Wishing just makes trouble

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Title: Fight to kill
Author: Moonkat
Fandom: Doom/BTVS
Pairing: Xander/Reaper
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Nothing at all! Nothing! Nooooooothinnnnnnnnng!

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Waking up Xander felt the very animal urge to roll around on the ground and stretch. He felt like a cat with a full belly. A hyena that got the best picks from the corpse. Letting out a purr of contentment he sat in a crouch and just looked around. It never even crossed his mind how easy it was to move his body, he no longer had any wounds and he was far more flexible.

Xander flexed his once burnt hand and watched as the blackened flesh flaked off. Under the burnt flakes healthy skin. Healthy unblemished soft skin. Brushing his face off Xander grinned. He was ok. Alive and ok! Yay!

He felt like doing a happy Snoopy dance when a voice sounded. “Who’s there? Xander?”

Duke!!

With a jolt of excitement Xander stood up and growled out a greeting, he didn’t even realize he wasn’t speaking to his friend in English. Xander tipped his head to the side and looked up at Duke when he didn’t answer him. Pack unresponsive. Seeing the opened mouth shock on his fellow pack members face Xander let out an amused laugh. He was about to ask what was wrong when a hot pain bloomed in the center of his chest.

Blood spraying, bones shattering, pain! Lots of PAIN! Collapsing to the ground Xander gritted his teeth as he felt his body righting itself. Cracking and reshaping and fixing itself. As he lay on the floor he could feel the bullet being pushed out of him. As the last of his wound healed and bullet rolled harmlessly onto the floor Xander sat up and yelled out the first thing that came to mind.

“OW!!!! That fucking HURT!!! What was that for?” He whined.

The people gathered in the room jumped and screamed. Xander heard many guns cock. Standing quickly and dodging behind a desk, Xander cursed. “What the hell? Is it ‘Shoot and KILL Xander day’? Cause if it is, I should at least get a head start!!” Whine.

“P-pup? Is it really you?” Said Duke, his gun still aimed at Xander.

“Your not infected? Let us see your neck?”Said Sam as she slowly crept forward with Duke.

Standing up slowly Xander pulled his collar down showing off his perfectly unmarked neck. “Happy?”

When the other’s saw his neck unmarked smiles broke across their faces. “Damn man! Your alright! Where were you? Pup?” Duke grabbed Xander in a head lock then ruffled his hair.

“How are you all right? Duke shot you clean. There should be a hole in your chest.” Stated Destroyer.

“He gave it to you, didn’t he?” Samantha said with awe. “John had some C24 with him?! Oh but the risk! Leaving you here!! You could have turned!”

Xander rolled his eyes. “Gee thanks for the vote of confidence, Samantha. I really feel the love.”

Sam sniffed. “You know what I mean. It could have been a disaster!”

“Yeah. Yeah. The C24 explains his healing but not the growling! You were growling at me man!” Said Duke as he poked Xander in the arm “How do you explain that?! And the eyes!? Human eyes don’t do that?!!!”

“Well C24 makes good people super human . . .So it is understandable that his eye sight would improve.”Said Sam as she scrunched up her brow.

“Ok so what about the growling!?”

Xander shrugged. “Um . . .Alternate personality?”

Duke snorted. “No shit!”

Suddenly the lights turned on and the elevator opened up. Smiling Xander gestured for the still frightened civilians to enter the elevator. The moment everyone was inside it was like the fear dribbled away, many of them were crying in relief. Xander smiled at the relief that shined on the survivors faces, but the smile drooped after a moment. “Where’s Reaper?”

Kid snorted. “He ran off like he always does. Went to go face Sarge. Nuts! Nuts I tell ya!”

Xander frowned. “Really.” He stepped out of the elevator. “You guys go. Me and Reaper will meet yah up there.”

Xander ignored the others protests and followed his instincts. To the ark room.

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Reaper grunted as he was thrown across the room. Sarge snarled and ran at Reaper like a charging bull. Flipping out of the way Reaper landed a solid hit with his foot against the ma-monster’s back. Sarge no longer looked like Sarge. His face had distorted, it was longer, ridged, and had fire yellow/red eyes. His teeth were longer and sharper then a humans, his body was becoming bulky. He was no longer the agile, intelligent soldier he once was.

Sarge ran for a weapon and literally jumped up to the next level of the building to find one. Growling Reaper followed.

Blood was drawn many times but that didn’t seam to slow them down at all. Just power and fighting and snarling. Finally getting the advantage Reaper pined the creature that was once Sarge to the railing. One arm was tide up in the metal the other was in Reaper’s hands slowly getting pulled backwards. It was about to snap when he notice someone at the door.

When Xander entered the room Reaper let out a gasp of air. One he did not know he had been holding. He was fine. And looked ready for a fight judging by his frown. Reaper was staring at Xander with such focus that he was unprepared for Sarge’s big body to buck. Knocking him off and down to the first floor near Xander.

“Reaper!!” Xander helped Reaper up, the both watched as the creature that once was Sarge wrap the metal railing around his large fist. Sarge snarled then jumped out at them ready to tear them apart. Finding a piece of stone laying on the floor Xander picked it up with both hands and tossed it. It hit Sarge in the shoulder stalling his charge.

Running at the creature Reaper flipped over Sarge and landed a passing blow at the back of his head. Sarge kept staggering forward and right into Xander’s fist. Xander twirled around and landed a high kick to Sarge’s snarling face, splitting his lip wide open. As he landed Xander tried to kick out again, Sarge blocked it. Grabbing Xander’s leg Sarge tossed him through a glass window. After tossing Xander, Sarge whirled around to face Reaper, he turned just in time to see Reaper’s foot hurling towards him, and hit him with a crushing blow to his shoulder then face.

Reaper nearly smiled as he literally jumped off Sarge’s distorted face, landing in a crouch. Sarge was holding his face so it gave Reaper a moment to think. Sarge didn’t seam any worse then he did from the start of the fight, he was bloody and looked like a monster but he seamed ready for more fighting.

Backing up as Sarge came at him, Reaper tried to block the powerful punch Sarge was aiming his way. Reaper hissed as Sarge’s metal covered fist tore into the skin of his face making blood drip down his neck. The bleeding and pain only lasted a second, leaving healed skin and dry blood. Holding the metal covered hand in a tight grip, Reaper tried to get the metal off. They struggled and bashed against the ark’s control panel, Sarge growled in Reaper’s face. Reaper watched as Sarge’s forehead became more ridged, wider, and discolored. His teeth were thick and pointed, jagged like sharks teeth.

A well aimed elbow activated the ark’s computer which gave Reaper an idea. Trying to hold onto Sarge’s weapon incased hand and the ark, Reaper lost hold. He dislodged some of the metal making the end point out like a stake. As Sarge pulled back to punch him again, faster then he could try to dodge, Reaper tried to block. Hissing as the thin metal pierced right through his hand, Reaper enter the code and sighed as the count down went off.

~Ark activated. Count down. Five.~

Growling Reaper braced himself and got a good hold on the monster Sarge.

~Four.~

Swinging him around Reaper held him over the ark’s entrance.

~Three.~

He held him there as time started passing. Looking into Sarge’s face Reaper felt nothing. This creature was no longer Sarge.

Climbing to is feet, Xander brushed shrapnel off his clothing. Pulling a piece of long glass out of his arm Xander watched his skin seal up. Like wax melting.

~Two.~

Sarge snarled as he tried to grab onto Reaper, but the man was just out of reach. He couldn’t get a good grip.

Looking at the struggling pair by the ark, Xander made his way there. A determined look on his face. Digging into his pocket Xander pulled out one of his trusty grenades.

~One.~

Reaper released his hold on Sarge and watched as the ark swallowed him. Sending him back to Mars. Reaper blinked as Xander handed him an ST grenade. Tipping his head toward the ark Xander smiled at Reaper. Nodding Reaper tossed it in. As the ark deactivated a sense of finality washed over them. Then silence. And not just any silence. Safe silence. The best kind for a soldier. Turning to Xander, Reaper sighed.

“Let’s get out of here.”

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In the elevator Xander and Reaper stood side by side. “So . . .” said Xander.

“Well . . .” Reaper cleared his throat.

Shifting his feet Xander smiled. “Guess Mars is out as a vacationing spot, huh?”

Instead of answering Xander’s silly question Reaper kissed him.

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As the elevator came up Duke and Destroyer were ready for anything and everything. They could just see it now, some pink spew covered creature ready to rip their insides out. Maybe even Sarge! But they weren’t really ready to see their friends sucking face. They were against one side of the elevator’s wall pawing and groping at each other, but the moment shirts started coming off, Duke spoke up. Hey, Reaper was the man! Best soldier ever. And Xan was his boy. Thought of him like a brother. Sure he was a brother that Duke had shot . . . But still. They can do the groping and other . . .um things in private. Behind really thick scream proof walls.

“Hey! Hey! Hey! No kissy now! We have to get out of here! The chopper is coming!” Duke grinned at the blush that colored Xan’s face. Now he had something new to tease the kid about.

Reaper scowled. “Since your not busy why don’t you and Destroyer check on the civilians. See if anyone needs any medical aid.”

Smiles gone both soldier’s did as Reaper said. Though they did pout. Giving Xander a grin Reaper got out of the elevator and promising look in his hazel gaze. Xander’s lids lowered as he looked Reaper over, the man was slinking away like a big cat that had an unexciting day. Muscles bunching and rippling under camouflage cloth, body moving like he was ready to fight at anytime. Xander felt heat pool in his stomach to his groin, he sighed. He really needed to find some alone time with Reaper so he could . . . explore. After all clothes can hide so damn much.

Xander was just going to walk over to stand by Reaper and his sister, since most of the survivors were there too, but then something happened. He became unexplainably dizzy, so dizzy he fell forward to the ground. And landed in Reaper’s arms. Reaper who had zoomed to Xander’s side the moment he staggered. ~X-XANDER? UM THI– . . . S TARA AND W--. . . . .--NDER?! ARE YOU ---ERE? CAN– . . . --HEAR ME? IT’S . . . ILLOW– . . . XAND– . . . ARE YOU? HELP!~

Xander groaned as he rested his head against Reaper’s chest. Maybe he was going crazy. He was hearing Willow and Tara shaped voices, LOUDLY, in his head. Headache making loud. When the voices finally stopped Xander let out a sigh of relief. Willow and her girlfriend must be trying to kill him from the other universe, kill him through via head explod-E-ness.

“What the hell do they want?” Mumbled Xander as he looked into Reaper’s worried eyes.

“Who Xander?”

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