Destiny, Chapter Two
POWER RANGERS:- Demon Wars
My good god in heaven, this was a cast iron pain to write. I mean it about half way through everything that could go wrong did. Life in a spectacular display of bad timing had nearly everything possible go wrong. From computer meltdown to a flu and or food bug that turned my family into bed ridden biohazards.
Then writers block struck with enough force to kill everything I was trying to write and nothing I could do could shift it. I've had to look at all my notes, reshuffle most of them, throw others out and then completely re hash what was left into something workable. I think I have something even better than I had before but I had to make sure it worked before continuing.
So thanks for putting up with the delay and I hope to get the next chapter out of the way soon!
Buffy was the only person in the arrivals lounge at the Airport. While people weren't exactly clamming to get out the nearby city there were certainly more than a few heading off. From the looks of their bags it was more than just a weekend away for most of them. The Slayer was reminded of the evacuation of Sunnydale, just before it all went down. Only this was a lot slower and a lot more organised. Instead of traffic jams and crowds of people trying to escape it was more a sort of leisurely 'Lets-be-somewhere-else-for-a-little-while' sort of feeling that everyone had.
Xander had been able to catch the same flight in as Willow, Kennedy and a few of the girls. Buffy had decided to meet them here, Giles's plane was still hours away and the rest of the young Slayers they'd called in were coming by bus. She'd have liked to call Faith in on it, but as soon as she did the gig would be up.
The first thing Faith would do would be talk to Dawn, and Buffy's little sister wouldn't listen. She'd jump to the wrong conclusion and Buffy would spend all the time arguing. Buffy needed everyone here before talking to her. It would be a lot better, well easier, to ask after everything was in place.
What made the whole thing even more difficult was that, if Buffy was honest, she'd been having second thoughts about the whole thing. As much as she wanted to protect Dawn she had to admit her little sister could handle herself these days. It was the whole Demon invasion that worried her. Buffy was the Slayer, as much as she didn't want to be Kendra, all those years ago, was right. It was who she was, as a Slayer Buffy couldn't just sit back and do nothing.
"Buffy!" Willow shouted across the massive room as soon as she came through the doors. She ran across and gave her best friend a massive hug. "It's good to see you!" she laughed.
"You too Will." Buffy hugged her back, "It's been too long, phone calls not included."
"Oh yes, way too long."
Pulling back Buffy looked to the doors, Kennedy and the others were coming in too, with one person missing. "Where's Xander?"
"Getting the bags." Willow told her, with a barely hidden smile.
"All of them?"
At that the Witch laughed at loud. "It's not that many, really." Buffy could almost see Xander cartoon like, nothing but two legs stuck out the bottom of a massive pile go luggage, and giggled.
"So, we're here to lay the smack down on a few demons?" Willows lover smirked. "I didn't think we need more than three or four Slayers for this gig."
"It's not a few, it's a whole army. Any of you been watching the news?"
Vi answered. "Yeah, I saw some of what's going on back home. Is it really that bad?"
"Might be worse." Buffy admitted. "From what I've heard it's a full invasion."
"Invasion?" Rona asked. "Invasion as in body snatchers?"
"No. As in death destruction, mayhem, hell on earth."
"So your standard apocalypse?" Kennedy shrugged. "Like that's some big deal."
There was something about Kennedy that set Buffy's teeth on edge, "I kinda think this is a big deal. This isn't one or two big bad guys with egos and a plot to end the world. This is a whole army. Think the hellmouth."
"I'd rather not." Vi shuddered slightly.
"So why we take so long to do something about it?" Rona asked
Buffy winced, she couldn't tell them the whole truth, but maybe some of it. "Faith's been in town since the start, keeping an eye on things for us."
"What's she say about this?" Vi asked
Buffy couldn't hide the face she made. "Faith thinks we should keep out of it, I'm not so sure."
"What?" Kennedy practically exploded. "Stay out of it? Is this the same Faith?"
"Hey, like I said I'm not sure myself. You haven't thrown down with these guys, I have."
"They can't be that bad" Rona pointed out. "I mean you're still alive right?"
"Only because of the Rangers, both times." Buffy admitted. "That's why Giles is bringing the Scythe and you're all here. I need your advice and I might need your help."
"You've got it." Willow nodded. As Xander finally joined them, pushing two carriages of bags in front of him.
"Of course you do." He gave her a smile, then frowned. "What's she got?" Xander asked Willow
Dawn was pulling a comb through her hair when Cassie came in. "So late night?" She asked with snark.
"Oh yes, very late." Dawn giggled wickedly. "You took your time getting back too." She pointed out.
Cassie rolled her eyes. "So not what you think. I was at that damn party for so long waiting for you I missed the last bus."
"Oh, right. I didn't exactly promise I'd be there, did I?" Dawn asked, thinking back. Cassie looked at her best friend for a moment. "Crap, sorry."
"It's alright, it's just… I don't know."
Dawn put down her comb, "Try, it's obviously bothering you."
"That's just it, I don't know if it's bothering me or not." Cassie sat down on the corner of her bed. "I just don't get along well with the others in my class. I mean I did, back when all we had to deal with was tests and the odd practical demonstration, but they've not got it."
"Not got what?"
Cassie shrugged, "I don't know. Instinct, healers touch, whatever. They don't have it. I don't even think most of them really want to be doctors. I mean Sandra hasn't the first clue, she can't even tell the difference between a fungal infection and an allergic reaction."
Dawn knew she couldn't either, which was why she wasn't a medical student. "Then why is she taking the class?"
"To meet boy's, maybe because her family wanted her to. I don't know. Thing is she's not even trying. Sometimes it feels like its just me, Michael and Jenny that are and Jenny… Jenny's only just keeping up with the rest of us. This baby might ruin her."
"She could always take a break, a few years away and pick up again later." Dawn suggested. "Who knows she could make a great midwife, or take up family planning."
Cassie blinked. "Hadn't though of that. Good idea, she'd never have it though and I can't think how to bring it up."
"Maybe she'll ask?" Dawn suggested. "Who am I kidding, this is Jenny we're talking about."
Cassie laughed. "I could have really done with you last night."
"I am sorry." Dawn said honestly. "I was only thinking of being fashionably late. I, well we, lost track of time." she finished with a blush.
Cassie stood up and dug in her pocket. "It's not just that, you might have been able to tell me what this was all about." She pulled out her phone and flipped it open.
"What what was all about?" Dawn asked and then she saw the photo her roommate had taken.
"This. I caught one of A'Zores minions scratching it on to a wall. I would have called you but it ran off. I stayed with Faith, but she didn't have a clue either. Other than it was magic."
"You didn't try to scrub that off, or do anything to it did you?" Dawn said, a nervous note in her voice.
"Faith wanted to destroy the wall, but I remembered you said that could end up... weird."
Dawn let out a breath. "Weird, yeah. I'm guessing this is one part of a much bigger spell. We mess with it not knowing what it is, or what it's supposed to do, we could all end up with anything. From it raining soup to the Earth cracking open and growing teeth and anything in between."
"No conjuring an army of rabid gerbils?"
Dawn squinted at the phone. "This is a symbol for air. So whatever it is needs air, but it's not enough on it's own. there's got to be more."
"Faith said the same, she wanted to find all of them."
"We wouldn't know what to look for." Dawn shook her head. "I know enough, but I'm not an expert."
"I know, but I was thinking. We know some people that are."
"Who? Lord Zedd, we can't go running to him every time we have a mystical problem."
"I was thinking some old friends of yours, a little closer than Zedd."
Buffy jumped as Giles came into the apartment block. Xander and Willow did the same "Buffy, it's good to see you. Even if this infernal machine sent me up three dead ends and at least one road that didn't exist.'"
Putting his bag down he gave her a hug. "How have you been?"
She gave him a hug back, careful not to crush her old watcher with Slyer strength. "Been worse." She said with a lopsided smile. She'd talked to him on the phone almost every day but there was something about seeing her old watcher in the flesh that reminded how much she missed him. How much she had missed all her old Sunnydale friends. "How about you?"
"I'm left running the council, as always." he grinned.
"Speaking of…" Buffy asked
"I left Rodger in charge. I'll probably need a crowbar to get that old curmudgeon out the door again, but it's worth it."
"Rodger?" Xander asked as he came up to them.
"Wyndam-Pryce. Wesley's father. He was one of the retired Watchers we drafted when we were reforming the council." Buffy tried to remember if Giles had mentioned him before. "Don't worry about him." Giles continued. "He might be one of the old guard, but his head's screwed on right. He got more than his fair share of street fights and experience behind him. Even if he has been somewhat quiet since the news of his son."
Buffy hadn't been really for reforming the Council. At least not until Giles pointed out that the old head Travers was very dead and that there were still a few Watchers around that had pulled their heads out of their books long enough to know how to hold a stake. "So what are we all doing here?" Giles asked.
"Buffy wouldn't say, not until you got here." Willow gave her a look.
"It's not that, I just didn't want to be left repeating myself." Buffy took a deep breath. "We're here to help the Power Rangers."
Giles looked at her, "I understand you want to something, but isn't this somewhat out of our usual business. Slayers fight demons, not alien invasions."
"They are demons Giles. The news is just calling them Aliens."
He blinked, "What?"
"They're demons." Buffy repeated. "This whole thing is a massive demon invasion from a parallel dimension."
Xander put his hands up. "Hang on, hang on. I thought Faith and Dawnie were here, they haven't said anything about demons or invasion?"
"And how do you know about it if they're not telling?" Willow asked
Buffy was about to answer when some ones phone when off. A quick burst of six notes that she didn't recognise. From the looks on their faces no one else did either. The tone went off again and this time Buffy felt her own phone lurch in her pocket. Pulling it out she looked at the screen. What looked like a large gold coin with five animals roaring etched on to it was on the background and the words 'Power Rangers Calling' flashed up.
Xander raised an eyebrow under his patch. "You have them on speed dial?"
"No." Buffy didn't sound sure, even to herself, as she tapped the button. "Hello?"
"Buffy, hello again. Blue Ranger here, how's things?" Buffy half recognised the voice as Dawn's doctor roommate, Cassie.
Buffy frowned at her traitorous phone. "So far; creepy. How, how did you call me?" If it was Dawn she'd have recognised it. She'd never seen the picture before and defiantly hadn't put any number in.
"We have a top of the range, state of the art, Command Centre left behind from the same civilisation that colonised at least two galaxies. I think we can hack a phone."
"Urm, two galaxies? You mean space aliens? Really this time, the Power Rangers are space aliens?" Xander asked
"Two of us are, well sort of. Is that, er Giles?"
"No, I'm Rupert Giles. That was Xander Harris." Giles said. "How did you know we were here?"
"Viewing Globe. We can see you. Also hacking plane records, about as hard as phones." Another voice spoke up. One Buffy didn't half recognise. "Yellow here by the way. Think of me as the technical expert."
"Okay?" Buffy said, dragging the word out. "Did you call to creep us out or is there a reason we're talking?"
"We've got tech experts, experts at hacking things up, all sorts of experts but there's still some gaps." Cassie told them. "Something's going on, like a calm before the storm. We think A'Zores is up to something and we need every edge we can get."
Buffy blinked, she thought Dawn would have argued all week about it. "Is everyone over there cool with this?"
There was a pause. "Nope." Came the honest answer, "But this is research, not fighting." There was a sound of someone grumbling loudly off to one side.
Giles didn't miss it either, he took his glasses off and polished them again. "Very good. So I assume we're going to meet you somewhere and we're going to talk."
"Sort of, I none of you have a fear of flying."
Buffy blinked. "Oh I hate this part."
Looking up she saw Xander, Giles and Willow start glowing. The same way she probably was. "Wha…" Xander managed to ask before they were picked up.
The Slayer hadn't been joking about hating it. Dawn's teleporter felt like someone sucked her up with a giant sized vacuum cleaner. She also felt, not weightless so much as non-existent. She just zoomed right on through walls, ceilings and whatever.
The scenery flew by beneath her in a big blur. Changing colour from the dirty black of blacktop, to the dusty grey of the quarries around Amethyst, then to green with flickers of blue and finally sandy gold.
The ride came to a sudden stop outside the Ranger's base, the four of them landed quickly. Buffy caught herself by bending her knees, but the others weren't that good. Giles stumbled but was still good. Willow looked pale, like she was going to vomit and Xander was flat on his ass.
"You guys okay?" she asked.
Willow took a breath. "Can we never do that again please."
Xander stood up and brushed himself off. "I don't think there's a cab company nearby Will." The witch looked around and let out a whimper.
"Yes, well they weren't exaggerating about a Command Centre." Giles nodded the tall sand coloured wall in front of him. "I've never seen anything like this building before. I'm not even sure what it's made of."
"A sort of a concrete, using some stuff you don't usually find in the solar system." The Blue Ranger said coming out of the building. The Red Ranger was with her, both in their full costumes. Buffy didn't care what Dawn said, it still looked like spandex. "Mr Giles, Willow, Xander; welcome to the Command Centre."
Tommy moved slowly, practicing with his sword. Reminding himself once again the rules he'd painstakingly learnt. "Speed, not haste." He whispered bringing the sword around in a controlled arc. Stopping the swing he pulled back, always keeping on the balls of his feet and never losing his balance.
Calmly he followed with a series of connected blows, each one faster and faster but always in control until he stopped again. Instantly going from flowing between strikes to a statue like stillness. Taking a deep breath Tommy sheathed his sword. He was ready, as ready as he was ever going to be.
This time tomorrow he was going to kill Goldar, or die trying.
End Chapter Two