FIC: REPOST: Militat omnis amans (Every lover is a warrior) Part 3a/?

["Beckett, Kevin" <kevin.beckett@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>]

Militat omnis amans (Every lover is a warrior) Part 3a/?
K. Beckett (c) 2000 

Disclaimers:
Buffy, Willow and all of the other characters and places from the show
belong to Joss Whedon, WB and Mutant Enemy etal. Everyone and everything
else is mine. None of my characters are meant to resemble anyone living,
dead or un-dead, if you see yourself you are looking way too hard.

Rating: 
R 

Other: 
The Latin and Gaelic are mine; I take the responsibility for any
translations of them. In addition, the descriptions of the rituals, spells
and other craft work come from my traditions, so please don't take offence
if something described here does not match your traditions or what you think
it should.

Archiving etc.: 
Ask and I'll say yes.

Spoilers:
Everything up to the middle of season four - I diverge then.

As before, any and all meaningful criticism, support and suggestions are
welcome. 

Please be patient, it takes me awhile to get everything down, as I have very
little free time for writing.

More set-ups in this part, some action for the slayer, and more background
into magic, slayer abilities and why Buffy and Willow are meant for each
other.

mailto:kevin.beckett@xxxxxxxxxxxxx

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A priori

Willow and Buffy have transported to an alternative Earth. There they have
been petitioned to help the residents to combat an even greater demon
problem than plagues their own reality. They have learned some of the
reasons for the increase in demon problems and have been apprised of the
reasons for the differences between the two Earths. Just as they were
getting down to business and setting a schedule for increased magic training
for both Willow and Buffy, in addition to beginning a Martial arts training
program for Willow, six demons burst into the meeting room.

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Part III - Audaces Fortuna Iuvat (Fortune Helps the Bold)

I have touched that face a dozen times before. And I have let my pencil run.
Laid down washes on a foreign shore, under a hot and foreign sun.
My best sable brushes drift the soft inside of her arm.
Her chin I tilt, her breasts I lift. I mean no harm.
I close the door. She is no more until the next appointed hour.
Northeastern light, push back the night: painted promises in store.
The Little Flower Girl
Ian Anderson, The Secret Language of Birds
(c) 2000, Roadrunner/Papillon Records


So far, the day was going into the crapper, thought the one-meter high
green-scaled demon that had the rather un-descriptive name of Kratel.
First, there was the rushed forced march by the six of them through the
night to get to the city. Then trying to figure out how to get into the
damned castle without anyone noticing. They had then stumbled around
through the various buildings and rooms of the castle complex trying to find
a group of people that they could one, overpower and two, kidnap without too
much trouble. Finally stopping at one of an endless number of doors on what
he figured was the second or third floor of the complex, he had heard a
number of voices and thought, "this is it, it only sounds like three or four
people are in this room." Gesturing to his companions to take up positions
on either side of the door, Kratel kicked the door open and leapt into the
room screaming, "Ok - scum, now we are going to get some answers!"

However, instead of the three or four people he was expecting to see in the
room there was at least twenty, and they were in no way intimidated by his
entrance.

"Oh-Oh," he thought as battle was joined, "this might have been a mistake."

Buffy and Willow had been forewarned by Buffy's slayer senses that someone
or something bad was about to happen so when the six demons burst through
the door they were already moving into defensive postures. Buffy, being
without a weapon, had turned to the table and had grabbed a candlestick to
use in her defence while Willow had begun to think about any spells she
could use.

"Willow, get behind the table!" Buffy yelled as she turned towards the
leader of the demons that had burst into the meeting room. 

"No problem," replied the redhead as she leaped onto the table and then
jumped on the other side. "Hey, Amana, Grael and the rest of you, get back
here. We have to give Buffy room to work," she continued gesturing to the
other mages to join her on the far side of the table, away from the direct
action.

Buffy rapidly thought to herself, "six on one, with some magic help from
Will and the others - if they get their act together, not bad odds." She
launched into a flying leap, which resulted in shortening the distance
between her and the green demon that was in the lead.

"Prepare for pain, greeny," she yelled as she did a sweep kick on the demon
and sent him flying backwards into one of his mates who was dyed a
nauseating shade of purple.

"Oooof" went Kratel as he thought, "gods, this one is fast."

"Two out temporarily," thought the slayer as she twirled towards a third
demon, this a blue-green humanoid roughly two meters in height, and
proceeded to give him a quick series of left-handed punches to his chest
which left him gasping for air, she then knocked the demon tumbling to the
floor with a swift bash over his head, using the candlestick that she was
still holding in her right hand.

"Three down, three to go," Buffy thought to herself, time to get some help.
"Will, I need a distraction or two!" Buffy yelled out as she roundhouse
kicked a fourth, red skinned, demon back through the door, in the process
knocking down a charging Daithi, who had been coming to investigate the
cause of the turmoil. 

"What the heck?" Thought Daithi as he was knocked to the ground with a big,
red, unconscious, demon on top of him.

"Distraction coming up," thought Willow as she proceeded to levitate a chair
and send it towards a blue skinned demon that had until that point been
sneaking up behind Buffy.

"Buffy behind you," Willow yelled, as the chair broke apart over the demons
back.

Buffy turned around saying, "thanks love," and proceeded to grab one of the
distracted demon's arms and swung him around to pile into the remaining
yellow skinned demon, who was in the process of trying to get out of the
door, having quickly decided that things were not going their way.

"Driaghtit chent!" Exclaimed Amana as a bolt of light left her hands and
impacted on the green demon that had been the first target of Buffy's
attack. Kratel, who had been just getting up from the floor, was hit with
enough force from the spell to knock him clear across the room to impact
heavily against the wall.

"Ouch!" He yelled, thinking, "this is crazy, I'm in over my head, we have go
get out of here." He looked around the room and saw that there was a window
on the same wall as he had been thrown into. "That's it," he thought, "out
the window we go."

"Men - to me," Kratel yelled out, "we are over matched with magic, we have
to get out and back to our master." He continued as he made his way over to
the window.

"Not so fast blue boy," called out Buffy as she the grabbed a blue skinned
demon, which she had previous used as a battering toy, who was getting up
and trying to reach his leader and hurled him to the floor again.

"I think that we are going to want to ask you guys a few questions," she
continued, as she sat on the demon's back and carefully bashed the demon's
head into the stone floor a few times just to make sure that this time it
stayed down.

At this point the dyed purple demon, who had just gotten up from the floor,
kicked Buffy in the side, which had the two fold effect of one, knocking her
off the demon she was in the process of pummelling and two, making her very
annoyed. 

"That's it, you revolting excuse of a fashion statement," Buffy yelled
rolling on the floor and springing up onto her feet. "Now I'm really mad,
and you are going to pay."

She proceeded to attack the purple demon with a combination of kicks and
punches, and was quickly able to grab one of his arms and twist it behind
him.

"You going to act nicely now, scum-bag?" She asked with mock sweetness,
applying just enough force to make the demon feel genuine pain.

"Not on your life little girl," the demon replied grimacing in pain, "when I
get free, I'm going to tear your arms off and eat them," he added.

"Now that's not very nice," Buffy replied, "since I have you like this, but
just to make sure, if you get free that is, I'll take care of any impending
problems now." With that, Buffy proceeded to coolly fracture both of the
demon's arms before hurling him with enough force into the yellow demon to
propel both of them into the wall.

Kratel seeing that he was the only one of his group still standing thought,
"screw this, I'm for the window," and proceeded to make a break for the
window.

"Gleiy teaddey!" Yelled Grael, having seen the demon breaking for the
window, and from his hands sprung a long rope like object. Unfortunately,
the demon had also seen the spell and was able to duck the rope heading
towards him. Before anyone else was able to act, he leaped through the
window, breaking it in the process, and escaped to freedom. 

"Damn," he thought, "the boss is going to be really pissed about this." He
then proceeded to leave the castle neighbourhood and make his way out of the
city.

"Well," deadpanned an irritated slayer, "that was certainly a good way to
work off breakfast." 

The entire encounter had taken less than five minutes from the time the door
had been burst open to the time the green demon leapt out of the window. The
remaining demons in the study were quickly pined down and tied up. They
were to be held for questioning by Daithi and his guardsmen later in the
day.

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