Dance Along the Edge (19/20)
Title: Dance Along the Edge (19/20)
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Buffy, Obi-Wan, Asajj Ventress
Crossover: Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Star Wars
Spoilers: Episode II; all Clone Wars media
Summary: Snark, comedy, action, a hint of romance; what's not to love? A series of of Buffy/Obi-Wan drabbles set during the Clone Wars
Disclaimer: Joss owns "Buffy," Lucas owns "Star Wars," I own my gloves.
AN: This series of drabbles was originally written for the Paradise Lost November Drabble-a-Thon challenge. Most of these drabbles will probably be used and expanded in a story I'm currently plotting and will hopefully start writing once finals are over. Thanks to the amazing revdorothyl for betaing!
Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five Part Six Part Seven Part Eight Part Nine Part Ten Part Eleven Part Twelve Part Thirteen Part Fourteen Part Fifteen Part Sixteen Part Seventeen Part Eighteen
Prompt: Horror
Nothing could have prepared Obi-Wan for the sight that greeted his eyes when he crested the hill on Boz Pity. Ventress had flown past him after shoving him through the wall of the Separatist facility, racing towards where the Republic troops were fighting. Struggling to his feet, he followed her as fast as he could, tapping into the Force to augment his speed. Even though he was only minutes behind her, he didn't want to imagine the damage she could do to the clone troopers while the rest of the Jedi were preoccupied with battling Grievous and his guard droids.
Reaching the peak of the hill, he was struck first by the scattered bodies of the clone troopers, some with limbs lopped off, others with a simple hole through the chest. Ventress was no longer concerned with the troopers, however. "You think you can withstand me?" she snarled at a bruised and bloodied Buffy, holding her tight in a Force Choke. Buffy struggled futilely as Ventress drew closer. "You've caused me more problems than Kenobi, but it ends here." Before she could continue, Buffy's feet lashed out, catching Ventress off-guard. Ventress lost control, and dropped Buffy on the ground, hard.
"Not today, baldie," Buffy gasped out, struggling to her feet as Ventress activated her lightsaber. "Still got a little fight in me." Ventress, as if sensing Obi-Wan's presence, looked up at him and smirked. Quickly, almost too fast for the eye to follow, she stabbed Buffy through the gut, slicing through the other woman's armor in a clean movement.
"It's either her or me, Kenobi," she taunted, taking off at a run towards where Dooku could be seen in the distance as Buffy fell over with a strangled gasp. Released from some momentary paralysis, he raced to where Buffy lay, as Anakin ran past him, chasing Ventress. Reaching Buffy's side, he gathered her into his arms.
"Buffy, stay with me," he pleaded, using what limited Force Healing powers he had to attempt to stabilize her broken body. "Come on, Buffy." Her breathing was coming in short bursts, and her eyes were staring blankly at him. For a brief moment, he was a Padawan again, holding his dying Master. "Buffy, please, just hold on." He gripped her hand tightly, trying to call her back to him. Before long, a medical unit found it's way to him. In the distance, he heard the faint sound of a blaster firing.
He continued to hold her hand as the medics loaded her unresponsive body onto a gurney, almost afraid to let go. "Ben..." a faint voice said as the hand he was holding squeezed his. "I'm not going anywhere." He released a breath he wasn't aware he was holding in and met her eyes. She was alive.
Resisting the urge to hover over her, he smiled at Buffy. "Watch her," he ordered the medics before turning around and racing to find his former Padawan and Ventress. It was past time to end this.
Part Twenty
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Buffy, Obi-Wan, Asajj Ventress
Crossover: Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Star Wars
Spoilers: Episode II; all Clone Wars media
Summary: Snark, comedy, action, a hint of romance; what's not to love? A series of of Buffy/Obi-Wan drabbles set during the Clone Wars
Disclaimer: Joss owns "Buffy," Lucas owns "Star Wars," I own my gloves.
AN: This series of drabbles was originally written for the Paradise Lost November Drabble-a-Thon challenge. Most of these drabbles will probably be used and expanded in a story I'm currently plotting and will hopefully start writing once finals are over. Thanks to the amazing revdorothyl for betaing!
Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five Part Six Part Seven Part Eight Part Nine Part Ten Part Eleven Part Twelve Part Thirteen Part Fourteen Part Fifteen Part Sixteen Part Seventeen Part Eighteen
Prompt: Horror
Nothing could have prepared Obi-Wan for the sight that greeted his eyes when he crested the hill on Boz Pity. Ventress had flown past him after shoving him through the wall of the Separatist facility, racing towards where the Republic troops were fighting. Struggling to his feet, he followed her as fast as he could, tapping into the Force to augment his speed. Even though he was only minutes behind her, he didn't want to imagine the damage she could do to the clone troopers while the rest of the Jedi were preoccupied with battling Grievous and his guard droids.
Reaching the peak of the hill, he was struck first by the scattered bodies of the clone troopers, some with limbs lopped off, others with a simple hole through the chest. Ventress was no longer concerned with the troopers, however. "You think you can withstand me?" she snarled at a bruised and bloodied Buffy, holding her tight in a Force Choke. Buffy struggled futilely as Ventress drew closer. "You've caused me more problems than Kenobi, but it ends here." Before she could continue, Buffy's feet lashed out, catching Ventress off-guard. Ventress lost control, and dropped Buffy on the ground, hard.
"Not today, baldie," Buffy gasped out, struggling to her feet as Ventress activated her lightsaber. "Still got a little fight in me." Ventress, as if sensing Obi-Wan's presence, looked up at him and smirked. Quickly, almost too fast for the eye to follow, she stabbed Buffy through the gut, slicing through the other woman's armor in a clean movement.
"It's either her or me, Kenobi," she taunted, taking off at a run towards where Dooku could be seen in the distance as Buffy fell over with a strangled gasp. Released from some momentary paralysis, he raced to where Buffy lay, as Anakin ran past him, chasing Ventress. Reaching Buffy's side, he gathered her into his arms.
"Buffy, stay with me," he pleaded, using what limited Force Healing powers he had to attempt to stabilize her broken body. "Come on, Buffy." Her breathing was coming in short bursts, and her eyes were staring blankly at him. For a brief moment, he was a Padawan again, holding his dying Master. "Buffy, please, just hold on." He gripped her hand tightly, trying to call her back to him. Before long, a medical unit found it's way to him. In the distance, he heard the faint sound of a blaster firing.
He continued to hold her hand as the medics loaded her unresponsive body onto a gurney, almost afraid to let go. "Ben..." a faint voice said as the hand he was holding squeezed his. "I'm not going anywhere." He released a breath he wasn't aware he was holding in and met her eyes. She was alive.
Resisting the urge to hover over her, he smiled at Buffy. "Watch her," he ordered the medics before turning around and racing to find his former Padawan and Ventress. It was past time to end this.
Part Twenty