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Buffy and Xena -- A Second Chance

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This story is No. 2 in the series "Buffy and Xena Crossover Stories - Series #2". You may wish to read the series introduction and the preceeding stories first.

Summary: Buffy decides she wants a second chance to be friends with Xena.

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Television > Xena-HerculesdaviderlFR151818,9490199,53415 Feb 0718 May 07Yes

Chapter One

{A.N. I do not own any rights to either the BtVS or X:WP characters. No copyright infringement is intended.}


Chapter One


"So . . . Willow."

"So . . . Buffy."

"So . . . how's the spell coming?"

"So . . . it's going fine. If you like big, fat goose eggs."

"So, it's not going so well, huh?"

"It's not going at all. I just can't make it work. I tried translating it into Latin, into the ancient Greek, and even the Sumerian that Giles knows – and nothing. The spell was written in, and for, the pre-proto-Sumerian. And that's the language it has to be recited in."

"Then do you think you could just write one?"

"I tried that, too. And I even tried basing it on the one we have, but I guess I'm just not powerful enough. Or I just don't know the proper wording, or the proper rhythm. Whichever it is, no luck."

"Do you think Anya might be able to help, somehow?"

"Who knows? Maybe if she could get Halfrek to do something, but I wouldn't count on it. She doesn't strike me as the kind of demon who would care one way or the other. And I don't know if I'd trust her anyway."

"Yeah, I see your point."

"But if you have any other ideas, feel free to chime in."

"You know, I've been thinking about the conversation I had with Xena and Ares about this god business. I told him that no one worshipped him, or the other gods, anymore since the one-god concept took hold. Of course, he wanted to know why, and Xena said something to the effect that with no followers there can be no gods."

"Like they got their power from the people?"

"Exactly. And as the numbers of their followers shrank, their powers gradually faded away until eventually the gods themselves faded away – died or evaporated, whatever."

"Makes sense."

"But what if down through the years a few of them still hung onto a small number of worshippers, just enough of them to give them enough power to perform an occasional 'miracle' to keep the believers happy?"

"That's possible, I suppose."

"So, I figure it would take an important god, or a powerful one, to keep going for, say, a couple thousand years. Like, umm, a god of war."

"I can see that happening. I assume you're talking about Ares. But if that's the case, since there always have been wars, then why haven't we been hearing about him all along?"

"Well, many wars, maybe most of them, have been religious wars, right?"

"Right."

"But almost all the religions are one-god religions, and Ares is – was, part of a collection of gods."

"Well, all of this is very interesting. Is there a point in there somewhere?"

"I'm just wondering if there is someway to contact one of these mostly neglected gods of days gone by."

"I'm sure I don't know. If anyone would, it would be someone like Spike, or maybe Clem. But I wouldn't put a lot of hope in either one."

"I was thinking more like Anya, again. For as long as she was a demon, if there was such a thing, surely she must have heard about it."

"I guess. Of course, after us pestering her so much about D'Hoffryn, she might not be particularly anxious to get involved."

"It couldn't hurt to ask. Maybe if we invited her and Xander to eat dinner with us, she might be more receptive."

……………………..

"Well, this was all very good, I suppose. Never had pineapple pot roast before, but it never hurts to try new things, sometimes, if you like that sort of thing. So, how about if you just cut to the chase?"

"Anya, you're always so suspicious. Why would you think we would have an ulterior motive?"

"Just call it the remnant-intuition of a thousand-year old ex-vengeance demon."

"Then it looks like your intuition has failed you."

"Great! Well Xander, I guess we can go, then."

"Well, there was ONE little thing we were wondering about."

"Does it have anything to do with D'Hoffryn? Then forget it. You people seem to be obsessed with him."

"No! Nothing to do with him at all. Absolutely not at all."

"We could stay for dessert," Xander suggested. "I thought I smelled carrot cake."

"All right, Buffy, what is it you want to know?"

"Back when I was talking to Ares and Xena about all the gods they had then that we don't worship now, Xena said that with no worshippers, those gods just disappeared. And we, Willow and I, were wondering if maybe some of them still might be around, hanging on with just a few people giving them just enough power to do a miracle or two to keep going."

"Are you kidding? There are so many of them in the underworld, they're like the homeless people in L.A. You wouldn't believe how competitive they are, trying to siphon off worshippers from other ex-gods."

"You wouldn't know who they are, would you? You know, any names?"

"Have you got a couple of hours, because I don't. I wouldn't even try."

"But if you wanted to find a particular one, how would you do it?"

"I don't know, go down there and ask around, I suppose."

"Would you know how to get down there?"

"Sure, if I had my powers, it'd be a snap. I could be there in a heart beat, if I really had to go, and wanted to."

"Could you tell Willow how to?"

"You don't want to go down there. Trust me on this. You DO NOT want to go."

"Actually, I really do. I want to see if I can find Ares. I figure with all the wars going on everywhere, surely HE would be there."

"She wants to go back to find Xena again," Dawn said. "I don't know why, but she does."

"Because I didn't like the way things started out between us. And the way they ended."

"What do you care? She's been dead two thousand years."

"She wasn't dead when I was there."

Anya shook her head sadly.

"Okay. Willow, there are a few things you're going to need. You'll have to cast a spell since your powers aren’t strong enough to just pop on down there. Come by the shop tomorrow about eleven and I'll have the stuff you'll need. And bring lots of money. This will be a cash only transaction."

"Plastic's no good?"

"Not in this case. We can't let Giles know what you're planning to do. I can't cover the missing items if there is a single record of them being sold."

"But how can you can hide them with cash?"

"I'll have to make it look like they were sold one at a time, over a couple of weeks. The inventory has to be right. And believe me, Giles knows what we have, what they can do, and which ones he WON'T let us sell together."

"How much money are we talking about?"

"A couple of hundred dollars, at least."

"Willow will be there, with the cash," Buffy told her.

"Instructions would be nice, too," Willow added.

"Don't worry about that. I'll have to be here when you do the spell."

"Are you coming with us?"

"Not even! You'll be on your own, and hopefully, the spell will afford you some protection."

"From what?"

"From some not-so-friendly gods wanting to using your link to this world to get here, stranding you there. But we'll go over all that. Now, before Xander goes into a sugar fit, how about that cake?"


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