New Witch Old Flame Complete 7/4/04 Mature

Post by **splatty** » Wed Jun 26, 2002 9:27 am

yay! yay! 2 updates! you're a writing wizard! <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)"> i have to think for hours before writing just a little vignette and you pump out all these great stories all over the place. so much fun for me to read. thanks tracie! <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)"> <center>I want to be what I was when I wanted to be what I am now.</center>

isndbreeze · Post by **isndbreeze** » Sat Jun 29, 2002 7:13 pm

Ooh! Great first three pages! I can't wait to read the rest and see where it goes! You have a great way of telling a story! <center>------------------------------------------- Gerry Carr - Hopeless Candy-coated Dreamer! ----------------------------------------- <img src=http://users.aol.com/isndbreeze/skysymb ...

Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Fri Jul 19, 2002 1:16 pm

This is very good. Hope you plan to continue it.... Post soon <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)"> <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)"> <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)">

Post by **majiklmoon** » Fri Jul 19, 2002 1:59 pm

Thanks, I know i've been very very bad, but I've really been focusing on my Roswell story, but that is almost complete (I hope) and then I can get back to this one and the others that i have left languishing <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)"> Welcome to the board by the way, nice to have you here <img src=http://www.westwoodi.net/~smilies/contr ... /wavey.gif ALT=":wave"> <center>Margo is a Super ORB!</center><center><center>It all started with a boy, a girl and a silver handprint.<center>Countess Majiklmoon Mistress and keeper of the tunes</center></color~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ <a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ... 2a.gif></a>

Post by **roswellkitkat** » Fri Jul 19, 2002 11:02 pm

Hope you come back soon....I need a Buffy fix. Well..off to read the other stories here and try and feed the need. <img src=http://www.westwoodi.net/~smilies/contr ... n_anim.gif ALT=":grin"> <center>*************<center>And I believe<center> <center>That angels breathe<center> <center>And that love will live on and never leave<center><center>*************<center>************* <center>The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return"

Post by **majiklmoon** » Fri Aug 02, 2002 10:40 pm

New Witch Old Flame Author’s Note: You may or may not notice, but I am changing the tense that I am writing this story in. I will be going back and editing the previous chapters, so please please please, don’t email me or leave reviews telling me I did this. I know I did it, it was a conscious choice on my part. Thanks - Majik Part 21 “Well Ms. Rosenberg, this isn’t the most ideal setting for our meeting, but it will do,” said Meg as she pushed the extra chicken feet to one side. “As basements go, it isn’t too bad,” Willow said defensively. “No, and I suppose I really should get used to basement living,” laughed Meg. “Shall we begin Willow?” “Well, ah, sure, I guess so,” stammered Willow. She paced nervously around the confines of the basement, tripping occasionally over various items to large to be kept in the store proper. “What are we going to be doing?” “First, we’re going to talk,” said Meg. “You are incredibly resentful of my being here, and I want to know why.” “No, I’m not, really, I’m not. I’m o.k. with you. I’m the ok girl.” “Ok, then we’re done,” said Meg as she stood up. “Good afternoon.” “Wait!” shouted Willow. “I’m ok with you being here, I guess I was just jealous of all the attention you gave Tara.” “But why Willow? Tara is a wonderful young woman, and a very gifted witch. She has a lot to offer, and we all have a lot we can learn from her,” said Meg with a puzzled look on her face. “Well, it’s just that, well,” Willow paused. “Yes,” prompted Meg. “It’s just that everyone has always looked to ME for the magic stuff, and you walked in and bam, just took them all away from me,” Willow said in a rush. “Thank you for being honest with me Willow. It was very obvious what was going on, but until you admitted it, we couldn’t get past it. The first thing we are going to do is look at the issues you brought up and address them. I will tell you this one thing though. You are a very powerful witch Willow. Very powerful indeed. However, you are walking a thin line right now, and one misstep could send you tumbling down the path towards dark magic. If you do that, ultimately, it will be you’re destruction. Willow looked at Meg, amazed that she could see so deeply into her soul, to all her hidden secrets. “How do you do that,” Willow asked a bit resentfully. “How do I do what?” “See inside of people. What kind of magic is that?” Meg laughed and hugged Willow. “That’s not magic, that’s understanding human nature, and nothing can teach you how to do it. It comes with experience.” “Oh,” said Willow, slightly disappointed. “I thought it was a spell or something.” “Exactly Willow, and that is one of the first things you and I will be working on together. Everything isn’t about spells and magic. The magic is here to help us, not control us. And it will control us, if we’re not careful. Now, with whom have you studied?” “Well, nobody really, I mean Ms. Calendar taught me a few things, and I learned a lot from studying her notes after she died.” “Yes,” said Meg as she referred to some notes. “That would be the computer teacher who was killed by Angelus. That must have been hard for all of you to deal with.” “Oh yeah,” said Willow a bit more animated. “Especially for Giles, I mean he and Ms. Calendar,” she stopped talking abruptly, as she remembered the kisses she had seen between Meg and Giles. “It’s ok Willow, I know Rupert loved Jenny. It was very tragic for him, for all of you, the way she died. Please continue.” “Well, after that, I studied by myself for the most part. I tried that Wicca group at school, but they well, they kind of,” again she hesitated. “They suck,” Meg said succinctly and the two women burst out laughing. “Yeah, they do,” agreed Willow. “Then I met Tara, and we started working together, but I, we haven’t really studied together.” “Willow, I’m going to tell you something, and it’s probably going to upset you, but if you can accept what I’m going to say, we will all be better off. You need to go back to the beginning and study, and I mean really study magic, and it’s proper uses. I mean back to the beginning studying theory, and very little practical application.” “What!” shouted Willow. “Why? I was strong enough to bring Buffy back to life, and I restored Angel’s soul that time. I’m a good witch!” “No, you are a powerful witch, and there is a difference,” said Meg in a calm and soothing voice. “Is Tara going to have to ‘go back to basics’ too?” “Willow, I normally don’t make it a practice to tell you other people’s business, but this time I will. No, Tara will not have to start over at the beginning. She will have to review some things, but remember, she is a hereditary witch. Everything she learned was handed down to her from her mother. She had a strong foundation to build upon, you did not. If we can get you that foundation, then you have the potential to be one of the strongest witches ever. The question is, can you do it?” “Does this mean no magic, ever, until you decide I’ve reached some special point?” asked Willow. “No, of course not, we can sit down and work out a study schedule of both theory and practical application, but Willow, please, no more raising people from the dead,” Meg laughed. “Well, I guess I can try,” said Willow. “That’s all I’ll ever ask of anyone, is that they try,” answered Meg. “Now what do you think about,” she began but was interrupted by a tremendous bang from upstairs, followed by screaming. “Let’s get up there and see what’s going on,” said Meg. “Willow, are there any stakes down here?” Wordlessly, Willow reached behind Meg and handed her several stakes and grabbed a few for herself. The two women rushed upstairs and opened the door and walked straight into a battle zone. <center>Margo is a Super ORB!</center><center><center>It all started with a boy, a girl and a silver handprint.<center>Countess Majiklmoon Mistress and keeper of the tunes</center></color~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ <a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ... 2a.gif></a>

Post by **majiklmoon** » Sat Aug 03, 2002 10:45 pm

New Witch Old Flame Part 22 Willow burst through the door, with Meg close on her heels. Inside the Magic Box, chaos reigned. Five large green-scaled demons with six-inch claws for hands were trashing the merchandise. Buffy reached for one and thrust her fist into its midsection. Stunned momentarily, the demon took two steps back and found itself impaled on a sword held by Xander. Spike had another demon by the neck, and gave a vicious twist. A loud snap indicated that he had broken the demon’s neck. Buffy turned on a third demon, but he signaled to his to compatriots and they ran from the shop. “Well, I guess we weren’t needed,” said Willow, “What the heck are those things.” She pointed to the dead bodies on the floor. “I still think they should go poof, like vampires do. Clean up is such a drag.” “Well, I think this is one time when magic can be used,” laughed Meg. “But before we do, we need to identify the demons and try and figure out what they wanted.” As she spoke, the bell over the door jingled and Giles, Dawn and Tara walked in; their arms loaded with bags of Chinese take out. “Good Lord,” said Giles. “What in the world happened here?” “That’s a good question,” said Anya as she pulled down a large reference book and began to leaf through it. “I’ve never seen them before.” “Their Brogadash demons,” said Dawn, as every head whipped around to stare at her. “Are you sure Dawn?” asked Giles. “How do you know that?” “Well, geez, I had to do something while I sat here and you guys did your Scooby stuff. I read the books.” “She’s right,” said Anya. “Here’s a picture, and it’s a perfect, if ugly match. It says that Brogadash demons are a higher level being, meaning they can think and reason. They also live in groups or ten or more, so that means there are more where these guys came from.” “Well, we know who they are, so I think we can dispose of these carcasses,” said Meg. “Willow, Tara, Anya, Dawn, come here please. I believe this is a good opportunity for a practical lesson.” The five women made a small circle around the remains of the first demon. “I want you to focus on the demon, and imagine its body disintegrating into a pile of dust, much like a vampire, and repeat after me,  ashentaria evaporatia.” The girls focused and repeated the phrase, and the corpse began to smolder and catch fire. Meg quickly stepped forward and waved her hand over the demon’s body and extinguished the flames. “  ashetaria evaporatia” she intoned and the body disappeared into a pile of dust. She stepped over the dust and repeated the incantation over the second body and it disappeared as well. “That was an excellent first attempt ladies. There is a lot to be said for being able to perform magic as a solitary, but there is nothing more powerful than magic worked between friends. In time, you will learn to harness this power.” “That was cool,” whispered Dawn. “That was really cool.” “Yeah, it was cool, but while you guys are having fun making bodies go poof, Xander, Spike and I are doing all the manual clean up,” said Buffy walking over to the small group. Dawn and the others laughed and began to help pick up the scattered merchandise. Meg pulled Dawn aside and whispered a few words into her ear. Dawn shut her eyes tightly and focused all her will on the book of demons that Anya had been looking through. It floated up into the air, hovered for a minute and slammed back down onto the counter. “I did it, I did it, did you see that,” shouted Dawn to the others. “Yeah you did Niblet, I’m sorry I doubted you,” said Spike. “Hey, that was pretty cool Dawnster, I could use you on the construction site,” laughed Xander. “Yeah, it was cool,” said Dawn in a sudden fit of maturity, “But it isn’t getting this place cleaned up, and we still have to figure out what green claw guy wanted here.” She reached down and grabbed a box of candles that had spilled on the floor and began to sort them by color. Buffy looked at her sister, and then at Meg and Giles and smiled. “Yeah, and besides, I think I smell Moo Goo Gai Pan, and I’m hungry.” Willow and Tara began to gather up the amulets that had been spilled on the floor. “You ok Sweetie?” asked Tara to her girlfriend. “Yeah, I think I will be. I wasn’t to sure about Meg, I kind of thought she was too good to be true, coming in and solving all our problems, kind of like a Pollyanna, but I think I was wrong. I think she has a lot to offer all of us. She said I have to go back to the beginning, and start studying, but that might be good.” “It could be fun Will,” said Tara. “I mean, you are like so totally powerful and all, but,” “I’m missing the foundations,” continued Willow. “That’s what Meg said anyhow. Like you had your mom to teach you all that stuff, my mom never taught me anything, except for stuff about gender typical biases and stuff. Nothing useful.” The two girls laughed together as they continued to clean. Tara reached down and picked up an amulet with a blue stone in it. “What’s this?” she asked. “I’ve never seen it before.” Willow reached out and took the talisman from the other girl. “I don’t know, I’ve never seen it before either. Ask Anya, she should know.” Tara took the talisman over to Anya, but she was unable to identify it either. Neither could Giles or Meg. Spike came over and looked at it and whistled. “That’s the Barakarian talisman. It’s very powerful. Legend says that it grants the wearer ultimate power.” “That’s impossible,” said Giles. “The Barakarian talisman is a legend, it’s never been proven to exist.” Spike reached over and grabbed it and waved it in front of Giles. “Oh look, I just proved it,” he said. “Now now, boys,” quipped Xander. “If you can’t play nice, Spikey’s going to have to go home.” “What do you mean ultimate power?” asked Buffy. “Well, the legend says that if you have the talisman, and perform a special ritual, any and all power that you have ever desired will be yours.” “So like if I wanted to fly, I’d be able to?” asked Anya. “Well that sounds pretty cool.” “Yes, but I’m guessing that the type of person who generally is searching for this thing wants a little bit more than the ability to fly,” said Giles as he rubbed his glasses. “What I think we need to figure out is how it got here, and who wants it and why?” “Ah, we also need to figure out where the rest of it is,” said Spike. <center>Margo is a Super ORB!</center><center><center>It all started with a boy, a girl and a silver handprint.<center>Countess Majiklmoon Mistress and keeper of the tunes</center></color~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ <a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ... 2a.gif></a>

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Post by **splatty** » Sun Aug 04, 2002 9:48 pm

wow this is great! <img src=http://www.uniquehardware.co.uk/server- ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> your muse is so on a roll! <img src=http://www.uniquehardware.co.uk/server- ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> may i borrow? <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)"> <center>I want to be what I was when I wanted to be what I am now.</center>

Post by **majiklmoon** » Sun Aug 04, 2002 10:05 pm

borrow away <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)"> <center>Margo is a Super ORB!</center><center><center>It all started with a boy, a girl and a silver handprint.<center>Countess Majiklmoon Mistress and keeper of the tunes</center></color~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ <a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ... 2a.gif></a>

Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Sun Aug 04, 2002 11:18 pm

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Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Mon Aug 05, 2002 8:22 am

Oh, I am so happy you are updating this story again!

Post by **roswellkitkat** » Tue Aug 06, 2002 3:59 pm

Yay! New Buffy updates! Rock on! <img src=http://www.uniquehardware.co.uk/server- ... humpup.gif ALT=":thumbsup"> <center>*************<center>And I believe<center> <center>That angels breathe<center> <center>And that love will live on and never leave<center><center>*************<center>************* <center>The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return"

Post by **majiklmoon** » Wed Aug 07, 2002 8:49 pm

New Witch Old Flame Part 23 Two months had past, without to much activity. Buffy kept busy slaying the seemingly unending supply of vampires, but there weren’t any more appearances of the Brogadash demons. Meg kept Anya, Tara, Willow and Dawn busy researching and studying. Willow, working with Anya, compiled a database of demons, which they put on-line. Dawn had some significant increases in the control and strength of her powers. Xander and his crew worked tirelessly and quickly converted the Summer’s basement into a combination apartment /office for Meg. The extra income ensured that Buffy was able to return to school and continue her studies. School had also started for Dawn, and contrary to the prior year, she was making a serious effort to attend school and do well. “Meg, I’ve got an early class,” Buffy yelled on her way out the door. “Can you make sure Dawn gets off to school ok?” “Certainly,” Meg shouted back. “I don’t have office hours until noon, so there shouldn’t be any problem.” “I keep feeling like I’m forgetting something,” Buffy said as she walked out the door and made her way down the street. Meg got Dawn off to school and was making herself another cup of tea when the doorbell rang. “Coming,” she said as she tightened her robe around her and opened the door. “May I help you?” she asked. “Isn’t this the Summer’s household?” the woman on the other side of the door inquired. “Yes, may I help you?” “I’m Myrtle Bosworth, from the department of social services. I’m here for the Summers’ in house inspection. “Oh, yes, well, Buffy is at class, and Dawn has already left for school.” “Ms. Summers’ has returned to school this semester? asked the social worker? “Yes, is there a problem with that?” “Perhaps you will allow me to come in,” said Ms. Bosworth. “Perhaps you’d like to show my your credentials first,” said Meg. Myrtle Bosworth produced the necessary identification and Meg reluctantly allowed her into the house. “I was just fixing myself a cup of tea Ms. Bosworth, would you care for a cup?” “Fixing yourself a, oh are you living here?” “No, I just make it a habit of invading my neighbor’s homes in my nightclothes and fixing myself beverages for the fun of it,” snapped Meg. “Yes, I am sharing a residence with the Summers’. Does this present a problem?” “No, no, it just wasn’t mentioned in the paperwork. Perhaps you could tell me what brought this about.” Meg was about to answer Ms. Bosworth in a most undignified manner when the phone rang. “If you’ll excuse me,” she said as she rose to answer the phone. “Hello.” “Meg, it’s me,” said Buffy. “I kept feeling like I was forgetting something, and when I got to school, Tara reminded me of what it was. The social worker is making an in house inspection this morning. I’m going to cut class and get back there before she shows up.” “There’s no need to do that, besides, you’d be too late.” “Oh, she’s there already,” Buffy said in a dejected tone. “Yes.” Meg lowered her voice and whispered into the phone. “Buffy, trust me to handle this, I can make everything work out just fine. I promise.” Buffy was torn as she had grown to like Meg, but still didn’t trust her one hundred percent. “Ok, have at her Meg, but please don’t blow it. Dawn is too important to me.” “I have no intention of blowing it,” said Meg as she waved to Ms Bosworth. “Now go to class.” “Bye Meg.” “Good bye.” “That was Buffy,” said Meg. “She was just calling to make sure you arrived ok. She said to offer her apologies for not being here, but she had an early class today and was unable to get contact you to reschedule. Now, did you wish to join me in a cup of tea?” “Yes, that would be nice,” said Ms. Bosworth. “Now, perhaps you’ll tell me a bit about yourself.” “Certainly, my name is Mary-Margaret Farrell, and I am a Professor at Sunnydale U.” “Oh really, and how did you come to be living with the Summers’. Please don’t tell me they were advertising for roommates. That would be a very unsafe thing for them to do.” “Hardly,” said Meg. “Actually, I was distantly related to their dear mother Joyce. Last year before Joyce’s death, we began corresponding when I found out I had received a tenured position here in Sunnydale. Joyce had suggested that we renovate the basement and turn it into living quarters for me. I agreed, but unfortunately, Joyce neglected to inform Buffy, so she was quite surprised when I showed up, bag and baggage.” Meg poured boiling water into the teapot and allowed the fragrant brew to steep. As she spoke, she carefully placed a small amount of powder into one of the cups and then filled it with tea. “Do you take cream and sugar, or lemon?” she asked Ms. Bosworth. “Oh cream and sugar please.” Meg brought the cups over to the table and passed one to the social worker. “Would you care for a Danish?” she asked. “There quite fresh. Buffy and Dawn brought them home after their morning jog.” “Ms. Summers’ takes her sister jogging in the morning?” “Well, they call it jogging, but I think they use the time for gossip, and as an opportunity to spend time together.” “Isn’t that nice,” said Ms. Bosworth, making some notes on her pad. She put her pen down and took a sip of tea. “Oh my, that is quite good,” she said. “The secret is to warm the tea pot before you put the tea in,” said Meg. “Now, what else can I help you with?” “Well there were several issues that were of great concern last spring. “The financial situation was quite bleak, and Dawn was getting into a lot of trouble.’ Meg poured some more tea into the social workers cup as she thought about what to say. “Well, financially, things have improved. Buffy has, as I said, gone back to school, but she also received a scholarship to pay for her tuition. I also pay rent for my accommodations here, as do Buffy’s other roommates Willow and Tara.” “Yes, I must say, I wasn’t very pleased to find out that some of Buffy’s school friends were living here as well.” “Why ever not,” said Meg as she put her cup down forcefully. “Willow has been a friend of Buffy’s since she moved to Sunnydale. In fact, my dearly departed cousin Joyce,” she paused to sniff for effect, “Loved Willow like another daughter, and was equally as fond of Tara. Both girls provided Buffy and Dawn with support during the aftermath of Joyce’s death.” Ms. Bosworth took another sip of her tea and smiled. “You are quite correct Professor Farrell, I don’t know what I was thinking.” She made some more notations on her pad and smiled. “What about Dawn, how is she doing? I believe progress reports were handed out this week.” “Yes, as a matter of fact they were. Buffy has signed all of Dawn’s already and they’ve been returned to school, but they were so good, we made some copies. Would you care to see them?” At the social worker’s nod, Meg excused herself to go get them. She went down to her room, and quickly threw some clothes on and grabbed some papers off of her desk. She returned upstairs and smiled at the social worker who was walking around the kitchen, checking the cabinets. “Did you find what you were looking for?” Meg asked. The social worker didn’t even have the grace to look upset. “Yes, I just wanted to make sure there was adequate food in the house. It’s been an issue before.” “Well, as you can see, it’s not now. Here are Dawn’s progress reports,” she said passing the papers to the social worker. She looked through them all and smiled. “Well, it appears as though Dawn has made some tremendous improvements in both her schoolwork and her attendance. Every teacher commented on it. That is excellent.” Just then the door burst open and Buffy rushed in. “Ms. Bosworth, I am so sorry,” she began. I had a class I just couldn’t afford to miss. I tried to call you, really I did.” “Don’t worry, Ms. Summers. Professor Farrell explained all that to me. In fact, she has been very forthcoming and provided me with a lot of useful information. I can see you quite have things under control Ms. Summers, and I congratulate you on that. In fact, I can see no reason why full and permanent custody shouldn’t be given to you immediately.” “Really,” Buffy said grinning. “Yes really. I admit that finances were a large concern of mine, but as Professor Farrell said, she is paying rent, as are your other two roommates. There is plenty of food in the house, and I can see that you are making an effort to spend time with your sister and meet her emotional needs.” Meg smiled and decided it was time to bring things home. “I didn’t get a chance to tell you about the small school Buffy is running. She is teaching self-defense in the early evenings. Buffy is a budding entrepreneur.” “Well then, everything seems to be in order,” said the social worker. “I’ll turn in my report as soon as I get back to the office. Congratulations Ms. Summers. Professor Farrell, it was a pleasure to meet you.” The two women bid Ms. Bosworth goodbye and closed the door. Buffy smiled and hugged herself tightly and spun around. “We did it, we did it. Well, actually, you did it. How did you do it Meg?” “Well, I simply presented the facts in a clear and concise manner, and I put a little something in her tea to open her mind.” “You WHAT!” shouted Buffy. “You drugged her, used magic on her? That’s so wrong. What about everything you’re teaching Willow and Dawn, about being responsible?” “That women coming here with her mind made up was wrong too,” said Meg defensively. “She was all set to make a negative report no matter what was going on here. I simply gave her an herb that allowed her to view things with an open mind. I did nothing to influence her decision.” Buffy and Meg walked out to the kitchen while Meg spoke. As she listened, Buffy picked up the sheaf of papers that had been lying on the table. “Why are these here?” asked Buffy. “I thought Dawn brought these back to school already.” “Ah, well, she did, but the social worker wanted proof that Dawn was doing well in school, so I made these.” “Well,” you just seemed to think of everything,” said Buffy. “It’s like I wasn’t even needed.” “Nonsense, you are Dawn’s guardian. I did nothing other than make sure that dreadful woman saw things in an a good light.” “I suppose you are right,” said Buffy. “Besides, all that matters is that Dawn gets to stay here.” “I agree, now, get yourself back to school, and I’ll turn myself back into a psychology professor.” Buffy left and Meg went downstairs to get ready. The light on her answering machine was flashing. She reached over to press the button to play it, but before she could, the phone rang. “Hello, Professor Farrell speaking.” “Are you making any progress?” the voice on the other end of the phone asked. “Yes, I am, but don’t push me. These things take time. They are a highly suspicious bunch, and very close. It’s taken me this long to get them to accept me.” “What about the key?” “Dawn is her name, and she is progressing nicely. She is learning to tap into her powers. She will be very powerful in time.” “What about the other thing?” “There is no word on that yet. We’re still trying to find more information on the demons. Now, do you have the information I asked about?” “Yes,” said the voice. We have located the records on the vampire known to the initiative as Hostile 17. It is as you believed, his chip was deactivated when the initiative was destroyed.” “Thank you,” said Meg. “Now, I must ask you not to call me here again. I’ll be in touch.” She hung up the phone and began to pace. “I was afraid of that,” she said. <center>Margo is a Super ORB!</center><center><center>It all started with a boy, a girl and a silver handprint.<center>Countess Majiklmoon Mistress and keeper of the tunes</center></color~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ <a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ... 2a.gif></a>

Post by **splatty** » Wed Aug 07, 2002 11:11 pm

<img src=http://www.uniquehardware.co.uk/server- ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.uniquehardware.co.uk/server- ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.uniquehardware.co.uk/server- ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> oh! oh! who was on the other line? what's up with spike? keep it comin' girl! <img src=http://www.uniquehardware.co.uk/server- ... n_anim.gif ALT=":grin"> <center>I want to be what I was when I wanted to be what I am now.</center>

Post by **roswellkitkat** » Sun Aug 18, 2002 5:55 pm

How did I miss this update? It was superb!!!! Buffy was right to not trust Meg...I think, please hurry back!!! <center>*************<center>And I believe<center> <center>That angels breathe<center> <center>And that love will live on and never leave<center><center>*************<center>************* <center>The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return"

Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Wed Aug 28, 2002 9:35 pm

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LadyBold1979 · Post by **LadyBold1979** » Thu Sep 26, 2002 4:30 am

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Post by **majiklmoon** » Sun Jan 19, 2003 1:57 pm

New Witch Old Flame Chapter Twenty-Four &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Buffy slipped in the back door of the Magic Box and looked around. Xander and his crew had worked double time and managed to turn her training room into a state of the art martial arts studio. A small office had been set up in the corner, and she walked into it and looked around. There were several locked cabinets containing her weapons, and a desk with a list of prospective students on it. “That was quick,” she said, picking up the list. “Students already. I wonder how that happened?” She scanned the list of names and smiled. It consisted entirely of kids who had survived her graduating class at Sunnydale High. She smiled, thinking of the Class Protector Award she had received at the Prom. “I guess maybe I did get something out of high school after all,” she mused. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp She exited the office, and went back into the training room, and began to work out, alternating punches and kicks at the punching bag that was suspended from the ceiling. So focused was she in her training, that she didn’t notice Spike, standing in a corner of the room. He stood in a corner of the room, hidden behind some equipment, and watched as Buffy put all her energies into striking the bag. He reached into the pocket of his duster and removed a package and slipped into the office and left it on the desk. Waiting until he was certain Buffy didn’t see him; he slipped out the way he had come, unnoticed by both Buffy, as well as the patrons of the Magic Box. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Buffy finished her workout and grabbed a towel and mopped the sweat from her face. She grabbed a water from the little mini refrigerator and walked back to her new office. “Hunh? What’s this,” she asked the empty room, picking the package up off of the desk. “Buffy, you in here?” she heard Xander yell from the training room. “In here Xander,” she yelled, dropping the package back down on the desk. “Everything looks great, you and your guys did an awesome job, and did you see, I have students!” she said as she grabbed her list of students and headed back into the training room. “Yeah, things really seem to be coming together for all of us, don’t they?” asked Xander. “Yeah,” said Buffy slowly. “It’s as if there is some good fairy looking out for us all of a sudden. “I’m actually beginning to wonder,” “If things are too good to be true?” interrupted Xander. “Exactly,” said Buffy. &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Xander walked over to the punching bag and gave it a few experimental prods. “So what are we going to do about it?” “I don’t think there is too much we CAN do about it, other than be careful.” “Are we going to let the others in on it?” questioned Xander, giving the punching bag another poke. “I don’t know Xander. I’m not sure what to do. It’s just that no matter how I look at it, I can only see one thing for us to be worried about.” “Meg,” said Xander. “Yeah, and I don’t want to. I feel really ungrateful doubting her, but I do. And Dawn loves her.” “Yeah, so does Tara,” said Xander. “But Willow’s not too crazy about her.” “What about Anya?” queried Buffy. “Anya has her doubts, but hasn’t come out strong on the side of hate the way Wil has. What about Spike?” “I don’t know yet. He’s scheduled to patrol with me tonight, so I was going to try and feel him out then.” “Do you want me to come with?” asked Xander. “No, thanks anyway, but I don’t think I’m up for another episode of the Spike/Xander show.” “Hey, how come he gets top billing anyhow?” asked Xander with a laugh. “Shut up Xander,” said Buffy. “Listen, I’ll feel Spike out tonight and see what he thinks, and I’ll give you a call tomorrow.” &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Watch out tonight,” said Xander as he walked out the door. Buffy went back into her new office and grabbed a bag and began to stash weapons in it. She spied the package on her desk, picked it up and examined the outer wrappings. There were no distinguishing markings on it. She removed the wrapping and removed the books that were inside. She leafed through the pages, surprised to see that it was a journal, a very old journal. She picked up the other book and found that it was a book of poetry. She thumbed through the poems, pausing here and there to read a passage. She wrinkled her nose at some of the poor prose and tossed the book in with her weapons. She picked up the journal once more and flipped through it looking for a clue as to its owner. As she read, she became aware that the book’s owner lived in England. She flipped the book back to the inside cover and tried to decipher the name and date written in the front, but it was badly blurred. She was able to make out the name William, and 18, but that was it. “Oh, great,” she said out loud. “Please don’t tell me that it belongs to,” “Me,” she heard Spike say. “They belong to me.” &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Spike,” said Buffy. “I thought I was supposed to meet you in the cemetery.” “You were, but I wanted to make sure you found those first,” he said, pointing towards the journal in her hand. “God, please tell me this isn’t another one of your sick attempts to make me believe you love me?” “No Pet, nothing like that,” said Spike, hiding the pain he felt from her comments under a veneer of bravado. “I just thought you ought to see it.” “Why, Spike? Why did you think I needed to see them? Besides, why did you hang on to a journal that you haven’t used for over a hundred years? And where did you come up with the money to get your poems bound?” &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp “Well now, that’s the rub, Pet. I didn’t hang on to my journal, and I certainly didn’t spend my money to put them in a book. They were given to me.” “Given?” asked Buffy. “By whom? Or do I really need to ask? It was Meg, wasn’t it? That’s what was in the package she gave you?” “Yeah, it was, but the question remains, why. She had to have worked pretty hard to track them down after all these years,” answered Spike. “Xander and I were talking today. Both of us think things are just a bit too good to be true. I was going to talk to you about it tonight on patrol, but obviously, you came to that conclusion by yourself. Thanks Spike, I appreciate the heads up.” “So what’s the plan, then? Do we take her out?” asked Spike. “No, not yet. We need to find out what she wants, first. Tomorrow, You, me, Willow and Xander will get together and start trying to figure this out.” “What about the Little Bit, and the others?” asked Spike. “No, not this time. I think it will be better with just the four of us for now. Giles, Tara and Dawn are firmly on Meg’s side. Xander’s not to sure about Anya, he’s going to sound her out tonight.” &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Spike reached over and took the bag of weapons off the desk, and he and Buffy left the Magic Box and stepped out into the twilight streets of Sunnydale. The made a cursory sweep of the nearby streets and then made their way to a nearby cemetery to patrol. They barely stepped through the gates, when three vampires attacked them. They fought well together; each anticipated the moves of the other. They made short work of the three vamps and continued their patrol. Just before sunrise, Spike walked Buffy back to her house. “You know, you really don’t have to walk me home. I’m a big slayer, I can take care of myself,” Buffy said. “Yeah, whatever,” said Spike. “But thank you,” said Buffy. She waited on the front steps and watched as Spike started to leave. “Spike!” she called out softly. “Yeah?” “Your poems, well, I didn’t hate them,” said Buffy. 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Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Sun Jan 19, 2003 9:57 pm

Great update Majiklmoon.

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