See first chapter for disclaimers.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Thanks to Storyseeker for beta-reading this. As usual, if you have any comments or preferences, please don't be shy. RandR.
PREVIOUSLY: Monster Vs. Aliens
AGAIN?!
"So close," Faith almost moaned.
"Yeah. There's a Watcher's Council, Buffy, Willow…"
"And Faith and Xander, too," she finished when he didn't. "This sucks. And it's damn weird meeting yourself."
"On the bright side," Xander offered, "we did stop that Coverton thing from blowing up the base."
"Pretty sure that wasn't an accident, like he claimed."
"And the General knows that," Xander said, as he stepped through the portal.
Both tensed and readied themselves for whatever they might find, putting their conversation on hold. They found themselves in a large bare room, standing on a metal ramp leading down to the bare concrete floor. A quick survey of the room showed them one heavy metal door on their level and a staircase leading up to what looked to be some kind of control room that looked down on them. There was a very surprised looking man with glasses staring down from the window. An alarm began to sound and very quickly the room filled with armed soldiers. Both demon hunters raised their hands while taking a quick look over their shoulders. The portal had vanished, revealing a large metal ring covered in weird symbol behind them.
They glanced back at the window as a voice came over the PA, demanding they surrender. The man with the glasses had been joined by a bald general with a Texas accent.
"Didn't we just leave this party?" Faith asked, sounding exasperated.
"We are definitely in a rut," Xander agreed.