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Summary: Buffy, Cordelia & Faith in an Alternate world. Witch Faith Style part 1

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Television > Xena-Hercules
Supernatural > Multiple Pairings
HonorSkywalkerFR1346,634053,92928 Dec 1021 Dec 11No

An Alternate Beginning

Author: FantasyChick
Title: An altered destiny.

Main Characters: Buffy, Cordelia and Faith.

Summary: An altered destiny.

Disclaimer: I don't own Btvs, Supernatural, Xena/Hercules or any other characters that you might recognise. I have no permission nor do I gain any financial incentive for playing with these characters I just enjoy playing with them this way. I will acknowledge any characters that aren't mine whenever they pop up in my stories.

Feedback: Please? *Down on bended knees, hands clasped in prayer. *



In days past, the ancient ones, the gods lived in harmony with Mother Nature's creations and each other.

But then something unexpected happened. A creature was created, unique to the other, for these creatures had something far different from the others, freedom of thought and will.

Gaia, mother of Earth, named these creatures Humankind.

Disagreements on how to treat the Humans sprang amongst the Gods, causing them to split into different groups known as Pantheons.

Over the next many centuries the gods began to guide the humans into worshippers.

Trouble arose once more when false Gods arose and began stealing worshippers from the true ones. This caused great confusion amongst the humans and with frustration they began to drift away from the ways of religion all together.

A great war broke out between the Gods and false gods, the survivors few.

Through all this a new religion had arose, Catholicism.

These new worshippers grew fanatical, believing that anyone who didn't believe in their God were pagans. They had no more belief in the old gods and tried to forcefully convert everyone who did into Catholicism.

Apollo, God of Prophecy had foreseen this and the deaths of their faithful worshippers and warned the last remaining member's of his family. They immediately set about sending them into hiding, their counterparts in the other countries doing the same until they were all hidden away.

Since then, a change has come through the entire world, the families following the traditions of their ancestors and changing the system from the inside.

In this day and time, people are learning more and more about the old ways, from Aromatherapy to the martial arts, passed down by the descendants of the old religions.

Being so long in hiding, the tribes of the old ones continue to stay that way, protecting their privacy and unwilling to make such a large impact on our world. That is until the fateful time when all life and Gaia herself is endangered. Gaia calls upon her eldest children, the gods, and bequests them to be aware and prepared for the dark times ahead . . . lest all be lost.



One to fight the darkness

A warrior of light is she

Breaker of prophecy

Maker of destiny

One to guide the warrior

A seer of light is she

Breaker of prophecy

Maker of destiny

Old souls are they

Gifted by Gaia

Goddess of life

Maiden . . . Mother . . . Crone

Daughters of light

Daughters of heart

Daughters of wisdom

Daughters of love

Warrior and Seer

Breakers of prophecy

Protector and guide

Makers of destiny



A prophecy and a beginning.



Buffy giggled smiling happily as she danced around the large bonfire, dressed in a simple sleeveless blue top and skirt with a plait of cord for the belt. Her long blonde hair was entwined with flowers. At the young age of four, she was joining her mother for the first time at a summer solstice celebration with the Amazons. Pausing for a breath she spotted her mother talking to a tall brunette and a girl around her own age, also a brunette. They were dressed in green outfits similar to her own and her mothers. Dodging around everyone with the ease of someone used to barging around everywhere, Buffy skipped her way over to her mother and company.

"Hi,' she cheerfully greeted them, 'I'm Buffy,' she said holding out her arm.

"Hi Buffy,' the other girl greeted just as enthusiastically, 'I'm Cordelia,' she gripped the other girls forearm and Buffy did the same as they greeted each other in the traditional Amazonian way.

Buffy then turned her way to her mother, 'Mummy, Elder Sara and Soo . . . soof . . . Soothsayer Epona want to see you and a Sandra Ch . . . Ch . . . Chase." The two mothers exchanged surprised glances.

"Did they say what they want sweetie?"

Buffy shook her head vigorously 'Uh uh, But they looked like Mrs. Mackenzie did when I played outside with Mr, Fluffy in the garden." Joyce struggled to keep a straight face when she was reminded of just how displeased and shocked her daughter's aged babysitter was to find her prized poodle covered in grass clippings and old leaves next to an equally messy Buffy. Shaking the thought off she turned to her friend and said 'we better get over there then. It sounds serious."

Sandra nodded in return and then knelt down so she was closer to her daughter's height. "Cordy, can you and Buffy go and play while we go and speak to someone."

Cordelia nodded and Buffy agreed also. The mothers left, leaving the duo to there own devices. Buffy grabbed her new friend by the hand and dragged her away saying 'come on, there is this really, really great person you have just got to meet. She has really, really, really pretty flowers we just have to put in your hair."



Meanwhile a nervous Joyce and Sandra joined the Elder and the Soothsayer in a secluded tent. Elder Sara was dressed much the same as the other amazons, except in a purple hue, and violets were adorned in her hair. Soothsayer Epona however was wearing the robe of her calling. It was white, with mysterious markings embroidered in green and blue all through it. A scarf with the same designs was wrapped around her head, ebony hair falling in long waves down her back. Joyce and Sandra bowed, and then knelt down to join them.

"You wished to see us Elder Sara, Mistress Epona?" Joyce asked as she and Sandra looked at them worriedly.

Epona glanced unseeingly back with eyes far older then they seemed.



One to fight the darkness

A warrior of light is she

Breaker of prophecy

Maker of destiny

One to guide the warrior

A seer of light is she

Breaker of prophecy

Maker of destiny

Old souls are they

Gifted by Gaia

Goddess of life

Maiden . . . Mother . . . Crone

Daughters of light

Daughters of heart

Daughters of wisdom

Daughters of love

Warrior and Seer

Breakers of prophecy

Protector and guide

Makers of destiny



Epona suddenly broke out of her trance, startling the other occupants of the tent and looked straight into their eyes, 'the powers that be say we must guide Buffy Ann Xena Summers and Cordelia Gabrielle Chase into the right path as together or apart they will make great changes. I suggest a calling of the clans; the girls must learn what they can of the old ways." With those final words, Epona stood abruptly and left, leaving three very stunned women.

Buffy and Cordelia were happily sitting together under a tree, making daisy chains, chatting and giggling away. Both knew something serious was happening in the way only young children could and unable to join the other kids in playing were content to sit together patiently and await their mothers.

Epona seeing them joined the girls under the tree and started making the chains with them. Cordelia and Buffy peered at each and understood what the other was silently saying before turning to the woman.

"You're sad and lonely,' Cordelia stated bluntly, surprising Epona.

"You can be our friend,' Buffy offered cheerfully while painstakingly joining the ends of her chain together, she placed the crown on her new friends head. Epona was even more stunned.

"Where are my mommy and Buffy's mommy?"

"Are they going to be here soon?" Epona couldn't help but laugh at the curious, bright-eyed girls' investigation. Feeling a joy she hadn't felt for years.

"I would love to be your friend, your moms are still talking with the Elder, and yes they should be here soon."

Buffy and Cordelia once again shared a glance before shrugging in unison and then turning back to Epona, 'Okay."



10 years later, Buffy and Cordelia were practicing kendo under the watchful eye of their sensei when Cordelia slammed into a sudden stop, gasping out loud and eyes going blank. Buffy stopped just as suddenly and went straight to her best friends' side, holding her close and smoothing her hair back soothingly. She continued this while listening intently as she spoke. "Another has been chosen. Hardship she has faced. Fight valiantly she will, her soul one of the tired yet pure. Die she will, yet live she will. The day is coming for the chosen two, daughters of the old ones to appear."



Boston: the same year.



Faith awoke for the first time in weeks. Not from nightmares about being attacked and fighting f#^ked up looking beings in mid evil clothes, but by the sound of conflict happening outside her ram-shackled apartment. Reacting instinctively and giving no thought to her state of undress, Faith grabbed her broom and headed outside.

The same strange creatures from her nightmares were attacking a group of monks.

Faith dived into the fray, using all her years of street fighting experience. Foot stomp, elbow in chest, jump, ear rupture, dodge, groin kick, twist, jab, uppercut, knee to the groin. Time seemed to slow down as she fought.

Out of the corner of her eye she noticed a strange man dressed in a trench coat join the fight, protecting a monk from being hurt. She saw him pull something out of a pocket and strike one of the ugly faces with it. She almost didn't notice one of the beings coming up at her from behind when she saw the other one turn to dust.

"Here,' trench coat guy yelled as he tossed a wooden stake to her. She caught it easily and looked at him questioningly, 'stake them in the heart,' he called in response as he gestured with the hand holding the stake, unintentionally dusting another of the beasts.

Using the stranger's advice, Faith proceeded to dispose of the hideous man things. Minutes later the only people still standing was the trench coat guy, the monks and the still naked Faith who stalked angrily over to the old guy and growled, 'who are you old man and just what in hell were those . . . things?"

"Faith Lehanne?" Faith nodded affirmatively, eyes narrowing in suspicion. "I am Merrick Winchester and those creatures you just fought were Vampires." While he spoke he removed his trench coat and held it out to her. At her blank look he added, looking rather flushed 'I . . . um . . . thought that you would be more comfortable covered up a little." She rolled her eyes and sighed as she took the oversized coat and wrapped it around her self, tying it tightly around her waist. Before they could continue one of the monks came over to where they were standing.

"Blessings miss, we thank you for aiding us in our time of need,' the monk took the cross that had been hanging around his neck and held it out to her. Stunned Faith automatically held her own hand out and he placed the cross in her palm, gently closing her fingers around it. "For protection against the dark ones Miss, may the powers that be guide you in your calling." The monk then turned to Merrick. "Guide the chosen one well Watcher." With those last parting words, the monk rejoined his brothers as they set about changing the flat tyre on their bus.



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