Title: Buffy and the Dalek Slayers
Author: Miss Murchison
Rating: Probably won’t get past PG
Word count: Probably about 4000 when complete.
This one involves the Seventh Doctor and his companion Ace. Chapter One is here.
“The Daleks are looking for a source of trans-dimensional energy.” The Doctor strolled around Spike, swinging his umbrella jauntily. “And we have here a creature who is emanating a quite surprisingly large amount. ”
“Wait. What?” Buffy stepped in between the two men. “Spike’s emigrating?”
“Emanating, my dear. Emanating.” The Doctor hooked his umbrella over his arm and began waving his sonic screwdriver over Spike, who reacted by vamping out, which made the device nearly squeal in reaction. “Oh, my, in that form he could fuel one of their reactors all by himself.”
Spike stepped around Buffy and shoved the Doctor’s hand down. “I’m not a bloody battery!”
Buffy nodded vigorously. “He’s a vampire, not a D cell!”
The Doctor sighed. “My, dear, all vampires are trans-dimensional beings. How else could they have any form at all in your world, where they must battle almost all your physical laws to exist? They draw power to sustain themselves from their native dimension.”
“Giles told me that demons infected humans before they fled Earth.” Buffy objected, but her voice was less certain.
“It was quite the other way around, my dear. They came to Earth as refugees from their native dimension, which isn’t a very pleasant place to live. They found human hosts, which they must maintain with periodic infusions of blood. ” He gave a derisory snort. “However, vampires of this period aren’t smart enough to realize or psychic enough to sense why they had fled originally, and are always trying to drag their home dimension into the human one. ”
“Not Spike,” said Buffy indignantly. “He likes it here.” She linked her arm through her boyfriend’s and pulled him close.
“Do you indeed?” The Doctor’s interest in Spike was increasing by the moment.
Spike shrugged. “From what I’ve heard about that other dimension, it doesn’t have much in the way of beer, telly, or football. Not to mention my girl here.” He gave Buffy a besotted smile. “So you want me to lure these Daleks directly over the Hellmouth?”
“No!” Buffy pulled him around to face her. “He’s not using you as bait!”
“Think I can’t outrun those metal wankers? Besides, Mr. Science here seems to know what he’s doing.”
“Are you kidding?” Buffy stopped glaring at Spike for a few seconds to glare at the Doctor. “The last time he tried to help us, he got himself frozen by mucous!”
The argument continued for some time. The Doctor was too busy wondering about Spike’s odd attitude to pay much attention. It was true that a sensible vampire would be trying to cut itself off from all influences of the “demon” world while still drawing power from it, much as the Slayers did from a slightly different source.
But Spike did not strike the Doctor as particularly sensible, even by twenty-first century Earth vampire standards.
“Buffy does that too. You’d think she’d be too embarrassed, considering some of her boyfriends, but, oh, no, she’s got to check out every guy I like and scares most of them away.” Dawn picked up one canister. “This looks like it should spray window cleaner. Are you sure it will blow up a Dalek?”
“Or more than one.” Ace began stuffing the Nitro into her rucksack. “Is your sister really dating a vampire?”
Dawn scowled and for a moment their new friendship was threatened. “So? Are you prejudiced?”
“No!” Ace was stung by that. “It’s just that the Doctor told me they’re hemovores, like bedbugs, but more troublesome. They didn’t sound very trustworthy.”
Dawn snorted. “He’ll learn.”
Ace looked up as the TARDIS began to make a groaning sound. “Hey, we’re moving!”
Originally posted at http://seasonal-spuffy.livejournal.com/439719.html