Potential in Smallville
Disclaimer: Buffy the Vampire Slayer belongs to Joss Whedon, while Smallville belongs to Alfred Gough and Miles Millar, and whoever I forgot to mention. I do not own these characters.
Timeline: Post "Chosen" but takes place during the end of Chloe's junior year. The season finale did not happen, although Pete did leave. No one will be brought back from the dead.
Full Summary: BtVS/Smallville crossover. When Willow activated the potentials around the world, Chloe Sullivan started to experience certain changes within herself. "Why do these dreams seem so real?" "How was I able to heal myself so quickly?" "Where did all this strength come from?" She keeps her new changes to herself, until the scoobies come to town offering her guidance. She is taken to the new and improved Watcher's Council where she trains for the entire summer. When she finally goes back to Smallville for the start of her senior year, she will see that a lot of things have happened that will need to go on her, now deserted, "Wall of Weird."
Pairings: There will be no pairings in this story, only mentions of past couples. (Ex: Angel/Buffy or Buffy/Spike or something along those lines)
This fic is based off the challenged proposed from by JadeHunter.
Reviewers:
Buffy-CrazyaboutAngel: This is the chapter where you get to see Chloe somehow doing something unnatural… maybe. Clark seeing her doing something would want to make me have Clark telling her his secret. I don't know if I want to go there quite yet. But I can promise you, Clark will find out, somehow or another.
Korasei: I thank you for giving my story a chance, even though my timeline was a little too long. I have fixed the timeline, I hope you like it! I will hopefully have a Beta for this story and no, I only have the seasons of Buffy and Angel, not Smallville. I should get them, since I love the show, but even if I could, season four won't be out yet, so I would have to find the summaries for that season. I will make an announcement about Kennedy since I took her from being dead in the timeline. I noticed in some stories where they did get rid of Kennedy in a good way. Your comment about not limiting my story to just Smallville got me thinking about Harry Potter. That would be interesting… For Ginny to be a slayer and Hermione being a watcher-in-training or something like that.
Mae: I give you more.
I would also like to thank WelshChicky and Theory for their reviews and to MercuryGoddess, who will hopefully be my Beta!
A/N- I know I said that Kennedy is not in this story, but that was before I reedited my timeline and everything. She is in this story, but with a minor part, but she isn't dead!
I am here to bring you chapter two and I hope you all enjoy it and review it. This should be the chapter of discovery for Chloe, our investigative reporter vampire slayer! I'm not making any promises!
"Blah" means speech
'Halb' means thoughts
Chapter Two: Breakthrough
London Cemetery
"The first thing you all need to realize is that to them, you are nothing but a quick meal. They will do whatever they can to kill you," Buffy said to the group of girls, slayers, standing in front of her. "Like a friend once told me, we are Happy Meals with legs."
The speech Buffy was giving was to a group of slayers who were on their first patrol. They were not there to fight in any way, only to observe Buffy and gain information for the time when they would be fighting.
It had been almost a month ago when Buffy and her friends, the Scooby gang, were sitting the Hyperion hotel with the Angel Investigations gang thinking of plans for the future. With the slayers awakening all over the world, a place was needed to hold them all, including watchers. With the combined efforts of the Scoobies and the AI gang, the reconstruction of the Watcher's Council was the first plan. Work was immediately set out on the rebuilding. Xander, with his experiences with construction, took charge in this area and had made sure that everything was perfect.
Willow became the boss of the slayers out in the world and was having the more the experienced slayers who fought against the First track them down. Slayers were being brought back at an incredible pace. Giles was finding the watcher's who were not in the explosion of the Council and was finding possible people to recruit for the position. Dawn was helping Giles and being an apprentice of sorts. She took in interest in the responsibilities of being a watcher and hoped to have a charge of her own one day.
Faith was in Cleveland, against her will, with a handful of experienced slayers, looking over the Hellmouth that was located there. This Hellmouth wasn't as bad as the one in Sunnydale, but more and more supernatural things were happening in the town and someone needed to protect it. The Scoobies were on call if anything big were to go down. All in all, the Scoobies had everything under control.
"Never try to take on a vampire when your instincts are telling you not to. You don't need prove anything to anyone. The main goal is staying alive. Any questions so far?" Buffy asked to the frightened girls.
A girl, no older than 15, raised her hand, timidly, as if she were afraid her question would make Buffy angry. "Yes, Charlotte, isn't it?"
"Uh, yes, are we expected to fight a vampire tonight, because I don't think I'm ready for this?" Charlotte asked worried. She had only arrived at the council last week, and she was still having a hard time dealing with the fact that she was one of the girls in the world given the power to rid it of demons.
"You don't have to worry about doing that for a while," Buffy reassured the girl. "When you have been trained for a couple of months and you feel you are ready, then you can patrol with me and take out your first vamp."
Charlotte had visibly relaxed at the words.
"Besides," Buffy said as she looked around the cemetery they were currently in, "my spider senses are going off at the moment, so I don't think anything will be happening tonight." The group of girls followed Buffy out of the cemetery and began to make the trip back to headquarters.
Watcher's Council Main Branch- London
After entering the doors to the Watcher's Council, Buffy and the group of girls split. Buffy went to the secretary, Joanna, who had a message for Buffy regarding Faith in Cleveland. The girls all headed to different floors of the six story building. Some went to the slayer's floor to get ready for bed, while a few who had watchers went to them and the rest went to find other slayers to talk about their first patrol.
After Buffy had taken the message from Joanna, she made her way to the planning room, where she knew the Scoobies would be. As she walked in she saw Dawn bothering Giles to help her translate a part of some book Buffy had never seen before. Xander was looking over some of the final plans for the building and Andrew was… Well Buffy never really knew what Andrew did in his spare time, but as long as he wasn't video taping her, then she didn't care. She noticed Willow was not there and questioned that first.
"Anyone seen Wills?" Andrew, unfortunately for Buffy, was the one who responded.
"She's off being the human cerebro," he said. Buffy just looked confused as she had no clue what a cerebrus or whatever was.
Being friends with Buffy after all these years, Xander was able to translate without even looking up from his plans. "He means that she's working the mojo and is looking for slayers in North America, again."
"Well, why didn't you just say that Andrew, no one here understands what you ever say… Well, except Xand here," Buffy said.
"I will pay you to forget that I ever knew what he was talking about," Xander pleaded.
"You owe me too much money for everything else you want me to forget, Xand. It's too late, I locked away conversation and I will be using it in the future as blackmail material," Buffy said sweetly. She narrowly missed the book flying towards her head. "And that's my cue to leave and call Faith."
As Buffy was walking towards the Scoobies floor, she began dialing Faith's number. Waiting for Faith to pick up, Buffy walked into the kitchen to grab a fruit drink. "Talk to me," Faith's voice said on the other end.
"I think it's you that needs to talk; you called for me first, remember," Buffy teased.
"I was just being nice, B, jeez, you cut me deep," Faith retorted. "Anyway, I had called earlier to tell you that we have a new player in Cleveland."
"How good of a player is he?" Buffy asked.
"Good enough to want to open the Hellmouth," Faith said angrily. "I was the one that said I didn't want to be here, but here I am; getting screwed."
"This is the first time I ever heard you getting upset about getting screwed," Buffy said.
"I surprised myself too," Faith said dryly. "I'm trying to train the girls and do the patrols, but it's a little much. I don't know how you manage."
"Well, at least you have Kennedy to help you."
"I'm not sure if that was a good thing to do. She's treating them like dogs."
"This isn't different than how she was treating them in Sunnydale."
"Too true," Faith laughed, remembering the training sessions that featured Kennedy barking orders to the potentials. "Look, B, I've got to go. I'm gonna go scout around the town while the sun is still up."
"Faith, one more thing," Buffy started, making sure Faith heard her, "try to avoid falling into a coma again." The rogue slayer hung up the phone, leaving Buffy laughing as she made her way to Willow's room.
"Come in," Willow said as she stopped her search for slayers. "Oh, hey Buffy how was patrol? Finding any newbie's trying to make a name for themselves?"
"There was a whole lot of nothing going on; not a single vampire was out. How about you… are you having any luck finding slayers?"
"Actually, yes. I'm writing down the cities where I can feel the power emanating from. It's going to take a while, though. There were a lot in California, but not so many in the neighboring states. I'm slowly making my way toward the middle of the country."
"Feel free to take your time. I like my moments of peace that I have around here. More slayers equal more noise and cramped spaces. I sure am glad that Xander put multiples bathrooms in this place."
The witch giggled at the memory of sharing one bathroom at the Summers' household with all the potentials.
"Well, I'm gonna go to bed and rest up for tomorrow. I'm evaluating some slayers tomorrow and then I have to help Giles with the watchers. Apparently, we might have a lot of potential watchers working with us after we meet with some guy about something or… something. I'm not really sure; my mind wanders when it comes to watchers."
"Get some rest, then," Willow said, "I think I'm going to hit the hay, also. This slayer searching took a lot out of me. G'night, Buffy."
"Night, Wills."
Smallville, Kansas
Life for Chloe Sullivan hadn't gotten easier. Ever since that day, almost a month ago, she hadn't gotten enough sleep. Every time she shut her eyes, she would see horrible things. Different girls fighting these creatures that weren't recognizable. Some of them she did recognize. They looked like vampires that she would see from a scary movie or something. Sometimes, though, she would see herself in the dreams. She would be fighting alongside other girls her age. She would wake up covered in sweat and with a loss of breath.
The weirdness didn't stop with just the nightmares. In the beginning, she had noticed different things about herself everyday. On the first day, she could remember running to the Torch without having to stop to take a breath. The next morning, when her alarm had gone off, she didn't want to wake up. She had already been woken up earlier from a nightmare. Her hand shot out to shut the alarm off, but she somehow broke the clock. She shot out of bed, looking from her hands to the broken clock. The same strength she showed with the clock followed her to school, as she pulled open the door to the school. With a quick cover up, she was able to show the people around her the "shoddy craftsmanship" of the door's hinges. The students believed her and one of them said that Chloe should put that in an issue in the school newspaper.
She didn't know what was happening to her. She was still trying to find something on the internet, but that was failing her. She spent the whole day trying to think if she spent any time near some meteor rocks in the past week, but she came with nothing. Their was no other way for her to explain it though. For the entire week, she was discovering different abilities. Her sight had improved, her hearing was beyond normal, and all her senses overall had improved. One thing that had especially shocked her, was when she used a knife to cut her bagel in half, she really wanted to use it for other things. She could remember looking at her hand in shock as she twirled the knife in her hand.
Even though those events had happened so long ago, she still amazed herself with what she could do. Somehow, she knew moves of self defense that went beyond the basics. These skills had helped her stop some of the people who had come in contact with the meteor rocks. What amazed her even more was her ability to hide her secret from her friends, especially Clark since he helped her with most of the meteor rock people.
So here she was today, the middle of June, getting used to some her powers, but still no closer to understanding what was happening to her. Not that she had time, anyway. Her father, Gabe Sullivan, had taken it upon himself to make father daughter trips to Metropolis every few weeks. This wasn't bad since she didn't have much to do in the summer. The only people left in Smallville were Clark and Lex Luthor.
She hadn't planned on going to sleep tonight, the fear of having another nightmare, so she went for coffee in the late night hours. She was walking by an alley, what she did everyday, to get back to her hotel when a sharp pain came over her. She doubled over, coffee flying out of her hand. She clenched her stomach and groaned loudly. She leaned up against a wall to steady herself.
"What's happening to me, now?" Chloe thought loudly. Her question was answered, though she wouldn't know it was. From inside the dark alley, she could hear growling. Along with the growling, someone was crying. Never one to back down from something, Chloe slowly began to creep into the alley. Though it was dark, she was able to see fine. "Great, something else I discover about myself, anything else?" Chloe asked.
"You don't have to cry, I don't plan on killing you. You are too cute, I'll just make you like me," the man said to the woman who was huddled in a corner. "My name is Cole, what's yours?" Cole said nicely.
The woman who hadn't stopped crying was able to mutter, "Cas-Cassie."
"Well, Cassie, you are in good hands, just tilt you neck to the side a little and it will be all over."
Chloe's mind was telling her to run, but her feet weren't just complying. She wanted to save this girl from whatever this guy was. He couldn't have been human. Humans don't kill people by biting their necks. Walking as silently as she could, Chloe picked up the heaviest object she could find. She was able to find a pipe that was just leaning up against a dumpster. She crept silently behind the guy with the pipe clutched in both her hands. Before she had a chance to do anything, the vampire turned around to face her with a smile on his face.
"You didn't really think I didn't hear you, did you? I was going to turn you too, but since you are ready to kill me, I will have to kill you. It seems fair, right?" Cole asked the smile still on his face. Chloe watched as his face began to change. Ridges were forming and his eyes turned yellow. The most noticeable change was his teeth. His canines grew longer and got sharper.
Chloe didn't know what to do. She had watched this thing change his face and was just standing there with a pipe in her hands. Something came over her as she swung at Cole's face like she was playing baseball. The pipe had connected with the creatures face as he was thrown further into the alley from the force of the blow. Chloe watched wide eyed as the man flew several feet. She knew she was stronger than she was before, but she never really tested her strength.
The creature landed in a pile of garbage and was still for a few seconds. He got up with a look of anger in his eyes. His anger was soon replaced with fear as he realized who the blonde girl was.
"Slayer," the vampire said in disdain. Knowing the he probably couldn't take her, he hopped the fence behind him and took off running without looking back. He was going to nearest demon bar to warn everyone to get out of town; the slayer had arrived in Metropolis.
"That was… weird," Chloe said to herself. Before she had a chance to say anything else, the girl, Cassie, threw her arms around Chloe in a crushing bear hug.
"Thank you so much. He just pulled me into the alley and started saying all these crazy things about turning me into a "creature of the night!"
"It's no problem, really. Just go home and stay in populated areas when you do," the words just rolled off Chloe's tongue as if she had done this kind of thing before.
Cassie immediately ran out of the alley, leaving Chloe to ponder about two things. 'Was this guy really a vampire, and why did he call me slayer?' With renewed vigor, Chloe made it back to her hotel room and went straight for the internet, with coffee being brewed for the all nighter she was about to pull.
The next morning, she was awoken by her father, who had left to go get breakfast for the both of them. When she had begun looking up information on vampires, she wasn't prepared for the amount of sites that would come up. Most of the sites were useless, providing no information on vampires at all. Other sites just had pictures of vampires, but they were nothing like she had seen, so those were obviously fake. There were a few sites that seem legit. They gave mention to the look of a vampire; they even had an accurate drawing.
When she attempted to look up slayer, none of the sites had anything to do with what she wanted. The websites were for the band, which was not helping. Something did catch her eye, though. On one of the sites that she visited, it led to information talking about dreams. As Chloe read over the information, she knew she found what she was looking for. The site only talked about dreams, but there was link that would let her send an e-mail to whoever these people were.
Dear whoever this is,
I came across your site and found it very helpful. The dreams that you have talked about are very similar to the ones that I have. I see all types of creatures fighting against one lone girl. Some nights, I see myself fighting side by side with other girls in weird places. They look like cemeteries, but I'm not sure. I'm not really sure about any of this. I'm not even sure if I believe all of this. I don't know if I should be telling you this, but something else happened to me. I went to help this woman who was being attacked. When I hit the guy, he was thrown several feet. He called me 'slayer' and ran away. When I began looking for information on this 'slayer' I found your site. I hope that you can really help. This has been going on for the past month now.
Chloe, Smallville Kansas
As soon as Chloe sent the e-mail, she regretted it. "It's probably some pervert preying on young girls." She closed her laptop and began banging her head on the table. "Stupid, stupid mistake. I'll just have to handle this myself."
Watcher's Council Main Branch- London
Willow and Dawn were in the planning looking over the countless e-mails that they receive from people who claim to be slayers. The site was created for girls who came across it. The site was a simple one; talking about the dreams that slayers have. The slayer would know what the Scoobies were talking about. That is one of the first things a slayer has happen to her. She sees slayers of the past. To other people who saw the site, they would ignore it, while some would send e-mails about dreams. They were usually jokes, but the rest were real.
"I told you we should have at least put someone's name on this site, Willow," Dawn said. "No one knows who we are. Look at this e-mail, 'Dear Whoever This is.' We should at least put your name on this since it's your creation."
"I don't really think it's going to matter whether or not my name is on the site, Dawnie, as long as the slayers know what we are talking about, then its fine. What does that e-mail say?"
Dawn skimmed the e-mail, just picking the words that stood out to her. Her eyes got bigger and bigger as she continued reading. "You might wanna pack your bags Willow, I think we found one," Dawn said amused.
"Is it really legit?"
"Well, she says that she has the dreams, but I think she's having prophetic ones, too. What's unbelievable is that she has already had her first encounter with a vampire. She showed some awesome strength that scared the vampire off. Her name is Chloe…" Dawn stopped talking.
Willow watched as Dawn became quiet. The name is what silenced her. There was a potential slayer in Sunnydale with the same name. She hadn't felt she could handle the powers of the slayer and the First took the opportunity to get to her. It forced her to hang herself in her room. Dawn and Buffy were the first to find the girl.
"She lives in a place called Smallville, Kansas," Dawn began reading again. "Should we get Buffy in on this?"
"No… She's too busy with Giles at the moment. I'll go."
"You know that means that Andrew will be tagging along with you, right?" Dawn smirked while she began going through more e-mails.
"It's the price I pay, but I do what I have to do," Willow laughed, "I'll go and find him and tell Buffy where we are headed."
The journey was going to be a long one. Any journey was long when Andrew was involved. He kept video taping his journeys of finding slayers all over the world. He hadn't been to Kansas yet, so he would have found a way to go, no matter what.
When Dawn had finished going through her e-mails, she began writing back to the actual slayers who had written to the Council. Chloe was soon to get her answer.
Smallville, Kansas- Sullivan Household
It had been two days since Chloe's e-mail. She was somewhat relieved that she hadn't gotten a reply. "Guess the guy wasn't a pervert after all," Chloe mused. When she opened her laptop, like any other day to check her mail, she noticed something in her inbox that didn't look familiar. Upon opening her mail, she froze. The simple words had rooted her to her bed.
Chloe, we know what's been happening to you. We are sending people to talk to you
-Dawn
End Breakthrough
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I decided to name my chapters like those of Smallville; one word titles!
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-Chloe meets Andrew
-Chloe gets her destiny explained
-Clark gets lonely