Sacrifice

AN: I guess I should have mentioned this sooner, I am severely playing with the time line. Xander, Willow, and Faith are all around 18. Kendra and Buffy are both 19. Yes Kendra is still alive and Faith never went bad and until recently was not a slayer and had never been in Sunnydale.

Chapter 11: Healing and Broken Bonds


Leo stood silently for several minutes before making his way over to where Xander lay. Ever so gently, he reached out and touched Xander, shivering in despair at the amount of damage his friend’s child had been put through. The group watched as a white light poured from the angel’s hands and seeped into Xander.


Xander opened his eyes and looked at Leo, smiling slightly in a confused sort of daze. He opened his mouth to ask Leo who he was when a pop sounded next to the bed. Xander turned to look, as did Leo. Leo’s eyes widened and he let out a cry of shock. He reached out to grab Xander but was hit with a wave of magick so dark it rendered him unconscious. The rest of the group rushed forward as one to grab Xander, but were thrown backwards.


Buffy, still weak, yet determined pushed her self off the bed; ignoring the pain from her damaged body, she lunged forward to protect Xander. The black haired man standing over Xander spun and with a snarl lashed out, causing Buffy to scream in agony and fall to the ground. Joyce rushed to her daughter crying as she saw Buffy was not breathing.


A swirl of white magick came through the room; there was a small dark skinned girl, an older black man and a teenaged boy. All three rushed forward, the dark haired man finished his mission by grabbing Xander and much to the horror of the rest of the group, the pair disappeared, but not before punching outward with magick and killing the dark skinned girl.


The teen that had arrived with the two new comers spun to face the girl while a recovered Leo rushed to Buffy. Both men quickly healed the injured girls, bringing them back from the cusp of death. Ironically, both men fulfilled and broke a centuries old prophecy of the Slayer who died twice and the birth of the Dark Slayer.


Kendra, Buffy, and Faith were now the only three Slayers to live at one time. Sam Wilder who Leo and the Charmed Ones knew arrived with a teenage girl who’s dark eyes were wide and wary. The teenager watched as the two girls were healed and again watched as they stood. For several moments no one said anything.


The three girls knew one another on a primal level. Kendra and Buffy knew one another of course, but this was different. This was a primal knowledge that came to the front of all three girls. As one they moved together, Willow made a soft sound looking at the three she saw power and strength, she saw something meant to be. A triad of grace and deathly power, these girls were always meant to hunt together.


However, her mind was one two things, first standing before her was her best friend, Jesse killed by Darla turned healer. Second, Xander had been taken, why she did not know, but she had to find him.


Jesse turned to her and the pair stared at one another for a long moment before Jesse opened his arms and she rushed forward. Clinging to him Willow murmured his name over and over. Leo moved back to stand beside his lover and the woman he wished to marry. His body was strung tight with fear. He knew what had taken Xander and what he had been sent here to do was more than likely happening as they stood there.


Tony and Francesca were concentrating on the link they had reestablished with their childe, Spike was also trying to use the link to find where Xander was and if he was alive. Suddenly he let out a howl of terror and shock, falling to the floor twitching and convulsing. Angel dropped to his knees grabbing his childe and looking around him in shock and confusion.


Destiny reappeared Francesca rushed forward grabbing the angel by the throat. “You said you were going to keep the bond!” She screamed at the shocked angel.


“We were, the Dark Lighters have taken him. They broke the bond! The future has remade itself again. None of this was to have happened,” Destiny gasped out.


Angel let out a harsh laugh, “Destiny can be thwarted and has on many occasions. We should have known this could happen! Before you stand three Slayers one who was to already have died long ago! Xander himself changed the prophecy about her, she died yes, but he brought her back and now look at us! We stand here shocked and confused while that boy is lost to the darkness. We have an insane mage running on the hellmouth! Why don’t you do some good for a change and use your powers to push destiny in our favor and give us Xander back!” he snarled the words out as he held his limp childe in his arms.


Francesca released the angel, but watched as another figure shimmered in. Cole Turner turned to where his young wife stood a look of worry on her face. In his arms, he held Xander. A Xander who looked healthy, but confused, Cole’s face was grim. Phoebe ran to Cole and Xander, hugging them both much to Xander’s surprise.


“What’s going on? Why are we in a hospital, Mom? Dad? Jesse?” he asked stunned. Xander ran to his best friend enveloping him and Willow both in his arms. Spike moaned and sat up looking at his mate, ex-mate. Xander turned to look at him and frowned. “Why are you on the floor Bleachie? What the hell is going on? Kendra when did you get here? Who’s the other Slayer?”


“Xander, what is the last thing you remember?” Tony asked gently. He knew something was wrong with his son. The demon lord looked at the Halfling and raised an eyebrow. Cole nodded in agreement, yes there was something wrong with Xander.


“Uh… well we took down the Initiative and then you told me you were going…” he faded off looking over at Buffy.


“I know your parents are the demon version of the Slayer. I don’t care your still my Xander.” Buffy told him gently, smiling at him lovingly.


“Right, okay. You told me you were going to go hunt down a nest in Chicago and would be back in a few weeks. We then learned that Giles was having a girlie friend visit and that Duncan, Methos, and Richie were finally doing the mattress mambo.” He gave Methos a cheeky grin and then turned to look at his parents. Despite the situation the group grinned.


“Darling that was six months ago.” Francesca told him gently. Six months were gone from his mind and he no longer remembered being bound to Spike. No one knew exactly what that meant, but one thing was certain things had just changed once again.


The question was, was it a good change or a bad one?