Re: Challangefic: On the Hill that Day (1)

[Hhdouglas@xxxxxxx]

--- In buffywantswillow@y..., "Cilia" <cilia@m...> wrote:
> Hi,
> This is written in response to a challenge issued to me by a 
mystery man
> known only by his e-mail Hhdouglas@a... on BuffyWantsWillow, it had 
to
> start the night after Graduation, have a video recording of the 
events found
> and somehow include either the Lone Gunmen or the X-files gang, 
well here it
> is.
> 
> Note: Small changes to the cannon on BtVS; Oz left at the same time 
Angel
> did during Graduation and this takes place just before the end of 
the
> seventh season of X-files. Also the next part is in no way a sure 
thing.
> 
> More notes: This brutal, a little on the short site and unbeta read 
writing,
> plus I have a hangover and a cramp in my back from last night's 
post-finals
> party.
> 
> On the Hill that Day
> Cilia
> 
> When it begins it begins small? whatever it is, it always starts 
small. So
> small that the origin almost always goes unnoticed? almost.
> -Kevin Smith, Green Arrow #1
> 
> A red light blinked from the grass next to the ruins of what had 
once been
> Sunnydale High, on closer inspection one could see that the light 
came from
> a small video camera which had been dropped in the chaotic events 
that had
> taken place only a few hours earlier. Soon another red dot lights 
up, it
> bounces twice on the grass before being extinguished by a highly 
polished
> shoe. A gloved hand appears and lifts the mangled video camera from 
the
> ground.
> 
> Deep in the bowels of the J. Edgar Hover building in Washington DC, 
is the
> office of one Special Agent Fox William Mulder and his partner 
Special Agent
> Dana Katharine Scully. An introduction into their respective 
histories is a
> tale for another time so I ask of you to turn your eyes towards the
> television screen that the pair is currently watching.
> "Mulder this has to be a joke," Agent Scully, a red haired 
woman in her
> late thirties, says to her lanky partner of seven years,
> "No joke Scully," the man answers, then pauses to spit a 
chewed up
> sunflower seed into the trash bin and missing, so the soggy seed 
splatters
> against the wall joining the ones already there and adding to the 
color of
> the office. "The stooges checked it out it's not CGI, it's real. 
That is a
> real life, mother of all snake demons and that girl is leading it 
into the
> school," he explains before popping another seed into his mouth and 
pausing
> on a close up of the girl. "And I'm sure the guys of her picture 
all over
> their walls by now," he adds with a smirk.
> "And let me guess you have some explanation for this?" Scully 
asks with a
> raised eyebrow before taking up perch on the edge of his desk.
> "Hellmouth and don't ask me to say it Spanish. It's said to 
be a gate
> connecting us to hell, kind of a revolving door," he explains with 
a grin.
> "And this Hell? mouth is where?" she asks, still skeptical.
> "Sunnydale California, where else of course."
> "Of course," she nods. "And you've booked us out on the next 
flight I
> assume?"
> "Ah Scully you know me all too well," he answers and smiles 
but the smile
> ties when she holds up a yellow note.
> "Scully come quick, bring bags," she reads with a smile of her own 
while she
> watches his die.
> He then turns and looks at the paused image of the blond girl 
that's leading
> the snake into the school. "Who are you?" he asks.
> 
> A blond girl looks down at a red haired girl that lies huddled 
under a quilt
> blanket. Both their respective others had taken of in the hours 
following
> the destructions of the school. Angel gone, to where she didn't 
really know
> or care at this point and Oz had gone with his band across the 
country to
> New York to record. She studies the face of her friend in the only 
light in
> the room coming from the lamp on the nightstand
> "Hey there," she whispers as the red head opens here eyes.
> "Hey Buffy," the girl replies in a sleepy voice.
> "You took quite a blow to the head so I brought you home with 
me," Buffy
> answers as she gently swipes the girl's forehead with a wet cloth.
> "Did we win?" the girl asks.
> "Of course we did Wills," Buffy answers with a smile.
> "Giles and Xander?" Willow asks.
> "Home sleeping," Buffy answers as she rinses the cloth.
> "So you've stayed here all night?" Willow asks.
> "Yeah, you're my friend Willow," the Slayer answers as she 
folds the cloth
> and places it on Willow's forehead. "And I know you'd to the same 
for me,"
> she adds.
> "Here get in," Willow says as a moment of courage overcomes 
her and she
> lifts up the quilt and pads the place next to her on the bed, 
Buffy's bed
> she notices.
> "I?" the Slayer starts, uncertain what to do.
> "You need sleep," Willow stresses. "And I'd feel much better, 
knowing that
> you're getting some," Willow stops and her eyes widen. "Sleep I 
mean,
> getting some sleep, cause sleep is good for you and?" her babbling 
is cut of
> by Buffy placing two fingers on her lips and crawling under the 
quilt next
> to her.
> "Good Night Willow," she says as she turns out the light and 
moves closer
> to her friend.
> "Night," Willow whispers as a current of electricity passes 
through her.
> 
> Scully looks at her partner with a carry-bag slung over her 
shoulder as they
> make their way through the airport terminal, it contents shall 
remain a
> mystery for now.
> "So this Slayer?" she asks, managing to keep a straight face.
> "On girl in each generation born with the strength and skill 
to fight
> vampires and other assorted things of evil," he explains with a 
straight
> face, how he keeps it on shall also remain a mystery for now.
> "So what are we going to do, just walk up to her door and 
knock?" she asks
> with a raised eyebrow. "We don't even know?"
> "Buffy Anne Summers, age eighteen, recently graduated from 
Sunnydale High
> with good grades and you should see this girl's SAT and IQ score," 
Mulder
> explains as he hands her a thick folder, delivered to them minutes 
before
> departure.
> "The Lone Gunmen been busy I see," she states with a raised 
eyebrow at the
> vast array of picture.
> "They've taken a certain interested in her yes," Mulder 
answers with an
> innocent smile.
> "Do you have a contact in Sunnydale?" she asks.
> "Yes, on old friend actually from my days in Oxford," Mulder 
answers with a
> smile.
> "Does this contact have a name?"
> "He'll tell you when we meet him and trust me you'll have to 
see him to
> believe it and the story sounds much better coming from him," Mulder
> answers.
> "Thank you mister cryptic," Scully mutters.
> "Now boarding flight 606 to Los Angeles," is called over the 
speakers.
> 
> To be continued?
> 
> Now who is this friend from Mulder's days in Oxford and what is in 
the bag
> Scully is carrying.
> Now we know Willow feels something for Buffy, but does Buffy 
respond.
> Also I'm thinking about waking somebody up.


Hey Cilia 
 
I hate doing this but i really want to see how you would continue 
this story so i DOUBLE DARE CHALLENGE you to continue with it or at 
least post a couple more chapters