Title:Dark Becomes LightAuthor:White Werewolf
Chapter Number:2
Rating:Nothing worse than the tv shows. Think people around the age of 15 are mature enough to read this.
Category:Gabrielle/Xander
Spoilers:In Buffy, post: "Living Conditions," In Gargoyles: Post "Journey" If Greg isn't counting season 3 as canon, I'm not either. In Xena, post: "Key to the Kingdom"
Summery:Xander finds a mystical artifact. Demona calls upon it and takes Xander along for the ride. When there, he and a gargoyle meet. Together the two of them end up in Ancient Greece.
Disclaimer:Buffy: the Vampire Slayer is owned by Whedon, Fox, and UPN. Gargoyles is owned by Bueana Vista and Disney. Xena: the Warrior Princess is owned by Renaissance Pictures, Tapert, and Raimi.Author
Notes:This fic is not BX. I love the ship, but I want to try something different. This is also a ship that isn't soley in the Buffyverse. So, many new things are with this fic.
Crossovers Planned:
Buffy: the Vampire Slayer
Gargoyles
Xena: Warrior Princess
Special Thanks:Nick, William, and Cyclone


Road to Athens-Night

A loud thunderclap was sounded as a small fire appeared. When it dissipated, two beings appeared.

Getting to their feet, Xander asked, "Will somebody tell me what's going on?"

Brooklyn surveyed his surroundings, nothing looked familiar. He wasn't in Manhattan, which was for sure.

The scenery appeared to be green. Tall green trees surround them as he and this boy landed on a dirt path. Lucky for the gargoyle, it was night. So, that meant obviously he wasn't in stone.

Looking at the boy's hand, he realized he didn't have the phoenix gate. "Where's the phoenix gate?"

He showed a confused look, "What?"

Brooklyn sighed, "The thing you took from Demona. Where is it?"

Xander looked at the ground and saw the gate appeared to be broken in half. Picking up one half, he said, "You mean this?"

"Where's the other half?" Brooklyn asked.

He said, "I don't have it." Xander looked at this creature finally, for the fist time in full body status. Taking his crossbow, he aimed it at the creature. "Will you tell me what's going on? And what are you?"

Brooklyn raised his hands to his new companion. "We're somewhere in the past. That gate Demona used is called the Phoenix Gate. It allows whoever has it to travel in time. Demona had a place in mind and this must be it. But because I shoved her out of the way, the Phoenix Gate took us instead of her."

Xander said slowly, "So we're in the past?"

Brooklyn nodded as he outstretched his hand to the boy, "Seeing as we're stuck, I might as well introduce myself. I'm Brooklyn."

Xander nodded as he kept his crossbow at level, "Xander."

"Listen, Xander. Mind lowering your weapon. We're going to need to work together to get out of here."

He nodded. Brooklyn didn't act like a demon he knew. Brooklyn obviously was of the good side from what he heard from the conversation Brooklyn, Demona, and that other creature had. Taking a breath, he lowered his weapon. "Mind telling me what you are? I never saw a demon like you before."

The gargoyle answered, "Well, I'm not a demon. I'm a gargoyle. Demona and Lexington are gargoyles too. How did you get involved anyway?"

Xander replied, "I was in Sunnydale after patrol when I found the Phoenix Gate." He said that as he raised the broken half into view. "The next thing I know I find myself somewhere that isn't California and find myself wherever we were before."

"That would be Manhattan." He then remembered the first part of his last statement, "You patrol?"

Xander responded, "Yeah, I've been fighting vampires and demons for the last three years. It happened when I first met Buffy."

"Buffy?" Brooklyn asked skeptically.

He clarified, "She's a vampire slayer. We've been best friends for years now." Changing the subject, he asked, "aren't gargoyles just stone statues that are on rooftops. You know, to allow rain to drain off."

The red gargoyle answered, "Humans have built those. But gargoyles are actually another race. We turn stone during the day so we can sleep. And when we wake, we're just as you see me now."

Looking at the moon that hung in the sky, "So I guess it's around 11:00 right now. So you have what, six hours before you turn to stone?"

Brooklyn nodded, "Yeah. What we need to do though is find the other half of the Phoenix Gate. We find that, then we can go back home."

"I'm behind that plan." Xander said looking around. "So where do we start? I'm also interested in finding out where and when we are?"

Brooklyn continued to look around his surroundings, "Well, judging by what we see now, I really can't pin-point where we are. I say we try to look for civilization. Maybe other gargoyles around here too. They could tell us where we are."

He nodded, "And the other half of the Phoenix Gate?"

"Judging that we fell on top of it, it could've broken in two. And since it keeps appearing and disappearing at random now, we might never find it."

Xander sighed, "Great. So we're stranded."

The gargoyle remarked, "At the moment, we are."

Glancing at his wings, he asked, "Can you fly and see how far we are from a city or something?"

He shook his head, "Gargoyles can't fly. We can glide, but we can't fly. I could climb a tree and see if I can find anything close."

Xander looked to his right, "Climb that one. It looks strong enough."

Brooklyn nodded, "I'll be right back."

He then walked to the tree and placed one of his talons on the bark. Placing the other above it, and folding his wings around himself, he started to climb, hoping he'd find something useful.

Xander watched Brooklyn climb the tree. As soon as he disappeared from sight, the boy walked over to the next tree.


Taking a breath, he let it out and relaxed for a send. Why am I always getting myself screwed over? Now because he found the Phoenix Gate, and it was broken, meant he was stuck in the past. Where, he didn't know. Hopefully Brooklyn will have some insight when he climbs back down.

Other than Brooklyn, he didn't have any source for help. All his friends were back in Sunnydale. He wondered if they were worried about him. Did they know he was lost in time? He never experienced time travel before. He didn't even know it existed.

Remembering Back to the Future, he wondered if he could write a letter to Giles and it be sent to him in the future. The problem though was he didn't know if a post office existed yet in this timeframe. He didn't know anything about this location.

"Great." He muttered to himself. "I'm always the Buttmonkey."

Glancing back up the tree, he didn't see Brooklyn yet. Another question he asked himself was why was he so accepting of Brooklyn's side of things.

Probably because he was used to dealing with supernatural creatures. Realizing that some gargoyles were in fact alive made him wonder if the gargoyles he saw in Sunnydale were really alive too. Maybe his friends weren't the only team of people fighting the supernatural.

He'd like to tell them, if he ever got back. Shoving his hands in his pockets, he wondered if he had anything that could help. Pulling out one item at a time, he said to himself, "Wallet, change, keys with a mini flashlight, cellphone..."

His eyes widened, "Cellphone?" Turing it on, he dialed Giles' number. Realizing that there was no dial tone meant that no satellites were built yet. So that meant no phone use here.

Placing his change, keys, and cellphone back in his pocket, he opened his wallet. Thirty dollars, Driver's License, School ID, Medical Insurance card, Visa, and a condom.

He chuckled slightly, "At least I can have one time of safe sex."

Placing the wallet in his other pocket, he checked his inside jacket pocket. There was a miniature med-kit. That was always helpful. He opened it, there were some band-aids, Neosporin, some rubbing alcohol, and some gauze patches.

Closing it, he scanned the area again. Numerous strong, tall, and sturdy trees scattered the landscape. He could hear the chirping of crickets.

"Hey, Xander."


Brooklyn reached close to the top of the tree, seeing a branch near by, he stepped onto it. Using his talons and feet, he gripped onto the branch, wrapped his tail around it to-making sure he had good balance.

Looking down at the landscape, he spotted small fires within the trees-meaning that people were camping out for the night. They could help, hopefully if they didn't fear or try to attack him.

Damn prejudice. He hated, but maybe this time people were more tolerable. He'd have to wait until he met someone.

Brooklyn sighed. He was alone. He didn't have his clan with him. This was going to be a true test-a test of survival. At least he had Xander with him, and he wasn't that bad. He didn't seem to mind that he was a gargoyle. Brooklyn was lucky enough to be with a human that didn't hate gargoyles. That was a plus-a very good plus.

Looking down at the ground, he could see how peaceful it looked. He hoped that he'd be all right when he was stone in the morning. He was sure Xander would watch over him, and make sure nothing happens. He was easily vulnerable during the day. So, having a friend that was human was good in that department.

They'd have to create a system. Even though Brooklyn was out a sleep during the day, Xander was awake and so were other people during the day. If they were going to get out of this time, they'd have to make friends with other people and perhaps other gargoyles. He only wished that he knew what time period he was in.

Glancing down at the ground below, he decided to climb back down. Nothing was really able to help them with Brooklyn climbing the tree, it just gave him a view of the area. He did notice that the path they were on led to a city. Maybe they'd get there in a few days. Gliding for him might make a difference in speed, but Xander would be stuck walking. They'd probably be better off walking together to watch each other's backs.

Taking his hands off the branch as well as unwraveling his tail, Brooklyn turned around and grabbed hold of the tree. Placing his talons below the branch, he started to climb down.

Reaching the bottom, he said, "Hey, Xander."

Xander turned around as the red gargoyle appeared out of the shadows. "Find anything?"

Brooklyn got off the tree and walked over to him. "Not much. There's a city about a few days walk from here. People are camping out. So if we get going now we might be able to find someone who can help us."

"There's a problem though." Xander said. "I can't see that well in the dark. You can. I can see in the day, but your stone. So what are we going to do?"

The gargoyle suggested, "We're going to have to make friends here, Xander. We don't know anybody and all we know is just a little about each other and how do we find the other half of the Phoenix Gate."

"I still like to know where and when we are." He said.

"So would I. So would I. C'mon, we better get going."

That being said, Xander and Brooklyn started walking.

"Lucky for me, I got a mini flashlight." He them took his keys out and pressed the button. "See." A small while bright blue light shined forward. "And its
everlasting."


Random Camp on route to Athens

"So Joxer and Meg?"

Her best friend nodded, "Apparently, Gabrielle. Why are you asking?" She smiled getting an idea, "Jealous?"

She immediately shook her head, "No, of course not. I just find it weird that he wants to hook up with Meg. Does that mean he likes you too?"

The Warrior princess raised her eyebrow, "He loves us, Gabrielle. He is our best friend. Part of our family. We're meeting up with him again in a few days."

She lowered her head on her pack that was used as a pillow. "I just wanted to know what was going on between him, her, and Autolycus. Is that so wrong?"

Xena lay down next to her, "Not at all. C'mon, we got to get some sleep. We're going to Athens tomorrow."

Gabrielle twisted her head until she faced the sky, "Alright, Xena. Let's get some sleep." She closed her eyes-awaiting sleep to overcome.

A few hours passed when she heard, "Gabrielle, wake up."

Her eyes snapped open tiredly, "What is it, Xena?"

She whispered, "Somebody's coming. They're nearby. It sounds like two people."

"Great." She said with sarcasm, "Maybe you can go bother them. I want to sleep."

"Not that long ago, you wanted to talk your head off. Now you want to sleep?" Xena said under her breath.

"Xena, c'mon. It's late. Go check it out yourself." Gabrielle said tiredly.

She smiled getting an idea, "Fine. You're going to miss the play writing competition."

The mention of her hobby made her wake up fully. "Play writing competition?"

Xena grinned, "Good. You're up. C'mon."

She sighed as she pulled herself into a sitting position. "You evil evil woman."

Gabrielle got to her feet and grabbed her staff. Xena grabbed her sword. Walking toward the end of the clearing that they set up, Xena said to her friend, "Watch out?"

She listened to the two sets of footsteps coming, and head the grass rustling. Placing both her hands at the handle, she pointed the sword forward. "Didn't your mother tell you it's not polite to sneak up on people?"

Gabrielle got into her fighting stance as the two people started to emerge from the dark.

The light from the fire shined on the faces of trespassers.

"My mother died when I was young."

Gabrielle's eyes widened as she saw his face, "What in Tartarus is that?"

Xena sneered, "He's a gargoyle."

TBC