Toeing the Line Between Evil and the Divine: Chapter 3 'Lailah'
Title: Toeing the Line Between Evil and the Divine
Author: Luna (aka Luna_del_Cielo on lj)
Fandom: Supernatural/Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Cast of Characters: Dawn, Lucifer, Gabriel, Castiel, Buffy, Faith, Dean, Sam, Xander, Jo, Ellen, Vi, Bobby
Rating: T
Summary: The déjà vu that Dawn felt around Castiel was slightly alarming…but what was really alarming was how Lucifer was popping up in her dreams acting so friendly.
Pairings: Dawn/Lucifer, Dean/Faith, Xander/Jo
Spoilers: Series Finale of BTVS, SPN Season 5 (takes place right before ‘Changing Channels’). Will be AU for SPN.
Warnings: None yet.
Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural or Buffy the Vampire Slayer. If I did then fewer people would have died in each of those shows :)
Read specific chapters here: Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 |
Lailah
“I’m Dawn, D-dawn Summers,” she answered the mysterious and powerful man.
His eyes narrowed and he snapped his fingers, popping Castiel and Vi into their midst. “Castiel, mind telling me what’s going on?”
Castiel turned away from the man and glanced at Dawn. “I do not know, Gabriel.”
“Gabriel?” Dawn repeated. Why did that sound so familiar? “That doesn’t seem very bad ass for a demon name,” she snorted.
“I’m not a demon,” he growled in a low voice, his eyes flashing dangerously. “And stop acting stupid. You know what I am.”
Dawn’s eyebrows jerked up to her hairline and she looked towards Vi and Cas. “Um, Cas, is your friend on drugs or something?”
But even as she said that, there was an insistent voice that this man, this Gabriel, was right and she did know him.
“Yeah, what the heck is going on?” Vi asked worriedly as she stepped protectively next to Dawn, eying the crumpled aluminum sword on the ground.
“Gabriel, she does not know what you are. She is unfamiliar to our kind,” Castiel supplied.
“Your kind?” she squeaked. “Oh crap. Are you like Zachariah? I heard about that tool….you’re a freaking angel?”
Giving her a disturbed look, Gabriel was silent for a moment. “You really don’t know who I am?”
“I know you’re the jerk who ruined my favorite sword, but that’s about it,” she answered snippily. This whole experience was making her spidey senses all tingly and she didn’t like it. She didn’t know what she had seen in that vision or who this Gabriel guy was or why a part of her was simultaneously overjoyed at seeing him, yet sorrowful at the same time.
Gabriel began to approach her but Vi’s sword was at his throat. “Stay the hell away from her,” the slayer growled.
The angel rolled his eyes and sighed. “Back off slayer. You threatening me is sillier than a tiny Japanese man trying to kick Godzilla.”
Vi bared her teeth, a frightful sight, but Gabriel didn’t even do so much as blink. “Dumb comparison,” she snorted. “Godzilla was way cuter than you.”
Dawn snickered and even Castiel seemed slightly amused, even if he probably didn’t even know who the heck Godzilla was. Gabriel just huffed and said, “I won’t try to kill either of you, okay? So chill out, slayer.”
“Vi, it’s cool,” Dawn told her. Call her crazy but she didn’t think this Gabriel would try to hurt her.
Reluctantly Vi lowered her sword and Gabriel approached Dawn. Subconsciously she pulled back slightly from him and the man appeared crestfallen at her display of fear. He stared into her eyes again and while no vision came this time, Dawn still felt that strange sense of déjà vu.
“You really don’t remember, do you?” he asked her in amazement after a long period.
She blinked and studied the lines of his face. This man was unknown to her but there was still something so familiar about him, like she knew him. She just knew that he had been the person she had been speaking to in her vision earlier. “I don’t understand what you mean.”
“You’re the Key,” Gabriel whispered as his smooth fingertips lovingly traced the contours of her face.
“Wh-what?” Dawn balked. “That’s, um, crazy talk. What’s a Key?” She looked to Vi for help but remembered that her friend wouldn’t know. In fact, after Buffy’s death it had never been brought up again and she was starting to think that the Scooby Gang had forgotten. Heck, even she forgot she was the Key most of the time! But more importantly, she could never let anyone know she was the Key.
Castiel’s eyes widened. “That is why she feels so familiar to me and carries the scent of Heaven,” he said softly. “But how?”
Gabriel, still caressing her cheek, smiled softly. “Given human form…who did this?” he inquired in wonder.
Suddenly nervous, Dawn pulled away from him. “Listen, stop with the freaky ponderings, okay? I’m not a freaking Key and I don’t want to talk to you freaky angels anymore. Vi, let’s get out of here,” Dawn commanded shakily as she backed away.
Typically Dawn would be hell-bent on solving this mystery of just why this angel knew her and what they knew about the Key and just exactly who was she, anyhow, but there was something primitive in her that demanded she run, run far away because fear tugged on her like a string on a sweater, and Dawn feared she would unravel.
Then Gabriel looked so hurt at her declaration that Dawn immediately regretted it - a part of her hated the idea of hurting this person, even if she didn’t understand why. But common sense kicked in and she ran out of there with Vi as fast as she could, praying that neither angel followed her.
When they didn’t, Dawn was incredibly thankful. More so, she was thankful that Vi let her drive home in silence - she needed to be lost in her thoughts
Dawn wasn’t surprised later that night when, as she slept, she found herself back in her dreamscape. Long brown hair swung down her bare back and the ocean waved in welcome. The man was here again, waiting for her in the dark waters, except this time he was farther out; the water lapped up to his mid-thigh. She eyed him suspiciously but he just returned her rather hostile look with a warm smile.
“You’re back,” she said, by way of greeting.
“Yes,” he answered simply.
“Why are you here?” Dawn stood at the water’s edge, wondering idly if she should venture into the ocean. But the water was so cold and dark and it scared her.
“You are mine, Lailah. And I am yours. We have been parted for too long.”
The name Lailah struck Dawn with such a deep blow that she was breathless in response. It conjured images of the heavens, twinkling lights cast over clouds of purity, where happiness was supreme for so many cycles of the sun. She saw a doorway to another world, her old home, where darkness now reigned, and saw herself sealing the door behind them.
Dawn fell to the ground, shaking violently as her fingers dug into the sand. “I don’t understand what’s happening,” she whispered.
Even over the sounds of the crashing waves, he heard her quiet words of desperation. “You soul knows that I have returned and it is pushing your old memories back at you in an attempt to prepare you. You will remember all of it, soon.”
Dawn shook her head and looked up at him, now kneeling in the wet sand. “When you say old memories…just how old are you talkin’?” she asked wryly.
Her mysterious stranger chuckled fondly. “Older than the earth and the sky, my love.”
Biting her lip, Dawn pressed her knees against her chest and wrapped her arms around her legs. “Because I’m the Key,” she realized softly.
Then her voice turned almost accusatorial - although it was directed not at this man but this ‘thing’ that she didn’t understand. “Then why can’t I remember?”
Jaw clenched, he looked out over the ocean. “When I was imprisoned He made you forget. I heard that you were thrust into another dimension and passed from violator to violator, until finally an order of monks found you.” His voice brimmed with anger and Dawn was reminded of this creature’s power.
“Then I was made human,” Dawn added as she stared at her flesh and blood hands in wonder.
His features twisted as he contemplated her new form with hard, assessing eyes. “Yes, human. Most unfortunate.”
“Why?” she asked innocently. “What’s wrong with humans?” Even as she said that Dawn thought to herself, ‘Aren’t I human?’
“Humans,” he spat, “ruined this world. Look around you,” he declared with open arms at their surroundings. “This is what the world used to look like. Now human pollution has diluted the light of the stars and fouled the waters of the world. They have ruined everything, everything that my Father created,” he responded with simmering rage.
He shook his head sadly. “Just as I told him they would. If only He would have listened.”
Surprised by his outburst, Dawn sat up and observed him with wide eyes. There was such a great deal of sorrow emanating from him that she found herself involuntarily wading into the water and meeting him. Blue eyes sparkled with unshed tears and when one finally fell Dawn kissed it away.
“I’m sorry,” she whispered as she laid her hand upon his cheek. Her words were few but her eyes told him just how sorry she was - that he was distressed, that she couldn’t remember him and their past, that they were separated for so long.
He smiled in response and placed his hand over hers, pressing it against his cheek. “Soon we will fix everything and save this world.”
Dawn nodded eagerly - she would give anything to see the world beautiful again and to have her love returned to her. “Yes. We will.”
He pressed his lips to hers and Dawn felt her entire being ache with happiness.
“I am yours, Lailah,” he said in a throaty voice.
“And I am yours, Lucifer,” Dawn responded as she held him tight against her.
A/N:
Thank you for reading!
Please let me know what you think :)
References:
*This chapter stems from the episode ‘Changing Channels’: http://www.supernaturalwiki.com/index.php?title=5.08_Changing_Channels_(transcript)
*Thinking of old angelic-type names is hard so I won’t lie, I found Lailah from this website: http://www.angel-guide.com/names-angels.html
Author: Luna (aka Luna_del_Cielo on lj)
Fandom: Supernatural/Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Cast of Characters: Dawn, Lucifer, Gabriel, Castiel, Buffy, Faith, Dean, Sam, Xander, Jo, Ellen, Vi, Bobby
Rating: T
Summary: The déjà vu that Dawn felt around Castiel was slightly alarming…but what was really alarming was how Lucifer was popping up in her dreams acting so friendly.
Pairings: Dawn/Lucifer, Dean/Faith, Xander/Jo
Spoilers: Series Finale of BTVS, SPN Season 5 (takes place right before ‘Changing Channels’). Will be AU for SPN.
Warnings: None yet.
Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural or Buffy the Vampire Slayer. If I did then fewer people would have died in each of those shows :)
Read specific chapters here: Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 |
Lailah
“I’m Dawn, D-dawn Summers,” she answered the mysterious and powerful man.
His eyes narrowed and he snapped his fingers, popping Castiel and Vi into their midst. “Castiel, mind telling me what’s going on?”
Castiel turned away from the man and glanced at Dawn. “I do not know, Gabriel.”
“Gabriel?” Dawn repeated. Why did that sound so familiar? “That doesn’t seem very bad ass for a demon name,” she snorted.
“I’m not a demon,” he growled in a low voice, his eyes flashing dangerously. “And stop acting stupid. You know what I am.”
Dawn’s eyebrows jerked up to her hairline and she looked towards Vi and Cas. “Um, Cas, is your friend on drugs or something?”
But even as she said that, there was an insistent voice that this man, this Gabriel, was right and she did know him.
“Yeah, what the heck is going on?” Vi asked worriedly as she stepped protectively next to Dawn, eying the crumpled aluminum sword on the ground.
“Gabriel, she does not know what you are. She is unfamiliar to our kind,” Castiel supplied.
“Your kind?” she squeaked. “Oh crap. Are you like Zachariah? I heard about that tool….you’re a freaking angel?”
Giving her a disturbed look, Gabriel was silent for a moment. “You really don’t know who I am?”
“I know you’re the jerk who ruined my favorite sword, but that’s about it,” she answered snippily. This whole experience was making her spidey senses all tingly and she didn’t like it. She didn’t know what she had seen in that vision or who this Gabriel guy was or why a part of her was simultaneously overjoyed at seeing him, yet sorrowful at the same time.
Gabriel began to approach her but Vi’s sword was at his throat. “Stay the hell away from her,” the slayer growled.
The angel rolled his eyes and sighed. “Back off slayer. You threatening me is sillier than a tiny Japanese man trying to kick Godzilla.”
Vi bared her teeth, a frightful sight, but Gabriel didn’t even do so much as blink. “Dumb comparison,” she snorted. “Godzilla was way cuter than you.”
Dawn snickered and even Castiel seemed slightly amused, even if he probably didn’t even know who the heck Godzilla was. Gabriel just huffed and said, “I won’t try to kill either of you, okay? So chill out, slayer.”
“Vi, it’s cool,” Dawn told her. Call her crazy but she didn’t think this Gabriel would try to hurt her.
Reluctantly Vi lowered her sword and Gabriel approached Dawn. Subconsciously she pulled back slightly from him and the man appeared crestfallen at her display of fear. He stared into her eyes again and while no vision came this time, Dawn still felt that strange sense of déjà vu.
“You really don’t remember, do you?” he asked her in amazement after a long period.
She blinked and studied the lines of his face. This man was unknown to her but there was still something so familiar about him, like she knew him. She just knew that he had been the person she had been speaking to in her vision earlier. “I don’t understand what you mean.”
“You’re the Key,” Gabriel whispered as his smooth fingertips lovingly traced the contours of her face.
“Wh-what?” Dawn balked. “That’s, um, crazy talk. What’s a Key?” She looked to Vi for help but remembered that her friend wouldn’t know. In fact, after Buffy’s death it had never been brought up again and she was starting to think that the Scooby Gang had forgotten. Heck, even she forgot she was the Key most of the time! But more importantly, she could never let anyone know she was the Key.
Castiel’s eyes widened. “That is why she feels so familiar to me and carries the scent of Heaven,” he said softly. “But how?”
Gabriel, still caressing her cheek, smiled softly. “Given human form…who did this?” he inquired in wonder.
Suddenly nervous, Dawn pulled away from him. “Listen, stop with the freaky ponderings, okay? I’m not a freaking Key and I don’t want to talk to you freaky angels anymore. Vi, let’s get out of here,” Dawn commanded shakily as she backed away.
Typically Dawn would be hell-bent on solving this mystery of just why this angel knew her and what they knew about the Key and just exactly who was she, anyhow, but there was something primitive in her that demanded she run, run far away because fear tugged on her like a string on a sweater, and Dawn feared she would unravel.
Then Gabriel looked so hurt at her declaration that Dawn immediately regretted it - a part of her hated the idea of hurting this person, even if she didn’t understand why. But common sense kicked in and she ran out of there with Vi as fast as she could, praying that neither angel followed her.
When they didn’t, Dawn was incredibly thankful. More so, she was thankful that Vi let her drive home in silence - she needed to be lost in her thoughts
Dawn wasn’t surprised later that night when, as she slept, she found herself back in her dreamscape. Long brown hair swung down her bare back and the ocean waved in welcome. The man was here again, waiting for her in the dark waters, except this time he was farther out; the water lapped up to his mid-thigh. She eyed him suspiciously but he just returned her rather hostile look with a warm smile.
“You’re back,” she said, by way of greeting.
“Yes,” he answered simply.
“Why are you here?” Dawn stood at the water’s edge, wondering idly if she should venture into the ocean. But the water was so cold and dark and it scared her.
“You are mine, Lailah. And I am yours. We have been parted for too long.”
The name Lailah struck Dawn with such a deep blow that she was breathless in response. It conjured images of the heavens, twinkling lights cast over clouds of purity, where happiness was supreme for so many cycles of the sun. She saw a doorway to another world, her old home, where darkness now reigned, and saw herself sealing the door behind them.
Dawn fell to the ground, shaking violently as her fingers dug into the sand. “I don’t understand what’s happening,” she whispered.
Even over the sounds of the crashing waves, he heard her quiet words of desperation. “You soul knows that I have returned and it is pushing your old memories back at you in an attempt to prepare you. You will remember all of it, soon.”
Dawn shook her head and looked up at him, now kneeling in the wet sand. “When you say old memories…just how old are you talkin’?” she asked wryly.
Her mysterious stranger chuckled fondly. “Older than the earth and the sky, my love.”
Biting her lip, Dawn pressed her knees against her chest and wrapped her arms around her legs. “Because I’m the Key,” she realized softly.
Then her voice turned almost accusatorial - although it was directed not at this man but this ‘thing’ that she didn’t understand. “Then why can’t I remember?”
Jaw clenched, he looked out over the ocean. “When I was imprisoned He made you forget. I heard that you were thrust into another dimension and passed from violator to violator, until finally an order of monks found you.” His voice brimmed with anger and Dawn was reminded of this creature’s power.
“Then I was made human,” Dawn added as she stared at her flesh and blood hands in wonder.
His features twisted as he contemplated her new form with hard, assessing eyes. “Yes, human. Most unfortunate.”
“Why?” she asked innocently. “What’s wrong with humans?” Even as she said that Dawn thought to herself, ‘Aren’t I human?’
“Humans,” he spat, “ruined this world. Look around you,” he declared with open arms at their surroundings. “This is what the world used to look like. Now human pollution has diluted the light of the stars and fouled the waters of the world. They have ruined everything, everything that my Father created,” he responded with simmering rage.
He shook his head sadly. “Just as I told him they would. If only He would have listened.”
Surprised by his outburst, Dawn sat up and observed him with wide eyes. There was such a great deal of sorrow emanating from him that she found herself involuntarily wading into the water and meeting him. Blue eyes sparkled with unshed tears and when one finally fell Dawn kissed it away.
“I’m sorry,” she whispered as she laid her hand upon his cheek. Her words were few but her eyes told him just how sorry she was - that he was distressed, that she couldn’t remember him and their past, that they were separated for so long.
He smiled in response and placed his hand over hers, pressing it against his cheek. “Soon we will fix everything and save this world.”
Dawn nodded eagerly - she would give anything to see the world beautiful again and to have her love returned to her. “Yes. We will.”
He pressed his lips to hers and Dawn felt her entire being ache with happiness.
“I am yours, Lailah,” he said in a throaty voice.
“And I am yours, Lucifer,” Dawn responded as she held him tight against her.
A/N:
Thank you for reading!
Please let me know what you think :)
References:
*This chapter stems from the episode ‘Changing Channels’: http://www.supernaturalwiki.com/index.php?title=5.08_Changing_Channels_(transcript)
*Thinking of old angelic-type names is hard so I won’t lie, I found Lailah from this website: http://www.angel-guide.com/names-angels.html