Prologue - Willow takes a bath
The Secret World of Willow Rosenberg
A "BtVS:Secret World of Alex Mack" Crossover
by Dalton S. Spence
"I guess I'm not so average anymore." - Alex Mack DISTRIBUTION STATEMENT:
This story cannot be sold or used for profit in any way. Copies of this story may be made for private use only or posted in fanfic archives for general distribution, but must include all disclaimers and copyright notices.RATING:
Occurs after "Prophecy Girl"CONTENT WARNING:
This story depicts scenes of violence and/or their aftermath. If depictions of this nature disturb you, you may wish to read something other than this story.CLASSIFICATION:
C - Crossover with "The Secret World of Alex Mack" SUMMARY:
The new girl at Sunnydale has a weird secret all her own - one that Willow will soon share.DISCLAIMER:
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together with the names, titles and backstory are the sole copyright property of MTV Networks, Viacom International, Nickelodeon Television Network, Nickelodeon Productions, Hallmark Entertainment, and Lynch Entertainment. No copyright infringement was intended in the writing of this fan fiction. All other characters, the story idea and the story itself are the sole property of the author
. I'm too broke to be sued, anyway. (But if any of you think my literary skill presents that much of a risk, feel free to HIRE
me!)Prologue - Willow takes a bath
The security system of Paradise Valley Chemical's new Sunnydale research facility was state of the art, designed to prevent any unauthorized personnel from slipping into the laboratories unnoticed and escaping with company secrets. This included an array of special electromagnetic and chemical sensors designed to detect the unusual characteristics of one particular intruder, who had been a thorn in the company's side for the last few years. But every security system has its weak spot, and this one was no exception.
About twenty feet north of the main lab complex was a small building used to store various materials and equipment not immediately needed for the experiments being conducted next door. Since no records were kept there it was considered a low-security area, and the usual precautions of regular outside patrols, video surveillance and electronic door locks were considered sufficient. In theory, anyone trying to sneak in would be spotted and challenged.
Nobody thought about the sewers.
The quiet of the deserted building was shattered as a manhole cover went flying through the air to smash into the main electrical panel, knocking out all the lights and alarms and automatically locking all the doors. The guard in the security office immediately called for backup, silently cursing the fact his partner had just stepped outside for a smoke. No one would getting in or out through the doors until the power was restored, so he was on his own against one or more intruders of unknown nature or intent. Rather than confront them, he chose to remain where he was until help arrived, a wise decision that undoubtedly saved his life.
Unseen, two silent figures in tattered filthy clothes quickly scrambled out of the hole, then turned to help a third female figure emerge. Her feet had not quite cleared the edge when a beam of light illuminated her back, and she spasmed as a crossbow bolt from below ripped through her heart, turning her to dust in her friend's arms. The two remaining vampires (for that's what they were) quickly recovered, and split up to hide from their pursuers in the maze of wooden equipment crates and steel chemical drums.
There was brief pause, then a blond teenage girl holding a crossbow with a large flashlight attached emerged from below, and carefully scanned the area for any signs of movement. She was followed by another girl with long red hair holding a large high pressure water rifle filled with holy water, and a dark haired young man carrying a large silver cross and satchel filled with wooden stakes.
"Well, this is fun," murmured Xander as looked at the stacks and shelves of goods with disgust. "Did I ever tell you how much I loathed hide and seek as a kid?"
Buffy smiled slightly at her friends. Usually, she handled this sort of thing by herself, but this time her friends refused to let her go alone. "You're the ones who wanted to come slaying with me," she reminded him. "If you wanted fun, you should have gone to the mall."
Willow's response was unusually grim for her. "It stopped being fun when they decided to attack our families. Now, it's personal." She had seen a lot of things, and lost a lot of friends, but when they had put her mother in the hospital, something had snapped. Before, she had been mostly scared; now, she was just angry. This was a Willow none of them had ever seen before, and the transformation scared Xander almost as much as the vampires did.
Remembering how she had felt when her
mother had been attacked, Buffy just nodded, then motioned to the others to spread out. Buffy took the point, with her friends each taking one side of the wide aisle, making sure they kept each other in sight at all times. Even so, one of the vampires managed to surprise them, jumping off the top level of shelves and knocking Buffy down before she could get off a shot. Moving to finish off the stunned Slayer, he was stopped in his tracks by an excruciating burning sensation in the middle of his back. He quickly turned, only to get a face full of holy water from an enraged Willow. His howl of pain ended abruptly as the recovering Buffy thrust a stake though his heart.
The first hint Xander had that the remaining vampire had managed to sneak up behind him during the commotion was his short but painful flight across the aisle. As Buffy snatched up her fallen crossbow to dispatch their last enemy, Willow noticed that Xander's impact had dislodged the topmost of a tall stack of steel barrels, which was now plummeting towards his head. With a flying tackle that would have been the envy of anyone on Sunnydale High's football team, Willow knocked Xander behind a wooden crate just as the barrel smashed at her feet, drenching her in a strange golden chemical.
As Xander struggled to his feet dazed from the impacts, Buffy rushed over to her friends. "Willow, are you alright?" she asked anxiously.
Willow, still shaken from her close call, nodded slowly. "I guess so, depending on what this stuff is," she added.
Xander stumbled over to the remains of the barrel. "It says GC-161, whatever that means," he said, then moved the wreckage with his foot to get a better view. His mouth tightened into a grim line. "There's a bio-hazard symbol." He quickly picked up Willow's dropped water gun, and ignoring her protests proceeded to wash her down. However, Willow had already used most of the gun's "ammo," so he only managed a few squirts before he ran dry.
Just then they heard a small explosion, and the sound of the large loading dock door on the other side of the building being rolled up. Not wanting to answer a lot of questions, they scrambled back down the manhole, leaving behind three piles of ashes, a broken steel drum, and a wooden stake that fallen from Xander's bag. None of the noticed the shapeless silvery mass that slid out from behind some crates to follow them.