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"Chosen Ones"Written By: Dùlin
Archive: This arc is archived on this site with permission. Do not reproduce it anywhere without permission. Disclaimer : I don't own them. Life is not fair. Rating : R to NC-17 for violence Warnings : Crossover GW/Buffy the Vampire Slayer
which means, AU and OOC-ness for the GW characters (since they're
not humans, niark niark !) Pairings : 1x2, 3x4, 6x5, explicit references to past 13x5 Author's note : You need to know quite a bit about
the Buffy universe to understand this fic. If you don’t know
what Buffy is or stopped watching after season two, just take a browse
on the official UPN site to see what the heck this is all about. The greatest thanks to the ever faithful Karina, to Amejisuto and the best beta-reader of the world, Laurence-sama ! Please do not take or reproduce without permission.
"Chosen Ones"
Part 2 - Calling for the Chosen One “Do you think they’re going to come tonight ?”, Willow asked, hugging herself to keep her body warm. “I’m positive. Ask Giles.” “They’ll probably be back soon”, Giles said. “It looks like a ritual that they have to accomplish every night till the full moon, although I didn’t find which ritual requires a location spell in a graveyard and the opening of a dimensional portal. I hope seeing them will bring more answers.” “Why did I have to come ?”, Xander whined. “Because you’re good for diversion”, Buffy said deadpan. “Ha, ha, that’s very funny !” “Hush”, Giles said suddenly. “Here they come.” He was right. Out of the shadows, the slender forms of five young men appeared. It looked like the shadows were actually taking form and shaping their bodies. Buffy took the time to take a closer look and gasped. “God ! Since when are demons so incredibly sexy ?” “Buffy”, Xander said, “since when did you start to find demons sexy ? Oh no sorry, that was rhetorical, you already dated a demon.” “A vampire”, Buffy corrected. “And he had a soul, and you’re one to talk, Mr. Smoochies with ex-vengeance demon.” “Will you all shut up ?”, Giles asked. “Get your weapons ready. Willow, Tara, are you ready for the binding spell ?” “Yes”, Tara said in whisper. They all stopped talking to watch. The blond boy was sitting on the floor, his eyes closed. With a nod, Willow confirmed that the location spell was coming from him, although he was doing nothing visible. The tall boy with green eyes was standing by his side. The burly-looking one was leaning on the wall of the crypt, his eyes scanning the darkness around. The Chinese one was standing as if on watch. The braided one was perched on a tombstone and playing with a wisp of dark smoke he had summoned. They were not speaking, but merely exchanging short glances and smiles. After a moment, the blond boy opened his eyes. They glistened gold before turning back to a deep shade between green and blue. Buffy took a crossbow out of a bag. “Will, I get Blondie, and you and Tara cast the spell. Giles, you think you and Xander can handle the other three for some minutes ?” “That will remind me of my boxing days in university”, Giles replied. “Ok. NOW !”
“I know”, Duo answered. “We should go now.” “Just one more minute”, Trowa said calmly. Quatre opened his eyes and got up. “I’m done”, he said. “Let’s go. Make sure you’re on time tomorrow. If we ruin this, we’re dead.” The arrow hit Quatre right in the chest, where the heart of a human being was supposed to be. He stumbled backwards, but remained up. The four others turned their heads towards the unexpected attack. “Damn”, Heero said. “Didn’t feel that one coming.” “Cat, you okay ?”, Duo asked. “I’ll be fine”, Quatre stammered. “We have to get him out of here”, Trowa said with concern. “Don’t harm them, they’re just humans. Give me enough time to make us go from here. Meet us at our rallying point.” He turned to Quatre. “Ready for some teleportation ?” Quatre nodded, his face wincing a bit with pain. It was not like he was going to die any minute, but having an arrow in your chest was a painful feeling, even for the likes of him. “I got him”, Buffy said. “Willow ?” Willow and Tara began to chant something in arameic. But the taller boy suddenly held out his hands, protecting himself and his brothers behind a shield of cool green light. The spell was easily defected by it. Then, he turned to the blond boy, muttered something, waved his hand, and they disappeared in a flash of green and golden light. “Damn it!”, Buffy swore. “Get the others !” Xander took a tentative step towards the Chinese boy, who looked smaller. It was a bad idea. The boy did what looked like a series of martial art movements. Xander was not close enough for the boy to touch him, but he nevertheless felt every blow painfully. He ended up whimpering on the grass and trying to find back his breath. Buffy reached for the one near the crypt. He didn’t even move. She punched … and swore very badly as her fist suddenly crashed on a stone wall. Her opponent had disappeared. She turned around to look for him. He was just behind. His eyes seemed to focus on her, their color becoming more intense, and suddenly she was thrown backwards into the wall of the crypt, then in the air. She fell heavily on the grass. Giles had no more luck with the braided boy. This one was happily jumping, occasionally stopping to float in the air and laughing madly. His eyes had turned a creepy dark blue color. Suddenly, he joined his hands on his chest, as if in prayer. “Legion of Darkness, I call thee ! Come to the aid of thy faithful servant !” He opened his hands. A whirlwind of dark smoke appeared and exploded into thousands of crows and bats that darkened the scene immediately. When the birds finally disappeared, Buffy and the Scoobies were left to look at a deserted graveyard. They were all panting, and trying to get up. “Definitely not vampires”, Buffy gasped, “and no ordinary demons as well. Did ya see that ? He had the arrow straight in the heart, and he didn’t even fall !” “I saw”, Giles said, brushing grass from his pants. “I’ll have to do some more reading. I am not sure they are demons.” “Giles, did you see what they did ? Come on, they look like fifteen-year-old, and they put me out of the picture by looking at me !” “I know, Buffy, but the kind of conjuring that boy did rings a bell. I can’t remember where I read about that. We should go back to the Magic Box. We have work to do.” **** The green and golden light blazed in the wood cabin. One second later, Trowa and Quatre were standing there. Quatre fell to his knees, clutching his chest. He was looking pale. “Shit ! That hurts !” “Lie down. Don’t move. I’ll get you rid of it in a minute, but there no need for you to get more tired. You have to be okay tomorrow.” “I know”, Quatre said harshly. Trowa shot him a hurt glare. “I am sorry”, Quatre muttered. “Pain and I are not good friends. I should never have taken this job.” “You would be bored to death if you hadn’t taken this job”, Trowa said with a smile, helping Quatre to settle on the double bed. “And you can cause pain quite well.” “I don’t mind causing it.” There were three popping noises, and three forms appeared out of the shadow. “How is he ?”, Heero asked, walking towards the bed. “He’s gonna be fine, he just needs rest. I need you to help me, I only have two hands.” “Hmm.” “I want you to pull the arrow away.” “Does it have to be Heero doing this ?”, Quatre asked pleadingly. “He is our best telekynetic, Quatre. It will only last for a few seconds.” “For you.” “Come on, KittyCat, it’s not that much”, Duo said coming closer. “Here, you can crush my hand if you want to.” “Thanks, Duo”, Quatre said, grabbing the offered hand. “I might need it.” “Ready ?”, Trowa asked. Quatre closed his eyes an nodded. Heero held out his hand over Quatre’s body, slowly turning the palm upwards. When this was done, he made a sharp gesture upwards, and the arrow shot out of the wound. A light yelp of pain escaped Quatre’s lips. Trowa summoned his power and put his right hand on the wound. It disappeared within seconds. Duo took back his hand, rubbing it. The trace of Quatre’s nails could still be seen on the back of it. “Trowa, aren’t you supposed to be able to do this without pain ?”, he said. “I can, but it would be a waste of energy”, Trowa answered. “Moreover, Quatre can take it.” He kissed Quatre’s forehead through his light blond bangs. “Well, I can’t”, Duo complained, holding out his hand. Trowa made an impatient wave, and the traces on Duo’s hands disappeared. “Thanks, Tro !” “What was that exactly ?”, Wufei suddenly asked. They all turned to him. “We have been attacked by humans”, Wufei kept on. “Quite unusual. Although I am sure they see more than their share of unnatural creatures around here.” “What if one of them was our contact ?”, Duo asked. “Cat hasn’t been able to locate her yet.” “Well, my energy was needed for more urgent matter, and I admit having an arrow in your chest doesn’t help”, Quatre said thoughtfully. “They could come back tomorrow and disturb the ritual”, Heero said blankly. “Then, we will have to make it fast”, Quatre said. “We’re sure of the spot, we’re sure of the time. It won’t take more than a couple of minutes.” “I suggest you all lie down and have some rest”, Trowa cut in suddenly. “You will need all your strength tomorrow.” “What about you, Trowa ?”, Heero asked. Trowa smirked. “I am a Healer, Heero. If there is one among us who doesn’t need to rest, that’s me.” Heero grinned. He sat in front of the fire place. Duo soon went to join him, sitting by his side, his head resting on Heero’s shoulder. Wufei came to sit down too, summoning a flame and lighting a fire. The three boys fell into some kind of doziness, although one looking could have told they were not really sleeping. **** “I can’t find it back”, Giles said, rubbing his forehead. Books were scattered everywhere on all the tables and seats in the Magic Box. Willow, Tara, Anya, Xander and even Buffy were deep in some old dusty books, but they had had no luck. Buffy slammed the book she was holding shut. “Ok, no trace of any sect of sexy demons wearing leather pants and doing magic in graveyards. This is a waste of time.” “What else do you want us to do, Buff ?”, Xander asked, slamming his own book shut too. “It’s pretty simple. Me : Slayer. Them : Bad guys. Slayer kills Bad guys. End of story.” “And how exactly do you intend to kill them ?”, Giles asked. “From what I could see, they were more than a match to your abilities.” Buffy shifted uncomfortably on her chair. She didn’t like to be reminded of failures. “Well, it’s just … I wasn’t ready, I didn’t know what they were. Now I know how strong they are, I can give it another try.” “And get yourself killed”, Giles said deadpan. “Exactly. No !”, Buffy exclaimed. “Giles, this is mean”, she moaned. “We don’t have a clue what we are dealing with, Buffy. But I think I have an idea of why there are so many demons on the streets.” He turned to catch a book. “According to the Mesopotamian tables and after a cross-reference with the Books of Thalios, I have calculated that …” “Skip the math, Giles”, Buffy said, yawning. “I have calculated that two weeks after this month’s full moon is a particularly good period for demons to try and open the Hellmouth.” “Again ?”, Tara sighed. “But didn’t you guys stop it a few years ago ?” “We did, but guess what”, Buffy said, “there’s always one bigger villain who wants to get the job done, no matter how hard you try to tell them you won’t let them.” “So, you think that those … demons, for lack of other word, would like to summon another big disgusting demon to open the Hellmouth ?” Willow asked. “That could be it, but honestly”, Giles said with a sigh, “I have absolutely no idea as to what is going to happen. These rituals are not recorded anywhere. I doubt they are demons, but then, a human wizard is not able to cast a location spell or even disappear with a just a wave of his hand. Not to mention surviving an arrow in the heart.” “What do we do then ?”, Buffy asked. “Tomorrow is the full moon. They could try and summon their friend.” “I think the best thing to do is go there again and watch, but without attacking. We must stay out of their reach, which might prove to be difficult, since they clearly have telepathic abilities. Once we will see the creature they intend to bring here, we will know what to do.” Willow shot an awkward look to Giles. “Won’t that be a little too late, I mean, usually we try and stop the bad guys before they can do any harm, or just after they tried to do some harm.” “We don’t have a choice, I guess”, Buffy said with a shrug. “Another creepy night at the graveyard for the Scoobies. Maybe we should consider going clubbing sometimes, to break the monotony.” **** Quatre emerged from the artificial sleep Trowa had imposed upon him with the first rays of the sun. He crawled out of the bed, not bothering with clothes. Heero, Duo and Wufei were still sitting in front of the dying fire, their eyes open and apparently hypnotized by the flickering flame. They seemed relaxed and refreshed. There was no sign of Trowa. Quatre got closer to the window, and looked straight at the sun. His eyes lost their green-blue color, turning to a brilliant shade of gold that almost matched his hair. His pupils went very thin, and he just stood there, absorbing every parcel of light he could. The long arms of Trowa were around him before he could feel his presence, so absorbed was he in the joyful light of the rising sun. When he felt the tight embrace, though, he closed his eyes, and leaned on Trowa. “You miss the light ?”, Trowa whispered. “Yes. Their sun is nice, but it’s just not the same. I just wish I had time to make a trip to the Sahara desert. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen my djinns.” “What about me ? My plants don’t grow in your deserts.” Quatre chuckled. “I’m sure if you wanted to, you could find a way.” “That’s not how it’s supposed to be. Each thing has its assigned place, and it is good that way. It is up to us to restore what has been misplaced, but we are not allowed to change how the world has been ordered by those above us.” “You’re right. Each thing has its assigned place. And I know just where mine is.” Quatre turned to face Trowa, pressing his naked body on his lover’s and locking his arms around his neck. He pressed his lips lightly on Trowa’s. “It’s right here in your arms”, he whispered. “This was meant to be. I don’t want to be anywhere else.” Trowa held him closer and kissed him, his tongue requesting entrance this time. Quatre gave in and opened his mouth. Trowa’s hand were rubbing up and down his back on the smooth silk of his skin. The sexual tension was enough to wake the three others up. If waking up was the right word, for they had not been sleeping. “Hey, you two !”, Duo said brightly. “How ya doin’ Kitty ?” “Never better”, Quatre answered, still in Trowa’s embrace. “Good, ‘cause we got work to do tonight ! I’m glad Zechs finally shows up, Sunnydale sucks !” “Duo”, Heero said severely, “we’re not here for fun.” “Heee-chaaan !”, Duo moaned. “My life is devoted to fun ! I’m fuckin’ bored here. Humans are no fun. Hell, even their demons are soft !” “Great”, Wufei grumbled, “he’s going to be like this all day. I suppose we shouldn’t get out in the day ?” “No”, Trowa said, “it would be best to remain here till tonight.” Duo frowned. “This is killin’ me ! Just because some bloody traitor wasn’t able to seal some simple temporal door correctly, here I am to save the world again. Kinda ironic for someone like me. And why should I try to save it after all ?? I am not …” Heero silenced Duo by the only means that really worked. He kissed him savagely. It was efficient. Wufei sighed with relief. Two minutes of silence when Duo was in full-capacity mode were more than he expected to get. He got to the door. “I’ll be right outside. We can still enjoy some fresh air, right ?” Trowa nodded. He knew that seeing them all cuddle was not really good for Wufei’s moral, but Quatre just looked like some delicious piece of gingerbread begging to be eaten, and Trowa wanted a taste. Heero and Duo were already engaged in something more serious. That was the advantage of being able to get rid of your clothes with a snap of your fingers. Although those human-shaped bodies were decidedly delectable, Trowa thought with an appreciative look to Quatre. He didn’t resist when he fell Quatre’s legs around his waist. **** “They’re late”, Buffy sighed. “They’re not”, Giles answered. “I think their timing is perfectly studied. You can’t try and mess with time when opening a dimensional portal.” “Why do you seem so sure they’re going to do it tonight anyway ?” “Because. Watcher’s instinct.” “You’re not my Watcher anymore. I quit, remember ?” “Buffy, could we please find another time for happy chattering about my profession ? This is serious.” “I know it’s serious. But nothing’s happening right now. Oops, I was wrong.” Like the two night before, the five young men walked out of the shadows. This time, however, they did not sit or fool around. They all stood in circle, facing each other. Giles and Buffy crept closer to watch and listen. They were all very concentrated on this one goal. Open the portal to allow Zechs to come into this dimension. That would draw a lot of energy out of them, but it was necessary. And Zechs could always do his share of the job and restore them in place of Trowa for once, Duo thought. He hastily banished this thoughts of his mind, concentrating on his task. Heero held out his right hand. A flash of blue light appeared in it and elongated, turning into a long Japanese saber. The handle was black and the blade shone with a blue radiance. Heero held out the blade with his right hand towards the middle of the circle. “From the Water to the Land, I call Thee.” Duo held out his right hand after him. A black smoke transformed into a long, big medieval sword that was shining silvery gray. He turned the blade to the middle of the circle. “From the Dead to the Living, I call Thee.” A green light shone in Trowa’s hand, turning into some fine and elegant sword shining slightly silvery green. “From the Sick to the Healthy, I call Thee.” Quatre’s hand radiated with a golden light that quickly turned into a scimitar. “From the Dream to the Real, I call Thee.” Wufei finally held out his right hand. The red light in it took the shape of a short Chinese sword. “From the Ashes to the Flame, I call Thee.” The tip of the swords connected, each light blending into the others until the circle shone with a pearly white light. All of the boys were putting forth all their power for the door to open. A whirlwind began to form in the middle of their circle. The hands holding the swords began to shake, but they held on as firmly as they could. When the light became almost unbearable to behold, Quatre’s eyes suddenly turned to the golden shade that took over when he was concentrating hard. No wonder, Heero’s eyes were shining with an aquablue glimmer, Duo’s were dark and somewhat silvery, Trowa’s had an intensity in the green that was rarely shown, and Wufei’s were switching from red to black. Quatre began to tell the ritual. “Come forth as is appointed, for thy time hast come. From the place thou inhabit, I call thee. Come forth !” The other four joined in the chanting, repeating those words endlessly, until something finally materialized into the light.
A very tall man straightened up in the middle of the circle. He was wearing the same kind of clothes than the other five, except that his outfit was of a glistening white. He had a long wave of white blond hair that fell to his waist, unbound. Ice-blue eyes looked around, apparently satisfied by what they saw. “Man, why do all the fuckin’ demons in town look so damn hot ?”, Buffy muttered under her breath. ‘Cause there was no other word for that man. He looked only a few years older than the five others, and he was definitely was a Sunnydale High student would call ‘hot’. Except maybe that people don’t wear hair that long nowadays, Buffy thought, before she realized she was almost drooling. Zechs straightened up. His five aids walked to form a line in front of him. The swords vanished in a puff of air. The five young men put their right hands on their hearts and bowed. “Hail to Thee, Chosen One”, they said with one voice. Zechs felt home at last. They had done it, as he trusted them to do. He watched each one of them very carefully, almost tenderly. Then, he put his right hand on his heart, and bowed in return. “Hail to Ye, Spirits of the World. My Grace is
upon Ye and Your Grace upon Me.” ~ * ~ |
