naughty_fae (naughty_fae) wrote in bloodclaim,

The Wolf And The Hawk

Title: The Wolf And The Hawk (An S/X adaptation of Ladyhawke)

Warnings: HAU, M/M sex, violence, swearing, angst, possible humor, blatant use of movie dialogue, OOC, varying chapter lengths. Unbeta'd
Rating:Chapters 1-25 R (For swearing and violence) Epilogue NC17 (For M/M sex.)
Pairing: 100% S/X ( S&Oz, S&Oz&Giles, X&Oz&Giles FRIENDSHIP only)
Author: Naughty_Fae
Comments: Comment if you want to, though it would be nice to know someone is reading it.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, everything belongs to someone who is not me. I write for fun not profit.

Note 1: This is derived from the movie Ladyhawke and is dedicated to two of the most handsome actors ever: James Marsters and Rutger Hauer. It is also dedicated to the memory of Othello the magnificent Friesian stallion who portrayed Goliath.

Note 2: My heartfelt thanks go out to my dear friend Bmblbee, for holding my hand through the writing and posting process. *Hugs*

Note 3: This is a plot driven story. Chapters 1 to 25 Rated R for violence and language. Epilogue (Original writing, not part of the legend or movie) Rated NC17 for MM sex.

Note 4: This is fantasy human/medieval Spike, Oz and Xander and behave as such. Although BTVs names are used, they are NOT in Sunnydale personas.

Posted on Bloodclaim with the knowledge and support of Darkhavens *Hugs*

Summary: When the Count D’Anjou forfeits all his land and wealth gambling, his son the handsome, eighteen year old Xander is sent to live with a cousin in Aquila. It is hoped that Xander's good looks and title will attract a wealthy wife. But Xander meets William (Spike) Navarre the handsome, dashing Captain of The Guard. They fall in love. They keep their illicit love from everyone but their confessor. When they are betrayed to The Bishop of Aquila he calls down a terrible curse on the lovers. Can Daniel (Oz) Osbourne a thief and escapee from Aquila's dungeons help Spike and Xander defeat the curse?

Chapter 7/25 + Epilogue (This is not a WIP. One Chapter will be posted daily, until complete.)

Rating: 1 -25 R, EPILOGUE NC17

Chapter 7/25+ Epilogue

Rating: NC17 Overall

Oz watched in horror as the young man walked outside. "Sir please!" He implored.

The man half turned and smiled at him and then walked up to the wolf. The creature raised it's head, it's jaws still stained and dripping with blood and it whined softly. He extended his hand and the wolf sniffed and rubbed it's head against it. The young man petted it's head and fondled it's ears. Oz slumped back against the wall struggling to make sense of what he was watching. "Maybe I'm dreaming? My eyes are open which means I'm awake dreaming I'm asleep, or more likely I'm asleep dreaming I'm awake."

The young man's voice drifted to him. "You're dreaming."

"Shit!" Oz ran into the barn and scrambled up the ladder into the hayloft and peered out through a crack in the wood and watched the man and the wolf walk side by side into the forest. He fell back onto the hay. "I have not seen what I've just seen." He muttered. "I do not believe what I believe Lord. These are terrible, magical, unexplainable things and fuck Lord I beg you, not to make me part of them."

Angelus rode at break neck speed down the slope scattering the sheep before him. Without faltering his horse splashed through the stream and up the bank on the other side. A guard stood holding a fresh horse. Without a word Angelus vaulted from his horse and swung up into the saddle of the other. Raking his spurs along it's flanks the horse broke into a gallop and he was soon disappearing into the distance.

The forest trees were bare, the gloom of the day hung oppressively around them. Spike walked ahead leading Goliath, the hood of his cloak raised against the damp, chill air; the hawk perched on his hand. Leaves crunched under his booted feet and twigs snapped..

Oz huddled into a rough, woollen cloak the knight had given him as he followed behind walking beside Goliath. Thunder rolled in the far distance.

" Stop, we'll rest here" Spike gestured. He sat down leaning back against a tree, and pulling his cloak round him, he shut his eyes. "Not a great day for traveling."

Oz sat close by Goliath and pulled up his hood. "I could do with a rest after last night's going's on. The wolf should have killed me, but he tore out the throat of the woodcutter and left me alone."

Spike snorted as if disinterested.

"There's more, there was a young man, perhaps three or four years older than me. With dark hair and large, brown eyes. I thought I was dreaming, he said I was." Spike's eyes snapped open and he raised a scarred eyebrow. "He spoke to you?" Spike sounded incredulous.

"He did, you must believe me when I tell you these things!" Oz said earnestly.

Spike grunted. ""I do. I believe in dreams. What did he say?"

Oz huffed, he was sick of not being believed. He turned his head away. "What the fuck do you care?"

"Did this dream have a name?" Spike persisted.

Oz sniffed and frowned. "Not that he mentioned, why?"

Spike looked at the hawk. "Well, he might wander into my dreams and it would be nice to know his name, as if we met before. I have waited a long, long time for a man such as you describe."

He seemed to drift away, lost in thought for a while. Oz studied him intently. Suddenly the penny dropped along with his jaw. "Shit! You're...." What the knight wanted him for became painfully clear. He scrambled further back. "Sir I'm not, I, I don't, not that you're not attractive," Spike's face eased into a wicked smile. "because you are, attractive I mean, but I like women." He blurted.

Spike curled his tongue behind his teeth and waggled his eyebrows. "Fuck that's a damn shame, an attractive boy like you," he purred teasingly.

Oz looked ready to bolt, Spike threw back his head and laughed. Still chuckling he looked at the frowning boy. "You're quite safe, my heart, my soul, my life belongs to another." He stroked the hawk. "I'd die before I'd betray him."

Oz relaxed a little. "But you're not together?" He asked curiously.

Spike made no answer.

"Stop asking so many bloody questions, get some sleep. The hawk will alert us if anyone comes." Spike pulled his hood down over his eyes signaling an end to the conversation.

Oz leant back against the tree, but kept a wary eye on the sleeping knight. "I have got to be out of my mind, out of my fucking mind." Oz mumbled and shook his head.

Angelus rode on, changing horses twice more before he crested the hill overlooking Aquila and galloped along the road, the lookout shouted and the drawbridge was lowered. He thundered across and the horse's hooves clattered on the cobblestones of the yard beyond. He skidded to a halt at the entry to the Bishop's cloisters and a guard took his horse. He ducked in through the guarded, arched gate.

The garden was filled with the melodic sounds of a lute. White robed monks stood around idly. The Bishop stood under an elaborate canopy and watched intently as a youth in long, flowing, translucent, red robes danced. He took a bunch of grapes and fed one to the slender boy.

He noticed Angelus hovering uncomfortably by a fountain. "Why do you invade my cloisters, unwashed and unshaven?" He barked.

Angelus fidgeted uncomfortably. "Forgive me Your Grace, I have some grave news."

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