Warlord Prince from Sunnydale
A Black Jewels Fanfiction
Fanfiction By: Star2000fire
Chapter Three: Descent into Darkness
Part: D
Disclaimer: I don't Own it, It's not Mine, Wish it was, but it's not.
ALL spelling error's are mine.
Warning for this chapter: Swearing.
Author Notes: Italics equals mind speach
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Now on with the show..
Dawn watched as Xander walked away, ignoring her "Hey" as if she hadn't even said it. Sighing in irritation she leaned against the tree, trying not to become irritated. She knew he always went all Giles like when he had information, though he'd never admit it.
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Jaenelle glanced up from her chair infront of the Vanity as Daemon walked into their shared suit. Twilight's Dawn resting against her breastbone, It's multi colored proportions flickering with an inner fire. "What is troubling you love?" she asked gentle, voice soft, like midnight velvet wrapped around something akin to a feather bed.
Gold eye's flicked up and warmed as they locked onto her. "That boy, he's a puzzle. I get the feeling he's stronger then the jewels he walked out with, but it's hard to get a read on him, as if he's deeper then he seems."
She smiled, she knew, but then she was Witch. Not JUST witch, but WITCH. the daughter of the darkness.
where Saetan was the son, she was the queen. "He is..but from what I've seen of their world in tangled webs,
he had to be." Here she frowned. She had also seen a blond, blue eyed girl who had broken his heart, the sister to the little queen with him, but not. "His world is far darker then our own, and perhaps it is good that they came here. for the approaching storm grows ever nearer."
She paused, wet her lips and continued. "They have fought creatures that Dorothea would of been quite happy to have on her side, and let us all thank the darkness that they hadn't come before now or we would have lost the battle."
Blue eye's flicked into the looking glass on the back of the vanity, watching as Daemon moved to her side, when he placed his hands on her shoulder's she reached up and grasped them. "They are here to show us how to fight,
and survive. But also to heal... Their wounds are many, perhaps they will return to their world, or stay, as the light
within the darkness coming in ours."
It didn't hurt that the boy was a remarkable fighter as well. She wondered where he'd learned his... interesting fighting skills. He didn't attack, he turned the attacker's attacks against them, which could come in handy.
"'Im thinking of seeing if he'll teach me his fighting skills, and show him some of the ones I picked up from the others." she murmured, voice soft and warm. "That'll be good, if what you say is true, you knowing that defensive style of attacking might come in handy..."
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Buffy Verse -
Willow stared at Buffy, eyes large. "He's gone.. b..b..but he can't be gone." the blond haired slayer studied Willow,
and Willow didn't care. Xander was her friend, from yellow crayon to black haired and veiny. He'd said he'd ALWAYS be there for her. Sure she'd seen him becoming stifled but still. He was HERS. It didn't matter that
she was with Kennedy. Didn't matter that he didn't see her that way. He was HERS and NOTHING hurt what was hers.
"Will's, Will's I need you to keep it together. Some of the witches in the area he was in said they felt a power surge, much like when you felt the gate open with Dawn, remember, he could just be 'elsewhere'. Possibly a hell dimension. So I need you to hold it together, we'll get him and Dawn back and find out who did this, and show them that the slayer's group is so off limits," and to add insult to injury. "THIS is why I didn't want Xander in the fight in high school. He's the groups heart. He can't be put in danger like this, but no, would he listen.."
And they where off on another Buffy was THE slayer, not one of the potentials TURNED SLAYER, no she was THE slayer. The longest lived slayer in centuries. Sure they had more of them, but they all still died pretty fast. Which didn't bode well for Buffy or Faith's survival but they had more experience under their belts. But their power also made them stupid, at least that's how Xander saw it.
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Giles watched as Buffy and Willow talked about getting Dawn and Xander back from whatever hell dimension they
had fallen in and frowned, seeing the 'power' of their position's going to their heads again. He sighed. Buffy was HIS
slayer and this was as much his fault as anyones. He had encouraged her after he'd seen Now they worked to keep track of the potenials who became slayers. They also worked to keep those who thought their new powers gave them the right to get even.
Or as Andrew often put it, going over to the Darkside. Sometimes he rued the day they allowed Andrew into the group. But he WAS easier to handle if he thought he was being helpful, no matter how much of a headache he was and he did have his good points, though few and far between those may be..
Pinching the bridge of his nose he watched as they tore through books the new Watcher's council had gathered over the years. Seemed the old watchers council hadn't accepted help, then again he wasn't surprised,
a bigger bunch of egotistical, back stabbing, 'I am in charge stay out of my area' bunch of fools there never had been. But once he and essentially Xander had taken over the Watcher's council, they'd straightened things out. and ended up with more people willing to help them then the old Watcher's council.
Giles could swear it was Xander's doing, he some how knew the right things to say, or do that relaxed everyone they had been dealing with and he wanted to get the boy back. Considering he feared if he didn't the tentative peace treaties they had with all of these organizations, would go up in smoke.
Not to mention Willow's unstableness when the boy wasn't there. 'I wonder if he knows how much we need him, even if Buffy and Willow aren't prepared to realize he's more then just their heart,' he sighed, pinched the bridge of his nose and tuned back into the argument on where to search first the girls where having. Praying Xander and Dawn had not ended up in a hell dimension like the girls thought.
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Black Jewels Verse - (What I'm lazy..so I cheated 'sticks out tongue')
Xander stood off to the side watching as Tersa, an insane black widow, wove a 'Web' on a wooden frame. Brown eyes watching her fingers as they deftly wove it, in the center was a jewel, one of his that he'd given her. Somehow linking her to it, not that they had told anyone she was now jeweled again. Apparently that wasn't supposed to be ABLE to happen, but he liked the crazy witch and knew she'd need to be able to defend herself.