Heroic Deeds
By Ayisha
Disclaimer: I don't own anything in the story. Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Angel characters belong to Joss Whedon. Smallville doesn't belong to me, either.
Author's Notes: Thank you to everyone who is still reading this fic. I appreciate the support.
Chapter 10:
Sunnydale, California
"This is where your 'master' is?" Spike asked as he slapped another mosquito. Irritating pests. The demon had led him to the Sunnydale dump.
A place piled with mountains and mountains of trash.
The demon walked a few steps ahead of him with his head down. "My master thinks this is the best place to hide."
Spike sneered. "Your 'master' must be stupid." He held his nose up. "And this must be why you smell like you do. Disgusting."
The demon refrained from speaking. "You'll get used to it."
"What makes you think I would?" Spike said. "Listen, do you have a name? The least you could do is tell me who you are."
Silence. "Ajax."
"And your master…?"
"Achilles." Spike turned towards the voice. Ajax immediately bowed before him. "Master."
Ajax and Achilles. Spike frowned. Why in the world did their names sound so familiar?
"You must be William the Bloody," Achilles intoned as he looked at Spike.
"In case you didn't know, I go by Spike now." Achilles wasn't what Spike expected to be. His face couldn't be seen and every part of his body was covered with golden armor.
Achilles chuckled. "Indeed." He looked at Ajax. "You did a good job."
Ajax beamed. "That's nice to hear, Master."
"Look, as much as I want to stay hear and listen to your chitchat, I have better things to do with my time." Spike snapped. Such as patrolling the neighborhood. "So, what do you want from me?"
"William, I am here to make a proposition." Achilles said. "You don't mind if I call you William, do you?"
Spike snorted. "Anything to get this done and over with." He had to wonder what made him agree to come here in the first place.
"What do you say if I told you I could do something to get rid of that chip in your head?"
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Smallville, Kansas
"You're Clark Kent, right?"
Clark turned around when he heard her voice. And the face that has been haunting his dreams. "Angelica."
Buffy laughed. "You might probably be wondering what I'm doing here."
"Well, it's not everyday I get to see a beautiful blonde like you in Smallville High."
"And I see you also have a sense of humor," Buffy remarked. She glanced around. "Actually, I was wondering if you could show me where the principal's office is?"
"Why? Are you going to study here? I'd think you would be in college by now."
"I am." Or at least that's what she thinks. "But I was wondering if there was a teaching position vacant."
"Oh." A look of understanding crossed over Clark's face. "I didn't know you were a teacher."
"Me either," Buffy said dryly. But she decided to take Lex's suggestion in this instant.
If she doesn't want to rely from Luthor money, she had to work for herself.
And let's face it. Working as a waitress would not be enough to support her.
So she decided on the next best thing. Applying at the local high school.
With fingers crossed behind her back, Buffy followed Clark to the principal's office.
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Metropolis, Kansas
"Lex. What a nice surprise."
"You're not one for pleasantries," Lex told his father. "So you better stop it now."
Lionel Luthor looked at his son. "What brings you to Metropolis so early in the morning?"
"Angelica." Lex told him without preamble.
"Ah." Lionel said. "And what about her?"
"Stay away from her," Lex warned him. "She's mine."
Lionel held up his hands. "All right."
"Good." Lex smirked. "I'm glad we understand each other." He walked out of his father's office right after.
Lionel couldn't help the smile forming in his face. My plan is going perfectly well.
Little did he know that his son was also thinking the same exact thing.