Fanfic #59 Hell is other angels by hiver(Buffy)

This fanfic is an si fanfic into the world of Buffy the Vampire Slayer with some elements taken from the Dresden files. This fic is complete, with an incomplete sequel, but the author is still active so he might update it one day. The fic stays away from the main cast and has its own story, which I always like.

Synopsis: N/A

Rated: M

words: 72k

https://forums.spacebattles.com/threads/hell-is-other-angels.405937/reader/

Here's the first chapter:

I slowly came to a halt, the hot sunshine beating down from above as I reached up to feel my pulse while gasping for breath.

Bloody hell.

Taking fifteen seconds to catch my breath again, I resumed running. Had to get fitter. Had to get faster. Had to get harder to catch.

Waking up in Sunnydale was the worst thing that could happen to... well, pretty much anyone. I suppose it was some kind of dark god's joke. I write self insertion fanfiction and he drops me into fucking Sunnydale.

Even worse, I'm not even a main character. I was...me. And even worse, I was mid-teens me. I was a background character. In Sunnydale. I saw Buffy within three hours of waking up for the first time.

Even worse than that? I remembered just enough about the series and universe to know enough to be terrified. Details? It was ten years since I saw it! And basically everything was muddled up in my head with fanfiction. I had no idea what was canon or not, nor if I was in canon.

In short, I was fucked and anything I knew was very, highly, suspect.

The second I realized what was going on after waking up, I bet on it being either a hallucination or real.

In case it was the second one, I basically tore the entire room apart until I found a box of money. I was halfway to the bus-stop before I stopped and forced myself to think.

Getting out of town wouldn't help. Demons and vampires were everywhere, not just in Sunnydale. So first order of business was to find out where in the timeline I was. Considering Sunnydale was not a crater, it was not late or end of series. Oh, and highschool so it was early series.

No matter where I went, I was fucked and could easily run into something that wanted to eat me. Especially considering that something put me here for some kind of cosmic joke. I could only assume whoever it was would escalate if I tried to leave.

I had things I might know, despite how fucked I was, I have some advantages even if I didn't remember much or even know if this was the 'prime' world. I knew the Mayor was most likely some sort of super warlock. I knew the military were going to experiment on demons. Spike was coming. Angel was an... okay, good guy might be pushing it. I remember that other things were coming. Illyria. Something about evil nerds.

A lot of maybes.

But there was one thing, one single thing I knew for certain. I was way too fucking shrimpy to be living in Sunnydale.

Which meant getting in shape. Not that it would get me up to the level of a vampire, but anything to close the gap was a good idea or at least give me a chance to get away.

Which also meant that I'd found religion in a bloody hurry. A lot of them, in fact. I was carrying half a dozen religious symbols from as many religions at any given time.

Considering the universe, they were likely just as big dicks as the other side but if they kept me from getting eaten, I'll take it.

Panting, I stopped and pulled out my small water bottle, taking a long swig before glancing up at the sun. Still midday.

They mostly came out at night.

Mostly.

The fact that I can say that with total honesty was just so fucked up. My plan was to... survive. Which meant some simple things. Keeping to public places but away from crowds. Staying behind locked doors with what defenses I could research and gather well before sunset. Carry as much defenses as I could without making myself a target.

I was a human in Sunnydale. Which made me prey. Well, if I was going to be prey, I would be the big dangerous buck, not the limping little doe. There are easier prey, so why go for me? Demons were like all other predators.

I had a chance. A small chance, but the key was simple. Don't look eatable and stay the fuck away from Buffy and her group.

But you know what was even worse than waking up in Sunnydale one morning? Going to highschool again. As a Swedish exchange student of all the fucking cliched things! I even detested to use that excuse in my hack stories! Whoever did this to me needed a fucking boot to the face for that alone.

At the very least, I had a small apartment and all the papers needed as well as an account with enough money to live(if barely) transferred to it every month. I had thought about trying to track who was giving me the money, but that required a hacker most likely and that meant Willow and that was a whole pile of NOPE!

Not even sure I wanted to start pulling on that string anyway. It might wake up the spider.

Well, as... frustrating as going to school again was, at the very least I knew most of the stuff being taught, I just needed a review of most of the subjects and it allowed me to focus on not getting eaten by something.

Taking another swig from the water bottle I let out a sigh, just enjoying the warmth of the sun as I got my breathing back under control. Five minutes break and then I'll head back home.

Two months in Sunnydale and I was still not food or had anything lay its eggs in my brain.

I think.

I had to kinda count that as a win. A big, giant extended middle finger in the face of whatever put me here to be... eaten. Let's go with eaten because I'd rather not think about any scarier scenarios. The fact that being eaten was the least scary one was just depressing.

Shaking my head, I ran my hand through my short hair. Two months and it still felt strange not to have long hair anymore. I thought about letting it grow, but it would mean something that could be grabbed.

Any advantage.

I needed every advantage I could get.

Shaking my head I smiled. But screw all this for now. It was Friday, class had been canceled because the teacher, Mister Howard, didn't show up. I tried not to think about why he didn't show up.

But it give me half a day free and that alone needed some kind of punctuation. I'm making some pizza today.

Sliding the small water bottle back into my belt, I turned to head back home before stopping. Oh, free money. Today really was a good day.

Leaning down I reached down and picked up the silvery coin.

"A nice day indeed my host." a feminine voice whispered against my right ear as my fingers touched the metal.

My heart skipped a couple of beats and I suddenly forgot how to use my lungs as ice cold terror flooded my body.