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)
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.
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 12/25 + Epilogue (This is not a WIP. One Chapter will be posted daily, until complete.)
Rating: 1 -25 R, EPILOGUE NC17
Chapter 12/25+ Epilogue
Rating NC17 Overall
An hour later Giles snored by the fire and Oz stared into the flames and glanced occasionally at the closed door. He was a simple youth, a bastard raised by monks with little education, he could barely read and write his name. But the monks had beaten the scriptures into him, not well enough to prevent his thieving, but well enough to know that men loving as man and woman was judged a sin. He had listened to the sad tale and been touched by it. For all Navarre was aloof and brusque he appeared underneath a just and noble man and his deep love and devotion for the hawk was clear to all. And Xander seemed a gentle and honest soul and the look in his eyes at the mention of the Captain or when he spoke of him, was of pure love. Oz could not believe that God would condemn two such men for simply loving each other.
If only he could be certain. He was filled with a need to speak to Xander, to sit with him and talk for a while. He crept to the door and slipped silently into the room closing the door behind him. The fire was low and Xander now covered in warm skins, asleep. Oz silently crossed the room and placed logs on the fire, when he turned back, Xander was watching him.
Oz fidgeted under the steady, brown eyed gaze. "I, I'm sorry Sir I didn't mean to wake you."
Xander eased himself up a little and shook his head. "It's all right, you didn't."
Oz rushed to the bedside. "Sir, don't you'll start bleeding.!"
"It's all right, I'm much better, Father Giles knows what he's doing." Xander paused and assessed the youth. Spike would never betray him, he was sure, but still......... "What is your name boy?"
"Daniel Osbourne but they call me Oz." Oz pulled the stool beside the bed and sat down.
"Well Oz, thank you for this." Xander indicated himself. Oz smiled a little and nodded. He continued. "You ride with him, The Captain, you are his companion?"
"Yes." For an instant Oz saw a look cross Xander's face which might have been envy, then it was replaced by one of resignation. "He is well?"
Oz wanted to blurt out that the Captain had eyes and love for no one but Xander, yet somehow that was too personal, he searched to find the words. "He is well, he has hope in the future like you." Xander turned his head away. " 'For the love of God, take this hawk he must live. He said. He is my only reason to go on living.' "
Xander turned back, his eyes suspiciously bright. "He said that?" He whispered.
Oz nodded. "I swear it Sir."
Xander smiled and held out his hand. Oz grasped it in both of his and in that instant Oz made up his mind. For an hour they sat in companionable near silence until Xander drifted back to sleep and Oz crept silently from the room and curled up near Giles and went to sleep.
Cold pre-dawn woke Oz. Giles was already up and just coming from seeing Xander. He looked tired and drawn, his shoulder's slumped. Oz sat up. "Is he, is Xander alright?" He asked urgently.
Giles held up his hand. "He is well, the wound is closed and sealed. There is no sign of infection." Giles crossed to the wall. "It is almost dawn, William will be coming."
Oz stood and regarded the tense back. "Do they know that you were the one betrayed them?" Giles glanced at him, a look of haunted sadness on his face. "William knows. If he'd had time, I believe he would have killed me. It would have almost been a blessing if he had. For two years they've wandered living a half life as man and beast and for two years I've lived with the guilt and sorrow of what I did. But God let me live for a reason." He turned a look of hope on his face. "He has sent me a sign, given me the knowledge and means to end all this, to break the curse."
Oz started forward and as he did so the first rays of sunlight caught him and both men froze watching the rising sun. There was the sharp cry of a hawk from inside the keep. "Quick Oz, let him out!" Oz crossed to the door and flung it open and jumped aside as the hawk flew passed him and soared, calling into the air, swooped and flew off in the direction of the forest.
An hour later they appeared on the road beneath the castle. Spike riding Goliath, the hawk on his arm. Giles leaned over the wall as Spike drew to a halt, Oz stood just out of sight. Spike sighed. "I thought you might be dead, there were times I wanted to kill you myself." He glanced narrow eyed at Giles.
"There were times I wished you had." Giles nodded and replied.
"At any rate, thank you for this." Spike nodded and smiled at the hawk. "Tell the boy I'm leaving now, he can come or stay." He shrugged. "It's up to him." He started to ride away.
"Lord Almighty! William, Spike for the love of God wait! Listen to what I have to say!" Giles rushed from the wall and trotted over the drawbridge and stood near Goliath. Spike regarded him coldly, head slightly tilted. "God has shown me mercy. He has sent a sign, knowledge and a means to end the curse."
Spike stiffened his eyes narrowing. "Damn you! You betrayed us once." He hissed.
"If you and Xander can stand before the Bishop both as men, the curse will be broken." Giles continued.
Spike snorted. "Bloody Hell man! You know that can never happen." He urged Goliath on.
"Wait!" Giles ran a pace. "Not as long as there is night and day. But three days from now His Grace holds a great Mass for all the clergy. During that time, in Aquila there will be a total eclipse, night without day, day without night. For those few brief minutes I believe you and Xander will both be as men. If you confront the Bishop at that time, the curse will be broken."
Spike glared. "God has not sent you a sign, he has made you mad! I plan to confront the Bishop, to kill him and bring an end to it once and for all!" He snapped, Giles staggered back. "But you can't! If you kill The Bishop the curse can never be ended!"
"Nevertheless, that is how it will be." Spike turned Goliath and began to trot away.
Oz had heard it all, he ran over the bridge and after the knight. As he passed Giles he whispered. "It'll be all right. Follow us as best you can." Giles nodded.
He ran up to Goliath. "Sir, Sir!"
Spike stopped and half smiled, he gazed gratefully at Oz. "I am in your debt."
"Me Sir? No Sir." Oz shook his head.
"I ride to Aquila. I will not force you to come with me. it's your choice." Spike said flatly.
Oz looked thoughtful. "Aquila? Aquila you say. Well let me see, I happen to be going that way myself. Mind if I tag along?"
Spike shook his head and smirked a little. "Climb up behind me." Spike lowered his arm and helped Oz up.
Steadily Goliath plodded on, ever nearer to Aquila and the lover's destiny.