Title: Old Friends: One More Night
Author: TheXRaggedyXDoctor
Rating: T for 13+
Summary:The story centres on Angel et al's final stand against the Senior Partners in the Apocalyptic battle taking place everywhere on the planet.
This, the ultimate Crossover, brings all the characters we have adored in both Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Angel, coming together for one final strike, reuniting old flames, forging new friendships and creating a new blend of Champions.
Pairing: Buffy/Angel and also, almost anyone with everyone:)
Disclaimer: All characters (throughout the entire story) belong to Joss Whedon and co. There are certain exceptions, for example, Tawny the Vampire Slayer. If in doubt, contact me. I have not read any of the comics, this is based after the TV shows with my interpretation of what happened next.
Distribution: Please ask first!
A/N: This is a full(quite long)fanfic.
Old Friends
"Hey Angel, thought you could use a hand" shouted a familiar female voice from the ground.
At any other moment Angel would have acknowledged the shout, but at this moment he had his hands full battling with a 50 ton B'lCruxyan Dragon and the beast just would not die. He had been fighting with the Dragon for a good half an hour now and it had barely been scratched. Angel was currently kneeling on the back of the giant beast; doing anything he could to slay it.
The wings of the beast stretched twenty foot in either direction from where Angel knelt. The body of the Dragon was the size of an inner city school bus, its scaly hide deep dark red, the colour of drying blood. All along the back of the Demon Dragon, small ridges jutted up, a small dagger like spike protruded through the layer of skin at the peak of the ridges. These spiked ridges ran along the length of the beast to the tip of the tail, which itself, was like a large flattened spiny mallet ready to smash and dice with one blow. The creature's head was the size of a small family car, with a shiny yellow eye, not dissimilar to that of a cat, on each side of the head. The mouth of this thing; almost cavernous while open, showed fang like teeth, dripping with what looked like green blood, made Angels broad sword look like a small piece of dining cutlery.
Fighting this beast had been Angel's idea, but no one had warned him of the impenetrable hide.
"I kinda wanna slay the dragon," the champion mumbled to himself, "any other bright ideas?"
The Dragon was obviously becoming increasingly annoyed at having someone on its back trying to kill it and was flailing its spiked tail to try and knock Angel off.
"Angel, the Dragon can't be killed like that" came the voice of another female voice he knew well. "I need you to jump off."
Angel heard this call, registering it straight away and knew that the woman was to be trusted. He jumped from the back of the beast and landed on the ground in a kneeling position. Looking up at the two women smiling down at him, Angel saw Willow Rosenberg and Faith the Vampire Slayer.