of spirits and ghosts, Part 1 /? (X-over Buffy / Angel / DEAD ZONE) Fandom: X-over BtVS / Angel / DEAD ZONE
Pairing: none of that part (later Spike / Xander)
Rating: PG (for this part)
Beta: Mella68 * cuddle *
Content: It's Halloween and the Abyss, as always, this means nothing good.
Note: I could commit myself to any particular season for this story I see the whole more than one AU. Spike is still the chip back in my head and not his soul, but is accepted as full member of the group and is with Xander. Anya has left Sunnydale after the breakdown of the marriage. was
arrival in Sunnydale
Thick fog over: *****
of spirits and ghosts *****
Part 1 street. You could barely see his hand before his eyes and gave the car for a few minutes very suspicious noises that are not sounded good. As welled after another popping ominous clouds of smoke under the hood, Bruce Lewis sat sighing the right turn signal, drove off the road and turned the engine.
"Hey, Johnny! Wake up! "He rudely shook his friend, who lay beside him in blissful slumber.
"What? .... What? ... Bruce? ... Are We There Yet? ... "Smith yawned and stretched.
"That would be nice ..." snorted Bruce. "The car is down the drain and out there is a laundry room, as you can see absolutely nothing!"
"This is exactly the right weather for Halloween ..." Johnny yawned again heartily. "So now what? Where are we anyway? "
" I've really no idea. Give it the card here ... "he growled at his friend angry.
"Hey, give not blame me if your car decides to give up the ghost!" Countered the blond and handed him the crumpled map.
"And whose idea was this stupid trip here? My not! But always it's all under your head, Johnny Smith! Had the great clairvoyant and perhaps even to have a vision in which a warning for an engine failure occurring in there? "Lewis snapped at him.
But that met Bruce a very raw nerve with his friend, who now stubbornly folded his arms over his chest and pouting from the side window staring. - No, that was really not been fair! Johnny had always been some time massive problems to be able to interpret his visions right. And Bruce knew only too well.
Lewis put his hands on the steering wheel and leaned his head back against the post. Why he found it only recently so damn difficult to control yourself? He wanted Johnny hurt not. But what he did again and again. * It hurts those you love .* - love? No. They were friends, nothing more, nothing less. And friends are damn times now concerned that the other constantly risking his neck out for strangers!
"Listen, Johnny ... I'm sorry ... It is only ... "Bruce tried to apologize. But Johnny choked him off before he could give an explanation.
"Forget it, okay?" Smith sighed and rubbed quickly over the tired eyes. "We're both pretty down with the nerves. I want to fight now. "
Lewis nodded in silence and devoted himself again to map. The last plate on which they had passed, had shown that the road led to a place called Sunnydale. So if they gave the card thinking it was not far off. Not more than a few miles yet.
"How's your leg, Johnny? Do you think you'll make the Route? "Bruce asked cautiously.
"Think so. Is after all not a marathon, we want to run here, right? "Said the clairvoyant and tried a little smile.
"No, absolutely not. But maybe I can sign up at some point for something. "Grinned Bruce.
"Wage it's not!" Laughed Johnny. And the atmosphere was a bit better between the two.
you got out of the car, took her bags and backpacks from the back seat and made his way.
******************** Giles was happy soon to be back in Sunnydale. Just a few miles and he would finally see the lights of the city and leave this damned fog behind. Fortunately he can still remember an old spell for his glasses, he had facilitated the visibility considerably. Still, he drove slowly and carefully. How fast could a deer or some other animal lost on the road.
"But if I know my luck, it would probably rather any demon ..." Giles chuckled softly to himself.
The few days had a holiday from hell throat he really done very well, even if the visit is not just for fishing without a few incidents had expired. But it was worth it. At least he now had to identify with certainty the demon that has been now almost a month, the population of Sunnydale as his food and looked at seemingly random people withdrew all life before he left the bodies lying around.
Buffy had taken up one evening a boy named Elliott totally befuddled and dazed into the Magic Box. There he said that he was helpless to watch as the monster killed his sister Alicia, who had been protectively between him and the demon. The two had taken the shortcut through the cemetery because they were very late, and their Parents were waiting on them. After the murder had taken the form of the beast and the girl had run away. He had discovered to be hiding in fear in the entrance of a tomb, where he had finally found Buffy. Spike had the look of the monster can be described exactly and had drawn a sketch of Giles by e-mail sent to Angel Investigations.
"After Elliott's testimony and the manner in which the girl was killed, I can narrow in question being, until you arrive here, Rupert." Wesley had assured his former colleagues on the phone. Wesley had been in a very short time a fairly good reputation as a demon-hunter Angels at SITE. Nothing about him reminded her of the clumsy and uncertain guardians of the past.
But while in LA in the old Hotel * * Hyperion books rolled by Fred scouring the Internet and were questioned by Gunn and Angel informants on the street, there was in Sunnydale new unexplained deaths where the bodies as well as in the case were found mummified by Alicia. There was no evidence of the offender, and so did Buffy and the gang no choice but to continue to pursue their research and wait for a message from Giles.
Halloween drew closer and finally got the Giles-saving information from the coven, the once and Jenny had heard. An old legend, acted on it at the beast a soul-eater, who assumed all the characteristics and memories of his victim in on-and also its shape to remain undetected until he killed his next victim. And right there was the weak point of the demon. In order to commit murder he had to return to its original form, in which he was vulnerable. The light of a particular crystal evoke, through an ancient spell of a powerful witch or a magician said, should be the weapon. But this stone was hidden in another dimension. Angel and Wesley went on a search. For this adventure, the two had three endless weeks taken while in the real world had passed between their departure and return only a few hours.
And now Rupert Giles was again on the way home. The crystal was safe and housed in a small padded wooden box and put together with the embedded in dark leather book for ritual spells in the briefcase, standing behind the driver's seat of the convertible.
"This will now be a very long night ..." yawned the guard.
The fog was a little easier and he could make up some distance, the shadowy outline of a car on the roadside. This meant definitely no good. Who here at night in this area had a flat tire, which was lucky when he reached the city alive. I hope it was not too late for the month or the owners of the vehicle. With a sluggish feeling in the stomach Giles drove a little faster now.
******************** It was unusually cold for this time of year. Johnny was glad he had his gloves on to him by Bruce then given to his dismissal from the hospital. They had it many times protected from the cold, but especially from unwanted visions, when someone handed him a welcome hand. But not always, it could be avoided.
hurt the leg. Johnny gritted teeth, leaning more on his stick. As Bruce walked before him, could see the physical therapist is not how much Smith had to pull themselves together so as not to groan aloud. Again drove a car past them without stopping.
"Man, are the people here something of helpful!" Lewis said ironically, rubbing his clammy hands. "The What number was now?"
"Fifth." Answered the clairvoyant and listened into the night. "And here we are determined not want to take.", He added, when he heard the coming of another vehicle.
But this time Johnny was wrong. A dark red convertible with white top snow overtook them slowed and came a few feet in front of them at the roadside stop. The two men could hardly believe their luck and went to the car. A slightly older man with glasses, wearing jeans and a turtleneck sweater they opened the passenger door.
"Shall I take you to the city?" Asked the stranger with a friendly smile.
"If there 's no trouble?" Said Johnny also smiling.
"Well, sometimes throw your luggage in the trunk!" Giles opened with a push of a button the rear of the Car.
Lewis and Smith took off their backpacks and placed them with the other bags in the trunk. This Johnny accidentally touched the leather jacket, which was above the baggage of their friendly driver. Terrible images of monsters and beasts collapsed on the clairvoyant before Bruce realized what was going on and was able to pull his friend's hand from the jacket. But of all this got nothing to do with Giles, as he blocked a view of the two open through the rear door was.
"Wow. Oh my God. "Gasped for breath, and Johnny was as pale as a ghost.
"That bad?" Asked Bruce worried.
"Let me not only back on the Evening before Halloween, even late at night, watch a horror movie. "Smith tried to reassure his friend.
"Are you sure you're okay?"
"Yes. Make it. This is definitely a mix of memory and was half asleep. So no vision. I'm just tired, okay? "Johnny smiled slightly cramped.
Bruce shook her head and closed the trunk lid. He gave Johnny the passenger seat, so that he could stretch his legs a bit, and climbed back into the backseat.
"They are not from this area?" From the driver's mouth it sounded more like a statement as a question.
"No, sir. We have come from a small town in Maine. "confirmed Smith the man
" Our car, unfortunately, decided to breathe out just before the town of his life. "Lewis adds, with a deep sigh and rubbed his tired eyes.
"This is bad. The workshop is closed because the owner is on vacation. - I am the way, Rupert Giles, "stood before the old man..
"Pleasant. My name is Johnny Smith and this is my friend Bruce Lewis. "Said Johnny in front of them both.
"Very pleased, gentlemen." Nodded Giles. "If you do not all have to hurry, I could get in town maybe a hotel for the night and ask a few friends if they would take care of your car.", He suggested the two strangers. He knew not why, but he trusted them almost immediately.
"We want to make you any circumstances, sir ..." replied Bruce.
"Oh, that's no problem, Mr. Lewis. I have done but still something. And we must make a detour. Hopefully it will not take long. "Said the guard, as they passed the sign.
******************** ran the rest of the ride in silence. It was not long before Giles stopped the car in a somewhat dimly lit parking lot in an old industrial area.
"last stop, gentlemen! All off! ", Announced Rupert, opened the driver's door and reached back to get the briefcase.
also Smith and Lewis got out. They looked around curiously. Where they had brought this man? Loud music was heard, and was the entrance of an old warehouse in size to read the word written in neon text
* BRONZE * .
"A nightclub?" Asked the clairvoyant with raised Eyebrows.
"Man, Johnny. So what is called today * * Club, not disco ... "Bruce laughed.
"You say it, Bruce!" Giles agreed with him behind them.
completely surprised by this confidential speech, the two men turned to him and looked at him with wide eyes. Rupert was standing at the rear of the car at the open trunk. He had no more sweaters, but wore only a white undershirt and worn over the black leather jacket. Also, they noticed only now the heavy black biker boots. Giles still took off his glasses, put them into the inner pocket of his jacket and smoothed again by its short gray hair. Then he closed the trunk lid and fished in his pocket for his cigarettes.
Johnny, it was quite faint in the stomach. This was the man he had seen earlier in his mind's eye, as all those terrible images had fallen in the battle against a hideous monster to him. Although the fighter was a lot younger, but it was definitely Giles.
"Hey, what's up, people? Never seen anyone in such a gap? - Today I may even run around Sun Well, come on. "Rupert laughed and took a train from the strong cigarette.
"Oh, man The old boy takes Halloween seriously, but really, what?" Grinned Bruce Giles and followed to the entrance.
"I think all this is not '! What the hell is this just wrong? "Johnny muttered, shaking his head and limped along behind the two.
******************** stood before the entrance a lot of people in crazy costumes. And the bouncer looked very used to. He was a little over two meters tall, had broad shoulders and was otherwise a real muscle package. And would not do it alone already beaten his opponents to flight, it would still be glowing fiery eyes, dark shiny Skin and two huge horns have been growing out his bull skull. With such a guy would want to create something no one intended. Against this giant from hell * * * the other green demon * worked with the little red horns, with which he talked straight, already almost like a lovable dwarf.
"Hi, Lorne!" Giles shouted and waved to the little ones.
"Well, who look for as my eyes? Ripper! How are you? Trip home went well? "Welcomed him to the countryside. "Let's look at you. Fancy clothes. Where did you get your tweed suit behind? "Joked Lorne.
„In der Reinigung. Aber ich glaub nicht, dass die so schnell die Flecken und den Schwefelgeruch rausbekommen werden.“, konterte Ripper grinsend.
„Ja, das Problem kenn ich auch. Naja, Themenwechsel. - Darf ich fragen, ob in dem Köfferchen das ist, was ich vermute?“, wollte Lorne wissen.
„Ja. Ist die Gang schon da?“
Der Grüne nickte und sein Gesichtsausdruck wurde plötzlich ziemlich ernst.
„Gehören die zwei Clowns hier etwa zu dir, Rip?“, schnaubte der rote Riese und deutete auf Bruce und Johnny. - War das etwa Rauch, der da aus den Nasenlöchern des Türstehers stieg?
„Hör finally put on to insult the guests, Marty! "Lorne blamed the bouncer with a slap on the rump and then turned to the two men. "I have to excuse me for this rudeness here. * * Welcome to the Bronze, gentlemen, "smiled the green at both pointed and with a bow on the door.
"Oh yes, I've picked up the two on the highway. Your car is a few miles of the city lie still. This is Johnny Smith and Bruce Lewis. "Ripper presented before the two men." Guys, this is Lorna, who hosted today's event. "
" Johnny Smith, the clairvoyant, "asked The Green careful, slightly moved his eyebrows up and avoided to reach the two strangers hand. Giles now saw between Johnny and Lorne back and forth.
"Yes ..." said the blond man slowly with discomfort. "But I did not know what that has to do with our car accident?"
"Oh, believe me, Mr. Smith. Everything has its meaning. And especially on a night like this, when the line between the worlds of the living and the dead. "Oracle of the demon with a mysterious voice that Johnny and Bruce was chasing a cold chill down my spine.
"Okay, that's it, Lorne? Can we in now? "Giles sighed and pointed to the entrance.
"Sure. If you follow me would you? "The voice of the Green was back completely normal, just as if nothing had. "I have to announce before the stage and the next number."
silence followed by the three men to the host in the club.
******************** (tbc)
