AN: With everything set up for what's happening, Xander is ready to return
for a visit home, Glory's working with Spike and Dru. The city's just
recovered from what was put down as a natural disaster, do you think a
Hellgoddess could prepare for something of Sephiroths level of power or raw
cunning and ruthlessness.
If anyone thinks that Glory is capable of taking on Sephy as an equal, well, the white haired one has quite a bit of capability you've missed somewhere.
X-Over-Yeah, I'm still working on things with the actual series, though when they show up, is still up in the air. The Trio is not gonna like it when they realize just who they're messing with, and he's not gonna be too happy about them either. I am planning a major fight involving the major players in this one, still deciding if I want to kill off Spike and Dru at the moment.
HolyKnight-Unfortunately, Sephiroths one summon isn't something that would be to helpful without leveling the town and causing planetary level damage, Supernova is not a toy in his view. Eventually he will get some more Summons. Different Holy, there is Holy as in White Materia and then there is the White Magic spell Holy, this is the spell form. Yep, the Nerd gang have played FF7 at least, I'm still deciding past that. Tara's mother is someone I haven't considered yet, I am considering involving her and her family soon though.
Mako-Magic-I've heard both Silver and White hair, I used white because it fits, and later there might be the other, the prophecy does have something yet to come. The official strategy guide calls him several names involving both silver and white hair thought, none of them are really nice. I haven't said anything about him not having green eyes though, they are Mako infused so they glow, I just tied how brightly they glow into emotion, the exact shade of his eyes changes though FFVII though.
Boo-Thanks, I'm not that disturbed though. Yeah Xander is the normal one, though in my opinion if it was playing an RPG Xander would have the highest Wisdom score of the bunch except perhaps Oz or Tara. He understands things on a whole different level than the rest. And Sephy and Xand aren't totally one yet, they will be soon, and when that happens, he'll cause a whole new level of paranoia with the Powers and the First. They already consider him a major threat, and then he gets a boost of both wills working together for everything. And there will be more to come, eventually there will be a Sephy/Xand versus the original Sephiroth battle, it's how I plan on giving Sephy some more spells, namely Summons and that will kick the fight up a few notches.
Sephiroth stood their, just watching the storm from the coast. His long white hair swirled around him in the wind as his emerald eyes followed the dancing lightning on the horizon and his sharp ears paid attention to the rolling thunder.
His mind was alert though to his surroundings, he had found a sanctuary of sorts to the northern part of Alaska, a place where he could work on his control. He realized that only by maintaining control of his emotions and powers could he truly stay sane.
Xander smiled slightly as he felt the power of the storm, he felt her presence within it, Gaia. She was a part of him now, and had been an influence in reducing the psychosis of his other half.
The rain avoided the island he was living on, and the cold as well, she protected him, and aided him. He could almost hear her song in his head at times when he was at peace, working on techniques from here to meditate.
His other half had found an interest in the martial arts and went at it with a fanaticism that was similar to what he had felt about Twinkies before. Insanity was something that had crossed his thoughts, but the compulsion was there and it did help, he was learning how to fight better, mainly in ways that didn't stop just short of weapons of mass destruction.
Part of why he started was to learn how to handle Draconis as well as he did Masamune. But the part of him that truly was the one winged angel was amazed by the sheer variety of skills and abilities here, to him it seemed like although none reached the levels he had or most from his world had, the sheer number was enough to finally impress him.
He did add a few more toys to his arsenal, namely weapons that would work better in confined conditions that made a sword hard to use. And he became a veritable walking arsenal.
Sephiroth heard a noise and his mind identified it instantly.
"What do you want Whistler?"
The Oracles smiled, their plan was working. Glorificus would destroy the threat and then would destroy herself in the process, a win/win situation.
But they had other problems, Gaia was empowering the threat that this Sephiroth was, upsetting their carefully laid plans. The good side was that the First and his allies were as much messed up by this as the Powers were, if not more so. Then there was the fact that he had proven to be capable of calling at least two of the feared Weapons from their slumber and seeing through their eyes.
It was disturbing to say the least.
Then the creator had changed the rules on them by taking all of their messengers and ordering them not to answer to the call of the Powers. It was almost humiliating.
What made it even worse was when a sheet of paper holding the information about who the being was that merged with the human. They almost entered panic mode.
Sephiroth smiled as he saw the sign approaching as he read it saying 'Welcome To Sunnydale' and cast a quick spell.
A second later, a smoldering crater was all that was left of the formerly yellow sign. The white haired man smirked as he gunned the bike and accelerated to nearly double the speed limit.
The crossed blades on his back felt good, as did the large number of other sharp, pointy objects he had taken to carrying.
The outdatedly dressed balance demon was annoying, but he was honest enough, something that did give him a bit of respect in his eyes. He had said that he would be needed in Sunnydale, but for the time being his presence needed to be kept a closely guarded secret until the time was right, he would know when, but the secrecy must be kept if he was going to keep those he cared for alive.
He stopped and pulled on the helmet of the new leathers he had acquired on his way back and pulled the helmet on. It wouldn't do for his presence to be made known this early in the game.
His coat had remained the same, but it was over the rest of his gear, his normal clothes rested in his pack. He would need them, and with his reputation as it was, it alone would be enough to cause widespread panic amongst the demon population.
Coming to a stop by Wilys bar, a smirk crossed his lips once more, he needed information, and after his last stop in Caritas, he knew this was the place to get it here. His mind remembered that Buffy had shaken the man down a few times, but what he planned on doing would be so much more effective.
His boot shattered the door with a well placed kick as the stench of blood, alcohol, sweat, and smoke reached his nose with a smell that made him focus on keeping the contents of his stomach down for a moment before he could move.
Xander lowered a small portion of the shielding he had on his power and the demons and magic users backed away in shock from the sheer force this one had. And they sensed a small part of the training he had in him.
"Hello Wily, it's time we had a little chat," he said with a smile evident in his tone through the visor of his helmet.
Spike muttered to himself about insane goddesses and a seer that was at that time of the month as he approached the bar. He wasn't in the mood to stalk something, so he headed to Wilys, and he found something unexpected, all the living and undead had abandoned the place, Wily was in the corner behind the bar whimpering to himself as corpses and piles of dust covered the floor.
He whistled to himself, as he spoke, "So you finally piss of the Slayer enough for her to wreck the place like this?"
"No, it was some sort of psychotic, he kicked in the door and then the screams started," the rat like man muttered with shivers running through him, as he motioned to the demon dangling from the ceiling fan by his horns after being strangled with his own tail, "It took the guy seconds to kill everyone here, and he didn't even use a weapon or spell, did it all by hand, I'm the only one still alive, the thing looked human, but it couldn't be human, humans aren't that powerful, neither is any demon I've run into."
Spikes eyes nearly popped out of his head in shock as he finally surveyed the wreckage around him more closely, praying to whatever being would listen that the creature responsible for this was just passing through.
"We're all dead if this thing stays around," Wily muttered to himself as Spike made a mental note to accelerate his plans, deal with protecting himself and Dru from this maniac.
But he had to admit, he was impressed, and it was something next to impossible to impress someone who had been a part of some of the bloodiest massacres in history.
If anyone thinks that Glory is capable of taking on Sephy as an equal, well, the white haired one has quite a bit of capability you've missed somewhere.
X-Over-Yeah, I'm still working on things with the actual series, though when they show up, is still up in the air. The Trio is not gonna like it when they realize just who they're messing with, and he's not gonna be too happy about them either. I am planning a major fight involving the major players in this one, still deciding if I want to kill off Spike and Dru at the moment.
HolyKnight-Unfortunately, Sephiroths one summon isn't something that would be to helpful without leveling the town and causing planetary level damage, Supernova is not a toy in his view. Eventually he will get some more Summons. Different Holy, there is Holy as in White Materia and then there is the White Magic spell Holy, this is the spell form. Yep, the Nerd gang have played FF7 at least, I'm still deciding past that. Tara's mother is someone I haven't considered yet, I am considering involving her and her family soon though.
Mako-Magic-I've heard both Silver and White hair, I used white because it fits, and later there might be the other, the prophecy does have something yet to come. The official strategy guide calls him several names involving both silver and white hair thought, none of them are really nice. I haven't said anything about him not having green eyes though, they are Mako infused so they glow, I just tied how brightly they glow into emotion, the exact shade of his eyes changes though FFVII though.
Boo-Thanks, I'm not that disturbed though. Yeah Xander is the normal one, though in my opinion if it was playing an RPG Xander would have the highest Wisdom score of the bunch except perhaps Oz or Tara. He understands things on a whole different level than the rest. And Sephy and Xand aren't totally one yet, they will be soon, and when that happens, he'll cause a whole new level of paranoia with the Powers and the First. They already consider him a major threat, and then he gets a boost of both wills working together for everything. And there will be more to come, eventually there will be a Sephy/Xand versus the original Sephiroth battle, it's how I plan on giving Sephy some more spells, namely Summons and that will kick the fight up a few notches.
Sephiroth stood their, just watching the storm from the coast. His long white hair swirled around him in the wind as his emerald eyes followed the dancing lightning on the horizon and his sharp ears paid attention to the rolling thunder.
His mind was alert though to his surroundings, he had found a sanctuary of sorts to the northern part of Alaska, a place where he could work on his control. He realized that only by maintaining control of his emotions and powers could he truly stay sane.
Xander smiled slightly as he felt the power of the storm, he felt her presence within it, Gaia. She was a part of him now, and had been an influence in reducing the psychosis of his other half.
The rain avoided the island he was living on, and the cold as well, she protected him, and aided him. He could almost hear her song in his head at times when he was at peace, working on techniques from here to meditate.
His other half had found an interest in the martial arts and went at it with a fanaticism that was similar to what he had felt about Twinkies before. Insanity was something that had crossed his thoughts, but the compulsion was there and it did help, he was learning how to fight better, mainly in ways that didn't stop just short of weapons of mass destruction.
Part of why he started was to learn how to handle Draconis as well as he did Masamune. But the part of him that truly was the one winged angel was amazed by the sheer variety of skills and abilities here, to him it seemed like although none reached the levels he had or most from his world had, the sheer number was enough to finally impress him.
He did add a few more toys to his arsenal, namely weapons that would work better in confined conditions that made a sword hard to use. And he became a veritable walking arsenal.
Sephiroth heard a noise and his mind identified it instantly.
"What do you want Whistler?"
The Oracles smiled, their plan was working. Glorificus would destroy the threat and then would destroy herself in the process, a win/win situation.
But they had other problems, Gaia was empowering the threat that this Sephiroth was, upsetting their carefully laid plans. The good side was that the First and his allies were as much messed up by this as the Powers were, if not more so. Then there was the fact that he had proven to be capable of calling at least two of the feared Weapons from their slumber and seeing through their eyes.
It was disturbing to say the least.
Then the creator had changed the rules on them by taking all of their messengers and ordering them not to answer to the call of the Powers. It was almost humiliating.
What made it even worse was when a sheet of paper holding the information about who the being was that merged with the human. They almost entered panic mode.
Sephiroth smiled as he saw the sign approaching as he read it saying 'Welcome To Sunnydale' and cast a quick spell.
A second later, a smoldering crater was all that was left of the formerly yellow sign. The white haired man smirked as he gunned the bike and accelerated to nearly double the speed limit.
The crossed blades on his back felt good, as did the large number of other sharp, pointy objects he had taken to carrying.
The outdatedly dressed balance demon was annoying, but he was honest enough, something that did give him a bit of respect in his eyes. He had said that he would be needed in Sunnydale, but for the time being his presence needed to be kept a closely guarded secret until the time was right, he would know when, but the secrecy must be kept if he was going to keep those he cared for alive.
He stopped and pulled on the helmet of the new leathers he had acquired on his way back and pulled the helmet on. It wouldn't do for his presence to be made known this early in the game.
His coat had remained the same, but it was over the rest of his gear, his normal clothes rested in his pack. He would need them, and with his reputation as it was, it alone would be enough to cause widespread panic amongst the demon population.
Coming to a stop by Wilys bar, a smirk crossed his lips once more, he needed information, and after his last stop in Caritas, he knew this was the place to get it here. His mind remembered that Buffy had shaken the man down a few times, but what he planned on doing would be so much more effective.
His boot shattered the door with a well placed kick as the stench of blood, alcohol, sweat, and smoke reached his nose with a smell that made him focus on keeping the contents of his stomach down for a moment before he could move.
Xander lowered a small portion of the shielding he had on his power and the demons and magic users backed away in shock from the sheer force this one had. And they sensed a small part of the training he had in him.
"Hello Wily, it's time we had a little chat," he said with a smile evident in his tone through the visor of his helmet.
Spike muttered to himself about insane goddesses and a seer that was at that time of the month as he approached the bar. He wasn't in the mood to stalk something, so he headed to Wilys, and he found something unexpected, all the living and undead had abandoned the place, Wily was in the corner behind the bar whimpering to himself as corpses and piles of dust covered the floor.
He whistled to himself, as he spoke, "So you finally piss of the Slayer enough for her to wreck the place like this?"
"No, it was some sort of psychotic, he kicked in the door and then the screams started," the rat like man muttered with shivers running through him, as he motioned to the demon dangling from the ceiling fan by his horns after being strangled with his own tail, "It took the guy seconds to kill everyone here, and he didn't even use a weapon or spell, did it all by hand, I'm the only one still alive, the thing looked human, but it couldn't be human, humans aren't that powerful, neither is any demon I've run into."
Spikes eyes nearly popped out of his head in shock as he finally surveyed the wreckage around him more closely, praying to whatever being would listen that the creature responsible for this was just passing through.
"We're all dead if this thing stays around," Wily muttered to himself as Spike made a mental note to accelerate his plans, deal with protecting himself and Dru from this maniac.
But he had to admit, he was impressed, and it was something next to impossible to impress someone who had been a part of some of the bloodiest massacres in history.
