Title: Passes Crossing
Author: Kristal
Summery: Britta Weston has just been informed that 'things that go bump in the night' are real, but somehow she knew they where when ever dreaming of her mother, Buffy Summers.
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Buffy characters those belong to Joss and I own every one you do not recognize like Britta/Brittany and everyone else that pops up in the story that have been created in MY brain.
Author's Note: This is my first Buffy fic and I hope you enjoy it. It's also my first time writing a fic that has a teenager's POV, and also considering I'm 13 and writing a 14 year I hope I'm doing it good. I have several chapters written and I will update each week, unless I'm in a good mood. But if I continue at all I need at least 1 review. Well just read and review.
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October 18, 2019
Grounded AGAIN. Why am I always jammed in my room for doing practically nothing? So what, I took out my mom's car and totaled it. Jesus she's not even my real mother. And what's the big deal? I didn't kill anyone or even came close to doing so. There are just three people in the hospital, and they're not even in a coma, so what's the deal?
A month, great I won't even get to go to the Halloween dance. I hated my parents, who aren't even really my parents at all. And I also now have to cancel on Jesse for the movie we're going to see. He'll be so pissed. And I'll nave to tell Sam I can't come to her party and can't do anything for another month. Isn't my life SOOOO perfect?
This isn't even the worst thing I've done in the past three years. I am 14 and I have learned to drive (and total the car), learned to kick someone's ass in less then two seconds (and draw blood in one), and even learned how to get expelled from school (Four times). But none of its worth anything to me, all I have ever wanted was to see my real parents, but like that's going to ever happen.
But one thing about my parents I did know was that my dad was dead. My mom, don't know what's with her. I wish I could reverse time to when I was born and was held by my real parents and loved by them. There is so very much that I wish I knew about my parents, my REAL parents. I want to know their names, I knew their names in my dreams, I knew what they looked like, sounded like, and even acted like in my dreams. But the dreams weren't for real although they seemed so very much that they were.
"BRITTA," Oh thanks mom for breaking my peaceful quite time. "MAIL!" Oh yippee I got some mail!!!!!!!!!! And my mom is actually giving it to me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Totally sarcastic if you get my drift.
I slowly exceed down the stairs to my mother with a package within her grasp. "Britta take your package upstairs NOW, and don't come down till dinner!" Mom practically screamed at me.
"Do I even have to come down for dinner, the longer I'm away from you I'm, much happier!" I counter at her.
"Fine, you don't want food, it's fine with me!" Mom came back at me.
I seized my package and climbed the stairs. Lets see what this package is all about. Feels light, but looks large. It was square, so it must include some type of box.
I gently tore the packaging off and looked inside. Sure enough there was a box with a letter on the top. I wondered what to open first, but then again it was always polite opening the letter first!
I lifted the letter up and opened it up. Now that was easy, lets just unfold the paper and read it. Come on Britta, just move your hands.
My hands were frozen in place. I tried to move them, but the just wouldn't budge. The letter gave me a peculiar feeling, full of mystery, eeriness, and happiness combined. Somehow I knew this one single letter would change my destiny.
My fingers gradually moved and unfolded the letter. This was now my last chance; I could drop this note now and let everything stay the way it is now, or read it and have my future change. I wasn't going to drop it so I started to read.
Dear Ms. Britta Anne Weston,
We have sent this letter to you to advice and warn you. We will make this as short as possible and as easily understood as we can. We are the Watchers' Council, and we warn you of the dangers you have now been faced upon.
We have discovered you to be one of the few remaining Potential Slayers on this earth. You are probably wondering what is a slayer; well here is a little history for you, but this is all we will say for now. Into each generation a Slayer is born. One girl in all the world, a Chosen One. One born with the strength and skill to fight the vampires, to stop the spread of their evil and the swell of their numbers. That is what we will tell you and you will later learn much more.
If you are thinking this is fake and that vampires only exist in horror novels, you are most defiantly wrong. Vampires are as real as you or any human that has ever walked on this very planet. Also demons and creatures you have never even begun to imagine roam through both day and night.
We all know this is hard for you to take in, but try because we need to go to a small town called Sunnydale in southern California. There the Slayer lives and she will protect you and train you in the art of slaying. The other Potential Slayers are gathering there to create an army to defend the world's end. Yes, the world's about to end and you have been chosen to fight to save it.
Inside the box includes several things you will need on your way to Sunnydale. Britta, you are special and you need to understand your life is on the line and you now have been shown what this world holds. But back to the point, inside is a plane ticket to reach Sunnydale, it is only one way and we will not guarantee you will ever return home. There are also some objects that you may find necessary to use before you reach Sunnydale, including three wooden stakes that if you drive into a vampire's heart it will be dusted, in another words killed for good. There are also some other materials that you will find more about later.
Your plane ticket is for on the 20th, I'm sorry this is quick on you. But it is absolutely necessary for to get to the Slayer's home immediately. There are creatures that will come after you and we want you as safe as possible. Britta there are many creatures and vampires that will come after you and you must not ignore this letter.
In Sunnydale there will be someone waiting for you at the airport, they will be by the name of Rupert Giles, Xander Harris, Willow Rosenberg, Anya Jenkins, Dawn Summers, or the Slayer, Buffy Summers. The name may sound familiar and we know you'll figure out who she really is to you. When you find out you must NOT tell anyone what she is to you.
You will not tell them your name Britta, but tell them another name, Brittany. This will confuse you very much and I know you will be able to handle this. Your name must be hidden for the fact that Buffy's concentration will be distracted if she knew the truth of you. This also could lead to both yours and hers death. Please do not share this letter or information to anyone, not even the Slayer or her comrades.
Be safe Britta Weston and let Brittany Weston out. We will watch over you and protect you as much as possible. Be safe on your trip to Sunnydale and be safe there.
Sincerely,
The Watchers Council
Also there is a letter enclosed to tell your adoptive parents that you have been recommended to a boarding school in Sunnydale, because of your sudden behavior. They will not hesitate to send you there.
Good luck and be safe.
I dropped the letter and nearly fainted. How could this be?? What kind of sick joke was this?? And must of all how do I know that name, Buffy Summers.
I know I've heard that name somewhere, but where? Then I knew it, my dreams, her name was in my dreams constantly, it was she, it was my mother. I was going to see her, I was going to hear her voice, and I was finally going to know what she acted like! But then all my hopes plunged; she wouldn't know who I was.
With this information my brain went into overdrive. My body felt weak and I began to tremble. Then the world went black.
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Author's Note: Okay so how was the first chapter??? I don't know if I should continue, should I or not? I hope it was good. The fic gets more exciting, so don't worry if you don't really like the beginning, it gets better in my ops anyways. And like I said earlier I am 13, writing a 14 year-old's POV, so tell me if it's good or bad, and if bad tell me what to improve, or do.
And also I don't know who the dad should be. I have several peoples I'm thinking of, or I might do an OC so no one goes all I hate this know. But tell me whom you would like to see as the dad and I'll tally up the votes.
Also like I said earlier, I will update each week, unless I'm in a good mood. But if I continue at all I need at least 1 review. So give me a review and I'll give you the next chapter, if not than, only if I REALLY wants to post it I will. And to the person who told me to write for myself and not for reviews, I write for fun, I post for reviews and to get better.
Laterz
Author: Kristal
Summery: Britta Weston has just been informed that 'things that go bump in the night' are real, but somehow she knew they where when ever dreaming of her mother, Buffy Summers.
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Buffy characters those belong to Joss and I own every one you do not recognize like Britta/Brittany and everyone else that pops up in the story that have been created in MY brain.
Author's Note: This is my first Buffy fic and I hope you enjoy it. It's also my first time writing a fic that has a teenager's POV, and also considering I'm 13 and writing a 14 year I hope I'm doing it good. I have several chapters written and I will update each week, unless I'm in a good mood. But if I continue at all I need at least 1 review. Well just read and review.
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October 18, 2019
Grounded AGAIN. Why am I always jammed in my room for doing practically nothing? So what, I took out my mom's car and totaled it. Jesus she's not even my real mother. And what's the big deal? I didn't kill anyone or even came close to doing so. There are just three people in the hospital, and they're not even in a coma, so what's the deal?
A month, great I won't even get to go to the Halloween dance. I hated my parents, who aren't even really my parents at all. And I also now have to cancel on Jesse for the movie we're going to see. He'll be so pissed. And I'll nave to tell Sam I can't come to her party and can't do anything for another month. Isn't my life SOOOO perfect?
This isn't even the worst thing I've done in the past three years. I am 14 and I have learned to drive (and total the car), learned to kick someone's ass in less then two seconds (and draw blood in one), and even learned how to get expelled from school (Four times). But none of its worth anything to me, all I have ever wanted was to see my real parents, but like that's going to ever happen.
But one thing about my parents I did know was that my dad was dead. My mom, don't know what's with her. I wish I could reverse time to when I was born and was held by my real parents and loved by them. There is so very much that I wish I knew about my parents, my REAL parents. I want to know their names, I knew their names in my dreams, I knew what they looked like, sounded like, and even acted like in my dreams. But the dreams weren't for real although they seemed so very much that they were.
"BRITTA," Oh thanks mom for breaking my peaceful quite time. "MAIL!" Oh yippee I got some mail!!!!!!!!!! And my mom is actually giving it to me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Totally sarcastic if you get my drift.
I slowly exceed down the stairs to my mother with a package within her grasp. "Britta take your package upstairs NOW, and don't come down till dinner!" Mom practically screamed at me.
"Do I even have to come down for dinner, the longer I'm away from you I'm, much happier!" I counter at her.
"Fine, you don't want food, it's fine with me!" Mom came back at me.
I seized my package and climbed the stairs. Lets see what this package is all about. Feels light, but looks large. It was square, so it must include some type of box.
I gently tore the packaging off and looked inside. Sure enough there was a box with a letter on the top. I wondered what to open first, but then again it was always polite opening the letter first!
I lifted the letter up and opened it up. Now that was easy, lets just unfold the paper and read it. Come on Britta, just move your hands.
My hands were frozen in place. I tried to move them, but the just wouldn't budge. The letter gave me a peculiar feeling, full of mystery, eeriness, and happiness combined. Somehow I knew this one single letter would change my destiny.
My fingers gradually moved and unfolded the letter. This was now my last chance; I could drop this note now and let everything stay the way it is now, or read it and have my future change. I wasn't going to drop it so I started to read.
Dear Ms. Britta Anne Weston,
We have sent this letter to you to advice and warn you. We will make this as short as possible and as easily understood as we can. We are the Watchers' Council, and we warn you of the dangers you have now been faced upon.
We have discovered you to be one of the few remaining Potential Slayers on this earth. You are probably wondering what is a slayer; well here is a little history for you, but this is all we will say for now. Into each generation a Slayer is born. One girl in all the world, a Chosen One. One born with the strength and skill to fight the vampires, to stop the spread of their evil and the swell of their numbers. That is what we will tell you and you will later learn much more.
If you are thinking this is fake and that vampires only exist in horror novels, you are most defiantly wrong. Vampires are as real as you or any human that has ever walked on this very planet. Also demons and creatures you have never even begun to imagine roam through both day and night.
We all know this is hard for you to take in, but try because we need to go to a small town called Sunnydale in southern California. There the Slayer lives and she will protect you and train you in the art of slaying. The other Potential Slayers are gathering there to create an army to defend the world's end. Yes, the world's about to end and you have been chosen to fight to save it.
Inside the box includes several things you will need on your way to Sunnydale. Britta, you are special and you need to understand your life is on the line and you now have been shown what this world holds. But back to the point, inside is a plane ticket to reach Sunnydale, it is only one way and we will not guarantee you will ever return home. There are also some objects that you may find necessary to use before you reach Sunnydale, including three wooden stakes that if you drive into a vampire's heart it will be dusted, in another words killed for good. There are also some other materials that you will find more about later.
Your plane ticket is for on the 20th, I'm sorry this is quick on you. But it is absolutely necessary for to get to the Slayer's home immediately. There are creatures that will come after you and we want you as safe as possible. Britta there are many creatures and vampires that will come after you and you must not ignore this letter.
In Sunnydale there will be someone waiting for you at the airport, they will be by the name of Rupert Giles, Xander Harris, Willow Rosenberg, Anya Jenkins, Dawn Summers, or the Slayer, Buffy Summers. The name may sound familiar and we know you'll figure out who she really is to you. When you find out you must NOT tell anyone what she is to you.
You will not tell them your name Britta, but tell them another name, Brittany. This will confuse you very much and I know you will be able to handle this. Your name must be hidden for the fact that Buffy's concentration will be distracted if she knew the truth of you. This also could lead to both yours and hers death. Please do not share this letter or information to anyone, not even the Slayer or her comrades.
Be safe Britta Weston and let Brittany Weston out. We will watch over you and protect you as much as possible. Be safe on your trip to Sunnydale and be safe there.
Sincerely,
The Watchers Council
Also there is a letter enclosed to tell your adoptive parents that you have been recommended to a boarding school in Sunnydale, because of your sudden behavior. They will not hesitate to send you there.
Good luck and be safe.
I dropped the letter and nearly fainted. How could this be?? What kind of sick joke was this?? And must of all how do I know that name, Buffy Summers.
I know I've heard that name somewhere, but where? Then I knew it, my dreams, her name was in my dreams constantly, it was she, it was my mother. I was going to see her, I was going to hear her voice, and I was finally going to know what she acted like! But then all my hopes plunged; she wouldn't know who I was.
With this information my brain went into overdrive. My body felt weak and I began to tremble. Then the world went black.
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Author's Note: Okay so how was the first chapter??? I don't know if I should continue, should I or not? I hope it was good. The fic gets more exciting, so don't worry if you don't really like the beginning, it gets better in my ops anyways. And like I said earlier I am 13, writing a 14 year-old's POV, so tell me if it's good or bad, and if bad tell me what to improve, or do.
And also I don't know who the dad should be. I have several peoples I'm thinking of, or I might do an OC so no one goes all I hate this know. But tell me whom you would like to see as the dad and I'll tally up the votes.
Also like I said earlier, I will update each week, unless I'm in a good mood. But if I continue at all I need at least 1 review. So give me a review and I'll give you the next chapter, if not than, only if I REALLY wants to post it I will. And to the person who told me to write for myself and not for reviews, I write for fun, I post for reviews and to get better.
Laterz
