A New Look at the Old Quickening
By Carms
Disclaimer:
I don't anyone you can recognize I'm just borrowing them. This is for entertainment purposes only. No money is made from this so there is no need to sue.
Continuity: [Highlander]:
Richie never died. He persuaded Adam to go on a road trip with him and they end up in good old Sunnydale. BTW, Cassandra still hates Methos but she doesn't have the burning need to kill him on sight anymore. [Buffy]:
Willow died instead of Tara in 6th season. (If you didn't know that Tara died I apologize for the spoiler.)
Author's note:
I just saw the Buffy episode where Willow was sparking due to magic withdrawal overload and literally playing with lightning bolts which reminded me quickenings and this story was born. Some familiarity with both series is required. For more info about both series please check out www.buffy.com and www.highlander-official.com. Or you could email me and I'll send you a small synopsis of need to know info to understand the fic.
Methos, currently known as Adam Pierson, could not believe it. He and his friend, Richie Ryan, has been on the road for less than a month now and this is the second time that he has had to sneak into the local city morgue in order to liberate Richie. When Macleod used to share with him the stories of the hi-jinks and mischief Richie would get involved in Methos thought the Highlander was exaggerating but now he knows that each of the outrageous tales he heard is completely true.
Glancing once again at his watch, he noted the time and figured out that Richie should be reviving soon from his very gruesome death. His quickening should have finished repairing the damages caused by the massive car accident leaving behind no trace of its occurrence. Exiting his newly acquired vehicle, he slung the duffel bag filled with Richie's clothes over his shoulder and quietly made his way to the rear of the building.
After a few minutes of searching, Adam found just the thing he was looking for, an open window. It took him but a moment to pry the window open and climb inside. He nimbly jumped down the windowpane and headed for the cold storage unit where the bodies are kept. As he approached the door he sensed the first stirrings of a quickening. He stalled for a moment because the quickening felt a bit odd but he quickly dismissed the whole matter and chucked it up as hallucinations caused by lack of sleep and irritation for the younger immortal. Adam quickly located the source of the quickening and opened the drawer only to reveal a red haired young woman who gave out a small squeal of surprise. Before Adam could say anything the drawer beside the girl pushed open and Richie Ryan sat up on the tray
"Hey thanks for the rescue! I could have gotten out of here by myself but I didn't know what to do about. the naked girl beside me? Richie's confused words trailed off as he followed the direction of Adam's gaze and laid eyes on the very beautiful and naked immortal on the tray beside him.
"Umm . Adam? Who.? Where.?"
Adam shook his head in answer to Richie's half-formed questions. For some unknown reason he just could not take his eyes off the girl. Something about her quickening called out to something deep inside him. Adam did not know how else to describe the experience except to say that the girl drew his quickening. Tentatively loosening his tight control over his quickening, he answered the girl's beckoning. As he released the full capacity of his quickening an almost visible wave of power passed through the room and the people in it.
Willow felt the immense wave of power emanating from the man, recognizing it power signature similar to the kind she draws upon to perform spells, she mistook it as a preliminary to an attack. Drawing back on her powers she created a lightning bolt and hurled it at the dark haired man. It struck Adam directly on the chest. The force of the hit was enough to throw Adam back against the table against the far wall. The impact was massive enough to break his neck and cause instantaneous death.
Richie didn't know what to make of what had just happened. He felt Adam's quickening surge out only to be followed by a similar surge from the unknown girl. The feeling was similar to the essence of a quickening discharging from a defeated opponent, only stronger. As if that wasn't enough to disorient him, the lightning bolt that formed and issued forth from the girl was more than enough to shock him speechless. Richie could not have reacted had he known what to do and watched helplessly as the lightning bolt hit Adam. Turning back to the girl once more he said the first thing that came to mind.
"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?! HOW DID YOU DO THAT?!"
Willow ignored Richie's outburst and watched the fallen man with traumatized eyes. She didn't mean for the lightning bolt to strike him so violently. Shocked she clamored out of her tray and slowly backed away from both men. Once she reached the far wall she slid down into a seated fetal position with her knees drawn to her chest and her arms around it.
Richie followed the direction of the girl's gaze to find Adam's slumped form. Quickly rushing to his friend's side he confirmed that Adam is dead. Turning to face the girl again Richie then realized how this had to be affecting the girl. Abandoning Adam's side he slowly and cautiously approached the girl, hands held outward to show her he meant her no harm.
"It's ok.. I won't harm you . don't worry about Adam he'll be all right." He reached the side of the spooked girl but she quickly jerked back from his reach. He was about to try again when he heard groan of pain and a voice from behind him, which explained the girl's action.
"Well that was an interesting way to die. I have been shot, hung and burned but I don't believe I have ever died from a lightning strike before." Turning to Willow Adam grinned. "And you, my dear girl, will definitely make a very interesting and amusing addition to the Game."
Willow couldn't believe her eye. She has just seen a man rise from the dead but could not come up with a plausible reason to explain it. Left with only more questions than she could handle Willow did the only thing she can think to do at that moment. She fainted.
Disclaimer:
I don't anyone you can recognize I'm just borrowing them. This is for entertainment purposes only. No money is made from this so there is no need to sue.
Continuity: [Highlander]:
Richie never died. He persuaded Adam to go on a road trip with him and they end up in good old Sunnydale. BTW, Cassandra still hates Methos but she doesn't have the burning need to kill him on sight anymore. [Buffy]:
Willow died instead of Tara in 6th season. (If you didn't know that Tara died I apologize for the spoiler.)
Author's note:
I just saw the Buffy episode where Willow was sparking due to magic withdrawal overload and literally playing with lightning bolts which reminded me quickenings and this story was born. Some familiarity with both series is required. For more info about both series please check out www.buffy.com and www.highlander-official.com. Or you could email me and I'll send you a small synopsis of need to know info to understand the fic.
Methos, currently known as Adam Pierson, could not believe it. He and his friend, Richie Ryan, has been on the road for less than a month now and this is the second time that he has had to sneak into the local city morgue in order to liberate Richie. When Macleod used to share with him the stories of the hi-jinks and mischief Richie would get involved in Methos thought the Highlander was exaggerating but now he knows that each of the outrageous tales he heard is completely true.
Glancing once again at his watch, he noted the time and figured out that Richie should be reviving soon from his very gruesome death. His quickening should have finished repairing the damages caused by the massive car accident leaving behind no trace of its occurrence. Exiting his newly acquired vehicle, he slung the duffel bag filled with Richie's clothes over his shoulder and quietly made his way to the rear of the building.
After a few minutes of searching, Adam found just the thing he was looking for, an open window. It took him but a moment to pry the window open and climb inside. He nimbly jumped down the windowpane and headed for the cold storage unit where the bodies are kept. As he approached the door he sensed the first stirrings of a quickening. He stalled for a moment because the quickening felt a bit odd but he quickly dismissed the whole matter and chucked it up as hallucinations caused by lack of sleep and irritation for the younger immortal. Adam quickly located the source of the quickening and opened the drawer only to reveal a red haired young woman who gave out a small squeal of surprise. Before Adam could say anything the drawer beside the girl pushed open and Richie Ryan sat up on the tray
"Hey thanks for the rescue! I could have gotten out of here by myself but I didn't know what to do about. the naked girl beside me? Richie's confused words trailed off as he followed the direction of Adam's gaze and laid eyes on the very beautiful and naked immortal on the tray beside him.
"Umm . Adam? Who.? Where.?"
Adam shook his head in answer to Richie's half-formed questions. For some unknown reason he just could not take his eyes off the girl. Something about her quickening called out to something deep inside him. Adam did not know how else to describe the experience except to say that the girl drew his quickening. Tentatively loosening his tight control over his quickening, he answered the girl's beckoning. As he released the full capacity of his quickening an almost visible wave of power passed through the room and the people in it.
Willow felt the immense wave of power emanating from the man, recognizing it power signature similar to the kind she draws upon to perform spells, she mistook it as a preliminary to an attack. Drawing back on her powers she created a lightning bolt and hurled it at the dark haired man. It struck Adam directly on the chest. The force of the hit was enough to throw Adam back against the table against the far wall. The impact was massive enough to break his neck and cause instantaneous death.
Richie didn't know what to make of what had just happened. He felt Adam's quickening surge out only to be followed by a similar surge from the unknown girl. The feeling was similar to the essence of a quickening discharging from a defeated opponent, only stronger. As if that wasn't enough to disorient him, the lightning bolt that formed and issued forth from the girl was more than enough to shock him speechless. Richie could not have reacted had he known what to do and watched helplessly as the lightning bolt hit Adam. Turning back to the girl once more he said the first thing that came to mind.
"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?! HOW DID YOU DO THAT?!"
Willow ignored Richie's outburst and watched the fallen man with traumatized eyes. She didn't mean for the lightning bolt to strike him so violently. Shocked she clamored out of her tray and slowly backed away from both men. Once she reached the far wall she slid down into a seated fetal position with her knees drawn to her chest and her arms around it.
Richie followed the direction of the girl's gaze to find Adam's slumped form. Quickly rushing to his friend's side he confirmed that Adam is dead. Turning to face the girl again Richie then realized how this had to be affecting the girl. Abandoning Adam's side he slowly and cautiously approached the girl, hands held outward to show her he meant her no harm.
"It's ok.. I won't harm you . don't worry about Adam he'll be all right." He reached the side of the spooked girl but she quickly jerked back from his reach. He was about to try again when he heard groan of pain and a voice from behind him, which explained the girl's action.
"Well that was an interesting way to die. I have been shot, hung and burned but I don't believe I have ever died from a lightning strike before." Turning to Willow Adam grinned. "And you, my dear girl, will definitely make a very interesting and amusing addition to the Game."
Willow couldn't believe her eye. She has just seen a man rise from the dead but could not come up with a plausible reason to explain it. Left with only more questions than she could handle Willow did the only thing she can think to do at that moment. She fainted.