There will be some guest stars in this chapter (and the following ones). I'll introduce them for you briefly. Guest stars for this chapter:
They all come from the TV series Legend of the Seeker and are from after the series finale.
Kahlan Amnell: http://sot.wikia.com/wiki/Kahlan_Amnell After defeating the keeper and sealing off the underworld it was time for Kahlan to go back to Aydindril, where she is now.
Cara Mason: http://sot.wikia.com/wiki/Cara
Richard Cypher (Rahl): http://sot.wikia.com/wiki/Richard_Rahl
Zeddicus 'Zedd' Zu'l Zorrander: http://sot.wikia.com/wiki/Zeddicus_Zu'l_Zorander
After bringing Kahlan back to Aydindril safely Richard, Cara and Zedd left to go to the People's Palace in D'Hara. They are on the way there now.
Thanks a lot to pagan_sun on lj for betaing this chapter again. :-)
Anyway, here we go...
Eric pulled on the fresh clothes that someone had brought him. All of Buffy’s friends had been really helpful. Martha Jones, who was a doctor, had even examined him. He had tried to tell them that it wasn’t necessary, but Buffy had insisted, since he had almost died. Now Eric was glad that he had agreed to the examination. Apparently he had liquid silver in his blood, which had prevented the healing process. That was one nasty new weapon. Of course Victor was the one who had it. If it hadn’t been for Buffy and her slayer blood he’d probably be dead right now. A part of him wanted to go and find Victor right now, take one of his new weapons and use it on the bastard. But another part of him knew that if he left this strange alien ship now he would never see Buffy again. He couldn’t let that happen. Since she came into his life he had suddenly felt alive again. Well, not that he actually was alive. But he felt like there was something worth living for again. He still loved and missed Sookie and he was sure that he always would. But maybe he had found someone who would manage to ease his pain and make him happy again. It was definitely worth finding out. He couldn’t just let this chance slip away. And besides, this ship apparently could travel through time. He could go away for as long as he wanted to and come back shortly after he left, find Victor and kill him then. So, no matter how long he went away, Victor would still die soon. The thought brought a smile on his face.
“What are you smiling about?” a voice asked and Eric turned to see Buffy standing in the doorway.
“Just making plans for the future,” he stated while wondering how long she had been standing there already. Had she watched him get dressed? He definitely liked the thought.
“Do they involve another vampire war?”
“No, just one execution,” he stated grinning. “But that can wait. For now I have to see you home safely.”
Buffy stared at Eric, her eyes widening. “You what?” He couldn’t mean what she thought he meant. She had told him that she was from an alternate reality and that they were searching for her world. He couldn’t plan on coming with them.
“I owe you my life. The least I can do is help you on your search for your home.”
Buffy frowned. Of course he had to put it that way. “You owe me nothing. You helped me first by knocking me down when the fight started, remember? And you got shot in the process. As far as I’m concerned we’re even.” And you can leave right now, Buffy added in thoughts. She really didn’t want the tall hot vampire around any longer than necessary. She responded to him in ways she really didn’t like.
“But the fight only started because they wanted me dead. If it wasn’t for me you would never have been in danger at all.”
Buffy’s frown deepened. “I’m always in danger. I’m a slayer. That’s my life.”
“All the more reason for me to accompany you.”
Buffy was starting to feel frustrated. She couldn’t think of anything else to say. But what was even worse was that a part of her actually felt happy at the thought of Eric coming with them. Why was it always vampires that attracted her so much? It wasn’t healthy and it definitely never ended well.
“This isn’t my ship. You’ll have to talk to the Doctor about it. I don’t think he’d want any more guests…” she said lamely.
Eric simply nodded, then he walked past her. “Let’s go talk to him.
----- ----- ----- ----- -----About half an hour later:
Buffy couldn’t believe it; Eric had actually managed to convince the Doctor to let him come with them. But why was she surprised? With her luck she shouldn’t have expected anything else.
When Eric went to get some things and especially a huge stock of True Blood, Buffy was tempted to try and persuade the Doctor to leave without him. But first Faith and Willow distracted her with stupid questions and remarks about Eric. Then Dawn and Sam caught her attention by kissing ferociously in front of everyone. She really needed to have a talk with her sister! If it wasn’t for Faith and Willow holding her back Buffy might have actually pulled Dawn away from Sam and had that talk right now.
Then Eric was back and Buffy realized that she had missed her opportunity.
“Crap,” she muttered, crossed her arms in front of her chest and went to sulk behind a column in the control room. Frowning she leaned against it. They really could use a few more chairs in here.
The Doctor watched Eric come back into the TARDIS with a bag and several boxes of True Blood. Then he stepped back out and got even more True Blood. The Doctor frowned, wondering if it had been a good idea to invite a vampire to travel with them. Well, he hadn’t actually invited him. The guy had asked if he could come along and the Doctor had been too lost in his own thoughts about the Master and Rose to really listen. He had agreed before realizing what they had actually been talking about. Well, the guy seemed nice enough. He apparently had a soul, unlike the vampires from Faith’s world, which meant that he wasn’t evil by nature. And he had helped Buffy and Ruby. Buffy seemed to like him. She even let him drink from her blood to save him. That should count for something. Besides, what did one more person matter? He had more companions than he could count already anyway. Or well, more than he could keep track of. He could still count them, luckily.
The Doctor waited until Eric had finally carried all his True Blood inside and closed the doors, then he made the TARDIS go back to Rose’s reality, from where he hoped to be able to follow the Masters trail. He hadn’t told anyone about this plan. He had promised the others to help them search for their reality. But if he could follow the Master he had to try. The other Time Lord was after Rose after all. He had to try and stop him. Following him was a long shot however. The Master was clever and since they hadn’t followed him immediately there was almost no chance that the Master hadn’t managed to hide his tracks by now. So, unless he was immensely lucky – which he doubted – there would be no trail to follow and they would get back to searching realities, which meant that there really was no need to tell anyone about what he was doing.
Jack entered the control room twirling a stake in his hand. Then he whistled as he saw all the True Blood standing on one side of the room. Someone was obviously planning to stay with them for a while.
“Need a hand with those?” he asked.
Eric glanced at the guy. “Sure.” Then he noticed the stake and raised an eyebrow.
“What are you planning to do with that?”
“Oh, sorry, I didn’t bring that for you. You’re way too hot to stake,” Jack answered jokingly, but with a flirtatious smirk.
Eric raised an eyebrow, but smirked as well.
“Just thought it was time for us all to get stakes, seeing as we seem to run into evil vampires all the time now. And I so don’t fancy getting bitten again.”
Seeing Jack’s stake Faith walked towards him and Eric. Then she winced as she heard his words. She really didn’t want Jack to get bitten by a vampire again either, no matter if it could kill him or not. It definitely was a good idea for him to have a stake and for everyone else as well. She should have thought of that already.
Faith then stepped closer to Jack to have a better look at the stake.
“That’s not wood, is it?”
“Half of it is,” Jack stated and turned the stake slightly. “Wood for vampires from your world and silver for vampires from his world.” Jack gestured at Eric.
“That’s genius,” Faith stated with a grin. “We seriously could have used some of those in the fight today.”
Eric eyed the stake, not feeling too happy. But then again, these were all friends of Buffy and they had helped him. Plus he was travelling with them now. He should be glad that they had something to defend themselves with properly.
“Nice invention,” Eric stated. “Just keep it away from me.”
“Sure”, Jack said and put the stake in his pocket. Then he went to the True Blood. “Let’s get this stuff out of here first. Then I’ll get you all some stakes like this. And maybe one for you with an extra wooden handle,” he added to Eric.
Eric smirked, then the TARDIS suddenly started to shake and he stumbled forward, getting knocked down and slithering through the control room.
The Doctor grinned. There actually was a trail left that he could follow. He wondered for a brief moment how he could be that lucky, then the TARDIS started to shake, knocking him off his feet.
True Blood and people started to fly through the control room as screams erupted. Then the door suddenly opened and a strong draft started to pull at everyone.
“No, no, no, no,” the Doctor screamed and tried to get back to the console. He needed to shut those doors. Then someone lost their grip and was hurled through the room.
“Rose,” the Doctor called as he saw that it was her. He grabbed the console with one hand and tried to reach Rose with the other. Images of Rose flying through the air towards the void rushed through his mind. He couldn’t lose her again! Then he felt her hand in his, but the force with which she was hurled through the air was too strong. Instead of holding her, Rose pulled him with her and they both got thrown out of the TARDIS.
“Nooo,” Faith screamed as the Doctor and Rose got sucked out the door. She had tried to grab the Doctor, but missed. Shocked she quickly glanced around. Everyone was holding on to something, but it was only a matter of time until someone else’s hold would slip. She had to close that door. If she jumped, maybe she could reach the door frame, hold on to it and pull the door closed. She had to try. She was closest to it.
Pushing away from the column she was holding on to Faith flew towards the door. She was sure that she would make it. Then someone flew into her from behind, knocking her right out the door.
----- ----- ----- ----- -----The Doctor and Rose:
The Doctor opened his eyes and groaned slightly. He was on the ground and his body ached in several places. For a moment he wondered where he was, then he remembered what had happened. Rose! He quickly pushed himself up, ignoring the pain. Then he saw her lying right beside him, her hand inches from where his had been a moment ago. He hadn’t let go of her. But what good did that do?
Turning Rose around the Doctor quickly felt for a pulse. He almost started to panic when he didn’t find one right away. But then Rose took a breath and opened her eyes.
“Rose,” he breathed, feeling relieved. She was alive and that was all that mattered.
“Are you okay? Does anything hurt?”
Rose blinked and her eyes focused on the Doctor’s face. For a moment she hesitated. He looked worried, didn’t he? Then she heard his words.
“I’m fine,” she said and pushed herself up, getting some distance between them. “You?”
Hearing her words the Doctor smiled, feeling even more relieved.
“I’m good,” he stated. Then he got up and winced slightly as his leg hurt. But he ignored it and held his hand out to Rose to help her up. She ignored him and got up on her own. The Doctor sighed.
“Where are the others? And the TARDIS?” Rose asked glancing around.
The Doctor looked around as well, and then shrugged. He had no idea.
Rose frowned. She really didn’t like this. It wasn’t just that she was alone with the Doctor, which she had planned to avoid, they were stranded god knew where and had no idea where the TARDIS was. Well, this was kind of typical. Something always happened when you travelled with the Doctor. Under different circumstances she might have actually laughed.
“Which way did we come from?”
The Doctor looked around again, sniffed a little and then gestured in one direction.
“That way, I think. Which means the TARDIS probably continued to fly this way.” He turned in the opposite direction.
“Let’s go and find it,” Rose stated.
They started to walk and Rose tried to avoid looking at the Doctor. Being so close to him was a bit of an emotional roller coaster. Her hand kept wanting to take his. But she couldn’t do that. He had abandoned her! She sighed and tried to concentrate on their surroundings. It was just nature, nothing to indicate where they were. Then they arrived at the top of a hill and could see a bit further.
“Wow,” Rose breathed. “That’s a city, isn’t it? It looks amazing.” It actually looked more like a palace, no, more than one palace; several palaces in one city. What did you call that?
The Doctor grinned and turned to her. “Looks like a city to me. Maybe someone there can tell us where we are. And maybe they can help us find the others and the TARDIS.” Someone surely had seen a blue box hurtling through the sky and people falling out of it. And word usually travelled fast, no matter where you were.
Rose nodded and they started to walk again. She then hesitated and stared at the Doctor.
“Are you limping?” She hadn’t noticed it before, but now that she actually had looked at him… He was limping slightly.
“Nah”, the Doctor answered. “I’m good.”
Rose frowned. Apparently he couldn’t even admit that to her.
“No, you’re not. Sit down and let me have a look.”
The Doctor turned to her with a raised eyebrow. “You’re as bad as Martha.”
Rose crossed her arms in front of her chest.
“It’s nothing, Rose. Just a bruise or something from the fall. I’d feel it if it was something worse.”
Rose glared at him, not sure if he was telling the truth. She was about to say something when she noticed that the Doctor looked past her. Turning around she saw what he was looking at. A group of people was riding towards them on horses.
“Looks like we’re going to get company soon.”
“Yeah, and by the looks of them we’re not exactly in a modern world.”
The Doctor nodded, not feeling too happy about that. The TARDIS probably had crashed and who knew what he’d need to fix it once they found it. Well, he would have to do with what he had. And maybe it wouldn’t be so bad. He hoped it wouldn’t, and he really hoped that the others were okay. If not he didn’t think he’d be able to forgive himself. This had all happened because he tried to follow the Master. How could he have been stupid enough to believe that the Master hadn’t hidden his trail? Of course he would have, if he had wanted to. But instead he had laid some kind of trap and they had flown right into it! And on top of it the Doctor had fallen out of the TARDIS before managing to stabilise the ship. Frowning he tried to push away the thoughts. Blaming himself and brooding wouldn’t solve anything. There was nothing he could do about it now. He’d have to deal with whatever happened once he got there.
It only took a few minutes for the riders to reach them.
“Hello there,” the Doctor greeted them. “Nice to meet you all. I’m the Doctor and this is Rose Tyler.”
Rose gave them the best smile she could manage, hoping they’d be friendly. She really didn’t like the look of their swords, axes and knives.
“We ah… are a bit lost,” the Doctor then added when no one answered right away. “Could you maybe tell us where we are?”
A woman in a hooded robe slid off her horse and the others followed her example. Then she stepped forward, pushed the hood off her head and said:
“I am Kahlan Amnell, the Mother Confessor, and you are just outside Aydindril.”
Rose had the feeling that the woman expected this to mean something to them. She glanced at the Doctor, but he looked just as blank as she felt.
----- -----Dean Winchester & Jack Harkness:
Dean woke up with a groan. His whole body seemed to hurt. For a moment he panicked, wondering if he was back in hell. But no, this pain was nothing against the pain he felt in hell. He still didn’t remember much, but he was sure of that. Opening his eyes he blinked against the sunlight that shone through tree tops. Then someone stepped towards him, blocking out the sunlight. Dean frowned. It was Jack. The guy definitely wasn’t the first person he wanted to see after falling out of a space ship. For all he cared the guy could have gone lost. It would have been the perfect opportunity to get rid of him. He sighed. That definitely wasn’t a nice way to think.
“You okay down there?”
Dean glared up at Jack. “Still alive if that’s what you mean.”
Jack smirked and held out his hand to help Dean up. The guy hesitated for a moment, but then took it.
Once Dean was standing Jack looked around, taking in their surroundings. They could be on a whole lot of planets judging by the vegetation. It could even be earth. He pushed up his sleeve and took some reading with his vortex manipulator.
“Not Earth,” he muttered. The vortex manipulator couldn’t identify the planet, which meant that the Time Agency had never been here before.
“What are you doing?” Dean asked. “And what do you mean, not Earth?”
“Checking our surroundings. And I mean that we are not on Earth.”
Dean glared at the guy. Apparently he decided to be as annoying as ever. Then he glanced around.
“Looks like Earth to me.”
“It looks similar, but trust me, it’s not. My vortex manipulator…” he gestured at his wrist. “… would know if this was Earth. And it can’t even determine where we are.”
Dean frowned, not liking the sound of that. They were who knew where after falling out of the TARDIS, the ship was nowhere in sight and neither was anyone else as far as he could tell. Apparently he was stuck with his least favourite person. Great!
“Let’s go search for the others,” he decided and started calling their names. Jack helped him, but no one answered. After a while Dean turned back to Jack and shrugged. Then he stared at the guy’s coat.
“Dude, you alright?” There was a hole in the man’s coat and if he was right the dark stains were blood spatters. It wasn’t as if I he liked the guy. As far as he was concerned Jack could disappear, but he couldn’t help but feel a little concerned.
Jack glanced at Dean and then down at himself, as if he only just remembered the hole in his clothes. Then he shrugged.
“I’m fine. It’s nothing.” When he woke up he had a huge perch stuck in his chest. It had hurt like hell, but when he pulled it out he healed, which meant that he had died and came back… again. For a moment Jack wondered why he always had to be unlucky enough to die. It seemed that since he was immortal he died repeatedly, just so he would constantly be reminded that he could never actually die. As if he’d ever forget. But then he decided that it was better if he was the one who died than the people he travelled with. Most of them would not come back after all. And he really wasn’t in the mood to lose anyone else.
Dean raised an eyebrow, but said nothing. If the guy wanted to seem tough, fine by him.
“Alright, which way do we go?” He had no idea where they came from or which way the TARDIS had flown.
Jack took a few more readings with the vortex manipulator, then frowned. “I don’t pick up any technology.” Of course that didn’t mean the TARDIS wasn’t here. The ship could blend in very well without being detectable. This either meant that the ships defence and tarn mechanisms had not been damaged or that the ship really wasn’t here. He hoped it was option one.
“What, you mean there is no frickin’ technology on the whole planet?” Dean wanted to know.
“Unless it is highly advanced and heavily concealed, no, there is no technology on the whole planet.” Which meant that, unless they found the TARDIS, they probably had no way off this planet.
“Great,” Dean said groaning. He was sure that he would not like this place at all.
“Let’s go find the TARDIS and get off this rock.” Dean had barely finished the sentence when he heard movement. He twirled around and saw three people standing there. One was an old man with long white hair. Beside him stood a blond woman in leather – she looked way hot – holding some sort of sticks. The third was a guy, probably about Dean’s age or a bit younger. He was holding a sword.
Dean and Jack both pulled their guns at the same time. The three seemed to raise eyebrows. Maybe they had never seen guns before?
“I do not know what kind of weapons you are holding,” the guy said. “But there is no need for violence. Unless you attack us we are no threat to you.”
Dean glanced at the sword and thought ‘yeah right’. They guy apparently saw his look and lowered the sword, his whole stance relaxing slightly.
“I am Richard Cypher, the Seeker.”
Dean glanced at Jack and both shrugged.
“You never heard of the Seeker?” the woman wanted to know.
“We’re not exactly from around here,” Dean stated.
“Where are you from?” the old man asked.
“Place called America,” Dean answered, not sure if that would mean anything to these people.
“It’s on a planet called Earth,” Jack added, but he didn’t think that that would mean anything to them either.
“What is a planet?” the woman asked, confirming Dean’s suspicions.
“This world sort of is a planet,” Deans aid, trying to explain. “And there are other worlds, up there in the sky.” He pointed upwards.
The woman frowned, but the old guy looked up and nodded, as if he didn’t think they were completely nuts.
“The wizards of old have long been wondering about the existence of other worlds,” he stated looking thoughtful.
“Wizards?” Jack and Dean asked at the same time. Jack sounded a little surprised while Dean sounded more uneasy. He really didn’t like magic of any kind. It usually ended in him getting thrown around, being strangled by sort of invisible hands, or some other form of unpleasant mojo.
“I am Zeddicus Zu’l Zorander, wizard of the first order,” the old guy said. Then he turned to the woman. “And this is Cara Mason.” Turning back to Jack and Dean he added: “Welcome to our world.”
Jack noticed that the two younger people didn’t seem to feel as welcoming or as believing as the old guy, who said that he was a wizard. Jack had never met a wizard before, and he had seen a lot in his life. But he had also seen enough to know that nothing was impossible.
Since the old guy didn’t seem threatening and the younger one had lowered his sword Jack decided to lower his gun as well.
“Captain Jack Harkness, nice to meet you all.” Then he glanced at Dean.
Dean sighed, but lowered his gun slightly. He still kept it in hand and didn’t holster it, like Jack did. These people could still be a threat to them after all, and the woman didn’t put away her sticks either.
“Dean Winchester,” he introduced himself. Then he tried to look a little more friendly.
“You didn’t happen to see a blue box fly through the sky, with people falling out of it, did you?”
“As a matter of fact, we did,” the old man answered. “We saw you fall, which is why we came to investigate.”
Dean’s mood lightened. “And did you see which direction we came from?”
“The blue box came from over there,” Cara said, pointing at the sky. “You fell out, then it continued to fly this way, straight over us.”
“Until it suddenly disappeared,” Richard added.
“It disappeared?” Jack asked with a frown.
“Looked like magic to me.”
Dean sighed, turned to Jack and knew that the guy thought the same thing. This so didn’t sound good.
“Any chance it just disappeared and reappeared again a few miles away?” he asked.
“We did not see it reappear,” Cara stated.
Jack shrugged. “It’s possible. But since the Doctor wasn’t in there anymore to fly it, there is no way of knowing what happened to the TARDIS.” It was even possible that the TARDIS went to a whole different reality. After all, they were flying through realities when the TARDIS started to malfunction.
Dean looked up at the sky, feeling really uneasy now. As if not being able to go back to their own reality hadn’t been bad enough. Now they might be stuck in one reality, with no way to go to other realities, and worse, not even a way off this weird planet. On top of that he didn’t know what happened to Sam, Faith or any of the others. His day really couldn’t get any better.