By Benji: The Vampire Confuser
Based on Godspell by David Greene and John-Michael Tebelak.
“Day by day, day by day.” She sang under her breath as she made her way through the brush to the rusted old fence looming ahead of her. “Oh dear Lord, three things I pray.”
32 years. It had been 32 years since that day. That one, unforgettable, incredible day. 32 years since she’d last stepped foot in New York City. So much had changed. The twin towers were gone now, the cab driver who she’d been disappointed to see was not the man she’d met before, told her that even four years later he still wasn’t used to not seeing them.
She’d danced on the roof of one of those towers, once upon a time. At least, she hoped she had.
The tour had commenced the following week. And she hadn’t been back since. Life first as a dancer, now as a teacher had taken her to all corners of the world. Far from here. And part of her had been glad. For she’d been afraid. Afraid of what she might find, or not find, if she returned.
Where were you? The others had asked. She’d merely smiled to herself, and told them she’d gone for a walk to unwind.
Her hand trembled as she grasped the old gate. It screeched in protest as she pulled it open. Taking a deep breath, she stepped into the yard.
Whatever she found, she would always be grateful to the mysterious men she’d met that day. Even if they were nothing but figments of her imagination.
In the grueling days of rehearsal, she’d begun to doubt. Not only her own talent, but if dancing was truly what she wanted to do with her life. But she’d returned from her unexpected pilgrimage full of new life, and inspiration. And the joy of her chosen profession reborn in her heart.
She gasped, tears coming to her eyes, her hand rising to her mouth. It was overgrown, the paint was chipped and faded. But it was real. The evidence stood before her, cracked and crumbling with age. But there was the car, repainted silver with rainbows. There was the sunburst on the garage door. And there was the door they’d used as a table. When they’d recreated the last supper.
How was it possible? Where had the others gone? Had that really been John the Baptist and Jesus? And in the end, did it really matter?
She’d never considered herself a religious woman. Not before, or since that day. But something had happened that day. Someone, or something had chosen to touch her that day. And she lifted her face to the sun, closing her eyes, and simply breathed. Wherever they were, she hoped the others knew what she knew. The joy of life. And that the spell cast over them that day was still there, in their hearts.
The End
And, it's scary. I like the people I'm living with, but we've only been visitin' friends before now. I'm not in any immediate danger of going bankrupt, but I'm worried about finding a job that A)pays enough, B) I can stand. Or just finding a job period.
Still, I think this was the right thing to do, and the right time. Wish me luck. Or send money. Yeah send money, that's what I need, not luck.
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bellatemple01. Bold what's true.
02. Leave plain what's false.
03. Add one of your own at the end.
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Part of the Omniverse Project
By Benji: The Vampire Confuser
Disclaimer: Based on characters and situations created by Joss Whedon.
Summary: Some things were meant to be.
( Not even death can stop them... )
by Benji The Vampire Confuser
Based on characters and situations created by Max Brooks, and Joss Whedon.
( Chapter the Only )
By Benji: The Vampire Confuser
Feedback, Mr. Vandemar. The process by which fan-fic authors know whether their illicit writings are appreciated.
Based on Characters and situations created by Joss Whedon and Neil Gaiman.
Summary: Combining the Fifth Season of Buffy, with the world of Neil Gaiman's Neverwhere.
( Prologue )
To be continued…
By Benji The Vampire Confuser
Based on the show Dead Like Me which is owned and created by them that ain’t me.
Summary: The Adventures of the External Causes Reaper Division of Washington DC.
( Chapter 1 )To be continued…
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Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
( Chapter 4 )
Special Features!
From the Personnel Files of Carpet Noctem:
Name: Vincente Natchios
Call Sign: Savant
Supernatural Expertise: Auras, and Ancient Runes
Training: Vincente has had no formal training in his area of expertise but has dedicated much of his life to independent study. As a result he has become quite an authority in the subject.
Special Skills: In addition to an extensive knowledge of Runes and their meanings, Vincente possesses the unique ability to see magic. This ability manifests itself as a distinctive aura around individuals or places with any sort of mystical ability or heritage. With practice and experience he has learned how to identify specific types of auras.
Background: Vincente has been very secretive about his background, but it is known that he was born and raised in Greece. His upbringing was apparently intensely abusive, resulting in an acute unease in the presence of women. He ran away at age 15, and eventually recruited into Carpe Noctem.
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By Benji The Vampire Confuser
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Based on characters and situations created by Joss Whedon.
( And now we present... )
by Benji the Vampire Confuser
Feedback! Please! [Force Persuade] You want to send me feedback.
I don't own any of these folks, except for Joe. He's an original character. Everyone else I lay the blame, er, give the credit to Joss Whedon.
Summary: Cordelia is dead, but far from forgotten. One by one her friends and enemies speak at her funeral.
( Bad News On The Doorstep )
