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Life As Written By

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Summary: (A collection of random one shots, not neccisarily connected) Life was funny and looking back at the choices you made and you wonder...what if? These are the what if these Scoobies could have been dealing with.

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Multiple Crossings > Multiple PairingscloudleonsgurlFR1821,021016607 Oct 127 Oct 12No

Once Upon a Slayer

Disclaimer: I don’t own anything. Buffy and Once Upon a Time and everything associated with it belongs solely to its creator. This is not for profit, only amusement for me and for readers.

This is a series of unrelated one shots to keep my muse from going crazy and have me open a bunch of stories that will remain uncompleted. This way I let my muse out then can focus on my other works.

Hope you enjoy



Buffy hadn't wanted them to see. The emptiness, the pain, the sorrow that filled her life every waking and sleeping minute. She didn't want them to know, what she remembered after being pulled out of that grave. The life before she was Buffy Summers.

She didn't want them to know, because they would never look at her the same. Instead of concern, there would be fear, instead of friendship, they would most likely be enemies. Heck, they would rather choose Faith over her if they knew who she really was. Or more importantly who she was with.

Buffy moved towards the open window, a slight snarl on her lips. Regina thought herself smooth, thought herself sly when sending Buffy far far away. Thought she had an ace in her pocket. Too bad Regina never too the time to actually think far ahead.

As a costumer left, a bird flew in. Anya looked over and commented boredly, "Bird."

It landed on the pile of books by Buffy and Willow walked over. "It has somthing on its leg. It's a letter...I didn't know they still used birds like that..."

"At least it's a pigeon and not a stork..." Xander laughed, then realized everyone just sent him stares at his less than witty joke. "You get it because...a stork would...bring a baby..."

"Actually I've been thinking," Anya bounced over into Xander's lap, "about babies lately."

"Uh...Ahn," Xander replied, embarassed. "Do you really want to do this right here?"

"Buffy..." Dawn sensed something wrong with her sister, "is something...wrong?"

Everyone zoomed in, worriedly looking over the Slayer. Buffy's eyes were froze, staring at the bird before slowly and mechanically she grabbed the letter. The bird flew up before bursting it a brillant explosion of glitter and light. Everyone drew in sharp gasps, but Willow got over her shock first. "Buffy...what does it say? Is it a threat? Should we be worried?"

"Yea," Xander said, eagerly to get off the subject of babies, "should we rally the calvary?"

Buffy was silent as she stared at the single word that spoke volumes to her.

Broken.

Slowly, the Slayer flipped over the postcard and stared at the lovely picture of a clocktower and the bright yellow words, Greetings from Storybrooke, Maine.

"Buffy?" Dawn said slowly.

Buffy ignored them and marched out of the Magic Shop, a cruel smile making its way on her face.

Regina is going to pay. She vowed.



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