Rating: FR 15
Fandom/Theme: Buffy/Merry Gentry
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters featured here. They belong to their respective creators and production companies.
Distribution: NeverNormal, TtH, AO3
Series: FFA Madness #37; Guarding the Princess #12
FFA Pairing: Buffy/Merry Gentry
Summary: Another member of the Scooby Gang manages to escape
Buffy hadn’t expected any other reception than the one she currently had - weapons, spells, guns - all aimed in her direction. She merely stood there as the mages studied her. She could sense her sister Slayer somewhere in the complex, but not exactly where. Her chest ached when she thought of all the harm she’d caused to those she loved. So this is what Angel went through for all those years, she thought. It’s a wonder he didn’t go crazy.
“What business do you have here, demon?” demanded a silver haired far leveling a Browning 1911 at her head.
Putting her hands further up in the air, she called out “People who know who my little sister is and what she can do with an Orb of Thesulah without needing the ritual and the fact that I’m talking about Dawn at all.” Her statement was clear enough to echo through the courtyard as Frost exchanged a look with Doyle.
“How should we best verify this?” he asked.
Doyle smirked. “We let Meredith talk to her - in the Rose Garden. The sithen is well enough that should she wish any of us harm, the roses will do their job.”
Buffy marveled at the sheer variety of the roses, but also noticed the vines kept close to her as she walked toward Queen Meredith, flanked by Sholto and Rhys, while Doyle and Frost followed herself. For not being much more than her own height, the Queen of that Which Walks Between had a very forbidding, untouchable air about her. Literally enthroned amongst the roses, Merry simply studied Buffy as the latter curtsied.
“My guards tell me you showed up in the entrance to the sithen in a flash of green light. Would you care to elaborate on that?”
Buffy shrugged, still a bit unsure herself. “My sister, Dawn, is the Key. She can use her blood to create portals and anchor them if needed. But, part of the spell that sent her to me to protect meant that those that wished her harm would forget who she was if they’d known before.”
Merry merely raised a brow and motioned the vampire to continue. “At much risk to herself, since the letter of the spell that created her as my sister meant Willow and Xander might still know who she was, managed to find an Orb in Giles’ belongings and cursed me with a soul before sending me here.”
“And your sister?”
“With all possible guardians in our world gone, she, she dissolved back into the ether,” Buffy explained, a tear rolling down her cheek.
Meredith glanced amongst her men for a moment, deep in thought. “There are no vampires such as you in this world,” she reminded the blonde.
Buffy shrugged, resigned. “Just put me where you need me. I don’t know why Dawn didn’t leave me there...hell, I don’t even know why she wanted to send me here, if there aren’t any vampires, though I kinda have an idea. But, I’m strong and can help out wherever you might need it.”
“This is something that needs a bit more time and discussion between myself and those I trust. We will find you accommodations for the night and make our decision after that.”