was going to explain herself. "You're right. I did. . .feel. And it was - good."
"Good?"
"Okay, amazing. But that's just it. Even if you weren't an evil, souless vampire who's tried to kill us all on many occasions, I'd still avoid you. If you were Riley or Angel, I'd avoid you."
"I'm not those bloody g-"
"Point being," she interrupted him before a rant could start. "I'm beginning to enjoy life again. Like the little things. But when we, um. . brought down the house, so to speak, it put me on this high. And everything was sucky again. But if I kept doing that, I'd end up using you and hurting you and myself, and probably everyone else. And I really, really don't want to do that."
"Buffy," began the platinum haired vamp, when a twig or something was thrown at the back of their heads. Both turned to see two vampires about to throw a pebble. "Do you mind?"
"We're going to defeat you Slayer," said one with a nasally voice. Spike tried hard not to laugh and Buffy did laugh. The one that didn't speak lunged at Spike and the nasally one ran. Buffy followed. She caught up with him at a clearing and pushed him down. Then the cell phone rang.
Sighing, Buffy slammed a stake into its heart. "Hello?"
"Buffy?" It was Dawn. "Where are you?"
"At the back of Richmond cemetery and I thought I told you this is for emergencies only."
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah. I'm fi." Buffy was cut off by a backhand from a demon that came out of no where. She fell and dropped the phone. There were ten other demons there by the time the Slayer got up. The fight was an easy one at the beginning. The first five she hit into a tree and they melted like they did at the construction site. While she got rid of them, one of the others grabbed her in a hug and held on. The demons got a few good punches and kick's in her abdomen and face. Buffy crunched her legs up and pushed against the opposing demon with all her strength. This caused her and her captor to fly onto the ground where it disappeared. While flipping up a demon punched her. She punched, kicked, shoved into a tree, (where it disappeared) and jabbed one behind without missing a beat. Huffing, Buffy almost launched herself at another, when they suddenly rammed themselves at the large oaks and melted.
Sighing, she turned around meeting an old man who held a knife and recognized him. "What's up with you guys?" she asked. "You get killed and you keep coming back."
Doc chuckled, "Likewise." He quickly lunged at her with the knife. Buffy dodged it and the two began hand to hand combat. But the Slayer knew she was tired and was quickly thrown down. Just as the knife came down, someone jumped on top and moved. The blade imbedded itself two inches from her stomach. The last thing Buffy remembered was intense pain and black.
***
Dawn jumped on top of Doc. She was flung off and looked up to see the demon take the blade out of Buffy and attempt to take her out again. This time Dawn got him down on a tackle and began beating him down with her cast.
(A/N: Who said that a broken arm sucks?)
Doc kicked her and she tried to beat him again with her cast when he grabbed her throat, cutting off her air. "You know, that was very rude." She tried to punch him, but his tongue came out and wrapped both her hands together. Dawn closed her eyes as Doc drew back the knife for a blow. Then she felt being knocked over. Dawn opened her eyes to see the boy at the Magic Box fighting, quite well, with the demon. She looked over to her sister to see that she wasn't moving. She scrambled over and tried to find a pulse. There was a very faint one.
The boy came up and began examining Buffy. "What about Doc?" asked Dawn. He jerked his head back and she saw that Spike had appeared and was taking care of the situation. He began doing CPR on the Slayer.
"We need something to stop the bleeding," he instructed.
Dawn took off her jean jacket and gave it. She watched as he applied pressure to the wound. "What's your name?" she asked.
"Connor. We need to get her to a hospital. She's in shock." Dawn looked up in time to see Doc thrust Spike five feet and run away. Spike came over and tried to pick Buffy up.
"Spike, no," said Dawn. "Look at your hands. They're shaking so much that you'd probably drop her." He did as he was told and couldn't hold them straight. Connor picked her up carefully and nodded for someone to lead the way.
Dawn ran ahead to inform the nurses to get stuff ready. After that everything was a blur. Someone took her aside, she watched Connor place Buffy on a stretcher and then wheeled into another room, someone asked questions about medical problems and then she was left with Spike and Connor. No one said a word. A doctor came up about ten minutes later. He had a head full of white hair and had a kind amount of worry lines to his face. "I would like to talk to the family of Buffy Summers."
Spike started to walk away, when she held on to his sleeve. "Stay."
"Is he a related person to Ms. Summers."
"Yes," answered Dawn taking a deep breath. "He's her fiancée."
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TBC. . .
Why did she say fiancee? Tune in Friday for the answer! BWAHAHHAHAHA!
Also REVIEW!
Author: BunnyKat
Rating: PG-13, to chicken to go any higher
Feedback: Yeah! Kat doesn't exactly like flames, but I embrace them! Please give us anything! Reviewers are our friends!
Disclaimer: We do not own ANY Angel or Buffy characters (*tear*).
Chapter Title: Trouble Starts
--------------------------------------------------------------
Connor ran over the Welcome to Sunnydale sign. "Where do I drive now?"
Cordellia undid the seatbelt. "I'm driving to the Magic Box," she said getting out of the car.
"What'd I do?"
Angel stared at his son. "You nearly hit three semi's, four SUV's, a state patrolman pulled you over - whom we had to knock un-conscience - and you just ran over the sign. No more driving." Angel gave him that look and he climbed in back. It was then that they noticed that Cordy hadn't gotten in. Angel opened the door and a hand grabbed him by the collar and yanked him out. Connor opened his door and was pulled out as well.
There were two gruffmen holding each. Father looked at son and nodded. Angel took one down by tucking a leg behind his knee and flipped the other by taking the neck. The other tripped Angel down from his position. When he got up, he flipped his leg down on the vampire. Angel reacted by turning, flipping up and kicked the other down and punched his attacker.
Connor head-butted the one on the right and punched the other with his now- free-hand. The one he head-butted grabbed from behind. Connor used the body of the nose bled one to shove his body weight into his captor on to the ground. This kind of thing continued for awhile until a voice spoke.
"Um. I don't think that this is. very fair to the, um, lady if you continue."
The man - who Angel recognized from his fiancee's description - was holding Cordy's un-conscience body with a knife at her neck. Both men stopped and the gruff sunk them into blackness as well.. "Leave the boy." The man took out a pocket watch. "It seems that I will be late with my other appointment. You know what to do?" They nodded. "Let the games begin."
***
Connor woke up with a headache. He was alone by the car. He remembered a fight and could tell that it wasn't that long ago because he could still smell everything. He also remembered Cordelia mentioning the Magic Box, so he wandered the streets for a short time before finding the unmistakable blue sign.
Connor saw a blonde woman counting money at the register, a worn out red head typing at an iBook, dark haired man reading a book, and a pretty brunette in a cast side glaring to the red head. The blonde looked up. "We're closed now. Come back tomorrow to spend your money."
"I'm actually looking for Buffy." Everyone stopped what they were doing to stare at him.
"Why?" asked the young man.
"I'm a friend of Cordelia's. She had a vision of ."
"Wait a minute," said the man. "Since when does Cordelia get visions?"
"Ever since before I knew her. But she had a vision of Buffy dying by a dangerous old man with white hair and a knife." The back door slammed shut.
"Dawn!" yelled the red head. Connor wasted no time. He jumped and was out that door before anyone else could blink.
***
Dawn's first instinct was to contact her sister. When she had gotten a block away from the shop, she dug out her cell phone. 'Please pick up, please pick up, please pick up.' "Hello?" came her sister's voice.
"Buffy, where are you?"
"At the back of Richmond cemetery and I thought I told you that this was for emergencies only."
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah. I'm fi." but Buffy was cut off and it was followed by a series of grunts.
"Buffy!" she yelled into the phone. Dawn hung up and thought, 'Richmond cemetery is about a mile away from here, turn left before the hospital,' and took off at a dead run, putting all those principle test in PE to good use.
When Dawn got there, she had to swallow all fear she had at the man. She took off at a dead run to the man Buffy was facing.
Doc.
***
Buffy wondered around the cemetery aimlessly. It'd been quiet recently, except for the occasional vamp and exploding lent. And of course, him. "Please, just go away."
"Can't do that, luv. We need to talk." She sighed and began to walk off in the other direction. "Don't use the bloody, 'it was a spell' excuse again. It was more than that."
She turned around. "Okay. Just so I don't have to hear that 'Gone with the Wind' thing again."
He came up to her, in that swagger that always made her stay still. Spike began to rub her arms slowly, and whispered, "I know I keep you up at night."
Buffy jerked back quickly. "Did you wonder why I never talked to you in the past two weeks?" Spike didn't say anything. He was amazed at the fact she was going to explain herself. "You're right. I did. . .feel. And it was - good."
"Good?"
"Okay, amazing. But that's just it. Even if you weren't an evil, souless vampire who's tried to kill us all on many occasions, I'd still avoid you. If you were Riley or Angel, I'd avoid you."
"I'm not those bloody g-"
"Point being," she interrupted him before a rant could start. "I'm beginning to enjoy life again. Like the little things. But when we, um. . brought down the house, so to speak, it put me on this high. And everything was sucky again. But if I kept doing that, I'd end up using you and hurting you and myself, and probably everyone else. And I really, really don't want to do that."
"Buffy," began the platinum haired vamp, when a twig or something was thrown at the back of their heads. Both turned to see two vampires about to throw a pebble. "Do you mind?"
"We're going to defeat you Slayer," said one with a nasally voice. Spike tried hard not to laugh and Buffy did laugh. The one that didn't speak lunged at Spike and the nasally one ran. Buffy followed. She caught up with him at a clearing and pushed him down. Then the cell phone rang.
Sighing, Buffy slammed a stake into its heart. "Hello?"
"Buffy?" It was Dawn. "Where are you?"
"At the back of Richmond cemetery and I thought I told you this is for emergencies only."
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah. I'm fi." Buffy was cut off by a backhand from a demon that came out of no where. She fell and dropped the phone. There were ten other demons there by the time the Slayer got up. The fight was an easy one at the beginning. The first five she hit into a tree and they melted like they did at the construction site. While she got rid of them, one of the others grabbed her in a hug and held on. The demons got a few good punches and kick's in her abdomen and face. Buffy crunched her legs up and pushed against the opposing demon with all her strength. This caused her and her captor to fly onto the ground where it disappeared. While flipping up a demon punched her. She punched, kicked, shoved into a tree, (where it disappeared) and jabbed one behind without missing a beat. Huffing, Buffy almost launched herself at another, when they suddenly rammed themselves at the large oaks and melted.
Sighing, she turned around meeting an old man who held a knife and recognized him. "What's up with you guys?" she asked. "You get killed and you keep coming back."
Doc chuckled, "Likewise." He quickly lunged at her with the knife. Buffy dodged it and the two began hand to hand combat. But the Slayer knew she was tired and was quickly thrown down. Just as the knife came down, someone jumped on top and moved. The blade imbedded itself two inches from her stomach. The last thing Buffy remembered was intense pain and black.
***
Dawn jumped on top of Doc. She was flung off and looked up to see the demon take the blade out of Buffy and attempt to take her out again. This time Dawn got him down on a tackle and began beating him down with her cast.
(A/N: Who said that a broken arm sucks?)
Doc kicked her and she tried to beat him again with her cast when he grabbed her throat, cutting off her air. "You know, that was very rude." She tried to punch him, but his tongue came out and wrapped both her hands together. Dawn closed her eyes as Doc drew back the knife for a blow. Then she felt being knocked over. Dawn opened her eyes to see the boy at the Magic Box fighting, quite well, with the demon. She looked over to her sister to see that she wasn't moving. She scrambled over and tried to find a pulse. There was a very faint one.
The boy came up and began examining Buffy. "What about Doc?" asked Dawn. He jerked his head back and she saw that Spike had appeared and was taking care of the situation. He began doing CPR on the Slayer.
"We need something to stop the bleeding," he instructed.
Dawn took off her jean jacket and gave it. She watched as he applied pressure to the wound. "What's your name?" she asked.
"Connor. We need to get her to a hospital. She's in shock." Dawn looked up in time to see Doc thrust Spike five feet and run away. Spike came over and tried to pick Buffy up.
"Spike, no," said Dawn. "Look at your hands. They're shaking so much that you'd probably drop her." He did as he was told and couldn't hold them straight. Connor picked her up carefully and nodded for someone to lead the way.
Dawn ran ahead to inform the nurses to get stuff ready. After that everything was a blur. Someone took her aside, she watched Connor place Buffy on a stretcher and then wheeled into another room, someone asked questions about medical problems and then she was left with Spike and Connor. No one said a word. A doctor came up about ten minutes later. He had a head full of white hair and had a kind amount of worry lines to his face. "I would like to talk to the family of Buffy Summers."
Spike started to walk away, when she held on to his sleeve. "Stay."
"Is he a related person to Ms. Summers."
"Yes," answered Dawn taking a deep breath. "He's her fiancée."
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TBC. . .
Why did she say fiancee? Tune in Friday for the answer! BWAHAHHAHAHA!
Also REVIEW!