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This story is No. 9 in the series "Misc. Buffy-Ventures". You may wish to read the series introduction and the preceeding stories first.

Summary: Buffy in the multiverse. FFAs that called my name while I tried to awaken my hibernating muse.

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Multiple Crossings > Buffy-Centered > Ficlet CollectionsamusewithaviewFR13113,69101013,70929 Aug 0915 Feb 10Yes

Not in Kansas anymore

Disclaimer: it's all either Joss's or Laurell's.
Crossing: BtVS and Merry Gentry. Also, to whoever did the original FFA pairing: it's BarINthus, not BarANthus.


Buffy gasped in air, hands clawing at the damp sand beneath her body as her back arched and her body convulsed, water bubbling forth from her mouth in racking coughs. She twisted onto her side and vomited more water and a bit of blood, her throat feeling raw and abused. Her arms trembled as they tried to support her weight. She twitched in surprise as two warm hands came to rest on her shoulders, offering her support as she finished retching.

Done at last, she breathed shallowly for a few minutes, trying to gather her bearings. The last thing she remembered was going down to face the Master, feeling the evil thickening the air in that cavern like smog and then – and then –

Falling into that pool. Feeling her life draining away.

The hands on her shoulders exerted a gentle force that pulled her away from the puddle of water and vomit and forced her to table the memories of death and deal with the situation at hand. There was sunlight on her skin and a vast ocean before her, soft white clouds dotting the horizon.

"Wh-where am I?"

Her rescuer came into view, all seven feet of him. He had pale, luminescent skin and long – very long – hair that shimmered all the colors of the ocean: greens, blues, grays, the sea at calm and storm.

"What are you?"

He smiled at her, and it was blindingly beautiful. "Milady, I was about to ask you the very same question."


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