Twisted Destinies

A/N: just so you know i will be refering The Master Vampire as Master, it's shorter and easier to work with. Just wanna let you all know so you don't flame me or something... *sigh*

 

...part 5...

The room was dark, damp, and cool. The perfect atmosphere for a Master Vampire, The Master Vampire.

There he sat at his throne contemplating when the doors to his sanctuary were opened. Now someone had better have a good excuse or there would be hell to pay!

"Master!" a young male vampire spoke, falling to his knees. "There's an intruder in the courtyard."

*~*

Xander wouldn't admit it but he was having the time of his life. Here he was fighting, something that was making his blood boil, an activity that he rarely indulged in back home; of course it lessened with the Slayer in town.

Damn her.

As he slashed Alfred in front of an older man, he tried not to seriously injure anyone. It actually made sense why he was being attacked from every angle by weapons that could very well amputate; he had dropped out of nowhere onto private property but damn, it wasn't his fault and he didn't have the chance to say that.

Grabbing a woman with braids reaching the shoulder he tossed her at the wall, against vines of plants and then something so extroardinary happened. The woman turned to dust, right before Xanders wide eyes. He was so shocked that his fighting stalled long enough for someone to physically lift him up and try to toss him but Xander managed to punch the vampire (the dusted woman and changed face kinda hinted to him) effectively removing himself from the hold.

So now they wanna play? A smile spread across Xanders face as in one quick swipe, Alfred was imbeded in the same guys side.

The Master Vampire did not run, he quickly walked to where the commotion was. At the door he got his first good look. A boy was fighting of 12 Childes, and doing good. His eyes narrowed. Something in the way the boy moved intrigued him along with his scent.

"Don't kill him." The Master Vampire turned, he came face to face with a demon. The demon was of pale yellow, orange cat eyes, blue facial hair, and bald.

"Galar? What are you doing here?"

Galar shrugged his shoulders, he was wearing a brown simple robe. "Making sure you don't do something stupid. The lad that is punishing your clan is very special. He is neither from here or there and i have a feeling you will enjoy his company... especially when he's under Dea's feather."

The Master Vampire rasied an eyebrow. "Dea has taken an heir? This is most enlightening."

"He has the blood lust old friend, a cousin to your kind but at the same time his own. Bid Angelus a hello for me when that mongraul returns old friend." Galar shimmered away.

"Rafael!" The Master Vampire called.

A man hidden in the shadows spoke. "Yes Master?"

"Test him, use your needles." Master spoke before he stepped out into the night.

*~*

Xander was stuck with 5 vampires and they were good. He had already disposed of the odd number of Vampires that were weaker and he was being attacked at all sides, it didn't help that Alfred had been knocked out of his hand into the bloodied pool.

Grabbing one of them by the arm he pulled back as he stepped out of the way. Two down, three more to go. Feeling a kick landing on his back pack he stumbled forward right into a fist, it hurt like hell and now he was angry. His nose was bleeding, not alot but enough so he could taste it on his lips.

The added emotion upped the adrenaline that was coursing through him, he hardly had a problem crouching down cliping one before rolling away. As he came up he got his first full glance at a familiar face.

*~*

Master watched as the young man grab at the leg that was aimed at his stomach. The strength of the young man assured him that this stranger was indeed not all human. Being able to lift a 200+ pound man and turn so that the weight could knock out the others was quite interesting. Master wanted to know more.

Standing just yards from the arch, Master waited patiently as the young man paced his way to him. "You fight well. Care to tell me your name?"

*~*

Xander kept his distance. He did not want to get in a scruffle with The Master Vampire anytime soon. "Xander Harris. Excuse my dropping in but i had no say -"

Xander could've moved, he could have ducked away but he didn't. Even though he was in the past (the only explanation since Master looked more human than when he remembered.) he held Master in high regard and was always willing to take one for the Vampire, and that moment wasn't any different.

Something pointed, like a needle, pierced his neck. It must have been either poisoned or another substance coated it because in the next instance the world went black and he passed out.

 

...TBC...