Title: Draw Your Choice
Author: Pandora North Star
Rating: PG
Notes: I have attempted numerous Batman crossovers and I think this one might work. I love the idea of Xander getting to be a super hero.
Xander Harris slowed the car as the fog seemed to get thicker around him. The fog was like a thick puff of smoke and the air was thick with humidity like a deep southern evening. His car made a groaning sound and he slowed it even more. He could barely see out the windshield and wasn't sure he wanted to stop fully and find a place to rest for awhile.
The car eventually made the decision for him as the engine rolled over and died. He slammed the steering wheel with his fist. Nothing was going his way. That's why he was on this road trip now. After Buffy's death all the pain and rage built up within him until he informed Anya he needed to get away and clear his head. He was headed to LA right now to visit Cordelia. It had taken awhile to convince Anya he wasn't going there just to have a fling before marriage. He tried to make her understand that he needed a comfort that could only be found in high school nostalgia with Cordelia, who also knew Buffy.
He got out of the car to examine the engine on his old clinker of a Jetta and found the fog parting. Much stranger things had happened in Sunnydale so he shrugged it off and opened the hood. The acrid smell made him back away. He took a moment to look around and discovered he was somewhere much stranger than LA.
He could see a city in the background alright. But it sure didn't have the LA skyline. Closer though was a long winding driveway behind wrought iron gates. Xander didn't have a cell phone with him and he didn't plan to spend the night in the car so he headed for the gates. The 2 hour drive to LA had seemed to long already.
When he went to ring the bell the gates opened automatically. Taking this for a good sign Xander started walking. The trees swayed in the breeze as he passed, whispering at him. When he arrived to the front of the house he paused in awe. It was sprawling and the doors were beautifully carved. He appreciated the carpentry, being a construction worker. There was another bell here and he tried to ring it, waiting for the door to open. He wasn't disappointed.
The door was opened by a small white haired man in spectacles and a stiff black suit. These people had butlers! "Hello young master. Come inside."
"Hey Jeeves. I got stranded outside and I was wondering if I can use your phone."
"Very good sir." the man held the door until Xander was inside. He craned his neck as he looked around the foyer. Like the outside of the house it was decorated modestly in a dark oak and hunter green marble floors. "Come along young master."
"Did you see it out there? Strange weather we're having tonight." Xander heard his voice echo off the walls. His mind wandered as he walked, to dark thoughts. These people could do anything to him and no one would know. Sure they would worry back home but he didn't even know where he was. So they couldn't do anything about finding his body.
"Would you like a snack young master? You look like you've had a long journey."
"Sure." Xander figured they wouldn't poison him. To easy for such polished people. They entered the kitchen which was brighter, all white and black. Everything seemed way to clean and way to quiet. The butler pulled a plate out of the refrigerator and put it on a table. He also went away briefly and returned with a phone.
"Here you are." Xander sat down and looked at the leftovers.
"Some fancy leftovers." He murmured to himself.
"Excuse me. I'm going to go tell the Master he has a guest." The butler bowed and left the room. Xander took a big bite of food and then dialed the phone. It rang a few times then he heard a faint click and the irritating recorded voice of the phone company came on.
"The number you dialed 617-659-1208 does not exist. Nor does the city it represents. Please get a real number and try again." Xander turned the phone off and stared at it with shock.
"Where am I?"
"Excuse me. May I introduce you to the master of the house."
"If it's Dracula I'm out of here." The butler and a regular looking man entered the room. He was very good looking with perfect hair touched with gray. He was probably in his late 30's.
"Good evening. I hope you've found everything convenient."
"Yeah. Except for your phone service." the man was holding something in his hand but Xander couldn't figure out what it was. It looked like some sort of magazine. He must have gotten the guy off the crapper. "Where am I?"
"Wayne Manor." Xander spat the food he was chewing out. "Huh? This is a joke right? A very strange joke." The man sauntered to the table and softly laid the magazine down. Xander looked at it and saw his own face (comic book style) staring back at him. The cover read 'Xander Harris, The Every Man of Super Heroes!'. Xander swallowed hard and reached for it. The page turned before he touched it and fell open. He looked at the strips inside. It showed him over the past few days with Anya. There were scenes he would never share, yet here they were, for apparently the rest of the world to see.
"I don't get it. You're Bruce Wayne. Batman. You're the Super Hero Crime Fighter. Not me. All I do is help my friend Buffy. She's the Super hero of there are any real life ones."
"There's a new bad guy in town. His name is Sketch. He has the ability to draw people and things into different worlds."
"No. That is all to close to what just happened back home. I can't do this again."
"As I was saying. There are already thin gaps between worlds. That's why there are Xander comic books here, and as you said Barman comic books in your world. They are linked and the legacies bleed through to the other side."
"But wouldn't this guy bring over other bad guys? Not good guys?"
"He didn't. We brought you here to help us. There was a parallel doorway that worked perfectly."
"I knew I should have taken the freeway! I had to take the shortcut."
"Alfred, I'm afraid we have no time to lose."
"Yes sir." Alfred walked over to the other side of the kitchen and a hole opened up in the wall.
"The Bat signal went up a few minutes ago. We need to go."
"Hey wait. Where's Robin? How do I get back? What are my super powers?" Xander grabbed the comic book as he trailed after Batman. He screamed as he fell down the chute, not used to it and bounced on the bottom, on the trampoline type net. Bruce Wayne was already suiting up.
"Robin is gone. You get back when we stop Sketch. You don't have Superpowers. You're like most guys just a Superhero."
"So typical." Xander looked at the costume chamber. "Is that green thing mine?"
"We thought Lizard Man would be appropriate. You eat bugs." Bruce Wayne said it without a hint of smile, like it was a natural fact.
"That was one time. Under a spell." Xander protested. "Ok and that other time I got hungry."
"Suit up." Bruce was already clipping on his weapons and sliding on his helmet.
"Funny, you don't look like any one particular Bruce Wayne. You're more like a mixture of them all with a little bit of my pal Angel thrown in."
"Come on." Xander grabbed the rubbery suit with a grimace and followed Batman to the Batmobile.
Author: Pandora North Star
Rating: PG
Notes: I have attempted numerous Batman crossovers and I think this one might work. I love the idea of Xander getting to be a super hero.
Xander Harris slowed the car as the fog seemed to get thicker around him. The fog was like a thick puff of smoke and the air was thick with humidity like a deep southern evening. His car made a groaning sound and he slowed it even more. He could barely see out the windshield and wasn't sure he wanted to stop fully and find a place to rest for awhile.
The car eventually made the decision for him as the engine rolled over and died. He slammed the steering wheel with his fist. Nothing was going his way. That's why he was on this road trip now. After Buffy's death all the pain and rage built up within him until he informed Anya he needed to get away and clear his head. He was headed to LA right now to visit Cordelia. It had taken awhile to convince Anya he wasn't going there just to have a fling before marriage. He tried to make her understand that he needed a comfort that could only be found in high school nostalgia with Cordelia, who also knew Buffy.
He got out of the car to examine the engine on his old clinker of a Jetta and found the fog parting. Much stranger things had happened in Sunnydale so he shrugged it off and opened the hood. The acrid smell made him back away. He took a moment to look around and discovered he was somewhere much stranger than LA.
He could see a city in the background alright. But it sure didn't have the LA skyline. Closer though was a long winding driveway behind wrought iron gates. Xander didn't have a cell phone with him and he didn't plan to spend the night in the car so he headed for the gates. The 2 hour drive to LA had seemed to long already.
When he went to ring the bell the gates opened automatically. Taking this for a good sign Xander started walking. The trees swayed in the breeze as he passed, whispering at him. When he arrived to the front of the house he paused in awe. It was sprawling and the doors were beautifully carved. He appreciated the carpentry, being a construction worker. There was another bell here and he tried to ring it, waiting for the door to open. He wasn't disappointed.
The door was opened by a small white haired man in spectacles and a stiff black suit. These people had butlers! "Hello young master. Come inside."
"Hey Jeeves. I got stranded outside and I was wondering if I can use your phone."
"Very good sir." the man held the door until Xander was inside. He craned his neck as he looked around the foyer. Like the outside of the house it was decorated modestly in a dark oak and hunter green marble floors. "Come along young master."
"Did you see it out there? Strange weather we're having tonight." Xander heard his voice echo off the walls. His mind wandered as he walked, to dark thoughts. These people could do anything to him and no one would know. Sure they would worry back home but he didn't even know where he was. So they couldn't do anything about finding his body.
"Would you like a snack young master? You look like you've had a long journey."
"Sure." Xander figured they wouldn't poison him. To easy for such polished people. They entered the kitchen which was brighter, all white and black. Everything seemed way to clean and way to quiet. The butler pulled a plate out of the refrigerator and put it on a table. He also went away briefly and returned with a phone.
"Here you are." Xander sat down and looked at the leftovers.
"Some fancy leftovers." He murmured to himself.
"Excuse me. I'm going to go tell the Master he has a guest." The butler bowed and left the room. Xander took a big bite of food and then dialed the phone. It rang a few times then he heard a faint click and the irritating recorded voice of the phone company came on.
"The number you dialed 617-659-1208 does not exist. Nor does the city it represents. Please get a real number and try again." Xander turned the phone off and stared at it with shock.
"Where am I?"
"Excuse me. May I introduce you to the master of the house."
"If it's Dracula I'm out of here." The butler and a regular looking man entered the room. He was very good looking with perfect hair touched with gray. He was probably in his late 30's.
"Good evening. I hope you've found everything convenient."
"Yeah. Except for your phone service." the man was holding something in his hand but Xander couldn't figure out what it was. It looked like some sort of magazine. He must have gotten the guy off the crapper. "Where am I?"
"Wayne Manor." Xander spat the food he was chewing out. "Huh? This is a joke right? A very strange joke." The man sauntered to the table and softly laid the magazine down. Xander looked at it and saw his own face (comic book style) staring back at him. The cover read 'Xander Harris, The Every Man of Super Heroes!'. Xander swallowed hard and reached for it. The page turned before he touched it and fell open. He looked at the strips inside. It showed him over the past few days with Anya. There were scenes he would never share, yet here they were, for apparently the rest of the world to see.
"I don't get it. You're Bruce Wayne. Batman. You're the Super Hero Crime Fighter. Not me. All I do is help my friend Buffy. She's the Super hero of there are any real life ones."
"There's a new bad guy in town. His name is Sketch. He has the ability to draw people and things into different worlds."
"No. That is all to close to what just happened back home. I can't do this again."
"As I was saying. There are already thin gaps between worlds. That's why there are Xander comic books here, and as you said Barman comic books in your world. They are linked and the legacies bleed through to the other side."
"But wouldn't this guy bring over other bad guys? Not good guys?"
"He didn't. We brought you here to help us. There was a parallel doorway that worked perfectly."
"I knew I should have taken the freeway! I had to take the shortcut."
"Alfred, I'm afraid we have no time to lose."
"Yes sir." Alfred walked over to the other side of the kitchen and a hole opened up in the wall.
"The Bat signal went up a few minutes ago. We need to go."
"Hey wait. Where's Robin? How do I get back? What are my super powers?" Xander grabbed the comic book as he trailed after Batman. He screamed as he fell down the chute, not used to it and bounced on the bottom, on the trampoline type net. Bruce Wayne was already suiting up.
"Robin is gone. You get back when we stop Sketch. You don't have Superpowers. You're like most guys just a Superhero."
"So typical." Xander looked at the costume chamber. "Is that green thing mine?"
"We thought Lizard Man would be appropriate. You eat bugs." Bruce Wayne said it without a hint of smile, like it was a natural fact.
"That was one time. Under a spell." Xander protested. "Ok and that other time I got hungry."
"Suit up." Bruce was already clipping on his weapons and sliding on his helmet.
"Funny, you don't look like any one particular Bruce Wayne. You're more like a mixture of them all with a little bit of my pal Angel thrown in."
"Come on." Xander grabbed the rubbery suit with a grimace and followed Batman to the Batmobile.