Slayer Forever 11/?

["Steven Williams" <garrek42@xxxxxxxxx>]

Slayer Forever
By Steven Williams
Rating: PG-13 ( I used a bad word )
Disclaimer: I own nothing except for an exceptional amount of debt for a
man my age.
Note: This was written as a response to a challenge I saw here a couple of
day?s ago. I accidentally erased it so I?m not sure if this meets all the
requirements, if not Mea Culpa. Tell me what you think.
Note 2: I'm trying to decide weather to end it, or jump forward in time a
hundred years, or just keep going like I've been. Help me decide.
Dedication: To Carol, who makes me wish I had her imagination, cause I'd
never be bored.
Back Story : I?m gonna mess with cannon for both series here so pay
attention. Firstly Highlander: Season 6 didn?t happen, and Duncan never
killed Richie. 
BtVS: Buffy died at the hands of the master, and became immortal, but no one
thought anything of it cause Xander performed CPR. Then we follow canon
until Becoming part 2 where Willow was killed by Angelus minions when they
attacked the library. Buffy killed Angelus, and stopped Acathla, but never
left town, planning to attend Willow?s funeral before leaving. Because
Willow has now become immortal, Buffy never ends up leaving. The two notice
the Buzz, but not being able to find a source just learn to ignore it. Again
we follow canon until the point where the story starts which is about 2
months after The Body.


Angel watched as Willow and Gunn did some unarmed sparring, amazed at the
changes in the young redhead. She no longer seemed intimidated by fighting,
nor did she seem inept. She was holding her own against Gunn, staying loose,
watching for weaknesses, and when they presented themselves, she capitalized

Gunn was having a hard time with the slight girl, she moved like a cat,
quick and sure, and when she struck, she struck hard. Not that he wasn?t
doing the same, but she was shaking off some of his best moves, or evading
them in way?s he?d never thought possible. Gunn suddenly was very worried
that one day he might have to face this woman in a fight to the death. 
Willow saw his distraction, and took advantage, sweeping his legs out form
under him, and throwing a punch at his neck that would have collapsed his
airway, had she not pulled the punch.
?You?re dead.? She said her voice unemotional.
?Wow.? Cordelia said from her position beside Angel, with Faith wrapped
around her like a python. 
?Sweets is right, Wow.? Faith said. ?I can see you?ve been working with B.? 
?How?? The witch asked, curious what the slayer had seen.
?I?ll show you.? Faith said disentangling herself from her girlfriend, and
walking towards Willow. Suddenly she threw a punch, which Willow blocked.
Which was why the witch was surprised to find herself looking at the roof,
with her knee aching. Then she saw a grinning Faith holding out her hand.
After both girls were once again vertical Faith explained ?That block you
use, Buffy taught you, right.? The other girl nodded. ?Well it leaves you
open for a fast low kick. I could have broken your shin, if I?d wanted to.
Buffy uses her superhuman reflexes and the stupidity of vamps to avoid that,
but you should be careful emulating B. She?s a slayer, you?re not.?
?Ok, can you show me a better block?? Willow asked, shocking Faith withthe
trust in her voice. 
?Sure. We?ll do this slow first, ok? Now throw a punch at my head, slowly.?
Faith instructed Willow in a more efficient way to block a punch, and over
the next half an our the friendship between the two grew, each gaining a
new found respect for the other. 
*****
Buffy was not having quite as much fun as her lover was. She?d gone for a
morning jog, unarmed, and found herself challenged by some young punk, with
what she recognized as a claymore. Obviously he?d expected her to just give
up, because he was surprised when she attacked, at full slayer speed. She
punched the pour immortal 6 times in 3 seconds, then took his head, with his
own sword as he was laying unconscious. 
When the quickening ended she looked around trying to make sure that there
were no witnesses, then seeing no one, tried to decide what she was going to
do with the body.
Suddenly a van pulled up beside the battle scene and an older man, but very
fit looking, except for the weird way he was walking with a cane, got out.
?Ms. Summers!? he said jovially.
?Who are you?? She asked. ?This isn?t what it looks like.? Then aquestion
occurred to her ?How do you know my name?? 
?Be patient, we should clean this up, then I can tell you what I know about
you.? 
?I?m not doing anything with you, at least not until I know you?re name.?
Buffy said, her casual stance shifting into a combat stance slowly, and
almost imperceptibly.
?Sorry. My name is Joe Dawson, and I?m a watcher.? With those words Joe
opened the side door of the van and gestured for Buffy to hurry up. 
Buffy decided that being found on the side of the road with a headless
corpse was not a good idea, so he quickly gathered the body, and it?s
severed head and put them in the van. ?Ok, now you owe me an explanation.?
Buffy said, trying not to like the stranger. 
?It?ll be easier if we go to Amanda?s. She knows me.? Joe said as he
circled around the van.
?Fine, but if she doesn?t, I?ll be upset.? Buffy growled, before getting
into the van.
*****
?Good morni? Amanda?s greeting died on her lips as she caught sight of the
person following her student. ?Joe!? She exclaimed taking the older looking
man in her arms.
Richie having heard the exclamation practically ran from the kitchen to the
front door to see his old friend. ?Joe, what?s up?? he said as he shook the
old blues player?s hand.
?Just came to visit an old friend, and saw a quickening, so I pulled up to
help.? Joe explained.
?Quickening?? Richie asked, noticing that Buffy looked a little more
dishevelled then her morning run could explain. 
?Some guy came out of the woods and challenged me. I didn?t have a sword, so
I guess he thought it?d be easy. I knocked him out, then took his head.?
Buffy explained.
?Did he at least tell you his name?? Richie asked, well aware that not
knowing the name of an enemy could lead to trouble.
?Nope.? Buffy replied.
?Jesse Philips, born 1932, became immortal at the age of 23, likes to hunt
the young ones.? Joe supplied, then amended ?Liked.?
?Never heard of him.? Richie said. 
?Well, Duncan killed his teacher in the early sixties, and this kid went
nuts. Started hunting, looking for situations where he couldn?t lose. Today
he was wrong. No big loss.? Joe continued.
?At least if you?re not him.? Richie joked.
?I just killed a man, I don?t think jokes are really appropriate.? Buffy
replied, a bit testily.
?He was trying to kill you, what do you want me to feel bad that he lost.He
was a cheat. He bet his life and lost. Vaya Con Dios!? Richie replied,
trying to make sure his friend never felt guilt for being alive.
?He?s right.? Amanda said, as she stopped hugging Joe. ?Never feel remorse
for surviving.? 
?So who?s your friend?? Buffy asked to change the subject.
?This is Joe Dawson, and he?s a watcher.? Amanda introduced him.
?A watcher?? Buffy asked? ?Like Giles?? 
?Nope. These guys keep tabs on immortals. They watch, and record., and
theoretically never interfere.? Amanda summed up.
?Theoretically?? Buffy asked.
?Well they first came to my attention after they started killing some of us,
including a good friend of mine, a monk named Darius. He was over two
thousand years old, and they slaughtered him for no reason.? Amanda?s voice
filled with anger as she remembered the feeling of loss, of shock that
Darius wouldn?t ever be there to talk to her again.
?They hunted and killed immortals?? Buffy asked, incredulous.
?It was a rogue faction.? Joe stressed, ?And we got rid of them.?
?Mostly!? Amanda put in. ?They?re usually harmless, so we don?t hunt them
down, especially those of them that are our friends.?
?Yeah, all two of them. And one?s an immortal.? Richie snorted.
Joe shot him a withering look, which failed to accomplish it?s goal, as
Richie remained smooth of face.
?So why are you really here?? Amanda asked more directly this time.
?I?m sort of hoping that you know where I can find Mac, actually.? Joe
admitted.
?Uh, isn?t it your job to know where he is?? Amanda asked, sarcasm dripping
from her words into a pool on the floor.
?Adam came and saw him at the bar one night, they said they?d see me the
next day, then they disappeared.? Joe said annoyed that he?d lost his
assignment. 
?I haven?t seen or heard form him in almost a month.? Amanda said finally.
?Sorry.? 
?Yeah, Yeah.? Joe grumbled ?He?ll turn up. He always does.? 
*****
A dark alley in LA. 
Faith and Willow are patrolling, chatting idly. The subject is, as usual
with Faith, centred on sex.
?So how?d you end up with Buffy?? Faith asked.
?Well, it was after Tara died.? Willow began, then stopped short sensing the
approach of another immortal. ?Damn.? 
A tall man stepped out of the alley ahead of them, brandishing his sword.
?Oh, you?ll be fun for quite some time. I think I?ll keep you insteadof
taking your head.? His smirk left no question what he meant.
?You can try.? Willow replied calmly, already hating the guy. 
?What?s going on?? Faith asked.
?Well, he?s an immortal, and he wants to keep me as a pet instead of killing
me.? Willow said never taking her eyes from the stranger.
?Really?? Faith asked, her voice betraying absolutely no fear. ?So these are
the kind of jerks you have to kill?? She asked.
?Yep!? Willow replied, just before the enraged stranger charged her.
Willow fought carefully, never giving her opponent an opening. She slowly
dismantled his defence, then she hamstrung him, and took his head. The
quickening was more powerful then she expected, since the corpse hadn?t been
much of a fighter. 
Just as the quickening was ending, she felt the approach of another of her
kind. ?Shit.? She said trying to regain her feet. She looked up at Faith,
and the two men coming up behind her, then put her sword up.
?I don?t want to fight you.? She said.
?We don?t want to fight you either.? Said the lighter skinned of the two
?I?m Adam Pierson and my friend is Duncan McCleod.?
?We were looking for him.? Duncan said pointing at the corpse. 
?Sorry, too late.? Willow said.
?And you are?? Adam asked politely.
?Willow Rosenberg.? She answered him ?and this is my friend Faith.?
?Is your teacher Amanda?? Duncan asked, suddenly recalling the last time
he?d talked to his sometime lover.
?Yes. Wait you?re Duncan McCleod?? Willow asked, realising that she was
meeting one of the most powerful of her kind in the world.
?That?s me.?
?Wow. Amanda told me about you, you?re like one of the best swordsmen in the
world.? 
?Just good enough.? Duncan replied, amused at the complement.
?So far, anyway.? Adam put in.
*****
When Buffy got home from a boring patrol, the phone was ringing. ?Hello??
She answered.
?Hey Baby, what?re you wearing?? Came Willow?s voice over the phoneline.
?Pants, shirt, jacket, shoes, socks?? Buffy started listing off everything
she was wearing.
?You?re supposed to say ?Nothing? you know.? Willow cut her off laughing.
?Yeah, well if you want me naked come home and strip me.? Buffy challenged.
?I?ll be home soon, I just wanted to hear you voice.? Willow said.
?Yeah, I want to hear you voice screaming my name in passion.? Buffy said
huskily. ?By the way, the day you come back, Dawn is staying with Xander and
Anya, and we?re making love all day and night.? 
?It?ll be soon I promise. I love you.? Willow said.
?I love you too.? Buffy returned ?Goodnight.?
?Not without you to snuggle up to.? Willow pouted into the phone ?Night.?

TBC