In response to the following challenge on www.seventh-dimension.org
Challenge: BtVS/HtS crossover- Wednesday, January 15th 2003 - 07:20:07 PM
*Xander during the road trip ends up working at the Joe's bar to buy a new car when the old one break down.
*Thanks to his time as a slayerette he notice something strange but can't put a finger on it.
*He and Ritchie become friends.
*Back to LA someone tries to kill Faith (who is still in the prison) but she escapes. Guards are killed and she is believed guilty.
*She Run and ends up in the Joes bar.
*Xander decide to help her.
*they investigate and found out a prophecy about a Slayer and an young immortal (Xander)that would receive a power of some sort.
*Slayers Watchers wants Faith dead so they could have a new Slayer that they could control and with that control the power.
BONUS POINTS:
*Faith/Xander romance
*Methos thinking that Xander and Richie are together and don't like it.
*A little Amanda to mess things up. More than they already are.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. HL belongs to Rysher and DPP Productions, Joss owns Buffy. Back off!!!
Long Lived Xander Chapter 1
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It was three weeks after he had left the woman he thought he loved at the altar. She hated him now but somehow he didn't hate himself. What is this thing called love anyway? How fine a line there can be between love and hate.
*Hell*, Xander thought.
"Maybe we deserved it," he mused angrily.
Xander looked up and saw the city limits sign for Seacouver, Washington. He continued to drive for a few minutes and followed the road signs to a motel. Across the street he could see a bright neon sign that read "Joe's."
"Good a place as any, Xandman," he said aloud to no one in particular.
Scanning for any un-dead nightlife he parked his car and got out. Xander went to the office and pre-paid for a room for a week. Grimacing as he flipped on the light in his dingy room, he shrugged. He had actually been in worse places.
Joe Dawson, sole proprietor of his bar, looked up to see the door open and a young dark headed man walk in. The kid, as he thought of him, tiredly walked to the bar and sat down.
"Beer, please," he said.
"Gotta see some ID first, kid," Joe said lightly. Joe checked the offered card and drew up the dark brew, satisfied. "You need anything, the name's Joe. And that's Mike over there," he said pointing as he sat down on his stool at the end of the bar.
"Thanks," Xander said gratefully.
Suddenly, the door opened and the night clerk of the motel across the street walked in. Seeing Xander at the bar he walked over and tapped him on the shoulder.
"Hey buddy, I got some bad news for you," he said nervously.
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Xander stared in disbelief at his car. The car was totaled. It was unbelievable that the main sign for the motel had just fallen on his car. And bounced. Then caught on fire. Which of course led to the eventual burning down of the section of the motel where Xander had been staying; he and all his belongings except his wallet and the clothes he was wearing.
Muttering under his breath at the Powers That Be, Xander walked slowly back to Joe's.
Xander walked in past Joe, who was standing at the door, shaking his head, watching the fire trucks leave the parking lot across the street.
"Hey kid, I think I need a new bartender. You interested?" Joe asked hobbling back inside.
Xander looked up with hope in his eyes.
"Sure," he said and for the first time in the day, he relaxed.
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Two nights later, Xander was wiping down the bar when the door opened and a man walked in. The man greeted Joe, who replied in turn, hobbling to the bar to draw up a beer for the man.
Xander looked him over as he usually did anyone he didn't know and then something hit him. The man appeared to be young, with close cut hair and a lanky build. Nothing was unusual about that. It was something about the way the man sat and the fact that his coat wasn't on the rack at the door. The coat seemed to be weighted on the left side.
Something was out of place. As the night wore on, Xander suddenly noticed the man called Adam stiffen and turn to watch the door. Xander glanced at the door and no one was there. Confused, he glanced back at Adam who continued to watch the door then relax. Hearing the door open, a tall, dark-haired man walked in and seemed to relax some when his eyes landed on Adam. The man glanced at Xander and then sat down at a table.
*Man, that was odd. And that dude gives me the chills,* Xander thought.
Adam looked up at Xander and said, "He wants Glenmorangie, on the rocks."
Xander just shrugged and poured the drink. He walked around the bar and put it on the table in front of the heavily built man.
The man looked up at him for a moment and held Xander's gaze.
"Hi, you must be the new bartender Joe was telling me about. My name's Duncan MacLeod," he said offering his hand.
Xander shook it and replied, "I'm Xander, if you need anything. Nice to meet you."
Xander picked up an empty glass off a table as he went back to the bar. Dumping out the glass and putting it into the sink gave him a chance to glance in the mirror at the two men behind him. The one called Adam had moved to the table with MacLeod and the two were in close discussion. He shrugged and went back to his work.
"MacLeod, he is going to be one of us and I don't think I can handle a student right now," Adam said to his Scottish friend.
"Aye, I know" Duncan replied. "He seems to be observing his surroundings and paying attention to what's between the lines. From what Joe tells me, the kid comes from Sunnydale, California, the Hellmouth. It explains his watchfulness and his careful manner. Plus he checked out clean and Joe says he's a hard worker. I'll take care of it," he added.
Adam nodded. In hindsight, this would probably be a good time for MacLeod to take on a new student. He watched his friend out of the corner of his eye while sipping at his beer. MacLeod had too much to think about after killing Richie then Connor, that business with Kell and his former wife, Kate, betraying him. Kate, he mused, deserved the punishment she got. Amanda had toyed with her across three continents before finally killing her for what she had done to her sometimes lover and all-the-time friend. A new student would be good for MacLeod.
In light of things, Adam decided to stick around for a while. After all, it wasn't every day a pre-Immortal from the Hellmouth showed up. Odds were, Xander knew about the "nightlife" that most people thought was just a fairytale, not something that was actually lurking about waiting to rip you to shreds for no logical reason
*This could get to be interesting* he mused with a small smile in his eyes.
*** Well, it's my first fic in a while. I do love a good Highlander/BtVS crossover. I liked this challenge and here we are. I hope you enjoy this and we shall see how this one plays out. Reviews are good!!! Thanks!!!
Challenge: BtVS/HtS crossover- Wednesday, January 15th 2003 - 07:20:07 PM
*Xander during the road trip ends up working at the Joe's bar to buy a new car when the old one break down.
*Thanks to his time as a slayerette he notice something strange but can't put a finger on it.
*He and Ritchie become friends.
*Back to LA someone tries to kill Faith (who is still in the prison) but she escapes. Guards are killed and she is believed guilty.
*She Run and ends up in the Joes bar.
*Xander decide to help her.
*they investigate and found out a prophecy about a Slayer and an young immortal (Xander)that would receive a power of some sort.
*Slayers Watchers wants Faith dead so they could have a new Slayer that they could control and with that control the power.
BONUS POINTS:
*Faith/Xander romance
*Methos thinking that Xander and Richie are together and don't like it.
*A little Amanda to mess things up. More than they already are.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. HL belongs to Rysher and DPP Productions, Joss owns Buffy. Back off!!!
Long Lived Xander Chapter 1
------
It was three weeks after he had left the woman he thought he loved at the altar. She hated him now but somehow he didn't hate himself. What is this thing called love anyway? How fine a line there can be between love and hate.
*Hell*, Xander thought.
"Maybe we deserved it," he mused angrily.
Xander looked up and saw the city limits sign for Seacouver, Washington. He continued to drive for a few minutes and followed the road signs to a motel. Across the street he could see a bright neon sign that read "Joe's."
"Good a place as any, Xandman," he said aloud to no one in particular.
Scanning for any un-dead nightlife he parked his car and got out. Xander went to the office and pre-paid for a room for a week. Grimacing as he flipped on the light in his dingy room, he shrugged. He had actually been in worse places.
Joe Dawson, sole proprietor of his bar, looked up to see the door open and a young dark headed man walk in. The kid, as he thought of him, tiredly walked to the bar and sat down.
"Beer, please," he said.
"Gotta see some ID first, kid," Joe said lightly. Joe checked the offered card and drew up the dark brew, satisfied. "You need anything, the name's Joe. And that's Mike over there," he said pointing as he sat down on his stool at the end of the bar.
"Thanks," Xander said gratefully.
Suddenly, the door opened and the night clerk of the motel across the street walked in. Seeing Xander at the bar he walked over and tapped him on the shoulder.
"Hey buddy, I got some bad news for you," he said nervously.
----------------
Xander stared in disbelief at his car. The car was totaled. It was unbelievable that the main sign for the motel had just fallen on his car. And bounced. Then caught on fire. Which of course led to the eventual burning down of the section of the motel where Xander had been staying; he and all his belongings except his wallet and the clothes he was wearing.
Muttering under his breath at the Powers That Be, Xander walked slowly back to Joe's.
Xander walked in past Joe, who was standing at the door, shaking his head, watching the fire trucks leave the parking lot across the street.
"Hey kid, I think I need a new bartender. You interested?" Joe asked hobbling back inside.
Xander looked up with hope in his eyes.
"Sure," he said and for the first time in the day, he relaxed.
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Two nights later, Xander was wiping down the bar when the door opened and a man walked in. The man greeted Joe, who replied in turn, hobbling to the bar to draw up a beer for the man.
Xander looked him over as he usually did anyone he didn't know and then something hit him. The man appeared to be young, with close cut hair and a lanky build. Nothing was unusual about that. It was something about the way the man sat and the fact that his coat wasn't on the rack at the door. The coat seemed to be weighted on the left side.
Something was out of place. As the night wore on, Xander suddenly noticed the man called Adam stiffen and turn to watch the door. Xander glanced at the door and no one was there. Confused, he glanced back at Adam who continued to watch the door then relax. Hearing the door open, a tall, dark-haired man walked in and seemed to relax some when his eyes landed on Adam. The man glanced at Xander and then sat down at a table.
*Man, that was odd. And that dude gives me the chills,* Xander thought.
Adam looked up at Xander and said, "He wants Glenmorangie, on the rocks."
Xander just shrugged and poured the drink. He walked around the bar and put it on the table in front of the heavily built man.
The man looked up at him for a moment and held Xander's gaze.
"Hi, you must be the new bartender Joe was telling me about. My name's Duncan MacLeod," he said offering his hand.
Xander shook it and replied, "I'm Xander, if you need anything. Nice to meet you."
Xander picked up an empty glass off a table as he went back to the bar. Dumping out the glass and putting it into the sink gave him a chance to glance in the mirror at the two men behind him. The one called Adam had moved to the table with MacLeod and the two were in close discussion. He shrugged and went back to his work.
"MacLeod, he is going to be one of us and I don't think I can handle a student right now," Adam said to his Scottish friend.
"Aye, I know" Duncan replied. "He seems to be observing his surroundings and paying attention to what's between the lines. From what Joe tells me, the kid comes from Sunnydale, California, the Hellmouth. It explains his watchfulness and his careful manner. Plus he checked out clean and Joe says he's a hard worker. I'll take care of it," he added.
Adam nodded. In hindsight, this would probably be a good time for MacLeod to take on a new student. He watched his friend out of the corner of his eye while sipping at his beer. MacLeod had too much to think about after killing Richie then Connor, that business with Kell and his former wife, Kate, betraying him. Kate, he mused, deserved the punishment she got. Amanda had toyed with her across three continents before finally killing her for what she had done to her sometimes lover and all-the-time friend. A new student would be good for MacLeod.
In light of things, Adam decided to stick around for a while. After all, it wasn't every day a pre-Immortal from the Hellmouth showed up. Odds were, Xander knew about the "nightlife" that most people thought was just a fairytale, not something that was actually lurking about waiting to rip you to shreds for no logical reason
*This could get to be interesting* he mused with a small smile in his eyes.
*** Well, it's my first fic in a while. I do love a good Highlander/BtVS crossover. I liked this challenge and here we are. I hope you enjoy this and we shall see how this one plays out. Reviews are good!!! Thanks!!!