Buffy stared at me as if I had grown another head. "You told Glory to give up on the key and get out of town...and she did?"
I shrugged, "Last I saw her she was curled on the floor, crying. If she took my 'advice', I don't know. She should. Glory is smarter than you know, I think..."
"Glory? Smart?" Buffy said and gave me a dubious look.
I shook my head "She didn't regard any of you as actual people, just lower beings. Why use tactics against things that can't hurt you?" and then I grinned "And I never said she was smart, just that she is capable of using other tactics other than 'HULK SMASH!'."
Buffy shook her head and leaned her back against the tree. We were in one of the graveyards as I found her during a patrol.
"And she regarded you as a equal?" she asked and I shook my head.
"She regarded me like a bunny would a tiger. Still, I have to leave. I do not know the time difference between here and Westeros. For all I know a thousand years might pass for each second I am here...in which case I have already lost. But I should leave as soon as possibly in any case."
"Are you coming back again?" She asked and I nodded.
"When I can. I need to at least deal with this entire war thing first." I told her and she stepped up to hug me.
"Try to keep them safe? The slayers I mean?" she said and I hugged back before letting go "I promise. Keep Dawn safe...she is The Key...but she is also more." I said and Buffy frowned.
"What do that mean?"
I crossed my arms in thought before I answered "Dawn was created to house The Key. But that does not mean she is not real. She really is your sister and she has a soul and all. The way she was made has nothing to do with things. Make sure she understand this. I would tell her myself, but I really need to leave."
Buffy nodded "Be careful."
I grinned "Am I not always?" I answered before I focused and pulled at my Spark as I turned and stepped out of reality.
Winds of light and uncreation clawed at me as I faced the Blind Eternities for the third time. Time, matter, sound and color. None of it having any meaning and at the same time being the same thing that mattered.
I gritted my teeth and struggled onwards, following the link my lands gave me to Westeros.
After a Eternity and as soon as I left the world of Buffy, I punched back into a reality, panting as I dropped to my knees in the middle of a snowy wasteland.
"What the fu..." was the first words out of my mouth as I looked around.
I must have been north of The Wall.
I struggled back onto my feet and looked around as I frowned. That didn't make any sodding sense. I left in the south, ending up in Sunnydale. That could be explained with the Hellmouth messing with things.
But if I left from Sunnydale, I should have ended up in my previous location. That would mean somewhere to the... west? Somewhere near the ocean? So why the fuck did I end up so far North?
I rubbed my forehead and looked around. I need more data...with more data points, I would sooner or later be able to figure it out. But I didn't have time for that now.
Shaking my head, I summoned a Raven and grew it to full size before I dumped one of my White mana into summoning a saddle for it.
I strapped it in place, climbed into the saddle and the raven took off. Flying south, I was forced to pull on my Red mana to keep myself warm in the frigid winds.
As the Raven flew it left me alone with my thoughts.
The location where I ended up was bugging me. Perhaps it had something to do with this world's seasons? I glanced up at the sun. Perhaps it was on it's side in a elliptic orbit? Perhaps in a two star system with one normal and one very small and cold second star?
I could see The Wall in the distance and I urged the Raven to fly as high as it could. I rather not have reports of giant ravens flying South across the wall. As we passed it I blinked and then cursed.
I just squandered the first and only real chance to get a proper pizza I had had in years. First I was on Omega, then I was on the Normandy and not before long, I was on Orilla. The little time I had spent on Earth was spent playing alien.
That made me very annoyed for the rest of the day.
At the very least, it looked like the same season when I left, not that would say much in Westeros. Hopefully that was a sign that not too much time had passed since I left. But a thousand years could have passed and by some coincidence, it is the same same season as when I left.
I frowned. A time keeping spell would be nice... It would require a reference point, say a enchanted stone that is left on the Plane in question. Then I would be able to have the spell use it as a reference point and tell me how much time had passed.
Blue mana should be used for such a spell, the question now would be how to do it.
As my raven flew, so did my thoughts.
AN// ckk185 is the one to thank for betaing this part.