Title: Superpowers United
Author: Dez/Jezebel Jinx/VampireQueen21/Angeluslover412
Couple: Buffy/??? (could be Clark, Lex, or Jason T), strong Buffy/Lex and Chloe/Buffy friendship
Summary: Starts during ‘Empty Places’ when Buffy is being kicked out. Instead of just leaving the house she leaves the state and goes to Smallville. There she finds a whole new set of interesting characters, but what happens when her “friends” from Sunnydale show up saying they need her help?
Disclaimer: I own nothing, although it would be nice to own the Jonathan, Clark, and Lex for a while, but alas they aren’t mine.
Notes: Angel and Cordy are there, Cordy is not, nor has been a higher being, she still gets visions however. Angel is with Cordy ::yuck::, Angelus thoughts will be in [ ], and most (not all) of the Scoobies I will be bashed, along with Angel and Cordy.
Buffy cautiously walked through deserted streets of Sunnydale, the place she’d considered her home for seven years, but then again she didn’t really have a home any longer did she? No, her “family” and “friends” kicked her out, she knew it was a mistake to go into the vineyard the first time, she’ll admit that, they weren’t prepared then. But everything was screaming inside her that there was something of hers that was being hidden there.
When she suggested she and the rest go back to the vineyard to get what she knew was there no one would stand behind her. Angel, the man she considered her soulmate for so long didn’t believe anything was there except another opportunity to get killed, Cordy, vision girl and Angel’s new squeeze, that hurt a lot when she saw them together, agreed of course with Angel. Buffy knew the Potentials wouldn’t be behind her, they didn’t know a good plan even it bit them on the ass, at the very least she thought Giles would have supported her instincts, but again he let her down.
Giles stood there near the fireplace with his British nose stuck up in the air saying she was chasing windmills. Wasn’t he the one that told her she had to be a General, she had to be a leader, then when she did he slapped her down, could he say backward logic. He wanted her to be in charge but then he said she was being too hard on the girls, couldn’t he make up his friggin’ mind?
Buffy’s footsteps became angry as she continued down the streets on her way to the Mansion, Angel still kept it furnished and heated in case he ever needed it again. Well, since he and Cordelia had been staying at her house, the house they kicked her out of, he hasn’t needed the large structure.
She pulled her travel bag, the same bag she used the last time she was kicked out of her home, up higher on her shoulder. Buffy was lucky none of the girls slept in her room, that was the one thing she demanded, the damn Potentials shared her home, but she wouldn’t let them share her room. There had to be something that was just her own, something she didn’t have to share with anybody.
In one of her bags she had a couple pairs of clothes, a pair of tennis shoes, her toiletries, a carrying case full of CD’s, her CD player, a book she hadn’t read yet, her diaries, which she wasn’t about to leave behind where anyone could read them and about $10,000. In the second bag, that she carried at her side, contained her prized weapons, a sword, Mr. Pointy, some daggers, and her crossbow, and over $50,000. As much as the others would like to think she was an idiot she wasn’t, when she saw the town was clearing out she made a stop by the bank. The establishment was picked pretty clean, but she managed to scrounge up close to $70,000 in large bills that was in the safe, which was pretty good in her book.
Before she was thrown out she was going to tell the others about the money she, well stole, there really wasn’t any other word for it, after they returned from the vineyard for the second time. However kicking her out tended to bring out the selfish side in her, screw em’ they ate her food, used her electricity, her water, and didn’t do a bit of the housecleaning. Have them find their own way to survive on no money.
Arriving at the Mansion she tossed her bags at the edge of the couch, the place surprisingly warm and inviting, she wouldn’t even need to build a fire it was so toasty. Tired she fell on the large couch exhausted from the last few days, she wondered what would happen when Spike returned to find her gone, that’s one person that wouldn’t be happy with her treatment that’s for sure. Tucking a pillow underneath her head she laid back and dozed off thinking of what’s going to come next.