Title: Dance Along the Edge (21/20)
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Buffy, Obi-Wan
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!
AN2: Ha! You thought this was done, didn't you? This actually is the end for now, although I am working on the longer fic, will start posting another fic I'm working on this week, and will probably continue to write some Buffy/Obi-Wan drabbles for
tthdrabbles . Thank you to everybody who has stuck around for this journey, and I hope you've enjoyed the ride!
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 Part Nineteen Part Twenty Prompt: AU
Darth Corusca studied the man before her. He was handsome, that was not to be denied, but he also stank of the light side of the Force and the weakness it brought with it. Her master wanted him broken, however, and had assigned the task to her. "General Kenobi," she said in a mocking tone, circling him much like a vornskr circled its prey. "Not so threatening, are you? Or powerful for that matter."
His eyes narrowed, trying to study his new tormentor. "I don't think I've had the pleasure of meeting you before," he said, ignoring her taunts. "And you're at an advantage knowing my name, while I don't know yours." Corusca's smile grew wider. He would certainly be a challenge to break down, one that she would enjoy.
"My name is of no consequence," she told him. It wouldn't do for him to know who she was in the dim likelihood that he escaped. Her remaining a secret was vital to Lord Sidious's plans. Let the idiot Jedi assume that Dooku was the true apprentice; she knew better. She had been groomed over the last ten years to assume the mantle of Lady of the Sith, ever since she had landed in this new galaxy. She was Lord Sidious's secret weapon against the Jedi, one they had no knowledge about, and he wanted it to be kept that way. "The only thing you need to know about me is that I'm your worst nightmare come to life." In one swift movement, she took the Sith torture mask in her hands and slipped it over his head, effectively cutting him off from the Force.
Darth Corusca, once known as Buffy Summers, pulled upon the Force and called Force Lightning to her hand, forming it into a small ball. "Now, Benjy," she continued, corrupting his name just for the perverse pleasure of being able to do so. "What do you say we have a little fun?"