Brave And The Bold - Sunnydale Chapter Three

STORY TITLE: Brave and the Bold - Sunnydale

PART: 03 of ??  

AUTHOR: Red Jacobson (redjacobsonfiction@gmail.com)

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

DISCLAIMER: None of the Characters You Recognize belong to me, they all belong to JK Rowling and her publishers. 

SUMMARY: After Halloween, Sunnydale has five 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

RATING: NC-17

WORD COUNT: <4,810> 

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

Saturday, November 1st, 1997

1630 Revello Drive

Earlier that Morning

Joyce watched Buffy and Harmony leave, a bemused smile on her face.   That had been a conversation she really had never anticipated having with her daughter.  Not so much that Buffy was bisexual, she'd spent enough time with Kate and the other women in Los Angeles when Hank was being an ass to let that bother her.  Not to mention the occasional afternoons with Pat and her toy collection.   

No, it was the existence of vampires, and the fact that Buffy had actually been telling the truth about what happened at her previous school was the part that she hadn't wanted to accept.  But when Emma Peel had seen the five of them fighting and destroying vampires, and remembered who she had seen when the spell had broken, meant that her world was turned upside down!

Fortunately, she was able to think while her hands were busy making breakfast for the three of them, and Joyce had to smile at the conversation between the two girls, although she really didn't need to listen to their speculation about exactly what Xander and Willow were doing.  Not to mention Harmony's enthusiastic description of Kori's memories of what the two of them, and somebody named Helena enjoyed in the bedroom.    She especially didn't need to hear about how Nightwing had all three of the girls over his lap for a bare bottom spanking!  She was only human, and she had needs too damn it! 

It was during the conversation when Buffy casually identified Rupert Giles as her 'Watcher' that something clicked in her memory.   A set of books from the early 1900s that had been included in a recent shipment that she'd received for the shop.   They weren't something that she would display in the Gallery, but they had been included in the auction lot, so she had picked them up anyway.   The books had been something called 'Watchers Diaries' and apparently they'd been found in the basement of a house outside Providence, Rhode Island when the house had been scheduled for demolition.   She thought it was possible that it was just a coincidence, but her memories of Emma Peel's training made her suspicious of coincidence. 

Once the girls were out of sight, she changed into some jeans and a sweatshirt and grabbed the keys to her shops' storage unit.    Locking the house behind her, Joyce was soon heading into the downtown area, and noticing, with her new knowledge, just how many missing persons signs were posted on the various lampposts and store windows.   She shook her head, how could something like this keep going on, didn't the Mayor or the police realize what was going on?

She paused as a thought hit her, remembering the few times she'd seen the Mayor at Chamber of Commerce meetings.  She'd thought it was amusing that he was the son and grandson of the previous mayors of the town, but thinking about it, the three men had looked far too similar to just be related.   That was something else to look into after she found those damned diaries! 

Two hours later, she finally calmed down into icy cold anger.   Packing up the books, there was no way that anybody was going to get their hands on them, she loaded the box into the back of her jeep and was heading home.  She was already making plans to deal with these so-called 'Watchers'   But first, she was going to take a long hot shower and clean off the dust and cobwebs from her search.   And then, she and Mister Giles were going to have a very pointed conversation, that only one of them was likely to enjoy.   It was a good thing that she seemed to have retained Emma's skills with hand to hand combat, and a couple of rolls of quarters in a stocking would do very well to get the man's attention! 

Sunnydale High School 

Library

Earlier

Buffy was explaining, again, the events of the night before, and how Harmony had retained her memories of what was going on, making her want to help out.  She was honestly getting a bit irritated at Giles' stubborn insistence that she stop bringing outsiders into her 'sacred calling' seeming to forget that if it hadn't been for 'outsiders' like Xander and Willow, and even Cordelia, the world would have ended the night the Master escaped from his prison!

She had taken a deep breath and was about to point that out to him when there was a sharp knock on the office door.   Giles actually seemed relieved at the interruption and got up to answer it.  Buffy turned to look, curious to see who it was when her mom hauled off and decked Giles!   She was about to stand when she caught a look at her mom's face and froze.  She'd only seen that look on her mom's face once in her life, and never wanted to see it directed at her again! 

But when her mom started talking about something called the Cruciamentum, and the way Giles reacted, she really started to get worried.   Whatever this Cruciamentum thing was, her mom was definitely not even close to happy about it!

Twenty minutes later, Buffy was even angrier than her mother, learning what was supposed to happen on her 18th Birthday, and what had happened to every Slayer that had survived that long for thousands of years?  She felt like she had every right to be angry, and was only stopping herself from tearing Giles apart by the fact that her mom had the situation under control.

Needing to get herself under control, she got out of the chair and slipped out of the office.  Heading into the Library proper, she was surprised to see that it was deserted, and wondered where Xander, Willow, and Harmony had gotten off to?   But then she heard from the stacks overhead the sound of  Harmony moaning softly, and Xander's voice telling whoever it was to keep sucking, her anger faded away and she started moving toward the stairs, a wicked grin on her face.  If her lovers were getting naughty, she wanted to have some fun too!

Walking as quietly as she could, Buffy followed the sound to the far row of stacks and peered around the edge of the shelves.   She grinned in delight at what she saw.   Harmony was leaning against the back wall, her skirt on the floor as a naked Willow was kneeling in front of her, although Buffy had to bite her lip seeing that Willow's hands were tied behind her back, and also her butt was suspiciously red.   Right next to them, Xander was enjoying the attention of Cordelia, who was just as naked, and her butt also showed the signs of a recent spanking!    What had she missed while her mom was ripping Giles apart? 

Stepping around the shelf, Buffy saw Xander and Harmony's eyes both open, and Harmony gave her a happy grin before she moaned again as Willow's tongue must have hit a sweet spot. Xander just grinned and said, "Hey Buff, glad you could make it.   Take off your clothes and join the party.  I'm sure Cordy will be done soon and can give you some attention." 

Buffy smirked at the outraged sound that came out of Cordy's mouth, but since she had a mouth full of Xander's cock, as well as a well-spanked ass, she didn't think the socialite would object to doing what he told her.   Stripping out of her clothes, she walked between the two kneeling girls and gave Harmony a kiss, which the blonde happily returned, squeaking when Buffy reached up to give her tits a quick grope before she turned to Xander and found herself being kissed quite forcefully! 

'Damn that man can kiss!   Even if Angel weren't a vampire, there's no way he could compete with that!  Not to mention the fact that Xander drove her out of her mind with pleasure earlier!   She had been so turned on she would have gone and brought her mother to join them if he'd told her to!  So what if she'd been against the idea earlier?  Orgasms that good deserved to be rewarded, and she certainly hadn't regretted letting him take her ass.

Buffy watched with interest as Cordelia sucked Xander, she had to admit that the girl did seem to have some skills, and she couldn't fault the girl's enthusiasm, but Buffy was sure she could do a better job. It might be interesting to have a little contest sometime, and Xander wasn't likely to complain.   Leaning back, she said, "Okay, I get that Willow did something to earn the spanking, naughty little girl that she is, but why is Cordy's ass red?  Not that it's a bad color for her, I'm just sorry I missed seeing it." 

Xander gave a throaty chuckle, "Well, while you were busy with Giles, I had Willow apologizing for a nasty trick she pulled on Harmony and Cordy last year.  I gave the two of them the choice of giving Willow a spanking or having Willow use her mouth to make amends.   Harmony chose to have Willow lick her again, but then, she knows how good my little pet is, but Cordelia had to be difficult and wanted both.   It took some negotiation, especially since Cordy wasn't willing to let me have her ass, but we came to an agreement.  Part of it was a bare bottom spanking for being such a bitch to us over the years, and well, I think you can figure out the rest." 

Buffy snickered, “Well, since Willow, Harmony and I are all willing to let you have our asses whenever and wherever you want, I don't think you'll be too deprived.” 

Harmony laughed, “Oh yeah, he was the first one to actually make sure I enjoyed it, and that means a lot!”

Buffy and Xander shared a look, and Buffy said, “You aren't going to have to put up with that anymore, Harmony, you're with us, and if any of the jocks try to pressure you, or one of your father's so-called friends, let us know, we've got you!”

Harmony looked at Buffy in surprise, a wide smile on her face, even more, when Willow and Cordelia chimed in with agreeing noises.  "Thanks, I mean, well, thanks doesn't cover it, but I can't think of anything better right now. Oh! Yes, Willow, yes!  That's it!" she said, before falling back against the wall making incomprehensible noises. 

Buffy almost laughed at the very familiar expression on Harmony's face, an expression that showed she was clearly enjoying an amazing orgasm.  She'd seen the same expression on both Harmony and Willow's faces several times already today, many of those times courtesy of her own tongue.

Then Xander grunted and she turned to look and saw Cordelia's cheeks puff out before she started swallowing as fast as she could, her hand busy between her legs as she fingered herself.  Buffy was kind of surprised that Cordelia would be willing to swallow, she seemed like the type to take a load on her tits instead of her mouth.  But then, Xander probably didn't give her a choice, considering that he had managed to give the girl a spanking.  Buffy would also be willing to bet that Cordelia would find herself willingly bending over and spreading her ass for him before too much time had passed.   She may have been strong-willed, but Xander was the Alpha of the group, and it wouldn't even be a contest! 

When Cordelia finished swallowing, she didn't even hesitate, just shifted over so she was between Buffy's legs, and soon Buffy wasn't caring about analyzing the girl's behavior anymore, she just wanted to make sure that the girl didn't stop licking her! 

Meanwhile

Giles was sprawled in his chair, groaning as he held the ice-pack against his throbbing knee.  Joyce was leaning on the edge of the desk, the weighted nylon hanging from her hand.  “Now, Mister Giles, I want you to keep something in mind, if, when Buffy approaches her 18th Birthday, you even think about participating in this abomination, you'll find that I still have Emma Peel's skill with firearms, and my father is a retired marine who has the contacts to get me any sort of ordinance I may require.  Do you really want to try my patience?”

The man managed to shake his head, and Joyce nodded, before continuing in the same tone,   “And it may come as a surprise to you, but John Steed and quite a few others were actually real people.  The names were changed and some of the events were fictionalized, but I still know how to reach them, and the codes necessary to get them to believe me, and to act on the information I'll be providing them.   Do you really think Her Majesties government will countenance the deliberate murder of all of these girls?”

In a more quiet voice, she said, “If I were you, Mister Giles, I'd suggest finding a way to sever your connection with the Watcher's Council, I don't think they will be operating very much longer.”

Giles managed to force himself to sit up, "But! But you can't!  The Watcher's are the only bulwark against the forces of darkness, otherwise, we would be overrun the first time some would be demon lord managed to open one of the hellmouths!  You would condemn the entire human race in a fit of pique over something that hasn't even happened yet?" 

Joyce froze, standing up and leaning over him.  “First of all, Bollocks! The Hellsing Organization is far more effective in fighting the darkness, and they use adult volunteers, not teenage girls who aren't given a choice other than to fight until they die!  And, there are literally dozens of other organizations all over the world that are fighting the darkness, so don't give me that, to use your term, 'pile of shite'!”

She glared at him, "And second, you call this a 'fit of pique'  I call it vengeance for Samantha Kane, Erin Randell, Elizabeth Weston, Catherine Hogarth, Lucy Hanover and all the other girls killed in the fight, given no support and tossed away in futile battle like so much cannon fodder!  So don't give me that 'fit of pique'!   You're fortunate that Buffy and the other children are fond of you, otherwise, they'd never find your body." 

Turning away, she smiled sweetly, “Oh, and Rupert?  If you think contacting your superiors will do any good, I really wouldn't.  I've already set up multiple copies of the information on the Watchers and what I've discovered to be sent to agencies in the different governments around the world if I were to die or disappear mysteriously.”

Closing the door behind her, she wondered how long it would take for him to discover that she'd disabled the phone in his office?  It might not be a bad idea to contact Dad and 'Lene about getting some pistol and rifle practice.  Giles was scared now, but that didn't mean he would stay scared,

Looking around the library, she didn't see any sign of Buffy or the others, and shrugged, she would catch up with them later.  It was as she was heading toward the door that a girl's voice crying out caught her attention.  'That sounds like Buffy!' she thought as she tightened her grip on the makeshift cosh, heading toward the stairs.  It wasn't until she reached the top of the steps that she realized exactly what she was hearing.  Blushing, she turned around and headed out of the library, she may be willing to accept that her daughter is having sex, but she didn't want to see it!

She was almost home when she realized that she hadn't told Giles about the Mayor, but he probably wasn't in the mood to listen at the moment anyway.   She could tell Buffy when she got home that night, or else call her if she decided to spend the night with Harmony and the others.   A part of her almost wished that Buffy would stay with her friends that night because she felt the need to give Pat a call, and tell her to bring her paddle! 

Rupert Giles Apartment

Later that Night

Giles sat at his dining table, the bottle of whiskey sitting in front of him, a half-full glass sitting beside it.   On the newspaper spread across the table, the disassembled  Webley revolver taking up much of the surface, the cleaning kit taking care of the rest.  He lifted the glass to his lips, taking a sip before putting it back down slowly, and picking up the stiff bristled brush and the barrel of the revolver.   He tried not to think about what he was doing, that he was actually contemplating murder.  For the crime of objecting to the way the Council treated it Slayers, and not wanting her daughter to suffer the same fate.    

He truly didn't want to even think about doing what he was doing.  He actually felt just as much horror and disgust at what he had learned that day as Mrs. Summers did, but, his duty was clear.  Human emotions could not be allowed to interfere with the mission of the Council.   The human race's survival was what was important, individual humans were expendable.    

He snorted, wasn't that a load of sanctimonious bollocks?  In a way, he was grateful that Mrs. Summers had disabled his phone, it stopped him from automatically contacting his superiors, and to start thinking again.   His duty was clear, but so was his duty to his Slayer.  Which was to take precedence? That was the question that he needed to resolve.  If he chose his duty to the Council, then his path was clear, no matter how distasteful.  If, however, he chose his Slayer, then he had an even harder decision to make because the Council would be able to apply sufficient pressure that, no matter how he resisted, he was sure to break, and that was unacceptable! 

Taking another drink, he finished cleaning and assembling the revolver, loading it with the bullets that he had kept carefully packed away.   It was as he snapped the gun closed that he realized he had reached a decision, and, with a silent prayer that Buffy would forgive him, he raised the barrel of the gun to his mouth, his finger tightening on the trigger.

BAM! BAM! BAM!   He dropped the gun on the table in shock, his finger sliding off the trigger as the door to his apartment burst open.   He stared in disbelief as Jenny Calender stood in the doorway, her eyes locking on the gun in front of him as she raced toward him.  “God Damn it English, what the hell have you gotten mixed up in that I just got a call from John Bloody Constantine, a fucking fictional character, and told to get my arse over here to stop you from making a horrible mistake?”

Shady Crest Cemetery

9:30 that night 

Buffy was bored, that was the only way she could describe it.   There was only one possible rising, and he was taking his own sweet time, and even more annoying, Angel was late.   She really wanted to talk to him so they could make a clean break, but he was nowhere to be found, the jerk!

She tapped her foot impatiently, waiting for Warren Mears to dig his way out of the dirt, when she felt a twinge in her senses, a vampire was coming toward her from the left.  Sliding off the gravestone, she gripped the stake firmly, only to see who was approaching, it was Angel, finally!

Standing, she gave him a nod when he stepped into the clearing, moving back when he tried to embrace her.  He looked at her in confusion, but she said, “Stop Angel, I really need to talk to you for a few minutes, okay?”

He nodded, a frown on his face, because vampire or not, when a girl says that you need to talk, it's never good news.    She told him, briefly what had happened the night before, and how she had been turned into Power Girl.  How she had been fundamentally changed, that she had become so connected to the sun, and even the memories of the worship of Rao, that she found it impossible to even contemplate a relationship with him.  

Angel obviously wasn't happy about what she was saying, but, to his credit, he didn't try to argue, just waited until Warren made his appearance and fell to dust, before turning and walking away, muttering about needing a drink.

Buffy gave him a sad smile as she watched him walking away, but then she brightened, Xander and the others were waiting for her at Harmony's, and she'd already called her mom to let her know that she was staying over.  And did her mom actually seem pleased that she wouldn't be home?  What was that all about?

Kendall Residence

It didn't matter, her loves were waiting for her, and time was wasting!    Breaking into a fast jog, she made it to the Kendall's in less than twenty minutes.  Using the key Harmony had given her, she let herself into the house and saw the note with her name on it sitting on the hall table.  Reading quickly, she grinned and, closing and locking the door behind her, she slipped out of her running shoes and unzipped her skirt, pushing it down around her hips, taking her panties with them.  Pulling the t-shirt over her head, she tossed her bra on the pile and hurried toward the open door leading to the basement.

She could hear the pleased moans of Willow, and Harmony crying out as the sound of flesh hitting flesh came up the stairs toward her.    Walking down the steps, the first thing she saw was Harmony on her hands and knees on the carpet, Xander behind her, pounding into her doggie style, his hand beating a tattoo on Harmony's ass as he fucked her.   

She grinned as Xander waved to her, and gestured for her to join them.  Reaching the bottom of the steps, she snorted a laugh as she saw Willow sitting on the couch, Cordelia kneeling between her legs, her mouth busy.  But what made Buffy laugh was the obvious sign that Cordelia had recently experienced something in her ass.   It took less time than she expected for Queen C to join the Anal Adventures club, as Harmony dubbed them, then.   

Moving in front of Harmony, Buffy lay down on the carpet, her legs spread invitingly.  Harmony grinned, “Buffy, good to see you, and you brought my favorite treat!”   Lowering her face, the blonde was soon licking eagerly, and Buffy relaxed and enjoyed the sensations, the tension of earlier fading away.

Once she had enjoyed her first orgasm, she shifted around so that her face was between Harmony's legs, and Buffy looked up in fascination as she watched Xander stroking into the other girl.  Lifting her head, she licked Harmony and ran her tongue along Xander's shaft at the same time, making both of them groan in pleasure.

She kept licking the two of them, the mixed tastes tingling on her tongue, when Xander decided to change things up a little, and pulled all the way out of Harmony's pussy and slid his cock right into her open mouth.  Buffy blinked in surprise before closing her lips around him and sucking quickly.  He pumped a couple of times into her mouth before pulling out and sliding back into Harmony, making the blonde cry out into Buffy's pussy.

The three of them moved together for an unknown amount of time before Buffy felt her climax rapidly approaching.  Wanting to give her partners just as much pleasure, she started licking Harmony faster, before tilting her head and taking Xander's balls in her mouth.   It was Xander who broke first, shoving forward and burying himself in Harmony, groaning loudly as he came, which set Harmony off, her cries finally pushing Buffy over the edge! 

Xander pulled out, and Harmony rolled over, the three of them laying on the carpet, panting as they recovered.  It was then that Buffy heard Willow crying out, and managed to turn her head to see what was going on?

She snorted in amusement, Willow was draped over Cordy's lap, her hand busy between her legs as Cordy's hand came down on Willow's butt, each blow making the flesh jiggle and Willow squeal happily.   Buffy idly wondered how much of her behavior was Willow's natural personality, or if Barbara was influencing her?  Either way, it didn't seem her friend was complaining at all, so it didn't matter, besides, she wouldn't object if Xander or Cordy wanted to have her over their lap either.   Laying her head down, the long night and day finally caught up to her and she fell into a doze. 

Elsewhere

Titan's Tower

An Island off of Manhattan

Dick Grayson shook his head, staring at the scrying pool that Raven had managed to create.  Barbara, Helena, Kori, and Karen sitting around watching, a mixture of amusement and excitement on their faces.    

He tore his eyes away from the orgy that was taking place and said, “Okay, that confirms it wasn't just an extremely bizarre dream we all shared.  We really did possess the bodies of the five of them last night. The question is, what do we do now?  It's obvious, since Fate was able to get Constantine to contact the gypsy, that we can communicate with them.  But, do we leave them on their own?  They are already, when they keep their clothing on, making arrangements to get training.  Is there anything we can offer them that they can't get for themselves?”

Barbara looked at her counterpart thoughtfully, "I think Willow could use my help developing her hacking skills.  She's not bad but is still making mistakes that could end up putting her on the radar of some really nasty people.  I can help her avoid that." 

Karen agreed, “None of them are used to using their skills in a team setting, Xander and Willow are the only two that have spent any time patrolling with Buffy, and they still tend to depend on her to get them out of trouble.   We can teach them to stay out of trouble, or if necessary, to get themselves out without depending on the Tank.”

Kori nodded but didn't say anything, while Helena shifted in her seat, "We don't really need the debate, Dick, we know we're all in favor of helping them.  And based on what we've seen, they can use all the help that we can give them.   They've been getting by so far, but they need a lot more support.   Hopefully, the Watcher, if he manages to get his head out of his ass, will be more useful in the future, but I wouldn't count on it." 

Helena paused, “You know, it might not be a bad idea to talk to Renee about helping Joyce out.  If there's anything the Question doesn't know about intelligence gathering, I'd be surprised.  Besides, I get that feeling that Joyce just might be her type.”   She snorted, “Hell, she's definitely my type, did you get a look at that rack on the woman?”

The others laughed, and Dick stood up, closing the cover over the viewing pool.  “Helena, you aren't fooling anyone, we're your type, and you know it!  So, why are you still dressed, you aren't going to get what you want wearing those pants!”

Helena stood, stripping off her shirt, “About damn time, I thought we'd never get this party started!”

The others were standing and stripping off their clothes, and Karen said, "At least I wasn't busy this time!" 

They were soon too busy for conversation, but Janus and Aphrodite, who were watching both groups were laughing uproariously at the various apple carts that were being upset all through the multiverse.

End Chapter Three