Next Time You Bleed
Chapter 4
Author: Kamikazee E-Mail: neo_kamikazee@hotmail.com Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters or plots affiliated with either Buffy the Vampire Slayer or X-Men: Evolution Fandom: BtVS/X-Men: Evolution Summary: Could the key's powers 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/Gambit Distribution: Fanfiction.net, Twisting the Hellmouth, Personal Space. Anyone else, just e-mail me an URL and I'd be happy to let you post it. Author's Note: Sorry it's taken so long to get this out. I sort of got pulled in some different direction with my writing and I've stepped away from this fic. I'll try to get parts out more often, but I'm not making any promises.
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The sparkling portal spread out above the football field of Bayville High School. Its glowing surface seemed to ripple in the midday sunlight that covered everything. A second later a muffled shriek was heard as Dawn was thrown out of the vortex onto the hard ground below.
The teenager hit the grass with an 'oomph', and lay there for several seconds before she worked up the energy to push herself up. Eyeing the scrapes that covered her hands with distaste, she decided she better figure out where she was.
When she saw that she hadn't travelled far, she gave an audible sigh of relief. The girl was glad that she at least knew where she was. It was several seconds later that she finally noticed that someone had been observing her ever since she left the air.
The young man was tall, standing several inches above Dawn, as far as she could tell. He had longish auburn hair, kept out of his eyes by a black headband. Those eyes were covered with dark shades, and Dawn really wanted to know what colour they were.
For a second, she lost herself trying to imagine the exact shade. It took her only a moment to pull herself back into reality and work up a scowl to send towards the unknown man.
"Who are you?" the tone came out distrustful. Dawn may have thought he was handsome, but that didn't change the fact that he was a stranger and starring at her.
A smirk fell on his lips as he walked slowly towards her. He stopped right in front of her, and before she knew what was happening, her hand was in his. "You can call me Gambit, joli," His accent was southern, but that thought fled from Dawn's mind as he brought her hand to his lips and brushed a kiss across her knuckles.
She stared at him blankly for a second, lost in the attention this 'Gambit' was lavishing on her. With a shake of her head, her gaze took on a suspicious glint again.
"That doesn't really tell me much," she told the boy frankly, shifting her wait and looking at him expectantly.
"I work for a man who is interested in your special abilities," he whispered charmingly, trying to dazzle her with another smile. It would have worked, too, if it weren't for the cold clamp of fear that his words opened up in her.
She finally yanked her hand from his and backed up from him, "Stay away from me." The words came out in a hiss, Dawn taking on a defensive stance.
The man's smile changed into a confused look directed towards the girl. "What's wrong, joli?" He stepped towards her, and she stepped back.
"You work for a man who's interested in using me," she spat at him, anger and pain in her eyes as she re-worded what he had told her.
"Non," he held his hands up in innocence, "He wants to help you, cherie," his voice was soothing as he tried to explain, "There are people around here, who don't understand what it's like to be special. We're showing them that we're not going to let them keep us down."
Dawn looked at him, trying to gouge his sincerity. There were two sides to the argument warring inside her head. The cynical side was telling her that he was lying, that she was just going to get hurt again. The optimist side kept reminding her that, hey, it couldn't get any worse, right?
He looked at her and smiled, before saying in his delectable accent, "We're offering you a home, a family."
Dawn's eyes snapped back to him. His last sentence had pierced her deep, reminding her of everything she'd lost. His unspoken promise was that they would need her. He was offering her a place where she could do something, be apart of something. For the first time in a long time, Dawn Summers smiled.
"So, when do we leave?" She walked towards the young man, a stranger to her, but so familiar. Her previous mistrust gone, she was lured in by the promise of belonging again. Dawn thought that finally, maybe, her life might be going up. She looked up at Gambit.
"We leave now, joli," he told her taking her hand and leading her towards where he had parked his bike. Magneto would be quite pleased with him when he returned with Dawn. Plus, she wasn't that bad on the eyes.
As Dawn unknowingly pulled herself into a giant web of lies and deceit, she couldn't be happier. Of course, she couldn't be more clueless, either. You would think living on a Hellmouth would make you more aware, but Dawn was quite willing to believe anything Gambit told her right now.
Not a great thing to do, when dealing with a thief.
Dawn however, was thinking on a completely different plane of thought. "So, what's your special power?" The question came out with a giggle, happiness was quickly returning to the brunette.
Gambit smiled down at her before reaching up and sliding down his shades, revealing the most captivating eyes the young Summers had ever seen, including Spike. Caught in pools of red and black, Dawn had no idea what she had just gotten herself into.
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Kamikazee
Chapter 4
Author: Kamikazee E-Mail: neo_kamikazee@hotmail.com Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters or plots affiliated with either Buffy the Vampire Slayer or X-Men: Evolution Fandom: BtVS/X-Men: Evolution Summary: Could the key's powers 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/Gambit Distribution: Fanfiction.net, Twisting the Hellmouth, Personal Space. Anyone else, just e-mail me an URL and I'd be happy to let you post it. Author's Note: Sorry it's taken so long to get this out. I sort of got pulled in some different direction with my writing and I've stepped away from this fic. I'll try to get parts out more often, but I'm not making any promises.
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The sparkling portal spread out above the football field of Bayville High School. Its glowing surface seemed to ripple in the midday sunlight that covered everything. A second later a muffled shriek was heard as Dawn was thrown out of the vortex onto the hard ground below.
The teenager hit the grass with an 'oomph', and lay there for several seconds before she worked up the energy to push herself up. Eyeing the scrapes that covered her hands with distaste, she decided she better figure out where she was.
When she saw that she hadn't travelled far, she gave an audible sigh of relief. The girl was glad that she at least knew where she was. It was several seconds later that she finally noticed that someone had been observing her ever since she left the air.
The young man was tall, standing several inches above Dawn, as far as she could tell. He had longish auburn hair, kept out of his eyes by a black headband. Those eyes were covered with dark shades, and Dawn really wanted to know what colour they were.
For a second, she lost herself trying to imagine the exact shade. It took her only a moment to pull herself back into reality and work up a scowl to send towards the unknown man.
"Who are you?" the tone came out distrustful. Dawn may have thought he was handsome, but that didn't change the fact that he was a stranger and starring at her.
A smirk fell on his lips as he walked slowly towards her. He stopped right in front of her, and before she knew what was happening, her hand was in his. "You can call me Gambit, joli," His accent was southern, but that thought fled from Dawn's mind as he brought her hand to his lips and brushed a kiss across her knuckles.
She stared at him blankly for a second, lost in the attention this 'Gambit' was lavishing on her. With a shake of her head, her gaze took on a suspicious glint again.
"That doesn't really tell me much," she told the boy frankly, shifting her wait and looking at him expectantly.
"I work for a man who is interested in your special abilities," he whispered charmingly, trying to dazzle her with another smile. It would have worked, too, if it weren't for the cold clamp of fear that his words opened up in her.
She finally yanked her hand from his and backed up from him, "Stay away from me." The words came out in a hiss, Dawn taking on a defensive stance.
The man's smile changed into a confused look directed towards the girl. "What's wrong, joli?" He stepped towards her, and she stepped back.
"You work for a man who's interested in using me," she spat at him, anger and pain in her eyes as she re-worded what he had told her.
"Non," he held his hands up in innocence, "He wants to help you, cherie," his voice was soothing as he tried to explain, "There are people around here, who don't understand what it's like to be special. We're showing them that we're not going to let them keep us down."
Dawn looked at him, trying to gouge his sincerity. There were two sides to the argument warring inside her head. The cynical side was telling her that he was lying, that she was just going to get hurt again. The optimist side kept reminding her that, hey, it couldn't get any worse, right?
He looked at her and smiled, before saying in his delectable accent, "We're offering you a home, a family."
Dawn's eyes snapped back to him. His last sentence had pierced her deep, reminding her of everything she'd lost. His unspoken promise was that they would need her. He was offering her a place where she could do something, be apart of something. For the first time in a long time, Dawn Summers smiled.
"So, when do we leave?" She walked towards the young man, a stranger to her, but so familiar. Her previous mistrust gone, she was lured in by the promise of belonging again. Dawn thought that finally, maybe, her life might be going up. She looked up at Gambit.
"We leave now, joli," he told her taking her hand and leading her towards where he had parked his bike. Magneto would be quite pleased with him when he returned with Dawn. Plus, she wasn't that bad on the eyes.
As Dawn unknowingly pulled herself into a giant web of lies and deceit, she couldn't be happier. Of course, she couldn't be more clueless, either. You would think living on a Hellmouth would make you more aware, but Dawn was quite willing to believe anything Gambit told her right now.
Not a great thing to do, when dealing with a thief.
Dawn however, was thinking on a completely different plane of thought. "So, what's your special power?" The question came out with a giggle, happiness was quickly returning to the brunette.
Gambit smiled down at her before reaching up and sliding down his shades, revealing the most captivating eyes the young Summers had ever seen, including Spike. Caught in pools of red and black, Dawn had no idea what she had just gotten herself into.
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Kamikazee