Pretty Shiny

Pretty Shiny
Flora Winters

I do not own anything from Buffy or Smallville.

Summary: Glory will do anything to get her hands on a shiny octagonal key. This key will allow her to open a portal so she can use Dawn's blood once more to try and get home. A certain alien just so happens to possess the item she is after. Can this God of the cornpatch stand in the way of an almighty pissed off Hellbitch while he falls madly in love with the man she is trapped in?

This is not a Clarkie the Vampire Slaying Alien or anything like that. This is a Buffy/Smallville crossover.

Prologue

It had started out to be such a beautiful September 9, 2005 until that bitch Slayer destroyed everything. All her hopes and dreams vanished in the instant she looked up to see that stupid bitch jump into the portal, sealing it forever.

Oh, how she had made her stupid little friends pay. The old man was killed in an instant she popped back out seeing that he had been trying to sufficate her Ben. She had snapped his neck like a twig, if only the Slayer's had been that easy.

The next one to go down was that bleach blonde bag of ash. She remembered how he had screamed as she dug her fingers around inside of him back at her penthouse suite. It had been even more fun seeing his eyes bug out in horror as he fell into a pile of ash at her divine feet.

That stupid male friend of hers, the annoying, talkative one went down even easier. She just popped his head off his neck and tossed it to his ex-demon lover while plowing right through her neck with her fist. The silly little fool did manage to get a gargled scream out before she fell to the ground lifeless as her twitching boyfriends headless body.

All that was left now was the two witches. She was really going to make that Willow bitch payfor daring to lay hands on her beautiful face and fucking with her mind like that. She was a God damnit all to hell, and its not nice to fuck with a God thinking you're going to get away with it. Oh, no, the little worms could not even dare to imagine the pain she was in right now. The little meat sacks thought she had been killed adn were more than likely laughing at the fall of the once mighty and proud Glorificus.

She stumbled around and found the little bitches hiding behind a huge stack of bricks in tears chanting. She moved towards them only to be stopped by an invisible barrier in her way. She cocked her head to the side and just glared at the two of them while pecking on the barrier, "Little witches, little witches let me in so I can smash and bash your little heads in."

Willow's eyes bled to black pools of fire and lightning shot from her hands sending Glory head over heels into a bunch of scrap metal. Glory jumped up and wiped the blood from her nose, "You know what," she roared, "I'm going to fucking kill you!"

A giant shadow loomed over them and Tara looked up to see the giant dragon still flying overhead. With the portal now closed there was no way to send it back to whatever hell it came from.

Glory looked up and yelled, "Get down here you overgrown bag of scales and help your God out!"

The dragon dived and landed a few feet from the seething Hell God and roared as Glory walked over to it, "Shut your mouth," she snapped, "Before I change my mind and make an entire outfit out of you!"

The dragon's jaws shut but steam rose from it's nostrils and Glory cocked a delicate blonde eyebrow, "Listen worm," she warned trying her best to keep her composure, "If you are smart you will do as I say."

The dragon hesitated and lowered it's head in submission. Glory smiled and petted it's massive head and climbed up on the dragon's back looking at the witches, "I'll be seeing you," she sang, "Very soon."

She smiled at them while waving as the dragon flapped it's mighty wings and flew her creamy smoothness away into the night sky.

Both Willow and Tara heard a scream and they turned to see Dawn standing over the bodies of their dead friends. Willow fell to her knees in exhaustion and Tara called Dawn over to her so she could hold the both of them in her arms.

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It did not take her minions very long to find her. They just followed the trail of crazy people that were popping up. Being a God and the more brains she sucked the faster her powers were building. She was going to enjoy killing those witches nice and slowly.

Her minions found her in an empty mansion in the hills of Sunnydale sitting in front of a fireplace smiling into space while she rocked back and forth. They moved closer and her head snapped in their direction, "Bring all of my belongings here and I'll do my best to not try and kill too many of you tonight."

Her minions bowed, "As our Precious One commands us."

Her fist went through the floor shaking the foundation, "Just do it," she roared and they moved to do her bidding but she then snapped her fingers, "And bring me more brains to suck dry."

They bowed and were gone in an instant. She then turned to look back into the glowing fire. She was trapped in this lower plane of existence forever now. This hit her and it hit her hard as a tear actually fell from those baby blues. The dragon roared from the forest outside and Glory smiled evilly, "Hang on baby," she cooed, "Wait till mommy has had her fill and you may have the leftovers."

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Tara and Willow patched up Dawns cuts with magic and quickly made their way to the Magic Box. It had spell books and all kinds of supplies to put up a good ward against the Hellbitch whenever she decided to attack.

Tara quickly put up a strong defense spell all around the store that would set off sirens as well as give a nice electric shock to anything God enough to trigger it. She was taking no chances this time, and the mext few hours Willow was preparing some spells like tommorow would never come.

Dawn was huddled up in the corner behind the counter in shock at what was happening around her. She had seen the dead body of her sister and her friends. Xander's body had looked like the head had been squeezed right off, and Anya had a hole the size of a fist through her neck. She put her hands over her ears and cried.

Willow stopped what she was doing and ran around the counter to take her in her arms, "We're going to get her Dawnie."

Dawn shook her head frantically, "She's a God," she cried, "You don't know what she's capable of."

Willow was about to say something when the front of the store suddenly exploded inward with flames. Tara fell to the ground and Willow ran around to her and looked towards the entrance to see the black dragon roaring in the streets. Her breath left her when Glory walked out of the flames all in red and golden curls, "Wow," she said while putting her hand on her hip, "I never would have thought to look for two witches in a Magic Box."

Willow and Tara got to their feet and started to chant while Dawn stayed hidden behind the counter out of Hell God vision. Glory rolled her baby blues, "That was meant to be funny," she said while making her way through the rubble, "Does no one get my funny sarcasm?"

Willow screamed, "No," adn a bright flash of light went off and Glory screamed from being momentarily blinded as Tara cried, "Run Dawnie!"

Dawn scrambled to her feet and ran into the back room slamming the door shut behind her. Glory laughed, "I'm not after that uselss piece of scrap energy," she snapped, "I just want to kill you two just for helping that Slayer bitch for fucking up my plans."

Willow clapped her hands together and a suit of armor in the corner came to life. Glory turned her head just as it swung it's sword only for it to shatter on contact with her blonde curls. Glory snorted and kicked the tin can through the wall and out into the street.

Tara looked at Willow and formed a ball of pink energy and hurled it at Glory only for her to dodge it. It shot back around and smacked her across the face, and then bounched back and hit her in the stomach. She turned around and it smacked her in the ass sending her to the floor on her face. She looked up at Tara, "You're so dead witch!"

Willow's eyes bled to black and lightning gathered in her palms and Glory side stepped a little but the bolts hit her anyway. It stung like hell but she was not going to cry out. She was going to tire the two bitches out because her power was infinite as long as Ben stayed asleep.

"You can't keep this up forever," Glory said while laughing, "But I can."

Willow fell to her knees and Tara kept on chanting as Glory punched their barrier causing Tara to cry out and fall. Willow closed her eyes waiting for death only to hear Glory say, "What the hell?"

Both turned to see Dawn pulling something back from the door that looked to be a giant rubberband with a bowling ball in it. Willow realized what she was doing and threw herself over Tara as Dawn released it. It hit Glory smack in the face and exploded knocking her flat on her back. Willow and Tara scrambled to their feet and ran into the room with Dawn and locked the door behind them.

"Oh yeah," Dawn said, "I didn't even bother to lock the door."

"Why," Willow asked in horror at her stupidity.

"She would just kick it down," Dawn said, "Or run through it. She really isn't one to just check and see if the door is unlocked."

"Oh," Willow said and then saw the doorhandle jingle and she turned back to glare at Dawn who looked at the door in horror. The three of them just stood there and Glory ran though the wall next to the door smiling, "I didn't trust the door."

Tara couldn't even scream out as Glory suddenly lifted her off the floor giving her pretty little neck a good twirl. Willow screamed at the top of her lungs and Dawn passed out from the site of actually seeing one of her loved ones die. She dropped the body with a sick thud and held up her bloody hands sighing, "You people are so messy when you die."

Willow started to shake violently as red fire glazed across her eyes bleeding to darkness. The room started to shake and Glory groaned, "Not again," as Willow floated up in the air looking at her.

Violet fire flowed and swirled in her palms as she hissed magical words and Glory sped foward and back kicked her in the stomach and sent her flying back into the spear the dummy was holding. Blood shot out of her mouth as she looked from Dawn to Tara and in a dying scream unleashed her spell on Glory.

Glory just shook her head and threw herself to the ground as teh wave of fire shot over her which devoured the back wall completely. Willow gasped and Glory was standing right in front of her smiling as she sucked her brains out. When she was done, Willow was dead.

She looked around smiling at her handy work while she dusted off her hands and saw her useless key just laying there unconciouse in the blood of her friends. She smiled sweetly and lifted Dawn up into her golden arms and walked out of the destroyed magic shop to fly away on her dragon.

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Glory threw Dawn's unconcious form down on her bed and collapsed next to her. She turned her head over to the side and gazed at her key. Her key was very lovely on the eyes, and she was her key. She brushed her long delicate fingers that could crush solid steel into scrap metal gently throug her long dark locks only to be interupted when a minion ran in.

She sat up and glared at the scabby monstrosity for him to squeak, "Oh Great One you must see this," he said and quickly turned on the television.

Glory watched as meteors were falling from the sky all over the town, and memories from Ben's childhood flashed back. She glared at her minion, "And this concerns me why?"

Her minion bowed, "Holy One, Darba has had a vision."

Glory sat up, "Sel is it?"

"Yes," Sel said adoringly, "Oh Glorious One."

"Very good you little pimple," she snapped, "Bring me Darba!"

"Right away Beautiful One," he said and dashed away in joy.

Glory rolled her eyes and continued to watch the destruction of the town. This was Ben's childhood home was it not? She really needed to look into this but was once again interupted by her minions. She turned around to look at the white haired Darba, "Ok you scabby bitch, what's cookin'?"

Darba's eyes began to glow a milky blue and her voice was as hollow as an empty well, "In a town consumed by falling fire a power has been awakened. It is alien to this world but it shall set you free. A key in the shape of a perfect octogon do I see. Use this key to open a portal and once inside spill the blood of the key to tear your way through the fabrics of space and time Oh Mighty One."

Darba blinked and Glory just sat there looking at her with the most beautiful and wonderous smile on her face. She looked back at the screen to see the title read 'Smallville, Kansas. The reporter was talking about how this was the second time the town had been struck by catastrophe.

She knelt over Dawn and flicked her nose playfully and laughed while turning back to her minions, "Pack my shit you scabby little bitches," she commanded while smiling down at the sleeping face of her precious little key, "We're moving to Bumpkinville USA."

TBC...