Authors Note - The following series involves refers to characters and
incidents from earlier stories of mine. To understand much of what occurs
from here on in, you should definitely read.

Harbinger Parts 1 - 14
Holmstead (featuring Katie Holmes)
Stolen Child (featuring Rachael Leigh Cook)

If you haven't read them, and you want to get the most out of this then read
them now. Also, if you're after a heap of plotless sex, you won't find it

Crossfire Part 5: Turned Ones Trilogy - Turning Point
by Arcane ([email protected])

"Hold up a second." Xander panted, causing Katie to stop running and turn
back to him. "I've got to catch my breath."

"I thought we were running."

"Not if I die of a heart attack first."

"I don't think that's likely."

"Well. Give me a moment. Anyway, do you have some sort of super powers or

"It's called being fit."

"Oh. What about the other thing?"

"The other thing."

"I overheard you talking about something in the library."

"Oh. Well. To put it simply, I can project lust."

"You don't have to convince me."

"Not like that. I can make other people feel desire."


"I don't know. I just sort of think and it happens."

"And how did you get it?"

"Well, that's kind of icky."

"I can handle icky."

"That was a polite way of saying I'm not going to tell you."


"Can we move now. So long as you know where we're going."

"Oh most definitely." he smiled.

"Xander did this?" Willow asked for the third time.

"Yes. I'm telling you he did."

"Well maybe he's possessed."

"The Pack. Season One." Sarah stood, slightly shaky.

"The pack?" willow pondered for a second. "Tell me later. Come on, Katie
might be in trouble."

"Sure." Sarah pressed the bump on her head again. "But in the world I come
from, being hit on the head hurts."

"Oh it's the same here." Willow shrugged as she walked cautiously. "We just
got used to it more."

"Shouldn't we contact the others."

"There might not be time. And besides, three of us can deal with Xander, even
a possessed Xander."

"I hope so." Sarah's voice didn't hide her uncertainty.

"Where are we?" Katie looked around the dimly lit room as an iron door
slammed shut behind them.

"Underneath and old church. Buffy killed a demon down here half a year ago.
Vagradis the torturer. Ring a bell?"

"I must have missed that episode. So what, we wait here?"

"No. There's a trap door up here that...." Xander shoved but it didn't move.
"obviously isn't open."

"What does that leave us with? Going back?"

Xander tugged on the iron door.

"No. I think that option is out too."

"Great. You got us locked in an underground torture chamber. That's just

"Well at least we're safe."

"Not from starvation."

"Look, the path here is secure. We use this place as one of our hiding area.
Once we go missing the others will look for us here."


"Sure. We have spots like this all over."

"Okay. So we wait... Don't get any ideas."

"What ideas?"

"Oh please this is the perfect clich‚ of two people getting stuck in a place
and winding up in each others arms."

"Really?" Xander almost seemed pleased.

"Forget it. I don't have room in my life for complications."

"Oh. And what makes life so difficult?"

"You don't have the energy I do, the power. It's like a buzzing inside me,
just itching to get out. And there are voices screaming for me to just
unleash my potential. I have to control that, at least until I get a better
understanding of what's going on inside me."

"Hmm." Xander seemed to be deep in thought. "So there are people inside you?"

"Not people. More like echoes. And One in particular, Catherina, an ancestor.
Like I said, it's complicated."

"I'm sure."

"Does this place give you the creeps?"

"Why?" Xander shrugged. "Do you have a problem with torture chambers?"

"I think most normal people would."

"But you're not a normal person?"

"Gee thanks."

"Well your not. Maybe your unease has something to do with how you got your

"Drop it."

"I was just saying.."

"I said drop it!"

"Fine." Xander slumped against a shelf. "Just let the issue build up inside

"Look here," Katie stood and walked over to him, anger in her expression and
voice, "You have no idea what this is like and I do not want to talk about
it." She prodded an accusing finger into his shoulder.

"And there is nothing you can do to get it out of me."

Xander whipped out a chop to her neck, sending her sprawling into his arms,

"Oh," he smiled wickedly, "I think there is."

"Nothing." Sarah returned to their table. "This place is empty."

"But we blocked the only way out. They can't have escaped unless.."

Willow stopped and rushed over to an alcove, pulling against a locked grill.
From where she stood she could see a trap door.

"Where does that lead?" Sarah asked, pulling at the door and finding it still

"Down." Willow replied.

"I meant specifically."

"Sarah, this is Sunnydale. With the tunnel systems we have, down is as good
as we're going to get."

"So what, we just leave them?"

"No. We go and call the others. Then we find them."

By the time Katie regained her senses there was little she could do to fight
back. She was manacled to a wooden torture rack leaning against a wall. She
tugged once but it was clear that she wasn't going anywhere.

"Xander!" she screamed in impotent rage. "What the hell are you doing?"

"Oh," he smiled back at her with a face that didn't seem like his own, "I
thought we could do a little bonding."

"Let me go!" she demanded, to which he only laughed.

Katie growled and considered what she could do.

"Let me go!" she yelled again, this time projecting a fierce wave of lust on
him, hoping to bring him under her control.

Instead it seemed to do nothing.

"So. That's a taste of your power. Very impressive. Very handy too. But I'm
afraid it will bypass me ad go straight to the vessel I inhabit."

"You're not Xander." Katie realised in horror.

"No. Xander is having a wonderful dream and while he does, I'm in control."

"What do you want?"

"Katie." he smiled slyly, "I want to talk."

"W.. what about."

"About you. About your wonderful power. And how you got it and everything to
do with it."

"What if I don't?"

"Oh I think you will. I really don't want to get rough. Besides, it's just

Katie weighed up her options. Whatever this creature was ( and given that she
was in Buffy's world it could be anything ), it was smart and had specific
goals. And it had her utterly helpless. No doubt it would make good on it's
threats and as Katie looked about the torture implements she was sure she
didn't want to push him.

She sighed in resignation.

"It started with the Marquis de Sade...."

"I can't believe he'd do this." Buffy argued as everyone walked into the
research chamber.

"Nether can I." Willow added. "Which is why I think we was possessed."

Giles sniffed slightly in unavoidable contempt for the poorly stacked
shelves. "I fear that this may very well have something to do with your being

"Quite possibly." Rachael noted. "I'd search for magic anomalies but.."

"Yes I know. It's Sunnydale." the Watcher sighed. "Everything is a magical

"And nothing is in balance."

"Are you sure that trapdoor is the only way out?" Buffy looked past the

"Unless there are trapdoors on the roof."

Without a word Rachael hovered upwards, examined the surface then floated
down again.

"Nothing up there." she said casually.

"I really want to learn that one." Willow noted.

"Well, this looks like the way." Buffy pointed then kicked the grill open.

"Fascinating." the non Xander smiled. "It's more than I imagined. It must be
terribly hard to keep that under control."

"Yes." Katie bit her lip.

"The constant pressure inside you, flowing inside you. The voices screaming
for you to get out. All that lust, all that desire compressed into one cute
little body."

"Is there a point to this?"

"Oh certainly. I just think it's wonderful that you have so much control." He
leant towards her, pressing his face next to her ear.

"And what it would take to make you lose that control."

"Fuck you."

"Hmm. That might be an interesting start. Think about it Katie, all that
pressure inside you, what about your desire. How do you feel?"

She thrashed slightly as he stroked the skin of her arm softly, running his
finger from her wrist to her elbow.

"Can you control your own desire?"

He stroked further down, pressing his fingers lightly against her shoulder.

"And if that desire were to get out of control, what then?"

He reached down further, brushing his fingers against her breast through the
fabric of her singlet.

"Don't you fucking touch me!" she screamed violently.

He recoiled his hand with a smile.

"Now Katie, you wouldn't want to lose control now would you?" he returned his
hand to her arm, stroking her yet again.

"Oh god." Katie swallowed in horror and disgust.

"I will be greater than God." he laughed softly. "And you will help me."

"No." she shook her head.

"You will. I know you will." again he reached down, cupping her breast. She
squirmed but did not scream this time, forcing herself to remain calm.

"Desire is a funny thing." he continued to speak as he kneaded her tender
flesh. "One moment it's absent and the next it can spring up from nothing at

Katie shivered as she felt her nipple become erect under the fabric.

"Isn't it familiar Katie? To be helpless. To feel that desire building inside
you. And you couldn't fight it then could you? You can't fight it now. You
can't help but lose control."

"I am not losing control." she growled.

"How can you say that?" slipping his hand under her singlet and bra,
strumming the bar nipple gently. "You can feel that Katie, but you can't
control it can you? No matter how hard you try. I control it. I control your
reactions with a single finger."

He flicked her nipple and she shivered.

"You see. That's control isn't it? And you don't have it."

"Even if you have my body.."

"I'll never have your mind? Maybe not. But maybe all I need is your body.
Maybe your body has the power and I don't need your mind at all. Perhaps I
can cut you out altogether and just control your body myself."

He grinned at the fear in her eyes.

"But I don't think so. It will be so much better if I have your mind. I'm
sure I can get inside you?"

"You can't." she stated.

"Oh I think I can. There are plenty of ways."

He reached down and unbucked her fly.

Katie lurched and bucked but there was little the could do to stop him. As
her fly came down a tear rolled down her check.

"Poor Katie. So helpless. You see again, no control. Feel that desire inside
you, burning in your mind, that raw passion. It wants to be used Katie, to be
released. You need that release."

He pressed against the fabric of her panties, feeling a slight wetness which
had formed.

"No control over that desire Katie." You see, you're losing control every

She didn't reply, only gulping back a whimper.

"But of course you haven't had any release since you got the power have you?
You didn't want to take the risk. But that doesn't mean it can't happen.
Perhaps if your body wants it enough,"

He began to stroke the damp fabric with a slow rhythm.

"Perhaps if you secretly desire that release, If the voices are screaming for
it, then it will happen regardless."

He began to press firmer and faster, the wetness building beneath the cloth.

"They want it Katie, the power wants to be released. You can't stop it."

"I.. Can." she gritted her teeth.

"Can you?" Let's see."

The hand reached under the fabric, pressing inside her, touching directly
against her tender skin.

Katie trembled, loathing the feeling that built within her.

"Release Katie. Give up that control. Can you hear hose voices calling?"

Katie closed her eyes, trying to focus. But the force inside her mind was
surging forth, calling for that release. She hung on, tensing her muscles,
trying anything to make sure that she didn't let go."

"You.. don't. control. me." she gasped.

"Don't I? It seems to me you're not in control at all.

His fingers moved faster and faster, rubbing her with increasing intensity.

Katie gasped again, her breath quickening.

"I will not!" she gritted her teeth, ignoring the roaring force in her body
and mind, trying to keep it at bay.




"Not now!"

Now Katie. Now.

Katie strained, fighting the voice that rose among the other echoes. The
voice which had called for her, which resided in her.

"Catherina." Katie moaned. "I.. am .. in control." she reassured herself.





Katie felt herself slipping, down into the mass of seething desire, down
among the other voices. Catherina was usurping her, using her weakness to
gain control.

"Catherina." Katie whimpered, feeling her control slip away.

The hand stroked one last time.

"YES!" the girl screamed in ecstasy, the passion flowing through her
unrestrained at last. Desire erupted form her spilling out through her body,
flooding her nerves from head to toe. Her body shook and trembled, twisting
against her bonds as the irresistible surge of power engulfed her.

She collapsed, gasping for air. She looked up at the youth before her.

"More." she demanded.

"Oh yes. There will be more." he smiled. , undoing her manacle. "There will
be much more for you Katie."

"No, she giggled as she fell into his arms. "Not Katie. Catherina."

Propelled by the sound of screams, Buffy hurtled down the corridor, the
others in tow.

She charged until reaching n iron door which refused to open.

"Katie!" Alyson yelled through the door. There was no reply.

Buffy pushed the door with her shoulder. It stood.

She kicked it but it remained firm.

"Move aside." Rachael indicated.

She stood before the Slayer and carefully pulled an old cobweb off the wall,
focussing on it.

"Am I missing something here?" Buffy asked Sarah who promptly shrugged.

Rachael whipped the thin web through the air. So thin in fact that it cut
right through the door, severing the bolt on the other side.

The door slid open.

Willow was tempted to make a comment on the magic she had seen but the sight
before her was of more concern.

"Xander!" she called out, not running to him just yet.

He lay on the floor on all fours rubbing her head.

On the other side of the room Katie stood, engulfed in a blue mist.

Before anyone could move the mist, vanished and Katie with it.

Xander rose to his feet, rubbing his head and looking about in confusion.

"Guys? What's going on?"

"Xander?" Willow walked forward. "It's you?"

"Of course."

"Where did she go?" Sarah stared at the spot where Katie had been standing.

"Through a gateway." Rachael looked at the void with equal concern. "To
another location."

"Xander?" Buffy asked, taking his arm. "What happened?"

"I don't know. I can't remember anything."

Suddenly he remembered everything.

And Xander Harris was violently ill.


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