ONE NORMAL LIFE / TWO EXTRAORDINARY LIVES
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BtVS AU/AR › Het - Male/Female › Buffy/Spike(William)
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Adult ++
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210
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182
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THE AMULET & THE SHANSHU PROPHECY
CHAPTER 22 – THE AMULET & THE SHANSHU PROPHECY
The months passed and although Buffy and Willow talked often and emailed, there was still no news on the amulet or anything to do with it.
Buffy had called Donald Johanson a few times, but he'd still not been able to track it down, and truth be told, she didn't think he had tried much after her and Dawn had been to The Field Museum last August.
The dreams stopped, and she tried to reason with herself that they’d only been that, dreams.
"Need to get on with my life," she said to herself, then laughed, "thought that's what you were doing!"
The school year ended in late May, and her contract was renewed for the following year.
It had been in early June, that she’d started having dreams again. Only these were different from the ones the past winter, where Spike 'was real, but not yet,' these dreams were happening now, they were imminent, and each and every time he only spoke one thing to her, "Help me!"
“How Spike? Tell me baby, please!” she’d implore him, before waking once again in a cold sweat, tears running down her face.
Tonight had been no different. Shaking with fear for him, she stood up, and went to the bathroom to get a glass of water, “Tell me what to do, Spike, please! Tell me!” she said to her own image in the mirror.
Just then the phone rang. Buffy jumped, dropping the glass in the sink, shattering it.
"Hello?" Buffy said, her voice shaky.
"Buffy? It's Willow."
"Willow! I’m so glad it’s you!” she said, relieved, as she rushed on, “the dreams, Willow, they’re back, only this time…”
“What?” Willow asked, anxiously, knowing by Buffy’s tone, it was something serious.
“It’s Spike, Willow, he’s been coming to me every night for more than a week,” Buffy said.
“What does he want?” Willow asked.
“Help. Every night he says, ‘Help me,’ every night. I think I’m losing my mind, Willow!”
“No, you may not be, listen Buffy are you sitting down? If not, you’d better!” Willow said.
"You got some news?" Buffy said, sitting on the side of the bed.
“Yeah, big news, Buffy, it's about the prophecy!"
"What prophecy?"
"The amulet!"
"Amulet? Prophecy? What?"
"Okay, I got to calm down and be clear, I just found this out and I'm so excited, I..."
"Willow! Please! Tell me!"
"I hacked into the computers at Wolfram and Hart, that's where Angel Investigations is located now," she said letting it sink in.
"So?"
"Wolfram and Hart! They're the ones that brought back Darla. Remember when I told you about Andrew working for The National Sun? That they were owned by Wolfram and Hart? And that I thought it sounded familiar?”
“I remember, what of it?” Buffy asked.
“Well, I had heard of them when I was in L.A., restoring Angel’s soul a few weeks before…you know…when I brought Faith back. Wesley and Fred were telling me how Wolfram and Hart had been destroyed by The Beast and how all these evil lawyers were in cahoots with the demons and everything. Now it seems like they’re back in business.”
"And Angel...he's...there?" she asked, trying to take it all in.
"Yes. Listen Buffy, I hacked into their computer and they've got this freakin' amazing demon, mystical, magic, and everything else data base, the largest I've ever seen, I think it's the largest one that's ever existed. It makes Giles' research library look like it would fit on the head of a pin."
"And?"
"And when I hacked in to look up the amulet, its information was totally cross-referenced with that of the prophecy," Willow said triumphantly.
"What prophecy?" Buffy asked, exasperated.
“The Shanshu Prophecy,” Willow said.
“The who shoe prophecy?” Buffy asked.
“Shanshu.”
“And what does that have to do with the amulet? What’s a shanshu prophecy?”
“Well, the prophecy states that, ‘A vampire with a soul will "shanshu" once he completes his destiny, he will become human, that is his reward. That he has to survive numerous challenges in the forms of plagues, an apocalyptic battle, and several evils.’ And here’s where you really need to be sitting for this - it states that the “shanshu” will take place five years after these battles have taken place. And that the amulet will bring forth the shanshu, in other words, the vampire-turned human. THE AMULET! Did you hear that Buffy?” Willow asked.
“Buffy? Buffy? Are you there?”
Buffy stood up, then sat right back down, her mouth making movements without any sound.
“Will?”
“Yeah Buffy?”
“Read that again, ok?”
Willow repeated what she’d just read.
“Does that mean?”
“I think so…”
“Say it Will, I can’t, I just can’t…does it mean…Spike?”
“I think so, Buffy. It means Spike might, no, probably is going to shanshu, is the shanshu, not quite sure if it’s a verb or a noun, or both.
“Five years?”
“Yeah, that would mean this coming May…”
“Oh God! ” Buffy said, as she once again stood up, then sat back down.
“Buffy? What?” Willow asked.
“Not next May, this ‘past’ May, last month! That’s why I’ve been having these dreams Willow! He’s alive somewhere. Oh my God! He’s alive,” she said, crying tears of joy, then sobered up immediately, “he’s alive, and he needs my help!”
END CHAPTER 22
The months passed and although Buffy and Willow talked often and emailed, there was still no news on the amulet or anything to do with it.
Buffy had called Donald Johanson a few times, but he'd still not been able to track it down, and truth be told, she didn't think he had tried much after her and Dawn had been to The Field Museum last August.
The dreams stopped, and she tried to reason with herself that they’d only been that, dreams.
"Need to get on with my life," she said to herself, then laughed, "thought that's what you were doing!"
The school year ended in late May, and her contract was renewed for the following year.
It had been in early June, that she’d started having dreams again. Only these were different from the ones the past winter, where Spike 'was real, but not yet,' these dreams were happening now, they were imminent, and each and every time he only spoke one thing to her, "Help me!"
“How Spike? Tell me baby, please!” she’d implore him, before waking once again in a cold sweat, tears running down her face.
Tonight had been no different. Shaking with fear for him, she stood up, and went to the bathroom to get a glass of water, “Tell me what to do, Spike, please! Tell me!” she said to her own image in the mirror.
Just then the phone rang. Buffy jumped, dropping the glass in the sink, shattering it.
"Hello?" Buffy said, her voice shaky.
"Buffy? It's Willow."
"Willow! I’m so glad it’s you!” she said, relieved, as she rushed on, “the dreams, Willow, they’re back, only this time…”
“What?” Willow asked, anxiously, knowing by Buffy’s tone, it was something serious.
“It’s Spike, Willow, he’s been coming to me every night for more than a week,” Buffy said.
“What does he want?” Willow asked.
“Help. Every night he says, ‘Help me,’ every night. I think I’m losing my mind, Willow!”
“No, you may not be, listen Buffy are you sitting down? If not, you’d better!” Willow said.
"You got some news?" Buffy said, sitting on the side of the bed.
“Yeah, big news, Buffy, it's about the prophecy!"
"What prophecy?"
"The amulet!"
"Amulet? Prophecy? What?"
"Okay, I got to calm down and be clear, I just found this out and I'm so excited, I..."
"Willow! Please! Tell me!"
"I hacked into the computers at Wolfram and Hart, that's where Angel Investigations is located now," she said letting it sink in.
"So?"
"Wolfram and Hart! They're the ones that brought back Darla. Remember when I told you about Andrew working for The National Sun? That they were owned by Wolfram and Hart? And that I thought it sounded familiar?”
“I remember, what of it?” Buffy asked.
“Well, I had heard of them when I was in L.A., restoring Angel’s soul a few weeks before…you know…when I brought Faith back. Wesley and Fred were telling me how Wolfram and Hart had been destroyed by The Beast and how all these evil lawyers were in cahoots with the demons and everything. Now it seems like they’re back in business.”
"And Angel...he's...there?" she asked, trying to take it all in.
"Yes. Listen Buffy, I hacked into their computer and they've got this freakin' amazing demon, mystical, magic, and everything else data base, the largest I've ever seen, I think it's the largest one that's ever existed. It makes Giles' research library look like it would fit on the head of a pin."
"And?"
"And when I hacked in to look up the amulet, its information was totally cross-referenced with that of the prophecy," Willow said triumphantly.
"What prophecy?" Buffy asked, exasperated.
“The Shanshu Prophecy,” Willow said.
“The who shoe prophecy?” Buffy asked.
“Shanshu.”
“And what does that have to do with the amulet? What’s a shanshu prophecy?”
“Well, the prophecy states that, ‘A vampire with a soul will "shanshu" once he completes his destiny, he will become human, that is his reward. That he has to survive numerous challenges in the forms of plagues, an apocalyptic battle, and several evils.’ And here’s where you really need to be sitting for this - it states that the “shanshu” will take place five years after these battles have taken place. And that the amulet will bring forth the shanshu, in other words, the vampire-turned human. THE AMULET! Did you hear that Buffy?” Willow asked.
“Buffy? Buffy? Are you there?”
Buffy stood up, then sat right back down, her mouth making movements without any sound.
“Will?”
“Yeah Buffy?”
“Read that again, ok?”
Willow repeated what she’d just read.
“Does that mean?”
“I think so…”
“Say it Will, I can’t, I just can’t…does it mean…Spike?”
“I think so, Buffy. It means Spike might, no, probably is going to shanshu, is the shanshu, not quite sure if it’s a verb or a noun, or both.
“Five years?”
“Yeah, that would mean this coming May…”
“Oh God! ” Buffy said, as she once again stood up, then sat back down.
“Buffy? What?” Willow asked.
“Not next May, this ‘past’ May, last month! That’s why I’ve been having these dreams Willow! He’s alive somewhere. Oh my God! He’s alive,” she said, crying tears of joy, then sobered up immediately, “he’s alive, and he needs my help!”
END CHAPTER 22