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Category Archives: Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Angel
Classes at the Roadhouse
Willow had taken her seat in her potions class she had her quill ready and poised as the professor entered the room and all she could think of was broody and when she heard him she had the unnerving urge to hex his legs together he was quite the grumpy pants.
“…and even put a stopper in death.”
Willow shook her head. You could always bring the person back. Who needs a stopper when you can reverse it? Willow looked around nervously as Snape reprimanded the boy in front of her. Harry Potter, he had been in some of the books she had gotten and she really didn’t think not dying was that big of a deal.
Title: Those Darn Kids
Author: Blue Gold
Parings: Willow/Tara, Buffy/Spike, Anya/Draco, Faith/?, Xander/?, Giles/?
Fandoms: Anita Blake, Harry Potter, Supernatural, and a dash of Herc/Xena
Summary: The powers that be wanted balance and they would have had it too if it wasn’t for those darn kids. So they get rid of those kids and their vampire too. At least they tried.
Balance that was what they were there for. Not good not evil. Balance. That was what many did not understand. What they never explained to their champions, why the slayers were the way they were never to live more than a year or two. Until this unremarkable slayer, was revived by the prophecy breaker. In their millennia this was only the second time the balance had been thrown into such chaos it had been done by a pair of demi gods and mortals.
“You place them on par with the Greeks?” He asked and she shook her head.
A/N: Sorry about the super hiatus…at first I could blame school but now it’s August. Mostly the story spiraled out of control and I’ve been working on a plan to reign it in. The story will be spiraling down a couple different and hopefully be easier to follow than a dozen or so characters interacting at once. It will also be getting darker.
* Mental communication*
Xander blinked looking around. He remembered what he had said but he also had memories of the time that flash forwarded. Breaking up into teams, that had broken up all couples for their supposed safety, a spell that would send them where they were needed and where it was possible that she could be as well, and casting the spell with the help of Willow and Dawn’s blood that should anything go wrong they would instantly be drawn back to the magic shop. The right magic shop in the right universe they hoped.
Carrying another body down the stairs they had reached the chains before they realized what was wrong. Dropping the limp body on the floor they looked about the room and saw the hole.
At a speed no human could match they followed the trail out into the woods, then onto the Path. Sensing the direction they speedily made their way only to be barred by the statues of the Endless; all which had left their path waiting, The statue of Destruction shifted then bowed in the direction of the creature, who staggered back onto the path.
Buffy snorted. “I think you’re confused. Xander doesn’t have any kind of power. He gets the snacks.”
“All hail donut king,” Xander muttered a tad bit annoyed at the slayer and felt some satisfaction when his last hyena a little more then silver wisps jumped at the Slayer though it simply swirled past her, or Xander thought until he saw the little pinpricks of blood on the arm she had raised to defend herself.
“Xan was that what I think it was?” Spike asked.
Logan shifted around the Chemistry lab impatiently as Willow performed some tests on the two substances. Writing notes into a little pad she had pulled out of her bag. Watching the red head Logan smiled the lab coat she had placed on reminding him of Jean.
Willow glanced up and smiled slightly at the mutant and gasped as she looked through the microscope.
“What is it Wills?” Buffy asked from her perch at the other end of the lab table.
“It’s held together by a combination of Frog DNA and a sample of whoever they are copying. But it’s not a perfect formula. Even with the magic traces it degrades normally within three weeks. The Frog shares the same DNA pattern and eating it can help it stabilize the body when it needs to heal. I also think it may help slow the degrading process to keep the creature alive up to six months,” Willow added after doing some quick calculations.
“Bows and arrows love and mush?” Xander exclaimed. “Aren’t you supposed to be a baby?”
“Bliss steals my arrows one time…” Cupid mutters.
“My son god of joy and happiness, Obvious spawn of Mischief himself, with all the trouble he gets into, Who are you mortal?”
“Xander Harris. Now since you are a god and all can you get us out of these?”
“If you think…”
“Cupid, can you call Strife? I can’t call Ares, but I am just a mortal,” Joxer interjected trying to calm the god and learn more about their situation from someone he trusted.
The blond paused and frowned. “Its like he’s not there.”
“Look as fun as all this getting to know each other is we need to figure out a plan to get out of here. Before whoever took us comes back,” Dick states even as he attempts to work out of his chains.