by Ryan
E-mail:
willow.codex@virgin.net
Rating: 12 (Hey, I'm using the
system we use in England) other parts maybe higher or lower
Type: Crossover
Violence: Some, aftermath again be warned angst ahead.
Language: Mild.
Disclaimers:
1. Willow and co. are owned by Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, UPN and WB.
2. The characters from Xena:WP are owned by Renaissance Pictures
and Universal MCA.
3. All characters and places from the Harry Potter books are owned by J.
K. Rowling, Bloomsbury paperbacks and WB.
4. Characters and stuff from Lord the Rings was created by J R R Tolkien,
copyrighted by the The J R R Tolkien Estate Limited, George Allen & Unwin
(Publishers) Ltd and New Line Productions.
5. Marcus and Ivanova and are owned by J.M. Straczynski and WB
6. The song in this chapter is Prayer by Corey Hart and is owned by Saphir Music
and appeared on the Celine Dion Ablum A New Day Has Come
7. No copyright infringements intended.
Pairings: Willow/Angel, Angelus (Willow's and Angel's
son)/original character.
Can we touch the soul of Heaven
Can we unite a sacred lesson
Every child creates a skylight of beauty
Can you hear cathedrals failing
All the universe is calling
Cry a single cello from your heart.
Angelus lowered his head. Around him the Amazon and Bachae were singing the burial song of an Amazon Queen, while the body of his sister was consumed by fire.
They had reached the earth less than 24 hours before, after three weeks of avoiding orc's and other hostile races. Now, the nations needed to say farewell to the fallen Queen and Princess, before they could decide what to do next.
The funerals of his aunts and their families began with the lighting of their pyres. He could hear Buttercup singing the ancient songs of pain and grief.
He could hear his nephew began to sing the song for his sisters. Their pyres burning high.
The gates of the Amazon land of the dead opened. An ancient Amazon called Ephiny, left her sisters behind. A task was need to be done. She had been asked to do it.
"You accept the task that I'm asking of you?" Willow appeared in the barren wind battered land that surrounded the place the Amazons went to.
"I will guard Queen Hermione from attack from the spirit plane." The former Amazon Regent spoke.
"Then pass, my sister." Willow held up her hand and granted Ephiny the power she would require. Her means a beam of shining light. Both spirits then vanished.
The songs, sang the pyres burned still outside the mansion where Willow had once ruled from. Queen Hermione was sleeping in her brother's arms, while her uncle prepared to do an ancient and powerful rite. It had never been used before that day. The rite was to summon the Founder Queen's spirit. To summon Willow back from beyond for a limited period of time.
Finally, he began to chant.
Willow felt the summoning rite's power. It was pulling her towards the earthly plane. "I'm summoned at last." She spoke to Angel.
"I know," Angel kissed her forehead. "I wish I could help you."
She place her fingers on his lips.
"I must do this alone." Willow was sad. "I created this mess, in part at least."
"No," he disagreed. "It was others. The betrayer who broke the enchantments for starters."
They kissed. "Take care my love." He whispered into her ear, as she pulled to earth.
'Since the World has lost her way
Loneliness journey endlessly
Yet the promised chance remains
Gifts of that could be '
Willow appeared before her son Angelus. "Mother." Angelus spoke. "I need your guidance."
"I know my son." Willow replied, tears were in her eyes.
Hermione cooed. The first Queen looked at the infant. "She is the Omega." The redhead stated. "The last of Queens, the line ends with her, the final prophecy as already began."
So let the children remember the sun
Let them dance let them soar
For their lives have began
Let the children engender the rain
As the river runs though fields
Forever subsiding their pain
Willow hung her head. "This mess is my fault. I should never have imprisoned the ring. I should have destroyed it when my power was strong enough to."
"How can this be fixed?" John demanded.
"You can't child." Willow replied. "Your sister can, but the cost will be greater than you realise. I summon those destined to raise her."
Every voice along the shoreline
Standing still within time
Spinning unresolved the walking
As each season passes
Though the wonderland, looking glasses
The secret garden shire beckons you
Marcus Cole and Susan Ivanova's life forces where garbed at the instant before they died moving them though the multiverse and given new life and bodies. They appeared before the others. "Well I didn't expect this." Marcus spoke.
"No, your destines have not yet ran their course," Willow took Hermione in her arms. "This child needs you to protect and raise her. Until it is time for her to reclaim that what was stolen. Even then she'll need you."
There was a flash of light the infant, and her foster parents vanished. "No!" John yelled.
Gentle Flower don't fade away
Sweet innocent still harbors thee
In faith of garden dreams
Where one love lives eternally
"Hermione is now hidden from those who now seek her death." Willow spoke. "Use the gate to escape this reality for one the Amazon and Bachae are just legends. At least, then the orphans and children may get a normal has possible childhood. Until Hermione can call the Queen's sword and claim her place. Pray he doesn't track her."
Let the children remember the sun
Let them dance let them soar
For their lives have began
Let the children engender the rain
As the river runs though fields
Forever subsiding their pain.
Prayer
"She'll need more than a safe place." Angelus observed.
"If the nations are too close, he'll find her." His mother spoke. "All must pass though the gate into another realm."
Willow was surrounded by a bright blinding light. "To that end I return for the moment to do battle against him and in doing so block his path. Use the gate quickly, I only have 72 hours."
Bless the children for they are the light
They are truth of spirit in light
Yes the children engender the rain as the river runs through life
Healing their pain
If you could trust with your heart one more time
Sweet angel conceived
You have forever and always believed . . .
Prayer
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Page created: 07/12/2002