Title: Royalty Redux Author: Cilia Archives: List archivers go right ahead. Notes: The rewrite of the classic B/W story Royalty, the story thatset the stage for the epic Two Worlds story and made any of the characters thatare still around and kicking in Prophecy’s Twilight. Relative to the show, this takes place after the events of Graduation, so those are still in continuity while, but I have taken some liberties and this is very much an alternate universe story. Summary: Buffy finds herself in Chapter 13: Inner Fires - Willow RosenbergAnya had found the covens building and a frightened young wiccan had pointed her to where “ ”Go away!” echoed through the house. How did she find me? The
sword, stupid, stupid ” ”I don’t
care,” Why do I bother she thought. ” ”No it
isn’t,” “She will forgive you,” Anya said. ”No she
won’t,” ”Denial isn’t
just a river in ”Funny,” ”Yes,” ”I can help
you,” Anya offered and blew some glittering dust from her hand over “You’re not
supposed to know how to do that,” ”I’vestill got a few surprises left,” Anya replied. “I can’t
control it,” ”I know that power isn’t something easily tamed that’s why I’m here,” Anya replied. ”You think you can
help me?” ”I know love when I see it,” Anya said and reached out her hand. ”You know
nothing!” ”Okay I’ve
just had about enough of this,” Anya said, spun around, grabbed ”Go to hell,”
”Too late,” Anya said, but then felt herself being slammed against the opposite wall. ”Never attack a
spell caster directly. You of all people should know that,” ”If you
insist,” Anya said and threw some more glitter over ”Fairy dust
can’t harm me,” ”No but it will
calm you. Now sleep,” Anya said in a soothing voice as ”Glad that worked
actually,” Anya muttered and picked “Man what are you made of?” she muttered as she carried the sleeping witch to the nearest bedroom. ”Hello ”Buffy I…” ”Don’t say
anything, just lie with me,” Buffy said as pulled ”I’m
sorry,” ”Nothing,” ”Dearly bellowed we’re gathered here today…” Spike and who is that woman next to… Oh! Dear. ”Hello grandma,” Spike said kissing her cheek and she was now standing in a hospital, accepting a baby into her arms. Then she was backin the familiar room ”You’re back,” The voice said. ”I didn’t
have a choice,” ”You want to be free of your powers,” The voice asked. ”Yes,” ”The futureyou saw will not be if you do. William will die alone and your daughter and granddaughter will never be born,” the voice said. ”It hurts,” ”I can onlytell you that it gets better,” The voice said. ”Go,”The voice said as the scene faded away. ” ”It gets
better,” “Everything,”
”I’llhelp
them, then I’ll leave,” ”That was quick. So what’s the plan?” Anya asked. ”I’llend
this threat before it begins,” “You sure
that’s such a good idea,” Anya asked, but ”No I’m
not,” This is how it has to be. I’ll go save the Prince and then destroy the foothold the Warlock has in this world. She looked over to the desk and saw a pen and parchment. She sat down and started to write. Dear Buffy. If you’re reading this I’m either leaving, gone or maybe even dead. Either way I’m asking you not to blame yourself. This is my choice and I beg of you to respect it. Love you as always p.s. I know you’ll come after me no matter what I say, but you will not find me. Short and to the point, she’ll like that. No drawn out goodbyes or long sappy letters. She thought and sealed the paper. She then pointed at the letter and it was gone. “Now let's go save the world,” that said she now stood outside an old warehouse. “Warehousesalways with the warehouses,” she muttered as the two guards went down in flames. She tried the doors, but they didn’t budge. ”Everythingthe hard way,” she muttered, laid a palm against the door and chanted until it blew inwards. Maybe this wasn’t such a bright idea, she thought as she heard snarls and growls from inside. What the heck. The only light came from the moonlight that came in through the roof windows. ”I’vecome for Prince Daniel Night,” she thundered as she stepped through the doors. ”Then you have come to your death,” A voice that sent chills down her spine sounded across the warehouse. “And you
are?” ”My name isViktor Argent,” The voice said and a man stepped into the moonbeam in the center of the room. ”Where is the
Warlock?” ”He’s around,” Viktor said with a grand gesture of a hand and a shadow could be seen moving around the room. ”You’re the
undying that attacked Buffy,” ”Guilty as charged,” Viktor said with a bow. “Then you must face judgment,” a British accented voice echoed through the warehouse ”Yes me!”
Spike said as he stepped up next to ”Spike whatare you doing here?” ”Taking care of business,” Spike said simply. ”Oh then I must introduce you to my business partner,” Viktor said and a dark shadow rose behind him. ”Red what the hell is that?” Spike asked as they took a step back. ”The
Warlock,” ”Bloody…”
Spike said and then him and ”Hell,” Viktor took a step backwards as the shadow took on the shape of a man in a billowing red cloak. ”Red I thought this thing wasn’t supposed to enter this plane until the stars where aligned?” Spike asked as he hauled himself of the floor. ”Well apparently
not,” ”Okay what’s the plan Red?” Spike asked. ”We need toget him
to someplace holy,” ”But you told Anya you were going to kill him,” Spike exclaimed. ”In his shadows
state yes,” ”Easy,” ”This way,” Spike pointed as he pulled a bike onto the street and he started it just asthe Warlock burst out of the warehouse. ”Get on,” he
ordered as Spike sped down the street; the Warlock following appeared as a blur of red in the rearview mirror was not a pleasant sight. They came to a shrieking stop next to a dark green Jaguar. “Xander getyour stick ready,” Spike yelled as he threw open the door. ”We’re in trouble, right?” Xander said as he looked up from wrapping his arm. ”Could say
that,” Spike said as ”This is getting tiresome,” she muttered. “Hey Xander,” she nodded. ”Hey yourself,” Xander said as he picked up the staff lying in the passenger seat. ”Spike you sure you
can get in there I mean it’s a…” ”I’llmanage,” Spike said as they ran to the door ”Get in. I’ll
set up some wards to stall him,” The doors were flung open and a thunder crashed causing the two figures kneeling at the altar to jump to their feet. To Be Continued… |