Brave and the Bold - Sunnydale Chapter Five

STORY TITLE: Brave and the Bold - Sunnydale

PART: 05 of ??  

AUTHOR: Red Jacobson (redjacobsonfiction@gmail.com)

DISTRIBUTION:   FF.Net, Twisting the Hellmouth, Hentai-Foundry, Questionable Questing 

DISCLAIMER: None of the Characters You Recognize belong to me, The BtVS Characters are the property of Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy (GRR! ARGH!), the DCU characters are the property of DC/Warner Brothers and whoever else holds their copyrights.   

SUMMARY: After Halloween, Sunnydale has several new heroes!

FEEDBACK: Of course! It Makes Me Write Faster

RELATIONSHIPS: Xander/Willow, Xander/Willow/Buffy, Buffy/Harmony, Xander/Willow/Harmony, Xander/Willow/Buffy/Harmony, Xander/Cordy

RATING: NC-17

WORD COUNT: <5,353> 

SPOILERS:   Canon up to Season Two Episode Halloween

WARNINGS: If You've ever read any of my stories, you know what to expect, Oral, anal, Femme-slash, dom/sub, multiple partners, and Femme-cest.  

NOTE:  There is no Dawn in this Universe

ADDITIONAL NOTE:    I'm stealing Joyce's dad and sisters from Vidicon's amazing series Lonely Souls, on Twisting the Hellmouth.   I've reached out to the author for permission but haven't heard back yet.

Rupert Giles Apartment 

Sunday, November 2nd, 1997

8:30 am

Giles sat at the kitchen table, the morning paper spread out in front of him.  He lifted the cup of tea to his lips and took a sip, perfect!  It was already a good morning, the anticipated hangover was nowhere near as bad as he had feared and he had a young woman currently using his shower.  Said young woman had made it clear, when she woke up this morning, that she was completely sober, and wouldn't have any regrets, so he needed to make them breakfast with a lot of high energy foods!   Giles was very glad that he'd gone grocery shopping on Friday, because he intended to make sure both of them had enough energy to go for hours.     

He perked up as the sound of the shower stopped, and he smiled when he heard Jenny singing.  It wasn't just that she had a rather pleasant singing alto, but that she was singing 'Shang-A-Lang'!  He had no idea that Jenny even knew who the Bay City Rollers were, let alone one of their better songs.  He still winced when the oldies station played 'Saturday Night' for God's sake!  He shook his head, Jenny might just be the perfect woman for him.  She knew his deepest secrets, his dreams and ambitions, and still wanted to know him.   Of course, her lack of inhibition, as demonstrated by the stories she told him the night before, had a lot to do with it as well.   She had been quite open about enjoying another woman in her bed, and had eagerly described a few of the things she and her roommate, Lilah he thought the girl's name was, had gotten up to when they were undergrads.

Getting up from the table, he went into the kitchenette and pulled out the two plates that he'd had in the warmer, setting them at two of the seats.  From the sounds coming out of his bedroom, she should be joining him momentarily and after the two of them had eaten, he had promised her that she would be screaming his name shortly afterward.   He may not be a teenager like Xander, able to handle four girls at a time, and how on Earth did he manage that?  But he was confident that he could leave Jenny a satisfied puddle on his bed or any other surface that caught their fancy.

Jenny was still singing as she moved around in the bedroom, but it wasn't the Rollers this time.  It took him a minute to recognize the song, because the idea of Jenny singing 'Darling Nikki' was just to incongruous to think about.   He stayed standing by the table as he waited for her to join him, and when she stepped into the doorway he nearly forgot breakfast!   She had found one of his shirts and had put it on after her shower, but that was obviously the only thing she was wearing, because it was hanging open, showing a generous amount of cleavage, as well as answering the question that had perplexed and delighted him ever since the Moloch incident.  The screw was dangling from a piercing in her navel, pointing down to the clean shaven mound, and he couldn't wait to run his tongue along the lips and making her squirm.

She stood there for several seconds, letting him look at her, before grinning at him and walking forward.  "I hope you don't mind me borrowing your shirt, English, but I've always believed in dressing for meals."

He just stared at her for a second, before laughing.  "You are a brat, aren't you?"

She smirked, "Why? Are you going to spank me?"

They almost didn't eat their breakfast.

Kendall Residence

Sunday, November 2nd, 1997

9:00 am

The table was cluttered with the remains of the breakfast that he and Harmony had picked up at IHOP, and they were sitting back, relaxing.  Out of politeness, since it was clear that Amy really wasn't comfortable with all of them being naked, everyone was decently dressed, which was different from the last 36 hours.  The conversation had been light, with a great deal of teasing between the girls, although he had been shocked at some of the things that came out of Cordy's mouth!  Xander wasn't sure if it was the influence of the Huntress, or if he had just never seen this side of the socialite before, but it was still surprising to discover what a raunchy sense of humor the girl had!  It was a pleasure to discover that she really didn't have many inhibitions at all, her objection to letting him have her ass didn't last long at all, especially since Willow had slipped a finger up her when 'making amends'.

It was during a break in the conversation that Xander cleared his throat, "Hey Cordy?" When she looked over, he said, "Can you email or call the guy you found as a possible trainer today?  I'd really like to get started as soon as possible, so our bodies don't lose the muscle memory."

Cordy nodded, reaching back and grabbing the folder from the cabinet behind her.  Gesturing for Amy to come closer, Cordelia said to her, "I've already gone over these trainers with the others, but since you're going to be part of the training, it's only right that you have a vote." Pulling out three sheets of paper, she continued, "These are the three that seem like the best for our needs, personally, I like this guy, says he retired Navy, and he's got experience with training small teams as well as individuals in fitness and hand to hand combat, the other two have similar backgrounds, but something about this John Kelly makes him stand out."

Amy looked over the three choices, an interested expression on her face, but then there was a flicker of something in her eyes, and she tapped Kelly's printout.  "Him!  I don't know why, unless it's something Raven left behind, but he's the one to train us."

Xander's eyebrows went up, that was interesting, if Amy could keep some of Raven's abilities it could really help the team they were forming.  He shook his head with a smile, if Jesse and Jono could see him now!  They always argued about what superheroes they would be when they were kids, and now he was forming his own group of Titans!   Looking around the table, he saw that none of the others had any objection, so he said, "Looks like we've got a possible winner.  Of course, if he's got a personality like Snyder, we can look at the others, but hopefully we can work with him."  Taking a drink of his juice, he continued, "I know that most of you are going to enjoy the next idea I have, because it involves the Sunnydale Mall, but we need to get some functional workout clothing, and I'd also like to get dedicated cell phones so all of us can keep in contact when we are working.   I'd love to be able to get a hold on the communications gear the Titans use, but since Lexcorp and Wayne Enterprises, not to mention STAR Labs are not exactly in the local area, we'll have to do what we can."

There was general laughter from the girls, and then they started discussing what shops they needed to hit to get the best gear, and Xander left them to it, he wasn't going to argue with Cordy or Buffy on shopping related issues.   He was the first to notice, though, when Amy sat up straight in her seat, and he was about to ask her what was wrong, when she shook her head and laughed, "Okay, that's strange!"  before standing and walking into the living room.  She ignored the questions he and the others asked, so they followed her, finding the girl standing in front of the large mirror hanging by the doorway.  Amy was gesturing, and saying something in a language he didn't recognize, although Willow's ears perked up.  

This went on for almost a minute, and then the mirror fogged, before clearing suddenly, and there was a collective gasp as Nightwing, Batgirl, Huntress, Starfire, Power Girl and Raven were looking back at them!

Raven was the first to speak, "It appears they see us, Nightwing, so, I'll leave you to your conversation.  I must talk with Amy now."   

The cloaked girl turned her head and looked directly at Amy, not saying anything, but Amy suddenly gave a sigh of relief and smiled, "Oh yes, please!  If you can help, that would be great!  Dealing with nightmares about my mother is bad enough without your father showing up too!"

Amy turned to them and said, "Raven is going to help me with my shields so I can deal with her memories, and we need a bit of quiet to do that, so I'm heading up to the bedroom.  I'll be down in a little while."

Xander smiled, "Take the time you need, I've read those issues of the Titans, and even as a fictional character he scared the crap out of me!"  He deliberately didn't use Trigon's name, on the off chance it would draw the bastards attention to this dimension.  There's no way he and the others were ready to take somebody like that on!

Turning back to the mirror, he grinned, "Good Morning, I take it you had some rather strange dreams the other night?"

Nightwing smiled grimly, "We did, and I'm glad to see that you are all together still, that makes things easier.   We were able to look in on you last night, but weren't able to make contact, not until Amy joined you.  Raven is the only one who currently has the abilities to reach your world.  But, we are in agreement that you could use our help in keeping the Hellmouth closed.   We can't provide you with technology, unfortunately, but if you agree, we can help you improve your skills in things like computer manipulation and using what you have left of any extra abilities for Harmony and Buffy."

Xander glanced around and saw nods and smiles from all of the girls, and he smiled, "I think I speak for all of us when I say 'yes, please!'  You've got experience in working as a team that we need to develop, and I'd appreciate some help with leadership, since the girls are looking at me as the leader of the team."   The girls all snorted at that, and, in the mirror, Helena and Barbara both smirked.

Nightwing grinned slightly, "Well, that's something we can work on, but I did want to let you know that there are couple of other magic users in Sunnydale.  I don't know their names, Fate didn't provide that information, but John Constantine and Zatanna were both in Sunnydale on Halloween night, and Constantine, at least, still has some of the memories. So keep your eyes open."

At that point, Amy and Raven both came back, and Amy said, "Raven's taught me how to make individual communication mirrors, so we can have private conversations with our counterparts."  Looking at the girls, "Do all of you have a compact mirror? Because we need something fairly small that we can carry easily.  Harmony, do you have any extras? I didn't exactly come prepared for a sleepover last night."

Harmony laughed and led the other four up the stairs to her bedroom, and the others moved away from the mirror, leaving just he and Nightwing.    When they were alone, Dick looked at him with a smile, "How in the hell did you get all of them in less than 24 hours?  It took me months before Barbara was open to the idea, and she's just as submissive as Willow!"

Xander shrugged, "Honestly? I thought it was your doing, that you'd left some extra confidence behind, but so far it's working.  I just have to make sure not to screw things up, especially since Amy isn't ready to be part of the relationship."

Dick nodded, "Raven's the same way, she's had to keep such tight control of her emotions that the idea of relaxing enough to enjoy a sexual relationship is almost impossible for her to contemplate.  Hopefully Amy will have an easier time of it, since she's getting the memories second hand."

Xander shook his head, "Unfortunately, Amy has her own monster parent memories to deal with ."  Giving a quick outline of the events of the previous year, and how Catherine Madison had taken over Amy's body for several months, he concluded, "So, while not the demonic evil that Raven grew up with, what Amy went through is bad enough.   I just hope that she and Raven, working together, can help each other."

Nightwing grimaced, "Damn! That poor girl.  But yeah, I get what you are saying.   Well, we've just got to do what we can.  Anyway, from what Raven was describing, all of us will be able to meet in what she called 'mirror space' a kind of mental construct where we can talk and train.  It's going to take some meditation to get to the point where we can reach the mirror space, so that's what I would recommend working on first.  The other members of the team are telling this to your ladies as well, and it should also help with the martial arts training you'll be getting."

The two of them continued talking for several minutes, until the girls came back, and he wondered just what Helena had to say that was making Cordy blush so brightly?

Sunnydale High School

Principle's Office

Sunday Afternoon

Romulus Snyder (although he did his best to keep the students from knowing his first name) paused at the door to his office, the cross held tightly in his hand.   He didn't think he had anything to worry about, since the sun was shining brightly and there were several windows covering his office, but why take the chance?  Heather taught all of them that over 20 years ago, and they hadn't forgotten her, or what had happened.  Glancing up, the security camera was facing away from his office, so he opened the door and slipped inside, a soft sigh of relief escaping when the door locked behind him.  He stood still in the doorway, his eyes scanning the room, and all of the statuettes and other 'knick knacks' were exactly where they were supposed to be, and he nodded to himself.   

Opening his carryall, he pulled out his Led Zeppelin disks, and loaded them into the portable stereo on his credenza.  He would probably shock the hell out of any students that discovered his music collection, but he wasn't even 40 for Gods sake!  Putting the disks on shuffle, he smiled when the pounding beat to Immigrant Song came through the speakers, and turned up the volume.  He did the same thing whenever he worked weekends, so that wouldn't cause any suspicion, and since he knew that the Mayor absolutely detested any music more modern that Tommy Dorsey and his Orchestra, it would probably give his putative boss a major headache.

Walking to his desk, he sat down, the pressure in his seat activating the tint in the windows, keeping the casual outside observer from seeing what he was working on.  It was something that he had installed in all the windows in the school when he took over for poor Bob Flutie.  He'd actually liked the man, but even if he'd hated him, that was a shitty way to die!  Torn apart and eaten by his own students.  He gave a bitter smile, if he was ever discovered, his death would be even worse, but it was a risk they all swore to take, the day of Heather's funeral, when they were no older than Harris and Rosenberg themselves.   

He slipped the key into his desk, and gave it the three separate twists to unlock the extra security and pulled open the lower drawer, lifting out the softly glowing folder laying in the bottom.   He grinned in anticipation to reading about the aftermath of the Halloween incident.  That idiot Rayne had no idea he'd been manipulated into stocking the costumes the way he had, which was good, because he never questioned why the contract insisted on no villain costumes being effected.    The Mayor may believe it was to ensure that most of next year's senior class survived to graduation, and that was part of it, but only a part!

Opening the folder, he scanned the first pages idly, nothing interesting going on, the librarian was alone, humming and singing to himself.  But then Summers and her group came in, and Miss Kendall was with them?  Interesting, very interesting.  The girl had more depth than he suspected, but then, Cordelia had surprised him by getting involved as well.  Charles had been proud as hell of his spoiled daughter when he'd found out.  Of course, he had to play the role of clueless adult, but they were all looking forward to the day they could move openly.   Snyder's eyebrows rose at the conversation between Harris, Rosenberg and Kendall, so Harris had finally wised up?  That wasn't a real surprise, he'd been expecting that for months, but that Kendall and Summers had joined them?  That was unexpected, and he felt a twinge of sorrow that things had gone so bad for Tony and Jessica, because the two of them would probably find it hilarious that their son was following in their footsteps.   He really needed to talk to the others about finding a way to bring the two of them in from the cold, they had been great once, and could be again, if only they could get through to them.

Ah, there was Cordelia.   She was affected as well, but that was expected.   He nodded in satisfaction that she had taken the initiative to find some training for all of them.  He'd itched to find a way to suggest it, but there was no way he could do it, not and keep his cover.   The conversation at that point got a bit more sexual than he really needed to know about, although the nature of the Harris/Rosenberg relationship made him smirk slightly.  The girl did need boundaries established, and if Harris was anything like his father, he would be able to provide them quite nicely.

Moving to the next page, Summers was giving a fairly succinct summary of the events of the prior night to the librarian, although knowing that Spike and Drusilla had been among the demons destroyed would be worth raising a glass for later.  But then they were interrupted, and by Joyce Summers of all people!  He had to stop himself from standing and giving a yell of joy as she tore into the librarian about the Cruciamentum!   He read the rest of the conversation in fascination, a wide smile on his face as she told him exactly what she had done, and what was going to happen if she were killed.  Damn! It was good to see the woman pull her head out of bottles of wine for a change, they would have to find a way to approach her discretely.  That would be Charles' pigeon, he had the money to easily afford anything Joyce had in her gallery.

The rest of the conversations weren't that interesting, although he did give Joyce a mental tip of the hat when the librarian reached for his phone, to call his superiors in the fucking Watchers Council no doubt, and discovered the phone was disabled.   He would need to pay particular attention to the man, it would be nice if he were salvageable, unlike Heather's watcher.  The man was actually one of the best librarians around, and it would be an annoyance if they had to feed him to a vampire the way they did with Heather's Watcher.

Removing the pages from the folder, he made sure that there was still enough to capture any other conversations that might occur before tomorrow morning.  Replacing the folder, he locked the desk and slipped the pages into the hidden pocket of his jacket, before reaching into his in basket and pulling out the work his secretary had left for him.   

It took him a couple of hours, but eventually he cleared his basket, although it would have possibly gone faster if he hadn't been distracted with memories of he and the others and the times they had with Heather, dead on her 18th birthday, damn it!

Sunnydale Mall

Food Court

Sunday Afternoon

Jonathon Levinson, Jono to his friends, and more recently known as John Constantine, carried the tray of food to the table where his girlfriend of the last 36 hours was sitting.  He was still having a hard time believing that he'd actually turned into John Constantine on Halloween, but it had happened, he was still wearing the overcoat! It was an even bigger shock that, when the sun came up, that the girl he was happily snogging was a girl he'd had a crush on for the last several months, and Aura was more than happy to keep making out with him even after the spell broke and she wasn't Zatanna any longer.  The two of them had spent most of the morning, after calling their parents to let them know they were okay after the madness of the night before, just walking around talking.  Of course, they did find a few secluded areas to make out in, and at one point she even let him put his hands on her breasts, so it was already the best day ever!  The only bad part, well not bad, just time consuming, was finding a way to get the taste of cigarettes out of his mouth.  Took nearly a tube of toothpaste and bottle of mouthwash, but at last his mouth felt normal again.

It had been strange, to put it mildly when, just as the two of them had been sitting down to dinner, fortunately alone, that an image of Doctor Fate's gold helmet showed up floating in the middle of table, telling him he had to call Miss Calendar and pass on a message.   Fortunately the phone number was provided along with the message, because he had no idea how to contact her, and she had an unlisted number.   

It was the appearance of Doctor Fate that made the two of them realize that the strangeness wasn't over, and Aura tried one of Zatanna's backwards spells.  It wasn't anything too crazy, just pointing at the refrigerator door and saying "Nepo!"  But the damned door opened right away.  He was wracking his brain trying to come up with a spell he could try but making a hash of it, because all the spells Constantine knew were either heavy duty combat, or ones that would get him slapped, if not worse, if he used them.  He didn't think that Aura would appreciate him using the spell to unhook a girl's bra under her clothing, at least not so soon.    When he said that to Aura, she just laughed, but then got a wicked look on her face and put her hands on his crotch!  It shocked the hell out of him, but he wasn't going to complain, especially when she murmured "Piznu" and the zipper of his pants started coming down.

The rest of the evening was extremely enjoyable, especially since he'd been a virgin when he woke up that morning, and so had she.  But fortunately, John did know contraceptive spells and they worked.    It took them a few tries to really figure things out, but by the time they fell asleep in each other's arms, neither of them had any regrets at all.   It had been a little embarrassing when Aura's mom found the two of them the next morning, but she seemed to take it in stride, just taking Aura aside to make sure she had been willing, and they used protection.  Once she was satisfied that the answers were yes, Mrs Adona just went down and started breakfast for the three of them.  After they had eaten, Aura had driven the two of them over to be properly introduced to his parents as well, and that went better than expected.   He ended up leaving her chatting with his parents while he went and took a shower and changed into clean clothing.  The embarrassing part was when his father had handed him a strip of condoms and told him to make sure he used them every time!  It was a relief to get back to Aura, even though she said that she wanted to head to the Mall and grab a few things, and then the two of them were planning to catch a movie.   The two of them shared a grin when he said they were going to see 'Practical Magic' although his parents had no idea what they found funny, which made it even funnier!  Unfortunately, their amusement at his parents confusion ended up being funnier than the movie itself, but they still enjoyed being together.

It was while they were eating that Jonathon happened to look up, and saw some familiar faces at the entrance to the Food Court.  Seeing Xander with Willow and Buffy wasn't a big surprise, but that Cordelia, Harmony and Amy was very different.   He got Aura's attention, since her back was to the group, and she was just as surprised as he was.   He said, "Want me to call them over? If Cordelia and Harmony are going to be snarky about us dating, we'll at least be prepared for it tomorrow morning."

Aura grinned, "They really aren't that bad, and if they try to say anything, I'll just tell them that after you drove me out of my mind with pleasure I decided to make a project out of you.  It's bullshit of course, and they'll both know it, but it gives them a way to save face.  Although, considering the way they are laughing with Xander and the others, I have a feeling that something interesting happened with them on Halloween too."

He shrugged, "You know the two of them better than I do, so I'll take your word for it.  As long as you're happy to be dating me, I don't care what anybody else thinks!"   She gave him a smile and nodded, so he stood up from his chair and waved, getting their attention.  The group wandered over and said hello, excepting the invitation to join them, although the girls were grinning widely when they noticed he and Aura were holding hands.   Xander and the others headed off to get some food, but Amy had hesitated, looking at the two of them for a long moment before asking Xander to pick up a couple of slices of pepperoni pizza and a Pepsi, she needed to talk to Jonathon and Aura.  Xander had given the girl a searching look, before smiling and nodding.   

When the three of them were alone Amy looked at them seriously and said, "Who did the two of you dress as Friday night?"

Greyhound Bus Terminal

Mobile, Alabama

Monday, November 3rd, 1998

3:25 pm

Tara slouched low in the seat as she waited for the bus to start, she didn't think that Daddy or Donnie would find her, but she didn't want to take the chance.   She had just picked this bus at random, she would switch to one that headed west once she was far enough away.  She'd been planning on leaving ever since Momma died, but hesitated, since she didn't know where she would go.  It wasn't until she started having the dreams on Friday night, where she was a girl they called Terra, and she and her friends had been fighting this horrible demon, and then she and her friends, even though she didn't know who they were, were sitting around a campfire on a beach, laughing and singing and having fun.   She kept seeing signs that said 'Sunnydale, California' and when she woke up, she knew, deep in her soul, that was where she needed to go.  The dreams the last two nights had just confirmed her decision, although they were very disturbing in their own way.  She had been naked with four other girls, and a man!  They had all been kissing and touching her, loving her, and she was touching and loving them back, and it was scary and beautiful at the same time, and she could feel her Momma and her Goddess watching over them and smiling..  

She had packed up the things she couldn't leave behind and put them in her backpack, although she had used a spell Momma had taught her to make it a lot bigger inside, but still weigh the same.   She had gotten to school early that morning, and talked to the Principle.  Mrs Jarvis understood how things were since Momma died, and helped her get her transcripts and other paperwork together.  It helped that Tara had just turned 18, so she could legally leave school, but Mrs Jarvis had told her that she would have helped Tara get away even if she was younger.  The older woman had told her that she had been sexually abused by her father when she was younger, and would do whatever she could to help other girls avoid having that happen to them.  Tara had managed to reassure the woman that nothing like had happened, but Mrs Jarvis just muttered, 'yet' and continued filling out the paperwork to help Tara enroll at her next school.    

Once the paperwork was finished, Mrs Jarvis actually drove her the two hours into Mobile to the bus station and made sure Tara had enough money to last her.   Tara nodded, Momma had managed to put away a lot of cash where nobody could find it, and told her where it was right before she died.   It was almost two thousand dollars, which, if she was careful, would last for a while.   The older woman had written down her home and cell phone numbers, and said, if Tara ever needed help, to call her, she would do whatever it took to help her.  Tara had almost cried at the woman's kindness, but settled for a hug as she got out of the car.   

Hurrying into the terminal, she checked the departures, and the next bus leaving was to Atlanta, and she bought a ticket for the trip. She could get another ticket to California when she got to Georgia. She had to hurry, but she got to her seat before the doors closed and sat down.  She didn't relax until the bus pulled out of the terminal and headed for the highway.  She was free at last, and couldn't wait to find out what was waiting for her in California!

End Chapter Five