Disclaimer: I own neither series. I hope the owners don't bug me about it.

Author's note: To all my loyal readers: WELCOME! To the next installment of Hand of Fate! I originally thought about naming this Hand of Fate II: Electric Boogaloo. HA! Just kidding. But seriously, this is the first of four sequels. That's right, four sequels. I hope you all bare with me as I'm back in school, as I'm sure many of you are. But I hope I don't disappoint. Anyway, what will make these sequels special is the fact that they will now be crossovers. So in case you miss it last story, you see some special co-stars in this story.

P.S. to OneHorseShay,

I'm taking a page from your book about how crossovers can work. Considering what I'm doing for this story, and what we've talked about, you can imagine what I'm going to do here and in the future. Anyway, on with the story.

August 30th, 1999

The Beaumark

San Francisco, California

A young man and a young woman, both with dark hair had stepped into the hotel taking in it's fairly lavish atmosphere. They had been on a very long trip and needed some rest. Normally, the two would've been worried about having to stay in such a place. However, this was easily taken care of month ago. The young man approached the counter gaining the receptionist's attention. The lady smiled at the young man, which had caught him off guard, as back home, barely anyone really showed a smile that genuine. There was also the small fact that he had his eye cut months ago.

"Good evening. And welcome to the Beaumark. Checking in?" the receptionist asked smiling.

"Yes ma'am. Last name: Harris," the young man answered smiling back.

"Alright. And how long will you be staying Mr. Harris?" she asked.

"About two weeks," he answered.

"And what type of room would you like, Mr. Harris?" the woman asked. She noticed that the young man's companion was getting a little impatient with the questions. Sh couldn't help but laugh inwardly, as it was her job, and she always enjoyed when couples came to the hotel.

"Just a one bed room, please," Mr. Harris said hesitantly, his face somewhat flushing.

"Very well. Room 515 offers a lovely nighttime and morning view of SanFrancisco," the receptionist responded warmly.

"That will do just fine," the young man said, hoping that was the end of it.

"Here are your room keys. Enjoy your stay," the receptionist said, as the couple walked away.

"Geez, that took too friggin' long. Who asks that many questions? I swear it's like she was trying to pry information out of us," the young woman asked her boyfriend.

"Don't know what to tell you Faith. But seeing how nice this place is, I can see why," he said to his girlfriend.

"I guess you're right Xander. Man, can you believe that we'll be back in the 'Dale in a couple of weeks?" Faith asked Xander.

"Yeah. It's like we're gonna wake up form one big dream. Except we're going right back to a place full of nightmares," Xander said solemnly. Faith moved to her boyfriend to comfort him. Ever since the mayor's destruction, she had noticed that Xander had seemed to have withdrawn into himself a little. It had taken her a week into the road-trip to get Xander to open up. She learned from her boyfriend that he had been feeling remorse about the defeat of the mayor. She could understand why as the man was still a human, even if he had sold his soul to live for as long as he did.

Eventually, Faith had managed to get Xander to move past this as she knew how he felt. She had almost killed Finch herself but was saved. The difference was that one willfully killed and those killed committed horrible acts against humanity. For most of the summer, they had traveled taking in sights of the southwest and even managed to get to the east coast. The rest of the time, they had gone out in search of people who may have needed help. Most of the fighting had been against vampires and low-level demons, so there wasn't much t worry about. It was a month ago that Xander had gotten over what happened with the mayor and the two had returned to some normalcy. But it seemed Sunnydale was a place where normal just didn't exist.

The young couple walked into their room and were in awe at the size and the beauty of the room. They both figured they would take advantage of the amenities while they were in town.

"Well...looks like we'll breaking this room in tonight," Faith said sultrily to Xander. Normally, he would've jumped at the chance. However, he wanted every other chance he could take to further develop his and Faith's relationship. Although, there was one other thing.

"Uh, Faith? I'm not sure I'm up for another night like last time. I thought I wouldn't be able to use my legs for at least a week," Xander joked slightly with Faith. She gave him a pointed stare which turned into a slight smile. She remembered how she 'rocked his world' a few nights before and he couldn't stand being able to think about sex as the chain reaction caused him much discomfort until he had felt back to normal.

"Okay, boytoy. But that ass is mine first sign you're feeling up to it," she said flashing him a wicked grin. Xander merely smiled back and they unpacked for their stay.

Outside of the hotel, a presence had caught on to them earlier and had watched them as they arrived. This 'demon' had always seen to it that the young couple would be aware of what was happening wherever they went as he was the young man's guide. However, he knew their arrival here in this particular city was likely to cause some major feedback with supposed fates of the three most powerful humans that lived here in this city. Whistler was about to leave his spot when he was approached by a beautiful woman with long, brown hair and what looked to be silver robes.

"So what brings you here old friend?" she responded.

"Just keeping an eye on a charge, Ariel," Whistler responded.

"Sure. You're 'keeping an eye on them'. Of course, what only matters to us is what He commands of us. Though I can't imagine why he sent you to the hellmouth when the Powers are over that area," Ariel responded.

"Oh please. You really think those blasted Powers would really help everyone there? They let Angel lose his soul without any warning which is why I was sent to awaken the young man's potential," he responded.

"Why do you suppose they would allow such a thing to transpire?" Ariel asked as she had never really bothered with the Powers before.

"For one simple reason. Power. It's all about power. They think they have it but they're really just a bunch of cowards. In fact, one of my visions has shown me that two of them die by the hands of a demon by the middle of next year. What does that tell you?" Whistler says to his friend.

"A lot actually. Enlighten me. I was watching the discussion that the Summers girl had with her watcher and her friends when your charge and his best friend learned about her role in the war. What was the watcher going on about that origin story of the demons?" Ariel asked looking put off by the memory.

"Ah yes. The world being so old that the Old Ones made it into a hell before it became a wonderful place. It's a lie that the Powers themselves had perpetuated. And chances are the Elders have done the same with their origins. Two groups tasked with helping and protecting those who fight evil yet they only help it along by trying to manipulate everything that humans do. Even worse is the higher being that belongs to the Powers. You saw what she was planning on doing correct?" Whistler asked his compatriot.

"I did. Yet I see she still resides in the realm of the Powers. What thinks they have the right?" Ariel asked looking at the fedora wearing being.

"They're taking it. That was why I was sent to give the kid his power and train him as well. He's come along well. But for what lies ahead, it'll take a miracle for him to stay alive. Considering that the Source ad the First will be planning their next moves soon after the kid changed the fates of so many," Whistler replied.

"You really don't say their names anymore. Are you afraid of them?" Ariel asked, making a slight jibe at him.

"Fear of the name increases fear of the thing itself. At least that's how I heard it said once. Amazing what humans can come up with. Anyway, I don't fear either one of them. But I have a great displeasure in knowing that they try to take from man and Him. But the time will come when they are dealt with. For now, we keep our eyes open. Make sure you send the sisters out of the city first chance. But only after they've met the kid," Whistler ordered.

"What of the whitelighter?" Ariel asked.

"He'll protect them no matter what. Unlike his comrades, he knows the difference between what's right and what's cowardly. I'll see you later Ariel," Whistler said before disappearing in a flash of light.

"Till next time my old friend," Ariel said disappearing in a similar flash of light.

August 31st, 1999

Prescott Street

San Francisco, California

Xander and Faith walked along the street taking in the sights of the beautiful houses that were lined up along the way. They had gone to breakfast and talked about the sights of the city. This was one place they decided to see as they never seen residences so beautiful, up close and in person. As they continued walking, Xander sensed something in one of the houses. As he looked up, he saw a large red house, with white outlining. As he continued to gaze at the house, he noticed that there were two set of powers. One seemed to surround the house, while one other was in the center. He couldn't explain it, but Xander felt that this power was something to behold. He walked up the steps to the front door. He wasn't entirely sure what he'd say to whoever answers but he hoped to learn something useful. The young man rang the doorbell and waited. After about fifteen seconds, an older woman answered the door. She had hair the almost came to her shoulders, fair skin, and, if he was honest, a wonderful figured. Her green eyes showed that she held great strength but also a deep vulnerability that was barely visible. She looked at Xander curiously.

"Hello. Can I help you?" she asked trying to be polite. However, she was on edge.

"Hi. My name is Alexander Harris. But you can call me Xander," he said.

"My name is Prue Halliwell. Now can you tell me what brings you here, Mr. Harris?" Prue responded.

"Please. Just Xander. And...I know this is going to sound strange but...has anything weird happened here recently?" he tried to start off. He wasn't sure what it was but for some reason the four powers seemed to be somewhat at odds and yet she didn't seem to be affected.

"Why would you be asking that?" Prue asked still confused. She could sense something from the young man standing at her doorstep. She couldn't sense any evil from him. Yet, he held something that she hadn't felt since her powers were awakened.

"So that's a yes then?" Xander asked. Before Prue could reply a demon suddenly shimmered behind Xander. Before the demon could move, Xander blasted it with an energy bolt sending it flying off the steps. Faith saw this and immediately went to kill it until she was stopped by Xander, who appeared next to her and dragged her to the house.

"Get inside! Quick!" Prue shouted to the two. Once inside, Prue shut and locked the door behind them. She looked out and saw the demon had vanished. She let out a breath of relief but then looked at the two accusingly.

"Alright, you better start talking because we've been living quietly for months now. Are you two demons?" Prue asked ready to send them flying across the house if necessary.

"Whoa! We're not demons, lady. I don't know what my boyfriend here was thinking. But he must've felt something coming from this place or else he wouldn't have bothered," Faith explained.

"Wait. You felt the nexus. But you don't have any magical power coming from you. But you're practically radiating with some power. Who are you guys?" Prue asked.

"I'm Faith. And now you know Xander. We're not from around here. We arrived last night. We were sort of going cross-country. We stopped off here before we head back home," Faith began.

"Which is where exactly?" Prue asked not liking what the girl's tone was indicating.

"Sunnydale," Xander replied.

"Sunnydale?" Prue asked having heard of the place before. She found it odd that they live there considering the murders that she heard took place.

"Yeah. Seeing as you're strangely familiar with demons, I guess we'll tell you what we know," Xander said. Xander and Faith told Prue everything that happened to them since their own encounters with demons up until they met each other and what happened after. Prue had listened tentatively to their story and she was surprised by what she was learning.

"So these Powers are really just setting up a lot of your friends to either suffer or die or both. But this Whistler guy came to you, gave you power and you've prevented certain destinies from happening. But instead of more people dying, you actually created a more positive outcome," Prue discerned.

"That's about it. So what about you? How do you know about demons?" Xander asked. Before Prue could answer, two other women entered the house. Xander immediately felt two more powers similar to Prue.

"Hey Prue. We're home," said one of the women. One had brown hair that reached her shoulders. Her brown eyes seemed to speak of an instinctual nature to stay on her own ground when she feels necessary. She had skin just as fair as Prue's. The last had hair shorter than Prue's and had brown eyes that shone with excitement and a bit of wildness. She had fair skin as Prue and the other woman. As Xander got a good look at the three women, he noticed a resemblance and came to a conclusion.

"You're all sisters," he said, causing them to stop and look at him.

"Yes you're right. And you're about to learn of our strange connection to demons. This is Piper and Phoebe. We're white witches," Prue pointed at the one with long hair and short hair, respectively. They looked to Prue strangely and then to Xander and Faith.

"They showed up and we all were attacked by a demon. This young man here saved us with an...an...what exactly was that Xander?" Prue asked.

"An energy bolt," Xander responded receiving worried glances from the other two sisters.

"What?" he asked.

"Usually demons are the ones who can do that. But you're human? How's that possible?" Piper asked. Xander took a breath and told his story over for the other two sisters.

"So what about you three?" Xander asked.

"We had our powers activated almost a year ago when Phoebe found the Book of Shadows in our attic. It basically helps us whenever we deal with anything magical or demonic. All the women in our family have been white witches. And our fight against demons started almost a year ago when we were attacked. We've held our own against our enemies and even survived. But we lost some good people along the way," Prue began, thinking about Andy's death.

"I'm sorry to hear. I know how you feel. My best friend was killed by and turned by a vampire," Xander said.

"There's vampires?!" Phoebe asked shocked.

"Yeah. At first they were hell to deal with. But after getting my power, killing them is like tearing through paper," Xander said dryly.

"But what about the person they were before?" Piper asked.

"Thing is, the vampires we've seen aren't like what you've read about. When a vampire feeds and turns a person, the soul is gone away from the body. And a demon takes control of it. It can walk, talk, even like the person who it was before being turned, but inside it's a demon. However, it's possible for a vampire to regain their soul back. But Faith and I have only known it to happen when a vampire is cursed with one," Xander explained.

"What do you mean cursed?" Prue asked confused.

"We have an ally back home. Over two hundred years ago, he was a horrible vampire. But he attacked a gypsy tribe's daughter and killed her. They used a powerful dark magic spell to give him back his soul but it wasn't permanent. If he ever attained a moment of pure happiness, he would lose it and become evil again. He lost it once. I told you about it actually. He got it back but it was too late. You know what happened after," Xander finished.

"This is unbelievable. Here we are just coming into our powers, and yet no one has even bothered to explain this! LEO!" Prue shouted out the name when lights flashed and a good-looking man with dirty-blonde hair and green eyes appeared in the middle of the room.

"Easy Prue! I think you rocked the higher plane with that call," Leo tried to joke only to have Prue shoot an irritated look at him.

"Sorry. What's going on? Who are these two?" Leo asked noticing Faith and Xander's presence.

"These two are from Sunnydale. Home of the hellmouth," Prue stated. Leo looked at them shocked and then focused intently on Xander.

"What are you doing here?" Leo asked.

"My boyfriend just wanted answers. What the hell are you anyway?" Faith asked feeling like she just fell into a dream.

"I'm a whitelighter. And you two shouldn't be here," Leo said.

"So what? Your town, your rules?" Faith asked getting defensive.

"No. I didn't mean it that way. Thing is, the Powers That Be are in charge of you all being safe as the Elders are of keeping white witches safe. You two being here is strange. I need to orb up and see what the Elders are saying about this," Leo said before orbing away. This amazed Xander and Faith.

"I don't understand. Why would us being here be strange if he already knew about us?" Xander asked.

"Who knows. We're still sort of new tot his whole thing," Piper said just as Leo orbed back down, looking confused and distraught.

"Leo what's the matter?" Phoebe asked.

"You're not going to believe it. Xander here seems to have caused what the Elders are referring to as a breach in the lines of destiny," Leo began to explain.

"What does that mean exactly?" Prue asked.

"They wouldn't tell everything. But it seems Xander has done something that's shifted what the Powers set in motion and him coming here seems to have thrown off the destinies of you three and anyone you'll meet from this point on," Leo said shaking his head.

"You're saying our futures are changed?" Piper asked looking at her interest.

"Yes. But that also means those below are changing tactics," Leo said, looking to Xander as if he were trembling.

Lower Realms

The First and the Source looked upon the human realm as Xander and Faith encountered the Charmed Ones. It was an interesting meeting from the looks of things. The Source could only laugh at the Powers and Elders for their own arrogance in the plans they had for every human they believed they controlled. And it was all because of the actions of one human.

"So what does this mean for us?" the First asked.

"My dear child. All this means is that if planned correctly, we can strike him and his allies in one strike. He does not know yet but the ripples he's created in the lines of fate have already affected him and his friends. The encounter with the Charmed Ones has now affected their destinies, despite my misgivings about it. However, this also means that there are others he will touch. Even I don't know he will encounter in the near or far future. But it makes little difference. When the time comes, I will see to it that he falls," the Source said as he vanished back to his own domain.

"Not if I get to him first," the First said smiling wickedly to itself.