Emerald Possession

Disclaimer: Was looking up ancient sounding Demon names earlier due to a fic idea and saw this one and had another idea come to mind. So basically, this is a crossover/shared universe with Buffy/Angel.

Summary: Another Old One finds its way back to the World of Man.

Had he known what Agent Watson was really after him for while maintaining her cover of why she was supposedly after him, Oliver Queen would have gladly put an arrow in her damned heart and left her to rot. Or at least tipped off the right people so that THEY could deal with the bitch. He'd barely been in his prison cell for a week when he was told that he was being transferred elsewhere. And well… He couldn't say he liked where he was now. Then again, no one would really care to be strapped down to some odd looking sarcophogus that was surrounded by a bunch of nutjobs in robes. Some looking like they belonged in a horror film or something to that effect as well! "Its a great honor to be chosen for this, Oliver." Commented Agent Watson softly as the chanting continued around them.

"Yeah, I'm feeling real honored." Bit out the former Star City Mayor in anger and annoyance.

Watson gave no indication as to whether or not that annoyed her any. "Out of all the lives upon this planet, you, and you alone, are the most befitting for the honor that we've arranged to have you brought here for. Our Lord's return shall usher in a new era and it will be glorious."

Oliver growled at her as he struggled even harder to break free of his bindings to no avail. "LET. ME. GO!"

"Sorry, but I would be a fool to do that and deny our Lord his most befitting host."

Yeah, I really don't like how that's sounding… Especially given how it sounds a little like Possession.

The chanting around them grew louder as they continued to call forth the name of Laraje. "PRIESTESS WATSON, OPEN OUR LORD'S TOMB SO THAT HE MIGHT LIVE AGAIN!"

Nodding in happy obedience, Watson came behind Oliver as he continued to struggle and twisted something above his head. "YOU DON'T HAVE TO DO THIS!"

But no reply was given as she quickly stepped back as a green colored mist came from the opening she had caused. The mist hovered over the large group as it seemed to form into that of a figure. "GREAT MARQUIS LARAJE, WE OFFER THEE A BODY MOST WORTHY OF YOU. TAKE HIS BINDED BODY SO THAT YOU MAY LEAD US AGAIN!"

The green colored mist looked down upon Oliver and stared at him for a moment as he tried as hard as he could to break free. His eyes widening at the sight of the thing hovering above him. Eyes that only widened even more in absolute horror as it descended upon him and went inside his mouth. "NAURGH!"

His last few hours would be that of the worst pain imaginable as Laraje, an Old One from times long since past, over took his body and in so doing, burned away his soul. His followers never leaving as this happened and once the process was complete, Oliver Queen was no more as Laraje was now in full control. Even easily breaking free of his bindings as patches of his skin and even his hair looked rather green. His eyes also looking like green crystals as well as he stood up and took a deep breath. "AT LAST! I AM REBORN!"

Loud cheers were heard from his followers as they bowed to him. Causing him to smirk in approval. "I shall enjoy bringing this world to heel once the time comes."

"And we shall be by your side as it happens, Lord Laraje. As is meant to be. " Watson told him as she came and bowed before him.

"Indeed, though I do not believe you will be party to what I intend." He told her coldly, causing her to look up at him in shock.

"M-My Lord?"

The Old One narrowed his eyes at her. "I have this body's memories, little Human. And with your ability to effectively hide your true goals, I find myself concerned of what you may do next."

Watson barely had time to try and say or do anything when he reached out with inhuman speed and snapped her neck and let her body drop to the ground. The followers all stared in shock but did nothing. "Get rid of this body and that damned coffin." Laraje ordered in a no nonsense tone as he used his abilities to change his outfit into something more his liking and then thought of what he would do next.

Author's Notes: I could have probably left her alive but eh.