Doomed and Loving it!
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BtVS Crossovers › Misc - Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
16
Views:
12,990
Reviews:
55
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Buffy or the Doom movie, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
A deal with death
Doomed and Loving it
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Title: A deal with death
Author: Moonkat
Fandom: Buffy/Doom
Pairing: Xander/Reaper
Summary: Xander’s friends are being overprotective again and are pushing him aside. Instead of pushing back Xander leaves and meets someone new.
Archive: Slash. Mpreg?
Rating: PG-13 . . . NC17
Parts: many if I don’t get a road block.
Status: Finished? No.
Series/Sequel: Nope? No idea
Disclaimer: I own nothing except the craziness that spews out of my head. All characters belong to their respective owners.
Author notes & Warnings: M/M fanfic. No Beta. Be afraid. My mood affects my writing.
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Xander mentally cursed his luck. Maybe someone put a spell on him. No one could have Xander’s poor luck, could they? First Xander got drunk . . . Then woke up in some strangers arms . . . Then found all the personalities in his head were attracted too said stranger . . . Got shot and kidnaped!!... Then tried to escape and got a black eye for the trouble. Xander glared out the helicopter window, maybe he should have just stayed on the hellmouth.
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The sound of the helicopter awoke Sam, but made her head pound more with each swish of the blades. Groaning Sam looked around. John was sitting to her right his hands tied with rope, Xander on her left, he had a black eye but other wise looked undamaged. John was talking to the blond well-dressed man in-front of them, growling at the man’s every word. Xander was glaring out the window and when the light was right Sam could swear his eyes glowed green.
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Reaper was not mad, not anymore . . . no, now he was pissed!!!!!! This guy. This unknown shareholder of the Mars projects wanted Reaper to go back to the plant to get weapons and data the man payed for. Fillmore J. Polk wanted Reaper to risk his butt for this man’s. . . . hobbies.
“Well as you know Mr.Grimm, the station on Mars takes a lot of money to run. So when it went up in smoke I was hoping for something in return . . . But I got nothing!! And those from RRTS said get what I need myself, the nerve of them! So when I heard you, the best of the best, went on vacation I just had to see if you would be so kind . . . ”
“So kind as to what? Help you?!” Said Reaper with a sneer.
Fillmore J. Polk looked at Reaper like he was a mentally ill person who finally learned how to use the toilet. Fillmore J. Polk had the smile of a man that got his way all the time, and expected it this time. “I see you understand Mr.Grimm! Good! Now I don’t have to threaten your lovely companions’ welfare”
*Shit*
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Xander whipped his head around to pay attention to the conversation when Reapers tone changed from pissed to murderous. * What’s Mars have to do with anything? * Thought Xander as he watched Reaper snap his bonds and lunge at the rich man. *Wonder how he did that? * Thought Xander.
{Mate’s strong. Will make strong pups.} Whispered hyena in a soft proud voice. Xander nearly choked on his own spit. *News flash, not a girl!! You may be down with your girly self hyena, but the Xan-man is sooooo male! * He yelled after hyena as she went back to her corner of his brain.
The smell of blood brought Xander from his mental yelling. The rich dude had a bloody nose and a gun pointed between Sam’s eyes.
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Reaper hissed. He was disappointed in himself. The moment someone threatens what he considers his, he just loses it. The word ‘protect’ rings in his head and he acts without thought. Putting his hand up in surrender, Reaper sits.
“Fine whatever you want. Just don’t hurt them . . . ” Said Reaper in a soft voice.
A big smile blooms on the rich man’s blood covered face as he lowers his gun from Sam’s head.
“Wonderful Mr.Grimm! I’ve had the Ark repaired. It is ready when you are.”
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Pretty short. Would people like short updates everyday or longer ones every couple of days?
Review please!!!!!!!!!!!! ^_^
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Title: A deal with death
Author: Moonkat
Fandom: Buffy/Doom
Pairing: Xander/Reaper
Summary: Xander’s friends are being overprotective again and are pushing him aside. Instead of pushing back Xander leaves and meets someone new.
Archive: Slash. Mpreg?
Rating: PG-13 . . . NC17
Parts: many if I don’t get a road block.
Status: Finished? No.
Series/Sequel: Nope? No idea
Disclaimer: I own nothing except the craziness that spews out of my head. All characters belong to their respective owners.
Author notes & Warnings: M/M fanfic. No Beta. Be afraid. My mood affects my writing.
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Xander mentally cursed his luck. Maybe someone put a spell on him. No one could have Xander’s poor luck, could they? First Xander got drunk . . . Then woke up in some strangers arms . . . Then found all the personalities in his head were attracted too said stranger . . . Got shot and kidnaped!!... Then tried to escape and got a black eye for the trouble. Xander glared out the helicopter window, maybe he should have just stayed on the hellmouth.
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The sound of the helicopter awoke Sam, but made her head pound more with each swish of the blades. Groaning Sam looked around. John was sitting to her right his hands tied with rope, Xander on her left, he had a black eye but other wise looked undamaged. John was talking to the blond well-dressed man in-front of them, growling at the man’s every word. Xander was glaring out the window and when the light was right Sam could swear his eyes glowed green.
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Reaper was not mad, not anymore . . . no, now he was pissed!!!!!! This guy. This unknown shareholder of the Mars projects wanted Reaper to go back to the plant to get weapons and data the man payed for. Fillmore J. Polk wanted Reaper to risk his butt for this man’s. . . . hobbies.
“Well as you know Mr.Grimm, the station on Mars takes a lot of money to run. So when it went up in smoke I was hoping for something in return . . . But I got nothing!! And those from RRTS said get what I need myself, the nerve of them! So when I heard you, the best of the best, went on vacation I just had to see if you would be so kind . . . ”
“So kind as to what? Help you?!” Said Reaper with a sneer.
Fillmore J. Polk looked at Reaper like he was a mentally ill person who finally learned how to use the toilet. Fillmore J. Polk had the smile of a man that got his way all the time, and expected it this time. “I see you understand Mr.Grimm! Good! Now I don’t have to threaten your lovely companions’ welfare”
*Shit*
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Xander whipped his head around to pay attention to the conversation when Reapers tone changed from pissed to murderous. * What’s Mars have to do with anything? * Thought Xander as he watched Reaper snap his bonds and lunge at the rich man. *Wonder how he did that? * Thought Xander.
{Mate’s strong. Will make strong pups.} Whispered hyena in a soft proud voice. Xander nearly choked on his own spit. *News flash, not a girl!! You may be down with your girly self hyena, but the Xan-man is sooooo male! * He yelled after hyena as she went back to her corner of his brain.
The smell of blood brought Xander from his mental yelling. The rich dude had a bloody nose and a gun pointed between Sam’s eyes.
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Reaper hissed. He was disappointed in himself. The moment someone threatens what he considers his, he just loses it. The word ‘protect’ rings in his head and he acts without thought. Putting his hand up in surrender, Reaper sits.
“Fine whatever you want. Just don’t hurt them . . . ” Said Reaper in a soft voice.
A big smile blooms on the rich man’s blood covered face as he lowers his gun from Sam’s head.
“Wonderful Mr.Grimm! I’ve had the Ark repaired. It is ready when you are.”
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Pretty short. Would people like short updates everyday or longer ones every couple of days?
Review please!!!!!!!!!!!! ^_^