Death Sealed I

Title: Death Sealed I

Author: Caliadragon

Fandom: Buffy

Catagory: AU

Pairings: None really

Archive: Any list I send it to, those with previous permission and my archive.

Warnings: Character Death, Rape, Child Abuse

AN: Set not long after the First has been defeated. Faith is a vamp. The LA crew is in Sunnydale. Spike is souled, but not chipped. He still has moments of dementia.

Summary: Friends and family witness Xander's death.

Thanks to Edi for the beta.


Spike rocked the boy gently in his arms, sobbing in rage and frustration. He damned the soul burning in his chest. Damned it for making him question what he knew he needed to do. Damned it for not allowing him to do what justice screamed he should. Unsure of what to do, he lifted the fragile body into his arms and carried him to the one person he knew would tell him the right thing to do.

Supernatural speed came to the fore as the grieving vampire ran from the house of horrors and out into the night. He would never be sure just how long he ran through the dark, or how he managed not to be attacked as he ran. All he remembered was the smell of the blood and gore that covered the body in his arms. At one time he would have reveled in his burden's pain, but no longer. Not just because of the soul, but because of the boy himself.

When he reached his destination, a sob tore from him as he smelled the one he sought over the stench of the boy. He kicked the door open and ran inside. Cries and curses met his entrance. Then silence as they saw who he carried in his arms.

"XANDER!" Willow screamed in agony, rushing to the vampire. Spike began to babble, much as Willow used to.

"Red, you gotta tell me what to do. He's dying, what do I do? Can't let him go from us, Red. What do I do?" He screamed the last few words, looking around him wildly.

"William, come to me, boy." Angel's words snapped through Spike's dementia and he ran to his Sire, Xander still clutched in his arms. "Give the boy to me," Angel commanded. He was sickened by the sight of Xander's many wounds. He knew that Spike was right. Xander was dying.

Spike whimpered slightly, then did as his Sire bid. He eased Xander into Angel's arms, then began to pace wildly. "Wes, take care of Spike," Angel called out, his attention centered on the broken boy in his arms.

Wes did as his lover bid and pulled the demented vampire away from the pair. He watched as Buffy, Willow, Dawn and Giles rushed forward to take their place. "Is he really d-dying?" Dawn asked, shattered.

Angel looked up at the teenager and nodded. "Turn him," Buffy ordered. Everyone in the room froze in stunned silence. "Willow has perfected the curse. Turn Xander and Willow will curse him." Her voice was hard.

Willow looked at Buffy, then at her best friend, and nodded. "Turn him," she echoed. Giles and Dawn reinforced the order. Angel looked at her with hollow, haunted eyes. "I can't. My tie to the Powers stops me from being able to make any more Childer, since I turned Faith."

Spike howled in rage. "Give him to me! He's mine. He's always been mine. You gave him to me, remember Sire? He's mine." Spike's voice was child-like, yet broken. Angel nodded to him.

"Come, Childe, come get your boy," Angel ordered. As soon as Angel gave the order Wes released Spike and the four mortals moved out of his way. Cordelia could not believe what she was seeing. Stunned silent by Xander's condition and then Buffy's order, she could only watch as the boy she once loved was drained and fed Spike's blood.

Beside her Andrew watched in fascination and relief as the man he secretly loved was saved and damned, all in one movement. He wondered who did this to Xander and how long it would be before they all went hunting.

Spike gently lowered his new Childe onto the carpet and looked up at the people surrounding him. "He will wake in a few days. We need to move him to the basement, and then Red will need to do the spell." The act of turning Xander had restored his sanity. Who knew claiming the whelp would center his mind?

"Who did this?" They all turned to look at Larry. The former quarterback had returned to town only a month before, with the Pack, to help destroy the First. No one knew how they knew they were needed. Though Buffy suspected that Xander had called them.

"His piece of shit father and some of his friends. I found him after they were through." Spike spat the words out as helpless rage rolled over him again. He wanted, needed permission to go and kill the monsters that had harmed his Childe.

"I say it's time to make them pay," Anya said. She may have embraced her humanity, but no one hurt Xander. She and Xander may no longer be a couple, but she still loved him. If it weren't for him, she and Giles would never have admitted how much they loved one another.

"Let's make them pay," came from those in the room. That night five men sealed their own deaths, and they never even knew it.


Title: Death Sealed II


Pairings: Spike/Xander


Summary: More hunters arrive, Spike remembers a lover and the unexpected happens.


The sun has burned away.

Taken by the blood born night.

I am alone and broken tonight.

You were my sun, you were my soul.

Then the monsters tore you away.


Spike sat in the darkened basement holding Xander's lifeless body. Above him he could hear the newest arrivals cursing and crying over the death and unlife of his boy. His love.

Spike had never thought he would feel this way again. With his Dark Princess there were so many different feelings intermingled with their love. Their love had been borne out of necessity and out of loss. When Angelus abandoned them to Darla's tender mercies they had clung to one another and become stronger for it. Though Dru had begun to slip further away from reality.

He had loved only one other with this all consuming need. That had been his best friend. Unfortunately, as a human he was taught that love between two men was evil, and he had therefore pretended to love Cecily. In the end she had destroyed him and he had run away. Straight into the arms of Dru and Angelus. Dru had begun his death and Angelus gave him his unlife.

Once he was turned he was afraid to go back to his real love, Mikal. The poet who mourned him with words. The man he watched over until the night a group of street toughs murdered him and left him bleeding to death in a London alley. By the time that Spike reached him, Mikal was too far gone to even turn.

As he had with Xander, Spike memorized the scents that covered his beloved's body. That night the streets of London saw the death of William and the birth of Spike. His vengeance was a dark and horrible thing. Not one man who touched his beloved poet survived.

Now, over a hundred years later, another human he loved had been hurt, and died. Only this time his beloved was turned. A vampire of incomparable beauty. The dark haired youth would forever be in his prime. Yet nothing had changed. Spike would have his revenge once again. Only this time, instead of fleeing town and incurring his Sire's displeasure, he would have the aid of the Slayer and his Sire, and so many more.

It was amazing the number of people that were screaming for blood, now that the details of Xander's death were coming to light. It had been nearly two nights since Xander's death. In that time Willow had performed the spell and they had watched as his death wounds began to heal themselves. In that time more of their allies and their friends had come.

Among them had been the soldier boy's best friend's; More of the Pack, and Amy the former rat girl. Each had sworn vengeance. It had been decided that each member of their group would be allowed to hunt one of the men responsible for the rape and death of Xander. The only one they were not allowed to kill was Xander's father. That pleasure was Spike's alone, and Xander's, if he was so inclined.

More of the boy's painful past had come to light the day before, when Mrs. Harris had been captured by Willow's bint. Kennedy had wanted to find out more about the men who had hurt the boy Willow loved. What they found was a woman broken by the knowledge of what her son had endured. Liza was also sporting injuries of her own.

It seemed that Xander had always told his mother everything about his life, so she knew who every one of them were. The poor woman blamed herself for what had happened to her son. Tony Harris had used her to lure Xander back to the house.

The knowledge that her son was a souled vampire made her cry with joy. When asked why, she said, "At least now the bastard can't hurt my baby without being hurt in return." Then she had cried some more.

Spike stroked Xander's hair, gently singing to him with love and gentleness. Spike's voice was the first thing he heard when he awoke. Xander was confused; everything felt different. He was hungry beyond anything he had ever felt before. "Spike?"

Spike jerked back in stunned disbelief. Xander was awake, and from the power he was emitting he was extremely powerful. Spike shivered in apprehension. There was no way that they would have a true Sire/Childe bond. Xander Harris was a true vampire. This was bad, this was very bad.

Title: Death Sealed III


Pairings: Spike/Xander

Warnings: Mentions of Death and Rape

Summary: Xander learns of his change and Spike's love.

Thanks to Edi for the beta

Lost in the distance

Light leads the way

Lost in the distance

My dreams are granted anyway


Spike went to Xander and helped him sit up. He knew that Xander must be feeling the strain of hunger. The boy, his equal, would never be a Childe to him. He should have known; the signs had all been there. The fact that Xander was a demon magnet should have been enough of a clue that he was a true vampire.

Spike was unsure what to do. He knew that the spell to return Xander's soul was useless and unneeded. It wasn't commonly known or even talked about, but on rare occasions vampires like Xander were created. Creatures that had been powerfully drawn to the supernatural as humans. When turned, their souls remained, and they were extremely powerful. The creatures barely lasted beyond rebirth, because most vampires immediately destroyed these Childer for fear of what they could become.

Legend had it that Alexander the Great was the first of such creatures, and that his maker had had no choice but to destroy him, because Alexander hated his maker and wanted to destroy the evil that he was. Would Xander do this? Spike was unsure, but he knew that the boy needed to feed, and his first time could not be on animal blood if Xander was to remain strong. So Spike lay on the cot beside Xander and pressed the boy to him.

"Spike, what is it? What's wrong?" Xander was confused and suddenly afraid. Then he began to take stock of himself. Mentally he felt no different. He was still himself. Confused, afraid and ashamed. Physically he knew he should be in much worse shape. His body should be one massive bruise. After all he had been beaten and gang raped the night before. Or had it been longer? Is that why he didn't hurt? Then as details began to crowd in on him he realized that he wasn't breathing. He was a vampire!

Spike felt it the minute Xander realized what he was. The boy stiffened, then began to shake uncontrollably. "Xander, forgive me, Xander, please don't hate me?" Spike begged as he wrapped himself around the boy who was his heart. "You were dying. I didn't know what to do. I asked Buffy and Willow. They told me to turn you. We're going to kill the ones that hurt you. I love you, Xander, please don't hate me?" Xander was in silent awe and confusion over Spike's words. As they penetrated his consciousness and began to take form and meaning, his shaking became outright spasms of emotion driven pain.

Spike didn't know what to do for his love, so he went with the only thing he knew. He wrapped himself around Xander as tightly as he could and pressed kisses to the his love's face. A kiss on the brow, one on each closed eye. The tip of his nose and a gentle brush across full, warm lips. Through it all Spike purred for his frightened love, and murmured nonsensical things to help Xander calm down.

Then suddenly Xander was kissing him and it was wild and beautiful, like he had dreamed it would be. Within moments they were both naked and writhing against one another. Each seeking to drive the other mad with need. Heat was brought to their naturally cool bodies by the thrusting of flesh against flesh. Spike was wildly stimulated and shocked by the touches of his young lover. It was wonderful and painful and beautiful all at once, and suddenly Xander could take no more. Soon they were both shouting out their completion and sinking fangs into each other's flesh, then falling weakly into each other's arms.

For long moments neither man moved nor said a word. Then Spike sat up and looked down into the contented face of his lover. "We need to go upstairs and talk to Angel and the others. They need to know that you still have your soul," Spike told him as he gently lapped at the small puncture wounds in Xander's neck.

Xander's answer was to cling tightly to Spike and let the smaller vampire cleave to him. Neither wanted to leave their small sanctuary and face the trauma and pain of what was to come. Spike only hoped his Sire did not try to rip his Childe from his arms.

Title: Death Sealed IV


Pairings: Spike/Xander

AN2: The episode were Dracula came to town never happened in this reality. Also I'd like to thank Scribe for this version of Vlad. And thank you to everyone for the lovely fb.

Summary: Spike and Angel explain what Xander has become.


I was lost in darkness, but you


became my light.


I hid my shame, but you found me


and bathed me in light.


Even knowing what I was


you became my light.


Who needs the sun when they


have you as their light?

Angel looked up as his Childe and Grandchilde came into the room. He could smell sex on both of them, and knew that Faith and Oz could as well. There was something else about the younger vampire that pulled at him and made him want to claim the boy as his own. It was more than just blood lines that called to him. It was even more than the smell of his beautiful Childe on the boy.

Spike watched his Dark Sire with wide, wary eyes. He could tell that the elder vampire was sensing something different about Xander. Spike wished that someone besides his Sire, the ex-slayer and the wolf had noticed his and Xander's entrance. All his fears were trying to rip their way through his unbeating heart. Beside him, Xander felt Spike's anxiety and pressed closer to his love.

Faith couldn't stand it any longer. She had to touch Xander, had to be sure that he was really there. She jumped from her place at the table and ran across the room, throwing herself into Xander's arms. Faith's actions seemed to cause a chain reaction in the room. Suddenly Xander was swarmed by friends and loved ones. They clung to him in turns.

Spike would always remember the minute the witch touched Xander. It was as though magic rolled through the room. Everyone felt it. Willow and Xander were more alike than anyone ever realized, even Spike. The pair had shared a secret so deep that not even Buffy or their lovers had ever known.

\\Flashback//

Willow screamed out with rage, the air burned with pain and hatred. Xander stood in front of her. Everything he had ever learned from her was fighting the blackness inside of her. "Don't do this, Wills. I love you. Don't make me fight you, please, Wills, I love you." Tears slid down pale cheeks and Xander fought the call of his magic.

Willow screamed and lashed out him again. "Do you really think you can stop me, Xander? You won't even tell anyone that you have magic in you. Magic that I will take."

Xander shook his head. Tara was alive, but the dark magic had so infected his grief torn friend that she wouldn't listen to reason. So he did the only thing he could think to do. He released his magic and let it and all his love bleed into her.

Minutes later he held his Willow in his arms as she cried out her grief and horror over all that she had done. Relief coursed through Xander; he had Willow back.

\\End Flashback//

As the magic coursed through the air, Willow and Xander gasped. In that moment Spike saw recognition roll over his Sire's face. "Childe, I think we have some plans to make."

"I won't let you destroy Xander!" Spike screamed hysterically.

Everyone froze and looked at the two vampires in confusion. They were further confused when Spike began to sob. Angel felt something rip in his chest. "Spike, Childe of my heart, I will not destroy Xander. He is a gift to our line. Only the foolish destroy one such as he. He is a gift to you, as you are a gift to him. Like you, Xander is a rare and unique vampire." Angel's words soothed the frightened vampire and confused everyone else in the room.

"Will someone kindly tell us what is going on? More to the point, what the bloody hell just happened?" Wes demanded.

Angel sighed and motioned everyone to be seated. He was not surprised when half of the room ended up seated around Xander and Spike. Everyone wanted to be near Xander. "Xander is a true vampire."

"Oh my god!" Giles, Wes and Ethan cried out as one.

Buffy looked at the four men and scowled. "What's the big deal? We already knew he was a vamp?" she asked for everyone.

"Xander is a very special, very rare form of vampire, Buffy. I hadn't even considered that this could happen. After all, Faith was a Slayer and she didn't turn out to be one," Giles murmured.

"I think that is because she has committed murder. Xander was a clean soul when he died. He was turned by Spike out of fear and love, not want or greed, another rarity among vampires. Also I believe Xander had white magic at his disposal before he was turned," Angel told them. They all looked at Xander and Willow.

Both young people nodded. "We decided to keep it a secret. Xander was unsure if it was a side effect of his possessions, and didn't want to worry anyone. By the time it became obvious that Xander was a true wicca there was so much else going on that we just never said anything. What exactly is a true vampire?" Willow asked.

Angel rubbed his forehead. "A true vampire is a clean soul that spent their lives fighting for the light and believing in goodness to their last breath. The Master said that a part of their turning was shifted, that they never lost their souls, and that any power they had in real life was amplified in death. In most cases vampires like Xander are immediately destroyed because they are very powerful. Even as young as he is, Xander is stronger than Spike, Faith and myself combined; add in his magic and he is a powerful force for the light. Often times they turn on, and destroy, their makers. I've only heard of one case where this did not happen and that was nearly four hundred years ago. The pair were lovers before a tragic incident forced the old vampire to turn his lover.

That vampire was another rarity like Spike. Even after being turned he still retained a part of his soul and was able to choose to do right. He very rarly killed humans, and even then it was only evil humans."

"You keep saying Spike is rare, that he could have turned his back on darkness, yet he was one of the most brutal members of the Scourge," Giles interjected.

Spike shivered and pressed closer to Xander. They all watched pain and sadness cross Angel's face. "It was Darla and Angelus' doing. They tortured him for two years straight. Twisting and harming the goodness that was inside of him, just as they did Dru. We created the vampires that they were. If they had been turned by someone else or even taken in by Vlad they would not have been the Scourge."

"Vlad? Vlad who?" Faith asked.

"Dracula," Spike answered. He was finally getting control of himself.

That was met with shocked silence. "Vlad the Impaler?" Buffy asked, then huffed at the surprised looks on everyone's faces. "What? I can read. Besides, I watched Dracula with Winona Ryder in it." Laughter came from everyone in the room, and she giggled at the exasperation on Giles' face.

For a few minutes, true laughter filled the Summers' house for the first time in several days.

Title: Death Sealed V


Pairings: Spike/Xander

Summary: Xander and his mother reconnect. Then they tell their friends about their life and who the men were that hurt them.


Together we faced the dark.

Together we were beaten back.

Yet from the dark a ray of light

Came to save us from the night.


Xander was quiet for a long time, trying to process everything he had learned about what he was. It was while he was sitting there that he remembered why he had gone to his parents' house in the first place. When he remembered, a cry of anguish tore through him. Beside him, Spike turned to see what was wrong. "Xander?" he asked worriedly.

"My Mom, I've got to go get her!" Xander cried, distraught. He started to stand, but Willow stopped him. "Relax, Xander. Eliza is with Tara and Kennedy at our apartment. She's okay." Xander relaxed at Willow's words.

"Can they bring her here?" Xander pleaded.

"Sure, baby. Willow, go call yer girls and bring his mum here," Spike ordered. Then to their shock he climbed onto Xander's lap and wrapped his arms around him. Xander cradled Spike and buried his face into his throat. It was calming for both of them.

Willow went to do as Spike had asked, and as she did she felt the contentment coming off of Xander and wondered if the connection they had forged on that horrid day would be more pronounced. She hadn't told anyone, but she had felt Xander's emotions and his pleasure earlier.

45 minutes later....

Xander looked up as his mother flew across the room and threw herself into Xander's lap. Spike watched as the two damaged souls clung to one another. Each sobbing out their pain. For a long time neither of them moved. They both rocked each other and took the time to reconnect. "Momma, you're not going back to him," Xander told her after they broke apart.

Eliza smiled weakly at her son. For so long she had feared leaving Tony Harris. Mostly because of what he would do to her baby. Now though, he had done the worst possible thing and had brought her child to this place. It was hard feeling the coolness of her boy's skin and knowing that he was not breathing. "I'm not going to go back. I will die before I ever go back to him."

Xander felt tears fill his eyes again. "Why did you stay with him?" Anya asked, confused.

Eliza looked over at the blond and smiled sadly. "The same reason that Xander stood you up at the altar; the same reason that my beautiful child came back into our prison. Tony promised to hurt me if he didn't. He promised to hurt Xander if I didn't." Tears slid down Eliza's cheeks.

Anya looked at her in confusion. "Xander stood me up because of the demon," Anya whispered. It still hurt.

“No, he used it as an excuse."

"Mom don't - ."

Eliza turned to him and covered his lips. "Sweetheart, it is too late to keep things hidden. It's time she knew the truth. It has hurt her as much as it hurt you. You made sure she found her love, and now she needs closure." Eliza turned back to look at Anya.

"On the day of your wedding, Tony raped Xander in the bathroom of our house. Later, the demon came and Xander left the church to think. He ran into Tony again and was raped again as he was coming back to you. He was on his way back before anyone would have known he was gone. After Tony was through, he told Xander that the minute Xander married you, Tony would be there to welcome you into the family. Xander knew what that meant and he couldn't take the chance that you would be hurt, so he lied to you and left you at the altar." Xander had hidden his face in shame, and was sobbing silently.

Anya was also crying. All this time she spent hating Xander and he had risked everything to save her. She clung to Giles and cried for all the heartache the sweet boy had suffered.

"Eliza, Xander, who were the men that hurt you?" Buffy asked, her voice huskier than normal. It was so hard hearing what had happened to Xander and knowing that she couldn't be one of the ones to kill the men who harmed him. A Slayer could not kill a human, no matter what kind of monster they were.

"Besides Tony, it was his four drinking buddies. Jack Harlow, Mike Thomas, Craig Beman and Eddie Worth. They are all monsters. But not one of them is worse than Tony. Not one." Eliza told them.

For those who would hunt and kill their tormentors, these four men and Tony Harris were no longer nameless monsters. Now they were named, and now their days were numbered.

Title: Death Sealed VI


Pairings: Spike/Xander

Summary: The hunters gather and set up teams. In the mean time, Willow performs a spell to gather information on one of Xander's attackers, and finds a surprise.

Vengance is mine,

Pain was caused

Blood was shed

And now your life

is at a end.

Willow went upstairs to Dawn's room and sat in the circle she had prepared earlier. She wanted to get all the information she could about the five men who had harmed Xander and his mother. She was going to start with the first: Jake Harlow.

As she chanted the spell to bring information to her, she was shocked to learn that the man had been turned the night before. Then she was elated. Foregoing the rest of the spell, she stood and ran downstairs.

When Willow burst into the livingroom, she was looking so pleased with herself that the others couldn't help but smile. "I take it your spell garnered good information," Wes said, amused.

"The first guy's a vamp! He was turned last night. Spike, Buffy and Angel can be the ones to kill him! I can still cast a spell to find out about the others when it comes time for them."

Whatever response she was going to recieve was interupted by the vampires in the room all standing.

"What is it?" Wes asked.

"Dru," Xander answered. He ran to the front door and threw it open. The others followed quickly. The female vampire was standing on the porch, with a man grasped in one hand and a doll in the other.

"Hello kitten, Auntie Dru has brought daddy a present. Naughty man, hurt my kitten. Smell him on you I did. Came to see my Spikey and my Daddy. I made myself like them, don't want to be alone now. Can I come home with you, kitten?"

Xander looked at her for several moments before walking out and pulling Dru into his arms. If Spike had suffered from getting a soul, what had it done to Dru? After all, she was already insane. "Welcome home, Dru," he told her, stunning everyone.


End For Now