: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer
nor am I in any way associated with anyone who does. Second verse same as the first - I do not own Moonlight
nor am I in any way associated with anyone who does.Note:
Details/Details: This is a Buffy/Moonlight
Crossover, and while I'm aware that by the time I post this we will have (hopefully) much more Moonlight
canon, I actually started this part/fanfic the Sunday after seeing the episode The Mortal Cure
on Friday. At that point most of the ideas here could
(slim to no chance, but...) have been canon.
Anyway, there are SPOILERS here for Moonlight
up to The Mortal Cure
/Fated to Pretend
The above note was typed before Moonlight
was canceled. I'm sad, because I think Moonlight
could have been one of those great shows. Oh well.Consequences V - Moonlight
Suddenly the pain vanished, and Buffy opened her eyes, then blinked. They had apparently landed in the middle of a fight. At least, Buffy thought, they weren't involved in the fight this time.
The main conflict seemed to be between a dark haired female and a tall dark haired male. When the male turned slightly, Buffy blinked, one of his eyes was black the other was lighter, but she didn't know if it was blue or green, though she suspected blue.
Just as Buffy realized that they were vampires, she felt Spike grab her arm, and she reached out for Xander; together they moved back and hopefully out of the way. Not that Buffy was against helping, but since they'd just popped in she really had no idea which side was the right
side. Until she could work that out, she would (if the people fighting would allow it) stay out of the fighting.
Another slightly smaller than the first male went flying backwards, Buffy felt herself tense. She wasn't sure how she knew this, but she knew that the male who'd just went flying was human while the bigger male was a very old vampire. However, after being in a world where vampires were legal, Buffy wasn't sure if she should step in or not. She didn't want to end up in jail on her first night here.
Buffy looked outward, and realized they were in the center of an almost deserted street. There were some cars spaced out, and Buffy wondered why, because while she could see some houses they were off in the distance. Still despite the presence of the cars there was no one else around. Perhaps the fighters had driven the cars here.
Buffy shrugged. It wasn't as though that was the most important thing at the moment.
"Buff," Xander whispered beside her. "Where are we?"
"I'm not sure," Buffy said equally quiet, though she knew whispering wouldn't keep the things in the alley from hearing them, but hopefully they would be so focused on their own conflict that they wouldn't notice the three of them.
"So, when do you think we'll get back there
Buffy shrugged. "Eventually."
Xander barely managed to hold back a laugh.
"So," Xander finally spoke again. "What do we feel is right here?"
Now it was Buffy's turn to hold back a laugh.
"I haven't decided yet," Buffy replied. "However, there is a human over there, and while he has clearly been smacked around, I don't think he's dinner."
"Course not," Spike said. "They seem to be treating him like family."
"Um, how does a smack-down equal family?" Xander asked, and Buffy almost understood where he was coming from, but vampires were different from humans, but how to explain this in a way Xander would understand?
Spike smirked, then opened his mouth. A moment later, he seemed to be having the same problem she was. Finally, he closed his mouth, and just shook his head.
"If he was just dinner he'd all ready be dead," Spike said seconds later as though that explained everything.
"You should know this," Buffy said to Xander suddenly. "Vampires behave differently from humans."
Even though he remained silent Buffy could almost hear him saying "Duh!"
"Think he's a toy?"
"I said they were treating him like family," Spike snapped. "If he were a toy they wouldn't be treating him like family now would they?"
Xander opened his mouth, then visibly changed his mind, and slammed his mouth closed.
When it became clear Xander wasn't going to speak again, Buffy turned her attention back to the natives. The fighting appeared to have stopped, at least for the moment. The human was battered, but alive, and he'd somehow gotten the upper hand on the large thug-like vampire who'd been attacking him.
Buffy frowned. There was a wooden stake sticking out of said vampires chest and yet said vampire wasn't dust, nor did he appear to be dying.
Buffy sighed. New world, new rules, but it really would suck if stakes wouldn't kill vampires. If that was the case, Buffy wondered if she would have to brush up on her beheading skills. She suspected she would never get used to the ever changing rules.
"You think Angelus and Vander are still there
?" Buffy asked, while keeping on eye on the almost frozen group before them.
Spike frowned. "Wasn't Vander told by the demon that was his reality now?"
Buffy nodded, she'd completely forgotten about that.
"So, he's probably back there."
"Maybe Angeles will phone home before we get back," Xander said hopefully.
Spike smirked, but Buffy suspected he was hoping for the same thing.
Somehow, and Buffy couldn't say how or why she suspected such, but she suspected Angelus was the reason they would eventually end up back in that reality.
Buffy shivered. Suddenly, she realized that she, Xander, and Spike were not the only ones watching the scene before them. There were two others, cloaked in shadow, one was an old vampire, but somehow familiar.
Buffy blinked, and for a moment, she thought it was Angel or Angelus, but quickly realized that couldn't be, because the feel from the vampire said he was older than Angel. The second one could have been, because he was closer in age to Angel, but he didn't feel at all familiar to her, so it couldn't be him.
"You can't take me to him
," the woman said suddenly, and Buffy could feel her fear.
"You made your choice."
"Stop!" Buffy said suddenly. She wasn't exactly sure why, but the female was clearly terrified, and Buffy found that she simply couldn't stand back and do nothing.
She almost regretted speaking when every thing
in the alley turned their attention to her. Actually, it was almost enough to make her run, but she'd made her decision, and she wasn't about to change her mind. Of course, Spike and Xander stepping out of the shadows behind also helped her stand strong.
"What has she done that is so wrong?"
The vampire didn't release his grip on the females throat, but he did turn to face Buffy.
"Nothing that is any of your business."
Buffy smiled. "I'm making it my business."
Buffy blinked. It had been a long time since she'd been mistaken for human. It was almost funny, because at this point she was even less human than she'd ever been, but standing before this vampire she suddenly felt more human than she had in a long time. For that reason alone she decided to let the vampire live.
"You should just walk away."
Soft, almost touchable laughter sounded from the shadows, and Buffy almost fainted when Dracula stepped out into the open. She felt, more than saw, Xander tense. He'd been even more upset after the whole Dracula episode than she'd been.
"She isn't any more human than you are."
Buffy was surprised again when the vampire released the female and actually bowed to Dracula. She was stunned when the female bowed herself.What the hell was going on here?
Dracula was a vampire from her reality. Wasn't he? Buffy couldn't deny that Dracula was different from the other vampires of her reality.
"Coraline has been a very naughty little girl," Dracula ignored the vampires and faced Buffy. The vampires seemed a bit confused that their apparent leader was wasting time with a human, but they held themselves very still.
Xander on the other hand, moved back and was now standing behind but almost in-between Buffy and Spike. She could admit that Dracula unnerved her a bit, as well, thought clearly not as much as he did Xander. Thankfully Dracula seemed more amused than offended by Xander's actions.
"She's stolen something of ours," Dracula explained. "What she's done is forbidden, and she knew that."
Spike raised an eyebrow, and Buffy almost frowned. Spike seemed the least impressed/affected by Dracula.
"She's trying to find a cure," Dracula said.
"A cure?" Spike asked.
"For for what we are," Dracula replied. The vampire with mis-matched eyes seemed even more confused. Buffy almost understood. If Dracula was his leader, it would be confusing to watch him stand here explaining things to a mere mortals.
"It has been tried before."
"Let me guess," Spike said. "There was violence and death."
Dracula smiled. "But she's also broken other rules. She turned a human who didn't want to be one of us."
Okay, now Buffy was confused. Dracula himself had tried to turn her, and she hadn't wanted it. Buffy almost sighed. He'd almost made her want it, but without his mind games she never would have. So, in her mind he was as guilty as this Coraline was.
Suddenly everything came together in Buffy's mind and she understood. "So, let me get this right. She's trying to find a cure for this vampire she made who didn't want it."
Dracula gave a little half smile.
Spike, on the other hand, was grinning madly, and when he saw her watching he smirked.
"We're all fools for love eventually, pet."
Something that was a cross between a smile and a smirk crossed Dracula's face.
"Okay," Buffy said. "So, she screwed up, but now she's trying to fix her mistake."
When Dracula nodded, Buffy saw red.
"But trying to fix her mistake is unacceptable, so she must be punished," Buffy almost growled. "That's not right! Have you ever been in love?"
Dracula froze, and while he was still looking at her, Buffy knew he wasn't seeing her.
"That wasn't supposed to be a stumper," Buffy said, and then almost laughed as she remembered the last time, so very long ago, when she'd said the same thing to another vampire. She pushed away those memories, because this was not the time to wallow in pity over what was lost.
Dracula flashed her a small secretive grin, and Buffy realized the human on the ground was watching her very intently. She'd thought he was out cold.
Buffy sighed. "Okay, lets put this a different way then. By your own rules
she messed up in turning an unwilling human, so she tried to fix that by making him human again."
Dracula laughed lightly. "You do not even know her."
Buffy shrugged. "But I've decided I like her," because despite everything she's trying to do the right thing.
Dracula laughed outright this time.
"You like her because you feel she is trying to do the right thing."
Buffy paused. Was he reading her mind? That was a disturbing thought, but she pushed it away for the moment.
"Yes. She's trying to correct a mistake she
made, and if successful, it would make everybody happy, right?"
"Ah," Dracula said. "But she thought making him a vampire in the first place would make him happy."
Buffy frowned, than waved him off. "Yes, I get that. She screwed up, but clearly he's," Buffy waved her hand at the human on the ground, "perfectly happy being human. So what's the harm in letting her try?"
"You have no idea," Dracula replied, and took a step closer, and sighed.
"I've decided Lance is correct," he announced. "This is no business of yours."
Buffy didn't react as his hand touched her face. She was confused when, after a moment, he frowned.
"What has happened to you?"
Mick couldn't help but blink, he was surprised at the gentleness in the old vampire's voice. He had been certain that the older vampire was about to rip the newcomers to pieces.
At the moment, Mick wasn't sure he could take anymore surprises, he was only just barely over the surprise at the way one of the newcomers were dressed. The blonds looked normal enough, but the dark haired male looked like he'd stepped out of a pirate movie.
He saw the small blond girl frown, and the dark haired male standing almost beside her flushed. Mick thought he was ashamed of something, but what?
"I died," the girl said and her voice sounded timeless. "There was a portal to a hell dimension, a demon, and a key."
The girl smiled sadly. "You could call it a victory. I was done. My mission, my duty, my life, all finished. I was complete, and I was free."
The girl nodded. "I was at peace for the first time in my life. Then I was ripped out of heaven by my friends."
The dark-haired boy flinched, but didn't move away. However, it was the older vampire who held Mick's attention now. He seemed to want to take the girl in his arms, and was barely holding himself back.
Mick suddenly decided laying on the ground was not helping anyone, but when he tried to get back on his feet, he realized that there were more than a few downsides in being human. His entire body ached, which surprised him, he'd taken a beating, but hadn't realized it was as bad as his current aches and pains were insisting it was. Of course, it was not enough to make him regret taking the cure, but it was enough to give him a moments pause.
Mick watched as the dark-haired boy seemed to realize something. He turned to the girl.
"I am so sorry," he said. "I didn't realize... I guess I should have, but your immortality is our
fault, isn't it?"
The girl nodded, but she wasn't looking unhappy. Actually, the look she gave the boy was tender.
"Even Tara didn't know," she said softly. "So how could you have possibly known?"
The boy flashed a small sad smile.
"Besides I told you," she continued. "After I got over the shock, I even understood why you reached the conclusions you did. I was killed by a portal to hell... Your logic wasn't wrong, except that it was."
"And now," the boy said, "you're forever denied," his voice was broken and Mick was almost surprised that blood wasn't actually pouring out of his mouth.
"And that's our
fault," the boy frowned. "Do you know how wrong it is that I'm once again feeling sad because my friend isn't dead?"
The girl grinned, and the boy seemed to relax ever so slightly.
"It's not so bad," the girl said, even without his vampire senses, Mick knew she was hiding something. "I suppose a part of me will always want to go back, but despite how I felt at first, life isn't so bad."
"At least once you figured out you weren't actually in hell," the blond said.
Mick realized there was something about him, something that didn't seem quite human, but he couldn't put his finger on what he was or might be.
Maybe it was just because the blond male seemed amused by everything, and yet Mick had the feeling he cared very deeply about the two humans.
The girl gave a small shrug. "It was an honest mistake," she said softly. "It was loud, bright, and painful."
The three of them seemed to realize suddenly that they were not alone. They turned back to the old vampire, and Mick started when he realized that the old vampire was holding Coraline.
He realized he shouldn't have been surprised, because her nature would have had her running the moment she had a chance.
"I'm afraid," the older vampire said. "That all this
changes nothing. She must be punished."
The blond girl sighed. Mick wanted to yell and scream at her to keep defending Coraline. He might not love her, but he didn't want to see her tormented either, especially not for trying to help him.
"Is her punishment death?"
The older vampire smiled, and Mick felt his heart lift. His and Coraline's relationship would never be a normal healthy one, but he realized suddenly that deep down he did love her.
"Not yet," he said. "But if she continues unpunished there would come a time when death would be the only solution. She is willful and stubborn."
"Fine," the girl said, and she turned to her companions. They shared a look, then she turned back. "I don't suppose you could help us out? You know with the rules of this
world and everything, including telling us where we are."
The older vampire stepped forward after handing Coraline to Lance. "I would be glad to assist you. You are in Los Angeles."
The girl smiled, and despite the darkness Mick would swear that the light level in the dark alley rose several notches.
Then a pout crossed her face. "You know, I thought you came to California just to meet little old me, but..."
The older vampire laughed. "I did, and only an extreme need would cause me to venture to any
version of California. No matter what the reality, California is always the same."
The girl was smiling again.
"I would also ask that you not run around hunting my vampires."
The girl sighed, but did not look surprised. "I think I want to go back to my reality now, or Vander's - his really did sound like a Slayers dream world."
The older vampire looked at her, and Mick suspected they were sharing all kinds of things, but nothing he could understand. Perhaps nothing he wanted to understand. Though he wondered if he might have been able to understand if he were still a vampire. Of course, if being a vampire was the only way for him to understand, then he was glad he didn't.
"In the first reality we visited there were no vampires," the girl spoke, and Mick suspected she was answering an unasked question. "At least none that I could find."
"They were probably there," the dark haired boy said. "That universe was chock full of magic, curses, and powerful beings, after all."
"But we've been there twice with no sign of vamps either time."
"Well," the boy replied. "Maybe vamps avoid pirates just like humans."
The girl shrugged, before turning back to the older vampire. Mick frowned, he really needed some names here. He was getting tired of the labels he was being forced to use. Suddenly Mick felt like laughing, because if that was the worst of his problems then he was doing all right.
"In the second," the girl continued. "Vampires, of all things, are legal citizens protected by human laws," Mick was glad he wasn't the only one shocked. Of course, legal vampires wasn't the only shock he
was being presented with. Mick considered that they were lying, but everyone else seemed to believe the newcomers were telling the truth.
"And now I'm in a reality where they seem to police themselves. I just want to go home now and make with the killing."
Mick was almost surprised when the older vampire laughed again. "I'm sure we could find something for you to hunt and kill."
Mick wasn't sure he liked the sound of that, but the girl and her companions were looking happy again, the blonds more than the other, but he didn't look unhappy about having something to hunt.Who were these people?
Mick couldn't help but wonder.
"So you do have some naughty things here?" The blond female asked.
"Of course," Dracula replied. "Though you might wish to change into something a bit more contemporary before you go wondering around Los Angeles.
"Although," he continued after a moment. "I can't be entirely certain you'd stand out in this rancid place, even Xander in his current clothing probably wouldn't cause much of a stir."
The girl laughed, the boy frowned, and the blond male smirked.~ * ~ * ~
I am sorry about the old vampire, the blond girl, descriptions, and so on, but Mick doesn't know their names yet, and I couldn't really figure out how to work proper introductions into all this.
Also, the title of this fanfic may change, but at present I couldn't come up with anything that I really liked.