Title: The Golden Hunter (2/2)
Feedback: Please be gentle.
Distribution: Gimme credit and a link. Plus, archived at http://fanfiction.net/profile.php?userid=62966 or http://fanfiction.net/~cyclone
Rating: I'm gonna go say PG.
Spoilers: Up to Halloween and Prometheus.
Disclaimer: The characters depicted herein belong to the other people. I'm just borrowing them for a while.
Summary: Xander dresses as a legendary hero...'s sidekick on that fateful Halloween.
Author's Note: For the record, I'm adjusting it so that the last episode of Xena: Warrior Princess to air in the Buffyverse before Halloween was Prometheus (which means that all the Hercules and Xena episodes aired about two years later than they did in our universe).
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Willow looked around anxiously. Buffy, Xander, and Cordy were here, and Xander was barricading the door.
"Okay," she said, "you guys stay here while I get some help. If something tries to get in, just fight it off."
"Well," Buffy stuttered, "i-it's not our place to fight. Uh, surely some men will protect us."
"What's that riff?" Cordelia asked.
Willow leaned and whispered, "They turned into their costumes. Xander really thinks he's Iolaus and that I'm Gabrielle. I'm gonna find Giles." She turned and looked at them, "Just sit tight, okay?"
"Gabrielle," Xander said, and Willow stopped and turned.
"Iolaus" stepped closer to her, and his hand reached out, stopping just short of touching her. He leaned in and brushed his lips across hers.
"I wish..." he trailed off.
"I know," Willow replied softly. "So do I."
She turned and left.
"Oh, good!" came a voice from the kitchen. "You guys are all right. It's total chaos out there."
"Iolaus" and "Lady Elizabeth" turned.
"Who are you?"
Cordy sighed and yanked Angel aside to explain.
* * *
"Giles!" Willow called as she barged through the library doors. Literally.
"Good lord!" Giles started, surrounded by the cards he'd been sorting through. "How did you...?"
"Giles, no time. Everyone's turned into their costumes."
"What?!" Giles sputtered. "What were they dressed as?"
"Uh, well, Xander was dressed as Iolaus from Hercules, and um, Buffy's an eighteenth-century girl."
"Was everyone affected?"
"Ye-... wait, no," Willow said, suddenly thoughtful. "Cordelia didn't change." Another thought struck her, and she nodded, "Partytown. She said she got her outfit from Partytown."
"A-a-and everyone who changed. Th-th-th-they acquired their costumes where?"
"We all got ours at a new place. Ethan's."
* * *
"Hey, Buff," Xander said. "Welcome back."
"Yeah! You too."
"You guys remember what happened?" Cordy asked.
Xander nodded. "Uh, yeah," he said uncomfortably.
"It was like I was in here, but I couldn't get out," Buffy explained.
* * *
Xander was walking home, still in his Iolaus costume.
It was waaay creepy. He had memories. Lots of memories.
Memories of things that had happened to Iolaus _after_ the latest episode.
He stopped and turned.
"You might as well come out. I know you're there."
"I never could sneak up on you, Iolaus," came a very familiar voice as the familiar figure stepped out into the light of the street lamp.
"Hercules," Xander murmured, stunned.
The demigod walked up and extended his hand, and Xander met it with his own, and the two clasped forearms.
"Gods, it's good to see again, old friend," Hercules said. He raised an eyebrow, "Even if you do look like Autolycus."
Xander snorted, "If you think _I_ look like Autolycus, you should meet my uncle Ash."
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Disclaimer: "No pint-sized temporary demons were harmed in the making of this production."
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Teri has promised me my very own Tara by tomorrow morning. I'm gonna hold you to that, Teri! ;-p
And there will be at least one sequel, and probably some interludes as well. I've grown fond of this new Legendary verse.