This story is set in the Stargate Atlantis universe. It is a Stargate/BTVS crossover and a sequel to "The Slayer's New Hope." If you have not read the first one, you probably should. However, you could probably still follow this if you have not. It is set after Buffy jumps to close the portal at the end of season 5. Before her death, she discovered that Daniel Jackson was her father. Joyce contacted him before she died. However, Joyce was able to ascend with some help. It is Joyce that keeps Buffy from falling to her death. At the end of the previous story, Joyce gave Buffy some choices: stay ascended, go to heaven, go back home, or begin a new fight in the Pegasus galaxy where she will never be the sole person responsible for saving everyone. She will be a part of a team. She chose to fight aliens like her father.

This is set during the end of season 1 in Stargate Atlantis. Obviously, it's after season 5 of BTVS.

Disclaimer: I do not own either Stargate Atlantis, SG-1, or Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Any characters in this story are mostly not my own. Only the story is mine.

Chapter 1: A Whole New World

*****Previously at the end of previous story*****

Buffy woke up and sat up. She was in a forest of some kind. A sharp stick was poking into her thigh. She moved her leg and realized that her leg was bare.

She screeched. "I'm naked!" she exclaimed. Quickly, she looked around for witnesses to her nudity. There was none. Relieved, she slowly got to her feet.

Memories flood her as she remembered her saying goodbye to her dad and sister. The jump. An image of her mother came to her mind. Did I see Mom? A feeling of peace came over her. A running crash startled her as she realized someone was running at a fast pace through the woods. She looked around, desperate to find something to cover herself with.

There was nothing. Buffy crossed her legs, moving her hair down to cover her breast. And her hands, well, there was only one place for them to go. Feeling exposed, she took a deep breath and faced the person or persons about to break through the bushes.

Now...

Since Buffy failed to find something to cover herself with, she braced herself for utter humiliation. However, when a giant of a man crashed through the bushes, he didn't give her much more than a glance. He just veered around her and kept running. His lack of reaction to her was a surprise. But the huge monster like things that were chasing after him were more so. Somehow, though, she knew they were the reason she was there. These new monsters were her new mission. She looked around for a weapon and a metal glint in the grass caught her eye. Reaching down, she grabbed the long sword that was there.

Thank you, Mom. It had to be her mother. Even though her memory was fuzzy, Buffy knew her mom had brought her to this place to help this man by killing these creatures. Her mother made she sure she wasn't defenseless. Why her mother didn't also include clothing was a very good question. However, she was grateful for the weapon. As someone whose life had always been led by the hand of destiny, Buffy knew that she was meant to protect the fleeing man.

So, she would.

Without hesitation, she grabbed the sword and charged. The creature hadn't registered her as a threat, so its weapon was not raised. When it finally raised its weapon—a gun of some kind, she jumped high and swung the sword hard. The sword cut through the things neck with ease. Buffy didn't pause but still twisted her body so that she landed on the other guy. She stabbed it in the stomach as its eyes widened in shock. Then she rose up to give her room to stab the creature again. That time she pierced its heart, and it stopped moving.

Buffy stood up and looked closely at the two creatures. Their faces were humanoid. Almost like a human face with tumors. The shape was wrong. But they both had a nose and a mouth—very demonic looking more than human. The hair on both was very long and white. They looked male, so she wondered if the long hair was normal for the creatures. Then she grinned when she realized something. They had clothes on. It was black and leather-like, but surely should could manage to put on some of it. The one she had beheaded fell back, so the clothing was free of blood for the most part. A little bit of blood didn't bother her that much.

She worked quickly to disrobe the creature. As luck would have it, the thing had on a white shirt of some kind that she could use to bind her breasts. She ripped it into strips and preserved her modestly. A feeling of relief came over her. The pants were too long, but she was able to cut the legs with the sword. The best part was the boots. When she put them on and took a step, they conformed to the size of her feet. Relief filled her. She didn't want to go traipsing through the woods without protection for her feet.

On impulse, she grabbed one of the alien guns, figuring it might come in handy. Grinning, she realized she could use the belt and holster. The completed ensemble was more than ridiculous. She had ripped pants that fell to her knees. Her knees were exposed and then the boots covered the rest of her. Her arms were mostly bare, but that was okay. The place was very humid.

Now she went to find her giant that these monsters were chasing.

Buffy moved quickly, going in the general direction that the guy had been going in. When she went around a tree, something grabbed her. Instinct had her struggle against the arms that held her. When she couldn't easily break loose, she butted her head back, forcing the hold to loosen. Then she twisted and turned, moving away. It was the guy she'd saved from the creatures. Buffy glared at him.

"Hey, I went with the saveage, and you attack me? Is that how you say thank you? Rude much?" she asked.

The man frowned at her and finally took in her appearance. "What in the worlds are you wearing?" he asked.

Buffy looked down and grimaced. Then she gave him a sheepish grin. "Well, I killed those two things that were chasing you and took their clothes. I was left here naked—not that you seemed to notice. I had to make their clothes fit. Luckily, the boots are one-size-fits all!"

The man stared at Buffy in utter disbelief. Then he began laughing.

"What's so funny? I don't look that funny!" Buffy protested in offense.

"Actually, you do," the man said with a snicker. "But I'm not laughing at your clothes but at your delusion. There is no way you killed those Wraith."

"Wraith? Is that what they are called? What kind of demon are they?" Buffy asked.

"They're not demon. They're alien," he said flatly.

"Oh," Buffy said, startled. "Is this not Earth?"

"Earth? What's that?"

"The planet we're standing on. I am from Earth. This is Earth, right?" Buffy asked, trying not to panic.

The man was silent, sobering as he gave her a curious look. "No, it is not."

Stunned, it was Buffy's turn to look disbelieving. What the hell was going on? How did she get here?

*****Atlantis*****

Elizabeth Weir, civilian leader of the Atlantis expedition, reread the message she'd received from Stargate Command over a week ago. A personal message from the newly promoted Brigadier General Jack O'Neill had come in that morning, forcing her to make a decision. It wasn't a hoax.

Her second-in-command, John Sheppard, came into her office without knocking. When had he become so comfortable with her? Instead of offense, it brought a smile to her face. John was an extraordinary man. After nearly a year, she counted him as a close friend. Good-looking and charismatic, he led the military on Atlantis with a firm but loving hand. No man or woman on his team would ever hesitate to follow his direction because they all knew that there wasn't a thing Major Sheppard wouldn't do to keep them and their floating city safe. Elizabeth trusted him not only with her own life but with the life of the entire base.

"You wanted to see me?" John asked.

"Have a seat," Elizabeth said. "I received a message from SGC a week ago that I've been sitting on."

"Why?" John asked. It wasn't like his boss and friend to keep anything from him. They were a team. He'd never dreamed a civilian leader of an expedition this size could be such a great leader, but she was. She never hesitated to make the tough decisions, yet she always listened to his suggestions. If she didn't go the way he wanted, she always made sure he understood her reasoning. They were the perfect balance. She was cool under fire. He was impulsive, even rash. Neither of them, though, would back down from a fight.

"Honestly, John, I didn't know how to take the message. Then I received a message from Jack O'Neill this morning that echoed the first message, assuring me that it wasn't a joke," she said. "They also included a file with more information. You should probably read it first."

"Why would you think the SGC would send you something you couldn't trust?" he asked, frowning.

"It's better if you just read it yourself," she said, handing the first message to him.

We have it on good authority that Daniel Jackson's daughter may be in the Pegasus Galaxy. Her name is Buffy Summers, and she gave her life protecting Earth from a threat as great as any alien invasion. She is a mystical warrior with powers to fight super human threats. An Ascended being contacted Dr. Jackson and assured him that his daughter had ascended but did not stay in that state. Instead, she has chosen to join the fight against the Wraith. We do not know exactly where she is or what she will remember. Instruct your teams to keep an eye out for a petite, beautiful blonde with green eyes that looks nothing like a warrior. You will know it is Buffy by her skill in battle. She can beat Teal'c. If you find her, contact us immediately. She is to be a member of your team. You will find her a valuable asset. The President has cleared her and has signed off on her inclusion. Be on the lookout. More to follow.

John gave Elizabeth an incredulous look. "Is this a joke?" he asked.

"I wasn't exactly sure myself," she admitted. "No teams, though, have reported any unusual encounters. I wasn't disobeying orders, just trying to figure out what was going on. I had contacted SGC for further information, and when today's supplies came in, O'Neill sent me a file."

She handed John a folder. He opened it and looked at a picture. The face was young—too young to be a seasoned fighter. He went through the file, ending with Jack's personal message. The file contained information about the subterrestrials threats that were on earth and attempts to monitor and contain them. A report on a failed Initiative and current teams fighting global rise of demons and other creatures.

Demons? This was unbelievable. As John read, he realized he lived in a place of myth—a floating city created by the Ancients. How could he not take this report as truth? The revelation of hellmouths on earth shook him to his core. He fought a desire to return home. The instinct to protect his own was hardwired into him. His eyes met Elizabeth's.

"It's a lot to process," she said, understanding completely what was going through his mind.

Jack's message was on the final page, written in his familiar scratch. There was no doubt the message was from him.

This is no joke. You cannot imagine what this girl has accomplished in her short life. She was called and empowered as a child—barely fifteen. She moved onto a hellmouth and fought monsters equal to the Wraith nightly. Imagine the experience in just five years and you will understand why the SGC and the President have asked that you find her and bring her to Atlantis. Picture what you think a daughter of Daniel Jackson might be like and split her into two. Dawn, the younger sister has his intellect. Buffy his heart and selflessness. She won't just be an incredible resource, but she will elevate your entire expedition.

As the daughter of my best friend, I consider her family and would be greatly upset to discover she was not treated like such by you and your team. When you locate her, please make sure she is able to communicate with Earth. Her family and friends are anxious to hear from her.

Sincerely,

Jack

"Wow," John murmured when he was able to speak again. He read the letter more than once. "I guess we have to find ourselves a supernaturally empowered vampire slayer that is lost somewhere in the Pegasus Galaxy."

"Don't you mean a Wraith Slayer?" Elizabeth corrected with a wry grin.

"Rodney's head is going to explode when he reads this," John said with a smirk.

"I'll make sure you're there when I tell him," she said with a chuckle. "Let's pass around copies of her picture to the teams and begin an active search."

"I'm on it," John said, eager to find this mythical warrior. Dr. Jackson was a man admired by everyone who met him and held in awe by those who'd only heard of his incredible exploits. For being his daughter alone, the young woman would be given the utmost respect. Knowing, though, more about her, John was looking forward to making this particular woman's acquaintance.

*****Chapter End*****

As I wrote this, I realized that I've probably gotten Jack's titles/rank wrong in the last story. I believe he took over SGC before Landry. Forgive the mistakes. SG-1 will be in this story in a limited capacity along with the rest of the BTVS characters. I'm not sure yet how long this story will end up being. I have a few chapters written and hope to update at least once a month.