August Fic a Day Challenge - 18 Août 09
Title: House of Love - 3
Author: Lyveah
Rating: FR13
Crossover: BtVS/Greek and Mesopotamian mythology
Disclaimer: I own nothing. All characters presented here belong to their original owners.
Word Count: 789
Summary: Gods recruit their champions.
Blows resounded in the room.
Without really waking up, Xander snarled and burrow his head under his pillow. But the blows did not cease, on the contrary, he had the impression that they repeated and echoed in his skull.
"Yes, yes. I come," he muttered trying unsuccessfully to wake up. The migraine that tapping his head a few hours earlier did not seem to have calmed down ... What do you want ?" he asked dryly, opening the door.
"We'd like talk to you," said the young blond man who was standing outside his door ... well 'man', in a manner of speaking, because there was no way that the being who stood outside his door was a simple human... too beautiful, too perfect for this ... and the same with the young woman accompanying him, thought Xander after stare both of them.
Not wanting to take more risks than necessary, he departs from the door, leaving just enough room to enter his 'humble dwelling'. Hardly had he moved away to the door that his two 'guests' were sitting comfortably on the inside. Definitely not human, he confirmed trying to wake up enough to follow a conversation ... and this evil migraine which started again !
"I will make me coffee, you want something to drink ?"
"No thank you," politely answered the young brown 'woman'.
Without insisting he prepared a very strong coffee before returning to his 'guests' with coffee and a tube of aspirin. Taking his time to drink his coffee and swallow the tube of aspirin, he examined the two other beings in the room and it did not seem disturb them.
"Well," he started when he finally felt a little reconnected with reality, "what do you want ?"
'Ouch,' he spoke a little too fast, his migraine started again with a vengeance.
"We have a proposal for you, Alexander ... can I call you Xander ?"
"Yes, I prefer."
"I know," replied the other with a big smile, which Xander responds only with a blank look.
"We would like you work for us," intervened the young 'woman' as the "face-to-face" starts to drag.
"Yes," said his companion reclaiming the conversation. "But we did not introduce ourself ... I am Eros and this Astarte," he continues pointing out his companion." We are ..."
"I know who you are," Xander interrupted suddenly him, rubbing his forehead. If only that damn headache wanted to leave, then he could properly think. "You want I work for you ?"
"This is not really a job, you would just be yourself and continue to act as you usually do. We would just make you our envoy, our Paladin ... you would not really work, and being attached to our "House" would allow us to give you some additional powers," explained the dark goddess.
"Me ? Work for 'House of Love', you are sure this is a good idea ?"
"Of course, this is an idea that has been analyzed, and everyone is okay with the fact that you are perfect for this position."
"With what happened to my marriage ?"
"Oh, this is not serious, just a hitch."
"I know it is a tragic event," said Astarté more sensitively, "but it is better that you be aware now that she was not the right person for you."
Xander looked at her a moment with lost eyes, before sighed in a resigned manner.
"Yes I know, but it hurts ... well ... this is not the problem. Your story of Paladin, that would be what?"
"Well, to simplify, you would be serving the House of Love in general, rather than one God. So you will be our champion and our warrior ... you keep your gifts, abilities and powers, and the Gods of our 'House' will give you special powers ..."
"I see, so you have more influence on people and seemed more powerful in the eyes of the Gods of other 'House' and I win powers."
"That's right ! You agree ?"
"One moment ... are you going to give me the power to make disappear my migraine ?"
"No. Sorry but it is not possible," said Astarte. She approached him and put her hands on his temples before to mass them. "This headache means that your power is in the process of waking up ... normally it should have more time but since you live on a Hellmouth ..."
"Power ?"
"Yes, power," she said "So, you agree to become our Paladin ?"
"Yes," he replied. "My Migraine?"
"Not now ok ?" she answered with a big smile while Eros smiled from his seat and Xander could make nothing but acquiesce before resting his head on her lap and sleep.
Author: Lyveah
Rating: FR13
Crossover: BtVS/Greek and Mesopotamian mythology
Disclaimer: I own nothing. All characters presented here belong to their original owners.
Word Count: 789
Summary: Gods recruit their champions.
Blows resounded in the room.
Without really waking up, Xander snarled and burrow his head under his pillow. But the blows did not cease, on the contrary, he had the impression that they repeated and echoed in his skull.
"Yes, yes. I come," he muttered trying unsuccessfully to wake up. The migraine that tapping his head a few hours earlier did not seem to have calmed down ... What do you want ?" he asked dryly, opening the door.
"We'd like talk to you," said the young blond man who was standing outside his door ... well 'man', in a manner of speaking, because there was no way that the being who stood outside his door was a simple human... too beautiful, too perfect for this ... and the same with the young woman accompanying him, thought Xander after stare both of them.
Not wanting to take more risks than necessary, he departs from the door, leaving just enough room to enter his 'humble dwelling'. Hardly had he moved away to the door that his two 'guests' were sitting comfortably on the inside. Definitely not human, he confirmed trying to wake up enough to follow a conversation ... and this evil migraine which started again !
"I will make me coffee, you want something to drink ?"
"No thank you," politely answered the young brown 'woman'.
Without insisting he prepared a very strong coffee before returning to his 'guests' with coffee and a tube of aspirin. Taking his time to drink his coffee and swallow the tube of aspirin, he examined the two other beings in the room and it did not seem disturb them.
"Well," he started when he finally felt a little reconnected with reality, "what do you want ?"
'Ouch,' he spoke a little too fast, his migraine started again with a vengeance.
"We have a proposal for you, Alexander ... can I call you Xander ?"
"Yes, I prefer."
"I know," replied the other with a big smile, which Xander responds only with a blank look.
"We would like you work for us," intervened the young 'woman' as the "face-to-face" starts to drag.
"Yes," said his companion reclaiming the conversation. "But we did not introduce ourself ... I am Eros and this Astarte," he continues pointing out his companion." We are ..."
"I know who you are," Xander interrupted suddenly him, rubbing his forehead. If only that damn headache wanted to leave, then he could properly think. "You want I work for you ?"
"This is not really a job, you would just be yourself and continue to act as you usually do. We would just make you our envoy, our Paladin ... you would not really work, and being attached to our "House" would allow us to give you some additional powers," explained the dark goddess.
"Me ? Work for 'House of Love', you are sure this is a good idea ?"
"Of course, this is an idea that has been analyzed, and everyone is okay with the fact that you are perfect for this position."
"With what happened to my marriage ?"
"Oh, this is not serious, just a hitch."
"I know it is a tragic event," said Astarté more sensitively, "but it is better that you be aware now that she was not the right person for you."
Xander looked at her a moment with lost eyes, before sighed in a resigned manner.
"Yes I know, but it hurts ... well ... this is not the problem. Your story of Paladin, that would be what?"
"Well, to simplify, you would be serving the House of Love in general, rather than one God. So you will be our champion and our warrior ... you keep your gifts, abilities and powers, and the Gods of our 'House' will give you special powers ..."
"I see, so you have more influence on people and seemed more powerful in the eyes of the Gods of other 'House' and I win powers."
"That's right ! You agree ?"
"One moment ... are you going to give me the power to make disappear my migraine ?"
"No. Sorry but it is not possible," said Astarte. She approached him and put her hands on his temples before to mass them. "This headache means that your power is in the process of waking up ... normally it should have more time but since you live on a Hellmouth ..."
"Power ?"
"Yes, power," she said "So, you agree to become our Paladin ?"
"Yes," he replied. "My Migraine?"
"Not now ok ?" she answered with a big smile while Eros smiled from his seat and Xander could make nothing but acquiesce before resting his head on her lap and sleep.