FF: BTVS 2117: PHASE II - SG-FORCE (1-3/16)

["Cilia" <cilia@xxxxx>]

Hey,
Cilia's back at it! This time with a new story. Now some of you might
remember a little sci-fi flip I post a while back, now this is the sequel or
at least the start of one, so feedback is herby begged for.
Cilia

Title: BTVS 2117: PHASE II - SG-FORCE
Series: BtVS 2117
Author: Cilia
Author's e-mail: cilia@xxxxx
Sections:
Section 0000: Database
Section 0001: Good Morning
Section 0010: Connections
Pairings: B/W (sort of)
Distribution and Archiving: List archivers and anybody else who has my stuff
can go ahead. Other's please tell me if you chose to archive this.
Disclairment: Joss owns Buffy and Spike the rest here is mine.

Summary: The Sequel to BtVS 2117 where Buffy wakes up in a the year 2117.
Now Buffy has once again found love in the form of Willow Rose, Willow's
great-granddaughter. Strengthened by Spike returning from the shadows and
having survived the battle against the Primal One. The New Scooby Gang,
named SG-Force by the press, have celebrated Christmas together and must now
set out to find Drusilla the Master Vampire and fight of the unforgiving
press. Can this new Scooby Gang survive, each other, being superstars and
fight vampires at the same time. Can Buffy and Willow Rose make it work. Can
Spike truly be nice to someone. Can Angel learn to trust her new friends.
Read on to find out...

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BtVS 2117: PHASE II - SG-FORCE
Cilia

Section 0000: Database

Accessing SG-Force Database...
Listing current members...
...

Codename: Buffy
Full name: Elisabeth Anne Summers
Voice sample: Hey there! My name is Buffy and I'm the Last Slayer.
Known Relatives: Joyce Summers (mother, deceased)
Age: 19
Year of Birth: 1981
Class: Slayer, magically enhanced human
Occupation: Vampire Slayer, Student
Base of Operations: Rosenberg Mansion, Sunnydale, CA
Ht: deleted from system by user Buffy
Wt: deleted from system by user Buffy
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Brown, colored blond.
Known Powers/Abilities: Enhanced strength, speed, stamina and healing.
Ability to sense the presence of demons.

General information: Miss Summers is a quantum duplicate of the original
Elisabeth Anne Summers. She was created by Willow Rose as means to fulfill a
prophecy regarding the Return of the Primal One. After helping in the defeat
of the Primal One, Miss Summers now continues her work as a Slayer in a
world that, until now, has been free of vampires.
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Codename: Willow
Full Name: Willow Danielle Rose
Known Relatives: Alexander Rose (father, deceased), Lily (mother, deceased),
Willow Rosenberg (Great-grandmother, deceased), William Spike
(Great-grandfather)
Voice sample: Hi! I'm Willow Rose and I'm... a plasma-slinger.
Age: 19
Year of Birth: 2098
Class: Plasma Slinger, human
Occupation: Researcher, Adventurer
Base of Operations: Rosenberg Mansion, Sunnydale, CA
Ht: 5'8"
Wt: 120 lbs
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Red
Known Powers/Abilities: Very high intelligence. Ability to created bolts of
magical plasma/energy which she hurls at attackers.

General Information: A direct descendant of Willow Rosenberg, she's
responsible for Buffy Summers return to life in the year 2117. Proud of her
heritage and always willing to help, she resembles her great-grandmother in
many ways. Having witnessed her parents' deaths, she is very protective of
those she cares about. Her power as a plasma-slinger has only recently
manifested itself and it's limit is unexplored. She only recently found out
that Spike is her great-grandfather.
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Codename: Angel
Full Name: Angelica De'Light
Known Relatives: William Harris (adoptive father)
Voice sample: Angel De'light. Avian.
Age: 23
Year of Birth: 2094
Class: Avian, genetically engineered human
Occupation: Adventurer
Base of Operations: Rosenberg Mansion, Sunnydale, CA
Ht: 6'1"
Wt: 100 lbs (due to hollow bones)
Eyes: Black
Hair: Platinum white
Wingspan: 16'
Known Powers/Abilities: Enhanced strength, speed and stamina. Ability to fly
via wings.


General Information: The exact origins of Angelica De'light are unknown.
Abandoned at an early age by her parents, the first known record of her is
at the age of 13 when William Harris, president of the Angel Foundation,
took her in. There has been some speculation about whether she was a part of
the Future Project, which aimed at furthering human evolution, or if she is
a natural mutation. She has a healthy fear of authority and anyone
associated with the Future Project, although it has been years since its
shutdown. She has come to accept her place within the SG-Force and has
hinted that she desires to get to know certain members of the team better.

Additional information: Angel can compress her wings tight to her back,
giving her an almost perfect human form. She also owns a special combat
armor, build by the Angel Foundation, designed with silver talons, it is
made up of the finest laser absorbent materials.
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Codename: Zoëga
Full Name: Stefan Zoëga
Known Relatives: Hope Giles (sister)
Voice sample: My name is Stefan Zoëga and I'm a tep.
Class: Telepath, genetically engineered human
Age: 17
Date of Birth: 31st of December 2099
Occupation: Student
Base of Operations: Rosenberg Mansion, Sunnydale, CA
Ht: 5'8"
Wt: 145 lbs
Eyes: Red
Hair: Black
Known Powers/Abilities: Telepathy and limited spell casting.

General Information: A product of the Future Project, Stefan is an extremely
powerful telepath or a "tep", as he calls it. Taken in by the Giles family
when the project was shutdown, he is Hope Giles's brother in all ways except
blood. The two share a strong telepathic connection.
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Codename: Hope
Full Name: Hope Giles
Known Relatives: Stefan Zoëga (brother)
Voice sample: My name is Hope Giles, a researcher.
Class: Mystic, human
Occupation: Researcher
Base of Operations: Rosenberg Mansion, Sunnydale CA
Age: 20
Year of Birth: 2097
Ht: 5'5"
Wt: 107 lbs
Eyes: Jade
Hair: Jet Black
Known Powers/Abilities: High intelligence. The ability to read the words of
the Codex. She is also an adept spell caster

General Information: A member of the Giles dynasty, Hope is a very
professional person and a researcher by nature, like many of the Giles
family. Leaving her post at GILES Laboratories for unknown reasons, she is
the team's technical guru. She appears to be the only one that can see the
words in the Codex. She also shares a hate/love relationship with Spike and
they may or may not have slept together.
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Codename: Spike
Full Name: William Spike (possible alias... real family name unknown)
Known Relatives: Willow Danielle Rose (great-granddaughter), Willow
Rosenberg (wife? deceased)
Voice sample: I'm a bad, rude, man
Age: Estimated around 300 years or more
Year of Birth: Unknown
Class: Undefined
Occupation: Guardian of Earth
Base of Operations: Mobile
Ht: Unknown
Wt: Unknown
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Black
Known Powers/Abilities: Highly enhanced strength, speed and stamina, spell
casting and wielder of the Light of Hope.

General Information: Classified.
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Codename: G.I.L.E.S.
Full Designation: Genetic Isolinear Lifeform Emulating Sphere
Voice sample: I am G.I.L.E.S., a Genetic Isolinear Lifeform Emulating
Sphere.
Class: A.I.
Age: Classified
Year of activation: Classified.
Ht: 1'0"
Wt: 10 lbs
Known Powers/Abilities: Spell casting. Information recording and analysis.

General Information: Classified.
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Opening entry log..

Buffy and Spike are the last of the old guard. They stepped forth from the
shadows of the past to protect the Earth as darkness returned once again.
Six days ago, they fulfilled the prophecy and destroyed the Primal One thus
stopping his return to this plane. However, the Master Vampire Drusila is
still free, so their work is far from done.

Saving entry log.
Logging of user Rupert.


Section 0001: Good Morning

Behold The Rosenberg Mansion, home to three generations of Rosenberg's, it
now serves as the headquarters for the SG-Force.

"Oh shut that junk off, will you please?" Buffy exclaimed as she threw a
hand-made stake at the hologram. She grimaced as she watched it pass
straight through the newscasters head and sink into the wall.
"Ignore it, luv. We're just going to have to learn to live with it," Spike
said calmly with his feet propped up on the meeting table, he looked like
the cat that ate the canary. It was still early and they seemed to be the
only two awake. Buffy picked up a piece of cake off a side table and took an
experimental bite. The crunch that followed was not a good sign. Christmas
had been celebrated two days earlier and the remnants were still lying
about.
"How's Hope, by the way?" Buffy asked smugly as she had retrieved the stake
from the wall. Sitting down, she started cleaning her wristbands.
"Hope?" Spike asked innocently and studied his nails. "Hope who?"
"Watcher Girl, about... yea tall, jet-black hair and a fierce temper...
Ring any bells?"
"Nope, can't say it does," Spike said after a moments thought.
"So you're... not shagging her?" Buffy asked, opting for bluntness to get a
response.
"A gentleman never tells," Spike answered with a grin.
"So you leaving your room the morning after the battle, wearing nothing but
what the gods gave you was just... I don't know... your desire to prance
around naked in the early morning?"
"Ah, well... you see, that is, she woke up and. oh bloody hell! Yes.
I shagged her. Satan, I hate this cloak and dagger shit," he cursed and the
Slayer broke into a smile. "Getting too old!"
"Gotcha!" Buffy exclaimed placing the stake on the table.
"Okay, you see we came back from killing the Primal One, she was all horny
and, well, I..." Spike said with a grin.
"You just love to brag, don't you?" Buffy asked with a disgusted look on
her face.
"Well I..." Spike was cut of by Willow entering the room.
"Morning all," Willow said as she swept into the room. Noticing the
hologram over the table she grimaced. "Are we still on the news!" she
exclaimed as she looked up from her good morning peck on Buffy's lips
"Sadly yes. Still.. I thought they learned their lesson after Angel...
talked... to them," Buffy said with a chuckle as she pulled the redhead onto
her lap.
"Breakfast first, then cuddle," Willow said as she stood up again and
disappeared into the kitchen, causing Buffy to pout.
"Things going okay with my great-granddaughter?" Spike asked, suddenly
serious.
"We're taking it slow," Buffy answered.
"And trying to keep it out of the press, I hope," Angel stated as she
strode into the room, leaving a trail of feathers behind her.
"Morning to you too, Angel," Buffy greeted as she took in the other woman's
ruffled appearance. "Rough night?" she asked with a raised eyebrow.
The avian's nightly escapes were something she'd learned of during the
second night Angel had stayed at the mansion.
"She didn't spent the night with anybody," Zoëga said as he took his seat
at the table. "And no, I didn't read her thoughts, but I do have ears," he
added with a wink.
"And a room next to hers," Hope quipped in as she entered, computer in hand
and looking her usual perfectly manicured self.
Must be the Cordelia gene, Buffy thought.
"So where's our little buddle of joy?" Buffy asked when she didn't see
G.I.L.E.S floating about.
"I am here Miss Summers," the sphere said as he floated into the room. "I
was updating our database," he explained.
"Any reports from last night?" Buffy asked as Willow returned and took her
seat on her lap. The slayer took a healthy bite of the offered sandwich,
never breaking eye contact with the new woman in her life.
"No vampire risings reported last night," G.I.L.E.S. reported.
"Great, so what's on the agenda for today then?" Buffy asked.
"I think we should talk to the press," Hope suggested drawing blank stares
from everybody. "I mean, think about it, maybe if we just talk to them...
in a controlled environment, of course, maybe they'll lay off."
"She's right you know, as much as I hate to admit it. We can't have
the press hanging around outside the mansion and following us on patrols,"
Buffy stated.
"If there are anymore patrols," Angel said as she tucked her wings in tight
and took her seat.
"Uh guys, Dru is still on the loose, remember. So trust me, we'll have more
patrols," Spike said in a grim tone.
"Okay, so we talk to press and then hunt for Dru... Now, who's going...
to... talk... why are you all looking at me?" Buffy asked.
"Well, we just thought, you know, you would talk to them," Zoëga explained.
"Me? But... but... I'm just the Slayer," Buffy stammered.
"And our fearless leader," Willow said as she kissed her again.
"Okay, okay. I'll talk to the press, but Hope and Angel are coming with
me," Buffy said.
"I-I don't think I." Angel began.
"Yes, you will, Angelica De'Light," Buffy stated firmly. "Like it or not,
you and I are the most prominent members of our little group," she added.
"Hey there!" Spike exclaimed.
"Yes, yes, Spike you are a legend, but we're the new blood," Buffy
explained. "Kind of," she then added slowly.
"So the rest of us just sit here and what... twiddle our thumbs and
watch over the computers?" Zoëga asked.
"Well... yes... Not the twiddle part, the computer part. Try to find
out where Dru got that teleportation trick from. I mean, even I know it's
not something everybody has," Buffy said with a glance to Willow, "Right?"
"She's right. The teleportation devices are big money," Willow confirmed.
"So it's settled then. You go look up any and all companies who deal
in teleportation and if they look likely, send Zoëga in to check it out,"
Buffy said.
"You're not suggesting that I..." Zoëga trailed off tapping his head.
"No, just find out whether or not they're telling the truth. I'm sure
people sweat like hell when trying to lie to a tep," Buffy explained with a
crooked grin.
"I think this is going to be fun," he said with a smile of his own.
"Well you go have your fun while we go and face our deaths at the hands of
the all-forgiving press," Angel snorted. Her eyes narrowed as she felt a
soft pressure on her mental walls. She looked over at the telepath.
"It's settled then," Buffy said and stood, ignoring the little drama
playing out between Angel and Zoëga. "Hope, will you set up the meeting for,
lets say-?" she asked.
"Already on it, they'll arrive within the hour," the Watcher reported.
"Oh, where did you set it up?" Buffy asked. "In the Hall of Heroes?"
"Nope, but you lot are going to love this," Spike said as he snuck a peak
at the screen.
Buffy walked around the table, looked over Hope's shoulder at the screen and
smiled.
"They'll never know what hit them," she said with smile.


Section 0010: Connections


Angel chased after Zoëga when the groups had split up to prepare for the
onslaught of the press. Catching up with him, she slammed him into an
alcove, none to gently.
"I told you... to stay out of my head!" she hissed down at him. On
instinct, her wings partially unfolded to make her look absolutely menacing.
"I was only trying to reassure you," he answered in a calm voice. Clearly
not intimidated by the towering avian, his eyes remained soft. Staring into
each others eyes for a moment longer as if judging his words, Angel finally
released her hold on his shoulder.
"I... apologize," she said and turned to walk away, pulling her wings in.
"You know, sometimes really I don't understand you," the telepath said as
he straightened his clothes.
"How so?" the avian asked with her back still towards him.
"The night when we came back from the battle with the Primal One, and then
again during Christmas Eve, you were... well... nice, but now you're all
grrr and I'll rip your head offish," he explained. "I'm confused, Angelica,"
he said as he placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Z... I..." Angel began as she turned around.
"There is nothing to be afraid off," Zoëga said in a reassuring voice as he
gently placed a hand on her cheek, acting more on impulse then rational
thought.
"When I said I'd consider a date... this wasn't..." she gasped as the first
of her mental barriers went down under the gentle probing of the telepath.
"Sssh! Just let me take some of the tension away," he whispered, not
wanting to scare her by talking into her mind. His other hand crept into her
hair and began messaging the back of her neck. Then there was loud crash as
a handheld hit the floor.
"Rao above..." Hope exclaimed with a wide eyes, causing the pair to
jump apart.
"Hope, um, he was..." Angel began, straightening her hair.
"I was just helping Angel relieve some of the tension she felt from the
upcoming meeting," Zoëga explained without losing a beat.
"Oh, then if you're finished, maybe Angel would be so kind as to come with
me so we can go over the question list I've made up?" Hope asked, her eyes
shooting daggers at the avian.
"Go ahead, Hope... I'll catch up with you in a second," Angel nodded,
praying that the overprotective watcher would leave them alone.
"I'll leave you two... alone," Hope huffed as she strode away.
"That was... embarrassing," Angel exclaimed.
"I'm sorry, she can be a little overprotective," Zoëga said.
"I... would like to complete what... ever we just did there?" Angel said as
she stepped closer, pushing him against the wall once again gently this
time. There was soft gasp when he reached out, once again, to gently touch
her mind. There was a long, peaceful silence.

Buffy looked up when she heard Hope slam the door to the conference room.
Willow had gone to talk to Spike, leaving the slayer with the hours of
newsfeed and a ton of mail to read through.
"Let me guess... she's about six feet tall, with white hair, wings and a
thing for your brother?" Buffy asked with a grin.
"You knew!" Hope exclaimed.
"Well, I suspected," Buffy said with a smirk plastered on her face.
"And you didn't tell me," Hope exclaimed.
"Whats to tell? It's their business and I'm not going to stop it. They're
entitled to it just as much as you and Spike are," Buffy said as she crossed
her hands over her chest.
"That was... a one time thing," Hope said under her breath.
"If you say so," Buffy said with a shrug.
"It's just that she's..."
"She's what? Older, believe me age is so not an issue," Buffy said.
"It's just that-"
"Sorry, I took so long," Angel said as she walked into the room and took
her seat.
"Was he any good?" Buffy asked, before she knew what had left her mouth.
"Buffy!" Hope exclaimed, but Angel only smiled.
"If it's any consolation, Hope, he 'was' just helping to calm my nerves.
Nothing happened. honest," Angel said trying to calm her.
"Lets go over these notes, shall we?" Buffy asked clapping her hands
together, not wanting a catfight an hour before a press conference.
Maybe Z-boy can help me... no bad, bad slayer... He's Angel's lets just
wait telling Hope that's all, she thought.
"Very well," Hope crumbled. "You know the first question will most likely
be something along the lines of 'Who the fuck are you people?'"

Willow found Spike in the computer room, reading over text that was
scrolling down the screen at speeds only he could read.
"Willia... eh Spike... I think it's time we talked," she said as she sat
down next to him.
"You want to know why I left, right?" he stated as he stopped the text.
"Well... yes. That and why you didn't show yourself earlier. like after my
parents death?"
"Red, your great-grandmother that is, was still around and... it wasn't my
time to return," Spike said as he hung his head.
"You were waiting for the Primal One's return," Willow said, understanding
a little bit more about this cryptic man.
"Yes, but now that he's gone... well, I hope that we can be a family,"
Spike said with a small smile.
"You are my family, Spike. In one form or another, you've always been there
for us," she answered as she hugged the Guardian.
"Great, but now we need to talk about Buffy," Spike said, causing Willow to
let go.
"Bu... but... we're just fooling around. I mean, there isn't..."
Spike smiled and held up his hand. "No, no. I have no objections. I just
want you to watch out for her. She tends to... go too far at times and try
to protect everybody. If she turns out like the Buffy I knew... well, lets
just say you'll have your hands full," he explained.
"Thanks for the warning," Willow said with a beaming smile. "and your
acceptance."
"Now help me look over this," Spike said as he started up the screen again.
"One more thing. Do you think that my... powers are somehow connected to
you?" Willow asked. Spike looked at her and thought for moment, Willow had
shown the ability to create and direct plasma bolts and he did field a light
power of his own. So perhaps...
"Who knows. Tell you what, we'll have G.I.L.E.S. look into it," he said
with a pat on her shoulder. "But, then again. We are, after all... a strange
breed."

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