** Well, here is the first chapter of the promised sequel. As before, I
don't own Highlander of Buffy. If I did, I would be immensely richer. I
don't, don't sue! By the way, after this chapter, don't take my head,
please????? **
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Chapter 1
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The two Watchers hurried towards the sounds of clashing metal. Scurrying to find a hidden spot in the bushes surrounding the clearing was an easy task and the woman waved to the man before jotting down notes in a PDA.
The two fighters were engaged in fierce combat. The man was tall, well built with broad shoulders and sported an ancient Irish claymore. The woman he was fighting was relatively short and lithe and sported a Wakizashi with a wooden hilt. Her red hair was shoulder length and currently tied back into a ponytail. Suddenly, taking a break from the fight, the two Immortals stepped back and studied the other.
"You fight well my dear," the man said in an accent that was vaguely Irish. The wind picked up and his long coat wrapped around his legs and whipped his long blond hair around.
"I should, I learned from the best. Are we going to sit and have tea or get this over with? I have a paper to write," the Immortal named Willow replied sarcastically.
The man grinned and then spun his claymore and then jammed the blade into the ground. He then reached under his coat and pulled out a Spanish rapier and a long dagger. He bowed and stepped into a two-handed cross stance with dagger over rapier.
Willow blinked hard and then shrugged. She dropped into her fighting stance once again and they circled. He struck first with the dagger, which she promptly blocked. The man riposted instantly with his rapier and plunged it into her stomach. Willow dropped to her knees in shock and stared blankly at the taller man. Leaving the rapier where it was, he threw the dagger into the ground and picked up his claymore and hefted it to his broad right shoulder.
"There can be only one," he said calmly, sadly, and swung. The two Watchers winced at the sound of the thumping of her head on the ground and settled in for the light show. Brian the Irish had won again.
** Ha! You didn't think I could do it! I killed a major character. Now the wackiness ensues. Feedback please! **
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Chapter 1
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The two Watchers hurried towards the sounds of clashing metal. Scurrying to find a hidden spot in the bushes surrounding the clearing was an easy task and the woman waved to the man before jotting down notes in a PDA.
The two fighters were engaged in fierce combat. The man was tall, well built with broad shoulders and sported an ancient Irish claymore. The woman he was fighting was relatively short and lithe and sported a Wakizashi with a wooden hilt. Her red hair was shoulder length and currently tied back into a ponytail. Suddenly, taking a break from the fight, the two Immortals stepped back and studied the other.
"You fight well my dear," the man said in an accent that was vaguely Irish. The wind picked up and his long coat wrapped around his legs and whipped his long blond hair around.
"I should, I learned from the best. Are we going to sit and have tea or get this over with? I have a paper to write," the Immortal named Willow replied sarcastically.
The man grinned and then spun his claymore and then jammed the blade into the ground. He then reached under his coat and pulled out a Spanish rapier and a long dagger. He bowed and stepped into a two-handed cross stance with dagger over rapier.
Willow blinked hard and then shrugged. She dropped into her fighting stance once again and they circled. He struck first with the dagger, which she promptly blocked. The man riposted instantly with his rapier and plunged it into her stomach. Willow dropped to her knees in shock and stared blankly at the taller man. Leaving the rapier where it was, he threw the dagger into the ground and picked up his claymore and hefted it to his broad right shoulder.
"There can be only one," he said calmly, sadly, and swung. The two Watchers winced at the sound of the thumping of her head on the ground and settled in for the light show. Brian the Irish had won again.
** Ha! You didn't think I could do it! I killed a major character. Now the wackiness ensues. Feedback please! **