Title: Scars and Bars 11/?
Author: TardisAngel21
Disclaimer: Don't own anything. Buffy the Vampire Slayer is owned by Joss Whedon. Doctor Who /Torchwood are owned by the BBC respectively. Still don't own anything, don't sue.
The Doctor and Nathan made it to the Mayor's office without meeting much resistance of any kind which alarmed both of them. The Doctor slammed the door to the Mayor's office open and marched into it, his coat billowing behind him as slammed his hands down on the Mayor's desk.
"Care to explain to me why everyone down there is dead?"
The Doctor glared at the Mayor who just sat back smirking. Nathan walked in and stood silently against the back wall observing his captor with steely eyes.
"And why should I tell you?" the Mayor said with a smirk.
"You murdered innocent people down there and for what? For sport? Are you that blood thirsty? ANSWER ME!"
"I don't have to answer to you Doctor. I can do whatever I please on any planet in the universe, and who are you to tell me otherwise? What power do you have?" The Mayor said as he stood to meet the Doctor eye to eye.
The Doctor clenched his jaw and the Mayor was shocked to see the Doctor's eyes go completely black and a strong electrical charge emanating from him.
"You listen to me!" the Doctor yelled slamming his fist down on the desk hard enough it cracked. "There is no one else higher in authority than me in the whole universe. So I'm going to ask you again, WHY. . KILL. THEM?"
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Buffy stood looking down at her feet surveying the damage; bodies of the guards were strewn about, all in differing levels of dismemberment. She had cut through their ranks with deadly accuracy; she made sure they died swiftly. She didn't heed their cries for mercy, for they didn't heed the cries of their prisoners.
She stood coated in blood and noticed her inner Slayer was extremely silent. Buffy suddenly felt ill at what she had done. Killing never solved anything but these guards had helped murder innocent beings and for what? They had weakened her and sent her out to her death. It was her 18th birthday again, but why put the girls through a life and death test? It was if they were Slayers.
'They couldn't be' she thought silently.
Suddenly the pieces started to fall into place and the sick feeling she had disappeared in an instant. She knew who the Mayor possibly was and by hell or high water she would make him pay. Smiling she reached down and picked up a token of her fight and placed it in a burlap bag. She didn't notice Whistler in the shadows shaking with fear as she went off in search of the others.
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"I really don't give a damn who you say you are and I refuse to answer to you Doctor. I want you out of my sight! Guards! Thomas!" The Mayor bellowed.
Suddenly a voice answered from the doorway.
"Was Thomas the bald heavy set guard or the thin emaciated one?"
The Doctor, Nathan, and the Mayor all turned and were shocked to see a blood coated Buffy standing in the shadows of the doorway.
"How can this be? You should be dead like the others. Guards!"
Buffy just stood there with a sickly sweet smile on her face and a cold calmness about her. Nathan couldn't help but stare at her and felt pride and fear within his chest at her power. He had felt what she had done and wanted to worship her.
"He was the heavy set guard." Nathan said loud enough for her to hear.
Buffy smirked and nodded her thanks.
"Ah…I see, well he's slightly incapacitated at the moment, may I take a message?" Buffy replied.
"Incapacitated? He's my right hand man! Thomas!" The Mayor yelled looking past her shoulder to see if Thomas was coming. Buffy turned to see if anyone was behind her and smiled when she saw Jack with his hands on his knees bent over trying to catch his breath.
Turning to face the Mayor her smile slid from her face and the cold gleam returned to her eyes.
"Well you see the thing is he sort of had a cranial displacement due to a broad sword." Buffy said strolling forward and tossing her trophy from the slaughter toward the Mayor. The Mayor jumped back as the bag containing the severed head of Thomas landed on his desk with a sickening thud.
Buffy strolled in and winked at Nathan. She and placed a reassuring hand on the Doctor's arm.
"I'll take it from here Doctor. I believe this is now my jurisdiction."
Buffy walked calmly up and looked the Mayor in the eye before doing a side kick and sending his desk back forcibly and pinning the Mayor against the wall. The Doctor started to go forward to stop Buffy but Nathan grabbed his arm and shook his head.
"I almost died last night, again. For what, the eighth time now?" Buffy said as she kicked a foot up to hold the desk in place. "Now I'm sure you're saying to yourself, self, how could this girl have died so many times and still is living. I'll tell you."
Buffy leaned forward and got right in the Mayor's face "I'm NO ordinary girl."
"You're just a small puny little human child." The Mayor sputtered trying in vain to push the desk out of the wall so he could get free.
Buffy huffed and pushed the desk further into the wall. She walked over to the window and staring out, calmly replied.
"You're right; I'm just a human girl who's also the Slayer. I wasn't always like this; once upon a time I was naïve, I believed everything I was told. I followed every rule, and I had all of time and space at my beck and call. Then like so many times since, there was a war an apocalypse, only this time I did the cowardly thing, I fled. I admit it…" Buffy looked at the Doctor reaching out with her mind.
"I didn't stay and try to help fight the Daleks; I fought as long as I could but ended up flying my TARDIS as fast and as hard as I could away from the fight trying to survive. Crash landed it too, smack dab in the middle of Los Angeles, California."
Before the Mayor could respond, the Doctor asked "who are you?"
Buffy looked at the Doctor again, and silently asked for permission to be judge, jury and executioner. The Doctor's eyes narrowed but he nodded his consent.
"Yes who are you?" The Mayor sneered at her.
Walking over to the Mayor she leaned in real close "I'm your worst nightmare. You see I know what and who you are. You're one of the Powers that Be. You play with the lives of the Slayer as if we are your little puppets. So let me guess why you had an arena full of young girls, they were potentials weren't they?" Buffy sneered.
The Mayor swallowed nervously before answering, "You know a lot for a little girl."
"Oh, I know more than that Mr. Tall Green and Slimy. I know that the reason you bonded them to someone was so that they would understand the loss of those closest to them, because the Slayer fights alone. Only those girls who were strong enough to go on would survive."
The Mayor and the others stood silently as they watched Buffy pace the length of the room.
"Because as the Slayer you fight alone, All the time and your biggest fear is losing those closest to you. Well guess what? I've lost EVERYONE closest to me twice and I'm still standing. You asked who I am. I am your creation. I'm a Slayer and a Time Lady try and figure that one out."
Jack and the Doctor both shared a startled look. Nathan on the other hand leaned back crossing his arms with a smug look on his face.
"Im…Impossible!" The Mayor sputtered.
"No, it's not impossible. See you and the other Powers that Be made a BIG mistake calling me as a Slayer. Now that I have Slayer strength and can see all of time. I know that there will always be Slayers fighting to save planets, just as I know that all of you Powers will be annihilated."
"We will always be in charge of the Slayer!" The Mayor raged
"No, see that's where you got it wrong. You will NEVER be in charge of the Slayer ever again. I'll make sure of that. I will hunt you all down and wipe your timelines from existence! Those girls down there didn't get to choose their destiny. Just like me, but I'll make sure every Slayer in the future will choose if they want to fight the good fight.
Buffy took out a dagger and jumping up on top of the desk looked down at the Mayor.
"They call the Doctor the 'Oncoming Storm' you can call me…" with a quick slash of her dagger she slit the Mayor's throat and as the black blood spurted out covering her from head to toe Buffy calmly stated "the Oncoming Fury."
Wiping the black blood from her face she turned and looked at the other three in the room.
"Wow! Now that was an amazing display Buffy." Jack said in awe.
"Want to see a trick Jack?" Buffy said with smirk.
"Of course" Jack replied. At this Nathan pushed himself off the wall and was looking at Buffy with alarm.
Buffy reached into her coat and grabbed a hold of Jack's wrist transporter he asked her to hold on to.
"Now you see me…"
And with a flick of her wrist she winked out of sight.
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Buffy landed hard on the pavement and looking around found herself in what appeared to be the original New York City. Getting up and dusting herself off she whispered "Now you don't."
Reaching into the trashcan she picked up a crumpled newspaper and smiled when she realized she was back on Earth in the year 2009. Two years had passed since the end of the Slayer lines and Vampires. Shaking off the sadness she threw the paper back in the bin and started wandering around the streets of the city. Looking down she noticed she was still coated in blood. Looking around she found a small shop and went in to get some new clothes.
A few hours later she found herself wandering around Greenwich Village and as she turned the corner every hair on her body stood on end. In front of her stood a ghost. Someone who shouldn't be alive someone who by all means should be dust. It was physically impossible for him to have survived due to the spell, yet here Spike stood not 20 feet from her. His back was to her but she knew him anywhere, and in anytime.
He stood there going through a bin of LP's with a girl with blue hair and sickly blue white skin. Staring at her Buffy realized the girl wasn't human; nor demon, but a God like Glory. Her lifeline led right into the depth of a hell dimension yet it was braided with another timeline one of Winifred Burkle. It fascinated her how both existed within one body.
"Spike?" She whispered.
Spike spun around and all the air was knocked out of his lungs.
"B…B…Buffy?" He said walking tentatively toward her.
"Hello William."
Spike stopped dead in his tracks and really looked at the woman in front of him. He noticed for the first time the rings under her eyes She looked older, far, far older than the Buffy he knew. He also noticed she smelled different, like an ancient library.
"What happened to you Buffy?" He asked cautiously.
"Long story, if you'd like we could go get a drink and I'll tell it to you" she said with a small smile.
Spike looked over his shoulder at Illyria who nodded her consent.
"Ok, lead onward pet" Spike said with a wave of his hand.
Buffy simply nodded and turning let Spike and Illyria follow her into the New York night.
TBC.