TITLE: Introduction
AUTHOR: Ragna (writinggoddes@aol.com)
RATING: FRC
SPOILERS: None, unless I miraculously get hired to write for the show.
DISTRIBUTION: Sure, just tell me!
DISCLAIMER: Everything except what comes out of my pretty little head belongs to Joss and Mutant Enemy. Or, in the case of the Fantasy Island charahters, ABC and it's ilk.
FEEDBACK: Wanted. Needed. SEND IT!
AUTHOR'S NOTES: This is a demented idea I'd tossed around for a while. Anyway, it's a BtVS/Fantasy Island (the new, now cancelled one) crossover. This is my first crossover piece and deals more with the BtVS charachters. Spike is sort of a chaperone to everyone else's fantasies...except one. And he gets something out of each one.

***

Mr. Roarke stood up. "We have...different guests coming this time." He looks at his employees. The plush background was tropical, beautiful. He was ignoring it, though, and trying to concentrate on the task at hand.

Cal and Harry fidgeted, while Ariel sat comfortably on a divan in the main part of the hotel. "What makes them so different?" Cal asked.

Mr Roarke looked at them. "We have vampires coming. Actual vampires, and Slayers, and witches. Even a Watcher or two."

"What does all that mean?" Harry asked, brushing a stry piece of lint off his immaculate suit.

"They're killers and hunters, some of them," Areil said lazily, annoyed with the other two.

Mr. Roarke nodded. "We'll have three vampires, two Watchers, two Slayers, one witch, one werewolf and two normal humans."

"What type of fantasies are they having fulfilled?" Cal asked.

"Ones that might make your blood run cold..."

*** Willow had found a spell to allow the vampires to be in the sunlight, and had cast it before they left. In two seperate planes.

Spike had to literally restrain Drusilla, who desperately wanted to be with Angel, and it made him sick. Not the actual restraining...that reminded him a bit of torture, which he loved. It was the fact that even after Angel had his soul, after he was back with the Slayer, she still wanted him. Faith was in their plane because none of the others trusted her much.

The people and vampire in the other plane were Angel, Buffy, Willow, Oz, Xander, Cordelia, Giles and Wesley. It was a bit uncomfortable in there, with there being so many people, but it was better than riding with the other three.

"Wow," Willow breathed. "Check this out..." he looked out the window, and a look of awe was etched on her face.

"It is beautiful," Buffy said, glancing around.

"Is the sun usually this bright?" Angel asked quietly, getting nods from everyone else.

The planes landed then, and they got ready to step out. "Well, whatever else, this should be an interesting vacation..." Wesley said, being the first to be ready.

"Yes, it should," Giles replied, and they began to exit the plane.

***

Mr. Roarke waited as the new guests got off their respective planes, and noticed many things. He knew who they were, what their fantasies were, and all that, but he wasn't prepared for the outright hatred between some of them.

Spike was still restraining Dru, and was off to one side of the area. The Scooby Gang had broken off into sets: Angel and Buffy, Willow and Oz, and Cordelia and Wesley. Giles and Xander stood alone, uncomfortably, to the side. Faith was in between these two...factions.

"Welcome to Fantasy Island," Mr. Roarke said, catching their attention. "I believe you will have an...interesting time."