Hi Pop By: Maineiac
Fic-A-Thon for lisa roquin
Author's Request Genre: Highlander, Stargate, Xmen Max Rating: Any Characters: in order of preference Xander, Wesley, Faith, Type: Anything goes. Seriously. Want To See: shrug er, --chocolate. Not Want To See: Saint Anybody or Ultra Whiny anybody (two things I know but...)
Hi Pop
By: Maineiac
Fic-A-Thon for lisa roquin
Author's Request
Genre: Highlander, Stargate, Xmen
Max Rating: Any
Characters: in order of preference Xander, Wesley, Faith,
Type: Anything goes. Seriously.
Want To See: shrug er, --chocolate.
Not Want To See: Saint Anybody or Ultra Whiny anybody (two things I know but...)
BtVS/SG-1 x-over
Rating: PG-13, for language
AN: This is set after Chosen and Home, as well as in season 7 of SG. Will have Daniel, and Janet, sorry to any Jonas fans, not very good at writing him, and I don NOT like the idea of killing off the Doc, so, she's not dead! Conner was given a new life, but the AI team was not mind wiped for it.
As you may well have guessed, I no way own either BtVS, AtS, or SG-1, if I did, things would have turned out SO much better then they did! Now, with that in mind, I also am not a techo babble fan, nor can I write it all that well, so if some of the things that are said seem OC, please bear that in mind. Also, this is a one off, but I may be tempted to continue.
Denver Colorado
Aug 23, 2004
22:00
"Are you sure you got the right address Wes?" the dark haired man beside him asked as the trio stood outside looking at the building.
"This is the place the locator spell indicated Xander. Why a demon cult would choose here to have a gathering thought I'm not sure."
"Man, this place makes me hungry." The third member of the group said as she walked up, a sword slung casually over her shoulder.
"This is to much like when Ethan pulled that stunt back in the 'Dale." Was Xanders reply as he too looked around the area, making sure they were not spotted. He may not have depth perception anymore, but he had learned to deal fairly well with it in the time the trio had been together.
After they had defeated the First, the bedraggled group had made there way to LA, to let Angel know they were ok, and to hopefully find some place to rest and lick their wounds. What they found instead was a the AI team living and working for Wolfram & Hart, and the split between the groups grew just a bit more.
Angel and Buffy had fought over Spike, while Willow was still riding high from the spell she had cast. It wasn't long after that that Faith decided she needed to leave, Robin had died before he could receive help, and she was still an escaped con, something the newbies didn't need to be caught up in. What had surprised her was the two men waiting for her when she walked out the door.
Wes had still felt like he no longer belonged, to much bad blood between him and the rest of the group, and he had decided to go with his Slayer, hoping they could help each other find some kind of redemption.
Xander needed to get away, the death of Anya had left a huge hole in his heart, and staying around those who had known her was too painful for the one eyed carpenter. He knew he could never give up the fight against evil, but he needed to do it away from those he had worked with, and Wes and Faith's leaving gave him that out.
That had been a year ago, and they three found, much to their surprise, they actually worked good together. Wes had started teaching Xander how to fight with weapons, compensating for his vision problem, and Faith had helped him in the unarmed department so the former Zeppo was now able to carry his own weight once more without fear of injuring either himself or one of the others in a fight.
With Wes as their magical backup, Xanders' memories of the soldier he had been for one night, and Faith's Slayer abilities, the formed a well working team. True, they still had some problems at times, but for the most part, they were able to get in and do their jobs with a minimal of fuss.
"Let's just get in there and get this done boys, I want to see what this burg has for fun." Faith called over her shoulder as she jogged towards the chocolate factory.
Cheyenne Mountain
Stargate Command
August 23, 2004
22:30
"Incoming traveler." The voice called over the loud speakers deep underground.
"Who is it?" General Hammond asked the Sergeant on watch.
"It's SG-1's signal Sir."
"Open the iris. Get a squad to the embarkation room, they are not do back for another two days yet." The Texan told the Sargent, as the large metal seal retracted from the event horizon.
He watched as the squad entered, taking up position, waiting to see just why his crack team was returning, unscheduled. While SG-1 was the best, they also ran into the most problems, do in part to their assignments to be a first contact group, as well as the hatred the System Lords had for them, a former Jaffa, and the teams leader a constant thorn in the side of the parasites making them prime targets for the alien race..
The first to appear was Major Samantha Carter, supporting someone dressed in the robes of a Tok'ra. Behind her, the teams linguist, Daniel Jackson, came, caring what looked like a large box and he was all but pushed down the ramp as the last two appeared, firing back through the gate. Teal'c's staff weapon discharging one last time as the gate winked out of existence.
"Colonel O'Neill, what is going on?" the Generals asked as he entered the room, the guards standing down.
"Sorry about that Sir." the brash leader of the group said as he came to stand beside the older man. "Seems Carter's dad was in a hurry to leave after pissing off the local snake."
"What were the Tok'ra doing there?"
"George." The man in question said, moving to face his long time friend, leaning on his daughter for support. "We were checking on a reported mutiny. Seems Khem started using those drugs that I stole on some of the loyal Jaffa, trying to breed better soldiers and it backfired on him."
Who is Khem?" the General asked, looking to the resident Egyptologist
"Khem is the Egyptian god of reproduction, generation, fertility, harvest, agriculture, plant life, and human fertility." The sandy haired man told him, putting the heavy box down. "I don't think we will have to many problems with him for a while thought. Last we saw, he was leaving on a mothership.
"Go see Doctor Frasier, and report back to me in an hour." the General told them. Watching as they filed out, he wondered sometimes if maybe he would have less stress if he just retired.
Denver Colorado
Aug 23, 2004
23:00
"Dam it, if I get my hands on that little ferret…" Faith shouted as she ducked another punch. "I'll turn him inside out!"
"He lied, imagine that." Xander told her, as he fended off another vamp. "Wes, you find a way out yet?"
"No, and if you keep asking, I never will." The Englishman shot back, flipping through the spell book he had pulled from his coat pocket.
They had been fighting for a while now, each of them showing signs of the encounters as they were forced deeper and deeper into the basement of the factory. Each time they thought they finally had the upper hand, a new group would attack, and at the rate they were going, it would not be long before one of them was killed. Now, trapped in a blind corner, Wes was frantically flipping through his magic book, looking for anything that would get them out of there.
Hearing a cry of pain, he looked up just in time to see Xander fall, his head bouncing hard of the concrete floor, where he lay still.
"FAITH!" he shouted, pointing to the younger man. It was now or never he knew, faith would not last long against the demons on her own. Flipping as fast as he could, he spotted a spell he had never tried before, and taking a deep breath, he knew he didn't have anything to lose by trying.
Faith, for her part, had heard the cry of pain, as well as Wes's shout, and turning from her opponent, she started fighting her way towards where Xander lay. She was just grateful the leader had ordered them taken alive, otherwise, the vamp she saw lifting the dark haired youth would drink him dry. Pulling out her last stake, she threw it, turning the minion to dust. She heard chanting, and felt the power building and with a last effort, she reached Xander's side, taking a few blows as she did, one catching her in the side hard enough for her to feel the broken rids on her left side grind together.
Xander could feel himself being dragged, and acting on instincts from years of living on the hellmouth, he lashed out, only to have a firm hand stop his blow. Looking up, his vision blurry, he could just make out a woman's face looking down at him.
"Knew I had an angel." He whispered, just before the darkness took hold.
"Wes!" Faith shouted to the Brit, as she all but threw Xander to him, hoping she didn't do more harm then good as she started fighting her way towards them, praying the small shield the Watcher had erected would keep him safe for the few moments he needed. Even if she didn't make it, she wanted her boys safe.
Cheyenne Mountain
Stargate Command
August 23, 2004
23:02
The exam's by the bases CMO did not take long, due to having her full staff available at the time, and she joined them as they headed for the meeting with Hammond. It would be her responsibility to analyze the drugs they had brought back to see what effects they might have had on the Jaffa that had been tested on. Knowing the team as she did, Janet Frasier knew they would want to try and recruit them, but if the side effects were to sever, it could also kill an entire planet of people.
Sitting in a seat beside Daniel, she waited for the meeting to begin, her eyes wandering towards glass divided between them and the large artifact that was the main focus of the entire instillation. Seeing the General walking in, they all stood, only for him to wave them back to their seats, the older man never standing on to much formality when things could get ugly fast.
"What have we got?" he asked. Taking his own seat.
"We know Khem wants more power, and to get it, he's willing to kill as man people as he can. The Jaffa we saw that he used the drugs on were stronger, faster but less able to keep discipline. They went bezerk almost." Jacob Carter told him, his symbiant letting him do the talking for now. "When he tried to stop them, I saw twenty of them tear through over a hundred of his elite guards in like they were nothing."
"Are they like the super soldiers Anubis had breed?" Janet asked him, having seen the pale mutated soldiers the Ga'ould had created up close.
"No, they just didn't feel any pain, but they were injured, and bleeding, and they could die, it just didn't seem to effect them."
"Carter, I want you to work with Doctor Frasier, see what you can…." His words cut off as the entire room started to shake, and klaxons sounded through the room.
As one, all seven jumped to their feet, going down the stairs to the control room where a flustered Sargent Davis was looking at his control panel as though it had betrayed him. "The Gate's opening, but there's no wormhole." He told them, trying to get out of the way as Major Carter approached.
"That's impossible. An event horizon cant form if there is no point of origin."
"Carter, tell that to the white glow." O'Neill said as he ran from the room, Teal'c right behind him. The two warriors made it into the main chamber just as the small white glow expanded, tossing them back against the wall as streams of electricity arced around the stargate, blowing connectors and lights.
"Shut the iris!" O'neill shouted back towards his 21C.
"I can't sir, we have no control over anything!" her voice carried back, sounding both excited and worried at the same time. "Something is coming through!"
As one, all the men in the room dropped down, guns trained on the strange portal before them, waiting to see what was going to happen. O'Neill tensed, seeing a darkness in the whiter glare, wishing he had his sun glasses, at least, it was so bright. Final, after what seemed like forever, but was less then thirty seconds, a body fell out, rolling down the ramp and lying motionless. Before they could even think, a man stepped backwards through it, his hands held out before him.
"Get you bloody ass over here!" they heard him shout as he stepped back two more feet. "I can't… hold it much longer." The weariness was evident in his voice, but he never faltered in what he was doing. Taking another step back, they watched as he fell to one knee, his hands still up, waiting for something.
Suddenly another shape came hurdling out of the white glare, hitting the floor past the end of the ramp, rolling to a stop only when it hit the wall. As the person went by, the man dropped his hands, turning to look over his shoulder as the light vanished.
"You ok?" he asked, before he fell to the floor in a dead faint, blood streaming from his nose.
"What the hell just happened?!" Hammond yelled down, seeing the two dirty, bloody men, covered in what looked like spots of dark brown mud laying on the ramp, the other person too close to the wall for him to see from his vantage point.
"I don't have a clue sir." Cater told him, looking flustered, while at the same time he heard O'Neill yelling for the medics from down below.
Entering the gate room, Janet approached the first man, laying just at the bottom of the ramp. She checked him quickly, letting the medics place him on a backboard before moving towards the second man, only to have her attention grab by a shout from farther away. The third person to come through the strange portal was on her feet, looking around the room like a wild thing.
"Who the fuck are you!" she asked taking a step forward, ignoring the weapons trained on her she had her eyes locked on Teal'c's, advancing on the large man. "What are you!" the venom in her voice left no doubt she knew something was different about him, and when she pulled a large knife from behind her back, Janet could only watch.
Teal'c just stood there, not moving, not wanting to have to hurt the small woman before him, her entire being screaming warrior to the former First Prime. "I am Teal'c, Jaffa warrior." He replied, his voice calm.
"Demon." She hissed, pulling her arm back, but before she could complete the motion, she was struck by blue energy, and fell to her knees. What surprised the rest of them was that she didn't fall unconscious immediately, instead she turned her head, eyes shinning in pain to see where the shot had come from.
"Hey pop." She said to a stunned O'Neill, just before she finally fell.
"Faith?" Jack asked, seeing his daughter for only the second time in his life.