Next Time You Bleed
Chapter 3
Author: Kamikazee E-Mail: neo_kamikazee@hotmail.com Disclaimer: I do not own anything pertaining to the television show Buffy the Vampire Slayer or the cartoon X-Men Evolution. Fandom: BtVS/X-Men Evolution Summary: Could the keys power be a genetic mutation? Dawn runs away after the events of the season 5 finale and finds herself in Bayville. Spoilers: BtVS - Season 5 finale, X-Men Evolution - Day of Reckoning 2 (Season 2 finale) Pairing: Dawn/? (I'll tell you soon, I promise.) Distribution: Fanfiction.net, Twisting the Hellmouth. Anyone else, I'd be glad to let you use it, please just e-mail me the URL. Author's Note: Sorry it took so long to get this out. Writer's block and exams. I hope to work on this more often now that it's summer, but I do have a lot of works in progress. Notes 2: I'd like to thank one site in particular, for all the useful X- Men: Evolution information it's given me. http://x- men.animationinsider.net/
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"Why."
Kick.
"Does."
Kick.
"Everything."
Kick.
"Always."
Kick.
"Screw."
Kick.
"Up?"
Dawn Summers was not in a good mood. The young mutant had thought to register for school. Of course, thought is probably not the best word to use. You see, if she thought, she would have realized that the school was very unlikely to accept a girl with no papers, no parents and no address.
She was lucky enough that she got out of there before the principal called the police on her run away ass. Now, she was left wondering where everything went wrong, and, incidentally, kicking a trash can, in the Bayville High school yard.
"I'm so stupid!" came her frustrated cry, finally collapsing on the nearby steps. Her eyes stung and she could feel the tears that threatened to fall. "No!" came the frustrated growl. "I will not cry! I can do this. Buffy did this, I can do this."
But, Dawn was quickly losing hope with herself. The same part of her that told her that it was her fault that her sister died was now content to inform her that Buffy had always been stronger than her. Dawn was the sister that always needed to be protected, that could never do anything on her own.
For a fleeting second, all Dawn wanted to do was to call Willow. She wanted to hear the red heads voice and to ask her to go home. Then, the memory of why she had left in the first place came back. She was going to do this. She wasn't going to bother Willow with her problems; she had enough on her plate already.
"I'll just have to find a job," was her admittance. "Find a job, make
some money, and maybe get an apartment. I can do this." The teenager's eyes hardened and she prepared to throw herself whole-heartedly into her new plan.
A screeching of tires and a jeep careening into the parking lot distracted her from her task at hand. The car skidded to a halt not five feet in front of her, the skid marks its tires had caused forming a circle around the asphalt.
A teenage boy, probably a little older than her, stepped out of the drivers seat. He was tall, with dark brown hair, and a mischievous smirk. If Dawn had seen him six months ago, she would have blushed and giggled about him with her friends. As it was, she was suspicious.
He looked over at her, smile not fading at bit. The new boy walked, no scratch that, swaggered over to the sceptical girl. "Dawn Summers, right?"
If possible, her suspicion rose even more with that statement. Years of living on the Hellmouth made her subconsciously slip into a position that would make it easier to defend herself. "Who are you and how do you know my name?" I phrase it as a question, but if you had heard Dawn's tone of voice, it was much more similar to an order.
"I'm Lance Alvers, pleased to meet you," came his easy reply as he stuck his hand out for her to shake. His smile never left his face, even as Dawn blatantly ignored his professed hand in favour of glaring at him. "I'm here to offer you."
"Don't listen to anything he says!" came the voice of a teenage girl. She was around Dawn's age as she came into view, running toward them and panting as if she had just finished a marathon. She came to a stop in front of the two other teens, glaring at the much taller Lance.
"I'm Kitty, come with me," the frail brunette reached out for Dawn's arm, her brown hair swaying in its perky pony tail.
Dawn jerked her arm out of the way before she could grab it. "Wow. Okay, I'm not going anywhere with either of you. So, why don't you two just back off a little bit." It appeared that Dawn had taken her own advice, as she took several steps away from the weird new kids.
"That's right, Kitty, she's not going anywhere with you," came Lance's smug reply at Dawn's refusal, "She's the newest member of the Brotherhood."
Before Dawn could get a word out, Kitty's voice cut back, "Join the Brotherhood? Like, no way! Why would she want to do that? She's coming with me; the X-Men will take care of this. Like, always."
"Maybe..." Dawn was cut off again, as the enemies continued to ignore her presence. The mutant from Sunnydale got the feeling that these two argued just for the sake of arguing, sort of like the way Xander and Cordelia used to.
"The X-Men? Oh, come on, you guys don't even have a leader right now. Mystique made sure of that!" Lance's reply was full of venom as he glared down at the petite Kitty, who met his glare with an icy gaze.
"Well, like, at least we don't have our own team mates abandoning us for another team. How are you guys doing without Quicksilver?" Kitty decided to go for the mocking approach, her goal now to aggravate Lance as much as possible.
"Why, you." Dawn gasped as the ground began to shake, throwing both her and Kitty about as if they were nothing as Lance stood there seething. As she hit the ground, Dawn grunted in pain. The noise coming from the younger Summers girl seemed to shake the two other mutants out of their argument, for now.
"Oh. My. God. Are you okay?" Kitty was gushing, trying to check the girl for injuries as she struggled to get away. "Lance is always doing stuff like that, which is why you should come with me, like, right now."
"It was an accident, okay? Calm down. I am sorry, though. Come on, I can take you back to the house so you can meet the others." Lance took a hold of her right arm, trying to pull Dawn back to his jeep.
"Hey! Let go!" came Dawn's strangled cry as she began struggling in Lance's grip. Kitty took that as a guarantee that Dawn had decided to side with the X-Men and grabbed the girl's other arm and attempted to pull her away from Lance. What resulted was a twisted version of a tug-a-war, with Dawn as the rope.
"She's ours."
"No, she is so, like, an X-Men now."
"No way, I saw her first."
Unbeknownst to the tree teens, a playing card had floated to the ground around ten feet away. A pulsating glow had enveloped it. If they had seen it, maybe Lance and Kitty would have known what was to come. Then again, maybe not. As it was, they did not see it and the explosion that followed took all three by surprise.
As Dawn was unceremoniously thrown into the wall of the school, she felt her hand scrape down the stone. Wetness formed on her hand. "Oh no, please, not now." Her whispered plea obviously went unheard. The red droplets seemed to glow as they hit what seemed like an invisible surface.
The glowing blood expanded, forming a whirling vortex. Dawn considered her options, jump into the portal and risk ending up 15 feet above the ground, or stay for round two of the Dawn Games. The portal it was.
As Dawn disappeared in the swirling light of what used to be her blood, Lance lay sprawled after being thrown from the force of the explosion, on top of Kitty.
"What do you think you're doing?" came the outraged cry of the girl, "Lance Alvers get off me this instant!"
"Whhhhha.?" came the grunted reply.
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Okay, so this is actually a little longer than my usual chapters. And I still didn't get to the point I wanted to finish at! But, this seemed like a good place to end. It's a kind of cliffhanger, but I'll update soon.
~ Kamikazee
Chapter 3
Author: Kamikazee E-Mail: neo_kamikazee@hotmail.com Disclaimer: I do not own anything pertaining to the television show Buffy the Vampire Slayer or the cartoon X-Men Evolution. Fandom: BtVS/X-Men Evolution Summary: Could the keys power be a genetic mutation? Dawn runs away after the events of the season 5 finale and finds herself in Bayville. Spoilers: BtVS - Season 5 finale, X-Men Evolution - Day of Reckoning 2 (Season 2 finale) Pairing: Dawn/? (I'll tell you soon, I promise.) Distribution: Fanfiction.net, Twisting the Hellmouth. Anyone else, I'd be glad to let you use it, please just e-mail me the URL. Author's Note: Sorry it took so long to get this out. Writer's block and exams. I hope to work on this more often now that it's summer, but I do have a lot of works in progress. Notes 2: I'd like to thank one site in particular, for all the useful X- Men: Evolution information it's given me. http://x- men.animationinsider.net/
~
"Why."
Kick.
"Does."
Kick.
"Everything."
Kick.
"Always."
Kick.
"Screw."
Kick.
"Up?"
Dawn Summers was not in a good mood. The young mutant had thought to register for school. Of course, thought is probably not the best word to use. You see, if she thought, she would have realized that the school was very unlikely to accept a girl with no papers, no parents and no address.
She was lucky enough that she got out of there before the principal called the police on her run away ass. Now, she was left wondering where everything went wrong, and, incidentally, kicking a trash can, in the Bayville High school yard.
"I'm so stupid!" came her frustrated cry, finally collapsing on the nearby steps. Her eyes stung and she could feel the tears that threatened to fall. "No!" came the frustrated growl. "I will not cry! I can do this. Buffy did this, I can do this."
But, Dawn was quickly losing hope with herself. The same part of her that told her that it was her fault that her sister died was now content to inform her that Buffy had always been stronger than her. Dawn was the sister that always needed to be protected, that could never do anything on her own.
For a fleeting second, all Dawn wanted to do was to call Willow. She wanted to hear the red heads voice and to ask her to go home. Then, the memory of why she had left in the first place came back. She was going to do this. She wasn't going to bother Willow with her problems; she had enough on her plate already.
"I'll just have to find a job," was her admittance. "Find a job, make
some money, and maybe get an apartment. I can do this." The teenager's eyes hardened and she prepared to throw herself whole-heartedly into her new plan.
A screeching of tires and a jeep careening into the parking lot distracted her from her task at hand. The car skidded to a halt not five feet in front of her, the skid marks its tires had caused forming a circle around the asphalt.
A teenage boy, probably a little older than her, stepped out of the drivers seat. He was tall, with dark brown hair, and a mischievous smirk. If Dawn had seen him six months ago, she would have blushed and giggled about him with her friends. As it was, she was suspicious.
He looked over at her, smile not fading at bit. The new boy walked, no scratch that, swaggered over to the sceptical girl. "Dawn Summers, right?"
If possible, her suspicion rose even more with that statement. Years of living on the Hellmouth made her subconsciously slip into a position that would make it easier to defend herself. "Who are you and how do you know my name?" I phrase it as a question, but if you had heard Dawn's tone of voice, it was much more similar to an order.
"I'm Lance Alvers, pleased to meet you," came his easy reply as he stuck his hand out for her to shake. His smile never left his face, even as Dawn blatantly ignored his professed hand in favour of glaring at him. "I'm here to offer you."
"Don't listen to anything he says!" came the voice of a teenage girl. She was around Dawn's age as she came into view, running toward them and panting as if she had just finished a marathon. She came to a stop in front of the two other teens, glaring at the much taller Lance.
"I'm Kitty, come with me," the frail brunette reached out for Dawn's arm, her brown hair swaying in its perky pony tail.
Dawn jerked her arm out of the way before she could grab it. "Wow. Okay, I'm not going anywhere with either of you. So, why don't you two just back off a little bit." It appeared that Dawn had taken her own advice, as she took several steps away from the weird new kids.
"That's right, Kitty, she's not going anywhere with you," came Lance's smug reply at Dawn's refusal, "She's the newest member of the Brotherhood."
Before Dawn could get a word out, Kitty's voice cut back, "Join the Brotherhood? Like, no way! Why would she want to do that? She's coming with me; the X-Men will take care of this. Like, always."
"Maybe..." Dawn was cut off again, as the enemies continued to ignore her presence. The mutant from Sunnydale got the feeling that these two argued just for the sake of arguing, sort of like the way Xander and Cordelia used to.
"The X-Men? Oh, come on, you guys don't even have a leader right now. Mystique made sure of that!" Lance's reply was full of venom as he glared down at the petite Kitty, who met his glare with an icy gaze.
"Well, like, at least we don't have our own team mates abandoning us for another team. How are you guys doing without Quicksilver?" Kitty decided to go for the mocking approach, her goal now to aggravate Lance as much as possible.
"Why, you." Dawn gasped as the ground began to shake, throwing both her and Kitty about as if they were nothing as Lance stood there seething. As she hit the ground, Dawn grunted in pain. The noise coming from the younger Summers girl seemed to shake the two other mutants out of their argument, for now.
"Oh. My. God. Are you okay?" Kitty was gushing, trying to check the girl for injuries as she struggled to get away. "Lance is always doing stuff like that, which is why you should come with me, like, right now."
"It was an accident, okay? Calm down. I am sorry, though. Come on, I can take you back to the house so you can meet the others." Lance took a hold of her right arm, trying to pull Dawn back to his jeep.
"Hey! Let go!" came Dawn's strangled cry as she began struggling in Lance's grip. Kitty took that as a guarantee that Dawn had decided to side with the X-Men and grabbed the girl's other arm and attempted to pull her away from Lance. What resulted was a twisted version of a tug-a-war, with Dawn as the rope.
"She's ours."
"No, she is so, like, an X-Men now."
"No way, I saw her first."
Unbeknownst to the tree teens, a playing card had floated to the ground around ten feet away. A pulsating glow had enveloped it. If they had seen it, maybe Lance and Kitty would have known what was to come. Then again, maybe not. As it was, they did not see it and the explosion that followed took all three by surprise.
As Dawn was unceremoniously thrown into the wall of the school, she felt her hand scrape down the stone. Wetness formed on her hand. "Oh no, please, not now." Her whispered plea obviously went unheard. The red droplets seemed to glow as they hit what seemed like an invisible surface.
The glowing blood expanded, forming a whirling vortex. Dawn considered her options, jump into the portal and risk ending up 15 feet above the ground, or stay for round two of the Dawn Games. The portal it was.
As Dawn disappeared in the swirling light of what used to be her blood, Lance lay sprawled after being thrown from the force of the explosion, on top of Kitty.
"What do you think you're doing?" came the outraged cry of the girl, "Lance Alvers get off me this instant!"
"Whhhhha.?" came the grunted reply.
~
Okay, so this is actually a little longer than my usual chapters. And I still didn't get to the point I wanted to finish at! But, this seemed like a good place to end. It's a kind of cliffhanger, but I'll update soon.
~ Kamikazee