Date: Fri, 28 Jun 2002 13:07:18 -0700 (PDT) From: Author James <authorjames2002@yahoo.com> Subject: Chronicles of a Real Dark Knight 50 Disclaimer: This story, though maybe not in this chapter but in subsequent chapters, will have celebrities in it. I have no knowledge of their sexuality and this is not intended to imply their sexuality. This is all from my own mind. Scary!! People actually get a glimpse into my mind!!! Buffy, the Vampire Slayer, Angel and all related characters created by Joss Whedon. Copyright 20th Century Fox. Batman, and all related characters created by Bob Kane. Copyright DC Comics and Warner Bros. X-MEN, and all related characters created by Stan Lee. Copyright Marvel Comics and 20th Century Fox. The Vampire Chronicles and all related characters created by Anne Rice. Copyright Anne O'Brien Rice. Harry Potter, Hogwarts, and all related characters created by J.K. Rowling. Copyright Scholastic Press, Inc. I don't know for sure if I will use all the above elements, but just in case, I have myself covered. In this story, which has been floating around in my head most of my life, you will find many universes merging, as the above copyrights reveal. I hope you all enjoy this. I appreciate any feedback that you may want to give. This story doesn't deal so much with sex, sex, sex, but more of my feelings that I struggled with and am starting to come to terms with. Part of his background is mine. I do hope that you enjoy it!!! Any emails you send, please tell me what chapter and story you are commenting on. Thanks. Author James <authorjames2002@yahoo.com> Chapter 50 Saying Goodbye I awoke early the following morning. It was good to visit with my friends from Excalibur and the Princes and their family. It was even good to see Christian if only to end things on a proper note. But today was a new day for me. Today, I was going home to Lance. I figured by the time I would get to Orlando it would be dark. I could surprise Lance. He believed me dead. Just like "That's When I'll Stop Loving You" says, "When lies become the truth". I wasn't dead. And I had not stopped loving him since the day we got together. If anything, my love for him had grown. I showered and dressed in the clothes that I had left Lance wearing. I didn't waste any time as I packed my bags, too. Nothing was going to stop me from leaving. Not even the end of the world. Once my bags were packed, I went downstairs for breakfast. Albus was up along with Jayce eating breakfast. "Good morning," I greeted cheerily. "You're in a good mood," Jayce noticed. "What has brought this on?" "I'm leaving for home today." "Ah, yes, of course. Rather exciting, isn't it?" "I'm returning to my soul mate. All is good." I sat and served myself some of the food on the table. As I ate, Harry came down in his pajamas and robe. "Good morning," he greeted. "Good morning," we replied. "Harry, today we return to Hogwarts," Albus said. "Today?" Harry asked. "Yes. Our work here is done. All is set right again. Eric is returning home today, as I'm sure Hyppolyta is, too. There is no longer a need for us here." Harry nodded. "What did you think of your adventure?" "It was terrifying. I hope I don't see another vampire or demon again." We all smiled at Harry's response. He smiled, too, served himself some food, and ate breakfast with us. "Would you see us off?" Albus asked me. "I would be glad to seeing as how I escorted you from your school." After breakfast, Albus and Harry packed their bags and we climbed in the car. In no time, Jayce had driven us to King's Cross Station where they would catch the Hogwarts Express on platform nine and three-quarters. We climbed out the car and I helped carry their bags through the magical wall to the train. "Thank you for your help, Professor, young Mr. Potter," Jayce said to the two wizards. "It was our pleasure," Professor Dumbledore replied. "It was a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Haverhill," Harry said to Jayce. "Mine as well, Mr. Potter." Professor Dumbledore turned to me. "Mr. McCoy, I am glad to have met you. You are a great warrior and a great soul. It was an honor to fight by your side against the forces of darkness." "The honor was mine, Professor. It is rare that someone gets to fight alongside a great wizard such as yourself. And young Harry, as well." Professor Dumbledore shook my hand and then climbed on board the train. Harry turned to look at me. "This is goodbye," he said. "Yes, it is." "I am not very good with goodbyes." "Neither am I." "I guess we have a lot in common." I nodded and Harry grabbed me in a hug. "Will I ever see you again?" he asked. "I don't know, Harry. We don't know what the future holds." Harry nodded and looked up at me. "I'm glad to have met you." "Me, too, Harry." I patted Harry on the head and he climbed on board the train with his bags. The train whistle blew and began its journey out of the station. Harry stuck his head and arm out the window and waved. I waved until the train had departed. "Are you okay?" Jayce asked. "Too many goodbyes, Jayce." Jayce nodded in understanding and headed back through the magical wall. I followed and we went to the car. The car phone was ringing as we climbed in. "Hello?" Jayce answered. "Yes...will do." Jayce hung up the phone and turned to me. "That was Quentin. There is an emergency at West Minster Abbey. Vampires have taken the people hostage." "Let's go," I said. Jayce started up the engine and drove to the church. I climbed out not dressed in my Bat-suit by my regular clothes. "Aren't you going to change?" Jayce asked. "No. Eric McCoy is going to take care of this." I walked over to a tree and snapped off a sturdy branch. Jayce talked with the Bobbies and they let me through. I neared the door, took several deep breaths, and entered. I wasn't used to going into the jaws of danger without a costume on. The church was cold. I looked around at the stained glass windows. I could feel the holiness of a house of God. That was something I always enjoyed: walking into a church and feeling the presence of God. "What are you doing here?" a voice said from the front. "I've come to slay you," I said to the vampire standing at the front of the church. The parishioners turned and looked at me. Three vampires moved close to the hostages. "You forget we have hostages. We can kill them rather easily." "You are not going to do this," I said. "Why not?" "Because I'm going to stop you." A vampire moved behind me thinking I didn't know. The vampire leader smiled a disgusting smile. I shoved the tree branch behind me and staked the vampire. It screamed and turned to dust. I ran to the front of the church only to be tackled by the three vampires. I kneed one between the legs and it rolled off me. I backhanded one and flipped the other over my head. With a quick motion, I staked the vampire I backhanded and the vampire I kneed. Then I flipped up and turned. The vampire I flipped over me stood glaring at me. He swung his leg at me. I blocked it. His attack was followed by a punch at me. I blocked that as well and shoved the stake in his heart. He turned to dust as I turned around to face the leader. "You've managed to kill my minions. But you have to face me." "Not a problem." I felt confident. I had a plane to catch and I wasn't about to miss it for a measly vampire. The vampire leader glared at me. He ran at me and I ran at him. I lunged at him and he grabbed my wrists. His head flew forward and he head butted me. My head snapped backward with the impact and pain. "You can't win," he snarled at me. "I'm going to eat your heart right out of your chest." I brought my face down to look at him. The look in my eyes and on my face must have intimidated him. His countenance changed from fierce to fear. "Sorry," I replied. "My heart belongs to another." I moved my hands around and grabbed the vampire's wrists and then brought his hands down. I brought my leg up and kicked him in the chest. The impact sent him down the aisle to the podium. I marched up to him as he clutched his chest. "Say goodbye." I grabbed him and threw him into the large wooden cross hanging in front of the stain glass window and watched as he burst into flame. The vampire's dust settled and I turned around walking back down the aisle. The parishioners looked upon me with gratitude for saving their lives. I kept walking, though, right through the door and up to Jayce. The Bobbies looked at me wondering what happened. I opened the passenger side door and turned to the Bobbies. "It's all clear," I said, and then climbed in the car. We arrived back at the castle and I saw Hyppolyta in her white Greek gown with bracelets on and crown in her hair. "Leaving so soon?" I asked. "It is time. I have spent enough time in man's world." "You have to admit we are not all that bad." "No, YOU are not. Spending time with you has caused me to reconsider the positions we Amazons have on men. Maybe, some day, you will be able to come and visit Thymiscira." "I would love to visit you some time." "Perhaps. One day." "Can I help you with your bags, your majesty?" Hyppolyta looked on me narrowly as if she were ready to tear my head off for assuming she was too weak to carry her own bags. Then, she realized exactly what the friendly gesture was: a friendly gesture, and she nodded 'yes'. I reached down and took two of her bags. "Quentin," she said to the Watcher standing in the doorway to the lounge. "If you should ever need my help, do not hesitate." "I will not. Thank you for your service to the world." Hyppolyta nodded to Quentin, then to Jayce, and walked out the door. I followed with her bags around the side of the castle. "Are you catching a plane at the airport?" I asked. "No. I have my own transportation." She walked into the nearby field and to my amazement seemed to step up on nothing and sit her bags down. I approached where she was and handed her the bags. "What the..." "It's an invisible jet," she replied. "Once inside, the occupants become invisible to the naked eye. Only Amazons can see it." "Amazing," I replied. Hyppolyta smiled at me. "This is where I give leave of you. It was an honor to fight by your side. You are a credit to your people." "A credit to males?" I asked. "No. A credit to homosexuals." She smiled at me and pulled the stairs up. I stepped back not knowing exactly which way she was going. Then I heard the jets come on and saw a little bit of blue flame coming out the back. The blue turned and I watched as it taxied across the field then lift off into the air. In a moment, the sound of jet engines was heard overhead but not a plane was in sight. I waved just the same hoping she could see me. "Goodbye, Hyppolyta." I walked back to the castle to find Jayce standing at the door with my bags. "I take it you are ready, too?" "Yes," I answered. "It has been a long trip." "I hope you will come back to visit." "I don't know, Jayce. Dying is one thing I do not want to repeat. Ever." Jayce laughed at me as we put my bags in the car. I turned to Quentin. "I will check in with the Watcher in Sunnydale and see what is going on. What's his name again?" "Rupert Giles." "Thanks." "No. Thank you, Mr. McCoy. For everything." "Next time, don't make it an immortal demon. Maybe a bunny rabbit or something." For the first time, Quentin laughed. I laughed, too, and then climbed in the car. Did he laugh because what I said was funny? Or did he know of a demon that looked like a rabbit? I hoped it wasn't the latter. Jayce climbed in the drivers' seat and started the engine. Down the twisty mountain road, he drove, and into the city, past Buckingham Palace and West Minster Abbey until we finally arrived at the airport. We climbed out and took my bags through customs. As the announcement for my flight came over the loudspeaker, Jayce turned to me. "I appreciate all you've done for us, Eric. You've saved the world." "I couldn't have done it alone. Everyone else played a major part in our victory." "Maybe one day a group of heroes such as yourself will band together to ensure things like what almost happened never do. It was difficult gathering all of you together." "Maybe," I replied. "One day." Jayce smiled at me and shook my hand. "Sorry about keeping you from your life. I hope you can pick up where you left off." "Me, too." I took my carry-on bag, which had my Bat-suit in it, and walked through the metal detector. I walked to the gate, turned to Jayce and waved. I could hardly believe it. I was boarding a plane that would take me home to Lance. A dream I had ever since arriving at this place almost three or so months ago was finally coming true. I was going home. I was returning to Lance. The End So ends "Chronicles of a Real Dark Knight". What do you think? I hope good thoughts. Any ideas or suggestions. I'm always open to feedback from the readers. I still need pictures of a Batmobile and Batcycle. Please, any help is greatly appreciated! Look for "Trials of a Real Dark Knight" in a few weeks!