Notes:
Firstly, I don't own Spike (but I know a lot of us would) I don't own
anything to do with Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Harry Potter or anything
mentioned. This applies to any and all chapters.
Okay, yes I know another BtVS HP crossover however. This is different. Read on and you'll see what I mean.
This is my first fan fiction, and this is going to go good, hopefully. All reviews are welcomed, good and bad so that I can listen to your opinions. Oh and its set after Season 7 of Buffy and book 5 of HP. The stories up until those points are exactly how they are but I'm taking over the role.
It's hard to explain and you'll understand next chapter.
Anyway, enough of me and my ramblings.
Enjoy.
Vampires can't sire children right?
Then how come two people, separated by a whole world and their boundaries share such resemblance?
William the Bloody, Spike. Was born with brown hair, and yet long before hair care products became available his hair changed to a striking blonde. And only after he was a vampire.
However, somehow. Who knows how, he managed to have a child with a girl. Not any girl but a witch, not a Wicca but a wand-waving witch.
They didn't marry, and although the child wasn't popular they were the next in the line when all the others had died. The family name lived on with him.
And now, several generations onwards the resemblance can still be seen.
Strikingly strong blond hair for the males, their faces slightly longer and cheekbones can be seen during certain times of the month.
What would happen if William the Bloody met the latest in his bloodline? What happens when he discovers a whole new world separate from the one he's known for over 5 years?
Spike stood there, amongst the fighting Slayers, he'd kicked some Uber ass himself but now the amulet was sending a burning sensation through his chest.
"Um. Buffy!" He shouted. He paused, touched the amulet, it burned his hand. "Oh shit," He said before a giant blue light rushed through his body and upwards, through the roof of the cavern, through the school and into the sky.
The light shone down and through his body, he wondered why he wasn't dead already. He took a deep breath in before the amulet shot out light, a beam of light, eliminating all of the Uber vampires in the room. The girls screamed and he saw them run past and up the stairs back into the basement of the school.
There. He saw Buffy run up to him. He managed a weak smile, "I can feel it. My soul." He then realised he sounded slightly soppy so he added, "Stings a bit." She smiled! He smiled back at her, his body felt warm for what was the first time in hundreds of years. He could feel his body glowing; he even thought that he could hear his heart pounding at the back of his head, through his ears. Or was that hers? "You've done enough, come on Spike" She pleaded. He looked into her eyes, he looked confused for a second or two, was that fear in her eyes? Longing? He shook his head. "No love. Gotta finish this."
He jumped, or would have if he hadn't been rooted to the spot. His hand had suddenly erupted in flames. 'Looks like the suns getting to me at last' he thought. She lifted her hand and put it into his own flaming one. He looked up sharply, was she? "Love you." She said, Spike looked into her eyes, it was then he was certain that his own still heart was beating again as he had to take in a deep breath. He remembered that girl, the one who had died that he'd saved from those boys and the demon. She said that 'she'll tell you. Someday' Spike realised now, finally, what that bint had meant. "No you don't, but thanks for saying it" He told her. He saw her face move ever so slightly at his disbelief, and then the roof shook. She looked at him longingly.
After that he'd looked onwards as his Buffy has run off to save her life. He made a few last comments that no one would hear and laughed as the burning sensation rushed through his body. He knew it was over, as he burned into ashes.
Darkness, all around him. Above. Below. Then here, some kind of light. He didn't know what to think, he was certain that he'd have gone to hell. After all having a soul meant that he was to be going either up into some heavenly dimension or down into a hell dimension.
The light rushed up to him and then passed through him. And he found him, clothes body everything about him standing in a long corridor room. Turning around it was endless, from one side to the other. Corridors shooting off in all directions, as to where they went he didn't know.
"Um. Hello?" He called out. Looking all around, unsure as to whether he should be preparing for an attack or not.
"Ah, William the Bloody has appeared. Soul and all. Well William, I am impressed." Spike looked around for the source of the voice. "Names Spike mate, it's been a couple of centuries since I've been called that." He called out. "No need to shout. As you wish, you will be called Spike whilst you remain here. However what you get called when you return is up to whoever gets their hands upon it." The voice called out. It sounded like a teenagers, just before puberty hits and deepens the voice. And yet the way the voice sounded made the speaker sound as if they were intelligent and almost as if they were going on thirty with a young boys voice.
"Okay. Cryptic, I was hoping that there wouldn't be any of that here. I mean wherever I am. And where the bloody hell are you? It's like trying to talk to a ghost!"
The voice chuckled. "I don't have a body, but I can tell you that I'm in front of you. And here is known as a place of waiting. Maybe in a few moments you'll feel something float past or through you. That's someone or something passing on to wherever they need to go. But they will never know this place or see it. Only those who are due to go back down wait here."
Spike just nodded, looking at the space in front of him. "Okay then mate. What am I waiting for then? Cos I mean, I burned to death after that amulet thing destroyed all of those Uber vamps."
"After you died, Sunnydale collapsed into the ground, now all that's left is a huge crater with everything collapsed inside. And as to what you are waiting for? Don't worry, shortly you'll know."
Spike looked shocked. "WHAT! But what about the Slayers? Buffy? They got out okay right?"
"Yes Spike, they are fine. And are currently heading to Europe, the Scooby's as they called themselves, so that they can have a break from saving the world."
Spike gave a sigh; he was glad that they had gotten out fine. Spike winced as he felt a pulling sensation from behind his nose. He didn't move but the pulling was there. "What?"
"Ah, it seems it is time to go back. Spike, do good and never forget that you sill have a soul." The voice said, Spike nodded before the pull made him fall backwards.
His body fell towards the floor, he expected to feel himself hit it but he dropped right through it and was treated to a continuous fall. The light that the corridor place had been full of disappeared. He could feel his body disappearing, bit by bit. He closed his eyes just before his face, the last part, disappeared into nothing.
Okay, yes I know another BtVS HP crossover however. This is different. Read on and you'll see what I mean.
This is my first fan fiction, and this is going to go good, hopefully. All reviews are welcomed, good and bad so that I can listen to your opinions. Oh and its set after Season 7 of Buffy and book 5 of HP. The stories up until those points are exactly how they are but I'm taking over the role.
It's hard to explain and you'll understand next chapter.
Anyway, enough of me and my ramblings.
Enjoy.
Vampires can't sire children right?
Then how come two people, separated by a whole world and their boundaries share such resemblance?
William the Bloody, Spike. Was born with brown hair, and yet long before hair care products became available his hair changed to a striking blonde. And only after he was a vampire.
However, somehow. Who knows how, he managed to have a child with a girl. Not any girl but a witch, not a Wicca but a wand-waving witch.
They didn't marry, and although the child wasn't popular they were the next in the line when all the others had died. The family name lived on with him.
And now, several generations onwards the resemblance can still be seen.
Strikingly strong blond hair for the males, their faces slightly longer and cheekbones can be seen during certain times of the month.
What would happen if William the Bloody met the latest in his bloodline? What happens when he discovers a whole new world separate from the one he's known for over 5 years?
Spike stood there, amongst the fighting Slayers, he'd kicked some Uber ass himself but now the amulet was sending a burning sensation through his chest.
"Um. Buffy!" He shouted. He paused, touched the amulet, it burned his hand. "Oh shit," He said before a giant blue light rushed through his body and upwards, through the roof of the cavern, through the school and into the sky.
The light shone down and through his body, he wondered why he wasn't dead already. He took a deep breath in before the amulet shot out light, a beam of light, eliminating all of the Uber vampires in the room. The girls screamed and he saw them run past and up the stairs back into the basement of the school.
There. He saw Buffy run up to him. He managed a weak smile, "I can feel it. My soul." He then realised he sounded slightly soppy so he added, "Stings a bit." She smiled! He smiled back at her, his body felt warm for what was the first time in hundreds of years. He could feel his body glowing; he even thought that he could hear his heart pounding at the back of his head, through his ears. Or was that hers? "You've done enough, come on Spike" She pleaded. He looked into her eyes, he looked confused for a second or two, was that fear in her eyes? Longing? He shook his head. "No love. Gotta finish this."
He jumped, or would have if he hadn't been rooted to the spot. His hand had suddenly erupted in flames. 'Looks like the suns getting to me at last' he thought. She lifted her hand and put it into his own flaming one. He looked up sharply, was she? "Love you." She said, Spike looked into her eyes, it was then he was certain that his own still heart was beating again as he had to take in a deep breath. He remembered that girl, the one who had died that he'd saved from those boys and the demon. She said that 'she'll tell you. Someday' Spike realised now, finally, what that bint had meant. "No you don't, but thanks for saying it" He told her. He saw her face move ever so slightly at his disbelief, and then the roof shook. She looked at him longingly.
After that he'd looked onwards as his Buffy has run off to save her life. He made a few last comments that no one would hear and laughed as the burning sensation rushed through his body. He knew it was over, as he burned into ashes.
Darkness, all around him. Above. Below. Then here, some kind of light. He didn't know what to think, he was certain that he'd have gone to hell. After all having a soul meant that he was to be going either up into some heavenly dimension or down into a hell dimension.
The light rushed up to him and then passed through him. And he found him, clothes body everything about him standing in a long corridor room. Turning around it was endless, from one side to the other. Corridors shooting off in all directions, as to where they went he didn't know.
"Um. Hello?" He called out. Looking all around, unsure as to whether he should be preparing for an attack or not.
"Ah, William the Bloody has appeared. Soul and all. Well William, I am impressed." Spike looked around for the source of the voice. "Names Spike mate, it's been a couple of centuries since I've been called that." He called out. "No need to shout. As you wish, you will be called Spike whilst you remain here. However what you get called when you return is up to whoever gets their hands upon it." The voice called out. It sounded like a teenagers, just before puberty hits and deepens the voice. And yet the way the voice sounded made the speaker sound as if they were intelligent and almost as if they were going on thirty with a young boys voice.
"Okay. Cryptic, I was hoping that there wouldn't be any of that here. I mean wherever I am. And where the bloody hell are you? It's like trying to talk to a ghost!"
The voice chuckled. "I don't have a body, but I can tell you that I'm in front of you. And here is known as a place of waiting. Maybe in a few moments you'll feel something float past or through you. That's someone or something passing on to wherever they need to go. But they will never know this place or see it. Only those who are due to go back down wait here."
Spike just nodded, looking at the space in front of him. "Okay then mate. What am I waiting for then? Cos I mean, I burned to death after that amulet thing destroyed all of those Uber vamps."
"After you died, Sunnydale collapsed into the ground, now all that's left is a huge crater with everything collapsed inside. And as to what you are waiting for? Don't worry, shortly you'll know."
Spike looked shocked. "WHAT! But what about the Slayers? Buffy? They got out okay right?"
"Yes Spike, they are fine. And are currently heading to Europe, the Scooby's as they called themselves, so that they can have a break from saving the world."
Spike gave a sigh; he was glad that they had gotten out fine. Spike winced as he felt a pulling sensation from behind his nose. He didn't move but the pulling was there. "What?"
"Ah, it seems it is time to go back. Spike, do good and never forget that you sill have a soul." The voice said, Spike nodded before the pull made him fall backwards.
His body fell towards the floor, he expected to feel himself hit it but he dropped right through it and was treated to a continuous fall. The light that the corridor place had been full of disappeared. He could feel his body disappearing, bit by bit. He closed his eyes just before his face, the last part, disappeared into nothing.