A/N: Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Harry Potter, Angel, and Buffy
characters. I own one character though, Bryan, which I made up, so..yah...
WHEN 3 WORLDS MERGE
CHAPTER ONE: The Arrival After the Apocalypse that occurred and basically obliterated Sunnydale, Buffy Summers, the Scooby Gang, and their troop of Slayers fled to LA in an old, yellow school bus. As they made their way, driving farther and farther away from the huge crater that was once Sunnydale, Xander mourned Anya's death, Faith "comforted" Robin, the Slayers sat in silence, Giles wordlessly maneuvered the bus, while Willow and Kennedy did the "lipmash" in Giles's terms. Huddled in the backseat was Buffy and Dawn, grieving the loss of an endeared vampire. Lost in thought, Buffy reminisced about her dream to be like other girls, and now, she finally was... From now on, every girl in the world who might be a Slayer, will be a Slayer; every girl who could have the power, will have the power; who can stand up, will stand up."
Eventually, Giles pulled the bus to a stop in front of a large hotel. He stepped out, wiped the lenses of his squeaky-clean glasses for the 50th time since they departed. Even in the dark, Buffy could tell exactly what he was doing, seeing as Giles had been a HUGE part in her life since she was called as a Slayer. One by one, the weary fighters shakily trooped into the hotel's lobby as Willow glanced at the familiar sight and murmured, "Angel Investigations Hotel."
Sure enough, Angel, Connor, Fred, Wesley, and Gunn stood anxiously in the spacious lobby. Angel was more than happy to have Buffy present, but his face fell slightly as he caught a glimpse of the ever-sarcastic Xander. "It's too bad the Ubervamps didn't get you..." Angel said in mock disappointment as his friends and son helped the newcomers to their designated rooms, then shut up as he received on of Buffy's famous death glares. After a series of mumbled thanks and good nights, Xander, Andrew, (Xandrew, as said by Willow) Kennedy, Dawn, Willow, Faith, Giles, Robin, and the Slayers trudged up the stairs into their rooms, and fell asleep.
As Angel turned towards his office, he noticed Buffy sitting noiselessly on one of the chairs in his office, pleading with her eyes for him to talk to her. Sighing inaudibly, he assumed his normal brooding expression and sat down next to her. "What happened?" Angel asked, concerned. "Well..." Buffy began shakily, then cleared her throat. "So much death...The whole city's gone, no more mini-golf and shopping at Macy's...Anya's dead...And S- Spike...He...He's gone too..." she finished, then broke down sobbing uncontrollably into Angel's comforting arms.
A/N: Hey guys, please R&R...this is my first EVER fanfic, so please don't be too harsh with the ratings!!! :D
WHEN 3 WORLDS MERGE
CHAPTER ONE: The Arrival After the Apocalypse that occurred and basically obliterated Sunnydale, Buffy Summers, the Scooby Gang, and their troop of Slayers fled to LA in an old, yellow school bus. As they made their way, driving farther and farther away from the huge crater that was once Sunnydale, Xander mourned Anya's death, Faith "comforted" Robin, the Slayers sat in silence, Giles wordlessly maneuvered the bus, while Willow and Kennedy did the "lipmash" in Giles's terms. Huddled in the backseat was Buffy and Dawn, grieving the loss of an endeared vampire. Lost in thought, Buffy reminisced about her dream to be like other girls, and now, she finally was... From now on, every girl in the world who might be a Slayer, will be a Slayer; every girl who could have the power, will have the power; who can stand up, will stand up."
Eventually, Giles pulled the bus to a stop in front of a large hotel. He stepped out, wiped the lenses of his squeaky-clean glasses for the 50th time since they departed. Even in the dark, Buffy could tell exactly what he was doing, seeing as Giles had been a HUGE part in her life since she was called as a Slayer. One by one, the weary fighters shakily trooped into the hotel's lobby as Willow glanced at the familiar sight and murmured, "Angel Investigations Hotel."
Sure enough, Angel, Connor, Fred, Wesley, and Gunn stood anxiously in the spacious lobby. Angel was more than happy to have Buffy present, but his face fell slightly as he caught a glimpse of the ever-sarcastic Xander. "It's too bad the Ubervamps didn't get you..." Angel said in mock disappointment as his friends and son helped the newcomers to their designated rooms, then shut up as he received on of Buffy's famous death glares. After a series of mumbled thanks and good nights, Xander, Andrew, (Xandrew, as said by Willow) Kennedy, Dawn, Willow, Faith, Giles, Robin, and the Slayers trudged up the stairs into their rooms, and fell asleep.
As Angel turned towards his office, he noticed Buffy sitting noiselessly on one of the chairs in his office, pleading with her eyes for him to talk to her. Sighing inaudibly, he assumed his normal brooding expression and sat down next to her. "What happened?" Angel asked, concerned. "Well..." Buffy began shakily, then cleared her throat. "So much death...The whole city's gone, no more mini-golf and shopping at Macy's...Anya's dead...And S- Spike...He...He's gone too..." she finished, then broke down sobbing uncontrollably into Angel's comforting arms.
A/N: Hey guys, please R&R...this is my first EVER fanfic, so please don't be too harsh with the ratings!!! :D