Part One: Things Born of Fire - Chapter 8
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Title: We Can Run Away Now They’re All Dead and Gone.
Author:Aurey09
Fandom: Buffy
Part One: Things Born of Fire
Chapter: 8/10
Word Count: 1,972
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Buffy belongs to Joss Whedon, not me.
A/N: Thanks you to my betanoandwhere. Sorry it took so long to get this chapter on here. As always reviews are appreciated.
Previous Chapter
Author:Aurey09
Fandom: Buffy
Part One: Things Born of Fire
Chapter: 8/10
Word Count: 1,972
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Buffy belongs to Joss Whedon, not me.
A/N: Thanks you to my beta
noandwhere. Sorry it took so long to get this chapter on here. As always reviews are appreciated. The school bus bounced over yet another pothole, and Giles cursed under his breath. Willow could empathise with what Giles was going through being stuck behind the wheel of such a clunky machine, when he was used to something of a higher standard; Willow felt the same way about Andrew’s locator spell. Andrew was a novice at spell casting, not that she could hold that against him. It taken her long enough to learn how to float a 2B pencil - to this day she couldn’t look at one without having the urge to snap it in half.
The spell had brought forth a sphere of light, that she now held in her right hand. It was glowing a deep crimson that Andrew explained it would do when they got close to the Ukobach. It was taking too long and there was no way of telling what havoc it was causing.
She had decided against using her own magic after this morning’s spell; she was getting headaches like she used to. She guessed at a push, she had about one good spell left in her and even then she couldn’t be certain she’d be a match for the demon. They’d decided that they better bring some of the girls along for reinforcements.
Without any warning Giles pressed down on the brakes, and they gave a loud screech. Once Willow’s centre of gravity had returned to normal she glared at Giles but he wasn’t taking any notice, instead he was looking out of his window.
Willow angled herself to see what he was looking. “Is that Faith?” She asked. It was and she was making her way towards them limping up a grassy verge at the side of the road.
Giles pressed the button to open the door. Faith climbed in holding her rips, she had burns on her face and her hair was giving off a singed odour. Willow couldn’t help thinking that she looked like she’d been attacked by manic beauty therapist with sun lamps and hair straighteners.
“You after the same demon I am?” Faith said easing herself into a seat.
“Looks like,” Willow said. “How much of ahead start has it got?”
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Imala lay in the hospital bed, she’d finally stopped crying after being told she was the sol survivor of the car crash; the car crash that she’d caused. Her mother had finally left her bedside to go and get some of her things from home. There appeared to be nothing wrong with her but they were going to keep her under observation for the night.
When a different doctor came on shift she had looked down at Imala’s admission notes with a puzzled look on her face. There were reports of serious injures she didn’t have, the doctor decided that it must be a mix up. Imala knew that this wasn’t true there wasn’t a mistake but she kept her mouth shut because if they thought she was crazy they’d keep her here for longer.
Imala had felt this kind of loss before but only when she was dreaming. She had odd dreams, which she remembered trying to explain to Kaci. Kaci would say that they sounded like nightmares but that they did mean anything - maybe that she’d had too much dairy before going to bed but nothing else.
Imala had always known they weren’t nightmares. In them she was always a different girl, always lonely but always strong. There were monsters and vampires, so it wasn‘t a surprise that Kaci had thought them to be nightmares. She’d feel the pain when on occasion the girl that she was would recognise one of the vampires as a family member or simply an acquaintance. They would talk to her for a moment, until a hunger took over them and all pleasantries were forgotten. But the girl would still plunge a piece of wood in their chest and they disappear into a gritty mist; the girls doubted what they did then.
Imala knew how they felt now. She’d become like one of them and had killed her best friend.
Imala sat up in her bed. She could hear a yell from down the corridor and somewhere in the hospital an alarm was going off. This is wrong.
She yanked the IV out from the back of her hand, it was bleeding a lot more than she expected it to do. She pulled back her blanket and tried to stand up but ended up flopping onto the floor. She wasn’t completely fixed then.
She had to find a weapon because tonight her dream was a nightmare.
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And I thought I could sleep last night, Xander thought. Dawn and Andrew were talking, in their version of quiet. He wasn’t sure why he’d said they could stay and why he’d agreed to share a room with Andrew in the first place; Giles said it was for economy sake but he suspected Giles had good-naturedly not wanted Xander to be left alone. He wouldn’t have been shocked if Giles had done a safety check on the room first and had removed all sharp implements from the vicinity.
Xander knew it was best that he have people around him because he didn’t want to be alone, not like Buffy. He’d seen her shut people out too many times before. He used to try and figure out what she would do in a situation and act accordingly. That was the past though.
He was certain that Buffy had to still be pissed about them throwing her out of her house. Kennedy was the only on who dared suggest that could be the case. If you betrayed someone were they just supposed to let it go, she must at least be a little bit defensive around them. She’d only let it go because who didn’t need the extra help when the end of the world was looming?
He’d been stupid enough to think that they were all good again, all the talk of going to the mall and Dawn protecting duty didn’t mean she’d forgiven him.
Dawn noticed Xander turning to lay on his stomach, it was the second time in the last few minutes he’d shifted his position. She turned back to Andrew who was upset that he’d been made to stay behind.
“They never let me go, either.” Dawn said.
“It’s my spell, I helped anyways - Giles kept getting in my way, he’s threatened by me. That’s why he sent me on that possibly be killed mission with Spike.” He frowned after saying Spike’s name, she guessed she wasn’t the only missing Spike. “I even got to be all bad cop.”
“I don’t see it?”
“I’m feisty when I have to be.” Andrew grinned with pride and she didn’t want to spoil it.
“We should get our own Scooby gang.”
“We could be like a spin-off group, I could poach a Slayer and a redeemable demon, got to have one of those. But we wouldn’t be evil, right? And maybe we could get Xander too? He’s been through a lot, he’s so brave and tortured.”
“I’m not asleep.” Xander said and sat up, glaring at both of them.
“I know.” Andrew looked at Xander affectionately and Dawn figured she was doing a watered down version of the same look.
Xander sighed, got up and sat with the two of them as they continued waiting for the others to return from their adventure and wishing they were in the first string team instead of always being alternates.
“I’m in charge of the spin-off group right?” Xander asked. “I make all major decision like the group name.”
“The A team!” Andrew suggested, Dawn rolled her eyes. “See it’s really clever it‘s the first letter of my name, a high grade and a group of 80’s heroic icons.” He waited eagerly for Xander's response.
“I’m putting the TV back on.”
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Faith heard Giles calling her back as she ran towards the hospital. She barrelled her way through a fleeing mass of people, elbowing to get through.
Willow’s spell had led them here and that meant that the demon was inside. She sure as hell wasn't going to sit around while Giles decided what to do next. They thought this demon was some mindless creature but she knew differently. The demon they described wasn't this one, couldn‘t be. She’d seen the predatory intelligence and the malice of a murder in its eyes. And it had killed those vampires for the same reason she would have - fun.
She was trying to remember the route to Robin's room. Robin can’t be dead, was the thought she kept going through her mind, if he was it would be her fault.
The further she went into the hospital she noticed that fleeing people had been replaced by burnt ones. She couldn't figure out why it killed them and not her, it hadn't even tried to.
She heard feet running towards her, human. A slender girl with dark hair in a hospital gown ran towards her. She was carrying a fire extinguisher in her bloodied hands. Faith recognised her but couldn't place, she about to try.
"That demon after you?" The girl looked puzzle. "A big monster."
"How'd you--." She turned hearing a growl. “It’s coming after me.” Faith took the fire extinguisher from her noting the weight of it, running with it would have slowed down a normal human.
The demon had appeared at the end of the corridor and its focus was on the girl. It launched it’s self towards the girl, and Faith sprayed it with the cool foam but it didn’t do a thing.
It moved to attack the girl again.
“What I’m not your type?” She hurled the fire extinguisher at it smacking it in the chest forcing it back.
“Go!” Faith ordered and pulling on her arm and forcing her to run. They made it down another two before Faith doubled over in pain - hers ribs choosing now to throb with pain.
“I can fight this thing,” Faith said straightening back up. “Got find something sharp.”
“There’s an operating theatre back that way.”
“Not a chance.” Faith looked around, her eyes focused on a vending machine. She gave the glass front of the machine a brutal kick and the glass shattered.
The demon was moving down the hallway towards them.
Faith fished about the broken glass and found the longest shard. She throw at the demon it stuck in it chest but it kept on coming towards them.
The double doors at the end of the hallway swung open. Calvary always come. They were tracking it after all if anything they should have got here quicker.
“Mortuus in glacies,” Willow chanted in a confident tone Faith didn’t recognise. The crimson ball of light in Willow’s hand turned a frosty white and she launched it at the demon.
It gave out a howl of pain and was sealed in the ice. It slowly melted into a watery puddle, a black mist hung above before that disappeared through the floor.
“Kid you alright?” Faith put her hand out towards the girl and pulled her to her feet. She looked wide eyed at them all.
“What was that?”
“Haven’t you seen Harry Potter?” Vi asked assuming CGI prepared kids for witnessing such a display. “Magic of course.”
“Who are you all and what’s wrong with me?” She looked down at herself and realised she was in a hospital gown and blushed a little.
“You’re a Slayer.” Willow smiled warmly at her.
“A what?”
“Well you see… I’m sorry what’s your name?” Giles asked.
“Imala.”
Willow stopped him. “Remember you can’t use you’re one girl in each generation speech, it’s dated.”
“I’m sure I’ll find a new way to annoy the next generation.”
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Next ChapterThe spell had brought forth a sphere of light, that she now held in her right hand. It was glowing a deep crimson that Andrew explained it would do when they got close to the Ukobach. It was taking too long and there was no way of telling what havoc it was causing.
She had decided against using her own magic after this morning’s spell; she was getting headaches like she used to. She guessed at a push, she had about one good spell left in her and even then she couldn’t be certain she’d be a match for the demon. They’d decided that they better bring some of the girls along for reinforcements.
Without any warning Giles pressed down on the brakes, and they gave a loud screech. Once Willow’s centre of gravity had returned to normal she glared at Giles but he wasn’t taking any notice, instead he was looking out of his window.
Willow angled herself to see what he was looking. “Is that Faith?” She asked. It was and she was making her way towards them limping up a grassy verge at the side of the road.
Giles pressed the button to open the door. Faith climbed in holding her rips, she had burns on her face and her hair was giving off a singed odour. Willow couldn’t help thinking that she looked like she’d been attacked by manic beauty therapist with sun lamps and hair straighteners.
“You after the same demon I am?” Faith said easing herself into a seat.
“Looks like,” Willow said. “How much of ahead start has it got?”
++++
Imala lay in the hospital bed, she’d finally stopped crying after being told she was the sol survivor of the car crash; the car crash that she’d caused. Her mother had finally left her bedside to go and get some of her things from home. There appeared to be nothing wrong with her but they were going to keep her under observation for the night.
When a different doctor came on shift she had looked down at Imala’s admission notes with a puzzled look on her face. There were reports of serious injures she didn’t have, the doctor decided that it must be a mix up. Imala knew that this wasn’t true there wasn’t a mistake but she kept her mouth shut because if they thought she was crazy they’d keep her here for longer.
Imala had felt this kind of loss before but only when she was dreaming. She had odd dreams, which she remembered trying to explain to Kaci. Kaci would say that they sounded like nightmares but that they did mean anything - maybe that she’d had too much dairy before going to bed but nothing else.
Imala had always known they weren’t nightmares. In them she was always a different girl, always lonely but always strong. There were monsters and vampires, so it wasn‘t a surprise that Kaci had thought them to be nightmares. She’d feel the pain when on occasion the girl that she was would recognise one of the vampires as a family member or simply an acquaintance. They would talk to her for a moment, until a hunger took over them and all pleasantries were forgotten. But the girl would still plunge a piece of wood in their chest and they disappear into a gritty mist; the girls doubted what they did then.
Imala knew how they felt now. She’d become like one of them and had killed her best friend.
Imala sat up in her bed. She could hear a yell from down the corridor and somewhere in the hospital an alarm was going off. This is wrong.
She yanked the IV out from the back of her hand, it was bleeding a lot more than she expected it to do. She pulled back her blanket and tried to stand up but ended up flopping onto the floor. She wasn’t completely fixed then.
She had to find a weapon because tonight her dream was a nightmare.
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And I thought I could sleep last night, Xander thought. Dawn and Andrew were talking, in their version of quiet. He wasn’t sure why he’d said they could stay and why he’d agreed to share a room with Andrew in the first place; Giles said it was for economy sake but he suspected Giles had good-naturedly not wanted Xander to be left alone. He wouldn’t have been shocked if Giles had done a safety check on the room first and had removed all sharp implements from the vicinity.
Xander knew it was best that he have people around him because he didn’t want to be alone, not like Buffy. He’d seen her shut people out too many times before. He used to try and figure out what she would do in a situation and act accordingly. That was the past though.
He was certain that Buffy had to still be pissed about them throwing her out of her house. Kennedy was the only on who dared suggest that could be the case. If you betrayed someone were they just supposed to let it go, she must at least be a little bit defensive around them. She’d only let it go because who didn’t need the extra help when the end of the world was looming?
He’d been stupid enough to think that they were all good again, all the talk of going to the mall and Dawn protecting duty didn’t mean she’d forgiven him.
Dawn noticed Xander turning to lay on his stomach, it was the second time in the last few minutes he’d shifted his position. She turned back to Andrew who was upset that he’d been made to stay behind.
“They never let me go, either.” Dawn said.
“It’s my spell, I helped anyways - Giles kept getting in my way, he’s threatened by me. That’s why he sent me on that possibly be killed mission with Spike.” He frowned after saying Spike’s name, she guessed she wasn’t the only missing Spike. “I even got to be all bad cop.”
“I don’t see it?”
“I’m feisty when I have to be.” Andrew grinned with pride and she didn’t want to spoil it.
“We should get our own Scooby gang.”
“We could be like a spin-off group, I could poach a Slayer and a redeemable demon, got to have one of those. But we wouldn’t be evil, right? And maybe we could get Xander too? He’s been through a lot, he’s so brave and tortured.”
“I’m not asleep.” Xander said and sat up, glaring at both of them.
“I know.” Andrew looked at Xander affectionately and Dawn figured she was doing a watered down version of the same look.
Xander sighed, got up and sat with the two of them as they continued waiting for the others to return from their adventure and wishing they were in the first string team instead of always being alternates.
“I’m in charge of the spin-off group right?” Xander asked. “I make all major decision like the group name.”
“The A team!” Andrew suggested, Dawn rolled her eyes. “See it’s really clever it‘s the first letter of my name, a high grade and a group of 80’s heroic icons.” He waited eagerly for Xander's response.
“I’m putting the TV back on.”
++++
Faith heard Giles calling her back as she ran towards the hospital. She barrelled her way through a fleeing mass of people, elbowing to get through.
Willow’s spell had led them here and that meant that the demon was inside. She sure as hell wasn't going to sit around while Giles decided what to do next. They thought this demon was some mindless creature but she knew differently. The demon they described wasn't this one, couldn‘t be. She’d seen the predatory intelligence and the malice of a murder in its eyes. And it had killed those vampires for the same reason she would have - fun.
She was trying to remember the route to Robin's room. Robin can’t be dead, was the thought she kept going through her mind, if he was it would be her fault.
The further she went into the hospital she noticed that fleeing people had been replaced by burnt ones. She couldn't figure out why it killed them and not her, it hadn't even tried to.
She heard feet running towards her, human. A slender girl with dark hair in a hospital gown ran towards her. She was carrying a fire extinguisher in her bloodied hands. Faith recognised her but couldn't place, she about to try.
"That demon after you?" The girl looked puzzle. "A big monster."
"How'd you--." She turned hearing a growl. “It’s coming after me.” Faith took the fire extinguisher from her noting the weight of it, running with it would have slowed down a normal human.
The demon had appeared at the end of the corridor and its focus was on the girl. It launched it’s self towards the girl, and Faith sprayed it with the cool foam but it didn’t do a thing.
It moved to attack the girl again.
“What I’m not your type?” She hurled the fire extinguisher at it smacking it in the chest forcing it back.
“Go!” Faith ordered and pulling on her arm and forcing her to run. They made it down another two before Faith doubled over in pain - hers ribs choosing now to throb with pain.
“I can fight this thing,” Faith said straightening back up. “Got find something sharp.”
“There’s an operating theatre back that way.”
“Not a chance.” Faith looked around, her eyes focused on a vending machine. She gave the glass front of the machine a brutal kick and the glass shattered.
The demon was moving down the hallway towards them.
Faith fished about the broken glass and found the longest shard. She throw at the demon it stuck in it chest but it kept on coming towards them.
The double doors at the end of the hallway swung open. Calvary always come. They were tracking it after all if anything they should have got here quicker.
“Mortuus in glacies,” Willow chanted in a confident tone Faith didn’t recognise. The crimson ball of light in Willow’s hand turned a frosty white and she launched it at the demon.
It gave out a howl of pain and was sealed in the ice. It slowly melted into a watery puddle, a black mist hung above before that disappeared through the floor.
“Kid you alright?” Faith put her hand out towards the girl and pulled her to her feet. She looked wide eyed at them all.
“What was that?”
“Haven’t you seen Harry Potter?” Vi asked assuming CGI prepared kids for witnessing such a display. “Magic of course.”
“Who are you all and what’s wrong with me?” She looked down at herself and realised she was in a hospital gown and blushed a little.
“You’re a Slayer.” Willow smiled warmly at her.
“A what?”
“Well you see… I’m sorry what’s your name?” Giles asked.
“Imala.”
Willow stopped him. “Remember you can’t use you’re one girl in each generation speech, it’s dated.”
“I’m sure I’ll find a new way to annoy the next generation.”
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Date: 2007-01-12 04:27 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2007-01-21 05:49 am (UTC)Imala shaping up to be a interesting character.
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Date: 2007-01-21 04:20 pm (UTC)I wanted people to care enough about her that they wouldn't root for the demon to kill her - I know some people who rooted for Caleb to kill some of the potentials (the one with the terrible English accent in particular.)
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Date: 2007-01-27 10:06 pm (UTC)I gave it the Spike thumbs up on chapter one and then lost track of it somehow. I think you should re-post it one chapater at a time on
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Date: 2007-01-27 10:25 pm (UTC)I'll re-post all the chapters - but how do I go about getting rid of the first post I made on there. If you could advice me what to do I'd be greatful.
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Date: 2007-01-27 10:38 pm (UTC)click the little pencil tool (the edit tool)
scroll down to the bottom of the entry and you should see a 'delete entry' button. Just click it
tick 'yes delete' which will then appear.
If you have any problems come back to me and I can delete it for you.
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Date: 2007-01-27 10:42 pm (UTC)I'll be on hand to help with tags. Let me know when you've deleted the original entry so that I can remove it from the author's list of entries in 'Memories' and create new ones.
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Date: 2007-01-27 10:48 pm (UTC)Is this the kind of thing you want as the subject line:
(Fic Update) Part One Things Born of Fire - 2/10
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Date: 2007-01-27 11:01 pm (UTC)Yes - But Part One is surely 1/10?
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Date: 2007-01-27 11:06 pm (UTC)I'll go put it on now.