========================================================================= Date: Sat, 27 Apr 1996 22:02:51 -1000 Reply-To: kevinm@PIXI.COM Sender: Highlander TV show stories From: Kevin Matsumoto Subject: XOVER: Companionship a FK/HL Crossover pt 5/? Author's notes: OK well, the inspiration for this story (or the blame for giving me the idea :>) can go to Perri Smith for her excellent (IMHO) stories "What's Past is Prologue and House of the Rising Sun" which go me thinking _Why_ would a Vampire and an Immortal stay together? Especially when each tends to drift apart from their own kind easily enough. Also to the writers of the Niamh series, The Forever Not story Revelations (The original inspiration for part of this story.). Disclaimer: in chapters 1 thru four. Companionship by Kevin Matsumoto kevinm@pixi.com A Highlander/Forever Knight Crossover story Chapter 5 Metro Station. 3 nights later Nick was bent over his desk reading a file from the Calgary Police Dept. His eyes scanned the small text, trying to find some pattern to the killings. Calgary had had a similar string of murders 4 years ago. 3 people, 2 foreigners and 1 local resident had been found decapitated. Nick noted that unlike their victims, the victims in the Calgary cases were well respected individuals. Pillars of the Community. Definitely not the same as the two in the morgue. Felecia Maddox had turned out to be wanted by the French government for Industrial Espionage. She had an outstanding warrant for her, under the Katharine Noir. Justin Sinclair apparently was wanted by the Peruvian Govt. on gun running charges. "What's up?" Nick jumped slightly as he turned to the see the face of his partner Tracy Vetter peering down at him. "Not much. If it weren't for the fact that all the Calgary victims were decapitated, I'd just put this down to coincidence." Tracy looked at the sheets. "Well here's another coincidence for you then. Interpol says that a _Felicia Maddox_ left France for Canada, guess how many years ago?" Nick looked again at the papers in his hand. "Ahh...Let me take a wild guess... 4 years or so?" "And the plane landed in Calgary." Tracy finished. "The only reason she wasn't arrested on the spot was that they had no way of knowing that Felecia Maddox and Katharine Noir were one and the same individual until we faxed them that photograph." Tracy had picked up some of the papers that Nick hadn't managed to read yet and began browsing thru them. "Well, well, well..." "You found something?" Nick asked "I think so. You remember that pizza delivery guys statement. The part about the lightning?" "Sure, he said that it looked like _quote_ a scene from Star Wars _Unquote_. What about it." Tracy double checked the two reports in her hand. "According to this, in the two cases involving foreigners a _Freak_ lightning storm was described in the area." Nick shook his head. "But the police report on the last murder. The one involving the local. Occurred in the alleyway next to a bar and the witnesses didn't mention anything about a Lightning storm, Freak or otherwise." Tracy released an exasperated sigh and went back to reading the reports. Suddenly she exclaimed "Waitaminute, Nick, The local? Matt Rhyner?" "A Bank Manager. What about him?" "According the police records, while he was a upstanding citizen, he had a series of Drunk and Disorderly complaints filed against him. Apparently whenever he got drunk, he'd started harassing the first female that he saw. The alcohol level in his blood at the time of the murder was well over the legal limit of intoxication." Nick took the report from her hands and went over it. "So you think that maybe Rhyner harassed Maddox and she lured him outside and cut off his head?" "Or maybe he followed her outside and when he wouldn't leave her alone she killed him!" Tracy finished. "Even excluding that murder, it still doesn't bring us any closer to a pattern. Just that in every murder there was a lightning show." Tracy pouted, Nick thought. She looked at the papers in her hand like they could tell her something that wasn't written on the paper itself. "It also doesn't tell us, If Maddox did kill the three in Calgary..." This time Nick finished her sentence. "Who killed Maddox?" "Exactly" Nick sighed and went back to reading. This was going to be a very long night. A Palatial Estate about the same time. Brian Farmer looked around his estate as the _buzz_ that announced the presence of another Immortal was felt. Finally he saw the lone figure waiting near his favorite roses. Picking up his weapon Brian walked out of the palatial mansion and approached the waiting figure. "Alexander Tyrell at your service" He said speaking his true name as a courtesy. "And who do I have the pleasure of facing?" "Doesn't matter." Said the grim figure. "Either way who cares." With that, the man spun a battleaxe from behind him and cut at Brian's head. Brian dodged, only a fool attempts to block an axe with a saber. For the next several minutes both opponents tried to break the others defenses. Brian using a quick, fluid style that relied on subtle parrying moves which diverted the Axe rather than blocking it. And his opponent using the normally brutish axe with a skill that terrified Brian. Brian thought as his opponent's quick moves drove him steadily backwards. He stopped that train of thought and concentrated on suckering his foe into a trap. He kept his blade low as though anticipating a strike to his legs. His opponent took the bait, bringing his axe down in a crushing blow that would have shattered any blade attempting to block it. But Brian had never intended to block. In one fluid move he threw himself forward and to the right. Tucking and rolling he came up slightly behind his opponent facing his strong arm. In a fast cut, he sliced the arm from wrist to elbow. His opponent dropped the axe. Moving backwards he looked like he was about to run. Brian's smile was feral as he closed on his now helpless foe. Suddenly the man smiled. Brian paused, confused. Then he saw what the man had pulled out from his jacket pocket. He turned and began to run. He got as far as the door before the man emptied the gun into his back. Less than a minute later, all the alarms in the Estate went off as an electrical surge blew out every window facing the garden. Metro Station an hour later. As the phone rang, Nick gratefully stopped reading the Calgary reports and picked up. "Knight here." Whoever was on the other end got Nick's attention quickly. "Right, OK Right away. The Farmer estate, Got it." As Tracy looked up from her share of the files. Nick announced "C'mon Tracy, looks like he's struck again." Tracy shook her head as she grabbed her jacket and followed her partner out. 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