The Dale
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The Dale 5
Author's notes:
Disclaimers: Weiss Kreuz or White Hunters is owned by Takhito Koyasu & Project Wiez
The Muppets by Jim Henson.
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"Deadboy, why aren't you dust yet?" Lexian said as the servants placed goblets in front of the vampires. They were filled with a dark red liquid.
Lexian had enjoyed the look of shock on Angelus's face. It had so been worth the two hundred year wait.
'Xander Harris...Xander Freaking Harris was the Warlord of the most coveted Hold in the country,' Angelus thought unfairly. He pick up his goblet, a familiar scent rose from it then he took a sip.
" This is human!" He exclaimed.
Harmony gave Angelus a look he hadn't seen in a long time...or it least seen it done so well...she gave him the 'duh' look.
"You are guests." She said. "Do you think we would serve you animal blood, I would so tell Lexian off. Vampires have to have human blood. Sure the old vamps don't need as much as the younger ones. But all babies have to have good food in order to grow up strong."
"Harmony, what have I told you?" Lexian asked her, Harmony looked a little embarrassed.
"That conversation about blood is not for the dinner table it makes some people uncomfortable."
"We thought you were dead!" Dawn could no longer hold back.
Lexian frowned, " Xander Harris is dead. He died in Rome. Killed by an ungrateful Slayer." He told her coldly.
"Xander," whispered Dawn.
"Lexian! I'm Lexian and have been since then." He said harshly.
"Whelp! You know the Bit, don't mean nothing by that. You were her Xander then and that's how she still thinks off you, no matter what." Spike said as the two stared each other down. Lexian knew Spike was right but the memories of that time still hurt.
"Shall we begin the talks now?" Angelus asked in order to break the tension that seem to grow between the two. Lexian shook his head.
" No this is an informal dinner, a get to know you thing," he said " Not all of my Lords are here yet."
"Lords?" asked Lindsey, to which Lexian nodded.
" My Lords are the representatives of the Allied Council."
Connor looked slightly confused and asked what that was. But the Warlord frowned at him. Dawn spoke up then " You remember my husband Connor."
"Barely as I recall I wasn't invited to the wedding."
Spike snorted, " You and a lot of others." As he glared at Connor who in turn looked at him blankly, this was an old fight.
"Spike!" Dawn hissed.
"But to answer, the Allied Council is made up of representatives of all the Holds the Dale is allied with, your not just making an Alliance with the Dale but also everyone we are allied with too." Lexian said.
"So all the Lords stay here?" asked Dawn.
"Yes and no, you see the Lords are chosen by their own Holds and stay here for a six month term, after that time is up a new Lord is chosen and sent here the other goes home."
"How many are there?" asked Lindsey curiously.
"At the moment there five Lords here, we usually host up to thirty."
"Will all of them be here?" asked Angelus.
"No, there are only five I really need votes from. But you'll find out about that tomorrow.
The talks will be held at ten o'clock. But enough about that time to introduce you to everyone here." Lexian said as he tapped the table with his goblet getting the attention of the other people in to room.
"As you know," he said addressing the others " the Dale is talking about an alliance with the City of Angels. We seemed to be graced the presents of their elite. Angelus, Master of the Order of Aurelius and Warlord of the City of Angels." He told them as Angelus raises his goblet in salute. Whispers began.
"His mate and Co-Ruler, Lindsey MacDonald." It didn't surprise Angelus that Lexian knew who and what Lindsey was to him. The boy had always been smarter than he showed. Lindsey repeated Angelus's gesture.
"William the Bloody, or Spike as he became known he is the Slayer of Slayers." That introduction whispers ran down the table.
"Connor, Son of Angelus, the Destroyer." More whispers came at that name.
"Dawn of the Summers Light."
After that few of the people sit introduced themselves to the new players in this game.
Lexian just sat back and watched.
**********
Lindsey sighed and sat down on one of the couches in the living area of there rooms.
"I'm glad that's over." He said. Dawn smiled and sat down next to him.
"It wasn't that bad."
"Right, I can tell this will go well. He didn't stop glaring at Angelus the whole time after he made the introductions."
" Xander always glared at Angel."
"Personally, I'm surprised to see 'him' in charge." Said Angelus as he sat down on the other side of hi mate. Spike made a rude sound as he leaned against a wall.
"I'm not. You always did underestimated the boy. When you got him away from those bints he wasn't that bad to be around."
" How would you know I don't think he liked you much better. He had a dislike a vampires when I knew him." Said Angelus.
"Lived with the boy for a while, should know shouldn't I."
Angelus glared at him, " Didn't know that."
"Like I tell you everything, course it's not like you ever asked how I lived in SunnyDale."
"Well, anyone who would refer to Dad as Deadboy is either really brave or really stupid." Connor said as he sat in an armchair.
"It was probably a bit of both, been calling the Poof that since before you or the Bit existed. Boy always did have a flare for insults." Spike told him.
" So what happens now?" asked Dawn.
"I have a plan...I think," said Angelus.
"And those always work out so well, remember the last time you said that? We had thousands of hamsters invade the Hold, I still think they were slightly demonic." Spike said sarcastically.
************
Lexian walked into a room followed by Harmony, Adam, and Kurama. Sitting at round the room carelessly were the five representatives of the Allied Council that would be sitting in on the talks with the City of Angels Hold.
A long dark haired, dark sloe-eyed beauty sat in a chair dressed in the most expensive clothes money could still buy. Lana Lang-Kent-Luthor was the shared wife of Lex Luthor and Clark Kent. It wasn't a relationship most could understand but it worked for them. Both Lex and Clark had noticed Lana wasn't ageing back in Smallville but either wanted to wonder why that was too hard. When Lana appeared in the Smaltropis Hold in 2103 they were mistrustful of her. After all it was partly because of her they had stopped being friends in the first place. Soon though old feelings resurfaced. But none of them wanted a repeat of before so this time they talked about it. Then Lana brought up Lex's feelings for Clark, and Clark's for Lex. Needless to say everything worked out happily but with a lot of work from all of them.
A man with inky dark hair, brown eyes that could turn blue when his emotions ran high, sat a way from the others in the room on a small sofa. At his feet sat a white haired man with an eye patch, the other eye was a feral yellow color.
Ken Hidaka the man known as the Siberian Tiger was from the WeissSchwarz Hold. With him was Fafarello, who was...Ken's pet, bodyguard...lover. No one was sure but where ever Ken went Farfarello followed. Ken was the only one who could control him, Farfarello was well...insane was putting it mildly.
It was rumored that the WeissSchwarz Hold was created and controlled by a group of assassin's that were experimented on by secret government groups of the late twentieth centaury.
The icy-looking blond with silver-gray eyes sprawled in his chair elegantly was Draco Malfoy-Potter from the Wizarding World. Wizards are very long lived if the don't get killed by other wizards or witches or some Prophecy. It was through the Wizarding word that continental travel was possible if you knew who and how to ask.
Draco was bonded to one of the greatest heroes of the Wizarding World, Harry Potter, The Boy Who Lived And Defeated Voldemort.
Another brunet male stood looking out a window he had spiky back hair and bright blue eyes, this was Strife the God of War since Zeus's death when Ares became the King of the Olympian Gods in 2025 and the representative of the Olympian Council.
Then there was Rolf, a muddy brown mutt of a dog who liked to sing and play the piano.
No one was sure where he had come from but no one was brave enough to make it...err...him leave.
Lexian waited until the others sat down.
"I'm sure you all watched the mirrors. What do you think?" he asked them.
Author's notes:
Disclaimers: Weiss Kreuz or White Hunters is owned by Takhito Koyasu & Project Wiez
The Muppets by Jim Henson.
*******************
"Deadboy, why aren't you dust yet?" Lexian said as the servants placed goblets in front of the vampires. They were filled with a dark red liquid.
Lexian had enjoyed the look of shock on Angelus's face. It had so been worth the two hundred year wait.
'Xander Harris...Xander Freaking Harris was the Warlord of the most coveted Hold in the country,' Angelus thought unfairly. He pick up his goblet, a familiar scent rose from it then he took a sip.
" This is human!" He exclaimed.
Harmony gave Angelus a look he hadn't seen in a long time...or it least seen it done so well...she gave him the 'duh' look.
"You are guests." She said. "Do you think we would serve you animal blood, I would so tell Lexian off. Vampires have to have human blood. Sure the old vamps don't need as much as the younger ones. But all babies have to have good food in order to grow up strong."
"Harmony, what have I told you?" Lexian asked her, Harmony looked a little embarrassed.
"That conversation about blood is not for the dinner table it makes some people uncomfortable."
"We thought you were dead!" Dawn could no longer hold back.
Lexian frowned, " Xander Harris is dead. He died in Rome. Killed by an ungrateful Slayer." He told her coldly.
"Xander," whispered Dawn.
"Lexian! I'm Lexian and have been since then." He said harshly.
"Whelp! You know the Bit, don't mean nothing by that. You were her Xander then and that's how she still thinks off you, no matter what." Spike said as the two stared each other down. Lexian knew Spike was right but the memories of that time still hurt.
"Shall we begin the talks now?" Angelus asked in order to break the tension that seem to grow between the two. Lexian shook his head.
" No this is an informal dinner, a get to know you thing," he said " Not all of my Lords are here yet."
"Lords?" asked Lindsey, to which Lexian nodded.
" My Lords are the representatives of the Allied Council."
Connor looked slightly confused and asked what that was. But the Warlord frowned at him. Dawn spoke up then " You remember my husband Connor."
"Barely as I recall I wasn't invited to the wedding."
Spike snorted, " You and a lot of others." As he glared at Connor who in turn looked at him blankly, this was an old fight.
"Spike!" Dawn hissed.
"But to answer, the Allied Council is made up of representatives of all the Holds the Dale is allied with, your not just making an Alliance with the Dale but also everyone we are allied with too." Lexian said.
"So all the Lords stay here?" asked Dawn.
"Yes and no, you see the Lords are chosen by their own Holds and stay here for a six month term, after that time is up a new Lord is chosen and sent here the other goes home."
"How many are there?" asked Lindsey curiously.
"At the moment there five Lords here, we usually host up to thirty."
"Will all of them be here?" asked Angelus.
"No, there are only five I really need votes from. But you'll find out about that tomorrow.
The talks will be held at ten o'clock. But enough about that time to introduce you to everyone here." Lexian said as he tapped the table with his goblet getting the attention of the other people in to room.
"As you know," he said addressing the others " the Dale is talking about an alliance with the City of Angels. We seemed to be graced the presents of their elite. Angelus, Master of the Order of Aurelius and Warlord of the City of Angels." He told them as Angelus raises his goblet in salute. Whispers began.
"His mate and Co-Ruler, Lindsey MacDonald." It didn't surprise Angelus that Lexian knew who and what Lindsey was to him. The boy had always been smarter than he showed. Lindsey repeated Angelus's gesture.
"William the Bloody, or Spike as he became known he is the Slayer of Slayers." That introduction whispers ran down the table.
"Connor, Son of Angelus, the Destroyer." More whispers came at that name.
"Dawn of the Summers Light."
After that few of the people sit introduced themselves to the new players in this game.
Lexian just sat back and watched.
**********
Lindsey sighed and sat down on one of the couches in the living area of there rooms.
"I'm glad that's over." He said. Dawn smiled and sat down next to him.
"It wasn't that bad."
"Right, I can tell this will go well. He didn't stop glaring at Angelus the whole time after he made the introductions."
" Xander always glared at Angel."
"Personally, I'm surprised to see 'him' in charge." Said Angelus as he sat down on the other side of hi mate. Spike made a rude sound as he leaned against a wall.
"I'm not. You always did underestimated the boy. When you got him away from those bints he wasn't that bad to be around."
" How would you know I don't think he liked you much better. He had a dislike a vampires when I knew him." Said Angelus.
"Lived with the boy for a while, should know shouldn't I."
Angelus glared at him, " Didn't know that."
"Like I tell you everything, course it's not like you ever asked how I lived in SunnyDale."
"Well, anyone who would refer to Dad as Deadboy is either really brave or really stupid." Connor said as he sat in an armchair.
"It was probably a bit of both, been calling the Poof that since before you or the Bit existed. Boy always did have a flare for insults." Spike told him.
" So what happens now?" asked Dawn.
"I have a plan...I think," said Angelus.
"And those always work out so well, remember the last time you said that? We had thousands of hamsters invade the Hold, I still think they were slightly demonic." Spike said sarcastically.
************
Lexian walked into a room followed by Harmony, Adam, and Kurama. Sitting at round the room carelessly were the five representatives of the Allied Council that would be sitting in on the talks with the City of Angels Hold.
A long dark haired, dark sloe-eyed beauty sat in a chair dressed in the most expensive clothes money could still buy. Lana Lang-Kent-Luthor was the shared wife of Lex Luthor and Clark Kent. It wasn't a relationship most could understand but it worked for them. Both Lex and Clark had noticed Lana wasn't ageing back in Smallville but either wanted to wonder why that was too hard. When Lana appeared in the Smaltropis Hold in 2103 they were mistrustful of her. After all it was partly because of her they had stopped being friends in the first place. Soon though old feelings resurfaced. But none of them wanted a repeat of before so this time they talked about it. Then Lana brought up Lex's feelings for Clark, and Clark's for Lex. Needless to say everything worked out happily but with a lot of work from all of them.
A man with inky dark hair, brown eyes that could turn blue when his emotions ran high, sat a way from the others in the room on a small sofa. At his feet sat a white haired man with an eye patch, the other eye was a feral yellow color.
Ken Hidaka the man known as the Siberian Tiger was from the WeissSchwarz Hold. With him was Fafarello, who was...Ken's pet, bodyguard...lover. No one was sure but where ever Ken went Farfarello followed. Ken was the only one who could control him, Farfarello was well...insane was putting it mildly.
It was rumored that the WeissSchwarz Hold was created and controlled by a group of assassin's that were experimented on by secret government groups of the late twentieth centaury.
The icy-looking blond with silver-gray eyes sprawled in his chair elegantly was Draco Malfoy-Potter from the Wizarding World. Wizards are very long lived if the don't get killed by other wizards or witches or some Prophecy. It was through the Wizarding word that continental travel was possible if you knew who and how to ask.
Draco was bonded to one of the greatest heroes of the Wizarding World, Harry Potter, The Boy Who Lived And Defeated Voldemort.
Another brunet male stood looking out a window he had spiky back hair and bright blue eyes, this was Strife the God of War since Zeus's death when Ares became the King of the Olympian Gods in 2025 and the representative of the Olympian Council.
Then there was Rolf, a muddy brown mutt of a dog who liked to sing and play the piano.
No one was sure where he had come from but no one was brave enough to make it...err...him leave.
Lexian waited until the others sat down.
"I'm sure you all watched the mirrors. What do you think?" he asked them.