Buffygate Fic: Pack Mentality 89/100
Title: Pack Mentality 89/100
Author: Polgara
Rating: PG
TtH Prompt: #70 Destruction
Fandom/Theme: Buffy/Stargate SG-1
Wordcount: 639
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters featured here. They belong to their respective creators and production companies.
Distribution: My site - Worlds of Possibilities, ff.net, Wormhole Crossing, and TtH.
Spoilers: Takes place in season nine of SG-1, so definitely new characters and situations. Plus anything before is fair game. Everything of Buffy is fair game.
A/N: This was written for the tth100. Hopefully, all of these entries will be loosely linked together.
Series: Buffygate
Summary: What happens when a pack feels threatened.
Pack Mentality
The next morning, Vaughn mutely let them out of the room. He gave them an apologetic look as they walked past him. The night before, Daniel had cautioned them against making a big deal over the night before. He was worried that if the villagers truly viewed turning into werewolves as a curse, pressing the issue would only make them hostile. He was hoping that if they remained polite, the villagers would eventually explain it to them.
With that in mind, Daniel gave Vaughn his friendliest smile and said, “You said I could look at the books in your library?”
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Buffy slipped into the library on their third day in the village. The night before they had gone into the reinforced room without protest and were released again in the morning. The villagers remained friendly, but never mentioned what truly happened during the night.
The slayer slid into the chair next to Daniel. “We have a problem. A Prior just showed up.”
“What’s he doing?” Daniel asked, looking towards the window.
“The usual. Trying to recruit,” Buffy said with a sigh.
“How are we going to play this?” Vala asked.
“We’re stuck between a rock and a hard place. We can’t go because of the werewolves and we can’t stay because of the Prior. Cam’s talking to Vaughn.”
“Uh oh,” Daniel said.
“What’s wrong?”
“This could get ugly, fast.”
Buffy frowned. “How fast and ugly are we talkin’ here?”
“I’ve been watching how they interact and some of the stuff I’ve read confirms it. This is a pack society. Which means if even just one of them is threatened…”
“Then the whole village will attack,” Buffy finished for him. “Damn it.”
A scream from outside caused them to jump to their feet. Then there was another followed by a loud crash.
“Stay here,” Buffy ordered as she headed to the door.
“Why?” Daniel asked, moving to follow her.
“Because you’ve never seen a pissed off werewolf before, I have.”
“What’s the big deal? I thought they were only super strong in the animal form,” Vala said.
“If they get mad enough, they can change during the day,” Buffy said flatly.
Daniel paled and he took an unconscious step back. “They can?”
“Yes, so please stay,” she said, before slipping out the door.
“Cameron is still out there,” Vala said, concern coloring her voice as she slipped her hand into Daniel’s.
“I’m sure Buffy will let him know,” Daniel said, squeezing her hand.
They stood there listening to the sounds of the fight outside. Growls and barks could be heard along with intermittent gunfire. It took everything in them to stop themselves from going outside to help, but they knew that the frenzied werewolves might not discriminate between friend and foe and attack them as well.
After what seemed like forever, the noises stopped. Vala looked over at Daniel. “Do you think it’s safe to go out?”
“I don’t know,” Daniel said in a hushed tone.
They both jumped as the door swung open. Buffy and Cameron hurried in and shut the door. They were both dirty and had blood on them.
“Are you okay?” Vala asked as she rushed over to them.
“It’s not ours,” Buffy assured her with a grim smile.
“The Prior?” Daniel asked.
Cameron winced. “He’s no longer so pretty. Really, you don’t want to know. The uh, villagers objected quite strongly to him.”
Buffy snorted. “That’s putting it mildly. It looks like a war zone out there. At least half a dozen buildings are demolished, and the bodies,” she closed her eyes and shuddered. There was enough destruction out there to cause her nightmares for weeks.
“We should be safe in here ‘til morning,” Cameron said, running a hand through his short hair. “Nothing to do, but wait until they shift back.”
Author: Polgara
Rating: PG
TtH Prompt: #70 Destruction
Fandom/Theme: Buffy/Stargate SG-1
Wordcount: 639
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters featured here. They belong to their respective creators and production companies.
Distribution: My site - Worlds of Possibilities, ff.net, Wormhole Crossing, and TtH.
Spoilers: Takes place in season nine of SG-1, so definitely new characters and situations. Plus anything before is fair game. Everything of Buffy is fair game.
A/N: This was written for the tth100. Hopefully, all of these entries will be loosely linked together.
Series: Buffygate
Summary: What happens when a pack feels threatened.
Pack Mentality
The next morning, Vaughn mutely let them out of the room. He gave them an apologetic look as they walked past him. The night before, Daniel had cautioned them against making a big deal over the night before. He was worried that if the villagers truly viewed turning into werewolves as a curse, pressing the issue would only make them hostile. He was hoping that if they remained polite, the villagers would eventually explain it to them.
With that in mind, Daniel gave Vaughn his friendliest smile and said, “You said I could look at the books in your library?”
XXXXXXXXXX
Buffy slipped into the library on their third day in the village. The night before they had gone into the reinforced room without protest and were released again in the morning. The villagers remained friendly, but never mentioned what truly happened during the night.
The slayer slid into the chair next to Daniel. “We have a problem. A Prior just showed up.”
“What’s he doing?” Daniel asked, looking towards the window.
“The usual. Trying to recruit,” Buffy said with a sigh.
“How are we going to play this?” Vala asked.
“We’re stuck between a rock and a hard place. We can’t go because of the werewolves and we can’t stay because of the Prior. Cam’s talking to Vaughn.”
“Uh oh,” Daniel said.
“What’s wrong?”
“This could get ugly, fast.”
Buffy frowned. “How fast and ugly are we talkin’ here?”
“I’ve been watching how they interact and some of the stuff I’ve read confirms it. This is a pack society. Which means if even just one of them is threatened…”
“Then the whole village will attack,” Buffy finished for him. “Damn it.”
A scream from outside caused them to jump to their feet. Then there was another followed by a loud crash.
“Stay here,” Buffy ordered as she headed to the door.
“Why?” Daniel asked, moving to follow her.
“Because you’ve never seen a pissed off werewolf before, I have.”
“What’s the big deal? I thought they were only super strong in the animal form,” Vala said.
“If they get mad enough, they can change during the day,” Buffy said flatly.
Daniel paled and he took an unconscious step back. “They can?”
“Yes, so please stay,” she said, before slipping out the door.
“Cameron is still out there,” Vala said, concern coloring her voice as she slipped her hand into Daniel’s.
“I’m sure Buffy will let him know,” Daniel said, squeezing her hand.
They stood there listening to the sounds of the fight outside. Growls and barks could be heard along with intermittent gunfire. It took everything in them to stop themselves from going outside to help, but they knew that the frenzied werewolves might not discriminate between friend and foe and attack them as well.
After what seemed like forever, the noises stopped. Vala looked over at Daniel. “Do you think it’s safe to go out?”
“I don’t know,” Daniel said in a hushed tone.
They both jumped as the door swung open. Buffy and Cameron hurried in and shut the door. They were both dirty and had blood on them.
“Are you okay?” Vala asked as she rushed over to them.
“It’s not ours,” Buffy assured her with a grim smile.
“The Prior?” Daniel asked.
Cameron winced. “He’s no longer so pretty. Really, you don’t want to know. The uh, villagers objected quite strongly to him.”
Buffy snorted. “That’s putting it mildly. It looks like a war zone out there. At least half a dozen buildings are demolished, and the bodies,” she closed her eyes and shuddered. There was enough destruction out there to cause her nightmares for weeks.
“We should be safe in here ‘til morning,” Cameron said, running a hand through his short hair. “Nothing to do, but wait until they shift back.”