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A Warrior Meets the Warriors

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Summary: Buffy is somehow in Tortall, and she meets the strangest people. BtVSTortall xover. Please enjoy, fuller summary inside. Slight hint at BA. Shiny

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Literature > Fantasy > Author: Tamora PierceSerenityFR1554,3940354,96722 Dec 063 Nov 07No

Chapter Two

A Warrior meets the Warriors

a/n: A Buffy Tortall x-over. Somewhere after the fourth immortals book

(Disclaimer, I don’t own Buffy, Angel, or and Tamora Pierce)

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Last time…



“Yeah, okay, I am Buffy the Vampire Slayer,” the blank stares she got made her groan, “You know the chosen one? She who hangs out in cemeteries a lot. The one with the strength and skill to hunt the Vampires? Into each generation a slayer is born, one girl in all the world, a chosen one, one with the strength and skill to hunt the vampires, to stop the spread of their evil. She alone will stand against the vampires, the demons and the forces of evil. She is the Slayer.”

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Blank looks met her little speech, she squeezed her eyes shut and hoped this was just a bad dream. When she opened them, the man who had stood over her when she had awoken was looking questioningly at her.

His voice warm with power fell upon her, “Buffy is it, why where you in this field?”

“I was reading from this book, and next thing I know, I’m in the dark and I wake up here, so, got any clues as to why?”

Jon stepped forward, “Perhaps we should continue this conversation inside.”

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Buffy was led up to a castle, a real castle, Raoul stayed by her side, and for that, the slayer was grateful. She was pushed into a chair and it was almost like she was being interrogated. The man who had asked why she was in the field stepped forward.

“My name is Numair; I’m going to ask you some questions, alright?” Buffy nodded, “What is your full name?”

“Buffy Anne Summers.”

“How old are you?”

“Twenty.”

“How did you kill the immortal?”

“That bird thing, I beheaded it.”

“Do your parents know where you are?”

“My mother is dead, and my father, well, he may as well be dead.”

“Are you an only child?”

“I was, until about a year ago, I was given a key to protect, they gave it flesh, and gave us all fake memories. So, I do have a sister I suppose.”

“What is a ‘key’?”

“The key, it’s the key of dimensions, when used, it opens the gates between the worlds.”

“Could that be how you got here?”

“No.”

“Are you a danger to us?”

“Well that all depends.”

Alanna stood up and walked towards Buffy, “I can sense something about you isn’t right.”

Buffy shrugged, and as she did, a young girl with reddish hair pushed into the room, “Mother, you called.”

Alanna gestured towards Buffy, the child turned her gaze on the blonde and focused, “The Black God, he-they share so much. She has traces of the dead all about her!”

Buffy just let out a frustrated sigh, “I could have told you that, I was just resurrected a few days ago.”

The muttering stopped and all eyes refocused, Numair seemed to get darker, “And yet you live.”

“Yeah, a few ‘friends’ decided to resurrect me, I wish would have stayed dead. I was happy there; they thought I was in hell. I wasn’t,” Buffy, told them, a weight lifted as she did.

Thayet stepped forward, “That doesn’t explain why you have things in common with the Black God.”

“I’m not human anymore I don’t think, or at least not fully human. This didn’t happen the first time I died, granted that was only for a minute or two, but still, I shouldn’t be able to die twice, let alone come back for a third helping!”

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TBC…

Hey, sorry it took so long, I just wasn’t in the mood to write, this chapter is kind of lame, but it had to happen to get some sort of who the hell are you out of the way. If anyone has any ideas please feel free to write me

`Serenity
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