Title: When One Life Ends…
Author: DanKnight (email@example.com)
Rating: PG at the absolute worst.
Spoilers: Spoilers for the Buffy episode “Help” (7.04)
Archive: Ask first, but I am sure I will say yes
Feedback: Are you kidding? Of course I want feedback. Good, bad, indifferent, bring it on!
Synopsis: A response to the “20 minutes with Cassie” Challenge. Cassie saw her future. She was fated to die. Or was she?
Distribution: Twisting the Hellmouth and Any of the list I post this story on obviously can post it on their archives if they want. Other then that I would appreciate if anyone asked first. Not because I am picky about who shows it, but I would like to actually see where it is going.
Authors Note: This is a response to the “20 minutes with Amy” Challenge. The challenge was basically to spend 20 minutes writing Amy in a crossover situation. I decided to take the challenge and came up with this. .
Disclaimer: Buffy and Cassie do not belong to me. They are the property of Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, and some other people and companies that aren’t me. Highlander is the property of. Highlander is the property of Davis-Panzer, Anchor Bay, Spike TV, Gaumont Television and others who are also not me. This story is for fun and I am making no profit off any of it.
Buffy helped Cassie up, having just saved her from the misguided boys. “See Cassie you weren’t fated to die.”
“I am.” Cassie says, “It still hasn’t happened.”
“What are you…” Before Buffy could finish she opened the door triggering the booby trap set up. An arrow shot from the wall. The Slayer tried to catch it, she truly tried. But she was too late and the arrow sunk into Cassie’s chest.
“Oh God! Cassie!” Buffy shouted.
“It’s ok Buffy.” Cassie said weakly, “It wasn’t you’re fault.”
“Just hold on.” Buffy said as she slowly lied Cassie down on the floor.
“It’s too late Buffy.” Cassie said at peace, she knew this day was coming. At least now it was over. Her life was over. “Don’t worry Buffy.” Cassie said as she gently touched her face, “You will still change the world.”
And with that Cassie faded away. Knowing her life was over.
Later that night a man entered the Sunnydale morgue. He came into town when his plane had to make an unscheduled landing back from Paris.
On the way to his hotel he planned nothing more then rest. It was when he passed the local high school that it had come over him…. The feeling. One he knew too well.
He had rushed into the high school hoping to find out what someone was doing there so late. He was too late, for what he didn’t know. He just came in time to see a young girl shot by an arrow of all things. Realizing he was too late to get involved he hid as he watched the girl die.
The stranger slowly closed the door to the morgue. He crept over and saw a sheet over what was clearly a small boddy. He lifted the sheet and looked at the girl lying down on the table. It was her, the same girl from the school. He hadn’t come to town planning on this but he had to act. Or else there was no telling what could happen.
He put the sheet back on and lifted the still lifeless body. Getting it out would be difficult, but it wasn’t the first time he had to do it.
Cassie felt a pain in her chest as she awoke. It wasn’t long before the confusion and the fear set it.
“What the hell!” She screamed. This wasn’t right. She hadn’t seen this, she wasn’t supposed to be here. She wasn’t supposed to be anything.
“Calm down.” She heard someone say. The blonde looked over and saw a tall man standing above her. He was older, his dark eyes showing someone wise beyond his years.
“What the…” Cassie said as she got up. She hadn’t realized she had been lying in a bed. She stood and noticed she was naked save an oversized T-shirt barely covering her. She quickly grabbed the sheet from off the bed and covered herself. “What the hell? I’m naked? What is this? Where am I, what did you do to me?” She asked in a mixture of anger and fear.
“I didn’t do anything.” The stranger assured her calmly. “I didn’t have time to find any clothes, and mine don’t exactly fit you.”
“What is this? What is this place?” She said.
“It’s my hotel. I can explain.” He replied reassuringly.
“Explain what, what can you explain?” She said then interrupted before he could answer. “I’m not supposed to be here. I was supposed to have died.” She asked confused.
“You did die.” He said.
“Then how am I here? Is this what is after death?” She asked.
“For you. Yes.” He said.
“I don’t understand.” She said the fear returning. Cassie hadn’t felt any visions for herself after the school. She didn’t understand. She was scared, for the first time in her life. “Who are you?” She finally asked.
“I’m Duncan MacLeod of the Clan MacLeod.” He said calmly putting his hand on her shoulder. “I’m someone like you.”
“Like me?” She asked meekly.
“Sit down. I will explain everything.”
Cassie sat down and listened to the most incredible story she had ever heard. One of immortality, and battles, and a life she never imagined. Cassie also noticed she didn’t get anything anymore. No visions, it was like they died with her.
Cassie thought this night would mark the end of her life. She had realized now that in reality, it marked the beginning.