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What Games Do The Powers Play 4
~Galley Of Serenity~
Spike watched his boy wander out of the room after he ate.
"So," Mal started.
Spike sighed and lit a cigarette, " Been with the boy a long time. We've been through a lot, both together and apart..."
***
Xander walked into the cargo hold and closed the door. He looked around the room and sighed. He leaned his head against it.
"The thing is...the thing is..."
***
"...The boy is a functional kind of crazy. Don't know how or why that is, it just is...he has his lucid moments..."
***
Xander heard a noise and turned to look, he saw a figure in the shadows.
***
"He's a Seer...or what you would call a Reader. He's the strongest one I've ever seen and I've seen quite a few. But the abilities come with a heavy price...they never stop hunting him..."
"What never stops hunting him?" asked Simon.
Spike shook his head, " Not what...who."
***
When the figure stepped into the light, Xander sunk to the floor in shock and wrapped his arm around his knees. But didn't take his eyes off the other figure, the figure of the only woman he ever asked to marry him.
"He won't understand...he won't understand...we...we defeated you!"
The thing wearing his Anya's body smirked at him, " Of course, he won't understand. He was never the smartest of your bunch, my Viking. I'm beyond all mortal understanding." She started to circle the room, " More than..."
***
"...the hunters want their pound of flesh from him..."
***
Xander watched in horror as the creature morphed it's shape in to the first woman he ever loved...
"...More than Blood. I'm..." The image of Cordelia Chase said with a shake of her head, "You know, I don't think you humans have a word fabulous enough for me...Oh, my name...my name was once on everyone's lips..."
Xander frowned then reached out to touch the being when his hand slid through it, he smiled, " You're not real..." he singsong out.
***
" But I've learned to be patient. Things have been going well..."
***
"...Exactly where I want things to be and so are you, White Knight."
Xander blinked when it turned into Angel, " Have you use this speech before, cause it sound familiar?" he asked it.
The thing glared at him but continued on, " So, what did you think, that your hero could get your sanity back for you? Bet you thought everything would be just great, uh? Sanity is like a soul. Easy to have...easier to lose. Why do you think I kept letting my go?" Angel laughs then. " Bet you both thought, that you would be, your own men. And I respect that, really I do..."
***
"I've never understood why he stays, why he still fights..."
***
Xander looked away from it. He saw more, than felt it touch him, couldn't feel it at all.
"...You never will, pet. You've bath in the blood of a Slayer...many of them in fact. Just like me..." Xander looked into blue eyes he knew so well after all these years. It now looked like his Spike...
"You will always be mine, here in the dark...with me. Playing our little games. You always liked our games, right from..."
***
"...The start I knew...I knew I couldn't leave him...right from the..."
***
" Beginning..." the creature morphed again into the creature that started Xander down his path all those years ago. He stared at the vampire vintage of Jesse McNally.
"Am I supposed to be impressed by this? Didn't you try this already, and lose?" Xander asked the creature, which stopped, and frown.
"Yes, but you know what they say, if you don't succeed, try, try, again."
It changed again into a shy blonde that deserved better than to be shot and killed by a stray bullet.
"It's going to be a bumpy ride. You should find it interesting to say the least..."said what looked like Tara McClay.
Again it changed this time into his Willow, " I will have my revenge. You can learn a lot in five hundred years...you humans never change...just like all those years ago, you still don't get it"
Now it turned into the oldest Slayer, Buffy Summers, on record, "It's not about what's right, not about what's wrong..."
***
"You see it was never about that...you see..."
***
Xander jumped back into the door when the creature bent down to him,
"It's all about power..." said his own voice, his own face, " Who has it, who wants, and those..."
Xander blink, " ...And those who are willing to take it," he finished for it.
***
"The boy has fought against destiny for so long...it now has it out for him. I can only hope he can withstand temptation. It won't be an easy thing to do."
"So, what your saying is..." said Wash amazed.
***
"You have no power." Xander told it.
"WHAT!" it screamed.
"You have no power over me. No, power over any human, that doesn't give it to you...we learn that long ago. Now, go away. I've got better things to do than to hear you babble at me." Xander said calmly to it.
"No! You can't do that! That's not playing by the rules! You are supposed to fall under my spell!"
Xander shrugged and stood up he opened the door, " Maybe if you got a new speech? Things would work out better for you...tell you what, you get a new speech and I'll give you another chance for my soul, deal?" Xander said as he walked out of the cargo area.
The First Evil Of Mankind could only scream in denial as it disappeared, at the defeat because it had only this one chance to return to this plain.
***
Spike watched as his boy wandered back into the galley. Spike put out his ciggerette as the boy sat down next to him. Xander looked at the faces of the crew, " What have you been telling them."
"Oh, just a little of this and that."
~Galley Of Serenity~
Spike watched his boy wander out of the room after he ate.
"So," Mal started.
Spike sighed and lit a cigarette, " Been with the boy a long time. We've been through a lot, both together and apart..."
***
Xander walked into the cargo hold and closed the door. He looked around the room and sighed. He leaned his head against it.
"The thing is...the thing is..."
***
"...The boy is a functional kind of crazy. Don't know how or why that is, it just is...he has his lucid moments..."
***
Xander heard a noise and turned to look, he saw a figure in the shadows.
***
"He's a Seer...or what you would call a Reader. He's the strongest one I've ever seen and I've seen quite a few. But the abilities come with a heavy price...they never stop hunting him..."
"What never stops hunting him?" asked Simon.
Spike shook his head, " Not what...who."
***
When the figure stepped into the light, Xander sunk to the floor in shock and wrapped his arm around his knees. But didn't take his eyes off the other figure, the figure of the only woman he ever asked to marry him.
"He won't understand...he won't understand...we...we defeated you!"
The thing wearing his Anya's body smirked at him, " Of course, he won't understand. He was never the smartest of your bunch, my Viking. I'm beyond all mortal understanding." She started to circle the room, " More than..."
***
"...the hunters want their pound of flesh from him..."
***
Xander watched in horror as the creature morphed it's shape in to the first woman he ever loved...
"...More than Blood. I'm..." The image of Cordelia Chase said with a shake of her head, "You know, I don't think you humans have a word fabulous enough for me...Oh, my name...my name was once on everyone's lips..."
Xander frowned then reached out to touch the being when his hand slid through it, he smiled, " You're not real..." he singsong out.
***
" But I've learned to be patient. Things have been going well..."
***
"...Exactly where I want things to be and so are you, White Knight."
Xander blinked when it turned into Angel, " Have you use this speech before, cause it sound familiar?" he asked it.
The thing glared at him but continued on, " So, what did you think, that your hero could get your sanity back for you? Bet you thought everything would be just great, uh? Sanity is like a soul. Easy to have...easier to lose. Why do you think I kept letting my go?" Angel laughs then. " Bet you both thought, that you would be, your own men. And I respect that, really I do..."
***
"I've never understood why he stays, why he still fights..."
***
Xander looked away from it. He saw more, than felt it touch him, couldn't feel it at all.
"...You never will, pet. You've bath in the blood of a Slayer...many of them in fact. Just like me..." Xander looked into blue eyes he knew so well after all these years. It now looked like his Spike...
"You will always be mine, here in the dark...with me. Playing our little games. You always liked our games, right from..."
***
"...The start I knew...I knew I couldn't leave him...right from the..."
***
" Beginning..." the creature morphed again into the creature that started Xander down his path all those years ago. He stared at the vampire vintage of Jesse McNally.
"Am I supposed to be impressed by this? Didn't you try this already, and lose?" Xander asked the creature, which stopped, and frown.
"Yes, but you know what they say, if you don't succeed, try, try, again."
It changed again into a shy blonde that deserved better than to be shot and killed by a stray bullet.
"It's going to be a bumpy ride. You should find it interesting to say the least..."said what looked like Tara McClay.
Again it changed this time into his Willow, " I will have my revenge. You can learn a lot in five hundred years...you humans never change...just like all those years ago, you still don't get it"
Now it turned into the oldest Slayer, Buffy Summers, on record, "It's not about what's right, not about what's wrong..."
***
"You see it was never about that...you see..."
***
Xander jumped back into the door when the creature bent down to him,
"It's all about power..." said his own voice, his own face, " Who has it, who wants, and those..."
Xander blink, " ...And those who are willing to take it," he finished for it.
***
"The boy has fought against destiny for so long...it now has it out for him. I can only hope he can withstand temptation. It won't be an easy thing to do."
"So, what your saying is..." said Wash amazed.
***
"You have no power." Xander told it.
"WHAT!" it screamed.
"You have no power over me. No, power over any human, that doesn't give it to you...we learn that long ago. Now, go away. I've got better things to do than to hear you babble at me." Xander said calmly to it.
"No! You can't do that! That's not playing by the rules! You are supposed to fall under my spell!"
Xander shrugged and stood up he opened the door, " Maybe if you got a new speech? Things would work out better for you...tell you what, you get a new speech and I'll give you another chance for my soul, deal?" Xander said as he walked out of the cargo area.
The First Evil Of Mankind could only scream in denial as it disappeared, at the defeat because it had only this one chance to return to this plain.
***
Spike watched as his boy wandered back into the galley. Spike put out his ciggerette as the boy sat down next to him. Xander looked at the faces of the crew, " What have you been telling them."
"Oh, just a little of this and that."