FIC: Stormchaser (9/?)

["M.L. Tankesly" <Shadowlander1@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx>]

Title: Stormchaser (9/?)
Author: Shadowlander
Email: Shadowlander1@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx - or - Tankesly@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Rating: PG-17
Disclaimer: I still don't own any of the characters associated with
Buffy
the Vampire Slayer. No copyright infringement is intended.
Pairing: Buffy/Willow
Spoilers: None that I'm aware of.
Achieve: The usual places and anywhere else that wants it - just ask.
Notes: I hadn't planned on updating Stormchaser until I got the other
two
stories updated first. However, a few Xena fans out there, and you know
who
you are, started to play dirty pool and posted a certain false update.
{Which I loved, but don't tell Rod - it may give him ideas! Laugh} This
is
for Alnisa, who I think wants to see more kitty-Willow, although I could
be
wrong. :)

STORMCHASER (9/?)

Buffy had the wind knocked out of her as she slammed into the cat,
sending
them both crashing to the ground. Scrambling to her feet, she watched
Angelus's retreating form with a curse, still trying to regain her
breath,
only to be tackled by a rather frisky mountain lion.

The cat purred happily, the missed kill momentarily forgotten, as it
pounced
on its life-mate. Granted to would have been even better if they had
gotten
to kill the leech together, shared its stolen blood, but no matter there

were always other hunts they could go on. Right now there were other
things
they could be doing together, things that didn't include unwanted
interruptions by the hated leeches. With that thought, Willow begins to

change shapes once more, returning to her human form.

Buffy looked up into the furry face looming over her in disbelief as it
shifted before her very eyes becoming human within seconds. One minute
she
was staring into the eyes of a wild cat, its emerald eyes shining, the
next
those same eyes were more human, filled with mischief and yet still held
a
bit of that wildness.

"I'm keeping you this time." Willow said softly her eyes laughing at
Buffy's expression. "I caught you twice now." She purred happily, that

little voice belonging to her cat warming to the idea. This was her
life-mate, it was only proper that they should be together, to hunt and
prowl the night for the hated leeches that roamed the town.

The Slayer regarded her captor for a brief moment, wondering at the
rather
odd comments before her own little voice spoke up. 'Ah to hell with it,'
she
thought before raising her head and capturing Willow's lips with her
own.

"Wouldn't you two be more comfortable in a bed?" An amused voice
question
brought the two back to reality.

"Huh?" Buffy questioned tearing her lips away from Willow's to look to
her
left as the redhead issued a warning hiss at the interloper. Leaning
against a tree was a young woman dressed in dark clothing looking rather

bored with the world. Or at least with the early morning graveyard
activities of Sunnydale anyway.

"I love you too yarn-chaser!" the mysterious woman laughed smirking at
the
two. "Now introduce me to your funny smelling friend."

"Again with the funny smelling remarks," Buffy grumbled climbing to her

feet. "Just how do I smell funny? And what is it with all the smelling

anyway?"

"Full of questions isn't she?" The woman commented more to herself then
to
either of the tow teenagers.

"What are you doing here, Dysis?" Willow questioned cocking her head to
one
side in confusion. This was the last place she had expected to see the
older woman in more way then one.

"What? I can't come and see my favourite Brahan?" The woman asked
stepping
away from the tree.

"Not if it means coming anywhere near California," Willow retorted
crossing
her arms over her chest.

"So I don't like earthquakes," came the playful reply.

"Excuse me!" Buffy spoke up interrupting whatever Willow was about to
say.
Once getting the strange woman's attention. "Who are you?" The Slayer
questioned determined to get to the bottom of the mystery that seemed to

center itself on Willow. She hated being out of control of a situation
and
lately that was a feeling she'd had to become used to. It was an
unwanted
feeling, one that had first reared its ugly head shortly after Angelus
had
began his latest offensive against her. And she wasn't even going into
those dreams she's been having. It was beginning to wear on the young
Slayer, causing her to make stupid mistakes. So far she'd been lucky and

none of her enemies had been able to capitalize on them. She knew it,
Giles
knew it, and, hell, Angelus probably knew it! No it was time to stop
making
mistakes and start thinking smart and she was going to start by finding
out
a lot more about Willow and her unique abilities.

"Forgive me, I am Dysis." The woman said with a formal bow. "A
friend. I
think you've already met Willow here." She added with a playful smirk,
shooting the redhead a chock grin at Willow's low growl. "She's not
usually
like this you know. You seem to bring out the beast in her," she
continued
conversationally, winking at Buffy over Willow's outraged expression.

"Don't you have some man to mug or something?" Willow questioned with a

growl taking a mincing step toward the other woman.

"No," Dysis deadpanned with an arched eyebrow. "But if you like I can
go
and kidnap a few and sell them to my sisters. They always like new
blood."

"Huh??"

"Don't encourage her, please," Willow cut in admitting defeat.
Sometimes
she really didn't understand Dysis, her thoughts were just so odd even
to
her. "Why are you here?" She asked again, running a hand through her
shoulder length hair.

"You two need my help," Dysis replied seriously. "Come on, I'll feed
the
two of you and answer all your questions," she offered, briefly
wondering
how the two would take to what she had to say. It was bad enough that
Buffy
had the whole Slayer destiny thrust upon her without her consent. Now
she
was about to find out that everything she thought she knew about herself
was
wrong and the truth was something far more deadly. 'You own me big time

Ares.' Dysis thought as she led the two out of the graveyard and into
their
future.

End Part 9

The name Dysis is from Greek mythology. She was one of the Horae, the
goddesses of the seasons. They were also the collective personification
of
justice. And no I haven't the faintest idea why she showed up in this
part. :)