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Summary: This is B5/Buffy crossover. It will have violence, bad language, and some sexual content. Some spoilers for both shows. Pairings: not sure yet.

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Television > Babylon 5scifimimiFR151638021,95921 Jan 0621 Jan 06No
A/N: This plot bunny attacked me a while ago, and I have edited it enough in my head to post. This story is not slash. I have posted part of this story at ff.net under the name scifimimi. It will have violence, mild sexual content, and bad language.
Babylon 5 and its characters belong to the wonderful JMS and Warner Brothers. I will make no money from this fic. Buffy the Vampire Slayer and its wonderful characters belong to Joss Whedon. Anything else you recognize does not belong to me either.
As always, please read and review. This story will be slightly AU for both shows. Thank you.
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It started as he sat in his dorm room. He was sitting behind his desk, talking to his best friend on the phone. When the conversation ended, he sat on his bed, closed his eyes and relaxed. He then went back to his desk, intending to start his political science essay. The screen went blank as he started to type. His eyes changed for a brief moment to black, then something reached out of the screen and pulled him into it.

He fell on an impeccably dressed man who asked, “What do you want?”
Morden got a blank stare, then a look of comprehension. Morden asked the question again, this time getting a response.
“I want the world to know me, and say my name in awe. And I want to be the most powerful person dead or alive. I want to be in charge.”
Morden smiled to himself, and told him, “I am Morden. It will be a pleasure working with you. My associates and I will help with your goal. In exchange, you will do us any favors we ask you. No catches, no hidden anything. We look forward to our future working together.”
They shake hands.
“I accept, Mr. Morden. I, by the way am Carter Davis. It will be a pleasure working with you and your associates.”
“Thank you. My associates and I are quite pleased to meet you.”

Former Watcher Rupert Giles was dreaming. In the dream he was enjoying the rare volume that Buffy had given him for turning the annoying recently souled vampire Spike into a pile of dust. All of a sudden he found himself in a strange corridor with a strangely dressed figure that wore a purple ornate headpiece.
“Who are you?” Giles demanded, angry his reading was interrupted.
The figure said, “We will meet before the hour of scampering.”
Giles then woke up, looked at his clock, realized it said 4 am, went back to sleep and had another dream, this time involving Spike and Xander chasing a giant Twinkie. This dream was interrupted by a ringing phone.

Alexander Harris, friend to Giles’ slayer was having a dream. A dream involving something he would never tell said friend or he would feel full blunt of her slayer strength. His dream involved a few things Buffy would never say or do to him. When he suddenly appeared in a corridor with a purple-cloaked figure, he did the only rational thing he could think of, and screamed like a little girl. Then he got up and ran away faster than he thought possible. The figure appeared at the end of the corridor, stopping him with a long pointy metallic object a few inches from his face.
“We will meet at the hour of scampering,”
Xander woke up screaming, and immediately called Giles.

Earlier that day, the not-dusted vampire Spike was dreaming of something, well something involving a moment that really should not be interrupted. So he was not happy on finding himself naked next to a purple-cloaked figure with an ornate headpiece.
“Who the bloody hell are you? And what the bloody hell do you want?”
The figure hesitated a moment before telling Spike the same thing it told Giles. Spike woke up, swore, and went back to sleep, dreaming of another moment that should and would not be interrupted. He woke up a few hours later and headed out to hunt demons; he needed to clear his head.

The End?

You have reached the end of "An Unholy Alliance" – so far. This story is incomplete and the last chapter was posted on 21 Jan 06.

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