So there was a reason why I had the 'Who would win in a fight' poll with Vecna and It- It won by the way. And the reason is because I have this mega It and St crossover that I've been thinking about for a while.
So in this Au, there's a time jump of five years after season four. There's been a war in Hawkins and St crew have been fighting Vecna during this. The only thing they've accomplished though is that Henry's control, his destruction, has been contained to Hawkins.
That is until Henry almost kills Will, but after almost he does, he gives El one last chance to join him. In exchange he would leave her friends and family alone. She takes his offer, feeling as if she is too weak to beat him.
El joins him, against everyone's wishes, feeling like this is the only way to keep everyone safe. El and Henry set out on the country, opening gates and releasing monsters from the Upside Down. Henry either kills everyone or 'flays' them into being mindless zombies for him, building his empire.
Edit: There's more under the cut, holy shit I have a problem with long text posts.
Everything is going according to his plan. The military is no match against him and whole cities, states, fall under his control. Then he gets to Derry. The place were It was supposed to be in It's long rest.
It woke up when It felt Vecna trying to invade Derry, and Vecna, sensing It, sensing the Deadlights, made him stop in his tracks. More out of curiosity then fear.
But you see It kinda has a problem with Henry killing everyone or flaying them. Don't get me wrong, It is a completely evil being but It is an evil being who needs to consume people to survive. In a word, It has a problem with Vecna killing It's livestock.
It and Vecna are kinda at war with each other but it's a little bit more complicated than that. This fic would have a lot of chapters from their perspectives. Really delve into what Henry would think of a being like the Deadlights and what It would think of essentially a human with so much power.
Anyways, Derry ends up not being affected by Vecna's reign of terror, at least not yet, and here comes the Loser's Club. They know It is awake and they know it's because of what's going on outside of Derry. Kinda got some moral dilemmas going on in the group because of this. Derry is safe but it's because of It's doing and there's the fact they find out they didn't kill It in the first battle. Also Bev's aunt moved back to Derry after everything started happening.
Back to the Hawkins crew, they find out that for some reason Vecna hasn't been able to invade this small town in the middle of nowhere Maine. Maybe El finds a way to get a message to them. She doesn't know why Henry hasn't invaded and she doesn't know why he keeps spending so much time at the border of Derry but she thinks the answer to kill Vecna is there. She doesn't know it's a trillions of years old space alien that eats children that keeps Vecna at bay.
The St crew sets out for Derry. They run into the Losers Club, who tells them about It. More chaos ensues.
This fic would include things like psychic mind battles between fearsome monsters, blind Max recovering from season four, Vecna terrifying the shit out of Stan, Mike W and Richie fighting, and ships!
The It ships would be Reddie, Stenbrough, and Benvery, and then for St it would be Mileven (in the beginning) and Lumax, those would eventually turn into Byler and Elumax. And Dustin H and Mike H.
For the people that know my blog, Yes I know these are the popular ships, and while I love niche ships, for this fic I would try to keep relatively in canon (as much as a crossover can be in canon) and these ships are either canon or the most likely to be canon if the writers weren't cowards.
I just have so many thoughts on this crossover and maybe I will write it one day. The reason I’m posting this now is because honestly I just want to talk about it. The idea has been in my head for a while.
okay but is there anything better than opening your email and seeing someone left an absolutely lovely detailed comment on the fic you spent every waking moment of the week writing
Thank you, anon! I’ll definitely use that at some point bc I just have so many places I’m using ‘clingy’ or ‘clinging’. Barring enough synonyms, I’ll probably just restructure things. Maybe. I dunno. Still on first draft here. Really tho, thank you so much, just for the answer! I wasn’t actually expecting anyone to care enough to give me one. ( •ॢ◡-ॢ)✧˖°
(thanks, i’ll probably post this to ao3, check the other 100 way drabbles out. i set this post-series bc i had no idea how to incorporate driving into canon w/ spike/buffy. i haven’t read the comics btw)
A road trip with a vampire isn’t exactly Buffy’s best idea. But Faith and Angel in some other city - maybe Hong Kong, or Vancouver, and Spike seems like the best person to turn to. It’s crazy but he’s who Buffy automatically calls now when she needs help, demonic or otherwise.
“Hello,” he says when he sees her, like they’re normal exes. Like they haven’t mourned each other. It’s dusk, and Buffy is reminded of how rarely she sees Spike in the light. Light seems contradictory to their relationship - forged in musty basements, stone crypts, and graveyards.
Buffy explains the sitch: powerful warlock in Oakland, could cause an apocalypse, etcetera etcetera. “I can drive,” Buffy says as she climbs into the drivers seat.
“No you can’t,” Spike says, laughing. “You’re rubbish.”
She didn’t care who drived originally, but now it’s an argument and she needs to win this. “I can drive. I got my license last year. I passed all the tests.” Spike scoffs but he doesn’t argue.
The ride is quiet. The roads from L.A. to Oakland are beautiful, but the scenery starts to blur together, especially as the sky gets darker.
Buffy and Spike are about halfway to Oakland when they pass a familiar diner. Spike chuckles. “Haven’t seen that place in years.” It’s a normal roadside diner; one that just happens to be situated a mile away from the Sunnydale exit. Former Sunnydale exit. Now that road leads to some other cheerily named California town.
Buffy clears her throat, her hands now shaking slightly. She’s overreacting, that’s for sure. There’s dozens of feelings and thoughts, and bad, bad images swarming her brain.
“I get it,” Spike says softly. They’re the only people on the highway at this time of night. “When I lost you...”
His voice trails off. Spike places his hand over Buffy’s. She notices that her own hand is more wrinkled than his now. Side effect of being the oldest slayer ever, she figures.
She feels Spike thumb stroke her hand, and the picture of him afire fades a little from her mind.
