Quantum Xander II: In Wake of the Curse
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BtVS AU/AR › Slash - Male/Male › Spike(William)/Xander
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BtVS AU/AR › Slash - Male/Male › Spike(William)/Xander
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
65
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20,529
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119
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~PART 15~
Part 15
While Xander stalked the streets of Sunnydale, the others tried to find any information on the “First” that they could. It wasn’t going at all well. There was nothing written on the First, at least nothing that they could find. Buffy went off to try and call Giles; if anyone knew where to look, it would be him.
Xander was surprised to see the streets empty of demons. It wasn’t normal for a Saturday night on the hellmouth; it was usually crawling with supernatural activity. He really wanted to kill something - after he beat it for information on where the Bringers were holed up. With nothing on the streets, Xander made his way to the Alibi Bar - Willy was always good for information.
The place was pretty full - various demons and quite a few vampires were scattered about the room. Xander walked directly to the bar and glared at the bartender.
“Willy.”
“Hey, kid. What you brings you to my humble establishment?”
“I need some information on the First.”
“The first what?”
Xander reached out with a lighting quick move and dragged the little man over the bar and right up to his face. He stared directly into his eyes and saw the man’s face pale as his eyes darkened with power.
“Don’t play me. I want to know where the First is hiding out - where those robed freaks took Spike. And Willy? I want to know this five minutes ago.”
Willy swallowed and nodded his head. Xander let him go and he ran a hand back through his greasy, unkempt hair.
“Geez, I thought you were the token normal guy. Do all the slayer’s friends have superpowers?”
“Willy, I’m getting angry. You won’t like me when I’m angry.”
Several of the bar’s patrons quietly made their way toward the door hoping to slip out before the crazy human did anything… well, crazy. A couple of them almost made it before Xander noticed. He turned away from Willy and looked at the door. With a grin and a wave of his hand, the doorway became a solid brick wall.
“No one leaves until I find out where Spike is.”
A Fyarl demon who thought he was tougher than brick tried his luck at ramming through the wall. It didn’t get him anything other than a headache. Xander tsked at him and then remembered his conversation with Anya.
“You wouldn’t happen to be the same Fyarl demon that’s been stalking Anyanka, would you?”
At the demon’s growled reply that she killed its cousin, Xander grinned and turned it into a kitten. Knowing full well what most of these demons did with kittens, he was prepared for the frightened reactions of the bar’s patrons.
“Now, anyone want to tell me where Spike is, or do I leave Willy here with one large litterbox instead of a bar?”
A young girl - vampire if Xander guessed correctly - stepped out from behind a group of Kaliff demons and approached Xander warily. She looked up at him from beneath her eyelashes and Xander smiled at her. She couldn’t have been any older than Dawn when she was turned.
“You’re good, honey. If I didn’t know what you really are, I would fallen for that little innocent act of yours.”
“Really? Thanks, I’ve been working on it.”
“You just flirting here or do you know something?”
“What’s it worth to you?”
“What do you want?”
“I want to walk out of here - as I am; no fur, no tail, no… soul.”
“Done.”
“Those robed freaks? I saw them go into the high school. They had a vamp with them - could be the one you’re looking for.”
“Bleached blond, blue eyes, sexy as sin?”
“That’s the one. I can see why you’d want him back.”
Xander just smiled and nodded his head in thanks to her. He looked over the rest of the bar’s clientele.
“Anyone want to share with the group? Anyone at all?”
When no one made any move to speak or step forward, Xander sighed and shook his head.
“That’s really too bad.”
Willy saw Xander’s eyes darken and ducked behind the bar. There was a tremendous burst of power throughout the room and when Willy finally got up the courage to peek over the counter all he saw was Xander and the female vampire. He stood up straight and looked again. Kittens. Everywhere he looked were kittens.
“What’s your name, honey?”
Xander addressed the vampiress who was staring in awe at the room full of furry animals.
“Kailey, sir.”
“Kailey, I’m going to give you some advice. Get out of Sunnydale, and don’t look back. You won’t get a second chance; if I see you again, well, I hope you like mice.”
Xander waved his hand at the brick wall and it turned back into a door. The vampire wasted no time in using it. Xander turned back to the flummoxed bartender.
“Look on the bright side. You can always sell them to the pet store and make a few bucks.”
Xander turned on his heel and left. He stopped outside and pulled out his cell phone and dialed Buffy’s house.
“Hey Buff. I got some information on Spike and the Bringers. Can you come pick me up? I’m at Willy’s. Take my car; Anya has a spare set of keys. Oh and tell her I took care of her Fyarl problem.”
Xander hung up the phone and slumped against the wall. He was exhausted. He had never used that much power for anything - he wasn’t even sure how he had done all that. All he had to do was think about what he wanted and then… do it. It was very cool, yet scary at the same time. He hoped he never let his temper get the better of him; he could really hurt someone.
While Xander stalked the streets of Sunnydale, the others tried to find any information on the “First” that they could. It wasn’t going at all well. There was nothing written on the First, at least nothing that they could find. Buffy went off to try and call Giles; if anyone knew where to look, it would be him.
Xander was surprised to see the streets empty of demons. It wasn’t normal for a Saturday night on the hellmouth; it was usually crawling with supernatural activity. He really wanted to kill something - after he beat it for information on where the Bringers were holed up. With nothing on the streets, Xander made his way to the Alibi Bar - Willy was always good for information.
The place was pretty full - various demons and quite a few vampires were scattered about the room. Xander walked directly to the bar and glared at the bartender.
“Willy.”
“Hey, kid. What you brings you to my humble establishment?”
“I need some information on the First.”
“The first what?”
Xander reached out with a lighting quick move and dragged the little man over the bar and right up to his face. He stared directly into his eyes and saw the man’s face pale as his eyes darkened with power.
“Don’t play me. I want to know where the First is hiding out - where those robed freaks took Spike. And Willy? I want to know this five minutes ago.”
Willy swallowed and nodded his head. Xander let him go and he ran a hand back through his greasy, unkempt hair.
“Geez, I thought you were the token normal guy. Do all the slayer’s friends have superpowers?”
“Willy, I’m getting angry. You won’t like me when I’m angry.”
Several of the bar’s patrons quietly made their way toward the door hoping to slip out before the crazy human did anything… well, crazy. A couple of them almost made it before Xander noticed. He turned away from Willy and looked at the door. With a grin and a wave of his hand, the doorway became a solid brick wall.
“No one leaves until I find out where Spike is.”
A Fyarl demon who thought he was tougher than brick tried his luck at ramming through the wall. It didn’t get him anything other than a headache. Xander tsked at him and then remembered his conversation with Anya.
“You wouldn’t happen to be the same Fyarl demon that’s been stalking Anyanka, would you?”
At the demon’s growled reply that she killed its cousin, Xander grinned and turned it into a kitten. Knowing full well what most of these demons did with kittens, he was prepared for the frightened reactions of the bar’s patrons.
“Now, anyone want to tell me where Spike is, or do I leave Willy here with one large litterbox instead of a bar?”
A young girl - vampire if Xander guessed correctly - stepped out from behind a group of Kaliff demons and approached Xander warily. She looked up at him from beneath her eyelashes and Xander smiled at her. She couldn’t have been any older than Dawn when she was turned.
“You’re good, honey. If I didn’t know what you really are, I would fallen for that little innocent act of yours.”
“Really? Thanks, I’ve been working on it.”
“You just flirting here or do you know something?”
“What’s it worth to you?”
“What do you want?”
“I want to walk out of here - as I am; no fur, no tail, no… soul.”
“Done.”
“Those robed freaks? I saw them go into the high school. They had a vamp with them - could be the one you’re looking for.”
“Bleached blond, blue eyes, sexy as sin?”
“That’s the one. I can see why you’d want him back.”
Xander just smiled and nodded his head in thanks to her. He looked over the rest of the bar’s clientele.
“Anyone want to share with the group? Anyone at all?”
When no one made any move to speak or step forward, Xander sighed and shook his head.
“That’s really too bad.”
Willy saw Xander’s eyes darken and ducked behind the bar. There was a tremendous burst of power throughout the room and when Willy finally got up the courage to peek over the counter all he saw was Xander and the female vampire. He stood up straight and looked again. Kittens. Everywhere he looked were kittens.
“What’s your name, honey?”
Xander addressed the vampiress who was staring in awe at the room full of furry animals.
“Kailey, sir.”
“Kailey, I’m going to give you some advice. Get out of Sunnydale, and don’t look back. You won’t get a second chance; if I see you again, well, I hope you like mice.”
Xander waved his hand at the brick wall and it turned back into a door. The vampire wasted no time in using it. Xander turned back to the flummoxed bartender.
“Look on the bright side. You can always sell them to the pet store and make a few bucks.”
Xander turned on his heel and left. He stopped outside and pulled out his cell phone and dialed Buffy’s house.
“Hey Buff. I got some information on Spike and the Bringers. Can you come pick me up? I’m at Willy’s. Take my car; Anya has a spare set of keys. Oh and tell her I took care of her Fyarl problem.”
Xander hung up the phone and slumped against the wall. He was exhausted. He had never used that much power for anything - he wasn’t even sure how he had done all that. All he had to do was think about what he wanted and then… do it. It was very cool, yet scary at the same time. He hoped he never let his temper get the better of him; he could really hurt someone.