Disclaimer - BTVS belongs to Joss I don't own them so don't think I do.
Pairing - Xander / ???
Feedback - This is my first fic in years so I'm a bit rusty please
be gentle.
Notes - This means somebody's thinking # # , This story is set a few days
after Glory trying to use Dawn to open the portal but here Dawn was not
cut so Buffy did not have to close the portal. Oh and Anya left before the
battle with Glory.
Arch Magic - Prologue
England 1101 A.D.
The thunder rumbled as the Black robes hurled bolts of lightning at
the figure in White who was walking to them, he simply crossed his
arms over his chest and golden wall of magic surrounded him.
The wind was fierce, so fierce in some place that men were simply blown
away,
" How is he doing this, its impossible nobody can control nature" the man
shouted to get his voice above the storm.
The men gasped as the White figure appeared beside them, they watched in
awe as small bolts of lightning flashed between his eyes.
" Don't you know that I can do anything "
The 2 Black robes turned and ran away in fear, but unknown to them the
White robe was leading them to a pre picked spot where he would open a
portal and cast them out forever.
# Almost there #
The Black robes were panicking and seeing the White robe in the middle of
their lines they followed the 2 fleeing men, the white robe mearly smiled
at the sight and started to chant.
" Weak in body, Weak in mind, weak in the power and in there minds eye,
open the portal away from this Earth and let them be cast away to the
Neather Realm "
As he finished he raised his hands and a tear appeared above the fleeing
mens heads.
Slowly, ever so slowly the Black robes raised off the ground and were
pulled by an invisible force into the tear.
Merlin lowered his hands and as the last black robe was pulled in he
heard an echo of him saying,
" You can't keep us in there forever, we'll be back! "
And with a boom the tear closed and they were gone. Merlin mearly
whispered,
" Right where I'll be waiting, in one form or another "
Sunnydale 2001
Xander woke with a gasp he thought about his dream and shuddered,
realising it was time to get up he went to the bathroom and looked
at his reflection in the mirror.
" Glad that wasn't real "
Through time and space 900 years earlier a man standing in a field
looks up and smiles at the comment
" Not yet my Xander, Not yet "
End prologue
Pairing - Xander / ???
Feedback - This is my first fic in years so I'm a bit rusty please
be gentle.
Notes - This means somebody's thinking # # , This story is set a few days
after Glory trying to use Dawn to open the portal but here Dawn was not
cut so Buffy did not have to close the portal. Oh and Anya left before the
battle with Glory.
Arch Magic - Prologue
England 1101 A.D.
The thunder rumbled as the Black robes hurled bolts of lightning at
the figure in White who was walking to them, he simply crossed his
arms over his chest and golden wall of magic surrounded him.
The wind was fierce, so fierce in some place that men were simply blown
away,
" How is he doing this, its impossible nobody can control nature" the man
shouted to get his voice above the storm.
The men gasped as the White figure appeared beside them, they watched in
awe as small bolts of lightning flashed between his eyes.
" Don't you know that I can do anything "
The 2 Black robes turned and ran away in fear, but unknown to them the
White robe was leading them to a pre picked spot where he would open a
portal and cast them out forever.
# Almost there #
The Black robes were panicking and seeing the White robe in the middle of
their lines they followed the 2 fleeing men, the white robe mearly smiled
at the sight and started to chant.
" Weak in body, Weak in mind, weak in the power and in there minds eye,
open the portal away from this Earth and let them be cast away to the
Neather Realm "
As he finished he raised his hands and a tear appeared above the fleeing
mens heads.
Slowly, ever so slowly the Black robes raised off the ground and were
pulled by an invisible force into the tear.
Merlin lowered his hands and as the last black robe was pulled in he
heard an echo of him saying,
" You can't keep us in there forever, we'll be back! "
And with a boom the tear closed and they were gone. Merlin mearly
whispered,
" Right where I'll be waiting, in one form or another "
Sunnydale 2001
Xander woke with a gasp he thought about his dream and shuddered,
realising it was time to get up he went to the bathroom and looked
at his reflection in the mirror.
" Glad that wasn't real "
Through time and space 900 years earlier a man standing in a field
looks up and smiles at the comment
" Not yet my Xander, Not yet "
End prologue