Title: Divine Interference
Author: The Crazy One!
Summery: An oracle decides to interfere and this causes some problems for our slayer.
Disclaimer: I own nothing! I wish I did, and sometimes I dream . . . . . Not going there! (hee!)
I don't even own the original idea, but I'm getting to that!
Special thanks to:
Jena (Krazie Slayer) for the story idea. I guess this could be considered payment, for helping with your story (A Gift From the Forgotten Day {great story! Check it out!})
Additional notes:
I am currently looking for someone of Scottish decent, or someone who can write a convincible Scottish accent. If you know anyone who would be willing to help me, or you yourself is willing to help, please email me. I seriously need the help, even though I am of Scottish decent myself!
Well, that's about it. Here is the story. I have lots of it typed up, but a huge part is a Scottish character. So please, if you know ANYONE email me, or have them email me! Thank you very much!
Story starts here:
"This cannot be done!" She cried after the Champion of the Powers left.
"There are other ways to keep it safe. He will not be her only demon lover." He tried to sooth her.
"But her true love? No, he is the only one! Besides, she is getting close, in a year or so, she might already have it! He is the only one."
"There are always other ways; the Monks know what they are doing. Have faith in our brethren, Ganymedia."
"But to get her to protect it with her life? No, this has to be the only way, the only way she will accept it as part of her family."
"But it'll never work. Stick to what we've been told. The Powers want us to do this as well, not just the vampire. Just let's do what has to be done, and not get involved."
She glared at her mate, but stayed silent.
~ * ~
Author's Note: They're either taking summer courses, or the college started early! I miss counted! Lol!
Nine months later:
Buffy and Willow were walking to class, when a mild pain shot through Buffy's stomach. It wasn't much, not like an injury, but enough to double her over, gasping, until the pain passed. When she straightened, she looked into the concerned face of her best friend. She shrugged, having no clue what could have caused her pain.
She waited a few minutes, but it had passed, and did not return, so she shrugged once more, In a slayer fashion, and they started walking once more to class.
While walking back to her dorm, this time alone, the pain came again, making her lean against the wall in shock. The pain was so sharp and yet fleeting, she was so confused.
After a few minutes the pain subsided, and she walked on. Once in her dorm, she took two naprozine, sure that the pain was muscle related. You weren't in the field she was in and not know when pain was muscle related. Then she went to get ready for her date with Riley.
The naprozine did the trick, or seemed to anyway, until she woke up the next morning. She took some more naprozine, before Riley woke up, and noticed she was taking something. He would just worry. She hated taking pain relievers and other drugs, just because they made her feel more abnormal. To feel pain was to be human, yet lots of humans took drugs to dull their pain.
"Hey. Good morning." He saw her leaning on the wall slightly. "Are you ok?" He asked, coming up behind her.
"Yeah. Just muscle cramps." She turned and looked up at him through her eye lashes, a look that she knew drove him crazy. "I uh.." She shot her gaze to the floor, and then back up at him, "I started today."
"Ah." He said, nodding his head. She wasn't lying directly, she had found a bit of blood, and she could think it was that, but only two weeks since the last time? And these definitely weren't menstrual cramps. She'd had enough to know the difference between these and those.
~ * ~
The next cramp came right after class.
And it came with something totally unexpected.
She was headed towards the bathroom, with Willow in tow, when it hit her; huge, amount of pain. And then a rushing sensation, and then her underwear was wet.
"Oh, shit." Willow looked at her, concern etched on her face. "I think my water just broke." Willow's eyes grew large in shock.
~ * ~
"GANYMEDIA!" The voice rang through the hall, as he searched for her. "Why did you do that?"
"Because it was the only way."
"Now we are going to be seriously in trouble with the Powers, Ganymedia! How could you be so insensitive to let this happen?!"
"How were they going to make it work, mess with her mind again? Just because she is mortal, doesn't mean that her mind can be tampered with! Every time memories are altered, it leaves a finger print, we both know this! And every time a new memory is added or tampered with, then the others are less likely to work! Especially on a slayer! She is a champion, not a play thing!"
"But the monks will not have time-"
"I've seen to it, they've known for quite some time, and all the necessary preparations have been made. Do not fret, my love, everything is taken care of." She laid a soothing hand on his arm, but he pulled it away.
"I wish you could trust me, Ganymedia. We've been through this before."
"If I had told you, you would have aborted it, we both know that. This was the only way. Now she shall accept it as her own, and think nothing of protecting it with her life."
"I still wish you had confided in me. I must think on this, before I can think of forgiving your stupidity." He stalked from the room, as she turned to watch over the slayer.
Author: The Crazy One!
Summery: An oracle decides to interfere and this causes some problems for our slayer.
Disclaimer: I own nothing! I wish I did, and sometimes I dream . . . . . Not going there! (hee!)
I don't even own the original idea, but I'm getting to that!
Special thanks to:
Jena (Krazie Slayer) for the story idea. I guess this could be considered payment, for helping with your story (A Gift From the Forgotten Day {great story! Check it out!})
Additional notes:
I am currently looking for someone of Scottish decent, or someone who can write a convincible Scottish accent. If you know anyone who would be willing to help me, or you yourself is willing to help, please email me. I seriously need the help, even though I am of Scottish decent myself!
Well, that's about it. Here is the story. I have lots of it typed up, but a huge part is a Scottish character. So please, if you know ANYONE email me, or have them email me! Thank you very much!
Story starts here:
"This cannot be done!" She cried after the Champion of the Powers left.
"There are other ways to keep it safe. He will not be her only demon lover." He tried to sooth her.
"But her true love? No, he is the only one! Besides, she is getting close, in a year or so, she might already have it! He is the only one."
"There are always other ways; the Monks know what they are doing. Have faith in our brethren, Ganymedia."
"But to get her to protect it with her life? No, this has to be the only way, the only way she will accept it as part of her family."
"But it'll never work. Stick to what we've been told. The Powers want us to do this as well, not just the vampire. Just let's do what has to be done, and not get involved."
She glared at her mate, but stayed silent.
~ * ~
Author's Note: They're either taking summer courses, or the college started early! I miss counted! Lol!
Nine months later:
Buffy and Willow were walking to class, when a mild pain shot through Buffy's stomach. It wasn't much, not like an injury, but enough to double her over, gasping, until the pain passed. When she straightened, she looked into the concerned face of her best friend. She shrugged, having no clue what could have caused her pain.
She waited a few minutes, but it had passed, and did not return, so she shrugged once more, In a slayer fashion, and they started walking once more to class.
While walking back to her dorm, this time alone, the pain came again, making her lean against the wall in shock. The pain was so sharp and yet fleeting, she was so confused.
After a few minutes the pain subsided, and she walked on. Once in her dorm, she took two naprozine, sure that the pain was muscle related. You weren't in the field she was in and not know when pain was muscle related. Then she went to get ready for her date with Riley.
The naprozine did the trick, or seemed to anyway, until she woke up the next morning. She took some more naprozine, before Riley woke up, and noticed she was taking something. He would just worry. She hated taking pain relievers and other drugs, just because they made her feel more abnormal. To feel pain was to be human, yet lots of humans took drugs to dull their pain.
"Hey. Good morning." He saw her leaning on the wall slightly. "Are you ok?" He asked, coming up behind her.
"Yeah. Just muscle cramps." She turned and looked up at him through her eye lashes, a look that she knew drove him crazy. "I uh.." She shot her gaze to the floor, and then back up at him, "I started today."
"Ah." He said, nodding his head. She wasn't lying directly, she had found a bit of blood, and she could think it was that, but only two weeks since the last time? And these definitely weren't menstrual cramps. She'd had enough to know the difference between these and those.
~ * ~
The next cramp came right after class.
And it came with something totally unexpected.
She was headed towards the bathroom, with Willow in tow, when it hit her; huge, amount of pain. And then a rushing sensation, and then her underwear was wet.
"Oh, shit." Willow looked at her, concern etched on her face. "I think my water just broke." Willow's eyes grew large in shock.
~ * ~
"GANYMEDIA!" The voice rang through the hall, as he searched for her. "Why did you do that?"
"Because it was the only way."
"Now we are going to be seriously in trouble with the Powers, Ganymedia! How could you be so insensitive to let this happen?!"
"How were they going to make it work, mess with her mind again? Just because she is mortal, doesn't mean that her mind can be tampered with! Every time memories are altered, it leaves a finger print, we both know this! And every time a new memory is added or tampered with, then the others are less likely to work! Especially on a slayer! She is a champion, not a play thing!"
"But the monks will not have time-"
"I've seen to it, they've known for quite some time, and all the necessary preparations have been made. Do not fret, my love, everything is taken care of." She laid a soothing hand on his arm, but he pulled it away.
"I wish you could trust me, Ganymedia. We've been through this before."
"If I had told you, you would have aborted it, we both know that. This was the only way. Now she shall accept it as her own, and think nothing of protecting it with her life."
"I still wish you had confided in me. I must think on this, before I can think of forgiving your stupidity." He stalked from the room, as she turned to watch over the slayer.