Interchange
Interchange
by Lily Livered (lily_livered@hotmail.com)
Author's Note: This story
is set around the third season of BtVS, but that isn't majorly
important seeing as we're in an alternate universe. I'm thinking,
tho, Post Angel-in-hell, Pre Willow/Xander hook-up. Faith is
around but not in an evil way. Also, this might be a little
spoiler-y for the newest Buffy hardcover, 'The Book of Fours' (which
totally rocks, but that's beside the point), and it may help with
the understanding if you've read it.
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Prologue:
3. The number of years that India
had been The Slayer, the years that had led up to this moment.
2. The number of lives that, at this
moment, she desperately wanted to save.
1. The number of seconds it took for
her to decide
"Kit, I want you to take Mariposa and
run. Just get the hell out of here." She said softly as they
backed away from the mummy-like creature that was brandishing an
ornate, evil-looking axe in their direction. "I'll keep it
busy while you get away."
"India, as your Watcher and as your
friend, I---"
"Kit." India interrupted. "There
will always be another Slayer. There'll never be another you."
That's where you're wrong India
The robed figure seemed to just appear in the nearby shadows. It
then launched itself at the mummy. "Go now!" It cried
out as it tackled the axe-weilding ghoul.
India and Kit, both saying silent thank-yous
to whatever god had sent their saviour, ran past the spot where
the mummy had been standing only moments before.
But something Some indescribable,
undeniable force made Kit stop as fled. He turned just in time to
see the stranger fall, the axe embedded in his chest. Just in
time to see the hood fall back and reveal the stranger's face.
Kit's eyes widened. He felt his mouth drop
open to gasp, but couldn't stop it. He saw the mummy pull
out the axe with a sickening squelch and couldn't make his
feet start running.
"Kit!" India had seen him stop
and looked back. "We're supposed to be running now, remember?"
.5 That was how many seconds it
seemed to take for the mummy to raise its arm and send the axe
soaring through the air towards the spot where India was standing.
.1 The number of seconds that it
took for Kit to place himself between India and the axe.
100,000,000,000,000,000 The
number of pieces India's heart broke into as she forced herself
to run away. To run away from the mummy, away from Kit's broken
body
To run away from her life.
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Questions? Comments? Anything?? lily_livered@hotmail.com
Oh, and Mariposa is her dog. Just in case
you cared.
