A Warrior meets the Warriors
A/n: A Buffy Tortall x-over. Somewhere after the fourth immortals book. Thanks to all those who reviewed!
(Disclaimer, I don’t own Buffy, Angel, or and Tamora Pierce)
Buffy squinted at her plate, okay, she hadn’t signed up for this, was this even safe to eat. Rabbit, something that was learning she preferred with the skin on, and less roasted. Instead she stuck to the bread, which was better than any she had ever had, points for the days of old, and she drank hesitantly from the wine filled goblet. A certain alcohol related experience at the forefront of her thoughts.
Raoul, who sat next to her, grinned, “Vampires, are they as fearsome as the stories say?”
Buffy shrugged her shoulders, “It is in their nature to be evil, but there are those who slip through the cracks and end up being fluffy bunnies,” she snickered at the thought of Spike.
The knight raised an eyebrow, “And you really go out every night and kill them?”
Buffy nodded, “Pretty much, this will be the end of my sixth year.”
Alanna turned away from Thayet and stared, “How many have you slain?”
“I lost count after the first dozen, it just wasn’t important, I’ve seen everything from vamps to werewolves and demons, including invisible girls.”
Alanna swallowed her mouthful of wine, “They can’t be terribly powerful, you are just a little girl.”
Buffy rolled her eyes, “There’s more than to me than meets the eye. So does your weapon repertoire include wooden stakes?”
Gary snorted, “No, we don’t use weapons quite that primitive.”
Buffy scowled at him, “You can kill lots of things with a stake though. Crossbows?”
Alanna grinned, “Those we have.”
Buffy smiled, “Swords, axes, anything sharp that does well with beheading?”
Thayet leaned over to enter the conversation, “Check, check, and double check. We have everything from a to z, axe to zweihänders.”
Buffy pursed her lips in thought, “Double handed swords aren’t going to be helpful if I take you hunting, probably just get you killed. You need to be strong, quick, and have a weapon that you can use. If you can’t use it, it’ll be used against you, even if these guys are just fledglings.”
Alanna grinned, “You sound a lot like our old training masters.”
Buffy wrinkled her nose in distaste, “I think I was just insulted. Anyway, who all is coming?”
Alanna chose to answer, “Me, my husband, Gary, Raoul, Numair, Jon?”
Thayet poked her husband, “Are you going with them?”
He nodded, “I may be king, but I am not a washed up has been.”
Thayet smiled indulgently, “Of course not, dear.”
Buffy snorted, “So, Alanna, where is your husband?”
Alanna nearly choked on her meat, “Been down at the Dancing Dove all day, I swear, he is as bad as he used to be. I sent a page down to inform him of your arrival and the hunt tonight. He should be here soon, so long as he didn’t get distracted by the girls.”
It was Buffy’s turn to laugh, “Can’t say I’ve ever had that problem, but my old friend, Xander, he has had some really bad luck with girls…they always seem to want to kill him. Maybe the male population are just doomed.”
Gary, Raoul, and Jon scowled, while Thayet, Alanna and Buffy joined together in hysterics.
Sorry it took so long, I got really upset because I had writers block, and I didn’t write George in in the beginning, so I fixed it. Yay!