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This story is No. 2 in the series "Scriptificus Totalus". You may wish to read the series introduction and the preceeding stories first.

Summary: The continuing series posted on livejournal written by 5 authors crossing Buffy and Harry Potter and chronicling the rebuilding of the Watcher's Council in that universe.

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Harry Potter > GeneralscriptificusFR18167318,59518307202,1351 Mar 1017 Jul 10Yes

Welcome to Thunderdome

April 16, 2005 10:18 PM

Oz was standing next with Willow and Buffy on tomb of a family mausoleum a few clicks from the tomb with the prize being guarded by the hellhound. There had been some debate on whether or not Mac and Kasie were ready for this. Oz had said he was confident they were. Honestly, he was a little worried. That hellhound was vicious, and the vampire had taken a bit of Kasie last time.

Mac had a very sharp and pointy-looking sword. She was ready. She'd been working with the weapon. She also had her wand - just in case. She was breathing heavily as she and Kasie watched, waiting to make their move.

Kasie was bored. This was always the worst part of any job. She was too easily distracted and didn't follow plans made by others well, but she wasn't about to voice that. She'd learned to keep quiet and keep her thoughts to herself with this group. Mac was very serious, and the first problem to work out was the hellhound. She was very intent on making it doggy kibble.

She let out a sigh. "You know, for this plan to work, the doggy actually needs to show up."

"I'm thinkin' when we get close to tha' crypt, he'll make hisself known. Best I start on tha', aye? When he's busy wit' me, the path to fancy pants will be cleared for ya."

Mac straightened and walked towards the crypt slowly.

Oz tensed when she did that. Willow grabbed his hand for support. She knew he was having more trouble watching this than he was letting on.

It was almost ridiculous. All the planning and work on stunning the hellhound and it didn't even show up. When Mac was almost to the crypt, Kasie huffed and popped up from her hiding place. She put her forefinger and thumb to the corners of her mouth and whistled. Loudly.

Mac glared at Kasie until she heard a growl from behind her. She turned quickly and stunned the hellhound.

"Come on!" Mac called and ran to the crypt door.

Kasie followed her.

She let out a shout and followed after Mac with a grin. Now it was getting good. They slammed open the door and slipped in before closing it, not risking the hellhound waking and following them.

There were candles lit around the mausoleum, and it took a moment for Kasie's eyes to adjust to the dimmer lighting. The plan had been to covertly look around the room, but adrenaline was pulsing through her veins and this was usually the point where she said screw the plans and did her own thing. "Knock knock?"

"I was wondering when I would see you two ladies again," a silky voice said from the shadows. "You have weapons. How droll."

Mac swallowed when she heard more growling. The bastard had another hellhound. He'd anticipated them returning. Mac steeled herself and did a few experimental swipes with the sword while moving towards the hellhound.

Kasie got what her business associates often called her 'psycho grin'. She tended to have it when she was about to do something very stupid or daring.

"You got more sparklies."

In addition to the gem he'd been wearing last time, he'd added more.

"I knew you wouldn't be able to resist."

It was true that this meant instead of getting close enough to swipe his jewelry and dust him once, she'd be trying it at least four times. That was three times more for her to get killed.

Kasie bit her lip. A small measure of doubt washed across her to be quickly swept away with excitement.

"Excellent," she said, bending her knees slightly and shifting her weight back and forth. "You got the other dog, Mac?"

Mac and the hellhound were beginning to circle in the small space. It was growling and Mac was staring it down. The hellhound lunged and she swiped with the sword.

"Aye! Handle him!"

"Oh goody," Kasie said with a grin as she rolled her neck. She was not so naive that she thought she wouldn't walk away with this without a scratch. It was going to be tough, but it was all in the attitude. If she was confident, so her fighting would be as well. "Think you can still dance, old man?"

The vampire sneered at her. Vampires, she'd learned, where very pompous and bitchy creatures. Insult their pride, and they become more angry. Anger led to mistakes. Mistakes led to dusty vampires and shiny objects.

They hadn't exactly fought last time she and Mac were here, so Kasie was not expecting the power behind the blows they traded to feel each other out. That made her angry. She didn't like not being prepared. In a rash move, she grabbed the longest necklace he was wearing and pulled hard. It broke the chain but she had her prize and a right to gloat.

"This is going to be easy."

The hellhound kept lunging at her. Mac was trying to get to her wand, but it was as if it sensed what was doing. It was lunging and snapping viciously. She didn't know if Kasie assessment of 'easy' was exactly correct. She was having to concentrate to keep the hellhound from getting its teeth in her.

The problem was she kept glancing at Kasie to see how she was doing.

The first punch that she didn't block made her see stars. It was then that Kasie decided there would be no more holding back in training. Her nose didn't break, but her cheek was going to be bruised.

"Okay, ow." She glared at the vampire, who was grinning at her sadistically. "If I have to walk away with less pretty things than you have, I am going to be very cranky."

He knew she wasn't going for the kill shot, and so he was defending against his things and taken shots when he could get them. Her fighting style was going to get her nowhere. So when Kasie pulled out the stake she'd hidden on her person, the vampire became serious.

"You ready to wrap this up?"

The door busted open and the second hellhound crashed through it.

"No' good," Mac whispered.

She used her wand to petrify it again. That's when the second one attacked her. Mac shouted as she went down, trying to get the sword up. She gave the hellhound her arm, screaming in pain as its heavy jaws clamped onto her forearm. Mac used that distraction to take her spare stake from her boot and plunge it into the hellhound's throat. It howled as it released her arm. Mac scrambled back and grabbed her sword. She swung, taking the hellhound's head off.

Kasie knew she should be distracted, but it was Mac, and the second hellhound was coming at her. The vampire grabbed and all she could do was struggle as it clamped down on her arms and pulled her back to its chest.

"I am going to delight in this," the vampire hissed into her ear.

She made a face. "Oh this is really going to hurt." Kasie grimaced when the vampire bit into her neck, but immediately pulled back yelling. Its face was smoking, and the instinct was for it to wipe off the offending element with its hands.

Kasie used the distraction to kick the vampire's chest. It stumbled into a wall. After grabbing the stake she'd dropped when it grabbed her, she used both hands to plunge the wood into it's chest. As it started to turn to dust, the thief grabbed the remaining jewels and pulled, saving them from disintegrating.

Mac turned just in time to see Kasie dust the vampire. The other hellhound was getting up after fighting through her freeze. It lunged for Kasie since she was the closest. Mac jumped between, thrusting with the sword. The hellhound yelped as she stabbed it in the heart. Mac pulled the bloodied sword back then she immediately put it out of his misery by decapitating it.

She let out a breath. Her arm was bleeding a lot.

Kasie was panting and her neck was killing her. The adrenaline was going to wear off soon, but for now, she was content to giggle as she surveyed their first big mission. "Holy shit."

Mac looked at her and chuckled. "I got to kill two."

"Mac! Kasie!"

Oz hurried inside, having to sidestep to avoid the dead hellhound. Buffy and Willow were behind him. Willow raised a brow at the damage. She took out her cell and texted to the Council's cleanup crew where they were.

Oz immediately started looking at Kasie's neck where she had been bitten. "Are you all right? Do you feel dizzy?"

She blinked in surprise. "Huh?" Then she realized he was talking about her neck. "Oh, no. I've been drinking plenty of water lately. Holy water. And it's been my new cream rinse. He didn't get but two seconds worth of pain before he stepped back. Look. Shinies!"

Kasie held up the three necklaces, timepiece, and ring she pulled off the vampire.

Mac pulled her tank top off an attempted to wrap her arm with it.

"I think we should get you to the infirmary," Willow said, blinking at Mac standing there in her black bra.

Oz took out a handkerchief and pressed it to Kasie's neck. "Very smart with the holy water. I'm very impressed. Bit of a gamble, though."

She shrugged. "I try."

The having a person care was rather nice. She'd never been so seriously injured that she needed immediate attention, so everything was a bit new. She'd also been in enough situations to know when adrenaline was running down. Her hands began to shook and her breathing was slowing.

"So how about that trip to the infirmary?"

Oz hooked and arm around his shoulders. "Hold that to your neck."

Mac stepped up next to them and the three headed for the Council.

Willow looked at Buffy. "You haven't said anything. What are you thinking?"

She'd been quiet the entire time. Nervous as hell, but quiet. If she didn't have confidence in them, they wouldn't have confidence in themselves. Buffy let out a sigh as she surveyed the scene. Two dead hellhounds and a dead master vampire. It was impressive.

"Honestly? I'm a little jealous that I didn't think of the holy water idea," Buffy said with a grin before sighing. "And I'm also glad this is over. I'm glad I'm on my side of the slayer-watcher relationship. I wasn't cut out for the sitting back and watching gig."

"Honestly, if I hadn't been holding his hand, Oz would have bolted to help them," Willow said. "You good here? The crew is on their way. I want to get to the infirmary. I think we might consider hiring a healer."

"Considering how many times we all got banged up, I think a healer is excellent. And I'm good. I'll stick around until the crew is on the way and then head back." Buffy glanced around the room, taking in the different footprints and scuffs in the dirty floor. "I just want to look at things around here."

Willow nodded. She saw the team heading into the cemetery and pointed them towards the crypt.
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