Title: Collaboration Chapter 5
Author: Nimacu
Summery: Buffy/Harry Potter/Smallville Crossover. Our heroes all receive interesting letters.
Timeframe: Buffy Post season two, age 17, Harry Post book seven age 18, Clark mid-season two age 17? Yes I may be molding it to my own device but hey that's why it's fan fiction and not the Jetsons meet the Flintstones
Disclaimer: Not mine, not of it. Even the plot leans a little towards LXG. So again I say I don't own Buffy, Harry, Clark and any other characters. Don't own the song either; it's all Crow's
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A/N**For Smallville this is before Rosetta and after Fever, not that I may not use some of that in the story. But it just hasn't happened yet. So, just so you know, Martha's still pregnant and Lana and Clark aren't together yet.
A/N** I'd also like to apologize for the lateness of this chapter, I've had some family problems that have been occupying my mind. I've also been distracted by the Oboe player who moved in next door. You just don't know salsa music until it's played on the Oboe in the middle of the night (and I wish I was just kidding)"Ummm…" Clark made a small sound with his mouth as he debated whether or not to answer the woman truthfully. For thirteen years he'd managed not to have to tell a soul except for Pete and now he'd been a room with these people for less then a minute and they'd guessed.
Buffy stood there staring at the man as he continued to look less than intelligent; finally he spoke.
"My name's Clark Kent"
"And that's supposed to mean what to me?" Buffy positioned her hands on her hips waiting for the newcomer to speak.
"Well, I just thought you'd like to know." Clark pasted a fake grin on his face, wondering who was this tiny woman and what did she have to do with his meeting.
Buffy's ire was up, knowing internally that this man probably had nothing to do with why she was so on edge, she spoke again anyway; walking closer to him with every word. "I asked you a question, if you're going to avoid it at least say so instead of pretending you didn't hear me. I'm not stupid or naïve, so if you think either of those things about me you can just get that out of your head right now" She ended her tirade poking her finger at Clark Kent's chest.
"Fine I'm not answering you. At least not until I know who you are and who he is." Clark pointed to the other man in the room.
And at this point Harry stepped between Buffy and Clark, grabbing Clark's hand and shaking it firmly as he spoke. "I'm Harry Potter, and this is Buffy, and I think we're both here because we've saved the world, now if you haven't I'd be very interested in knowing why you are here" Harry looked pointedly at him, knowing that he'd managed to make it next to impossible for Clark to throw off the questions without being blatantly rude.
Clark looked closer at the man and woman, examining them both before answering, finding that the man reminded him very much of Lex, not that they looked at all alike. More like they carried themselves with the same air, confident and insecure at the same time. And the way he'd spoken, that was a very Lex-like way of verbally cornering someone. And the girl, she was tinier than Lana even, but seemed to be more like Chloe, upfront and abrasive. Finally realizing he was staring even more than he usually did he spoke "Yeah, I saved the world a time or two. But mostly I just save my hometown."
After this the three teens stood staring at each other, awkward silence filling the air. Buffy shuffled her feet, knowing the earlier she'd found with the British one Harry had been lost when the other man had walked into the room. There was one more thing nagging at her that she wanted to know before they're mysterious inviter arrived.
"What makes you two special enough to save the world? The way it's always been told to me is that there was one girl to fight the powers of darkness. It'd been nice to know there were others out there fighting the good fight."
The same thing had crossed Harry's mind, what was special about these other two? And that way she put it, this girl was something else. What that else was he wasn't sure. Harry chuckled before he spoke "Fighting the good fight? Never quite heard it put that way before."
"Well that's what we do isn't it? Fight the good fight, hoping we win, praying that even if we don't everything we'll be ok." Buffy paused then spoke again irritation marring her pretty features "Wait a minute I asked you both a question and you're not answering me. Stop with the avoidance."
This time it was Clark who spoke first.
"It's complicated, let's just say I have abilities that…." Clark was interrupted when another man entered the room, cutting off Clark's answer and finishing his sentence. "Other people don't possess, much like you both do too." The man who appeared to be in his mid fifties with salt and pepper hair and distinguished features motioned towards Buffy and Harry.
The three stared in shock at the man, it was one thing to know that they'd been called here because someone knew their secrets, but it was another thing to see the man who'd discovered the very thing that they'd risk their lives to be kept secret. Buffy true to her impulsive character spoke first.
"Who...who are you?"
The man smiled warmly at Buffy before reaching into his pockets and pulling out three business cards, subsequently handing them to each of them. Looking down they all read
Heroes Inc.
Saving the World Since 1604
And in smaller letters across the bottom of the card was this motto.
"No apocalypse is too big or too small"
Harry laughed out loud as he read the bottom line "You've got to be kidding me."
"Yeah, is this some sort of practical joke?" Buffy added
The man looked at the two and at Clark who'd been quiet since he'd received his card, his face growing more somber. "No Mr. Potter I am not kidding you and Miss Summers, it isn't a joke." He smiled again as he added, "Although I think our new motto leaves a lot to be desired in subtlety"
Clark finally looked up from his card and spoke "Well what do you want from us?"
"Well Mr. Kent, what I want from you, from all of you" he gestured to Buffy and Harry "Is to hire you to work for our firm as a team. You see we've been around for almost four hundred years and heroes for the most part aren't immortal. We're looking to bring new blood into the company among other things, no pun intended of course. We've found that three are the best that you're generation has to offer, and not only that but the three of you possess traits that used together would make you almost unstoppable. " He paused for a moment giving them a chance to speak if they wanted but all were silent so he continued speaking "You see here at H.I. we feel that creating teams of heroes to protect the world is a far better idea than sending out people to do it separately. And I know if you will all think on it, don't you have people who've helped you in the past. Imagine having someone else to help who's just as powerful, whose destiny is just as magnificent." He finished his speech staring pointedly at the three waiting for them to digest the information.
This time Harry was the first to speak "There's was nothing wrong with the people who helped us before"
"Yes, they were just fine" Clark added and then both boys looked at Buffy expecting her to say something, but she stood silent for a few moments more.
"He's right, you know. The thing is, it isn't their destiny to save the world. It's ours. They're just brought in because they care about us. And more often then not they end up hurt or dead" Buffy grimaced at thoughts of Miss Calendar, Angel and the many times her friends had been hurt just because they were her friends.
At Buffy's words Harry's eyes took on the haunted look that they'd managed to lose for a few minutes he'd been caught up in all this new information; however he chose not speak. Clark was also silent, as they all seemed to wait for something, not knowing exactly what it was. Finally the older man spoke.
"Well, that's true Miss Summers, but don't put much too much stock in destiny. Yes, some are born to greatness like the three of you, but for other's much more mortal than you it's earnestly gained, through choices and decisions. Don't underestimate your friends, they knew what they were doing and in the end we choose our own path."
"I'm afraid I almost didn't mention this, but it seems that now is the time, before we go much farther I'd be remiss if I didn't tell you the most important reason we need you three to work together." He paused as thought gathering courage. "We have never had the opportunity to have such three varied and unique individuals work for us at the same time, each of you alone have more power and more experience than any one we've ever encompassed before. Separately you each are mentioned in more prophecies than is polite to mention in public. But together you could fulfill a prophecy written long before you were born, long before H.I. was founded, in fact the discovery of this prophecy was one of the reasons we were founded in the first place. We've searched many years and helped untold millions but until now we've not been close to discovering what exactly this prophecy meant. But I suppose I'd should recite it to you, what I'm saying might make more since then.
To stop the one who'd end it all.
To tip the scales to the side of good,
And save the world from its darkest time.
You'll need more than a hero.
Three heroes tried and true.
One not of this world,
One who's the last in a line of hallowed fighters
And one who saved a world within our own.
The man was quiet waiting for them to comment, finally Clark spoke "Could you write that down for me?" But before the man could answer Buffy interrupted him, a grin breaking out on her face.
"Another Prophecy? This has got to be good"