Title: Redemption's Second chance 2 (1.5, really)/?
Disclaimer: In the first chapter...all the stories stuff is in there, so...
AN: Everyone should be happy. I am aggravated, ready to beat my lap top in, but instead, I'm focusing all my energies onto my HOME computer, the stupid PC who I'm sure is only working because it feels bad for me. Who would have known that my good old computer would just stop connecting me to the internet, even though everything was good before. Stupid Spy ware Protector...SCREW AOL!! I'm going wireless. I wonder how much that costs. Feel free to email me with an estimate. Haha. Anyways, It's rough having to sit at one computer and type what's from the other because, stupidly, two years ago I broke the disk drive. So, yeah. This is the second installment of Redemption's Second Chance.
Originally, I had planned for it to take place a year later, but I got into a whole new mental debate about how I should introduce some of the new slayers, and trainees, maybe a few watchers...Buffy, of course, so that when they come into the story, how they know about Lillith will be there, I hope. So, this is like a companion to Installment one, meaning it's going on as the big battle was going on...
Installment 2:
The ground shook again, throwing Giles against the mahogany bookshelf, his pride and joy, a few books falling to the floor along with the quake. He grasped onto the ledge, riding out the most recent tremor, one of many that had been occurring throughout the day. Despite a few earthquakes, Rome seemed to have been unaffected. Chaos had started, though hours later. The whole city, he knew was alive.
Parts of the city, once beautiful and timeless, had fallen, tall structures turned to dust. To him, it seemed normal. Italy rarely got earthquakes, but a fault line was near by, there was no reason why one couldn't happen.
Buffy, though, swore up and down that the ground was about to open up and swallow her whole. She still had that thing about earthquakes. "Bad luck, Giles, bad luck." She had told him when they had begun early in the morning. Giles had quickly woken and headed towards the study, searching through book after book of prophesies, trying to find one that fit their scenario.
He closed the book, and as soon as the vibrations stopped, he left it on the shelf and headed out of the library, hoping to find one or more of the in training slayers and watchers that had taken up residence in the old stone manor that was built smartly on the outskirts of the city.
The hallways were dark, a few shadows playing on the walls, the only light source a small torch lit for the purpose of getting around. The manor hadn't changed since it's last days of use. There was no television, no phone, and no electricity. There was something magnificent about the place, it being in it's original condition, though if Buffy's could do something about it, she would. The place would most likely be illuminated with light bulbs by the end of the year.
In the main hall, Giles found everything surprisingly empty. A few stakes, weapons, and books adorned the small table.
"Giles!!" He heard a hurried voice. He turned to see Xander, minus the black patch he'd had covering his eye for nearly a year. Giles had gotten used to it. Now seeing him there with one brown eye and one blue one, it was different, though he knew that Xander was more than happy about leaving the pirates patch behind.
"Xander, where has everybody gone?" He asked the guy who collected a few weapons from the table.
"Rumor has it that the earthquakes have caused some disturbances....demons popping up from holes in the ground." He said it with ease and Giles sighed. The head of the watcher's council and trainer grabbed a few weapons.
"Let's get going, maybe Buffy can fill me in when we find her,"
Entering the town in the small European car, Giles was now fully realizing the bad of the situation. People were sitting on the streets, dirtied by the dust falling from the sky. A few buildings were on fire. Giles could compare it to hell and be almost accurate. He saw a few slayers in the distance fighting off vampires who had come out during the frenzied panic to feed.
"Nothing like a bit of fear in the blood." Xander quipped, "Buffy said she was towards Ancient Rome, that's where the bad is going on." Xander said. The old man nodded and sped, as fast as he could, towards their destination.
Luckily, the found Buffy exactly where Xander had said she would be. Giles followed quickly behind his younger friend, observing the scenery. The biggest threat, at the moment were the vampires, but it was nothing the many slayers in training that populated Rome couldn't handle. The main problem he found was the tremors that had started up again. The twosome stumbled as they walked towards where Buffy was fighting off a small troupe of vampires by herself.
One by one the slayer dusted the vampires, sporting smooth kicks and hard punches that landed each vampire shocked and amazed at the skill the, in slayer terms, old vampire slayer still had. "Ashes to ashes, dust to dust." She muttered to herself, brushing her hands off on her hoodie.
"Buffy." Giles called.
"Giles, it's the end of the world." She stated simply. "If you don't believe me, ask the prophet over there, she keeps mumbling something about a beast out of hell," She pointed to an aged Italian man who huddled, his mouth moving rapidly in his native tongue. Giles looked at Buffy carefully then followed her towards him.
Giles stooped and listened to his message.
"What is he saying, Giles?" Xander asked. The old man held up his hand, then finally:
"It is coming. The one that reeked havoc before...under the protection of....a vampire..." Giles faltered. "It's old Italian, I can't understand all of it." He explained.
"I told you it was the apocalypse." Buffy groaned, rolling her eyes.
End Installment 2.
AN2: I don't think this chapter is very good, it's hard to do battle scenes, and with the first one, it was scripted, for the most part. I think I just wanted to point out that these are going to be characters that will be mentioned A LOT in this story. Buffy because, well Angel. Xander, because he hates Angel, Giles because he's smart, and other slayers and and watchers....ooh, I get to make up some names, fun. Please review and tell me where I should go. Oh, and btw, the one the old Italian prophet was talking about...it's Lillith.. I mentioned that I wanted Buffy's crew to be after her, and now u know. It's all a misunderstanding. If the stupid prophet would have spoken English...well, I'll shut up now. Enjoy and please review!!!
-Hadlee May
Disclaimer: In the first chapter...all the stories stuff is in there, so...
AN: Everyone should be happy. I am aggravated, ready to beat my lap top in, but instead, I'm focusing all my energies onto my HOME computer, the stupid PC who I'm sure is only working because it feels bad for me. Who would have known that my good old computer would just stop connecting me to the internet, even though everything was good before. Stupid Spy ware Protector...SCREW AOL!! I'm going wireless. I wonder how much that costs. Feel free to email me with an estimate. Haha. Anyways, It's rough having to sit at one computer and type what's from the other because, stupidly, two years ago I broke the disk drive. So, yeah. This is the second installment of Redemption's Second Chance.
Originally, I had planned for it to take place a year later, but I got into a whole new mental debate about how I should introduce some of the new slayers, and trainees, maybe a few watchers...Buffy, of course, so that when they come into the story, how they know about Lillith will be there, I hope. So, this is like a companion to Installment one, meaning it's going on as the big battle was going on...
Installment 2:
The ground shook again, throwing Giles against the mahogany bookshelf, his pride and joy, a few books falling to the floor along with the quake. He grasped onto the ledge, riding out the most recent tremor, one of many that had been occurring throughout the day. Despite a few earthquakes, Rome seemed to have been unaffected. Chaos had started, though hours later. The whole city, he knew was alive.
Parts of the city, once beautiful and timeless, had fallen, tall structures turned to dust. To him, it seemed normal. Italy rarely got earthquakes, but a fault line was near by, there was no reason why one couldn't happen.
Buffy, though, swore up and down that the ground was about to open up and swallow her whole. She still had that thing about earthquakes. "Bad luck, Giles, bad luck." She had told him when they had begun early in the morning. Giles had quickly woken and headed towards the study, searching through book after book of prophesies, trying to find one that fit their scenario.
He closed the book, and as soon as the vibrations stopped, he left it on the shelf and headed out of the library, hoping to find one or more of the in training slayers and watchers that had taken up residence in the old stone manor that was built smartly on the outskirts of the city.
The hallways were dark, a few shadows playing on the walls, the only light source a small torch lit for the purpose of getting around. The manor hadn't changed since it's last days of use. There was no television, no phone, and no electricity. There was something magnificent about the place, it being in it's original condition, though if Buffy's could do something about it, she would. The place would most likely be illuminated with light bulbs by the end of the year.
In the main hall, Giles found everything surprisingly empty. A few stakes, weapons, and books adorned the small table.
"Giles!!" He heard a hurried voice. He turned to see Xander, minus the black patch he'd had covering his eye for nearly a year. Giles had gotten used to it. Now seeing him there with one brown eye and one blue one, it was different, though he knew that Xander was more than happy about leaving the pirates patch behind.
"Xander, where has everybody gone?" He asked the guy who collected a few weapons from the table.
"Rumor has it that the earthquakes have caused some disturbances....demons popping up from holes in the ground." He said it with ease and Giles sighed. The head of the watcher's council and trainer grabbed a few weapons.
"Let's get going, maybe Buffy can fill me in when we find her,"
Entering the town in the small European car, Giles was now fully realizing the bad of the situation. People were sitting on the streets, dirtied by the dust falling from the sky. A few buildings were on fire. Giles could compare it to hell and be almost accurate. He saw a few slayers in the distance fighting off vampires who had come out during the frenzied panic to feed.
"Nothing like a bit of fear in the blood." Xander quipped, "Buffy said she was towards Ancient Rome, that's where the bad is going on." Xander said. The old man nodded and sped, as fast as he could, towards their destination.
Luckily, the found Buffy exactly where Xander had said she would be. Giles followed quickly behind his younger friend, observing the scenery. The biggest threat, at the moment were the vampires, but it was nothing the many slayers in training that populated Rome couldn't handle. The main problem he found was the tremors that had started up again. The twosome stumbled as they walked towards where Buffy was fighting off a small troupe of vampires by herself.
One by one the slayer dusted the vampires, sporting smooth kicks and hard punches that landed each vampire shocked and amazed at the skill the, in slayer terms, old vampire slayer still had. "Ashes to ashes, dust to dust." She muttered to herself, brushing her hands off on her hoodie.
"Buffy." Giles called.
"Giles, it's the end of the world." She stated simply. "If you don't believe me, ask the prophet over there, she keeps mumbling something about a beast out of hell," She pointed to an aged Italian man who huddled, his mouth moving rapidly in his native tongue. Giles looked at Buffy carefully then followed her towards him.
Giles stooped and listened to his message.
"What is he saying, Giles?" Xander asked. The old man held up his hand, then finally:
"It is coming. The one that reeked havoc before...under the protection of....a vampire..." Giles faltered. "It's old Italian, I can't understand all of it." He explained.
"I told you it was the apocalypse." Buffy groaned, rolling her eyes.
End Installment 2.
AN2: I don't think this chapter is very good, it's hard to do battle scenes, and with the first one, it was scripted, for the most part. I think I just wanted to point out that these are going to be characters that will be mentioned A LOT in this story. Buffy because, well Angel. Xander, because he hates Angel, Giles because he's smart, and other slayers and and watchers....ooh, I get to make up some names, fun. Please review and tell me where I should go. Oh, and btw, the one the old Italian prophet was talking about...it's Lillith.. I mentioned that I wanted Buffy's crew to be after her, and now u know. It's all a misunderstanding. If the stupid prophet would have spoken English...well, I'll shut up now. Enjoy and please review!!!
-Hadlee May