Author(s): Jessi ( undyinpassion@yahoo.com ) – Willowlvr & Holly ( hollynight03@yahoo.ca ) – Taras Shadow
Disclaimer: All characters belong to UPN, ME, Joss Whedon…plain and simple, not us.
Distribution: Email Jessi first, just to be polite and such.
Rating(s): PG – If it raises, we’ll let you know.
Feedback: Yes please!
Pairings: W/T definitely! And X/A
Spoilers: Possible flashbacks, other then that, no.
Summary: This is an AU fic, taken place 100 years later... Year 2103. The "Scoobie" gang are faced with surprises and confusion along the way, trying to figure who they are, and where they came from...allowing a love between two witches ignite the loss of memories and new discoveries...
*NOTE 1* I, Taras Shadow, was originally just a ‘beta’ reader for Willowlvr, here. But we got chatting and things collided interestingly enough that she wanted both of our thoughts to go together. Now who am I to refuse an awesome story like this one?
*NOTE 2* Since this is taken place 100 years later, the gang is still the gang, just…different people. Almost like, Reincarnation, if you will. They all have the same characteristics and they are all very much the original gang. No worries.
*NOTE 3* Much Willow/Tara loving to be had as chapters go on. Some angst issues are taking place, as usual.
*NOTE 4* We’ll give Jessi the credit since it is her story to begin with. So applaud for thy Jessi!
And Finally…*NOTE 5* This fic was just started, so updates will most likely be spaced between every few days. We hope you enjoy!
Now…On With The Show…
Dreams Reveal
Chapter 1
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March 3, 2103
Willow tossed and turned in her sleep absently reaching across her bed searching for her love. Finding herself alone in bed she whimpered and suddenly sat up. She flipped on her bed side lamp and glanced at her clock. 12:01am.
Willow couldn't figure out why she'd been reaching for a beautiful woman sleeping next to her. She's always slept alone. Thinking about the dream she just awoke from, she realized that she felt lost and incomplete. She felt like a huge part of herself was missing, like her soul. Who was that beautiful blonde she was reaching for? And why did her heart beat quicken when she thought of her?
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Across town in the basement of his parents house, at exactly the same time, Willow’s best friend, Xander, was in a restless state of sleep. "No...Anya…Anya...please, NO, I love you so much..." He yelled and jerked himself awake. He got up feeling uneasy and grabbed his phone. He wanted to talk to someone and he just suddenly knew that Willow was awake too.
"Hello?" Willow answered quietly.
"Willow, it's Xander. I know it's late, but..."
"No, it's alright. I was awake," She said interrupting him. "Did you just dream something really strange, that seemed so real?" she asked him.
"How did you know that, Willow?" Xander asked.
"Well because I had a dream that seemed so real to me, the feelings and emotions seemed so real."
"Yeah that's how mine was too, it felt like I knew the person I was dreaming about, like I deeply knew her...but the pain was so intense, Willow," He told her as he cried on the other end of the phone. "My heart feels as if it's really breaking and the weird thing is I don't even know why I feel this bad." He said.
"I know, I feel like I'm missing this huge part of my soul, but in my dream I was whole...you know...complete!!" The redhead told him, agreeing with the deep emotions that were running through her.
They talked for a bit longer, about everything that was going on, with their dreams and with their feelings. After a while, finally feeling better enough to sleep, they decided to meet up later on, in the day.
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In LA, Buffy was yanked out of her dream by a scream. She jumped out of bed and ran down the hall to her sisters room. Where she found Dawn, who was sitting up with her back against the head board and her knees were drawn up to her chest. She was rocking back and forth mumbling over and over, "I don't belong here...I'm not real...I don't belong here...I don't belong here...I'm not real."
"Dawn, STOP!" Buffy yelled as she gave her little sister a slight shake. "What's wrong?" She asked her as she sat down beside Dawn on the bed.
Dawn stopped and looked at Buffy, "I'm not real." She told her in a hushed voice and burst into tears.
Buffy frowned and held Dawn, thinking about her own dream. All she could remember was someone saying. "Into each generation, a slayer is born. One girl in all the world, a chosen one." As she sat there holding her sister she began to wonder if she was to be the chosen one...
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Across the states, in New York, at precisely the same time, a young blonde was fighting her own dream. Tara, sweating and shaking, tossed restlessly in her sleep until she awoke. "Willow!...No...please Willow don't...promise me, love..." She called out into the darkness. She stared blankly out into the night wondering where that had come from.
She realized she felt a strong urge to go to Sunnydale, CA.
With that thought on her mind, Tara drifted off to sleep.
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In his apartment near UC Sunnydale, an older man was getting ready for the chosen one to arrive...
At 12:01am, Giles was contacted by the council and was told a new slayer, Buffy, had been called forth. And that she would not arrive alone. The council informed him that she'd be accompanied by her sister and several unknowing 'followers'. He was told to await their arrival, that they'd all arrive at the same time.
Giles asked many questions but was only given one instruction: He was to consult the watchers journals from many many years ago.
The older man sat down at his desk and began skimming through the late watchers journals. He knew he was looking for a similar case with a slayer and ‘followers’, but didn't know how far to go back. He leaned back in his chair and began cleaning his glasses when it suddenly hit him. He suddenly remembered hearing a story from elder Thomas when he was ten. There had been one slayer and her friends, not ‘followers’, that had become legends within the council.
If Giles remembered correctly, the watcher at the time was a great grandfather of his. Now, what year was that when his grandfather and his slayer made history in the council...?
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Hope you all liked the beginning.
*Jessi* and ~Holly~
Paulie: You think I'm a lesbian?
Mary: You're a girl in love with a girl, aren't you?
Paulie: No, I'm Paulie in love with Tori. And Tori is - she is in love with me, because she is mine and I am hers. And neither of us are lesbians. - Lost and Delirious -
Jessi & Holly,
I can't wait to see how this turns out. I do already have a question though. Will Faith show up in this?
Update soon, please?
ry
Oh I hope so, because this is a really interesting storyline
Is Dawn still the Key? And is Willow just as powerful a witch?
Now, understand, Jessi is painfully shy, but everything I put or say is overlooked by her first, since she really is the one to make this story happen. GO JESSI!
)...and I'm sorry I just can't go without saying....
can't wait for more
more! I love the way that this fic is going and I can't wait to see where you take it. Update soon, please?