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I own nothing of the characters except a few small people I made up for my own. Mutant Enemy and Joss Whedon & co. own all Buffy/Angel characters.

This is my first fan-fiction I have ever posted. I am looking forward to getting critiqued I urge you to be honest if you review. I hope you enjoy it and won't be bored.

A/N: Please be warned this story has many flashbacks and nightmares that will occur throughout the fic and sometimes will leave you confused until it is later explained.

Chapter 1 Nightmares and a new home

She felt trapped and sadly, it was not for the first time. She tried to lift her arms, but felt them being trapped by something strapping them down by her hips at the wrists. The trapped girl urged herself not to cry. *It shows weakness. Must not think he has the upper hand. Just keep fighting.* She chanted those words in her head repeatedly. However, she could feel the tears already well up in her eyes, threatening to spill over.

Feeling her breath catch in her throat, she just hoped that in this instant she would wake up. This was just a dream that is all it was. Her subconscious screamed, *Time to wake up Buffy! You have had this nightmare before, you know you might as well awaken now before relieving the memories* Turning her head away Buffy tried not to look at the giant body hovering over her. If she looked then he would be there. She would have to admit that he was real in her nightmare and that she had not fully moved on. So many people thought she had, but she hid it well.

Buffy let out a scream that pierced through the silence not expecting a reaction so soon from him. The back handed slap that he gave her seemed to echo on forever, leaving her silenced. His hand burned into her skin.

“No ones going to hear you, you bitch!” His cold voice sent chills down from the back of her neck and to the tips of her toes. The same large hand that had given her the hurtful slap came to tangle itself into her golden hair. He raised her higher with a jerk as much as the her bindings to the bed could allow. “Your mine! You will always be mine.” By the harsh treatment he was giving her, Buffy finally let the tears that threatened to fall over, spill down her cheeks. He jerked on her hair harder making Buffy sob out.

“Please don’t hurt me.” She cried out repeatedly. Getting sick of her pleas, he tossed her upper body back onto the bed.

“I think I’ll have the fun that I deserve first. This time there won’t be any interruptions.” Slowly he climbed up her body until he fully lay over her small frame. Quickly her legs lashed out in hopes of kicking him off her but failed miserably when he pinned them with his own knees.

“You’re a sick bastard!” Buffy screamed out in furry. No way would she let him win. Yes, she had shown weakness by crying, but now she was ready to fight. This was the fight for her dignity and maybe even her life.

He laughed at her antics of trying to get free. Her body thrashed under his leaving him only more excited every time her hips came up to push against his groin. “I know I’m a bastard but just remember you fell in love with that bastard.” His words whispered into her ears and she let out another sob at the truth.


Buffy Summers awoke with a jolt nearly hitting her head on the car window of the backseat she sat in. She gasped loudly and rolled down the window trying to calm herself with the fresh air. She closed her eyes while still trying not to remember her nightmare. Ha! Nightmare if only Her “nightmare” had been plaguing her sleep ever since that one night. The night like many others in her past that had changed her life.

“Hey B! You okay?” Buffy turned her head slowly towards the brunette who sat in the front seat staring at her carefully. Her best friend, Faith Giles. Her savior. They were so close with each other she was like a sister to Buffy. Giving Faith a weak assuring smile, Buffy nodded.

“Yeah, I just had a bad dream.”

“It’s okay Buffy it’s all in the past now. All three hours away in big scary Los Angeles.” Buffy’s sister, Dawn, said next to her in the back seat. Buffy turned to her sister and gave her the same gentle smile.

Faith turned back to facing the front of the car, and Dawn went back to her book, while Buffy continued to look out the car window. Scenery flew past her as the car drove down to what seemed like a road in a housing neighborhood.

They had arrived. The new future laid ahead of them like the road they were now traveling on. Palm trees like L.A. lined the sidewalk with beautiful housing occupying plots of land.

After Faith had gotten expelled from the school she and Buffy had attended, Rupert Giles Faith’s uncle, had decided to move them to Sunnydale for a new start. Especially what the two girls had endured in the big city.

Dawn and Buffy Summers were sisters. Buffy and Faith had been best friends since the first day of Kindergarten. After social services had taken Faith away from her mother at the age of twelve, Faith began to live with Giles, as all three girls had taken it upon themselves to refer as to Rupert. A year later, tragedy struck the Summers’ girls with losing their mother. After reading her will, the girls found that their mother had given custody to Giles over them.

The duo of Buffy and Faith had always been close. Even when they were ten they decided to consider themselves real sisters and did what they had seen in My Girl and exchange blood to make it official. She and Faith together never always meant good. They could create chaos even with protecting each other. Many actually believed they were just fraternal twins, while others thought they were romantically involved by the way they behaved in public sometimes. However, those that knew them personally knew that they were just joking around and liked to create confusion. They were very much different but treated each other equally.

Buffy’s thoughts ended when the car came to a stop in a driveway that lead to a house that would be their new home.

“Well were here.” Giles’s British voice said to the three of them. They each hopped out of the car eagerly to survey their new home.

“Nice job Uncle-G.” Faith said to her uncle. The brunette for some reason insisted on giving almost everyone one letter nicknames. Buffy’s of course was ‘B’. Buffy’s eager excitement to move into a new home allowed her nightmares to be pushed to the back of her brain and forgotten for now.

The house was a two-story house with another small story that must be the attic. A large oak tree stood in front of the house that would give the house a nice shade in the afternoon. It was painted a very nice blue and the landscaping made the house very beautiful. At the front door, was a wooden porch with a cute, little porch swing.

The movers had already arrived as they could see with the front door open and some boxes that were lying on the porch.

“It’s very nice.” Dawn said agreeing with Faith.

Giles turned towards the three ladies that occupied his life and those he cared for deeply. “This is our new start. Now go hurry and choose your rooms.” Before the words were even out of his mouth two hyperactive seventeen year-olds and an equally hyper fourteen year old broke into a run and tried to beat the other to find and claim the best room. Giles rolled his eyes at the three girl’s antics already hearing the stomping of feet on the stairs from where he stood on the driveway. “God help me.” The British man said to the heavens.

A/N Well there was my first chapter. I hope you liked it, I know rather dull but I'll try and make sure it picks up the pace as I write more. Please Review.

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