Forever Hunters
Devil May Cry/Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Dante gets called by Giles to Sunnydale to train Buffy in order to highend up her skills. Unknown to the Buffy gang though is Dante's true being and the new danger both of them will face.
Chapter 6: To die or not to die, Part 2
"What?"
Buffy was stoned. Well not that stoned caused by overdosis, but just stoned. Cassie seemed uninterested though.
"Can we talk about something else?"
Buffy got her mind together.
"No, we have to talk about this."
"Just... never mind."
"Cassie, what makes you feel like this?"
"Feel like what?"
"Like you wanna hurt yourself."
"Oh, I'm..." Cassie laughed. "I'm not gonna commit suicide if that's what you're saying. No way!"
Buffy was confused. Thats one weird case she has gotten into.
"OK then. Then what are you saying?"
"Look, I don't mean to be a pain. You seem really nice, and I know you're just trying to help. But I'm wasting your time."
Buffy's investigative mind took over. She tried to queeze everything possible from this girl. Not everyone could predict their own death and that she and some other person would try to safe her. Well, lets just take out the numerous cancer and heart attack cases, a normal healthy person with telepathic abilities? Well, it also could just be some trick just to mess her up but anything could be possible. Maybe dark magic or possesion or what ever. Well all that she could get more are just...
"Coins, huh..."
After Cassie left her office, Buffy grapped her notebook and went after two people, Principal Woods ... and Dawn.
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The Summer's living room turned into a mess of pizza, coke and piles of files just about Cassie Newton. Willow sat in front of her laptop, browsing the internet for any related material, while Xander and Buffy were going through Cassie's school record. Buffy "borrowed" those of course. There was nothing of course. Her record was good apart from the last days of not so good grades and complaints from teachers about her behavior. The medical one did not add anything either apart from various infections she got in her life.
"Hey, I got something"
Willow pulled the interested faces of Buffy and Xander to her computer screen after she looked up her name in Google.com
"It's her own website. Quite filled with cutie things."
Xander rolled his eyes.
"Of course... poems...Always a sign of pretentious inner turmoil. A great hobby for someone who wants to die to write some and post them in the web."
Willow was reading one of them.
"The sheets above me
cool my skin
like dirt
on a mad woman's grave
I rise into
the moonlight white
and watch
the mirror stare
Pale fish looks
back at me
Pale fish that will
never swim
My skin is milk
for no man to drink
My thighs unused
unclenched
This body is
not ready yet
But dirt waits for no
woman
and coins will
buy no time
I hear the chatter
of the bugs. It's they alone
will feast."
"I hope none of you wrote that thing! I don't want to solve suicide cases!"
Buffy knew that voice to well.
"Shouldn't you suppose to rott here?"
Dante smiled. He sure had done something to that girl. He just hoped that she did not inherit more of that trash talk of his. After having stared at his apprentice for a while, he retreated to the couch. Meanwhile, Dawn entered the house, threw her bag down and joined the group.
"You guys are way off track. I got a hunch on this one."
No one noticed her talking. They all stared at the screen which displayed some info about Cassie's father, Phillp Newton.
"Her dad's a drunk?"
Xander cut in.
"A violent drunk?"
"We'd better find out. I have his address right... here. Got your keys?"
Dawn still tried to convince the three about her theory.
"Guys, I'm telling you. I got this case cracked wide-open. I got the perp fingered. I told you 'bout Mike Helgenberg, right?"
But no one listened to her anymore cause Buffy and Xander were gone.
"What the hell! No one listens to me again..."
Willow tried to calm her down.
"Dawn, I think we try to take on the facts first. But we can still check on that Mike guy..."
Willow's phone rings.
"Ups, sorry Dawn, be right back."
Dawn was upset. No one would listen to her. Absolutly no o... wait. She was looking at the man on the couch.
"Amm, Dante. Could I ask you some..."
"You wanna spy on the boy?"
"Sort of..."
Dante put the papers down and raised from the couch. Dawn's eyes brighten up. Finally someone she could depend on. Dante walked up to Dawn and looked at her. Dawn lost herself into his eyes. Wow... "I could do this forever..." And suddenly her view was blocked by some binoculars.
"Good luck..."
And Dante left the house.
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The dark filled the school. Nothing than cleaned up desks, chairs and closed doors. Well apart from the library which was filled with candle light and seven people who were standing in a circle. They all wore red robes and chant some old spell. Coins and stacks of papers filled the circle. One red monk bend down and lit the paper with his candle. While the papers burned down, a small picture revealed itself. The note on the corner read: Cassie Newton, 2000.
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Buffy and Xander returned from their trip to Mr. Newton. They both were tired and just needed some sleep after the confrontation with both father and daughter. Interrogating both of them brought them as far as close to nothing. No new info. Dawn and Willow were already in bed. Buffy wished good night to Xander as he was going to the world of dreams. Buffy though could not even try to sleep. Although she was wasted, she sat down on the couch and went through Cassie's files again. It was possible that she missed something. While going through the medical records again, Dante appeared on the door with a big heavy bag. Buffy greeted him as always.
"I thought you got lost? And what are you carrying anyways?"
"Needed to do some shopping. Market's good when it comes to weapons..."
"Well you see we are on hellmouth you know..."
Dante kicked off his boots and sat down at the table. He picked a file and looked through the data. Buffy was ticked of a bit.
"Shouldn't you worry about your own business?"
"I'm interested on the useless work you are doing."
"....."
Buffy got back to reading Cassie's medical file. There should be something they missed. There is always something. She could feel it. But after a couple of hours she had enough of the search. Buffy was reading everything the stuff all over again. She even nearly memorized Cassie's school record and life profile. That was enough. She stood up.
"Well I think I should let it be for today."
She was about to leave the room until Dante called her.
"Slayer..."
"What now. I really need some sleep..."
"Be prepared to let it be...."
Buffy did not know what to do with that. She just shook her head and went upstairs. Dante sighend. He could probably simulate the upcoming events.
"Let the slayer see the things for herself..."
Dante grapped the bag from the floor and opened it.
Devil May Cry/Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Dante gets called by Giles to Sunnydale to train Buffy in order to highend up her skills. Unknown to the Buffy gang though is Dante's true being and the new danger both of them will face.
Chapter 6: To die or not to die, Part 2
"What?"
Buffy was stoned. Well not that stoned caused by overdosis, but just stoned. Cassie seemed uninterested though.
"Can we talk about something else?"
Buffy got her mind together.
"No, we have to talk about this."
"Just... never mind."
"Cassie, what makes you feel like this?"
"Feel like what?"
"Like you wanna hurt yourself."
"Oh, I'm..." Cassie laughed. "I'm not gonna commit suicide if that's what you're saying. No way!"
Buffy was confused. Thats one weird case she has gotten into.
"OK then. Then what are you saying?"
"Look, I don't mean to be a pain. You seem really nice, and I know you're just trying to help. But I'm wasting your time."
Buffy's investigative mind took over. She tried to queeze everything possible from this girl. Not everyone could predict their own death and that she and some other person would try to safe her. Well, lets just take out the numerous cancer and heart attack cases, a normal healthy person with telepathic abilities? Well, it also could just be some trick just to mess her up but anything could be possible. Maybe dark magic or possesion or what ever. Well all that she could get more are just...
"Coins, huh..."
After Cassie left her office, Buffy grapped her notebook and went after two people, Principal Woods ... and Dawn.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
The Summer's living room turned into a mess of pizza, coke and piles of files just about Cassie Newton. Willow sat in front of her laptop, browsing the internet for any related material, while Xander and Buffy were going through Cassie's school record. Buffy "borrowed" those of course. There was nothing of course. Her record was good apart from the last days of not so good grades and complaints from teachers about her behavior. The medical one did not add anything either apart from various infections she got in her life.
"Hey, I got something"
Willow pulled the interested faces of Buffy and Xander to her computer screen after she looked up her name in Google.com
"It's her own website. Quite filled with cutie things."
Xander rolled his eyes.
"Of course... poems...Always a sign of pretentious inner turmoil. A great hobby for someone who wants to die to write some and post them in the web."
Willow was reading one of them.
"The sheets above me
cool my skin
like dirt
on a mad woman's grave
I rise into
the moonlight white
and watch
the mirror stare
Pale fish looks
back at me
Pale fish that will
never swim
My skin is milk
for no man to drink
My thighs unused
unclenched
This body is
not ready yet
But dirt waits for no
woman
and coins will
buy no time
I hear the chatter
of the bugs. It's they alone
will feast."
"I hope none of you wrote that thing! I don't want to solve suicide cases!"
Buffy knew that voice to well.
"Shouldn't you suppose to rott here?"
Dante smiled. He sure had done something to that girl. He just hoped that she did not inherit more of that trash talk of his. After having stared at his apprentice for a while, he retreated to the couch. Meanwhile, Dawn entered the house, threw her bag down and joined the group.
"You guys are way off track. I got a hunch on this one."
No one noticed her talking. They all stared at the screen which displayed some info about Cassie's father, Phillp Newton.
"Her dad's a drunk?"
Xander cut in.
"A violent drunk?"
"We'd better find out. I have his address right... here. Got your keys?"
Dawn still tried to convince the three about her theory.
"Guys, I'm telling you. I got this case cracked wide-open. I got the perp fingered. I told you 'bout Mike Helgenberg, right?"
But no one listened to her anymore cause Buffy and Xander were gone.
"What the hell! No one listens to me again..."
Willow tried to calm her down.
"Dawn, I think we try to take on the facts first. But we can still check on that Mike guy..."
Willow's phone rings.
"Ups, sorry Dawn, be right back."
Dawn was upset. No one would listen to her. Absolutly no o... wait. She was looking at the man on the couch.
"Amm, Dante. Could I ask you some..."
"You wanna spy on the boy?"
"Sort of..."
Dante put the papers down and raised from the couch. Dawn's eyes brighten up. Finally someone she could depend on. Dante walked up to Dawn and looked at her. Dawn lost herself into his eyes. Wow... "I could do this forever..." And suddenly her view was blocked by some binoculars.
"Good luck..."
And Dante left the house.
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The dark filled the school. Nothing than cleaned up desks, chairs and closed doors. Well apart from the library which was filled with candle light and seven people who were standing in a circle. They all wore red robes and chant some old spell. Coins and stacks of papers filled the circle. One red monk bend down and lit the paper with his candle. While the papers burned down, a small picture revealed itself. The note on the corner read: Cassie Newton, 2000.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Buffy and Xander returned from their trip to Mr. Newton. They both were tired and just needed some sleep after the confrontation with both father and daughter. Interrogating both of them brought them as far as close to nothing. No new info. Dawn and Willow were already in bed. Buffy wished good night to Xander as he was going to the world of dreams. Buffy though could not even try to sleep. Although she was wasted, she sat down on the couch and went through Cassie's files again. It was possible that she missed something. While going through the medical records again, Dante appeared on the door with a big heavy bag. Buffy greeted him as always.
"I thought you got lost? And what are you carrying anyways?"
"Needed to do some shopping. Market's good when it comes to weapons..."
"Well you see we are on hellmouth you know..."
Dante kicked off his boots and sat down at the table. He picked a file and looked through the data. Buffy was ticked of a bit.
"Shouldn't you worry about your own business?"
"I'm interested on the useless work you are doing."
"....."
Buffy got back to reading Cassie's medical file. There should be something they missed. There is always something. She could feel it. But after a couple of hours she had enough of the search. Buffy was reading everything the stuff all over again. She even nearly memorized Cassie's school record and life profile. That was enough. She stood up.
"Well I think I should let it be for today."
She was about to leave the room until Dante called her.
"Slayer..."
"What now. I really need some sleep..."
"Be prepared to let it be...."
Buffy did not know what to do with that. She just shook her head and went upstairs. Dante sighend. He could probably simulate the upcoming events.
"Let the slayer see the things for herself..."
Dante grapped the bag from the floor and opened it.