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Phoenix Slayer Ch 24
Chapter 24: What Once Was Lost…
Shana landed on all fours in a crouch; knees bent, and then rolled herself to displace the force of the impact.  She stood up and brushed herself off as she walked to the doors of the school.  She opened the door and navigated the hallways until she reached the library doors.  She pushed open the right door and was greeted by the sight of Giles holding a tranquilizer rifle on the bookcage.  Or more specifically, who or what was in the bookcage, attempting to break out.
“What’s going on?” she asked.
“Angel found him on patrol,” Buffy said as she walked out of Giles’ office, followed by Angel, who was putting his shirt back on.  Shana saw the bloodstains against the white of his shirt.
“Put up a fight. He’s strong.” Angel stated.
Shana raised an eyebrow.  “He’d have to be.  Werewolf?”
“No full moon.”
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Phoenix Slayer Ch 23
Chapter 23: To Tell the Truth
A light knock came from the front door of Giles’ house.  Shana opened her eyes, then lifted her head off her pillow, squinting her eyes at the door.  The knock came again, albeit a little louder.  The pseudo-teen groaned and buried her head under her pillow, praying the knocking would go away.  The knocking became pounding, and Giles barked from above, “Bloody hell!  Would you get the door already!”
Shana threw off her pillow and blanket, grumbled as she got up about shoving crumpets up stuffy librarian’s orifices, and opened the door.
Jenny Calendar stood on the other side.  “Hi.  Sorry it’s so early, but I was up all night and….  Is Rupert here?”
Shana stepped back, waving her into the house and closed the door.  “Hey G-man, you got a visitor.”
Giles trudged down the stairs, wearing rumpled clothes and glasses in han
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Phoenix Slayer Ch 22
Chapter 22: Closet Monsters
The sound of the bell sliced the air, and the halls erupted with noise as classes let out for the day.  Life went on as usual, at least as usual for a town situated on top of a Hellmouth.  This included former football players being brought back to life by their little brother, and instead of taking out a personal ad like a normal person, has him try to make a girlfriend.
Shana gave a disgusted sigh and continued leaning against the lockers, arms crossed, waiting, just as she had been for the last five minutes.  She waited until the classroom emptied out and walked quickly, purpose driving her as she entered the room.  Jenny Calendar looked up with a smile, which faded when she saw the younger woman.  Given their previous conversation, Shana didn’t blame her.
“It’s really none of your business who I date,” Jenny spat.
Shana took a deep breath, exhaled, and then braced her hands on the edge
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Phoenix Slayer Ch 21
Chapter 21: Home Sweet Hellmouth
Shana stood in front of an apartment, gathering the courage to knock.  She and Angel  had been back in Sunnydale for two weeks, and school was starting up again the next day.  She sighed, shrugged her shoulders, and knocked on the door.
The door opened, and Jenny Calendar looked out.  “Shana, what are you doing here?”
“We need to talk.”
“So how are you doing?” Shana asked Buffy.  Shana had opted to join the Slayer on her patrol.
“Other than the fact I almost got my friends on the second day of school, peachy with a side of keen.”  Buffy’s voice was laden with sarcasm.
“What about the nightmares?”
Buffy gave a shocked look, which Shana responded to with a “come on” look.  The Slayer sighed.  “I still can’t over the fact that you know so much, but don’t say anything.”
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Chapter 8: The Chain
“There is much to tell and little time.  To start with, Rupert, that picture is of your grandparents.
“But how?  Why?” Giles asked his father.
“You know of a couple accounts of our family, but there was information that was held back for reasons I will explain.
“As you now know, Guinevere Giles was once called Evelyn Carnahan O’Connell.  She was also the reincarnated Egyptian princess Nefertiri.  You know of the murder of the Pharaoh Seti I, but not the events that transpired after that.  
“After Imhotep was cursed with the Hum-Di, Nefertiri was given the task of ruling Egypt.  But one of Seti’s advisors was determined to take the throne and marry Nefertiri.  In fact, he became insanely obsessed, thinking himself to be in love with her.  He was so obsessed that he paid a sorcerer to cast a spell upon her and himself, so that during every incarnati
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1. Bananas are good.
2. Watch out for women named Jackie, they slap. Hard.
3. "Go to your room" are terrible last words.
4. Be silent in The Library.
5. Fear of the dark is NOT irrational.
6. Don't blink, blink and you're dead.
7. Travelling with the Doctor is not safe; however it is the journey of a lifetime.
8. Statues of weeping angles are dangerous.
9. The Doctor is rubbish at weddings, especially his own.
10. The Doctor does not appreciate being called "Doc".
11. The Doctor likes the word fantastic… and brilliant.
12. A strange man in your bedroom does not mean anything can happen.
13. Lots of planets have a north.
14. If you meet an eccentric man who says his name is John Smith, the wise thing would be to get away as fast at you can. It's not the most fun though.
15. The Doctor is good at accents. Rose is not.
16. The Doctor came first in 'Jiggery Pokery'.
17. 'Tainted love' and 'Toxic' are earth classics.
18. 'Toxic' is actually a Ballad.
19. The Docto
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Chapter One: The Most Important Woman in the Universe

It was shortly after the wedding that the dreams began.

Dreams of space and time, dreams of running, dreams of pain and hope that broke her heart and mended it at the same time. She woke with tears trickling down her cheeks in the morning, and the dreams faded away, returning back inside the blue box within her mind.

She felt like there was a piece of herself missing, despite her happiness with her life. A feeling that was confirmed when she looked into the eyes of her grandfather. There was a grief that he had when he looked at her, much as he tried to hide it. Something she would do or say, and he would be ready to break down in tears.

Her mother had the look too, but she hid it better. She couldn’t hide the change in her behavior. She and Mum had never been the best of friends, especially after she reached majority, but now she didn’t nag her as much, or lay on the guilt as much anymore. She was gentler, at least with her, and more supportive. When she had finally brought Shawn home, she had dreaded the moment. It felt like the world would end. But her mother welcomed Shawn with open arms, not even dropping anvils of hints about marriage, and after the disaster of Lance, she wasn’t looking to get hitched again.

She was doing well at work, medical transcription at a local doctor’s office. She and the doctor’s wife got along like a house on fire, almost to the chagrin to the doctor. They had been invited to the wedding, but a family emergency had cropped up, and they couldn’t attend. And she had wanted to share the news of her new fortune, which had come from her granddad on her wedding day as a present, And it turned out to be a winner! A jackpot of over five hundred million pounds! The number on the enormous check that she had taken a picture with was £516,231,163 to be exact. Not that she didn’t want to keep her job. She did. But now she could do everything that she planned, like making sure her granddad and mum were taken care of.

She wanted to do more, she dreamed of more, even if she couldn’t remember what she dreamed about. They had moved into a new house, nothing too extravagant, but somewhere that could house her, mum, granddad, and Shawn and still give everyone space.

She was a week into unpacking the parlor when there was a knock on her door. In retrospect, she recognized that some part of her, hidden away, told her not to answer the door, to run or flee, to do anything except go to her front door. She squashed down the bizarre trepidation and twisted the knob, making a mental note to have Shawn oil the hinges when he got home.

In front of her stood a man, dressed very sharp, if Victorian costume dress was something she fancied, which she didn’t. “Yes, can I help you?”

The man smirked in a way that was almost a sneer, fueling the trepidation that she had smothered initially. “I do hope so. Are you Donna Noble?”

Irritation flared a little in her. “That’s Temple-Noble,” she rebuked. “What do you want?”

The sneer grew in full as men without faces but with mouths filled with pointed teeth pushed in from the sides and a migraine the likes of which she had never felt erupted in her head. She fell to her knees, one hand braced against the floor while the other cradled her head, whispers stabbing like needles in her mind.

“I want the name of the Doctor,” the man smugly said as he stood towering over her, the pain in her head getting worse by the second.

She managed to mumble a query before she lost herself to the darkness of unconsciousness.

“Doctor who?”
Rebirth of a Time Lord - Chapter One…

This story is based off of this picture that I found, and I wasn't satisfied to find any story that really touched on the concept or did it justice. So I decided to take up the mantle.

Please be patient with me about updates, I'm trying to write this several chapters ahead.

I don't currently have betas for this story. If you want to help me out, please let me know.

Let me know what you think, either good or bad. As much as I love kudos, I get better feedback from comments.

Cross-posted to AO3 and


What once was lost now is found...

What was will be again...

Nothing is ever truly forgotten...

Chapter 1: Once upon a time

Shana waited on the front step, taking in the house. The distance between houses, access from the windows to the ground, defensibility. Though this wasn’t the house she’d need to worry about vampires attacking, she’d rather err on the side of caution.

A younger Joyce Summers answered the door. "Hi, you must be Shana. Come on in."

We’re gonna have to work on that, Shana thought. For all you knew, I could have been a vampire. "Hi, Mrs. Summers. I'd like to thank you for this chance."

Opening the door wide, Joyce waved her into the house. "You said that you were studying psychology? Was that right?"

"Yes. At UCLA." Liar, liar pants on fire. Not completely. Technically, I did study psychology...fifteen years ago. Thankfully, her glamour worked perfectly, giving her the illusion of being a twenty-something year old instead of her true age.

Joyce looked intently at her shoulder. “You have a bit of ash on your jacket.”

Shana dusted it off, saying “Sorry, I got knocked into one of the smoker’s stands. Little bit more full than I thought.” No way she was going to tell the woman it was from a vampire taking advantage of the earlier sunset.

A small figure thumped down the stairs in her jammies, clutching a stuffed pig, her blonde hair in pigtails. She stopped on the bottom step and looked at the babysitter with suspicion.

Shana Michaels kneeled down to the would-be Slayer's eye level. "Hi, I'm Shana. You must be Buffy."

"Uh-huh," the 5-year old agreed hesitantly with all the eloquence of someone her age.

"And who is this handsome fella?" Shana asked, pointing at the pig.

"His name's Mr. Gordo," Buffy answered proudly.

"How do you do, Mr. Gordo?" Shana shook the stuffed pig's paw.

Buffy grinned, instantly liking the babysitter. She took Shana's hand and started pulling her up the stairs.

Joyce smiled, handing Shana the emergency numbers and called out to her husband that she was ready to go.

Buffy led Shana to her room. Shana sat on the little girl's bed and looked around. Well, she hasn't gone through her Hamill stage yet, she thought. She pondered the future Chosen One's life ten year from now. Her Calling, her first Watcher, her first Big Bad, the divorce, the move, Sunnydale and all it would mean for the decade. She smiled sadly.

Buffy climbed up on her bed and sat next to the woman, looking at her with bright eyes. "How come you look sad?"

"I'm just thinking about the future," Shana said vaguely.

"Well, when I'm sad, I talk to Mr. Gordo," Buffy offered.

Shana had to smile. Such innocence, she has no idea of what's to come. "Well, Mr. Gordo, what does the future hold for our young friend here," Shana said, speaking to the pig, pointing to Buffy.

Buffy held the pig's head to her as if it were whispering to her. "He says fun, and that I'll be a superhero," Buffy stated matter-of-factly.

"Does he?" Shana responded, awed by how close close to the truth the small girl was. "So do you like any boys?" Shana asked, changing the subject.

"No!" the Slayer-to-be squealed, giving a 'yuck' face to emphasize her point. "Boys are evil!"

Shana laughed. "Fine, we'll stay off that topic for a while. So what do you want to do?"

"Tell me a story."

"Ok." Shana had sensed the small girl's tired movements, and her reluctance admit her sleepiness. "Get under the covers."

Buffy quickly crawled up the bed, taking Mr. Gordo with her. She raised the covers and plopped on the other side, wriggling and squirming as only a small, excited child can.

Shana removed her sneakers and socks and laid next to the small child. "Do you want me to read you a story or make one up?"

"Make one up!"

"'Kay. Let's see, how shall we start it?"

"Once upon a time," Buffy offered.


Buffy scooted over so she could lay her head on Shana's shoulder. Shana put her arm around Buffy in a hug, wishing she could protect the future Slayer from the truth within the "story" she was about to tell her.

"Once upon a time, there was a beautiful girl who lived a normal life. She-"

"Was she a princess? Most stories have princesses in them," Buffy interrupted.

"No, she wasn't a princess. She was more important and more powerful than that, but she didn't know it yet. She was a warrior in the making. At first, she lived a normal life, but that was about to change."


"I'm getting to that. Be patient."

"Well, hurry up."

"Fine. One day, the girl was approached by a man. He told her of her calling to fight evil, that she had been chosen by fate to kick major bad guy patoot." Shana closed her eyes, and watched in her mind's eye the day Buffy was called. She saw Angel looking on from his shadowed vantage point and his instant love for the Slayer. "She told the man it was impossible for her to have a destiny, but she was proved wrong, when in a battle for her life, she destroyed her adversary."

"Please stop using big words that I don't know."

"Sorry. Anyway, from that point on, she trained, honing her body into a weapon, with reflexes better than Catwoman, because she had been a cheerleader for so many years. But she wasn't ready, for when she fought her first major bad guy, she could only look on helplessly as he killed the man who trained her. In the final fight against the monster, cause that's what he was, she killed him and his flunkies by burning down the school gym."

She looked down at the little girl beside her and found her asleep. Shana sighed and smiled. She kissed the future Slayer on the top of her head and slid off the bed, making sure she didn't wake her up, tucking her in and shutting off the light, placing Mr. Gordo in reach in case Buffy had a nightmare. Shana snuck downstairs and waited for the 'rents to return.
Phoenix Slayer: Ch 1
Disclaimer: If I owned this stuff, there would have been so many changes, that the show would have died long ago and there'd be no fanfic because I suck at plots

Spoilers: Anything and everything.

Author's note: this will eventually become a crossover in later chapters, so be patient. And this is also my first fanfic so plz be nice. B/A all the way!


I became determined to rewrite the buffy/angel series so that they could be together. I originally posted it on, but feel that I wasn't getting enough responses, so I'm going to post here what I have typed and posted. plz read and review. this will be a crossover eventually.

I'm going back and editing my stories from when I was a teen. I can't stand the current sloppiness of my own writing, cringing at the quality. Will attempt to edit here as well as original posts on FF.Net and AO3.
  • Listening to: i am the doctor sherlock mashup
  • Reading: mockingjay - suzanne collins
  • Watching: castle
  • Playing: nothing
  • Eating: chipotle
  • Drinking: nantucket nectars
so i haven't been on here in a couple of years, and i'm feeling a bit out of touch with the setup.  tried to submit some new stuff and it won't let me.

still in school, had to do some redirection because the old major wasn't cutting it.  hopefully this one will help me do something i love and still make some decent money.  maybe coming back on here might rekindle the fire of creativity

currently obsessed with pinterest, i practically live on there. and doctor who, so that'll probably get its own board soon.

just counting down the days to when classes start up again and debating where my next job might be.

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The Tenth Doctor: Need this?
[offers the Fifth Doctor his sonic screwdriver]
The Fifth Doctor: No, I'm fine, thank you.
The Tenth Doctor: [sarcastic] Oh no, of course, you mostly went hands-free didn't you? It was like, "Hey, I'm the Doctor, I can save the universe using a kettle and some string! And look at me, I'm wearing a vegetable."
The Tenth Doctor: Allons-y!
The Eleventh Doctor: Bow ties are cool.
The Eleventh Doctor: I wouldn't say that. The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things. Hey. The good things don't always soften the bad things, but vice-versa, the bad things don't necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant.
Clara: Run. Run you clever boy, and remember...
The Ninth Doctor: Do you wanna come with me? 'Cause if you do then I should warn you, you're gonna see all sorts of things. Ghosts from the past; Aliens from the future; the day the Earth died in a ball of flame; It won't be quiet, it won't be safe, and it won't be calm. But I'll tell you what it will be: the trip of a lifetime.
The Tenth Doctor: I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
River Song: Hello Sweetie.
The Ninth Doctor: Fantastic!
Amy Pond: When I was a little girl I had an imaginary friend and when I grew up he came back. He's called The Doctor. He comes from somewhere else. He's got a box called the TARDIS that's bigger on the inside and can travel anywhere in time and space. I ran away with him and we've been running ever since.
The Tenth Doctor: Brilliant!
The Tenth Doctor: ...The Master, He just showed up again, the same as ever
The Fifth Doctor: Oh no. Really? Does he still have that rubbish beard?
The Tenth Doctor: No, no beard this time. Well, a wife...
Donna Noble: There are things waiting in the darkness. Creatures of metal, fire and blood. But he's out there, burning through time, facing a thousand dangers across the stars and never giving up. He looks like a man but he's a legend and his name is the Doctor. He'll come back to save us and this time I'm going to be ready. Then just like that...
Donna Noble, The Tenth Doctor: We'll be gone.
Martha Jones: I battle with textbooks.
The Tenth Doctor: I battle with monsters.
Martha Jones: I've tried to save money.
The Tenth Doctor: I've tried to save the universe.
Martha Jones: I'm going to be a doctor.
The Tenth Doctor: I *am* the Doctor.
Martha Jones: Well, let's hope this box is big enough for the both of us.
The Tenth Doctor: Nah, never. Well, maybe.
The Ninth Doctor: Me? I am the Doctor.


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