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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20,580
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119
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~PART 64~
Part 64
Spike stood back and watched as Buffy, Faith and the others each cut their hands and let their blood flow onto the seal. This was something he remembered all too well. The seal opened and a staircase was formed. With one last thought and yes, he admitted, a prayer, for Xander’s safety, he followed them down into the ground.
Spike took the amulet from his pocket and hung it around his neck. He waited. When nothing happened, he shook it, then he held it up to his face and scowled.
“Not to be a buzzkill, love, but my fabulous accessory isn’t exactly tingling with power.”
Buffy looked from the amulet to the vampire wearing it and with a look of determination answered.
“I’m not worried.”
Spike looked around and saw the millions upon millions of Turok Han in the large cave system below them and gave Buffy an incredulous look. Deciding to play along, he smirked at her and offered up his own unique brand of humor.
“I’m getting zero juice here, and I look like Elizabeth Taylor.”
Faith snorted and shook her head.
“Cheer up, Liz. Xander’s big spell doesn’t work, it won’t matter what you wear.”
Buffy looked down at the seething mass of Uber vamps and repeated her earlier statement.
“I’m not worried.”
She looked back at the young girls behind her and repeated it again. More to assure herself than them.
“I’m not worried.”
“Really? ’Cause I’m flashing back to Xander’s whole bathroom speech.”
Rona. Spike didn’t like that one. She was too cynical.
“I’m not worried… as long as Xander can work his spell before they see us.”
Too late, as the Turok Han looked up and saw them. Buffy’s eyes widened and she whispered under her breath.
“Oh God; Xander, hurry.”
The Turok Han rushed toward them, their fierce battle cries echoing off the cave walls. Spike stood ready, Buffy and Faith at either side of him. Behind them the potentials were in battle stance - looking more sure of themselves than they felt.
In the office upstairs, Xander was holding the scythe in front of him, his hair blowing out behind him and his eyes black with power. Willow and Tara were holding hands behind him - each of them with one hand on his shoulder, feeding him their power. Dawn was standing guard at the door, a sword firmly clenched in her hand.
A ripple of energy swept through the cavern; the potentials could all feel it and they stood just a little straighter.
“I can feel it.”
“Me too.”
“These guys are dust.”
Buffy sighed in relief just as the first of the vampires reached them.
Xander collapsed to the floor - Willow and Tara were quick to flank him and get him back on his feet. Dawn rushed toward them but stopped short at what she saw.
“Xander? Oh my God, Xander. Your eyes.”
Tara looked at Xander’s face and smiled.
“You’ve ascended.”
“I have. Hurry, get this to Buffy.”
Xander thrust the scythe toward the two witches and they ran out of the room. Dawn watched Xander with a frown on her face.
“Are you going to be okay?”
“I’m fine Dawnie. In fact, I’ve never felt better.”
Dawn looked into his glowing blue eyes and grinned.
“You’re going to have to see about colored contacts after this. Come on, we have to guard the atrium.”
The vampires were everywhere; for every one they killed, there were more just waiting for their turn to come at them. Willow came rushing down the stairs - the scythe held firmly in her grip.
“Buffy, catch!”
Buffy caught the scythe and began dusting the Uber vamps left and right. Willow went back up the stairs to Tara as the slayers engaged the enemy with renewed vigor.
“B! They’re getting past us!”
“That’s what the others are for! Keep fighting!”
Turok Han flooded the hallways; Willow and Tara were still too close to the seal and started fighting. Out in the hallway, Giles and the dark-haired Spike stood back to back, their swords slicing through anything that got close.
Dawn and Xander were engaged in battle as well. Xander didn’t even have to raise his weapon; he incinerated the vampires with a few words. Dawn stared in awe and then quickly decapitated one of the few who actually got close enough for her to reach.
In another hallway, Andrew and Robin weren’t doing so well. The Uber vamps outnumbered them and were stronger than they were. As one got too close to Andrew, Robin tripped over his sword and fell into its arms. The vampire broke his neck and tossed him to the floor.
The blond vampire was in the midst of the battle when he felt something change. He looked down at the amulet and then called out.
“Buffy! Whatever this thing does, I think it’s…”
“Keep the line together! Drive them to the edge! We can’t let them do…”
Buffy looked down to see that a Turok Han had stabbed her with a sword from behind, piercing her abdomen. She stumbled forward and collapsed to the ground, face-first. Faith noticed that Buffy was down and ran to her side. Buffy leaned up on her elbow and passed Faith the scythe.
“Hold the line.”
“Count on it, B. I’ll make you proud.”
Faith jumped back into the fray as Buffy grunted in pain.
The First appeared - as Buffy - in front of the downed slayer and pouted at her.
“Oh no… ow! Mommy, this mortal wound is all… itchy. You pulled a nice trick. You came pretty close to smacking me down. What more do you want?”
“I want you… ” Buffy spit out between clenched teeth as she dragged herself up off the ground, “…to get out of my face.”
Buffy caught the scythe as Faith tossed it back to her and instantly used it to take out several of the Uber vamps. All around her, the new slayers were fighting, taking out the Turok Han.
“Oh, bollocks.”
A bright blue light shot up from the amulet, knocking a hole in the ceiling, going up through the floor of the hallway near Xander and Dawn, up through the ceiling and through to the open sky. The light turned a warm orange color.
“Buffy!”
Spike looked from the glowing amulet to the slayer and his eyes went wide as he realized what was going to happen.
Spike stood back and watched as Buffy, Faith and the others each cut their hands and let their blood flow onto the seal. This was something he remembered all too well. The seal opened and a staircase was formed. With one last thought and yes, he admitted, a prayer, for Xander’s safety, he followed them down into the ground.
Spike took the amulet from his pocket and hung it around his neck. He waited. When nothing happened, he shook it, then he held it up to his face and scowled.
“Not to be a buzzkill, love, but my fabulous accessory isn’t exactly tingling with power.”
Buffy looked from the amulet to the vampire wearing it and with a look of determination answered.
“I’m not worried.”
Spike looked around and saw the millions upon millions of Turok Han in the large cave system below them and gave Buffy an incredulous look. Deciding to play along, he smirked at her and offered up his own unique brand of humor.
“I’m getting zero juice here, and I look like Elizabeth Taylor.”
Faith snorted and shook her head.
“Cheer up, Liz. Xander’s big spell doesn’t work, it won’t matter what you wear.”
Buffy looked down at the seething mass of Uber vamps and repeated her earlier statement.
“I’m not worried.”
She looked back at the young girls behind her and repeated it again. More to assure herself than them.
“I’m not worried.”
“Really? ’Cause I’m flashing back to Xander’s whole bathroom speech.”
Rona. Spike didn’t like that one. She was too cynical.
“I’m not worried… as long as Xander can work his spell before they see us.”
Too late, as the Turok Han looked up and saw them. Buffy’s eyes widened and she whispered under her breath.
“Oh God; Xander, hurry.”
The Turok Han rushed toward them, their fierce battle cries echoing off the cave walls. Spike stood ready, Buffy and Faith at either side of him. Behind them the potentials were in battle stance - looking more sure of themselves than they felt.
In the office upstairs, Xander was holding the scythe in front of him, his hair blowing out behind him and his eyes black with power. Willow and Tara were holding hands behind him - each of them with one hand on his shoulder, feeding him their power. Dawn was standing guard at the door, a sword firmly clenched in her hand.
A ripple of energy swept through the cavern; the potentials could all feel it and they stood just a little straighter.
“I can feel it.”
“Me too.”
“These guys are dust.”
Buffy sighed in relief just as the first of the vampires reached them.
Xander collapsed to the floor - Willow and Tara were quick to flank him and get him back on his feet. Dawn rushed toward them but stopped short at what she saw.
“Xander? Oh my God, Xander. Your eyes.”
Tara looked at Xander’s face and smiled.
“You’ve ascended.”
“I have. Hurry, get this to Buffy.”
Xander thrust the scythe toward the two witches and they ran out of the room. Dawn watched Xander with a frown on her face.
“Are you going to be okay?”
“I’m fine Dawnie. In fact, I’ve never felt better.”
Dawn looked into his glowing blue eyes and grinned.
“You’re going to have to see about colored contacts after this. Come on, we have to guard the atrium.”
The vampires were everywhere; for every one they killed, there were more just waiting for their turn to come at them. Willow came rushing down the stairs - the scythe held firmly in her grip.
“Buffy, catch!”
Buffy caught the scythe and began dusting the Uber vamps left and right. Willow went back up the stairs to Tara as the slayers engaged the enemy with renewed vigor.
“B! They’re getting past us!”
“That’s what the others are for! Keep fighting!”
Turok Han flooded the hallways; Willow and Tara were still too close to the seal and started fighting. Out in the hallway, Giles and the dark-haired Spike stood back to back, their swords slicing through anything that got close.
Dawn and Xander were engaged in battle as well. Xander didn’t even have to raise his weapon; he incinerated the vampires with a few words. Dawn stared in awe and then quickly decapitated one of the few who actually got close enough for her to reach.
In another hallway, Andrew and Robin weren’t doing so well. The Uber vamps outnumbered them and were stronger than they were. As one got too close to Andrew, Robin tripped over his sword and fell into its arms. The vampire broke his neck and tossed him to the floor.
The blond vampire was in the midst of the battle when he felt something change. He looked down at the amulet and then called out.
“Buffy! Whatever this thing does, I think it’s…”
“Keep the line together! Drive them to the edge! We can’t let them do…”
Buffy looked down to see that a Turok Han had stabbed her with a sword from behind, piercing her abdomen. She stumbled forward and collapsed to the ground, face-first. Faith noticed that Buffy was down and ran to her side. Buffy leaned up on her elbow and passed Faith the scythe.
“Hold the line.”
“Count on it, B. I’ll make you proud.”
Faith jumped back into the fray as Buffy grunted in pain.
The First appeared - as Buffy - in front of the downed slayer and pouted at her.
“Oh no… ow! Mommy, this mortal wound is all… itchy. You pulled a nice trick. You came pretty close to smacking me down. What more do you want?”
“I want you… ” Buffy spit out between clenched teeth as she dragged herself up off the ground, “…to get out of my face.”
Buffy caught the scythe as Faith tossed it back to her and instantly used it to take out several of the Uber vamps. All around her, the new slayers were fighting, taking out the Turok Han.
“Oh, bollocks.”
A bright blue light shot up from the amulet, knocking a hole in the ceiling, going up through the floor of the hallway near Xander and Dawn, up through the ceiling and through to the open sky. The light turned a warm orange color.
“Buffy!”
Spike looked from the glowing amulet to the slayer and his eyes went wide as he realized what was going to happen.