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Visionary Kiss I & II & III

By: purewicca
folder BtVS Crossovers › Misc - Het - Male/Female
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Visionary Kiss III 4

Visionary Kiss III Part 4

INT. TEMPLE RUINS, THE CITY OF THE DEATH, - DAY

Alex moved fast, he threw his bag over his shoulder and ran over to the scaffolding. started to climb, as if it could be found on any ordinary playground. Espite his light weight the unstable construction started to sway, but finally he made it and crept on belly over the boards, to take a look .

He saw the three, slowly enter the temple. Each of them with a gun in one hand and scimitar in the other, ready to hurt that cross their path.

The son of Rick O`Connell immediately knew that th men, malicious crooks, had come here to kill .

With a heart that threatened to jump right out of his chest, Alex peeked over the edge, his eyes searching for the woman he knew his whole life. He knew she was near, he could almost smell her perfume.

Suddenly the hair n his neck stood up and then there was a hand over his mouth.

“Shh… everything is fine Alex, don´t make a sound we don´t want them to hear us.” Willow whispered in his ear.

As long as he could think there had been Aunt Willow, only a year ago he had learned that the things she did, like objectsor even himself float, disappear only to reappear meters away a second later, only she could do.

Alex looked into her green eyes and as she winked at him he not only knew that his Aunt was special and he just knew that she would not only take care of him, she also would take care of his parents.

After Willow was sure that he would make no sound, she took his small hand in hers and they peeked over the edge.

Unaware of the things that were happen just over their heads, the three man had started to search through the artifacts that lay on the ground.


"Spivey, Jacques”, Red called and pointed to the small heap, “ search this aste and find the damned Bracelet.”

Spivey looked at his Boss a little helpless, “ And what will you do?”

With his head pointing towards the wall, on which a crevice was visible, the same crevice Alex´s patents the had used only an hour ago as Entrance to the , “I will search for the O`Connells ….. You give the stuff a good talking-to, and I will do the same with them.”

His Partners laughed, and Red his weapons in his hands walked into the crevice. Jacques knelt before one of the Heaps and started his search, while Spivey walked over to the small Cage.

“What are you doing over there? We have to find the Bracelet.” The French man asked as he watched the Rat faced man crouched down in front of box.

“Hey! This is cheese… “

Alex could not suppress a grin, as the Mercenary pushed his hand in and reached for the piece of cheese, that lay in the middle of the Cage on a plate.

Giving Willow´s hand a little more pressure he looked into her face, not able to watch what he knew would happen next: the pointed bamboo stick drilled with a disgusting noise into Spicey´s hand.

The Witch looked down to the floor, then into the boys eyes, as Spivey's screams echoed through the temple, what made Jacques only laugh more loudly.

But Alex could only hear the snicker from his Aunt.

When she had calmed herself enough she whispered in his ear that she would now go searching for his parents as long as he would stay up here he would be save.

After Willow had kissed Alex on his head he watched her disappear right in front of his eyes. Now he would only need to wait, the only problem was that he was his parents son, and neither of the two was known Patient.


INT. TREASURE CHAMBER TEMPLE, THE CITY OF THE DEATH, - DAY

“Don´t you think that all this sounds a little, let´s say known? Wasn't there this book? And tell me if I´m wrong but weren´t you the one that told me that a book could never cause damage? Do you remember? You said it just before you triggered these plagues….”

In Evey´s eyes the beam of the torches dances up and down, “ Oh Rick, we just can´t stop here! Where is your sense of adventure?"

He sighed devotedly and set the crowbar. It was senseless, he was not able to discuss anythingwith her when she had this look in her eyes.

“Okay, Honey, but please remember… “ This time he Rick O`Connell would be the voice of reason.

“For once,” she said with that a mischievous smile, “And now give me the Crowbar.”

While she did her best to open the box, Rick examined the body of the decapitated mummy, that had held watch for more than one thousand years. Around her neck or better what was left of it she carried a golden Necklace, on which hung what looked like a key.

Rick took the key.

“To hell with it”, O`Connell imitated lovingly mocking his wife, “We do it your way.”

He kneeled down in front of the box, put the key into the lock and turned. With a soft click everything slipped into place.

“Where you fnd the key?” Evelyn asked astonished.

“I had a vision. Listen, take a step back, this would not be the first time we go this into a trap!”

She nodded , took a great stepbackwards and said, “However, be careful, Rick, please.’”

He removed the golden plate and lay it onto the stone-floor, he then pushed the lid open and ducked, then with a quiet hissing air escaped from the small box. There was no acid bath, nor poison gas, no knives or spears, no fatal surprises.

So Rick peeked into the small box. A broad golden Bracelet lay on a cushion, on it the scorpion, an exact like the one on the golden disk.

Evelyn slowly approached anxiously and with reveren, “The bracelet of Anubis!” to then forcefully close the lid.

O`Connell blinked astonished and got up.” Pandora isn´t it a little late for that?”


INT. TEMPLE RUINS, THE CITY OF THE DEATH, - DAY

Willow dissolved, Spivey cursed quietly, but still loud enough to be heard. For a short moment Alex wondered if his parents had been able to hear his grief stricken cry.

As he peeked down he saw that the Injured man had started to use his scarf as a bandage. Moving away from the Edge, the little boy started to search his bag, that contained all his most loved belongings. And finally he found what he had been searching for…his Catapult.

Searching with his free hand ons again in the bag he found some Pebbles, the perfect ammunition.


INT. TREASURE CHAMBER TEMPLE, THE CITY OF THE DEATH, - DAY

Evelyn trembled, swallowing she said, “Put it in your bag.”

She was referring to thx anx and the Plate.

“Listen what do you think if we just leave the stuff here.”

She just looked at her husband, and mockingly lifted an eyebrow. “A little late for that, don´t you think?”

Like an answer to his question -there was a terrible noise, a rumbling from the outer catacombs

End Visionary Kiss III Part 4
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