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Story: Poisoned Pawn

Author: D.Andrews

Buffy/X-Men crossover

Rating: R (for violence, gore, sex, crude use of a brush *?? *)

Pairing: OC (me)/Faith

Genre: don't know...don't care

Plotline: A thief stumbles on to a grisly murder in a neighborhood.
After realizing that the item he was to collect from the house was taken, he tracks the item to Sunnydale, where a whole new set of murders takes place. He is forced to team with Buffy's rival slayer to solve the mystery of why everyone who comes into contact
with the item is killed. * Told from Dee Dee's POV *

Disclaimer: I don't own the people in Buffy, nor do I own the people of the X-Men... So don't sue...

Poisoned Pawn
Chapter 3: Order of Operations - Phase One

I woke up the next morning with a new sense of purpose. Laura's words were still in my mind, and of course she was right. I have been a bit too hard on myself, perhaps for the wrong reasons. Besides, I'm not going to pick a fight with a tall redhead who has the capability to literally wipe my memory clean. That's a fight I could never win. However, it was good to know that someone other than Remy, and Belle was looking after me. Sometimes, I wonder where I would be without Mindwipe.

As I sat in bed, trying to get the sleep out of my eyes, I look at the chair. I see that Laura, and P went a little shopping. And from what I am looking at, quite a bit of expensive shopping. I had to stifle a small laugh. I got up to take a closer look at my new gear when my favorite babysitter walked into my room unannounced, as usual.

"What time is it Mindwipe?" I ask, now noticing the tall woman standing in front of me.

"Quarter after nine in the morn," she said. "You sleep too much, you know that?"

"And you fuck too damn much."

" Don't knock it until you try it."

"Whore."

"Slut."

"Trick."

"Your momma."

"You win," I concede. I had a smile on my face.

"I always do when we spar old man", she replied laughing.

It was always like this between Laura and me. At one time our sparring got so heated, that P actually suggested that we'd get married. After fifteen minutes of being hounded with every playful insult, that suggestion never came from P again...

Laura always knew that our sparring took some, if not most of the nervousness.

And she knew I more than a bit nervous.

"It's going to be ok Dee", she said.

I nodded. "Umm Hmm...."

I walk past her and towards the chair.

" Hope you like your new gear," Laura said in a hushed tone. " Took me almost forever to find that trench coat you love so blasted much. You do have a morose taste in fashion."

"It's not yours to wear L," I playfully retort.

She smiled at me. I swear she could kill someone with that smile of hers.

I wouldn't doubt it if she did that already.

I eye the camouflaged trench coat sitting on top of a bag of some kind.. It was in a tiger stripe pattern; with midnight blue tiger stripes being more so the dominate color. Black, and a lighter shade of blue formed the other stripes. The coat was fairly large, hanging down to my knees, albeit a tad shorter than the coat Remy has. The most promising feature was the hood.

Laura had done her homework better than I thought.

"You should check out the other stuff we bought you ".

"Umm hmm"

I toss the coat on the bed, and inspect the gym bag. Nothing unusual. I take note that the black gym bag appears to be full of stuff. I unzip the bag to have a look at the contents.

My eyes quickly lock on to the white Oakland Raiders authentic football jersey.

"Number twenty-four" I whisper. "Charles Woodson".

" I know you're a die hard Michigan fan, not to mention an Oakland Raiders fan"

I could kiss her senseless.

I look at another six pair of jeans, two Iron Maiden black tees, some socks, and several pair of boxers. I look down on the floor to see two new pairs of black Adidas shoes with silver stripes.

"And you're a sweetheart", I reply looking into her eyes.

"Actually, the clothes were his idea. This is all me." She hands me a custom four-four Magnum gun, with laser charges. The good thing about laser charges is that they never run out omo. mo. The bad? They also overheat. Then she hands me another manila folder. " Inside that folder is a detailed map of Sunnydale, and the surrounding area. Red circles represent places of importance, and the circles in blue represent guild safe houses They're aren't that many I know, but they may come in handy should things get out of hand. The safe house leaders all know you're coming, and the needed arrangements have already been made."

"Sunnydale? Where's that?" I interrupt.

"A burg, but a fairly big burg not far from Los Angeles." She answers.

"Let me guess, a uppity burg. Swell, of all places, I have to find that dagger in some butt crack lawyer's house, right?"

"Well, Dee Dee. That dagger is in that uppity burg, and perhaps in some ass crack lawyer's house. So you have no choice but to go there, play berserker, and loot that town until you find that dagger."

"Is pillaging allowed?"

"Perhaps."

"How about kidnapping women to serve as pleasure princesses to the Guild nobles?" I snicker.

"Now you're pushing it," She replies with a bit of humor in her voice. "May I finish?"

I nod.

She paused to catch her breath. "And that big X is the hotel, your starting point. Believe me, this one isn't going to be easy."

" I wouldn't want it any other way "

"Trust no one" Laura said, her tone deathly seriously. " Now is not the time to be stupid."

I nod. " Any enemies I should know about?"

" You will know when you get there. All the information is in a brown folder waiting for you in your hotel room. When you get to the room, study that map. Use the info that's provided for you there. Most importantly, know where the safe houses are. They could mean life and death, old man."

" Got it," I say in a serious tone. "When do I leave?"

"Tonight. Private jet. The taxi will pick you up around 9 tonight. So do what you have to do before then. And Dee?"

I looked at the map again. " Hmmm?"

"Be careful."

I could have sworn that I just heard a touch of concern in her voice.

"Aren't I always?"

I waited for a reply, but I got none. I look up, and she was gone.

And once again, I am left to myself....

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Phase Two - Sunnydale

The flight to Sunnydale was pretty uneventful. I ignored pretty much everything about the flight, the touchdown, even the short car ride to the Sunnydale Regis. All I could even think about was the time I spent with my dead wife I was always at peace when I was with her. I knew I could be so open with her, so vulnerable, so...loving. I was this was only around Claudianna. Of all who have died on me in my life, Claudianna's death hurt me the most. I knew it hurt to be alone, but this was all too new to me. The more I thought, the more I put things into some sort of perspective, and the more I did that, the more it hurt.

So I choose not to think as much.

Sometimes, it hurts just to hurt.

***************** 4 hours ago *********************

~~~~~~~~ Flashback~~~~~~~~~

I stood in front of my wife's gravesite. I could hear the taxi in the background. The driver would wait on me. He too is a member of the guild, so he understands that I want to say my goodbyes. I knelt down, and placed 4 roses on her site.

One red rose.

One silver rose.

One pink rose.

And one orange rose.

Claudianna always had a thing for orange roses.

I wanted to cry, but I just couldn't do it. It hurt too much to even shed a tear.

I wanted to get angry, but then I heard her voice in my head.

* Why so angry beloved? *

*I miss you. I wish you could have stayed, if only for a while longer."

*It was my time Dee. *

*I hated watching you go. *

* I know. *

*What the hell am I supposed to do now? *

*Stay strong, my old man. I need not tell you things that you yourself already know. My time on earth with you was, and always will be one of the happiest times in my life. Yes, the cancer has taken my body, but it will never take my heart, nor will it ever take my love for you. Remember what your mother told you? *

*Umm Hmm*

*Be happy then. You need not mourn anymore. I am with you always. *

* And I you *

*I know. *

*Can I see you again afterwards? *

*Of course you can my beloved. *

* I love you. *

* And I love you. *

And then my wife's voice was gone. I knelt there for a moment, and then stood up. I always found comfort in talking to her. Of all the people I have known, Claudianna was the only one who truly accepted me for who I really was inside as a person. She will always be the one I can honestly say that I truly loved.

I looked at the taxi driver, who was now sticking his head out of the cab window. He nodded at me. I made my way to the taxi, turning back one more time to my wife's grave. I gave her a strong smile, and a nod before heading off to do the mission before me.

I didn't notice that the orange rose I placed was now joined by another orange rose.

Only Claudianna could so something like that.

~~~~~~~~~End Flashback~~~~~~~~~~

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I get the key to room 2011 from the clerk behind the desk. As I head towards the elevators, he hurriedly runs up to me. I am not in the mood to be snuck up upon, so I drop my black gym bag. I turn around, and grab him by the arm. "What?" I snapped.

I could see that he was scared out of his drawers.

" I was told to give you this." He gives me a brown envelope.

"Who told you to give me this?" I ask harshly.

"A.... ahhh...Mrs. Wipe told me to give this to you. She said that if I didn't give this to you, she would cure me of my memory" he stammered. He was near tears.

Laura.

The poor kid must have seen her wicked smile.

I let him go.

"Get the fuck out of my sight, " I whisper to him as I pick up my bag, and walk into the elevator.

I don't even bother to watch him piss his pants.

The elevator trip to the fifth floor was as boring as watching that kid trying to describe Laura. Mindwipe did, and always, have that effect on men. I step off the elevator on the fifth, and walk down to my room. I take a look outside the window in the short distance. It's still light, but I can see a trace of darkness beginning to rear its colors. I step inside Room 2011, and shut the door. Soon after, I plop the bag down besides the bed, and proceed to open the brown envelope as I sit in a nice roomy chair. One by one, I begin to pull out the contents of the envelope. It was a letter from Laura, with two lists marked 'A' and 'B' respectively.

I unfolded the letter, and began to read.

Dee Dee,

If you are reading this, I know you are in Sunnydale, and that you are in room 2011 in the Sunnydale Regis Hotel. The B list is the Guild safe houses, and their locations. Memorize them. But the more important list is list A, which are the possible locations of the dagger of Tepes. Also on this list are the finer spots of Sunnydale, and major streets.
You have two main objectives: One is to find the exact location of the dagger of Tepes. The second, and the more important objective, is to acquire the dagger. Keep in mind that the jewel is far more important, but nail both if you can. Also on that list, is what you may refer to as " Targets of opportunity". Use these targets, and their facilities to help you find the dagger. You have full authority to terminate anyone who interferes. If things do get out of hand while you search for the dagger, do not hesitate to call for assistance. The guild members in Sunnydale will not move unless you say so. In other words, they are under your command.

As for enemies, there are plenty in Sunnydale, chiefly The Scoobies, and the Vampires, not to mention various demonic sects. There are also various pagan sects there as well, and plus there's the general population. None of these groups should be taken lightly, so always be aware.

According to one of the Guild safe houses, there have been at least five confirmed deaths while the dagger was headed west. Each of the victims were of noble birth, and the last known sighting of the dagger was somewhere in Las Vegas, so it's confirmed that the dagger is there in Sunnydale. Be careful. We do not know who now has possession of it, but at least we now know that there.

You now know what the Order of Operations is. Rest well, and commence your mission when you wake.

Good luck Dee Dee.

Laura.

P.S.- P was right. That dagger is a poisoned pawn.

I closed the letter, and walked over to the bed. I took out the clothes I would wear while I'm out, and I placed the gun next to where I will be resting. I took a final look at both lists and finally closed them. I placed the information in the portable shredder I took with me, and shredded the details in case someone followed me. I plopped down on the bed and set my watch to beep at 9 pm before going to sleep.

Game time was only hours away.
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