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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 8 - The Seer Speaks … The house was definitely creepy. Not that there weren’t a lot of creepy houses around Sunnydale. But there was no need for a ‘Keep out’ sign in front of that one. Anyone coming in would have been utterly surprised to see that it was decorated in a strange shades of pink, mauve and blue, and that people were actually living in it. If you could call them people. Dorothy was sitting in the living-room and currently in the process of shooting furious glances to a pacing Treize. “You failed”, she said, her voice icy-cold. “I can try again”, Treize said. “It’s only a matter of time before he realizes what I have to offer him. If his friends hadn’t arrived ….” “Exactly, Treize. If you had done what you were supposed to do and if you hadn’t wasted time, Wufei would be on our side now. But don’t expect to catch him alone again. Now that they’ve seen you, they will be careful.” “I can handle this !” “I don’t care. This part of the plan was your idea, and it didn’t really fit into the Master’s project anyway. You will never make him come to our side. We shall now move on to the next step.” “But …” The objection was cut short as Dorothy went up. She sighed. Working with Warrior Spirits was a pain in the ass, she thought. Well at least, working with Treize was. The man was so sure of his power that he could do some very unexpected blunders. And he was actually quite vain too, which could make him remarkably annoying sometimes. Fortunately, Une wasn’t that way. But then, Une’s flaw would be that she was completely infatuated with Treize. Une came in just at that moment. She was wearing a short purple tight leather skirt, high black boots, a tight black T-shirt and a long purple leather coat that was falling down to her heels. The look was completed by a black choker around the neck. As usual, her hair was tied up in the plaited buns she always wore. “Une, finally”, Dorothy said. “How did it go ?” “Heero saw my little message. He was with Duo. But there’s one thing bothering me.” “What ?” “They were with a girl. I never saw her before.” “A spirit ?” “No. A human.” Dorothy smirked. “Are they trying to work with humans ? They are definitely stupid. Humans are of no avail.” “Very good for carving messages, though”, Une said absentmindedly. Dorothy came to sit in a very large armchair. In front of it was a low table, and on that table something that looked suspiciously like the crystal ball of a crystal-gazer. “I think it is time for us to summon some of our friends here. The war has begun.” Dorothy put a hand on the ball. Her eyes flashed briefly golden before turning to a gloomy silvery black. The ball emitted a strange light and a hissing sound. Smoke erupted from it, and in the smoke, a shape appeared, straightening up. The newly summoned spirit didn’t look at all like she was a higher being. In fact she looked like a regular fifteen-year-old girl. Her long dark blond hair was tied up in a ponytail, and she had beautiful blue eyes. She was wearing a white dress. She nodded to each of the present Spirits, bowing her head a bit lower for Dorothy. “You called me, Dorothy-sama ?” “Relena, my child, we will probably need your talents soon. Our enemies are already here. Une and Treize unveiled their presence, but I think I am undiscovered yet. You are allowed to go out and do what you wish until the Master arrives.” The young girl bowed her head again. “Thank you, Dorothy-sama.” And she vanished. **** Some days had passed with relative quiet. The expression ‘relative quiet’ had been made up by Duo to express the fact that they had only had to eliminate fifteen demons and two dozens of vampires in three days. It’s at that moment that Buffy truly regretted teaching the spirits what a pillow fight was and in which case you were supposed to engage one. Once the boys were over, the living-room was ravaged, mostly because all of them had cheated and used their telekynesic abilities to make the pillows hit Duo and then everyone who came into their reach. Tonight was a night off for Buffy. She felt very awkward about it. The world could be ending in a week, and she was taking a night off. Zechs had insisted. “You have done more than your share of the work”, he had said. “But I am afraid this is only the beginning. As you don’t have our capacities, you need to gather your strengths again. Wufei and I will cover the town for tonight.” That’s why Buffy was left to stare at the ceiling of her room, trying to understand what was really happening. Two weeks ago, she had been, well, not perfectly happy, but in her daily routine. College the day, slaying the night, occasional trips at the Bronze, Mom fussing about grades, and so on. Now, she had Holy Spirits trying to save the world and wanting her help. Fuckin’ sexy holy spirits that were all dating another guy like them. Buffy wondered how her thoughts had come this way, but she understood. Her mom’s room was just behind the wall, and Trowa and Quatre were not exactly discreet. Buffy bit her bottom lip and tried not to laugh nervously. ‘There are two holy spirits having sex in my mom’s bed’, she thought. ‘Oh God.’ Quatre lay down on his pillow. His whole body was glowing golden in the darkness, almost lighting the whole room. His eyes had also turned gold, a rich deep color. He was almost purring with contentment. Trowa was lying by his side, his arms folded behind his head and his eyes closed. “Trowa”, Quatre whispered. “What ?” “I love you.” Trowa smiled and opened his eyes. They were very green, blazing in the dark. “I love you too, sweet desert angel.” Quatre chuckled. “I am not an angel. You’ve never even seen an angel for real.” “Well, I bet they look just like you. And if not, then it’s a shame, and I don’t wanna see them.” Trowa cocked his head to one side. “You would look great with a pair of those great fluffy white wings, you know, Quatre”, he said. Quatre’s eyes sent little sparkles of happiness. He concentrated just a bit to create the illusion. Beautiful iridescent white wings seemed to sprout out of his back, unfolding around his body. They were emitting a low white radiance blending with the gold. “Like this ?”, Quatre asked. Trowa nodded, gasping a bit at the wonderful sight in front of him. “Yes. Just like this.” Trowa captured Quatre’s lips in a long deep passionate kiss. The wings closed around their bodies pressed together, hiding them from view. Trowa looked down and laughed softly. “What is so funny ?”, Quatre asked. “Nothing, except this is the first time I see an angel getting hard just because I touch him. That’s flattering.” Quatre smacked Trowa lightly on the head, and the wings disappeared, but the blond spirit was fighting back a laugh. “Just tell me how I could not get aroused when you touch me like this”, he said. “Good point”, Trowa admitted. “And since it clearly is a proof of my talents as a lover, I should take it as a compliment.” Quatre nestled himself in Trowa’s arms. The nights on Earth were so peaceful. The stars were so beautiful, seen from here. Trowa’s hands began to play with his body, but Quatre stopped the game. “Buffy needs to sleep, Trowa. We should stop making noise now.” “Okay. But that’s a shame.” Trowa gazed at the stars too, just bathing in the love and confidence that was radiating from Quatre. “Are you afraid, Quatre ?”, he suddenly asked. “Afraid of what ? Dying ? The end of the world ? That kind of stuff ?” “Yes.” “I am not. Fear is one of the few emotions that I have trouble feeling for myself, although I can feel it quite well when using my empathy on other people.” Quatre stopped talking for a moment, just to steal a kiss from Trowa. “I am not afraid, because I hope. I do not know what is going to happen, but for once, I think it’s best. It means that fate is not already written, and that it’s up to us to make it end our way. That’s why I’m not afraid. Even though I know it could end badly and we all could die.” The blond boy looked up at Trowa. “Are you afraid ?”, he asked. Trowa shook his head. “I’m with you”, he whispered. “No need to be afraid when the Master of Illusions is taking care of me.” **** Tara and Willow were back in their room on the UC Sunnydale campus. The need for fresh clothes had led them back here, and also the need for a bit more intimacy. Not that Buffy’s guestroom wasn’t nice, but Trowa and Quatre were actually a bit loud, and both Tara and Willow had soon understood that since they didn’t really need to sleep, they had found a lot of other interesting activities to practice at night when they weren’t out hunting the bad guys. Willow threw her bag on her bed and began unpacking it. “Isn’t this just simply amazing ?”, she said with a delighted smile. “I mean, do you realize that we have met higher beings from a dimension above ?? I … I am just trying to hammer into my poor little head that this isn’t a dream.” Tara just smiled, unpacking her own stuff. “It’s just freaking me out a bit, but the power they wield … I mean when Trowa asked me to help him healing Quatre, it was like … I felt like I was connected to the life of the Earth, like I could feel the planet’s heartbeats !!! I am …” Willow stopped and looked at her lover, her face a bit worried. “I am saying this again for at least the thousandth time. You’re supposed to stop me when I do this.” “I like you when you do this”, Tara chuckled. “Do you think it’s normal for me to be so overjoyed when I know the world could end in a week ? I mean, we’ve been there before, but I should be dead scared, my guts should be tied up in a knot, and here I am, babbling about higher spirits and powers and all … How heartless is that ??” Tara took the red-haired girl in her arms and softly brushed her lips against Willow’s. “It’s okay, Will. I know what you mean. They are amazing.” The blond witch came back to unpacking her things. “You really like them too, I can tell”, she kept on. “Especially Quatre.” “Yeah, I don’t know why. He’s just … I have a feeling he always knows what is going on in my head. It’s a bit disturbing. But they all are … awesome.” “Should I start worrying and get jealous ?” “No ! Of course not !” “I was joking, Willow.” “Oh. Sorry, I … ends of the world make me a bit nervous even if I don’t show it all the time.” “So, what did you and Quatre talked about that last time when you were together alone ?” “I didn’t tell you ?” “Actually, you didn’t have time. Remember, he left to get Wufei after that, then there was some commotion, and then we all got on the streets to start hunting the beasts, and I suppose it slipped out of your mind.” Willow sat on her bed, looking outside the window. “We talked about love.” “Love ?” “He said strange things. Like Love should be unconditionally given and received. And if you have to find a reason as to why you love someone, you don’t really love them.” Tara said nothing. She merely watched her lover. She could almost hear the wheels spinning inside her head. Willow’s love life was a strange thing, and being part of it was amazing. “Do you think he’s right ?”, Tara finally asked. “I do. I gave a lot of thought to that, I looked at what we have, and I came to the conclusion that he was right, but …” “But what ?” “I don’t know. I had the feeling he was trying to say something else when he said that. It was not just about him and Trowa, or me and you, it was … more general. Like something I knew long ago and that was suddenly brought back to my memory. I’m explaining bad, but that’s it basically.” “I think I know what you mean”, Tara said thoughtfully. “I think he was giving you a clue.” “A clue for what ?” “For saving our world”, Tara said very low. **** They were all in Buffy’s living-room again. It turned out it was the best place for discreet reunions. Buffy was keeping count of how many demons and vamps obviously involved with the evil spirits they had killed. They had shut the drapes, since Angel was with them too. Zechs had taken the armchair in front of the fire place. The five younger spirits were all stacked on the couch or in front of it. Buffy was pacing up and down, and animatedly speaking with Giles and Zechs about what their next course of action should be. Quatre wasn’t really listening. A part of his mind was recording the conversation, but by looking in his eyes, you could have told he was far away. He was sitting on a cushion on the floor, his cheek against Trowa’s thigh. The Healer was playing with his hair, his fingers curling light-blond strands. Quatre felt strangely unsettled and uneasy, which wasn’t normal, since Trowa playing with his hair was one of the most comforting things in the world for him. “But if we don’t attack, then all we do is react to what they do. We’re always one step behind”, Buffy said. “You’re right”, Zechs admitted, “but unfortunately for the moment, we don’t have a choice. Dorothy is a master of concealment, and she can hide their traces most effectively. Maybe Quatre could eventually find them, but it would be a waste of time. When they think they’re ready, they will come to us. All we have to do is wait.” “I hate waiting”, Duo grumbled. “Except if Heero waits with me”, he added with a bright smile to the Warrior Spirit. Heero didn’t react. In fact, Duo realized that the blue eyes were fixed on Quatre. Everyone turned to watch the blond spirit. His eyes had changed color, but they were not golden. They were completely black. The pupil couldn’t be distinguished from the rest of his eyes, darkness invading the entire orb. “Oh oh”, Duo said. “What ?”, Buffy asked. “What is going on ? What’s happening to him ?” Zechs silenced her with a move of his hand. Quatre got up very slowly. Buffy noticed that if the spirits looked a bit apprehensive, they were not trying to stop anything that was happening. And to hell if she knew what was happening right now. Quatre moved to the center of the living-room. His body began to glow and it slowly changed shape. It was weird for a moment, like having two images blending in one, but when it was over, a tall red-haired woman was standing in place of Quatre. She was wearing a black robe that looked a lot like what a Greek priestess could have worn, and her eyes were silvery gray, glowing. Zechs got up and bowed to the strange apparition. So did the other spirits. “Hail to Thee, Catherine”, Zechs said. “Hail to Thee, Chosen One”, Catherine answered. “I come to thee now, as the fate of the world changes. Listen to my words and fear, for Darkness has come.” Zechs didn’t say anything. Buffy moved uneasily. If that devastated her living-room again, she would suggest to do the next gathering in the Magic Box. “The hour is dark”, Catherine said. “But through Darkness a Light can be seen. When Fire burns, but does not consume, when the nightmare and the dream blend, when the sickness of the world is healed, Thou shalt go to Him. When the day becomes dark and lightning strikes, Thou shalt fight Him. When all seems lost and even Death cries, Thou shalt reach out for the source of the Real Power. And all the right shall be restored again that was turned wrong. Behold the Power and bow before him, and all that Thou fought for shall be given to Thee. Fail to grasp it and Thou shalt die, Thou and Thy kin, forever engulfed in Darkness, for endless ages to come.” The woman’s body glowed briefly white and suddenly, Quatre was there again. He gasped and fell on his knees just where he was. “Shit ! She could at least warn me when she does that ! It would only take her a couple more seconds !” “You okay ?”, Trowa asked. “I’m fine, but if anyone sees my brain around, please don’t step on it.” “Come here.” Quatre went to the couch and snuggled into Trowa’s arms. Buffy stepped forward. “I suppose you know the chick”, she started. “Chick ?”, Zechs asked, a little lost. “She means the girl”, Willow said quickly. “What did just happen exactly ? That was … strange.” Willow shivered. And actually, the room was quite cold now. The humans turned to Zechs, waiting for an explanation. “Catherine is a Seer”, the Light Spirit said. “Seers never come down to other dimensions, they use people who are already there as messengers. Some humans, for example.” “You mean that all the crystal-gazing stuff is not always crap ?”, Xander asked. “Most of it, yeah”, Duo said. “But when a human is possessed by a Seer, there’s a good chance you will really know the future. That is, if they want to tell you.” “Quatre is our private messenger”, Zechs kept on with a smile. “Seers and spirits of the Dream have very similar abilities, they only use them differently. That’s why spirits of the Dream are the perfect vessels for messages.” “I resent being a perfect vessel”, Quatre groaned. “It gives me a headache every time.” “What was she talking about ?”, Buffy asked. “I mean, I understood the words separately, but put together, it doesn’t make any sense to me.” “You just heard a prophecy”, Zechs explained. “It’s always a bit cryptic.” Duo laughed. “Listen to you, Zechs ! A bit cryptic ! Let’s be clear, no one understands shit to prophecies until they actually come to pass. That’s what you’re supposed to do with them, keep them in mind until anything looking like that happens. And then, you’re left to do what ya want anyway, because a Seer is never gonna tell you what you should do to save the day !” “Why do they do prophecies, then ? What’s the point ?”, Buffy asked, frowning. “Seers are here to give you options and choices”, Quatre explains. “They are not really concerned with the fate of the world anyway. They See, but they don’t act. And it’s lucky that they sometimes share what they See with us.” “I suppose the opening of the Hellmouth is somethin’ big enough for them to help us”, Duo said with a shrug. “Since they could all die too.” “So what do we do with this … prophecy ???”, Willow asked. “You heard it. She gave us two options”, Zechs said. “Either we find the source of the real power, or we all die.” “And what is the source of the real power ?”, Buffy asked. “I don’t know.” “WHAT ?” Zechs smiled. “As Catherine said, this is for us to find out when we are put in the situation she described. We will not know it before.” “I don’t really like the part when all is lost and even Death cries”, Duo said. Heero squeezed his hand. “So now, we just keep on with casual hunting, and we wait for the prophecy to come true ?”, Buffy asked, frowning. “That’s the best we have to do”, Zechs said. “But the opening of the Hellmouth should take place in less than a week. Whatever happens, it will happen soon.” “Very nice.” There was a loud popping noise, and everyone turned to try and see who was here. A whirl of darkness appeared and unveiled a young girl with blond hair and blue eyes. She straightened up and looked at the spirits with wide eyes sparkling with malice. She spotted Heero and waved happily at him. “Heero ! There you are !! I’ve been looking for you !” Heero rolled his eyes and let out an exasperated sigh. “Hi, Relena !”, he said coldly. “Want me to kill you again ?” “I think I’d like that a lot”, the girl
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