Disclaimer: Yes. Joss Whedon owns all of the characters except the ones
that you have never heard of because I created them. I wonder if Joss has
ever heard of a thing called 'sharing'. And Koreans are brilliant I tell
you!!! This plot is also based off of the KBS drama, Stairway to Heaven.
Summary: Everyone is human too, and the story isn't as lame as the summary. Starts off with everyone as young teenagers. Glory and Buffy are step sisters, and Angel is the step brother, blah blah blah ((Sorry, it's too juicy to give away)) And Buffy is hit by a car, loses all her memory. including all recollection of her love. Spike.this is a really vague summary.
((A/N: By the way, this is my first fanfic.so I really need y'all to R&R!!))
Tears rolled down Buffy's cheeks as she listened to Spike's message to her on the tape. She heard the click of the tape, and the soft whirring of it. His message was over. She began to sob, so he really did love her, even though she was only 14, and he was 15; he swore he loved her. He had ever since he met her. Spike wasn't your typical rich boy, after all, he had been the only one to ever bother with the small blonde girl who sat alone at lunch.
Buffy's father had married Glory's mother. Buffy's father was a rather well- to business and market analysis man, and Glory's mother had been a struggling actress. Her marriage to Buffy's father had clearly been her rise to the spotlight, and only her father seemed to be oblivious of why Glory's mother had been so willing to get married.
Buffy looked around, at least the attic wasn't cold. Her stepmother often locked her and her step brother, Angel, up in the attic as 'punishment'. Angel hardly ever talked, and really couldn't care less when he got locked up. Buffy stood up and began to pound at the door, "Angel...please!"
Buffy had never asked Angel to let her out before, but this time was different. Spike and Buffy had been friends forever, and they had had crushes on each other for just about as long. Then when Glory and her mother came into the picture, Glory's mother was determined to arrange a marriage between Spike and Glory,and it was all once again for the money and power. Spike's parents owned a large entertainment company, and Global Fashions.
Buffy listened to see if anyone was coming. She heard nothing. Sobbing even harder she crumpled to the floor. It wasn't fair. Glory's mother had locked her up because Spike was leaving to go to England, his country of birth, for a couple of years to attend school there. She was locked up so that she wouldn't be able to say bye to him. His last sentences on the tape echoed in her mind as she shuddered with spasms of tears: "Please come see me before I go...it might be the last time I see you until we're finished with college. Remember, I love you." He had been the only one she had ever told of her horrible life, not even her own father knew. That was why he often took her along to his family's luxurious mansion by the sea. She had given up all hope when the door clicked.
Angel stood outside, he scratched his head, and knocked on the door rather huffily, and shuffled back to this room where he resumed painting. His room was cluttered with beautiful water colorings, sketches, and what-not, but no one ever noticed, not even his own mother. Buffy looked up in hope, and tried the door. It opened. Her heart beating wildly, she dashed out the door, and slammed it behind her.
She practically jumped down the long stairway to the driveway, and closed the gate behind her. She ran, and ran. She was a good runner; she always had to run to the bus stop every morning anyways, while Glory rode by in a silver Mercedes. She stopped running when she got to the really busy streets of Charleston, South Carolina, and hailed a taxi. "Please go fast." She requested to the driver. He smiled to the crying girl, and stepped on the gas pedal. She tossed the money to th driver, and ran out of the cab.
She shoved her way through the large mass of people, and was soon inside the airport terminal. She jumped onto the escalator and waited rather frantically as it took her up to the next level.
MEANWHILE
Spike hugged his mother, and shook hands with Glory's mother. "See you soon Spike darling, I'll miss you." She said cheerfully, waving at him. He nodded at her, and turned around briskly with his usual entourage of several men dressed in black. He turned around before he disappeared behind the clouded glass doors, and searched the crowds for Buffy.
His heart sank when he still didn't see her. He forced a smile, and waved to his mother once more, and was soon making way to his family's private jet. Glory's mother invited Spike's mother for lunch. She accepted, and they went down the escalator. Glory was smiling gleefully when she spotted Buffy going up on the other escalator. She excused herself for a moment, and ran down the escalator and up the other one after Buffy.
Buffy arrived to the gates, and began to cry again at the sight of the deserted place. She stood there for what seemed like eternity. While she stood there, Glory came, and smiled smugly to see her stepsister standing there alone. She turned on her heels, and descended down the escalator again. As soon as she disappeared from view, and when Buffy had given up hope, the doors of the terminal gate flew open, and Spike came half running back out.
His piercing blue eyes were lit with happiness at the sight of her. Soon her emerald ones were shining too. Before he could say anything, she produced the tape recorder out of her pocket, and pressed the record button. "Spike.I love you too, I always will, and I promise to wait for you too." She pressed the stop button, and grasped his hand. She gave it to him, "Take it with you." She said.
Spike smiled widely, "I knew you'd come." He said simply. She had failed to note that his other fist had been clenched, he opened it and there were two silver necklaces. One was a set of diamonds set in a heart shape on a delicate silver chain. He picked it up, and almost automatically Buffy moved closer to him while he half hugged her and did the clasp around her neck. The other necklace was on a thicker silver chain, with a flat orb on the end of it. He smiled again, and moved closer yet while she did the clasp around his neck.
As soon as she was done he hugged her. Slightly alarmed, Buffy hugged him back. "I'll miss you a lot...and you better write letters to me." he said. He pulled back, and kissed her lightly on the lips. "I better go now." he said, gesturing to his impatient body guards. "Love you." ((A/N: He doesn't have his sexy accent yet, but never fear, by the time he comes back he will, so never fear!))
Smiling through her tears, Buffy waved to him. Spike waved back more vigorously, grinning, and disappeared behind the glass doors again again.
((Should I even continue?? Please review...you see that little button down there? Click on it!!! I don't care if you hate my story, well I do, but that'll just encourage me, people actually read my story!!! Believe me, the only cliche was the whole mean stepmother thing...many twists that will keep your head spinning, but the 'core' part of this story close by.))
Summary: Everyone is human too, and the story isn't as lame as the summary. Starts off with everyone as young teenagers. Glory and Buffy are step sisters, and Angel is the step brother, blah blah blah ((Sorry, it's too juicy to give away)) And Buffy is hit by a car, loses all her memory. including all recollection of her love. Spike.this is a really vague summary.
((A/N: By the way, this is my first fanfic.so I really need y'all to R&R!!))
Tears rolled down Buffy's cheeks as she listened to Spike's message to her on the tape. She heard the click of the tape, and the soft whirring of it. His message was over. She began to sob, so he really did love her, even though she was only 14, and he was 15; he swore he loved her. He had ever since he met her. Spike wasn't your typical rich boy, after all, he had been the only one to ever bother with the small blonde girl who sat alone at lunch.
Buffy's father had married Glory's mother. Buffy's father was a rather well- to business and market analysis man, and Glory's mother had been a struggling actress. Her marriage to Buffy's father had clearly been her rise to the spotlight, and only her father seemed to be oblivious of why Glory's mother had been so willing to get married.
Buffy looked around, at least the attic wasn't cold. Her stepmother often locked her and her step brother, Angel, up in the attic as 'punishment'. Angel hardly ever talked, and really couldn't care less when he got locked up. Buffy stood up and began to pound at the door, "Angel...please!"
Buffy had never asked Angel to let her out before, but this time was different. Spike and Buffy had been friends forever, and they had had crushes on each other for just about as long. Then when Glory and her mother came into the picture, Glory's mother was determined to arrange a marriage between Spike and Glory,and it was all once again for the money and power. Spike's parents owned a large entertainment company, and Global Fashions.
Buffy listened to see if anyone was coming. She heard nothing. Sobbing even harder she crumpled to the floor. It wasn't fair. Glory's mother had locked her up because Spike was leaving to go to England, his country of birth, for a couple of years to attend school there. She was locked up so that she wouldn't be able to say bye to him. His last sentences on the tape echoed in her mind as she shuddered with spasms of tears: "Please come see me before I go...it might be the last time I see you until we're finished with college. Remember, I love you." He had been the only one she had ever told of her horrible life, not even her own father knew. That was why he often took her along to his family's luxurious mansion by the sea. She had given up all hope when the door clicked.
Angel stood outside, he scratched his head, and knocked on the door rather huffily, and shuffled back to this room where he resumed painting. His room was cluttered with beautiful water colorings, sketches, and what-not, but no one ever noticed, not even his own mother. Buffy looked up in hope, and tried the door. It opened. Her heart beating wildly, she dashed out the door, and slammed it behind her.
She practically jumped down the long stairway to the driveway, and closed the gate behind her. She ran, and ran. She was a good runner; she always had to run to the bus stop every morning anyways, while Glory rode by in a silver Mercedes. She stopped running when she got to the really busy streets of Charleston, South Carolina, and hailed a taxi. "Please go fast." She requested to the driver. He smiled to the crying girl, and stepped on the gas pedal. She tossed the money to th driver, and ran out of the cab.
She shoved her way through the large mass of people, and was soon inside the airport terminal. She jumped onto the escalator and waited rather frantically as it took her up to the next level.
MEANWHILE
Spike hugged his mother, and shook hands with Glory's mother. "See you soon Spike darling, I'll miss you." She said cheerfully, waving at him. He nodded at her, and turned around briskly with his usual entourage of several men dressed in black. He turned around before he disappeared behind the clouded glass doors, and searched the crowds for Buffy.
His heart sank when he still didn't see her. He forced a smile, and waved to his mother once more, and was soon making way to his family's private jet. Glory's mother invited Spike's mother for lunch. She accepted, and they went down the escalator. Glory was smiling gleefully when she spotted Buffy going up on the other escalator. She excused herself for a moment, and ran down the escalator and up the other one after Buffy.
Buffy arrived to the gates, and began to cry again at the sight of the deserted place. She stood there for what seemed like eternity. While she stood there, Glory came, and smiled smugly to see her stepsister standing there alone. She turned on her heels, and descended down the escalator again. As soon as she disappeared from view, and when Buffy had given up hope, the doors of the terminal gate flew open, and Spike came half running back out.
His piercing blue eyes were lit with happiness at the sight of her. Soon her emerald ones were shining too. Before he could say anything, she produced the tape recorder out of her pocket, and pressed the record button. "Spike.I love you too, I always will, and I promise to wait for you too." She pressed the stop button, and grasped his hand. She gave it to him, "Take it with you." She said.
Spike smiled widely, "I knew you'd come." He said simply. She had failed to note that his other fist had been clenched, he opened it and there were two silver necklaces. One was a set of diamonds set in a heart shape on a delicate silver chain. He picked it up, and almost automatically Buffy moved closer to him while he half hugged her and did the clasp around her neck. The other necklace was on a thicker silver chain, with a flat orb on the end of it. He smiled again, and moved closer yet while she did the clasp around his neck.
As soon as she was done he hugged her. Slightly alarmed, Buffy hugged him back. "I'll miss you a lot...and you better write letters to me." he said. He pulled back, and kissed her lightly on the lips. "I better go now." he said, gesturing to his impatient body guards. "Love you." ((A/N: He doesn't have his sexy accent yet, but never fear, by the time he comes back he will, so never fear!))
Smiling through her tears, Buffy waved to him. Spike waved back more vigorously, grinning, and disappeared behind the glass doors again again.
((Should I even continue?? Please review...you see that little button down there? Click on it!!! I don't care if you hate my story, well I do, but that'll just encourage me, people actually read my story!!! Believe me, the only cliche was the whole mean stepmother thing...many twists that will keep your head spinning, but the 'core' part of this story close by.))