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Summary: When Xena and Gabrielle's lives are threatened by a mystical evil, the shaman Morgar exchanges Gabrielle's and Willow's spirits into each others' bodies, hoping that Willow's magic can save their lives.

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Television > Xena-HerculesdaviderlFR152020,75202314,67412 Jul 0818 Aug 08Yes


{{ I claim no rights to any characters of Xena: Warrior Princess or Buffy the Vampire Slayer. }}

The Witch and the Warrior

Chapter One


"Xena, is anything wrong? You've been unusually quiet ever since we broke camp."

"No, just thinking about the dream I had last night."

"A nightmare?"

"No, not a nightmare. A vision, from Yakut. "

"Yakut? I haven't heard that name in what, twenty years? Longer?"

"It was before Ares put us in the ice cave, so twenty five years plus. The last time we heard from her was when you gave Eve your Rite of Caste and she was initiated into Yakut's tribe."

"That's right, I remember! There had been a battle against nomads and Yakut and Amarice were killed."

"Until the vision, I had almost forgotten about them."

"Didn't it also have something to do with a sacred dagger? What was it called? The Umat, or something like that?"

"It was the Utma. And the woman savior they brought from the future was also the Utma. If I remember right her name was Cyane."

"So, what about Yakut?"

"She was warning me about some kind of danger. Something evil, and mystical. She kept fading in and out, like it was all she could do to keep from being pulled back into the Land of the Dead before she could finish."

"Exactly what kind of danger?"

"She was kind of vague, but she kept insisting both of us were in grave danger from an evil and mystical apparition or force -- something."

"Well, if it's evil, and mystical, then I can only think of one person vile enough, and magical enough to worry about."

Xena nodded in agreement. "Alti."

"But she's dead."

"Her body is dead, but not her evil spirit. Evil like that never truly dies."

"So, what are we supposed to do?"

"She said there is a powerful shaman named Morgar we need to find. She said he isn't powerful enough to protect us, but with her help he will have enough magic to bring a protector to us."

"She didn't happen to mention where we can find this Morgar, did she?"

"Not exactly. Just that if we go back to the tribe, we will find him, or he will find us."

"But after so long, they might have died off, or left their hunting lands."

"Yakut assured me we that if we followed the same trail as before, we will find each other."

"Is he one of the Amazons – a man?" Gabrielle asked incredulously.

"No, I don't think so. I got the impression they tolerate his nearness because he IS very powerful. But whether it's because they fear him or because he helps them, I don't know. I guess we'll find out."

"So we're definitely going, then?"

"I think we should. If it was just me, maybe I wouldn't. But I can't take the chance something might happen to you."

"Xena --- never mind."


Gabrielle shook her head with an affectionate smile. "Will you ever stop worrying about me?"

Xena reached out and gently caressed Gabrielle's cheek. "As long as there's breath in my body, never."

"So I guess we should see about supplies, and heavy coats, for the journey, huh?"

"I guess we should. Since we're low on dinars, I think I need do some hunting before we get to the next village. There's always a market for freshly killed deer."

"And I can set snares, and catch fish. As I recall, there's a river about a day's ride from here."

"Sounds like a pretty good plan. We'll split up for a few days. I'll get a deer or two and you can trap rabbits, or whatever, and catch as many fish as you can."

"Should I smoke them?"

"Might as well. It won't take that long. Maybe I'll butcher the deer. We'll just have to see how it goes."

And with a quick hug, and wishes for good luck, the two women parted ways, going in opposite directions.
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