Dance Along the Edge (8/20)
Title: Dance Along the Edge (8/20)
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Buffy, Anakin
Crossover: Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Star Wars
Spoilers: Episode II; all Clone Wars media
Summary: Snark, comedy, action, a hint of romance; what's not to love? A series of of Buffy/Obi-Wan drabbles set during the Clone Wars
Disclaimer: Joss owns "Buffy," Lucas owns "Star Wars," I own my coffee mug.
AN: This series of drabbles was originally written for the Paradise Lost November Drabble-a-Thon challenge. Most of these drabbles will probably be used and expanded in a story I'm currently plotting and will hopefully start writing once finals are over. Thanks to the amazing revdorothyl for betaing!
Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five Part Six Part Seven
Prompt: Desperate
"Watch out!" someone screamed, and Buffy ducked behind a metal container, hoping its bulk would help shield her from the blast. It did, but barely, and she could feel its heat scorch her exposed skin. Coughing at the dried mud now floating in the air, she blinked her eyes to get rid of the spots, and did her best to ignore the ringing in her ears.
"Casualties!" she barked out, wincing at the pain shooting through her leg. "Anyone not accounted for?" The fighting on Jabiim had been hell, almost Vietnam levels, if what she remembered from those long ago history classes was correct. She listened numbly as the remaining clone troopers listed off some of the dead. "Alpha-21, you and your men with me," she ordered, grabbing her gun. "We're going to go check for survivors." He nodded, and signaled for his men to form up.
As they made their way to the center of the camp, she saw someone sifting through the twisted heap of what used to be a walker. "Anakin!" she shouted, running to meet him. "Oh, thank God," she breathed, giving him a firm hug, desperate to make sure he was real. "You made it out. Where's Ben?" Anakin pulled back and his face became grim.
"He was in that walker," he whispered, turning back to it. "He was in it when it exploded, and I can't sense him in there any more." Buffy became still, almost too still as she gazed on the wreck. "Buffy? Buffy are you still with me?"
"He can't be dead," she heard herself say in an empty voice. No, no he couldn't be... "Blackjack!" she called out--doing her best to sound calm when she was anything but--to Alpha-21, using her nickname for him. "Help me and Anakin move the wreckage to see if anyone's trapped underneath." They spent desperate moments combing the rubble, using a combination of Anakin's Force skills and the brute strength of Buffy and the troops, only to find the crumpled bodies of several troopers. Obi-Wan wasn't among the dead.
"Buffy, we need to go check in with command," Anakin told her gently, walking to where she was standing staring blankly at the wreckage. "Come on," he said, grabbing her arm and leading her away. They reported to General Norcuna, Buffy relaying her news in a hollow voice. After being dismissed, Buffy walked out into the ever-present rain, barely feeling it re-soak her clothing. Closing her eyes, she tried to bring up the memory of the wreckage, using every mind trick she could think of. Only two bodies were missing... everyone else was still there...
There was no logical reason why Ben's body wasn't there, she realized with a start. Ruling out everything else, she was left with only one conclusion. "Ben's alive," she told Anakin, who had since joined her. "He's alive, and I'm going to find him." She only hoped she could find him before it was too late.
Part Nine
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Buffy, Anakin
Crossover: Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Star Wars
Spoilers: Episode II; all Clone Wars media
Summary: Snark, comedy, action, a hint of romance; what's not to love? A series of of Buffy/Obi-Wan drabbles set during the Clone Wars
Disclaimer: Joss owns "Buffy," Lucas owns "Star Wars," I own my coffee mug.
AN: This series of drabbles was originally written for the Paradise Lost November Drabble-a-Thon challenge. Most of these drabbles will probably be used and expanded in a story I'm currently plotting and will hopefully start writing once finals are over. Thanks to the amazing revdorothyl for betaing!
Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five Part Six Part Seven
Prompt: Desperate
"Watch out!" someone screamed, and Buffy ducked behind a metal container, hoping its bulk would help shield her from the blast. It did, but barely, and she could feel its heat scorch her exposed skin. Coughing at the dried mud now floating in the air, she blinked her eyes to get rid of the spots, and did her best to ignore the ringing in her ears.
"Casualties!" she barked out, wincing at the pain shooting through her leg. "Anyone not accounted for?" The fighting on Jabiim had been hell, almost Vietnam levels, if what she remembered from those long ago history classes was correct. She listened numbly as the remaining clone troopers listed off some of the dead. "Alpha-21, you and your men with me," she ordered, grabbing her gun. "We're going to go check for survivors." He nodded, and signaled for his men to form up.
As they made their way to the center of the camp, she saw someone sifting through the twisted heap of what used to be a walker. "Anakin!" she shouted, running to meet him. "Oh, thank God," she breathed, giving him a firm hug, desperate to make sure he was real. "You made it out. Where's Ben?" Anakin pulled back and his face became grim.
"He was in that walker," he whispered, turning back to it. "He was in it when it exploded, and I can't sense him in there any more." Buffy became still, almost too still as she gazed on the wreck. "Buffy? Buffy are you still with me?"
"He can't be dead," she heard herself say in an empty voice. No, no he couldn't be... "Blackjack!" she called out--doing her best to sound calm when she was anything but--to Alpha-21, using her nickname for him. "Help me and Anakin move the wreckage to see if anyone's trapped underneath." They spent desperate moments combing the rubble, using a combination of Anakin's Force skills and the brute strength of Buffy and the troops, only to find the crumpled bodies of several troopers. Obi-Wan wasn't among the dead.
"Buffy, we need to go check in with command," Anakin told her gently, walking to where she was standing staring blankly at the wreckage. "Come on," he said, grabbing her arm and leading her away. They reported to General Norcuna, Buffy relaying her news in a hollow voice. After being dismissed, Buffy walked out into the ever-present rain, barely feeling it re-soak her clothing. Closing her eyes, she tried to bring up the memory of the wreckage, using every mind trick she could think of. Only two bodies were missing... everyone else was still there...
There was no logical reason why Ben's body wasn't there, she realized with a start. Ruling out everything else, she was left with only one conclusion. "Ben's alive," she told Anakin, who had since joined her. "He's alive, and I'm going to find him." She only hoped she could find him before it was too late.
Part Nine