This is an idea that popped into my head last weekend and just wouldn't go away so I thought I'd give it a go. If you like enough for me to finish it'll be a kinda/sorta companion piece to a fic I have on the Buffy x-over board.
Enjoy and please let me know what you think.
A KIND OF MAGIC
Emma Nelson was always told she was special, but an old friend of her mother's from her days at Degrassi will find out just how special she truly is.
Mandatory Disclaimers: Characters and situations from Degrassi belong to Epitome Pictures. Characters and situations from Buffy the Vampire Slayer belong to Mutant Enemy. Characters and situations from Highlander belong to Panzer/Davis and Rhyser Entertainment. Characters and situations from Forever Knight belong to James Parriot and Sony/Tri-Star. The characters of Aaron Grey, Theresa Ryan and Kyle Freeman belong to Kevin Matsumoto. No infringement on anyone's rights is intended. This work is not to be reproduced for monetary gain. Send praise, flames or whatever to xoemac@earthlink.net. This story may be reposted elsewhere so long as these disclaimers are presented. (Let me know where.)
A KIND OF MAGIC
A Shared Universe Fic.
by Xoemac
PROLOGUE
Toronto.
The room was dark and silent except for the occasional mutterings of the woman seated at the table in the center of the room. She was dressed as your stereotypical palm reader right down to the headscarf and beaded jewelry.
The small shop she operated was decorated just as a person coming in off of the street would expect it to be, except that this woman wasn't some old fake telling people what they wanted to hear for a few dollars. This woman's gifts were real. If they weren't then he wouldn't be here now.
He stood as still as a statue in front of the table his hands crossed on his chest saying nothing. Dark glasses covered his eyes and his thick black hair was tied neatly into a ponytail. "Well?" He asked noticing the old woman had stopped muttering. "Speak 'Seer'."
"The one…" She began in her thick Eastern European accent. "The one you seek is here. She has been called. The prophecy has begun."
"Where is she?"
"I do not know." The old woman suddenly looked very tired. "My abilities are limited but…" She took out a piece of paper and wrote something down. "I was able to see this. It will lead you to the Chosen." He looked at the paper. It contained a single word. "But be warned, even now the Powers are seeking her out. If you cannot kill her before she is told of her destiny then the prophecy will be fulfilled and you will die at her hand."
"That is something I intend to change." The old woman stared to get up from the table. "There is one more thing Madame." He took off his glasses and she saw his eyes flash red.
That was the last thing she ever saw. Before she could react a blur moved in front of her and she felt a sharp pain in her neck. She barely had time to clutch her bleeding throat before she fell to the floor dead.
The man stood over her body. "Nothing personal you understand." His eyes flashed again and he put his glasses back on. "Purely business."
He exited the store making sure to turn the open sign to closed before he left. He took the note she wrote him out of his pocket again and read it aloud to himself.
"Degrassi."
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