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Sunnydale, CA (Shared Buffy/Marvel/DC Universe)

by Master_Kind
Storyline Filthy Gypsy
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Previous Chapter Several spells are cast . . .

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"So, we're agreed?" the petite blonde said with a smile on her face.

"Sure thing." Edgar said with a smile. "Trial run starts out here in Sunnydale and if I manage to fuck up all the people you want me to mess with here, I get serious cash and opportunities to mess with the capes out there - subtly, of course. I'd offer to shake on it but, well . . ."

He casually waved a hand through the phantom form that was an exact replica of Buffy Summers.

The First Evil smiled. Gypsy magic like this boy's was rare and all but incurable. The curses he laid on others were slow but could only be temporarily held at bay and had to be transferred rather than destroyed. With a few words and a few touches, he would decimate the Slayer line.

"Just show me your best work and I will honor my end of the bargain."

"Not a problem." Edgar said with a grin.

***

Dawn Summers sighed as she sat through Chemistry class. Boring as usual but at least nobody was trying to kill her. Ms. Flannery opened the door and she cleared her throat.

"Everyone, we have a new student joining us today. Please welcome Edgar Lemke."

Dawn glanced at the teen - he was skinny with a shock of dark hair and olive skin wearing clothes that looked almost homemade. Nothing really notable about him in the way of looks but he did have a big grin on his face, which was odd.

"Hey." he said with a smile as he sat down near to Dawn.

She nodded perfunctorily at him and forgot about him until the end of the class when she felt a tap on her shoulder.

"Skanky supervillainess."

Dawn blinked in confusion at the word as she felt an odd tingle where she'd been touched.

"Excuse me?" she said, turning around.

"The old hag teaching this class - totally evil." the new boy said with a smile.

"Oh, her? She's not so bad." Dawn said with a smile.

The boy just smiled at her.

"Well, I bet you can be a pretty bad girl, yourself." he said with a leer.

"Uh, you're not my type, no offense." she said as she got up and quickly walked toward the door.

"None taken. Have a great day!"

She just nodded and walked out.

Edgar smiled. Soon, little miss prissy would become a skanky supervillainess of some kind - his magic wasn't ever 100% specific. He couldn't wait to see what she became in 4 weeks from now but the gradual changes would be fun to watch, as always.

***

Buffy Summers looked at her calendar. She had one last guidance counselor appointment and then she could get back to the business of dealing with all the Potential Slayers living back at her place and finding a way to fight the First Evil. Truth be told, she was this close to calling in Doctor Strange or Zatanna, if only because of having to deal with such a powerful foe. A knock on the door drug her thoughts away from the fight she faced.

"Hello? I'm here to see the guidance counselor?"

Buffy got up from behind her desk and smiled at the skinny dark-haired teen. He offered a hand.

"Yes, that's me. I'm-"

"Bimbo Summers?" he whispered with a smile.

"What?" Buffy said, taken aback. "What did you just call me?"

"Buffy Summers, right?" the boy said as he withdrew his hand. "I'm sorry if I mispronounced it, my English isn't so great."

Buffy cocked her head and decided to let it slide. She might have misheard him.

"Ohh-kay. Well, Edgar, what's on your mind? Troubles fitting in?"

The boy smiled at her.

"For now? Yes. I'm hopeful that this place will become more and more like home for me moving forward . . ."

***

Hours later, in front of a nearby supermarket, Willow Rosenberg was loading up a minivan full of groceries with her girlfriend Kennedy and another of the Potential Slayers named Fiona when a lanky teen boy walked up to them with something in his hand and a smile on his face.

"Excuse me? I think one of you ladies dropped this?"

He opened his hand to show a twenty dollar bill.

Willow hadn't remembered dropping anything but it had been pretty crazy shopping for nearly a dozen people. She reached out and took the bill while Kennedy and Fiona loaded the minivan up.

"Oh, wow, thanks! Good thing you noticed!"

"Nympho porn star." Edgar whispered as their hands made contact.

"What?" Willow said, sure she hadn't heard him correctly.

"I said 'Not a problem, wasn't far to walk' - sorry, I tend to mumble around beautiful women."

Willow shook her head. She could have sworn he said something about porn?

"Uh, okay. Thanks, I guess! Have a good night!"

The boy smiled.

"I will, thanks!"

He walked away whistling a jaunty tune.

***

7 days later, the changes were becoming noticeable . . .


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