Who Wants to Live Forever? (Buffy/Highlander/Last Vampire)
Who Wants To Live Forever?
Part of the Omniverse Project
by Benji: The Vampire Confuser
Buffy and all associated characters belong to Joss Whedon. Highlander and all associated characters belong to Rysher Entertainment (to the best of my knowledge). And The Last Vampire and all associated characters belong to Christopher Pike.
"Greetings. You have reached the office of Rupert Giles. I'm not in at the moment, but if you'd leave your name and number at the tone, I'll get back to you."
*Beep*
"Rupert, it's Joe Dawson. I need some information when you get in. It's nothing urgent but-"
"Hello?" Giles answered the phone, having arrived just in time.
"Giles?"
"Yes Joe. What is it you need to know?"
"I understand the Tut Chronicles are being stored there?"
"That's correct. Can't imagine why, but I didn't ask either."
"I need you to look something up for me. I need to know if Tut was Ramirez' teacher."
"Hmmm," Giles thought a moment, trying to recall what volume that would be, "Hold on." He retrieved the correct tome from the shelf and flipped through it. "Yes it seems he was one of them. Tut was his first, but not his only teacher. From what I remember, Ramirez had at least three."
"Okay that's all I needed. Thanks."
"Not a problem Joe. Good to hear from you."
"You too. Bye."
*****
"You know," Buffy said, as she, Willow and Xander approached the school. "I've always found it ironic that the school is built directly on the Hell mouth."
"Especially since the Library is sort of our headquarters, and it's the opening. When it's open I mean." Willow agreed.
"No no." Xander corrected her. "It's; especially since Satan took up residence in the Principal’s Office."
All three could see Snyder standing at the main entrance, making sure nothing untoward was going on. He especially watched Buffy.
"Snyder's not so bad." Willow stood up for him. Her friends looked at her incredulously. "Yeah, he is."
They passed Oz, who, failing to notice them, was staring at something to their right.
"You smell trouble boy?" Xander asked, lightheartedly teasing his best friend's boyfriend.
Oz smiled, acknowledging, but not taking offense. He merely pointed silently to two people standing in the shade of the trees. A business transaction was taking place. One person got money, the other got a plastic baggie filled with white powder.
"Should we be watching this?" Buffy muttered. "This isn't something I really needed to know about. Where's Snyder when-" She saw Snyder stalking towards the scene of the deal. "Oh."
At that moment, there was a screech of tires from down the street. A black sports car came barreling down the road towards the school.
"I've got a bad feeling about this." Oz said.
"Oh so you get those too." Buffy agreed.
The boy selling the drugs also saw the car, and panicked. He pulled a gun from his pocket, too late. The passenger side window rolled down, and gunfire erupted from within.
There was immediate chaos in front of the school as panicked students frantically tried to get away. The drug dealer went down, and on instinct, Oz shoved Willow out of the way, just before he felt a stinging pain in his arm.
"Ouch! I've been shot!" he gritted his teeth in pain. "Again!"
*****
"I hope this doesn't become a habit for you." Xander told Oz. "I mean, it's great that you keep saving Willow's life and all, but this could become hazardous to your health."
Willow sat next to Oz as they waited for the Ambulance.
"Well Will," Xander turned to her. "I'd say you've landed quite a catch here. How many guys would take a bullet for their girlfriend? And twice even?"
*****
"I just can't believe it!" Cordelia said, as she and Xander walked to her car. School had been closed for the day. "I mean, you hear about it on the news, but you never expect it to happen to you!"
"We are talking about the drive by shooting and not a bad hair day right?" Xander asked.
"Give me some credit." Cordelia snorted. "And, I mean, here of all places. There's never been any gang violence here before, and, don't take this the wrong way, but this is the most mundane event that's happened here."
"It's happened in stranger places." Xander told her. "I read about some guy in West Virginia who was killed in a drive by shooting."
"You're kidding. What happened? Some redneck stick his shotgun out the window of his truck?"
*****
"Stinkin' Rednecks." Tut grumbled for the tenth time that day.
"Get over it." Sita teased. Tut had been "killed" in a drive by shooting, and forced to leave school. "So you have to delay being a big movie star for a decade or two. You've got nothing but time."
She placed a comforting hand on his knee, steering the car with her other hand. "If it's any comfort, they won't be doing it again."
Tut looked at her, stunned. "You didn't."
Sita looked at him levelly. "I did. Who knows why they did what they did? I had to make sure they were taken care of."
Tut sighed. Violence for her was a way of life. For him it was merely survival. He knew he'd have to deal with it sooner or later, now seemed as good a time as any.
"Sita, pull over. We have to talk."
Sita, sensing he was upset with what she'd done, complied. Here it comes. she thought. I know compared to me he's young, but he's still too old to be so naive.
"Sita," Tut began, "I want you to promise me, that when we get to where we're going, you will not kill, or even harm anyone. Unless," he added quickly, "It is absolutely necessary." He looked at her imploringly. "Will you do that for me?"
Sita looked into his eyes and saw his sincerity and his concern. He really does value all life. she realized. As naive as it is, it's also damned admirable.
She took his chin in her hand and kissed him. "Yes," she told him, "I will do that for you. I promise."
She smiled. She had a very positive feeling about their destination. Sunnydale California. She'd acquired the house when she lived in Oregon as a possible safe house. She'd rented it so it would stay in good condition, the tenants had been evicted yesterday. They
should be long gone by now, set up with another place to live.
"You have things arriving there?" she asked.
"That I do." he said. "I know I'm griping a lot, but believe me, I'm looking forward to this. I never did do the high school thing."
Tut looked at Sita and smiled. He was finally in a relationship that wouldn't end with his partner dying of old age.
Sita sensed the positive emotions from Tut and was happy. None of her other lovers had been truly able to take care of themselves, but she knew that Tut would not be taken from her as easily as some others had. She would make sure of that.
To be continued...
Part of the Omniverse Project
by Benji: The Vampire Confuser
Buffy and all associated characters belong to Joss Whedon. Highlander and all associated characters belong to Rysher Entertainment (to the best of my knowledge). And The Last Vampire and all associated characters belong to Christopher Pike.
"Greetings. You have reached the office of Rupert Giles. I'm not in at the moment, but if you'd leave your name and number at the tone, I'll get back to you."
*Beep*
"Rupert, it's Joe Dawson. I need some information when you get in. It's nothing urgent but-"
"Hello?" Giles answered the phone, having arrived just in time.
"Giles?"
"Yes Joe. What is it you need to know?"
"I understand the Tut Chronicles are being stored there?"
"That's correct. Can't imagine why, but I didn't ask either."
"I need you to look something up for me. I need to know if Tut was Ramirez' teacher."
"Hmmm," Giles thought a moment, trying to recall what volume that would be, "Hold on." He retrieved the correct tome from the shelf and flipped through it. "Yes it seems he was one of them. Tut was his first, but not his only teacher. From what I remember, Ramirez had at least three."
"Okay that's all I needed. Thanks."
"Not a problem Joe. Good to hear from you."
"You too. Bye."
*****
"You know," Buffy said, as she, Willow and Xander approached the school. "I've always found it ironic that the school is built directly on the Hell mouth."
"Especially since the Library is sort of our headquarters, and it's the opening. When it's open I mean." Willow agreed.
"No no." Xander corrected her. "It's; especially since Satan took up residence in the Principal’s Office."
All three could see Snyder standing at the main entrance, making sure nothing untoward was going on. He especially watched Buffy.
"Snyder's not so bad." Willow stood up for him. Her friends looked at her incredulously. "Yeah, he is."
They passed Oz, who, failing to notice them, was staring at something to their right.
"You smell trouble boy?" Xander asked, lightheartedly teasing his best friend's boyfriend.
Oz smiled, acknowledging, but not taking offense. He merely pointed silently to two people standing in the shade of the trees. A business transaction was taking place. One person got money, the other got a plastic baggie filled with white powder.
"Should we be watching this?" Buffy muttered. "This isn't something I really needed to know about. Where's Snyder when-" She saw Snyder stalking towards the scene of the deal. "Oh."
At that moment, there was a screech of tires from down the street. A black sports car came barreling down the road towards the school.
"I've got a bad feeling about this." Oz said.
"Oh so you get those too." Buffy agreed.
The boy selling the drugs also saw the car, and panicked. He pulled a gun from his pocket, too late. The passenger side window rolled down, and gunfire erupted from within.
There was immediate chaos in front of the school as panicked students frantically tried to get away. The drug dealer went down, and on instinct, Oz shoved Willow out of the way, just before he felt a stinging pain in his arm.
"Ouch! I've been shot!" he gritted his teeth in pain. "Again!"
*****
"I hope this doesn't become a habit for you." Xander told Oz. "I mean, it's great that you keep saving Willow's life and all, but this could become hazardous to your health."
Willow sat next to Oz as they waited for the Ambulance.
"Well Will," Xander turned to her. "I'd say you've landed quite a catch here. How many guys would take a bullet for their girlfriend? And twice even?"
*****
"I just can't believe it!" Cordelia said, as she and Xander walked to her car. School had been closed for the day. "I mean, you hear about it on the news, but you never expect it to happen to you!"
"We are talking about the drive by shooting and not a bad hair day right?" Xander asked.
"Give me some credit." Cordelia snorted. "And, I mean, here of all places. There's never been any gang violence here before, and, don't take this the wrong way, but this is the most mundane event that's happened here."
"It's happened in stranger places." Xander told her. "I read about some guy in West Virginia who was killed in a drive by shooting."
"You're kidding. What happened? Some redneck stick his shotgun out the window of his truck?"
*****
"Stinkin' Rednecks." Tut grumbled for the tenth time that day.
"Get over it." Sita teased. Tut had been "killed" in a drive by shooting, and forced to leave school. "So you have to delay being a big movie star for a decade or two. You've got nothing but time."
She placed a comforting hand on his knee, steering the car with her other hand. "If it's any comfort, they won't be doing it again."
Tut looked at her, stunned. "You didn't."
Sita looked at him levelly. "I did. Who knows why they did what they did? I had to make sure they were taken care of."
Tut sighed. Violence for her was a way of life. For him it was merely survival. He knew he'd have to deal with it sooner or later, now seemed as good a time as any.
"Sita, pull over. We have to talk."
Sita, sensing he was upset with what she'd done, complied. Here it comes. she thought. I know compared to me he's young, but he's still too old to be so naive.
"Sita," Tut began, "I want you to promise me, that when we get to where we're going, you will not kill, or even harm anyone. Unless," he added quickly, "It is absolutely necessary." He looked at her imploringly. "Will you do that for me?"
Sita looked into his eyes and saw his sincerity and his concern. He really does value all life. she realized. As naive as it is, it's also damned admirable.
She took his chin in her hand and kissed him. "Yes," she told him, "I will do that for you. I promise."
She smiled. She had a very positive feeling about their destination. Sunnydale California. She'd acquired the house when she lived in Oregon as a possible safe house. She'd rented it so it would stay in good condition, the tenants had been evicted yesterday. They
should be long gone by now, set up with another place to live.
"You have things arriving there?" she asked.
"That I do." he said. "I know I'm griping a lot, but believe me, I'm looking forward to this. I never did do the high school thing."
Tut looked at Sita and smiled. He was finally in a relationship that wouldn't end with his partner dying of old age.
Sita sensed the positive emotions from Tut and was happy. None of her other lovers had been truly able to take care of themselves, but she knew that Tut would not be taken from her as easily as some others had. She would make sure of that.
To be continued...