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BuffyAngelCharmed Crossover
Title: Hope beyond hope
Chapter 1
"Calling forth all magical beings and the powers that be, give me the strength to unite the Champion, the slayer and the Charmed Circle so that the world may be saved from the coming apocalypse," a lone individual pleaded. He closed his eyes and chanted some verses from a scroll he held. Almost immediately, a clap of thunder was heard and blue light emitted from the man. He went down on his knees and said, "Thank you for hearing my plea. It shall be decreed that the world's most powerful beings will meet in three days in the city of the Charmed." With that, he stood up and the blue light disappeared. He waved his hands over himself as if cloaking and said, "It is done. There is now a chance that the apocalypse will be waived." A hooded man came out from the shadows. He entered the man's invisible cloak and said, "They were never meant to meet but it had to be done. The apocalypse is too much for the Champion to handle alone. Humans now have a chance to survive." He removed the hood which obscured his face and said, "A fighting chance." He was an elder. He was Leo.
The Manor
"Paige!! Get your butt down here right now!" Piper screamed. Paige orbed into the kitchen and said, "What's all the shouting for?" "Would you just look at this mess?" Piper questioned. "Oh, I was meaning to clean that up but was caught up in something else," Paige said, looking at the phone guiltily. She talked into the receiver saying, "Richard, I'll call you back later. I need to clean something up." She hung up and said, "Piper, don't flare up. You know, I always clean my own mess... sooner or later." Piper looked apologetic and replied, "I'm sorry, honey. I guess it's the hormones." She looked down at her swollen tummy as if to punctuate her point. "Aww... I understand what you must be going through, Piper. Leo has a right to know about Chris, you know," Paige said. Piper sighed and pulled out a chair. "I know that, and I'm sure he will be thrilled to find out that he has another son but I can't do this to him. Leaving one child behind must have been heart wrenching, let alone another. He will find out when the time comes," Piper said dejectedly. "And when exactly will that be, Piper," Phoebe interjected from behind. "I can feel what you are going through and it's not healthy, especially for baby Chris. Your bottled emotions are going to give you a nervous breakdown one day," she added. Piper sighed for what must be the hundredth time that day and replied, "I'm more worried about Chris right now. You know, as to why he's avoiding me? It has been bothering me every night as to what kind of a mother I must have been to Chris for him to hate me so much." "Aww honey, he doesn't hate you. You are his mother," Paige sympathized. "Uh huh... and that's why he hasn't talked to me properly for the past few months," Piper pursued. "No, he doesn't hate you. I can feel the love he has for you, Piper. It must be something else. Maybe..." Phoebe was interrupted before she could go on by a crash in the attic. Paige orbed her sisters up and saw Chris cornered by two warlocks. "Nothing can save you now, traitor," one of them said. "Hmm.. ya think?" Chris replied and with a flick of his fingers, the two warlocks burned and turned to ashes. "What happened, Chris?" Phoebe asked, rushing to his side. "I figured that it must have been the warlocks who turned Wyatt so I was undercover these few months but they found out that I was not one of them," he replied. "And that thing you did with your fingers? I have never seen that before," Paige asked suspiciously. "Oh that... It's a modified version of mum's blowing up power. I just flick my finger and the demon burns..." Chris stopped in mid-sentence as he realized that he just called Piper, mum. "Uh... I gotta go," he said and orbed out. "Well, modified power or not, I now know one thing, Piper. He doesn't hate you. He couldn't if he called you mum," Paige consoled. Piper could only look on with hope.
Los Angeles
"It is my destiny, Dad. I know that now. These powers that I have must be there for a reason," a teenage boy said to his father. "I think, Connor, that you should do what you think is best," his father replied. Connor thanked his not-so-biological-adoptive father and hugged him. "Thanks Dad, you don't what this means to me," Connor thanked. 'And what it might really mean to my real Dad,' he thought to himself. "There's nothing I can give you that will be of any help to you but I will tell you this, if you ever feel like it's too much, you can always come home," his adoptive father said. Connor muttered a thank you and proceeded to pack his bags. When he reached his room, he picked up the phone and dialed some numbers. Within minutes, he said, "Hello, Angel please."
Sunnydale
"But Buffy, I don't see why we have to go to San Francisco!" Dawn argued. "Dawn, I don't want you to spend the rest of your teenage life in a hellmouth, fighting demons and vampires," Buffy explained. "I like it here. I like to fight demons and vampires," Dawn argued. "Allright, no more talk. We leave tomorrow and that's final. Willow, you coming?" Buffy asked. "Uh... well, since it is the school break, I wouldn't mind going for a little holiday," Willow replied, nervously looking at Dawn. "Willow! Some help here, please?" Dawn pleaded. "Ok then, it's settled. Pack your bags tonight. We leave tomorrow morning," Buffy ordered. "But what about Xander, Buff?" Willow asked. "He can't get away from work. He promised to visit us whenever he can," Buffy replied. Dawn rolled her eyes and stalked up the stairs to her room. "Do you think this is the right thing to do?" Willow asked, once Dawn's door was closed. "You know, I dreamt about Mom yesterday, of the happier times before I became the slayer. I just want our lives to become the way it used to be," Buffy said softly. Willow put one arm around her best friend and said, "Well, one thing's for sure. Wherever Buffy goes, I go. Maybe I'll transfer myself to San Francisco's college," Willow consoled. Buffy smiled and got lost in thought. She hoped for nothing more than a normal life for her sister.
L.A
Connor was seated in Angel's office. He had fixed an appointment under the name of Peter Ackles. Angel walked in the office, his eyes on an open file that he held in his hands and said, "Sorry for the delay Mr. Ackles. What can I do for... Connor?" Angel said, as he realized that he was looking at Connor. "Hey... I needed to talk to you," Connor said. "Uh... well... you could have just looked for me. I would have made time for you," Angel replied, concern creeping into his voice. "Nah... I didn't want to disturb you," Connor replied nonchalantly. Angel sat down and said, "Ok, what do you want to talk about?" Connor took some time to collect his thoughts and continued, "I know you are my Dad." With that, Angel raised one eyebrow. "I have all my memories of the past, of my time in Quor-toth and... of the time I met you," he said. Angel kept quiet as he allowed Connor to speak. "I want to help you fight the good fight. I want to become a Champion, like you, but I need you to help me to achieve that," Connor concluded. "Well, I don't have a problem with that, Connor, but you have to think about your family," Angel tried to change Connor's mind. "They know and support my decision and I hope the same from you... Dad," Connor persisted. After a long pause, Angel finally said, "We are headed to San Francisco. Our sources confirm that there has been an unusual build-up of demons there. We all need someone as strong as you are to help us." Connor smiled and walked out of the office. 'I hope he knows what he is doing...' Angel thought to himself. He was happy though, that he would be able to fight alongside his son. He could only feel hope within his heart, hope that his son would one day be able to fully accept him.