[Two Leaders]: BtVS/Hobbit- Buffy/Thorin
Fandoms: Buffy: the Vampire Slayer, The Hobbit
Pairing: Buffy/Thorin
Genre: Romance/Friendship
Note: This is AU, since I've heard Thorin, Fili, and Kili die in the next movie (knowing my luck, that's true) and in this story all three of them live and Thorin becomes King Under the Mountain.
'Two Leaders':
Buffy stared at the crater where Sunnydale had been, finding it hard to believe it was finally over. No more First, no more Hellmouth, and no more being one of the two Slayers in the whole world. The thought was liberating, if not sad when she remembered everyone lost to make this a reality.
"Well, you did it, kiddo." A New York accent said behind her- one she knew well and hoped to never hear again.
"What do you want, Whistler?" She asked, turning around to face the Balance demon. The other survivors were in the bus they had escaped in, meaning she was alone with Whistler. Him showing up was never a good thing- usually he appeared when the Powers needed balance to be restored.
"The Powers sent me to congratulate you on defeating the First. They also told me to tell you that because there are so many Slayers, they have another mission for you- one in a different reality." He explained.
The blonde Slayer held back a sigh. I should've known the Powers would get involved. "What is it? And haven't I already done enough, sacrificed enough?"
"That's why they're giving this one to you- it's fairly easy after saving the world so many times." The Balance demon explained. "You're to join a group in Middle-Earth- that's the dimension you're going to be sent to- and help them reclaim their kingdom and keep their leader from succumbing to a sickness that has plagued his ancestors for generations, known as gold-sickness."
"That's it?" She asked, hardly believing it could sound so easy. "I just help this group and their leader?"
Whistler nodded. "So do you accept."
Buffy nodded. "But first, can I-" She began, but was cut off by Whistler snapping his fingers. She suddenly felt herself being sucked into a swirling vortex of energy- a portal. "-say goodbye." She finished to herself before feeling herself hit something hard that knocked her unconscious.
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"She's waking up!" A voice announced, muffled as Buffy fought her way back to consciousness.
Her eyes flew open to see a group of people standing over her- most she realized, were her own height. Only one- a man with curly blonde-gold hair was shorter- and only one was taller- an elderly man with gray hair, a matching beard, gray cloak, and wooden staff. Is this the group the Powers were talking about? She wondered.
"Where am I?" She asked groggily, sitting up and rubbing her head, which was throbbing like an entire drumline was hitting their drums as hard as they could inside it.
"Middle-Earth." The tall elderly man said.
The place Whistler told me I'd end up. So this must be the group. "Who are you?" She continued.
The group took turns introducing themselves. When Gandalf explained what they were doing, Buffy knew without a doubt that this was the group the Powers wanted her to join. And that means this Thorin Oakenshield is the one they want me to help.
"And you are?" Gandalf asked after everyone had introduced themselves.
"Buffy. Summers." She said.
"Miss Summers… can you fight?" Gandalf asked. She nodded. Kind of necessary when you're the Slayer. She added mentally.
The leader- Thorin- sent Gandalf a look that clearly said 'you can not be serious'.
"What?" Buffy asked.
"Would you like to join us on our quest to reclaim the dwarf kingdom Erebor? We can use all the help we can get." Gandalf continued, ignoring Thorin's look.
"Yes." I hope the Powers know what they're doing.
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Months- close to a year- had passed since Buffy met the Company, and since then they had defeated the dragon Smaug and reclaimed Erebor. During the final battle, it had seemed that they all wouldn't make it, but by some miracle they had.
At first, her and Thorin had fought constantly, but eventually she came to the realization they were alike. Both of them were leaders; him a king leading a group of loyal followers to reclaim their kingdom and her a general of a band of young girls and friends taking on the evil of all evil. And both had lost people- he had lost his grandfather and father, and she had lost her mother and left everyone else she cared about behind in another dimension.
Upon coming to this realization, the two had come to a rocky truce, which later had turned into a friendship- and if she was being honest- more. Of course, him kissing her one time after both had realized they were still alive after the final battle couldn't really be considered much.
She stared into the chasm below one of the walkways in Erebor, mulling over what she felt for the dwarf king. Somewhere along the way, she knew romantic feelings had developed- not just for her, but for him as well, judging by some of his actions towards her.
Her ears picked up faint footsteps and she turned to see it was none other than Thorin.
"You're brooding." He stated, sitting next to her.
"Happens." She replied.
"We need to talk." Thorin continued. Buffy raised an eyebrow at that, though she already had a feeling what it was they were about to talk about. "About the kiss." He elaborated.
"What's there to talk about? We were just so happy to see each other alive that we, you know, kissed." She said, like it was no big deal- when to her it was.
"That's not all it was." He replied. "It was real." He added much softer, so soft she barely heard it.
Against her will, her heart picked up at his words. The words seemed more real than any other time she'd heard them coming from him.
Her heart took control as she gathered the courage to kiss him- and kiss him she did.
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Yeah… this is real shitty. I don't even know why I'm posting it; probably because I promised to get this up as a Christmas present. I have another Buffy/Thorin oneshot that's going to be much much MUCH better that I'll try to get up tomorrow- maybe even take this one down and just leave that one as the Christmas present. Merry Christmas, anyway!
