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madimpossibledreamer) wrote2024-05-07 12:38 pm
madimpossibledreamer) wrote2024-05-07 12:38 pm
Entry tags:
Unusual Awakening
Main Points:
Buffy/Devil May Cry/Resident Evil/Background NCIS Crossover (Hold My Heart)
Chapter Summary: Xander's pretty sure he knows what's going on.
Word Count: 630
Rating: Teen
Pairing: Leon/Xander
“Xander. I trust you. But I have a right to know what’s going on. Talk to me.”
It’s good to know that grim compassion wasn’t just a front, because it’s dripping over every word. “All the stuff that’s happening to her? Those are the symptoms of a Slayer awakening to her power for the first time, Leon.”
Apparently Leon knows what that is, because he sounds startled. “A Slayer? Babe, but aren’t they called young?”
Redgrave sounds drained, even a little scared, which—she’s not his biggest fan, but she definitely doesn’t want to hear him like this, now that she’s experienced it. “Exactly the urgency here. Leon, I’ve never heard of a new Slayer this old, and I’m pretty sure her dad wouldn’t have told her to hide her powers or just...never told her about it. Not when she was kidnapped. Even if she was a late bloomer, her powers would’ve activated when she was in mortal danger, never mind the fact that I’m pretty sure she’d have been immune to the Plagas. Now, the super strength, invulnerability, like you, sure, but I’ve heard a lot of talk about precognition in my time and if that didn’t sound like a description of a Slayer’s dream I’ll eat your jacket.”
Sure, she had some weird kind of nightmare about an explosion and wings, but she'd thought that was from Spain, and she hadn't realized she'd said any of that out loud.
“Please don’t,” Leon responds casually. Him and his weird sense of humor.
“And it’s not like it can just be suppressed by not wanting to be a Slayer really, really hard, or Buffy would’ve been a normal girl when I met her. I want to believe it’s natural, that there’s no weird stuff going on, but we’re never that lucky. Sure, older Slayer Potentials got called when Willow did her whole ‘call to arms’ thing, but that was, like, at max twenty years old and if you’d aged out of it you’d aged out of it period. And if that was it, she would’ve awakened to it then. Not now. Which makes it sound like the spell is ageist, which yeah it kind of is, given, y’know, old Council and all. An older Slayer would be just as capable, since enhanced strength, durability, all that jazz, but they’d be wiser, know a few more of the Council’s tricks, probably be harder to control. And everybody used to die young, way back when. They just made sure life expectancy didn’t rise.” He’s...actually babbling, worried. He whimpers a little—it sounds like Leon’s hugging him close—and she’s kind of shocked. It sounds like he did, in fact, mean it. He does care, and not just to her face. “But, uh, it gets worse, Agent.” He’s still weird, though. What kind of guy calls his partner by title? And why does he manage to make it sound so flirty anyway? “The thing that’s bugging me, the thing I keep coming back to, is why now? Why when she’s in danger, and why not when she was in danger last time? Slayers can be tracked. Not individually, but, say, if you’re a bad guy trying to find someone and you happen to know a demon or two, it suddenly becomes much easier if your target’s a Slayer.”
“It’s a good thing you called the Council, then. We’ll protect her. Together,” Leon insists, and—yeah, Redgrave had been right about that too. Based on the sound of his voice, he does care about her. As more than just a duty.
Buffy/Devil May Cry/Resident Evil/Background NCIS Crossover (Hold My Heart)
Chapter Summary: Xander's pretty sure he knows what's going on.
Word Count: 630
Rating: Teen
Pairing: Leon/Xander
Ashley can’t help but eavesdrop. They’re speaking loudly, even though they’re acting like they’re just whispering to each other. Maybe it’s just that they think she’s out of it enough not to overhear?
“Xander. I trust you. But I have a right to know what’s going on. Talk to me.”
It’s good to know that grim compassion wasn’t just a front, because it’s dripping over every word. “All the stuff that’s happening to her? Those are the symptoms of a Slayer awakening to her power for the first time, Leon.”
Apparently Leon knows what that is, because he sounds startled. “A Slayer? Babe, but aren’t they called young?”
Redgrave sounds drained, even a little scared, which—she’s not his biggest fan, but she definitely doesn’t want to hear him like this, now that she’s experienced it. “Exactly the urgency here. Leon, I’ve never heard of a new Slayer this old, and I’m pretty sure her dad wouldn’t have told her to hide her powers or just...never told her about it. Not when she was kidnapped. Even if she was a late bloomer, her powers would’ve activated when she was in mortal danger, never mind the fact that I’m pretty sure she’d have been immune to the Plagas. Now, the super strength, invulnerability, like you, sure, but I’ve heard a lot of talk about precognition in my time and if that didn’t sound like a description of a Slayer’s dream I’ll eat your jacket.”
Sure, she had some weird kind of nightmare about an explosion and wings, but she'd thought that was from Spain, and she hadn't realized she'd said any of that out loud.
“Please don’t,” Leon responds casually. Him and his weird sense of humor.
“And it’s not like it can just be suppressed by not wanting to be a Slayer really, really hard, or Buffy would’ve been a normal girl when I met her. I want to believe it’s natural, that there’s no weird stuff going on, but we’re never that lucky. Sure, older Slayer Potentials got called when Willow did her whole ‘call to arms’ thing, but that was, like, at max twenty years old and if you’d aged out of it you’d aged out of it period. And if that was it, she would’ve awakened to it then. Not now. Which makes it sound like the spell is ageist, which yeah it kind of is, given, y’know, old Council and all. An older Slayer would be just as capable, since enhanced strength, durability, all that jazz, but they’d be wiser, know a few more of the Council’s tricks, probably be harder to control. And everybody used to die young, way back when. They just made sure life expectancy didn’t rise.” He’s...actually babbling, worried. He whimpers a little—it sounds like Leon’s hugging him close—and she’s kind of shocked. It sounds like he did, in fact, mean it. He does care, and not just to her face. “But, uh, it gets worse, Agent.” He’s still weird, though. What kind of guy calls his partner by title? And why does he manage to make it sound so flirty anyway? “The thing that’s bugging me, the thing I keep coming back to, is why now? Why when she’s in danger, and why not when she was in danger last time? Slayers can be tracked. Not individually, but, say, if you’re a bad guy trying to find someone and you happen to know a demon or two, it suddenly becomes much easier if your target’s a Slayer.”
“It’s a good thing you called the Council, then. We’ll protect her. Together,” Leon insists, and—yeah, Redgrave had been right about that too. Based on the sound of his voice, he does care about her. As more than just a duty.