The Slayer and the Storm
Genese Gundam AN:
Hello. Welcome to The Slayer and the Storm 1.5. Some of you may have read this story a few months ago on another fanfiction website, and this version will be a slightly tweaked version, possibly with extra chapters and maybe an extra character...But the first chapter is the same for now... The premise is simple, the Doctor visits Buffy again, after some unchronicled adventure at some point in their pasts. Disclaimer: The characters depicted within are the property of their respective copyright holders, namely Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy, and the BBC. I do not own any of the characters.The following takes place during Season 7 of Buffy and Series 6/Season 32 of Doctor Who.
'Bloody Hell!' exclaimed Spike, as the giant horned beast that had been summoned moments earlier rose to its full height, and knocked the blonde vampire across the warehouse. "You think a mere vampire can defeat me?" the creature boomed.
"No, but a slayer might!" quipped Buffy, as she leaped from the roof to strike the creature from above, only to narrowly miss impalement, as the beast reared its head in anticipation. Buffy was thrown to the ground in a crumpled heap, as Spike rushed to her. The beast began to laugh as the two lay before it, unsure of what path of action to take next.
"Foolish mortals! You cannot defeat a God!" the beast roared. "I've been known," whispered Buffy, as she tried to get up and show this creature some of the Sunnydale resolve she and her friends were famous for. The creature laughed once again, forcing her back down with its fist and retorted "Not on this day Slayer, for this is the day you are slain. I do not fear you; I fear nothing!"
"I'd like to test that theory," a voice with a British accent said from the shadows. But this was not the familiar voice of Giles, Buffy's mentor, who had been known to make such last minute entrances and rescues. No, this voice was distinctly unfamiliar, young sounding and full of confidence.
"What mortal goes there?" the beast demanded.
"What? I don't think that isn't the question you should be asking; and well, my mortality is a matter of opinion. Now, what you ought be asking is 'who' goes there" the voice replied, sounding almost smug. Buffy thought to herself that this was one heck of an introduction, or at least she would have if it wasn't for the fact she was almost beaten and a beast with immeasurable power was about to destroy the world.
The creature roared; "I fear no being from this world!"
"Well then," the voice started as its owner revealed himself from the shadows, "it's a good thing I'm not remotely from this world." He was tall and gangly, and could easily be mistaken for a young college student if it weren't for his distinctly old fashioned dress sense complete with braces, a bow tie and a tweed jacket; Buffy began to wonder if all British people dressed like Giles.
He walked towards the beast with such swagger that one could compare him to a rock star walking across a stage-Buffy could sense that this was all just a show to the stranger. As he approached he continued "As I said before, the question you should be asking is 'who?'. 'Who' would deliberately come and intrude on your big revival other than the slayer? 'Who' would know about your true identity, not as an immortal demon king from a hell dimension but as a small time warrior who happened to get lucky? 'Who' would know all about your species, and the fall of your empire in a half a day? 'Who' else would seal you away in a hell dimension for 500 years?"
"Impossible! Can it really be?" Buffy could have sworn she saw the beast gasp in fear.
"Hush now, I'm talking," the stranger said as he stood between Buffy and Spike, and the 15ft tall beast. "Who else, but me?"
This time the creature really did gasp and retreated several metres, "It's YOU! The destroyer of worlds! Bringer of darkness!"
The stranger cut the beast short, "That's right. I am the oncoming storm-your worst nightmare, and I just happen to be rather fond of this planet. I'm feeling rather generous today, so I'm going to let you go. But I don't want to see you on this side of Alpha Centauri ever again. Because if you so much as consider returning to this planet, it will seriously harm your chances of seeing tomorrow. Because I'm the Doctor. Start running."
On cue, the beast quickly clicked a button on its wrist devise and promptly disappeared in a beam of light. Buffy and Spike slowly got up, with looks of utter confusion. Who was this guy? How was he able to scare off something about to start the apocalypse? He still had his back to them, and was muttering something about remembering to develop puns and one liners when defeating enemies rather than long winded speeches. "Which reminds me," he said as he spun round to face Buffy and Spike, with a huge grin on his face and clasping his hands together; "Hello Buffy!" *Cue Opening Credits*