Mathais: Hello!
Chibi Anzu: *softly* This is the first time the author called upon me. I hope this idea isn't too bad.
Mathais: This is a Buffy: the Vampire Slayer and Power Rangers Turbo crossover.
Chibi Anzu: If you hate Power Rangers, please leave.
Shinkaa: If you hate Justin Stewart, the thirteen-year-old Ranger, also please leave.
Chibi Anzu: If you hate slash, and believe me, there will be slash, the back button in your friend.
Mathais: If you're still here and not going to flame, please continue.
Chibi Anzu: The ownership of both Buffy and Power Rangers Turbo don't belong to the author. Joss and Mutant Enemy own Buffy while Saban owns Power Rangers Turbo.
Shinkaa: That being said, read on.
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"Damn it!"
Alexander LaVelle Harris, known to his friends as Xander, was pissed.
He was on a road trip after graduation, trying to get away from the supernatural for a while and feel normal again.
It was a nice idea too...
...except for the fact that his car just died.
"You survived Sunnyhell, you got us this far, and you decide now, in some part of California I've never been in, to die!" Xander grumbled as he kicked the car. "Where am I anyway?"
He glanced around and his eyes landed upon a sign. "Angel Grove?"
Wondering if this place had any type of baddies, Xander grabbed his weapons, meaning a couple stakes, a cross, and a vial of holy water because it was night, and walked toward one of the buildings.
Entering a diner, Xander immediately noticed how everyone was at peace. So, there shouldn't be any baddies here. Good.
"What would you like?" A young man at the diner asked.
Quickly deciding on a meal, Xander took it and sat down. Eating quickly, the Slayerette felt rather than saw that a pair of eyes was trained on him. Finishing, Xander left as he grabbed a stake from the inside of his jacket.
The last thing that he expected was to have a squadron of humanoid fishes to appear out of nowhere in front of him.
Gulping, Xander backed up. "Can we talk this out?"
The fishes, which Xander suspected to be demons, charged him. He ducked a punch and replied back in a maneuver that he had never done before. Grabbing the appendage, he threw it over his head. Taking his stake, he slammed it into the fish's chest and watched as it disappeared into goop.
"Interesting." He whispered, just as he glided around another strike. It was a dance to him, unknown knowledge taking a hold of him, letting him do moves he couldn't do before. Throwing a demon into the air, Xander arched his leg and caught it while jamming his elbow into another one.
They aren't that fast or tough. Xander thought as he scissor-kicked another one.
He continued to battle and just as he felt fatigue pulling at his limbs, the fish thingies disappeared.
Gasping, not having that kind of work out in a while, Xander leaned against the wall. "What the hell were those?"
"Piranhatrons." A voice replied grimly. "Nasty things."
Whirling, Xander looked for the voice.
"You have to come back."
"Who are you?" Xander turned, drawing a stake quickly and efficiently from years of practice. "Come out and face me!"
A man appeared, black haired and brown eyed and not that much older than him. He was taller than most, but Xander's height easily matched his. The most intriguing thing about him was the fact that Xander recognized him, if only faintly.
"I don't understand. Who are you?"
"Tommy Oliver." The man replied, holding his hands up in a gesture of peace.
"That doesn't explain anything." The Slayerette brought a cross up and held it in front of him, wary of any attacks.
The person known as Tommy snorted. "What are you doing?"
"Not a vamp then." Xander muttered lowly.
Tommy seemed to grow more insistent. "You have to remember who you are!"
"I'm Alexander LaVelle Harris!" He insisted, dropping his cross into his pocket, but not letting go of his stake as he placed his back to the wall.
"That's who Tempus wanted you to think you are. But, you're not Alexander LaVelle Harris."
"Then who am I?" Xander asked softly.
"You're Justin Stewart, the Blue Mountain Blaster Turbo Ranger."
Those words struck a familiar cord within Xander. "Justin Stewart?"
"Justin Stewart." Xander turned, just as a tall blonde woman came into view. "That's who you are."
"I'm pretty sure it says Alexander LaVelle Harris on my birth certificate despite how crappy my parents are." Xander said nervously, eyeing the two adults warily.
"I'm Katherine Hillard, call me Kat." She introduced herself, the woman's name ringing a bell in his heart that had long since been muffled.
"A name doesn't help." Xander muttered, lowering the cross slightly, though hesitantly.
Kat turned to Tommy. "Justin wasn't religious, was he?"
"Not that I remember." Tommy snorted.
"Why's he have a cross then?" The woman had a faint Australian accent.
"I don't know." Tommy shrugged. "He's been brandishing it like a weapon to ward attacks off." Turning sharply, the man called out to the Slayerette. "Don't you dare move."
Freezing in place, Xander silently cursed the leader voice that prevented him from running, though he kind of recognized it. Resigning, Xander turned to them. "What do you want from me? What are you? Vamp, demon, alien, or something else? Do you want revenge on the Slayer or something?"
"Slayer?" The two chorused.
"Oh shit." Xander mumbled, cursing his tongue.
"What's a Slayer?" Tommy asked.
"None of your business." Xander growled. "What do you want with me?"
"We want to give you back your memories and hopefully join us again." Kat responded. "Just look inside of your and twist your wrist if you find a caged unknown power. Say 'Shift into Turbo' also."
Acknowledging that and the fact that the two wouldn't attack him, Xander closed his eyes and looked deep into himself. Blue flared in his mental vision, familiar, though different than he thought. He saw a caged blue orb that wiggled around a black cage. Tapping it with his mental hand, the cage broke and filled his veins with energy. Snapping his eyes open and turning his wrist, Xander saw a device appear on it, faint memories like phantoms being conjured in his mind. "Shift into Turbo!" When a key appeared in his left hand, Xander stuck it in an opening on the device with a motion very familiar and turned it. "Mountain Blaster Turbo Power!" Immediately, the Power flooded through him as he felt tight clothing covering his body. Looking outward, Xander felt a helmet with a one-sided visor appearing over his eyes.
Falling to his knees as both knowledge and memories flowed into his head; Xander felt the part that made him Xander mesh with another unknown part. The Blue Ranger then stood, his suit modeled after a car. "Who am I?"
"You're Justin Stewart, Blue Mountain Blaster Turbo Ranger, Defender of Earth, and a thirteen-year-old boy." Kat spoke up.
"I think I'll go by Xander just a little bit longer, Kat." He shrugged, the Justin part of his answering. "Saves me the trouble of having to hack a new identity." He demorphed, returning to his Xander form - only a bit more youthful and more muscular.
"It's good to see you back Justin." Tommy smiled. "You certainly look good older."
Xander shook his head. "I can't go by Justin again until Tempus is destroyed and the spell reversed." He muttered a curse. "I've had a shitty eighteen years here. What about Adam and Tanya?"
"The only ones on the side of good immune to Tempus's spell were Dimitria, Alpha, and I." Tommy replied. "I managed to reawake Kat, but I couldn't get a lock on you, Tanya, or Adam."
"How's the Power Chamber?"
"Stuck and near powerless. It's out of loop here, so it can't do much but be a haven, hold our Zords, and do minor searching." The Red Turbo Ranger shrugged.
"Tell me about your life." Kat stated curiously, but with an underlying tone of steel.
Xander shrugged, though his eyes darkened. "I had abusive parents. I survived and graduated from high school." His eyes widened, having said the wrong thing.
"Abusive." From the low, dark tone and the clenching of fists, Xander could tell that his leader was pissed.
The Slayerette and reborn Ranger shrugged again. "They aren't my real parents, so I don't really give a damn. "Xander then grinned. "I can actually drive legally and I graduated from school. Isn't that cool?"
"Very." Kat nodded, a light smile on her lips.
Calming, Xander looked out at the road. "I could look for Adam and Tanya. My friends won't miss me, I'm supposed to be on a road trip anyway."
"We're busy warding off Tempus's and Divatox's attacks, so that'd be nice. But... you'd be alone if anyone attacked you." The Pink Ranger's voice grew concerned. "Will you be all right?"
"Of course." Xander nodded, a fuzzy feeling in his chest from the concern that the other Rangers felt for him. "Except my car broke down."
"Take Mountain Blaster's mini mode." Tommy advised. "It'll look just like a normal car and it's all ready licensed. Hack your name in later and you're fine."
"Cool." With a smile on his face, Xander watched the familiar blue jeep appear. "I'll stay in touch." Holding out a slip of paper, Xander explained what it was. "That's my cell phone number."
"Here." Kat flung something at Xander. "A communicator."
Strapping on the silver wristband, the Ranger nodded. "Thanks." Shoving his stuff from his old car into Mountain Blaster, Xander handed some papers to those staying in Angel Grove. "Sell off this piece of crap."
"Yes sir!" Tommy grinned.
Hopping into Mountain Blaster, Xander waved as he drove off using the familiar controls. He paused to think at a stoplight. I feel Xander's pull weakening. I'm becoming Justin again. I need to keep Xander until I find Adam and Tanya and get back! Surprisingly, Xander didn't feel the soldier or the hyena either. As he drove, the eighteen-year-old was struck by a stray thought. What will happen to Sunnydale if I leave?
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Mathais: I hope that wasn't too bad.
Shinkaa: It shouldn't have been.
Chibi Anzu: I thought that it was quite good for a start.
Mathais: *nods*
Chibi Anzu: Remember! Slash will become prominent in the future chaps. Xander's straight, but Justin's gay, so he'll be interesting for the author to write.
Mathais: And so we leave! Merry Christmas!
Shinkaa: This is the only way we'll get to say it... Merry Christmas!
Chibi Anzu: Have a Happy New Year! 'Cuz the author won't have another fic or chapter up in any of his stories for another couple of weeks.
Mathais: *pouts* The author has gotten Final Fantasy X-2. What do you expect?
All Three: *still arguing, though they wave good bye*