First things first, the Legal part.
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Notes:
Here's the next chapter. It's shorter then the last, but some really good stuff is getting ready to happen, promise.
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Fool For Her
Chapter 4
Spike's cheek was pressed into the glass so much it felt numb. He was floating, somehow, and standing over him on the glass floor he was pressed too was Buffy. She smiled and said,
"I'm sorry I can't let you touch me, but you're beneath me. Spike began beating on the glass trying to shatter it. But try as he did it wouldn't crack. Suddenly he saw Selene in her white dress standing next to her watching with a smile as Spike kept trying to come up to them. Selene laughed and said,
"Poor guy, he tries so hard doesn't he? To bad he's beneath us." Buffy chimed in,
"Yeah, but hey, have you ever met The Immortal?" Buffy started walking away and Selene followed.
"No, but I've heard stories…"
"All true!" Buffy smiled. Spike began beating the glass with even more furry and screamed at them not to go, but they couldn't hear him, or they didn't care. He watched as they slowly faded away. Sad, Spike crept down from the glass and saw on the below level Harmony, Drusilla, Cecily, and that Goth girl he took to Xander's wedding. What was her name again?
They started jumping and yelling,
"Come here Spikey! You're not beneath us!" Spike started to flap his arms but he started falling towards them until finally he came crashing down. But as he landed the rabid girls seemed to transform into an ocean of shoes. Dress shoes, tennis shoes, flip flops, all kinds of shoes were around him, suffocating him!
"I'M DROWNING IN FOOTWEAR!" He yelled in excitement. Suddenly awake he jumped off of the couch and leapt to his feet. Spike caught his breath, looked around, and listened. Either Selene woke up as quietly as she slept, or she was still deep in slumber.
"God I hate that dream!" The last night he had dreamt it he had burnt to a crisp the following day.
Italy
2004 A.D.
Buffy stood alert in her personal training room; it was nearly the size of a large chapel with only open space. Off to the side of the room were various weights and training machines which she would work out with later. At the moment though, Buffy began her morning routine with great vigor. Punch, right hook, round house kick, she became a blur as her custom martial arts routine sent her in a flurry of deadly motion. She performed a quick back hand spring and delivered a great kick to a nearby punching bag, its chain was broken and it was sent nearly fifteen feet across the room. She delivered a punch to another one and saw her hand break through the rubber material releasing the stuffing from its protective shell. Every morning for no less than half an hour she did this routine, and it showed. A quick butterfly twist and yet another bag was thrown. Back in Sunnydale they had had limited funds to say the least and she had to be conservative in her training, now that she was head of the Watchers organization however she was free to let loose all her power on the training materials.
Today she concluded much earlier than usual, so with one more great kick, and yet another ruined training bag, she took a great huff and proceeded to the back of the room where she took a great gulp of water from the glass on her desk. The training room also served as her office, though the small desk did seem out of place in the gargantuan room.
She had ended her routine much earlier than she usually opted too; mostly because she was still exhausted from the ordeal her lover had put her through last night. She smiled taking another drink from her water, the perspiration dripping from her face. Damn he was hot; Angel's dark good looks, without any of his immaturity. Angel was a good guy, but Buffy had to admit that for a guy who was two hundred plus years he sure didn't act like it at times. And "The Immortal", as he was called, was as far removed from Spike as was possible, which wasn't "necessarily" a good thing. Spike had been good for her, gave her some insight to herself, as well as what a relationship shouldn't be like. Her relationship with Angel had been…questionable, but her sexcapades with Spike had been down right unhealthy. He did love her, as much as an evil being could. And with his soul he might have even connected with her on a level even greater than Angel, but still, there was just not enough trust for a relationship to survive.
Buffy banished the thoughts from her mind as she wiped the sweat off. Time for a quick shower before morning classes begin. Now with the old council gone it had become Buffy's and the Scoobie's mission to rebuild it and rewrite the principals on which it was founded. No longer was the Slayer the tool of the Watchers. The Watchers were the tools of the Slayers. The Slayers had the overall say of what went on. But it was the watchers who were their advisors. One by one these new principals had to be enforced however. The main house in England was destroyed but there were a little under a hundred enclaves all around the world. Italy was their fourth location.
"Good training session." Buffy turned to see Giles in his old fashioned tweed suit she had thought she'd seen the last of in Sunnydale. Being head of the Watchers council had really gone to his head and he had begun falling back into his old mannerisms at times."
"Mr. Giles."
"Miss Summers."
"Rupert."
"Don't call me that Buffy, it sounds odd." They shared a quick smile of fatherly and daughterly love before Buffy turned, walked to her desk and took a seat in business mode.
"So, is this a social call?" Buffy doubted that, they usually didn't make trips to each others offices unless it was business related, they did there social business in their meager off time. That is when she wasn't with her lover.
"No, I have something to discuss with you, hopefully rather quickly." Buffy leaned back in her chair, gesturing for Giles to take a seat.
"Ok, some big evil a foot. This isn't about the Immortal again is it?" Giles shook his head.
"None of the above, I've given up trying to control your love life, I had my love of danger when I was your age myself. But it does concern a former relationship." It took Buffy a second to realize what he was talking about. Giles continued in a serious tone,
"I understand you're going to be doing a lesson over "William the Bloody" in tomorrow's class and I must ask exactly what your lesson will cover?" Buffy had been expecting this; she knew what Giles was asking. So in a calm and cool tone she replied,
"We've taught these girls how to fight; now we need to teach them how to survive. They aren't immortal and they need to realize that. Spike was as normal a Vampire as almost any other century old Vampire can be but he's one of the few common demons who's actually killed a Slayer, and he's the only one who's killed two. That makes him the perfect subject of study." Giles chimed in,
"And what else will you be mentioning?" Buffy stayed cool.
"Don't worry, I have no intention of mentioning his fight to get his soul back, the fact that he personally saved the world, and no power on this Earth will make me reveal the details of my not so short affair with him. These girls need to see things black and white like I used to. They aren't ready for the grey areas yet." Giles nodded.
"I'm glad you feel that way, and sense that is the case," Giles reached into his coat and retrieved a fairly large parcel and placed it on her desk saying, "I hope that this will assist with your lesson." Curiously Buffy opened the box and discovered two file folders, one sky blue, and the other crimson red. On each of the file tabs was the name "William the Bloody/Spike." Quizzically Buffy looked at Giles.
"Most Vampire records aren't as organized, but every so often a Vampire proves he is merited closer study, like Angel, or the Master, they then become a part of the watchers Codex in the motherhouse, and each record is carefully pieced together by an individual watcher. Buffy nodded saying,
"So who put this one together?" Giles sighed.
"Me." Buffy looked at him with surprise. Giles answered, "He saved the world and sealed a Hellmouth Buffy, that's uncommon enough as it is, completely unprecedented for a Vampire. I felt the least he deserved was a place in the archives amongst Vampire legends, as well as a short Eulogy in the sealed room of hero's, rather redundant now that he's alive again." Giles had told her about this room, a place where all the records and names of those who saved the world were placed when they died. The names of the strongest slayers and monster hunters were kept there to prevent any attempted resurrection by darker forces.
"Besides," Giles continued, "I never much cared for the chump, certainly never understood why you--" with a look from Buffy Giles didn't finish his sentence and moved on too say, "But I was curious about who he was, why he was what he was. I felt motivated to understand him better, and I think I do now." Buffy and Giles shared another moment of understanding with one another before he continued on. "The Red folder contains all of his exploits as a vampire while the blue contains a brief but intriguing history of his human life in the late nineteenth century." Giles suddenly had a large smile on his face. "Did you know, for instance, that the reason he was called William the Bloody in the first place was because he--" Buffy smiled and finished,
"Wrote bloody awful poetry, I know. He gave me the back story." Giles blinked.
"Oh, well then there may not be much interest in there." Buffy smiled and opened the blue folder,
"Well you never know," she said, "There were still a few questions I had about--" before she finished speaking she saw a collection of photographs slip out. With interest she looked at them. The first showed a young man in full suit, spectacles, tie and all. The man had the most outrageous and geeky hair Buffy had ever seen and it took her a few moments before she looked at his face and made the connection. "Oh my god!" A great fit of laughter started as she looked at the man who would later become Spike. She knew he was supposed to have been a geek, but this! Giles laughed with her before standing up and preparing to leave.
Coming down from the laughter she set the photo down and began looking at the others. The second photograph was not nearly as hilarious. It was a portrait shot of a young and beautiful woman. Buffy was shocked at the elegance she seemed to glow, the white dress she wore hardly even seemed to contrast with the paleness of her skin. Her eyes were so deep that Buffy found herself lost in them, even though it was only a photograph. She imagined this woman was that much more beautiful in person. "So this is Cecily." Buffy thought as she overviewed the sweet face of the young woman. "Ok I have to admit this is definitely the type of girl you can obsess over. Spike did have good taste in women in his mortal life."
The backdrop seemed to be a library, creating an air of intellect. The woman Buffy assumed was Cecily had an air of innocence, yet not naivety. Buffy made one last overview of the photo and was about to set it down when she noticed pen writing on the bottom right corner. It read "Selene Griffith, 1880."
Buffy frowned. Curiously she asked,
"Giles, who's this?" Buffy lifted the photograph to his view. Giles adjusted his glasses a moment and said, matter of factly,
"That is Lady Selene Griffith, the daughter of one of England's wealthiest nobles at the time. All our records suggest that she was Spike's mortal lover before he was turned." Buffy looked at the photograph shocked and shook her head.
"That's not possible, Giles he never mentioned her." Giles looked surprised.
"He said nothing?" Buffy shook her head.
"No, there was another girl he talked about. Cecily, or something." Giles nodded.
"There is a short reference to that name in his bibliography, the daughter of a merchant I believe. He had a strong infatuation with her for a number of years I recall. But when she made it clear that she had no interest whatsoever he soon became involved with Lady Selene." Buffy shook her head,
"Giles that can't be, your records are wrong! He died the same night Cecily gave him the cold shoulder!" Giles spoke very determinedly,
"No Buffy. He didn't. For the life of me I don't know why he told you that but I assure you that these records are completely accurate. They've been quoted by multiple sources, analyzed and cross-referenced through hundreds of records and texts. The actual dates are not confirmed but all factual information that we have shows that William the bloody died months or possibly even years after Cecily's rejection." Buffy suddenly felt the ground fall beneath her. It didn't make sense!
"Why did he lie to me?" Buffy asked suddenly. Giles thought a moment and said.
"Perhaps he didn't wish to relive painful memories." Buffy's eyes narrowed and she said,
"What do you mean?" Giles pointed to the blue folder.
"It's all in there Buffy, take a look." Giles sat up and left her there in her desk with her mind in a whirl. She reached over and hit a button for the intercom on the desk.
"Xander here." A young man's voice answered on the opposite line. Buffy spoke,
"Xander, tell the girls they have the day off, I've got some stuff I need to do."
"You got it." He answered simply. With that taken care of, she immediately snatched up the blue folder and began reading it thoroughly.
AN:
Hey thanks for your reviews.
To Cal. Your partially right. The "Corvinus" clan was the Hungarian clan of the original immortal, Alexander Corvinus. After the virus spread throughout his clan however he was the only one who mutated and therefore the only one who survived. He fathered 3 children, one Vampire, one Werewolf, and one mortal.
The mortal we assume keeps the clan name since the name Michael Corvin ressembles the name Corvinus but because of the blood feud between the Vampires and the Lycans it seems logical to conclude that they each took different names. Lycan for the wolfline, and then another for the vampires. They just call them the vampires in the movie but I don't have that luxury since I'm dealing with multiple vampire clans.
Thanks to Golden-Vampyre-Goddess for supplying the clan name, Zyvera. And if you're curious why I chose it I was reading your review and I thought it sounded good but I wasn't sure if it would work. Then I watched the movie and I remembered what the name of the vampire's synthetic plasma company is, Ziodex industries. They don't exactly sound alike but they're similar enough to have a root origin which actually makes a fair amount of sense considering vampires are as old as the earliest form of language, kudos to you. Was that coincidence or did you have the same thought?
"I'M DROWNING IN FOOTWEAR!" LOL I wasn't sure whether or not to put that in there. If you recall in "Chosen", the last Buffy episode, Spike yells this while he is waking up from a nightmare and Buffy is talking with "The First". I've been wanting to give my own variation of that dream for a while. A lot of people have really dived into this and have actually got some pretty deep philosophical arguments about it. My favorite is that footwear, because it refers to feet, more specifically the "sole" of the foot, and therefore represents Spike's soul. Also if you recall, in the episode were Angel is having his own nightmare (Where Spike is made a "Real Boy" by the blue farrie), if you notice he is walking around without any shoes. Sans-shoes anyone? Bad pun but this definitely relates to shan-shu. Spike, if he is drowning in footwear is not sans-shoes. My thoughts: Wesley was never exactly sure of what the exact translation of the prophecy was. At first he thought it meant Angel would die, then he decided it meant he got to live, and therefore concluded it meant he would become human. But if Angel is sans-shoes (shan-shu), yet spike is drowning in footwear (soul), what does that mean? It means the prophecy doesn't refer to Angel by name because Shan-shu has happened before, only never with two vampires at the same time. Angel was on a quest for redemption, and he almost got it. He sacrificed his own happiness by killing jasmine, and he sacrificed the one who meant the most to him for their benefit, with Conner. There was only one thing left; he had to sacrifice his own life for the greater good. But low and behold, it was not he who sealed the hellmouth, but Spike. Spike was still not redeemed yet, and because of that the evil within him was what destroyed him. When he was brought back however, he was brought back a champion of the people, qualifying him for Shan-shu. Angel was also a qualifying party because of the sacrifices he made, but I have no doubt that if it had been him making the last stand, he would have Shan-shued! They are both still qualifying parties, and should another apocalypse rear its head, they each have the chance to find humanity again. And for those of you who are talking about how Angel signed away Shan-shu, HE CAN'T. Shan-shu is his destiny! If it were that easy to change your destiny why couldn't Buffy just sign her name in blood on a slip of paper to make her not be the slayer anymore? Destiny is not about choice, it's about WHO YOU ARE! Angel and Spike are champions, warriors, vampires with souls. The Circle was just bluffing when they had Angel sign away Shan-shu, they knew that it wouldn't matter, but he didn't.
Look for the next chapter, and keep reviewing. It encourages me!
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This story is not authorized by Lakeshore Entertainment or Screen Gems Productions. Underworld and its characters, and trademarks are the property of Lakeshore Entertainment, and/or Screen Gems Productions. The author is not affiliated in any way with the aforementioned entities. This story is solely intended as an entertaining resource. No copyright infringement is intended nor implied.
This story is not authorized by Fox. Buffy the Vampire Slayer and its characters, and trademarks are the property of Twentieth Century Fox, Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, and/or the United Paramount Network. The author is not affiliated in any way with the aforementioned entities. This story is solely intended as an entertaining resource. No copyright infringement is intended nor implied.
This story is not authorized by Whitewolf. The World Of Darkness and other trademarks are the property of Whitewolf. The author is not affiliated in any way with the aforementioned entity. This story is solely intended as an entertaining resource. No copyright infringement is intended nor implied.
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Notes:
Here's the next chapter. It's shorter then the last, but some really good stuff is getting ready to happen, promise.
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Fool For Her
Chapter 4
Spike's cheek was pressed into the glass so much it felt numb. He was floating, somehow, and standing over him on the glass floor he was pressed too was Buffy. She smiled and said,
"I'm sorry I can't let you touch me, but you're beneath me. Spike began beating on the glass trying to shatter it. But try as he did it wouldn't crack. Suddenly he saw Selene in her white dress standing next to her watching with a smile as Spike kept trying to come up to them. Selene laughed and said,
"Poor guy, he tries so hard doesn't he? To bad he's beneath us." Buffy chimed in,
"Yeah, but hey, have you ever met The Immortal?" Buffy started walking away and Selene followed.
"No, but I've heard stories…"
"All true!" Buffy smiled. Spike began beating the glass with even more furry and screamed at them not to go, but they couldn't hear him, or they didn't care. He watched as they slowly faded away. Sad, Spike crept down from the glass and saw on the below level Harmony, Drusilla, Cecily, and that Goth girl he took to Xander's wedding. What was her name again?
They started jumping and yelling,
"Come here Spikey! You're not beneath us!" Spike started to flap his arms but he started falling towards them until finally he came crashing down. But as he landed the rabid girls seemed to transform into an ocean of shoes. Dress shoes, tennis shoes, flip flops, all kinds of shoes were around him, suffocating him!
"I'M DROWNING IN FOOTWEAR!" He yelled in excitement. Suddenly awake he jumped off of the couch and leapt to his feet. Spike caught his breath, looked around, and listened. Either Selene woke up as quietly as she slept, or she was still deep in slumber.
"God I hate that dream!" The last night he had dreamt it he had burnt to a crisp the following day.
Italy
2004 A.D.
Buffy stood alert in her personal training room; it was nearly the size of a large chapel with only open space. Off to the side of the room were various weights and training machines which she would work out with later. At the moment though, Buffy began her morning routine with great vigor. Punch, right hook, round house kick, she became a blur as her custom martial arts routine sent her in a flurry of deadly motion. She performed a quick back hand spring and delivered a great kick to a nearby punching bag, its chain was broken and it was sent nearly fifteen feet across the room. She delivered a punch to another one and saw her hand break through the rubber material releasing the stuffing from its protective shell. Every morning for no less than half an hour she did this routine, and it showed. A quick butterfly twist and yet another bag was thrown. Back in Sunnydale they had had limited funds to say the least and she had to be conservative in her training, now that she was head of the Watchers organization however she was free to let loose all her power on the training materials.
Today she concluded much earlier than usual, so with one more great kick, and yet another ruined training bag, she took a great huff and proceeded to the back of the room where she took a great gulp of water from the glass on her desk. The training room also served as her office, though the small desk did seem out of place in the gargantuan room.
She had ended her routine much earlier than she usually opted too; mostly because she was still exhausted from the ordeal her lover had put her through last night. She smiled taking another drink from her water, the perspiration dripping from her face. Damn he was hot; Angel's dark good looks, without any of his immaturity. Angel was a good guy, but Buffy had to admit that for a guy who was two hundred plus years he sure didn't act like it at times. And "The Immortal", as he was called, was as far removed from Spike as was possible, which wasn't "necessarily" a good thing. Spike had been good for her, gave her some insight to herself, as well as what a relationship shouldn't be like. Her relationship with Angel had been…questionable, but her sexcapades with Spike had been down right unhealthy. He did love her, as much as an evil being could. And with his soul he might have even connected with her on a level even greater than Angel, but still, there was just not enough trust for a relationship to survive.
Buffy banished the thoughts from her mind as she wiped the sweat off. Time for a quick shower before morning classes begin. Now with the old council gone it had become Buffy's and the Scoobie's mission to rebuild it and rewrite the principals on which it was founded. No longer was the Slayer the tool of the Watchers. The Watchers were the tools of the Slayers. The Slayers had the overall say of what went on. But it was the watchers who were their advisors. One by one these new principals had to be enforced however. The main house in England was destroyed but there were a little under a hundred enclaves all around the world. Italy was their fourth location.
"Good training session." Buffy turned to see Giles in his old fashioned tweed suit she had thought she'd seen the last of in Sunnydale. Being head of the Watchers council had really gone to his head and he had begun falling back into his old mannerisms at times."
"Mr. Giles."
"Miss Summers."
"Rupert."
"Don't call me that Buffy, it sounds odd." They shared a quick smile of fatherly and daughterly love before Buffy turned, walked to her desk and took a seat in business mode.
"So, is this a social call?" Buffy doubted that, they usually didn't make trips to each others offices unless it was business related, they did there social business in their meager off time. That is when she wasn't with her lover.
"No, I have something to discuss with you, hopefully rather quickly." Buffy leaned back in her chair, gesturing for Giles to take a seat.
"Ok, some big evil a foot. This isn't about the Immortal again is it?" Giles shook his head.
"None of the above, I've given up trying to control your love life, I had my love of danger when I was your age myself. But it does concern a former relationship." It took Buffy a second to realize what he was talking about. Giles continued in a serious tone,
"I understand you're going to be doing a lesson over "William the Bloody" in tomorrow's class and I must ask exactly what your lesson will cover?" Buffy had been expecting this; she knew what Giles was asking. So in a calm and cool tone she replied,
"We've taught these girls how to fight; now we need to teach them how to survive. They aren't immortal and they need to realize that. Spike was as normal a Vampire as almost any other century old Vampire can be but he's one of the few common demons who's actually killed a Slayer, and he's the only one who's killed two. That makes him the perfect subject of study." Giles chimed in,
"And what else will you be mentioning?" Buffy stayed cool.
"Don't worry, I have no intention of mentioning his fight to get his soul back, the fact that he personally saved the world, and no power on this Earth will make me reveal the details of my not so short affair with him. These girls need to see things black and white like I used to. They aren't ready for the grey areas yet." Giles nodded.
"I'm glad you feel that way, and sense that is the case," Giles reached into his coat and retrieved a fairly large parcel and placed it on her desk saying, "I hope that this will assist with your lesson." Curiously Buffy opened the box and discovered two file folders, one sky blue, and the other crimson red. On each of the file tabs was the name "William the Bloody/Spike." Quizzically Buffy looked at Giles.
"Most Vampire records aren't as organized, but every so often a Vampire proves he is merited closer study, like Angel, or the Master, they then become a part of the watchers Codex in the motherhouse, and each record is carefully pieced together by an individual watcher. Buffy nodded saying,
"So who put this one together?" Giles sighed.
"Me." Buffy looked at him with surprise. Giles answered, "He saved the world and sealed a Hellmouth Buffy, that's uncommon enough as it is, completely unprecedented for a Vampire. I felt the least he deserved was a place in the archives amongst Vampire legends, as well as a short Eulogy in the sealed room of hero's, rather redundant now that he's alive again." Giles had told her about this room, a place where all the records and names of those who saved the world were placed when they died. The names of the strongest slayers and monster hunters were kept there to prevent any attempted resurrection by darker forces.
"Besides," Giles continued, "I never much cared for the chump, certainly never understood why you--" with a look from Buffy Giles didn't finish his sentence and moved on too say, "But I was curious about who he was, why he was what he was. I felt motivated to understand him better, and I think I do now." Buffy and Giles shared another moment of understanding with one another before he continued on. "The Red folder contains all of his exploits as a vampire while the blue contains a brief but intriguing history of his human life in the late nineteenth century." Giles suddenly had a large smile on his face. "Did you know, for instance, that the reason he was called William the Bloody in the first place was because he--" Buffy smiled and finished,
"Wrote bloody awful poetry, I know. He gave me the back story." Giles blinked.
"Oh, well then there may not be much interest in there." Buffy smiled and opened the blue folder,
"Well you never know," she said, "There were still a few questions I had about--" before she finished speaking she saw a collection of photographs slip out. With interest she looked at them. The first showed a young man in full suit, spectacles, tie and all. The man had the most outrageous and geeky hair Buffy had ever seen and it took her a few moments before she looked at his face and made the connection. "Oh my god!" A great fit of laughter started as she looked at the man who would later become Spike. She knew he was supposed to have been a geek, but this! Giles laughed with her before standing up and preparing to leave.
Coming down from the laughter she set the photo down and began looking at the others. The second photograph was not nearly as hilarious. It was a portrait shot of a young and beautiful woman. Buffy was shocked at the elegance she seemed to glow, the white dress she wore hardly even seemed to contrast with the paleness of her skin. Her eyes were so deep that Buffy found herself lost in them, even though it was only a photograph. She imagined this woman was that much more beautiful in person. "So this is Cecily." Buffy thought as she overviewed the sweet face of the young woman. "Ok I have to admit this is definitely the type of girl you can obsess over. Spike did have good taste in women in his mortal life."
The backdrop seemed to be a library, creating an air of intellect. The woman Buffy assumed was Cecily had an air of innocence, yet not naivety. Buffy made one last overview of the photo and was about to set it down when she noticed pen writing on the bottom right corner. It read "Selene Griffith, 1880."
Buffy frowned. Curiously she asked,
"Giles, who's this?" Buffy lifted the photograph to his view. Giles adjusted his glasses a moment and said, matter of factly,
"That is Lady Selene Griffith, the daughter of one of England's wealthiest nobles at the time. All our records suggest that she was Spike's mortal lover before he was turned." Buffy looked at the photograph shocked and shook her head.
"That's not possible, Giles he never mentioned her." Giles looked surprised.
"He said nothing?" Buffy shook her head.
"No, there was another girl he talked about. Cecily, or something." Giles nodded.
"There is a short reference to that name in his bibliography, the daughter of a merchant I believe. He had a strong infatuation with her for a number of years I recall. But when she made it clear that she had no interest whatsoever he soon became involved with Lady Selene." Buffy shook her head,
"Giles that can't be, your records are wrong! He died the same night Cecily gave him the cold shoulder!" Giles spoke very determinedly,
"No Buffy. He didn't. For the life of me I don't know why he told you that but I assure you that these records are completely accurate. They've been quoted by multiple sources, analyzed and cross-referenced through hundreds of records and texts. The actual dates are not confirmed but all factual information that we have shows that William the bloody died months or possibly even years after Cecily's rejection." Buffy suddenly felt the ground fall beneath her. It didn't make sense!
"Why did he lie to me?" Buffy asked suddenly. Giles thought a moment and said.
"Perhaps he didn't wish to relive painful memories." Buffy's eyes narrowed and she said,
"What do you mean?" Giles pointed to the blue folder.
"It's all in there Buffy, take a look." Giles sat up and left her there in her desk with her mind in a whirl. She reached over and hit a button for the intercom on the desk.
"Xander here." A young man's voice answered on the opposite line. Buffy spoke,
"Xander, tell the girls they have the day off, I've got some stuff I need to do."
"You got it." He answered simply. With that taken care of, she immediately snatched up the blue folder and began reading it thoroughly.
AN:
Hey thanks for your reviews.
To Cal. Your partially right. The "Corvinus" clan was the Hungarian clan of the original immortal, Alexander Corvinus. After the virus spread throughout his clan however he was the only one who mutated and therefore the only one who survived. He fathered 3 children, one Vampire, one Werewolf, and one mortal.
The mortal we assume keeps the clan name since the name Michael Corvin ressembles the name Corvinus but because of the blood feud between the Vampires and the Lycans it seems logical to conclude that they each took different names. Lycan for the wolfline, and then another for the vampires. They just call them the vampires in the movie but I don't have that luxury since I'm dealing with multiple vampire clans.
Thanks to Golden-Vampyre-Goddess for supplying the clan name, Zyvera. And if you're curious why I chose it I was reading your review and I thought it sounded good but I wasn't sure if it would work. Then I watched the movie and I remembered what the name of the vampire's synthetic plasma company is, Ziodex industries. They don't exactly sound alike but they're similar enough to have a root origin which actually makes a fair amount of sense considering vampires are as old as the earliest form of language, kudos to you. Was that coincidence or did you have the same thought?
"I'M DROWNING IN FOOTWEAR!" LOL I wasn't sure whether or not to put that in there. If you recall in "Chosen", the last Buffy episode, Spike yells this while he is waking up from a nightmare and Buffy is talking with "The First". I've been wanting to give my own variation of that dream for a while. A lot of people have really dived into this and have actually got some pretty deep philosophical arguments about it. My favorite is that footwear, because it refers to feet, more specifically the "sole" of the foot, and therefore represents Spike's soul. Also if you recall, in the episode were Angel is having his own nightmare (Where Spike is made a "Real Boy" by the blue farrie), if you notice he is walking around without any shoes. Sans-shoes anyone? Bad pun but this definitely relates to shan-shu. Spike, if he is drowning in footwear is not sans-shoes. My thoughts: Wesley was never exactly sure of what the exact translation of the prophecy was. At first he thought it meant Angel would die, then he decided it meant he got to live, and therefore concluded it meant he would become human. But if Angel is sans-shoes (shan-shu), yet spike is drowning in footwear (soul), what does that mean? It means the prophecy doesn't refer to Angel by name because Shan-shu has happened before, only never with two vampires at the same time. Angel was on a quest for redemption, and he almost got it. He sacrificed his own happiness by killing jasmine, and he sacrificed the one who meant the most to him for their benefit, with Conner. There was only one thing left; he had to sacrifice his own life for the greater good. But low and behold, it was not he who sealed the hellmouth, but Spike. Spike was still not redeemed yet, and because of that the evil within him was what destroyed him. When he was brought back however, he was brought back a champion of the people, qualifying him for Shan-shu. Angel was also a qualifying party because of the sacrifices he made, but I have no doubt that if it had been him making the last stand, he would have Shan-shued! They are both still qualifying parties, and should another apocalypse rear its head, they each have the chance to find humanity again. And for those of you who are talking about how Angel signed away Shan-shu, HE CAN'T. Shan-shu is his destiny! If it were that easy to change your destiny why couldn't Buffy just sign her name in blood on a slip of paper to make her not be the slayer anymore? Destiny is not about choice, it's about WHO YOU ARE! Angel and Spike are champions, warriors, vampires with souls. The Circle was just bluffing when they had Angel sign away Shan-shu, they knew that it wouldn't matter, but he didn't.
Look for the next chapter, and keep reviewing. It encourages me!
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