| Reunion Maria goes to Sunnydale |
| Author: Minnie Rating: PG-13 Category: Crossover, Roswell/Buffy Setting: Post-Destiny Disclaimer: Joss Whedon, Jason Katims and Melinda Metz. What do they have in common? One, they're not me. Two, they're not me. Three, they own these characters. No infringement intended. Distribution: Please ask. Dedication: To my Roswell chatroom buddies Feedback: Yes, please. Author's Note: One night in #Roswell chat, someone got the idea that a Spike and Maria pairing would rock. Archive Date: 9/6/2000 Maria wakes up groggy. She finds herself sitting up in a darkened tunnel, one that smells remotely like a sewer. She tries to get up but notices her hands and feet are tied. She tugs at them but they don’t give an inch. She glances around the room and notices two men slumped over. One of them looks suspiciously like Spike. “Ah, Sleeping Beauty awakes,” she hears. She turns and sees a hideous demon, something that looked a like cross between Marilyn Manson and a werewolf. She prepares to scream but the demon holds a hand over her mouth. When he releases it seconds later, Maria gasps. “Oh My God, you’ve kidnapped me! No, wait, you’ve … you've ... what’s the term for being taken by something like you?” “Lucky,” the demon claims. “You will be part of our becoming,” the demon says cryptically. “Becoming what? Uglier than you already are?” Maria bites back. The demon ignores her comment and continues, “The time has come. You will be part of our sacrifice. Once the blood of three humans mix with ours, we will become all powerful.” The demon smirks and leaves. “Careful, shortie, you don’t want to make them mad," a now awake Spike pipes in. “You! Figures I’d be stuck here with you!” Maria spits out. “Yeah, you knew I couldn’t wait to get you all to myself!” he quips. “Well, why don’t you do something? Help me out of these things!” she wails, as she presents her hands to him.. She notices that Spike has made fast work of the ties that bound him. "I think I like you tied up this way, Mildred!" Spike smirks. "Spike!" Maria shrieks in frustration. Spike merely smiles. “Alright, fine. Why don't you just make those, those things go away then?” she tells him. “What do you suggest I do, flash them with my irresistible smile and charm them into letting us go?” he laughs. “Oh, God, no, we’ll never get away from them that way,” she says cuttingly. “I could always say "You've got the wrong species. I don't think it says, "Mix 2 parts human with 1 part vampire in the Becoming recipe,” Spike says drolly. “What? What are you talking about?” Maria blurts out, bewildered. Spike grins evilly and turns into vampire mode. “Oh my God!," Maria cries out in shock. "This is not happening to me. I am not sitting here with a vampire. I am not having a conversation with a vampire. Especially one named Spike!” she wails. “I hate to break this to you, shortie, but this isn’t one of those lame ‘It was only a dream’ things!” Spike cracks. Maria thinks to herself, Why not? Why couldn't it be all a bad dream? She shakes her head as if to say, hey, if there were aliens in Roswell, why shouldn't there be vampires in Sunnydale? A thought enters her mind.. “You’re not going to eat me are you? Because I’m anemic. Very anemic. Comes from years of sniffing cedar oil,” Maria blabs. “Eat you? I’m not a cannibal!” Spike retorts. Maria feels relieved. "Besides, you're not my type, Mildred," he adds. Indignation sets in. “Will you stop calling me that. My name is Maria,” she yells at him. “Whatever you say … Mildred.” he smiles. “God!” Maria rolls her eyes and then glares at him. As words fly between her and Spike, a slight feeling of deja vu hits Maria. There is something familiar about the sarcastic banter bandied about, something familiar about Spike's cocky manner. He reminds her of someone. Someone with spiky brown hair and a bad attitude. “Okay, enough of this!” Spike gets up to leave. “Wait, you can’t just leave me here,” she says. “Why not?” Spike asks. Maria looks up. “Because those ugly things might come back,” she argues. “So?” he says nonchalantly. “So, if I die, I’ll, I’ll come back as a ghost and haunt you forever. Or better yet, I’ll sic Buffy on you,” Maria threatens. “Oooooh, that just gives me chills. On second thought, I think I’ll stick around. I’ve always wanted to watch a Becoming,” he smirks. “Spike!” she yells out in frustration. “What, Mildred?” he smirks. “You can’t do this. You have to help me!” she pleads. “I'd love too but ... can’t miss my nightly manicure! So ... toodle-loo.” Spike turns to leave. “I knew you were a wuss,” Maria calls out. “Cute, Mildred. But it’s not going to work. Ole Spike is above such things,” he saunters off. “Wanker!” she tries again. Spike stops. “Now that wasn’t nice,” he responds. Maria glares at him. Grunts and howls emanate from the next section of the sewer. “Today must be your lucky day, Mildred. Looks like the Slayer has arrived,” he informs her. More grunts and howls follow. “Someone’s getting their butt kicked,” Spike notices. “The Slayer?” Maria questions him. “Yeah, your friend from earlier today. Tiny blonde, smart mouth, funny name, packs a wallop?” he explains. “You mean Buffy?” she asks. “Yeah, she’s kinda like you except you pack more of a whimper than a wallop." Spike mocks. “Oh, I’ll show you a wallop,” Maria responds back. A string of demons rush in from the adjacent room and heads for Maria. She frantically tries to get away, dragging her butt to a safe corner. “Liz is never going to believe this." Alex would probably make some crack about her butt dragging on the floor, Maria thinks to herself. “Spike! Buffy!” she calls out for help as the bad imitations of an 'American Werewolf in London in drag' inch closer to her. Spike also comes face to face with two demons. What the hell!” He shrugs, then clobbers one and ducks as another one flies at his face. The second demon catches him by shoulder and they wrestle on the floor, exchanging blows. Buffy drop kicks an ugly then whirls around and takes a jarring punch to the face. She is winded but comes up swinging. Other demons circle her and she fights them one by one. Maria desperately claws at the rope around her hands and feet. She sees a broken piece of glass on the floor and moves towards it. Grabbing it with her fingers, she turns the glass piece inwards, trying to cut the bonds on her hands. She manages to slice pieces of her skin in the process. Wincing a little but still concentrating on the task at hand, she manages to fray the bonds just enough to loosen them. She unties the ropes binding her feet together. Seeing one demon barreling towards her, Maria heads away from him. Spike finally manages to get away from the demon he was wrestling with. He sees another demon advancing on Maria. Maria looks as white as a sheet with twin cheeks of red providing the only color on her face. “Ah, hell!” Spike huffs out and cuts off the advance by slamming his head into his foe's belly. The force knocks the demon against an adjacent wall and he collapses. “Ole Ugly face gave me a headache,” he remarks to Maria as he gets up. Another demon takes Spike by surprise and clobbers him from the back. Spike goes down. Buffy also has her hands full of the resurgent demons. The leader of the demon pack, the one who approached Maria earlie, comes straight at Maria. “You will still be part of my becoming,” he shouts. Maria searches for a weapon, anything to hold him off. Her eyes alight on a broken piece of pipe nearby. Her hands scrabble the floor to get it. “I got three words for you: No way, pally,” With that Maria swings the pipe at the leader’s head. A picture of Alex grinning and giving her a thumbs up sign flashes through her head. The leader’s head snaps back from the blow but then rights itself. He smiles. “Uh,oh, not good,” she thinks. “You have spirit. That will make my becoming even more sweet,” the demon laughs. “Oh, yeah, let’s see how sweet this feels.” She prepares to thwap him again but the demon manages to grab her wrists and take away her weapon. “Now would be a good time to have powers,” Maria thinks. A vision of a nice, big bear with nasty teeth and claws going after the head demon would be good. Or maybe a vision of vampires gang tackling him. Or having the ability to shapeshift into something like dirt. Or walking into Mr. Ugly’s mind and convince him to jump off a cliff. Just then the demon makes a grab for Maria. TWO CHOICES FOR THE ENDING: A / B HOME ROSWELL FAN FICTION FAN FICTION ROSWELL |