LOTS FIC: To The End 6/?
Title: To The End 6/?
Author: synergyfox
Pairing: Yeah... no
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Tripping… some jealousy… confusion
Disclaimer: BtVS belongs to Joss Whedon, LotS and SoT belong to Terry Goodkind... I just coddle plot-bunnies.
A/N: Pre-final post.
[Unknown Place, Unknown Time]
A foot nudged her ribs and Buffy groaned, trying to roll onto her back as she inhaled dirt and grass, "Geoff meh." She snapped into the ground, trying to sit up when rolling over failed.
"Ugh." Someone groaned from near her and a weight lifted off her, "OW! What the hell is that you just jabbed my leg with you fuc-STOP THAT!"
Kennedy... definitely Kennedy. Buffy rolled over and sat up slowly, looking around, Faith was nowhere in sight. Kate was lying on her side, slowly coming to; Willow was sprawled out next to her, hand still attached to the back of her jacket with Anya lying over her stomach. Kennedy sat on the forest floor, glaring up at a blonde woman in red leather, a baton-like object held threateningly in front of her face.
"Who are you?" A gentle voice asked and she looked up into the sky-blue eyes.
"Buffy Summers." She grimaced, holding up a dirty (and, as she looked at it, slightly bloody) hand.
The dark haired woman smiled softly down at her, accepting the hand, "Kahlan Amnell."
"Un..." Kate sat up, hand pressed firmly to the side of her head as she scanned the area, "Faith?"
Buffy let go of Kahlan's hand, glancing at the detective before looking to the woman, "Did two other people come out of the portal we did?"
"No." A man answered and she jumped, turning to look at a rather handsome man standing behind her, sword at his side.
"You're sure? One was in leather pants and a leather top... the other was in black pants and a black jacket... kinda dirty... probably groveling..." Kate paused as she studied the woman in white, recognition dawning on her features, "You're a Confessor."
The blue-eyed woman smiled brilliantly, "Yes."
Kate nodded and moved to stand, letting her arms slip from her jacket, Willow was still out of it, "We're looking for a Mord'Sith and her new… pet… who happens to be very dear to us."
Kahlan looked to the blonde standing over Kennedy and Kate's eyes followed, "Well you guys just appeared out of nowhere in our camp..." She trailed off when she saw Kate tense, studying the blonde.
Buffy tensed as well, Kate's hand flew to where her pistol had been prior to the battle, finding the holster empty, "You're a Mord'Sith." Kate hissed, "What are you doing around a Confessor?"
"Can I hit her?" Kennedy asked, looking at Buffy angrily, "She jabbed me twice with that little pain stick of hers!"
The man gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, "Everyone calm down." Kate's eyes flew to his sword, her eyes widening again.
"The Seeker?! Next you're going to tell me that you also have a Wizard of the Second Order with you!"
A white haired man stepped out, a bundle of berries and plants in his arms, "First Order actually." He corrected and Kate's mouth fell open, this was obviously something you did not run into everyday.
"A Confessor..."
"Mother Confessor." The blonde Mord'Sith corrected icily, glaring at Kate, keeping her weapon in front of Kennedy's face.
"The Seeker of Truth-"
The blonde was quick to interrupt yet again, "Lord Rahl." She smirked.
Kate glared at her, "A Wizard of the First Order and a Mord'Sith, traveling together? Why?"
"You are the one who should be answering questions." The Mord'Sith snapped.
The Mother Confessor turned to the blonde, hands on her hips, "Cara." She warned and the Mord'Sith rolled her eyes, looking back to Kennedy.
"Where are we?" Willow groaned, sitting up at the same time as Anya who grimaced, touching the small gash on the side of her head.
The Wizard raised an eyebrow, "The Midlands."
Kate pressed her hands to her face, inhaling deeply, "What the hell went wrong? Faith and that Mord'Sith should have been thrown out here too..." She looked up at the sky before closing her eyes, picturing the ritual circle and symbols in her mind.
"Would you all like to sit?" Kahlan asked, motioning to the logs, "Maybe we can sort all this out."
Willow released Kate's jacket and Anya helped her stand before plopping down on a log, looking around curiously. Willow moved and sat next to her followed by Buffy and Kennedy who finally moved away from the Mord'Sith.
"Maybe introductions are in order?" The Wizard asked, placing the berries and plants into a pot before straightening his back, "I am Zeddicus Zu'l Zordaner, Wizard of the First Order." He glanced to Kahlan, "This is Kahlan Amnell, Mother Confessor of the Midlands." He cast his gaze at the man, "Richard Cypher, the Seeker of Truth." The man nodded his head towards everyone, sword back in its sheath, "And Cara, a Mord'Sith."
Buffy looked to Kate whose eyes were still closed, face pointed towards the sky, "I'm Buffy Summers, a Slayer... this is Kennedy... also a Slayer... Willow Rosenberg... she is a Witch... Anya... a former Vengeance Demon."
"I prefer reformed. Apparently it makes me sound... nicer." Anya muttered, drumming her fingers on the handle of her sword.
"Reformed Vengeance Demon." Buffy smiled, "And Kate Lockley, a detective." She paused, "We're looking for a girl, her name's Faith... she's about 5'6", 5'7"... sarcastic... well... usually... when she's not following Cordelia around, and let me just say, what the hell? I mean..." She looked to the blonde, Cara, "You Mord'Sith can turn magic against people? I didn't even know Faith could use magic up until about three weeks ago. How is that fair?"
Cara stared blankly at her, "Superiority." She answered and Buffy glared at her, eyes flicking to the red, leather baton.
Kate sucked in a breath, opening her eyes, "The second set of runes around the circle, Willow, do you remember what they said?"
Willow looked to her, frowning, "Something about... intruders?"
"Wait, wait, wait." Kennedy held her hand up, "You taught my girlfriend this language of yours that you wouldn't teach Giles?"
Kate ignored her, "Intruders... and...?"
"Middle land?" Willow offered, "I'm still shaky on some of the translation part... why?"
"The inner circle said the name of the Mord'Sith temple in the People's Palace... the outer circle said intruders would be thrown to the Midlands." She let her head drop forward, "How far are we from D'Hara? Exactly?”
A/N: Just because I have a feeling when I get home I’m just gonna crash since we’re goin’ out to Denny’s yo.
Author: synergyfox
Pairing: Yeah... no
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Tripping… some jealousy… confusion
Disclaimer: BtVS belongs to Joss Whedon, LotS and SoT belong to Terry Goodkind... I just coddle plot-bunnies.
A/N: Pre-final post.
[Unknown Place, Unknown Time]
A foot nudged her ribs and Buffy groaned, trying to roll onto her back as she inhaled dirt and grass, "Geoff meh." She snapped into the ground, trying to sit up when rolling over failed.
"Ugh." Someone groaned from near her and a weight lifted off her, "OW! What the hell is that you just jabbed my leg with you fuc-STOP THAT!"
Kennedy... definitely Kennedy. Buffy rolled over and sat up slowly, looking around, Faith was nowhere in sight. Kate was lying on her side, slowly coming to; Willow was sprawled out next to her, hand still attached to the back of her jacket with Anya lying over her stomach. Kennedy sat on the forest floor, glaring up at a blonde woman in red leather, a baton-like object held threateningly in front of her face.
"Who are you?" A gentle voice asked and she looked up into the sky-blue eyes.
"Buffy Summers." She grimaced, holding up a dirty (and, as she looked at it, slightly bloody) hand.
The dark haired woman smiled softly down at her, accepting the hand, "Kahlan Amnell."
"Un..." Kate sat up, hand pressed firmly to the side of her head as she scanned the area, "Faith?"
Buffy let go of Kahlan's hand, glancing at the detective before looking to the woman, "Did two other people come out of the portal we did?"
"No." A man answered and she jumped, turning to look at a rather handsome man standing behind her, sword at his side.
"You're sure? One was in leather pants and a leather top... the other was in black pants and a black jacket... kinda dirty... probably groveling..." Kate paused as she studied the woman in white, recognition dawning on her features, "You're a Confessor."
The blue-eyed woman smiled brilliantly, "Yes."
Kate nodded and moved to stand, letting her arms slip from her jacket, Willow was still out of it, "We're looking for a Mord'Sith and her new… pet… who happens to be very dear to us."
Kahlan looked to the blonde standing over Kennedy and Kate's eyes followed, "Well you guys just appeared out of nowhere in our camp..." She trailed off when she saw Kate tense, studying the blonde.
Buffy tensed as well, Kate's hand flew to where her pistol had been prior to the battle, finding the holster empty, "You're a Mord'Sith." Kate hissed, "What are you doing around a Confessor?"
"Can I hit her?" Kennedy asked, looking at Buffy angrily, "She jabbed me twice with that little pain stick of hers!"
The man gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, "Everyone calm down." Kate's eyes flew to his sword, her eyes widening again.
"The Seeker?! Next you're going to tell me that you also have a Wizard of the Second Order with you!"
A white haired man stepped out, a bundle of berries and plants in his arms, "First Order actually." He corrected and Kate's mouth fell open, this was obviously something you did not run into everyday.
"A Confessor..."
"Mother Confessor." The blonde Mord'Sith corrected icily, glaring at Kate, keeping her weapon in front of Kennedy's face.
"The Seeker of Truth-"
The blonde was quick to interrupt yet again, "Lord Rahl." She smirked.
Kate glared at her, "A Wizard of the First Order and a Mord'Sith, traveling together? Why?"
"You are the one who should be answering questions." The Mord'Sith snapped.
The Mother Confessor turned to the blonde, hands on her hips, "Cara." She warned and the Mord'Sith rolled her eyes, looking back to Kennedy.
"Where are we?" Willow groaned, sitting up at the same time as Anya who grimaced, touching the small gash on the side of her head.
The Wizard raised an eyebrow, "The Midlands."
Kate pressed her hands to her face, inhaling deeply, "What the hell went wrong? Faith and that Mord'Sith should have been thrown out here too..." She looked up at the sky before closing her eyes, picturing the ritual circle and symbols in her mind.
"Would you all like to sit?" Kahlan asked, motioning to the logs, "Maybe we can sort all this out."
Willow released Kate's jacket and Anya helped her stand before plopping down on a log, looking around curiously. Willow moved and sat next to her followed by Buffy and Kennedy who finally moved away from the Mord'Sith.
"Maybe introductions are in order?" The Wizard asked, placing the berries and plants into a pot before straightening his back, "I am Zeddicus Zu'l Zordaner, Wizard of the First Order." He glanced to Kahlan, "This is Kahlan Amnell, Mother Confessor of the Midlands." He cast his gaze at the man, "Richard Cypher, the Seeker of Truth." The man nodded his head towards everyone, sword back in its sheath, "And Cara, a Mord'Sith."
Buffy looked to Kate whose eyes were still closed, face pointed towards the sky, "I'm Buffy Summers, a Slayer... this is Kennedy... also a Slayer... Willow Rosenberg... she is a Witch... Anya... a former Vengeance Demon."
"I prefer reformed. Apparently it makes me sound... nicer." Anya muttered, drumming her fingers on the handle of her sword.
"Reformed Vengeance Demon." Buffy smiled, "And Kate Lockley, a detective." She paused, "We're looking for a girl, her name's Faith... she's about 5'6", 5'7"... sarcastic... well... usually... when she's not following Cordelia around, and let me just say, what the hell? I mean..." She looked to the blonde, Cara, "You Mord'Sith can turn magic against people? I didn't even know Faith could use magic up until about three weeks ago. How is that fair?"
Cara stared blankly at her, "Superiority." She answered and Buffy glared at her, eyes flicking to the red, leather baton.
Kate sucked in a breath, opening her eyes, "The second set of runes around the circle, Willow, do you remember what they said?"
Willow looked to her, frowning, "Something about... intruders?"
"Wait, wait, wait." Kennedy held her hand up, "You taught my girlfriend this language of yours that you wouldn't teach Giles?"
Kate ignored her, "Intruders... and...?"
"Middle land?" Willow offered, "I'm still shaky on some of the translation part... why?"
"The inner circle said the name of the Mord'Sith temple in the People's Palace... the outer circle said intruders would be thrown to the Midlands." She let her head drop forward, "How far are we from D'Hara? Exactly?”
A/N: Just because I have a feeling when I get home I’m just gonna crash since we’re goin’ out to Denny’s yo.