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Adult ++
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13,266
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Chapter 1: Taking
Title: Sacrifice
Author: Caliadragon
Category: AU
Fandom: Buffy/Highlander
Part 1/?
Pairing: Xander/OMC this chapter
Warnings: Non-explicit Non Con, Violence, Language
Feedback: On list or at Caliadragon@yahoo.com
Archive: To any list I send it to, those with previous permission, BC and TtH
AN: Yeah I know I haven't finished any of the others I've been working on. So
you won't be surprised to find that this one will be updated very rarely. I'm
going to try to finish a couple of other fics. So I have no idea how long it
will take.
AN2: This is post chip Spike, but presoul. Doyle is still alive and Oz is
still with Willow. Anya never returned from wherever it is she went. Also this
is going to reflect a little bit of a challenge that I issued a while back
that had Oz kidnapping Xander to punish him for kissing ow. ow. Richie is
still alive and the demon was destroyed with the help of a certain slayer and
her friends.
Summary: Xander sacrifices himself to save those he loves. How will they live
with what he's done?
Chapter 1: Taking
Buffy grunted in pain and slammed into the wall. Shaking her head she surged to her feet, only to be struck back down. Nearby she could hear Spike cursing and Willow screaming. Her screams mingled with Willow's as the demon she was fighting stomped on her legs, breaking them. It then struck her in the head and she slumped into unconciousness.
Riley bellowed in rage and tried to fight the demons off so that he could reach his fallen girlfriend. Unfortunately he was no match for the demon and was soon sprawled on the floor, unconscious and bleeding. Willow, Giles and Spike were also down, each suffering from terrible wounds.
Methos, Duncan, and Richie were holding their own against the demons, but ultimately Richie fell. Methos and Duncan continued to fight against the demons. They had centuries of battle experience to call upon, but Duncan only had a few months of demon fighting on his side. With one false step he joined the others in a heap on the floor. Methos was doing well, but he was beginning to tire. He knew that the demons could outlast him.
He spared a glance around the room and saw that, besides himself, only three others remained standing. He wondered when and how Wesley had been felled and marveled at the fact that Xander was still on his feet. The boy was covered in blood and most of it was surely his own. Despair filled Methos as he watched the werewolf fall. Then the demon was eliminated as he tried to protect the
boy.
Methos killed the demons in his path and rushed to the boy. He never made it. As he pushed forward he was speared from the side by one of the demons' weapons. He dropped to his knees and slumped forward, unconscious.
Xander looked around and panicked. There were 10 of the silver skinned demons still standing. All of his friends had fallen, and he was afraid that they were all either dead or close to it. He whimpered in fear as the 10 began to surround him. Tears filled his eyes, but he angrily blinked them away. He would go down fighting, no matter what.
Just as he was certain they were going to attack, they all froze and cocked their heads to the side. They took a step back, but kept Xander surrounded. Xander was beginnning to pant with fear and wondered what they were waiting for.
Suddenly the middle two demons stepped aside and a man, at least Xander thought he was a man, walked through. "You are the one I seek," the man said.
Xander looked at him in confusion. "What do you mean?" he stuttered.
"You are the only one still standing. Therefore you must be the greatest warrior among your group," the man answered, as though it were obvious.
"No, I'm the one that was the best protected. I'm not a good fighter at all," Xander denied.
The man smiled and began to speak in a rapid fire tone to the demons. They each answered him in turn. When they finished speaking the man turned back to him with a scowl. "Well, this is no good. I need someone to use for my work. Kill them!"
"No wait! I'll do whatever you want, just don't hurt my friends," Xander cried desperately.
The man raised an eyebrow, "Anything?" A chill ran up Xander's spine, but he nodded. The man leered at him and smiled darkly. "Bring the boy, we're leaving.
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Two days later.....
Xander limped down the street in a haze of pain and humiliation. A part of him hoped a random demon or vampire would come along and kill him, while another part of him just wanted ow aow and Buffy. He was less than a block from Duncan's house. He d thd that someone was still alive, and home.
He hurt from the top of his head to the bottoms of his bleeding feet. He felt tears well up in his eyes again at the horrors he had lived through during the last two days, but he refused to let them fall. Later, when he knew he was safe and that his friends were safe, maybe he would cry.
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Spike lay quietly on the sofa; all around him sat weary and worried people. Eone one had survived the battle with the Fre'tauth demons. Everyone but Xander, who had apparently disappeared without a trace. Buffy's legs were in casts and they had actually had to kill Richie to heal him of his injuries. They were all in bad shape. Thankfully Doyle had called in some favors and the hellmouth was being patroled.
Oz caught the scent of blood, and Xander, at the same time as Angel and Spike. Spike growled as he tried to surge to his feet and couldn't manage it. Angel was the one to rush to the door and pull the boy inside.
The group was horrified at the sight before them. Xander was one, large injury. His arm was obviously broken, but what worried Spike most was that he was covered in blood, and completely naked.
"Willow?" Xander called brokenly.
She struggled up off the couch and limped to him. The moment she reached him he pulled her into his arms and sobbed brokenly. He was murmuring words and broken sentences. Angel eased Xander from Willow and his heart broke as Xander cried out brokenly for his friend. "Shh...Willow's still here, Xander. You're safe, Xander," Angel reassured the damaged boy as he lost consciousness.
What the hell had happened to him? As Angel shifted the boy in his arms he saw ragged tears in the skin of his buttocks. He felt dread fill him, and carefully checked the boy over. He swallowed convulsively as he realized that the boy had been raped.
Author: Caliadragon
Category: AU
Fandom: Buffy/Highlander
Part 1/?
Pairing: Xander/OMC this chapter
Warnings: Non-explicit Non Con, Violence, Language
Feedback: On list or at Caliadragon@yahoo.com
Archive: To any list I send it to, those with previous permission, BC and TtH
AN: Yeah I know I haven't finished any of the others I've been working on. So
you won't be surprised to find that this one will be updated very rarely. I'm
going to try to finish a couple of other fics. So I have no idea how long it
will take.
AN2: This is post chip Spike, but presoul. Doyle is still alive and Oz is
still with Willow. Anya never returned from wherever it is she went. Also this
is going to reflect a little bit of a challenge that I issued a while back
that had Oz kidnapping Xander to punish him for kissing ow. ow. Richie is
still alive and the demon was destroyed with the help of a certain slayer and
her friends.
Summary: Xander sacrifices himself to save those he loves. How will they live
with what he's done?
Chapter 1: Taking
Buffy grunted in pain and slammed into the wall. Shaking her head she surged to her feet, only to be struck back down. Nearby she could hear Spike cursing and Willow screaming. Her screams mingled with Willow's as the demon she was fighting stomped on her legs, breaking them. It then struck her in the head and she slumped into unconciousness.
Riley bellowed in rage and tried to fight the demons off so that he could reach his fallen girlfriend. Unfortunately he was no match for the demon and was soon sprawled on the floor, unconscious and bleeding. Willow, Giles and Spike were also down, each suffering from terrible wounds.
Methos, Duncan, and Richie were holding their own against the demons, but ultimately Richie fell. Methos and Duncan continued to fight against the demons. They had centuries of battle experience to call upon, but Duncan only had a few months of demon fighting on his side. With one false step he joined the others in a heap on the floor. Methos was doing well, but he was beginning to tire. He knew that the demons could outlast him.
He spared a glance around the room and saw that, besides himself, only three others remained standing. He wondered when and how Wesley had been felled and marveled at the fact that Xander was still on his feet. The boy was covered in blood and most of it was surely his own. Despair filled Methos as he watched the werewolf fall. Then the demon was eliminated as he tried to protect the
boy.
Methos killed the demons in his path and rushed to the boy. He never made it. As he pushed forward he was speared from the side by one of the demons' weapons. He dropped to his knees and slumped forward, unconscious.
Xander looked around and panicked. There were 10 of the silver skinned demons still standing. All of his friends had fallen, and he was afraid that they were all either dead or close to it. He whimpered in fear as the 10 began to surround him. Tears filled his eyes, but he angrily blinked them away. He would go down fighting, no matter what.
Just as he was certain they were going to attack, they all froze and cocked their heads to the side. They took a step back, but kept Xander surrounded. Xander was beginnning to pant with fear and wondered what they were waiting for.
Suddenly the middle two demons stepped aside and a man, at least Xander thought he was a man, walked through. "You are the one I seek," the man said.
Xander looked at him in confusion. "What do you mean?" he stuttered.
"You are the only one still standing. Therefore you must be the greatest warrior among your group," the man answered, as though it were obvious.
"No, I'm the one that was the best protected. I'm not a good fighter at all," Xander denied.
The man smiled and began to speak in a rapid fire tone to the demons. They each answered him in turn. When they finished speaking the man turned back to him with a scowl. "Well, this is no good. I need someone to use for my work. Kill them!"
"No wait! I'll do whatever you want, just don't hurt my friends," Xander cried desperately.
The man raised an eyebrow, "Anything?" A chill ran up Xander's spine, but he nodded. The man leered at him and smiled darkly. "Bring the boy, we're leaving.
_____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
Two days later.....
Xander limped down the street in a haze of pain and humiliation. A part of him hoped a random demon or vampire would come along and kill him, while another part of him just wanted ow aow and Buffy. He was less than a block from Duncan's house. He d thd that someone was still alive, and home.
He hurt from the top of his head to the bottoms of his bleeding feet. He felt tears well up in his eyes again at the horrors he had lived through during the last two days, but he refused to let them fall. Later, when he knew he was safe and that his friends were safe, maybe he would cry.
_____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
Spike lay quietly on the sofa; all around him sat weary and worried people. Eone one had survived the battle with the Fre'tauth demons. Everyone but Xander, who had apparently disappeared without a trace. Buffy's legs were in casts and they had actually had to kill Richie to heal him of his injuries. They were all in bad shape. Thankfully Doyle had called in some favors and the hellmouth was being patroled.
Oz caught the scent of blood, and Xander, at the same time as Angel and Spike. Spike growled as he tried to surge to his feet and couldn't manage it. Angel was the one to rush to the door and pull the boy inside.
The group was horrified at the sight before them. Xander was one, large injury. His arm was obviously broken, but what worried Spike most was that he was covered in blood, and completely naked.
"Willow?" Xander called brokenly.
She struggled up off the couch and limped to him. The moment she reached him he pulled her into his arms and sobbed brokenly. He was murmuring words and broken sentences. Angel eased Xander from Willow and his heart broke as Xander cried out brokenly for his friend. "Shh...Willow's still here, Xander. You're safe, Xander," Angel reassured the damaged boy as he lost consciousness.
What the hell had happened to him? As Angel shifted the boy in his arms he saw ragged tears in the skin of his buttocks. He felt dread fill him, and carefully checked the boy over. He swallowed convulsively as he realized that the boy had been raped.