Rating: PG 13 for now . . .
disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters involved in this fic.
Main pairing: Not sure, at the moment at least X/C, but could also be X/F or X/F/C and may even change into X/B . . .
Feedback: Do I have to tell? Please, let me know what you think of it.
Many, many thanks to my beta reader 3D Master for correcting my mistakes, listening to my ideas and for the motivation
Time Frame: After Faith, Hope and Trick, S3 BtVS.
Summary: Xander, Willow, Faith and Buffy were patrolling, until Willow asked Buffy something and she answered . . .
*****
"You did what?" Buffy screamed.
"I lied," Xander said calmly.
Willow looked pissed, but not as much as Buffy.
"His soul! He had his soul back! Willow performed the spell and you lied. I pushed Angel into Hell thanks to you. You betrayed me!"
She brought force into the argument by knocking him down. He was unconscious, lying on the ground, blood streaming out of his nose and mouth, his jaw broken, and a couple of his teeth laid next to his head. "I'm gonna kill you!" she snapped furious.
Faith was ready to intervene, but no matter how pissed Willow was, this is something she just couldn't watch and do nothing, so she was first. "No, Buffy. Don't . . . please."
Buffy looked incredulously at her. "What!? He betrayed you Willow, your trust."
Willow nodded, her eyes flashed fury for a moment. "I am more pissed then you realize . . . but you don't have to kill him," she said in a calm tone, surpressing her anger.
"Yes, I do!" she yelled and then shook her head. "No, you're right that's even too good for that *asshole*."
"Do you have something different in mind," a teenage looking girl asked suddenly.
Buffy wasn't paying attention. "Yeah, *he* should be sent to hell, taking Angel's place."
"Is that your wish?" the girl asked.
Buffy looked at her, thought for a moment and then shook her head. "No, I wish that that *asshole* hadn't lied to me."
The girl smiled. "Wish Granted . . ."
*****
Buffy turned her head and looked around frowning. Huge fires were everywhere. They lid up the dark sky. Xander who had laid in front of her had disappeared. Willow and Faith who had been standing next to her, as well.
From out of nowhere two huge hell beasts were standing in front of her, ready to attack her. Buffy dodged the first couple of blows from them and her fist connected with one of them. But to her surprise the beast wasn't even fazed by the hit as it growled and launched one of his own. Buffy's surprise was fatal for her; the strike hit home. She flew back several yards. Dizzily she rubbed her forehead with her hand, and saw the two hell beasts in front of her, ready to give her the final blow.
Then she heard a male voice shouting, it was coming from a jeep. "Faith, Angel shoot those bastards." The voice was familiar . . . it was Xander.
Buffy heard the sounds of two shotguns blasting and the two hellbeasts roared. They turned their heads to the new arrivals. "That got their attention . . . Ride away, Giles," Xander commanded. The hell beasts were in pursuit of the jeep. "They have left the victim. Angel, Faith . . . shoot." Two arrows with strange tips left the compound bow and hit their targets. They bored themselves through the thick and hardened skin of the beasts. The beasts looked stunned and then roared loudly as they where ripped open from inside out and organs flew around, they were dead. "Excellent! Those explosive tipped arrows worked perfect, they never let us down . . . thank you, Rambo. And you too, Cordy," Xander said grinning. "Now ride back to check out the victim," he ordered.
*****
"Buffy? You were dead?" Xander asked.
Buffy, still a bit dazed looked up at Xander.
"Dead?" she asked. Then her memories came back. "You should be dead, asshole!" she shouted while she launched herself from the ground and her fist rushed through the air. Before it could hit the aimed target, her fist was intercepted by Angel. Faith in turn kicked her down hard.
Buffy looked up from the ground, groaning in pain, and saw the three standing over her, looking stunned.
"Why did you attack me, Buffy? And why are you still alive? You died when Acathla opened. Angel barely escaped," Xander asked.
Buffy said nothing as the words sank into her mind and tried to stand up. Faith held her down with her foot. "You better answer the question, girl!"
Buffy looked at Faith. "Faith?" she asked, bewildered. Then she looked around and saw that they were all wearing armor and heavy weapons.
"You know me?" Faith asked.
Buffy looked back at her and nodded. "You're the Slayer called after Kendra's death. We have defeated Kakistos."
"Yes, we have. But you were dead," Faith said.
Buffy blinked. she thought as she didn't understand it at all. She watched them, searching for answers. "Why do you wear all that stuff," she asked the group.
"We are the resistance, you don't know?" Xander spoke.
"Resistance?"
Xander nodded. "We fight the demons of hell. Why don't you know?"
Buffy looked at them and then around. "What has happened?" she asked, slowly beginning to understand.
"Acathla opened the hell and earth is now conquered by the demons from it. Billions of people have died since then and we try to fight it."
Buffy jaw dropped. "Acathla opened hell. But I pushed Angel through . . ."
Faith kicked her, "You never did, you didn't have the guts," she said with disdain.
Angel who looked with sorrow calmed Faith. "It's not her fault, Faith. It's mine . . ."
Faith watched him. "No, it's not! Your demon did it . . . But she . . ." anger was filling her tone ". . . she failed at her job and now we *all* suffer the consequences!"
Before the bickering could get out of hand, Xander interrupted. "It's nobody's fault. It happened." Then he watched them, embarrassment took over. For the first time since it happened Xander couldn't hide his secret anymore. He closed his eyes. "Actually it's my fault," he said calmly. "I'm so sorry, Buf." He shook his head, guilt plainly written on his sad face. "I had the chance to stop it. To help you . . ."
Faith and Angel looked at him, not understanding. With a sore voice Xander continued. "I have no excuse, it all happened so fast. Willow had just recovered and was out of her coma . . ." He shook his head and looked from Faith questioning look to Angel's. "Willow . . . she was perfoming her spell to give your soul back . . . I was the one to tell you . . ." He closed his eyes again, to hide his shame form him self. "I could . . . I should . . . I wanted, but I didn't have the heart to lie to you . . . to make . . . to make your job easier . . ." He opened his wetted eyes, looked at Angel as he nodded empathecally back in understanding.
"I wish you had, Xander. But it's not easy to betray your friends . . . That's something we have learned from you the past months . . ." Angel said softly.
Even though she had the same feelings and understanding for this as Angel, Faith let a little hurt look drill into Xander's sorrowful eye's as some of her respect for him had been damaged a bit. With mixed feelings she released Buffy.
A sudden sound from the jeep was his rescue. "Hurry up!" Giles yelled.
Buffy eyes grew wide and she slowly stood up, half understanding what was going on. "But . . . I pushed you . . . and you . . . you did . . ." she stuttered and stopped when she saw the hurt and grim faces of the trio staring at her. Then the realization of what had happened smacked into her like a steel baseball bat. She staggered back, and then fell down, as the last words before this hell hole appeared rushed back to her, "No, I wish that that *asshole* hadn't lied to me," and the last two words echoed through her mind: "Wish Granted."
I really would like to know what you think of this.
disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters involved in this fic.
Main pairing: Not sure, at the moment at least X/C, but could also be X/F or X/F/C and may even change into X/B . . .
Feedback: Do I have to tell? Please, let me know what you think of it.
Many, many thanks to my beta reader 3D Master for correcting my mistakes, listening to my ideas and for the motivation
Time Frame: After Faith, Hope and Trick, S3 BtVS.
Summary: Xander, Willow, Faith and Buffy were patrolling, until Willow asked Buffy something and she answered . . .
*****
"You did what?" Buffy screamed.
"I lied," Xander said calmly.
Willow looked pissed, but not as much as Buffy.
"His soul! He had his soul back! Willow performed the spell and you lied. I pushed Angel into Hell thanks to you. You betrayed me!"
She brought force into the argument by knocking him down. He was unconscious, lying on the ground, blood streaming out of his nose and mouth, his jaw broken, and a couple of his teeth laid next to his head. "I'm gonna kill you!" she snapped furious.
Faith was ready to intervene, but no matter how pissed Willow was, this is something she just couldn't watch and do nothing, so she was first. "No, Buffy. Don't . . . please."
Buffy looked incredulously at her. "What!? He betrayed you Willow, your trust."
Willow nodded, her eyes flashed fury for a moment. "I am more pissed then you realize . . . but you don't have to kill him," she said in a calm tone, surpressing her anger.
"Yes, I do!" she yelled and then shook her head. "No, you're right that's even too good for that *asshole*."
"Do you have something different in mind," a teenage looking girl asked suddenly.
Buffy wasn't paying attention. "Yeah, *he* should be sent to hell, taking Angel's place."
"Is that your wish?" the girl asked.
Buffy looked at her, thought for a moment and then shook her head. "No, I wish that that *asshole* hadn't lied to me."
The girl smiled. "Wish Granted . . ."
*****
Buffy turned her head and looked around frowning. Huge fires were everywhere. They lid up the dark sky. Xander who had laid in front of her had disappeared. Willow and Faith who had been standing next to her, as well.
From out of nowhere two huge hell beasts were standing in front of her, ready to attack her. Buffy dodged the first couple of blows from them and her fist connected with one of them. But to her surprise the beast wasn't even fazed by the hit as it growled and launched one of his own. Buffy's surprise was fatal for her; the strike hit home. She flew back several yards. Dizzily she rubbed her forehead with her hand, and saw the two hell beasts in front of her, ready to give her the final blow.
Then she heard a male voice shouting, it was coming from a jeep. "Faith, Angel shoot those bastards." The voice was familiar . . . it was Xander.
Buffy heard the sounds of two shotguns blasting and the two hellbeasts roared. They turned their heads to the new arrivals. "That got their attention . . . Ride away, Giles," Xander commanded. The hell beasts were in pursuit of the jeep. "They have left the victim. Angel, Faith . . . shoot." Two arrows with strange tips left the compound bow and hit their targets. They bored themselves through the thick and hardened skin of the beasts. The beasts looked stunned and then roared loudly as they where ripped open from inside out and organs flew around, they were dead. "Excellent! Those explosive tipped arrows worked perfect, they never let us down . . . thank you, Rambo. And you too, Cordy," Xander said grinning. "Now ride back to check out the victim," he ordered.
*****
"Buffy? You were dead?" Xander asked.
Buffy, still a bit dazed looked up at Xander.
"Dead?" she asked. Then her memories came back. "You should be dead, asshole!" she shouted while she launched herself from the ground and her fist rushed through the air. Before it could hit the aimed target, her fist was intercepted by Angel. Faith in turn kicked her down hard.
Buffy looked up from the ground, groaning in pain, and saw the three standing over her, looking stunned.
"Why did you attack me, Buffy? And why are you still alive? You died when Acathla opened. Angel barely escaped," Xander asked.
Buffy said nothing as the words sank into her mind and tried to stand up. Faith held her down with her foot. "You better answer the question, girl!"
Buffy looked at Faith. "Faith?" she asked, bewildered. Then she looked around and saw that they were all wearing armor and heavy weapons.
"You know me?" Faith asked.
Buffy looked back at her and nodded. "You're the Slayer called after Kendra's death. We have defeated Kakistos."
"Yes, we have. But you were dead," Faith said.
Buffy blinked. she thought as she didn't understand it at all. She watched them, searching for answers. "Why do you wear all that stuff," she asked the group.
"We are the resistance, you don't know?" Xander spoke.
"Resistance?"
Xander nodded. "We fight the demons of hell. Why don't you know?"
Buffy looked at them and then around. "What has happened?" she asked, slowly beginning to understand.
"Acathla opened the hell and earth is now conquered by the demons from it. Billions of people have died since then and we try to fight it."
Buffy jaw dropped. "Acathla opened hell. But I pushed Angel through . . ."
Faith kicked her, "You never did, you didn't have the guts," she said with disdain.
Angel who looked with sorrow calmed Faith. "It's not her fault, Faith. It's mine . . ."
Faith watched him. "No, it's not! Your demon did it . . . But she . . ." anger was filling her tone ". . . she failed at her job and now we *all* suffer the consequences!"
Before the bickering could get out of hand, Xander interrupted. "It's nobody's fault. It happened." Then he watched them, embarrassment took over. For the first time since it happened Xander couldn't hide his secret anymore. He closed his eyes. "Actually it's my fault," he said calmly. "I'm so sorry, Buf." He shook his head, guilt plainly written on his sad face. "I had the chance to stop it. To help you . . ."
Faith and Angel looked at him, not understanding. With a sore voice Xander continued. "I have no excuse, it all happened so fast. Willow had just recovered and was out of her coma . . ." He shook his head and looked from Faith questioning look to Angel's. "Willow . . . she was perfoming her spell to give your soul back . . . I was the one to tell you . . ." He closed his eyes again, to hide his shame form him self. "I could . . . I should . . . I wanted, but I didn't have the heart to lie to you . . . to make . . . to make your job easier . . ." He opened his wetted eyes, looked at Angel as he nodded empathecally back in understanding.
"I wish you had, Xander. But it's not easy to betray your friends . . . That's something we have learned from you the past months . . ." Angel said softly.
Even though she had the same feelings and understanding for this as Angel, Faith let a little hurt look drill into Xander's sorrowful eye's as some of her respect for him had been damaged a bit. With mixed feelings she released Buffy.
A sudden sound from the jeep was his rescue. "Hurry up!" Giles yelled.
Buffy eyes grew wide and she slowly stood up, half understanding what was going on. "But . . . I pushed you . . . and you . . . you did . . ." she stuttered and stopped when she saw the hurt and grim faces of the trio staring at her. Then the realization of what had happened smacked into her like a steel baseball bat. She staggered back, and then fell down, as the last words before this hell hole appeared rushed back to her, "No, I wish that that *asshole* hadn't lied to me," and the last two words echoed through her mind: "Wish Granted."
I really would like to know what you think of this.