belongs to Mutant Enemy. No copyright infringement is intended. Fanfiction is, in my opinion, free advertisement. There are many things I've bought because I enjoyed fanfiction that crossed into a new fandom. I encourage everyone to purchase these products. Prologue
It all began when Anya had tried to ensure her own safety from the mayor’s ascension. She’d driven as far away from Sunnydale as she could, ending at last in Miami. Rediscovering her fear of dying and other human concerns had made her decide to rediscover her humanity, safely away from the Hellmouth. She had started out normally enough, going to human gathering places, getting a job, and other things Anya assumed were normal.
She decided, after witnessing a protest, to adopt a humanish cause. She had decided to start out slow, doing something easy, then she would attempt to move up to causes that actually got protests. Looking through the Internet for a worthwhile cause she found recycling. Soon she began working with the city and arranged for recycling bins to be placed throughout Miami. This began her downfall from humanity. You see… Things started to bother her. She’d see people just tossing their stuff into bins, mixing, uncaring of both the trash and recycling. In fact, this started to make her very angry…
She returned to her witch roots, a spell here and there so people would recycle, or else… It started out slow, tripping when you placed an item in the wrong bin, things like that. But it was enough to bring her back to the attention of D’Hoffryn. He couldn’t offer her her old job back, but maybe something different, something unusual. And so Anya became a vengeance demon again. Now she was… Anyanka, Patron Saint of Scorned Recyclable Items.End - Prologue
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I finished my only non-buffyverse crossover story so I got to start a new fic! YAY! (I only work on three stories at a time.) This story has been bouncing around in my head for about 2 weeks. I’m planning an event at work for America Recycles Day (November 15) and this idea hit me and wouldn’t leave me alone.
I know this part is a lot like a summary, I promise the actual chapters will be longer and will involve things like dialog. This was just setting things up.
I know nothing of the recycling status in Miami… It’s just where the first chapter will take place, so I’ll pretend it is like it is where I live.