Buffy The Vampire Slayer Fan Fiction / Supernatural Fan Fiction ❯ Vampire Hunter ❯ Chapter 3

Disclaimer: Not mine.

So here's the history on Xander's vampirism that people wanted. So this will be a nice long chapter. Also I think I got Xander's age wrong since I found Buffy was born in 1981 and another site that says that's the year Xander was born as well so he's actually 2 years older than Sam, not 1, making him 23 at the moment.

So far it's 10 against and 8 for Dawn being paired so don't forget to vote if you haven't!

 

Chapter 3

 

Xander lay on his bed, staring up at the ceiling and doing something he'd always complained about his Sire doing, brooding. But he couldn't help it. Dawn had settled into her dorm so he was all alone in the small apartment only a short walk away from the campus. And as always happened when he was alone for long periods his thoughts naturally gravitated to his Sire and what had happened in November 2000. It was why he didn't really grieve for Willow anymore; he held too much anger in his heart towards her.

 

On April twenty second 1998 he had died. It was a time Xander was positive he'd never forget, no matter how long he lived or unlived. He'd been heading home from the hospital after his last blood transfusion to make sure there was no more fish DNA in him when he'd heard his mother's scream.

 

Six years Earlier

Pulling his stake free he snuck around the bushes, peered in the window and then froze, his mother was being held against the wall by a dark haired man, his face buried in her throat. Not even thinking about his own safety Xander dashed inside, seeing his father's dead body out of the corner of his eye, he raised his stake and lunged only for a vice like grip to send pain up his arm. He tried to fight free and in doing so got a good look at the attacker.

 

“Angelus.” He breathed, eyes wide. The vampire just smirked and threw him to the ground, a foot on his ribs to keep him pinned while it finished feeding. Xander could only stare as his mother slowly went limp and then was allowed to drop to the floor.

“Why?”

 

“Why? You challenged me boy, think of this as the consequences.” With that it was Xander's turn to cry out in pain, though he kept it to a whimper, as sharp fangs tore into his throat. Angelus pulled him into a sitting position as he fed, back against the wall to keep him upright as the strength slowly drained from his body. Having seen people drained before Xander was distantly aware that the vampire was dragging it out, probably to make him suffer as much as possible. By the time a bleeding wrist was placed against his lips he was too far gone to realise what he was swallowing.

 

Angelus lowered the boy's body to the ground, smirking at the sight of his blood on the still lips. Killing the Gypsy and leaving her for the Watcher to find had been fun but this, this was poetry. Turning one of the Slayer's closest friends but more than that, making him a childe...it was vengeance at its sweetest. And it would feel even better when he would watch the boy drain the redhead. He chuckled slightly and then doubled over in pain, clutching at his unbeating heart.

 

He sat up slowly and looked around in confusion before freezing in horror. What...and then the memories hit. Angel doubled up as he remembered what the demon had done, especially it's most recent act. He crawled over to Xander's body and sure enough there was blood on the boy's lips. He checked desperately for a pulse but Xander was dead. Not knowing what to do he gathered the boy up and fled the house, he needed to find somewhere safe for them both until he decided what to do.

 

He lay Xander down gently on the bed in the small basement apartment he'd found, it wasn't his old one but it was a good find. It even had working electricity and hot water. Knowing Xander, or at least the demon that would take his place, wouldn't wake for several more hours minimum he left the apartment in search of food. Animal blood was fine for him but Xander would need human or else it would stunt his growth. He didn't know why he was doing this, he should stake the boy and get it over with but someone had obviously resouled him so why couldn't they do the same to Xander? The gang at least deserved the chance to see Xander one last time if that didn't work.

 

By the time he got back to the apartment the sun was rising so he made sure no light could enter through the small window, put the blood in the fridge and then settled down on the bed and wrapped himself around Xander. He did not want to chance the teen waking and getting away while he slept, no matter how slim the odds were he'd wake before nightfall.

 

So Angel was rather surprised when he was woken by a soft whine and Xander moving in his sleep, searching for something. Knowing what Xander was looking for he pulled him closer, placing the cool lips against his throat and then fighting to keep still as newly developed fangs pierced his skin. He knew that letting even a Childe feed off him unless it was injured was odd but he also knew that it would help keep Xander calm. Part of the reason most vampires were insane was because they woke in their own coffins and then their Sire's denied them any real comfort. True Xander would no longer have a soul but he would still retain some core parts of his personality and he'd seen the boy's need for comfort, especially physical comfort, and how often it was denied. Angel was just glad he'd had the forethought to leave some blood in easy reach and quickly downed the room temperature O+. As long as there was the possibility of Xander feeding from him he'd have to stick with human.

 

Angel watched closely as dark lashes began to flutter and then slowly parted to reveal confused brown eyes. He stayed still, ready to restrain Xander if he had to but not wanting to hurt his Childe. It amazed him that he felt the bond so strongly, especially since it was really Angelus who had turned the boy but it would make controlling Xander easier. He knew there would be no way to hide his soul from the new vampire, it showed in his eyes, in the emotions they couldn't hide from the world and he knew that could make Xander fight his control. He waited while Xander simply stared up at him as if curious and then the teen finally blinked and frowned.

 

“Sire?” came the hesitant question and he nodded in response.

“What's?” Xander started to ask and Angel got ready to deny the request to hunt. Xander suddenly shuddered and then convulsed on the bed, screaming in pain. Not knowing what was going on Angel grabbed him and held him as gently as he could while the teen thrashed, his face flickering between normal and its new vampire visage. But what was most shocking was his eyes, they weren't the normal yellow or his natural brown but glowing green. And then the fit was over and Xander was once more as still as death in his arms. Angel gently lowered him back onto the bed and then went to get himself some more blood and put some by the bed for the next time Xander woke.

 

Xander came close to waking several times the next day and each time Angel let him feed from him but it was only after the sun set that he showed serious signs of waking. So Angel was once again waiting and hoping they wouldn't have a repeat of the previous night. Those events still had him confused. Then there was the way Xander had acted before his 'fit', it had not been typical fledgling behaviour but more like the boy he had been. Yes he had called Angel `Sire' but that was pretty instinctive, soul or no soul. Was it possible the spell had somehow covered both of them? A low groan had him focusing fully on the new vampire as his eyes slowly opened and then closed again as Xander flinched in pain.

 

“Headache bad.” Was the complaint and Angel couldn't help a small laugh. Brown eyes shot open and Xander stared wildly around the room.

 

“Calm down Xander. It's okay, you're safe.” Angel soothed, purring softly to try and comfort the distressed vampire.

 

“Angel? What happened?” Xander finally focused on him and Angel got a shock, though it was a happy one. He could see Xander's soul in the emotions brimming in his eyes and that made him relax a bit.

 

“What's the last thing you remember?” He asked gently, not wanting to scare the teen. Xander frowned in concentration, not even noticing when he moved closer to Angel.

 

“Heading home from the hospital. Someone screaming?” and then Xander's eyes went wide.

“How are you...Angelus?” He tried to pull away but Angel could see he was fighting his instincts in doing so.

 

“Someone performed the soul curse but...” Angel trailed off, not sure how to tell Xander.

 

“But?”

 

“But it was too late. I'm sorry Xander.” Angel whispered and it was obvious the instant Xander realised he wasn't breathing.

 

“NO! No, no, no.” Xander thrashed and fought but Angel had over two hundred years of experience on him and managed to keep a hold on him.

 

“Xander calm down, it's going to be okay. You still have your soul.” That made the teen freeze.

 

“What?”

 

“I don't know how but you still have your soul. Maybe the spell hit us both or it has something to do with your weird fit last night, I don't know.” He felt Xander relax a little but didn't let him go. He smiled slightly when Xander actually settled into his hold.

 

“Fit?” He asked curiously, staring up at Angel.

 

“You woke up and then you started seizing. Your features were flickering but your eyes were green.” Xander froze and Angel realised he knew what it meant.

“Xander? I need to know Childe.”

 

“You weren't around much back then. There was this field trip to the zoo. The keeper had brought in hyenas but they weren't normal. Bunch of us ended up possessed and I was pack leader, the Alpha. Which is really embarrassing since they're matriarchal. But it made our eyes glow green sometimes. The spirits went back and I told the girls I didn't remember a thing, only Giles knows differently.” Angel thought it over, if the spirit had been strong enough to leave traces in the boy...no it would take more than a trace.

 

“Xander, how sure are you the hyena left?”

 

“Well I haven't felt the craving for live pig again and I lost the speed and strength...You think it's still in me!”

 

“I don't know. Close your eyes and relax, let your mind drift. Look for what else is there.” Xander took an unneeded breath but did as asked. Half an hour later he reopened his eyes and swallowed.

 

“Good news, no demon.”

 

“And the hyena?”

 

Apparently didn't like the demon so she protected my soul and then kicked it out once it had finished changing me. She's pretty proud of herself and she isn't exact the normal primal spirit. She's a bit higher up the food chain, that's why she's still here.” Angel stared at his childe in shock and a little envy, Xander never had to worry about losing his soul.

“Um, does the gang know anything?”

 

“No. I've been looking after you since waking in your house.”

 

“My house!”

 

“Xander....you're parents are dead, I'm sorry. Angelus planned to turn you and then set you on your friends to hurt Buffy. By the time the spell kicked in you were dead. I didn't know what to do so I ran with you.” Xander stared at him in shock but then slowly nodded in understanding.

 

“They probably think I'm dead. Should....should we let them think that?” Xander asked and Angel sighed. He knew Xander was scared about their reactions but they would want to know.

 

“We don't have to yet. And you need to eat now.” Xander grimaced and Angel smiled.

“You've been drinking blood on and off in your sleep for the last two days.”

 

“Who or what's?” Xander asked nervously.

 

“Mine and I've been drinking human. It's left over from the blood bank. Xander, you have to drink human blood or it could hurt you. You can switch to animal in time but you're too young. So you need to make a choice, either you drink the blood or I drink it and you continue to feed from me.” Angel picked the mug up and held it within easy reach of Xander. He hesitantly took it and then took a small sip before downing the contents hungrily.

 

“It tastes good.” Xander sounded disgusted with himself and Angel sighed, it would take time for Xander to adjust, especially without the demon there to tempt him.

 

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Angel moved slowly from the shadows and kept his hands out as Giles dropped his keys in shock, scrambling for a weapon.

 

“Giles it's Angel. Whoever did the spell it worked. I'm not going to hurt you.” Angel called, keeping his distance.

“I just needed to talk to you.” Giles backed towards his house.

“Go inside if you'll feel safer but please listen, it has to do with Xander.” At that the Watcher paled but managed to get inside the doorway of his home.

 

“What have you done?” Giles was leaning against a table for support.

 

“Angelus went to the Harris', convinced Xander's Dad to let him in. By the time Xander got home...he attacked Angelus but didn't get too far. He...he wanted to hurt Buffy and to do that he...” Angel couldn't see it but by the dawning horror on Giles' face the Watcher knew.

 

“Did he turn?” His voice was nothing but a horrified whisper.

 

“I'm sorry. The spell took affect just after Xander died. I didn't know what to do so I took him and left. We've been in an apartment while I waited for him to wake. Giles he has his soul, he's still Xander.”

 

“That's impossible.” Giles snarled in rage and Angel knew why Ripper was feared.

 

“Well next time you exorcise him make sure the animal actually leaves.” He shot back and Giles' eyes went wide.

 

“The primal?”

 

“Apparently doesn't like trespassers and as Xander put it `is a bit higher up the food chain' than a simple primal. As soon as he woke she kicked the demon out and shoved Xander's soul back into the driver's seat. He's scared, confused and doesn't like having a liquid diet but nothing else seems to have changed.” He waited as Giles thought things over.

 

“I need to look a few things up, call some contacts and then inform the others. Tomorrow night the both of you will come to the library, unarmed and with no minions. We'll see then.” Angel nodded and left.

 

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Xander followed nervously behind Angel as they entered the library to meet a hard faced Scooby Gang. He tried to back away but Angel grabbed his wrist and gently tugged him forward.

 

“Hey guys.” He greeted nervously.

 

“Xander?” Buffy questioned cautiously and he nodded.

 

“Hey Buffy.” The Slayer moved forward and Xander took a slow step forward before freezing. She stared at him for a while before yanking him into a hug.

 

“You're okay! Well okay as being a vampire can be. When we heard about your parents and no one could find you we thought you were dead.” Buffy actually babbled at him and Xander slowly relaxed enough to hug her back.

 

“I'm okay I guess. Big adjustment but Angel's helping me.”

 

“How can you stand to be near him! He's the one that killed you!” Willow yelled and they all flinched.

 

“Angelus turned me Wills, not Angel. And I'm not dead, not fully. I'm still here.” Xander was half pleading as he took a step towards his oldest friend but she shook her head, backing away and Xander seemed to collapse into himself. Angel moved forward and placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. Giles slowly approached and held out a softly glowing amulet.

 

“Just to be absolutely safe, this will prove you have your souls. As you can see, when held by someone with a soul it glows.” Xander took it first and then Angel. Giles accepted it back and placed a gentle hand on Xander's shoulder.

“I am glad we haven't lost you Xander.”

 

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Angel watched Xander as the younger vampire heated their dinner. The teen had adjusted rather quickly to being a vampire much to Angel's surprise though he had the feeling maybe a certain hyena had something to do with it. She hadn't showed herself since ejecting the demon but Xander had confirmed she was still there. Plus how many people actually know a vampire, hunt them in their spare time and then end up with a Sire that has a soul? He'd done everything he could do make the adjustment easier for his youngest Childe, as had Buffy and Giles. Oz treated him no differently and Cordelia had been hesitant at first but now they sniped at each other like they always had. It was Willow that worried him. The budding witch went out of her way to avoid them both or ignored them when she couldn't and everyone else could see how much that hurt Xander.

 

Angel's relationship with Buffy had died since he'd regained his soul. It was too dangerous plus he had to focus on teaching and caring for Xander. Surprisingly she had taken it rather well and they were simply good friends now. Giles was still grieving for Jenny but was making an effort for Xander's sake. As for Angel and Xander, they were definitely a lot closer even if it wasn't really by choice at first.

 

“So I was thinking.”

 

“Hm.” Angel almost jumped and from the muffled laugh Xander had noticed.

“Sorry, what did you say?”

 

“I said I was thinking....ofleavingSunnydaleaftergraduation.” Angel stared at his Childe while he mentally replayed the sentence to figure it out.

 

“Where do you want to go?” In answer Xander shrugged.

“Do you want to stay somewhere close, in case the group needs help or do you want a completely fresh start?” Angel waited while Xander thought it through. The boy wasn't as dumb as he often played, in fact he was rather smart. He just preferred to be in the background and that was easier to do if he played the clown.

 

“Maybe LA?” Xander suggested and Angel nodded. The city was close and it had a large demon population for them to hunt if they wanted and it would be fairly easy to get blood.

 

“Sounds good to me.”

 

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Xander ducked for cover as the eclipse ended, unable to take his eyes from what remained of Sunnydale High. It was finished but at what cost? He knew Angel was alive, he could feel his concern through their bond. Once being so close to Angel would have had him screaming mad but now...now it was a welcomed comfort. He finally spotted the Scooby Gang near one of the fire trucks and let out a relieved sigh that turned to a smile when he spotted Angel a little further on. Angel smiled back and motioned for him to start making his way over. Dodging around, trying to stay out of the direct sunlight made him wish the eclipse had lasted just a little longer.

 

“Ready?” Angel asked softly and with one last look at the Scoobies Xander nodded and they vanished into the shadows.

 

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Soft moans filled the air as two pale bodies moved together in an act as old as time itself. The basement room was lit only by candlelight as the two vampires finally expressed their emotions towards the other. It was gentle at times, nearly violent at others but it was exactly what they both needed and had wanted without even knowing they wanted it.

 

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Angel smiled as he watched his mate out on the dance floor. It would figure that it would take being turned to make Xander a good dancer. It still amazed him that Xander hadn't turned him away but he was glad he hadn't. He'd never been happier than he had the last year. Xander was so full of life and curiosity that Angel couldn't help but be pulled along as his mate discovered the world. Being turned was actually probably the best thing that had happened to Xander, as sad as that was. Away from Sunnydale and no longer hiding behind a mask Xander had blossomed into a confident, happy, young man who had received rather good marks when Angel had nudged him in the direction of a community college.

 

They'd started up a PI firm with Cordelia as secretary, when she wasn't out auditioning and business was booming. Giles kept them regularly updated on the group back in Sunnydale but other than that they'd had no contact with anyone on the Hellmouth. Doyle was...an interesting and new addition to the team, there was no denying his visions were helpful but neither Angel or Xander knew what to think about actually working directly for the PTB, especially considering some of the things they'd seen over the years.

 

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Xander grinned at his Sire as they mock fought in the basement of the Hyperion. Having a whole hotel to work out of was nice. It meant they had plenty of room to themselves despite the group now being up to four excluding them. Wesley had been a welcome addition and Gunn's knowledge of the streets was really useful.

 

Despite having been technically dead for over two years Xander had no regrets, except for one. He really didn't understand Willow anymore. He'd hoped she would come round but he'd given up on that when they'd left Sunnydale. Losing his last childhood friend had hurt but he was happy with his life now.

 

The biggest change had been finding out Xander could feed without draining his victim, something that was incredibly hard to do, even Angel couldn't really do it. It had been a complete accident that had led to the revelation but it was useful if he ever got badly hurt in a fight and needed blood fast. They both drank bagged human blood still but it was nice knowing there was an alternative if it was needed.

 

“ANGEL! XANDER!” They stopped and then both bolted up the stairs to the lobby where Cordelia was standing holding the phone.

 

“Cordy?” Xander asked as he walked over.

 

“Giles.” She answered handing him the phone.

 

“G-man?” Xander asked into the receiver.

 

“It's Willow. She's stolen several books form my collection and from what we've found in her dorm. We're working on a power stripping potion right now but it may not be in time.” Giles all but babbled but Xander could hear the rage in his voice.

 

“I don't get it, what's she doing?”

 

“We think she's coming for you. She never handled your turning well or how you've grown since then. She...well she wants the `old you' back.”

 

“But I'm a vampire, she can't make me human again.” Xander was really confused.

 

“True, she.” Xander looked at the phone as it went dead.

 

“Gear up! Willow's on a power trip and coming here.” Xander called, not that Angel needed it, vampire hearing after all. They all turned and then dove for cover as the doors slammed open and there stood Willow, hair and eyes as black as pitch.

“Willow don't.” Xander called as soothingly as he could.

 

“It's okay Xander, I'll fix you.” She stated and then waved her hand. Six bodies hit the floor.

 

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Xander heated his meal of cow blood, wrinkling his nose at the smell but dutifully drinking it down. He took a quick shower and then got dressed in his usual Hawaiian shirt before heading out to meet the others at the Magic Shop for the nightly study session. It had been nice of Angel to sign his old apartment over to him, sort of a `sorry for my evil half turning who and killing your family' thing. He still shuddered to think of Angel as his `Sire' but at least the older vampire had never enforced the relationship beyond teaching him the ropes.

 

“Hey guys! What's up?” He called as he entered the shop, giving Dawn a brief hug. No one say the odd smile on Willow's face as they settled down to research and then patrol.

 

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Xander held Dawn as she cried, her face buried in his shirt so she wouldn't have to watch her sister's coffin being lowered into the ground. Glory was gone permanently but the cost had been far too high. Even the LA gang had made it for the funeral of the longest lived Slayer though Angel kept his distance from his youngest Childe. Spike surprisingly was standing next to them protectively though they got along okay most of the time.

 

Xander didn't know why he'd been left partial custody of Dawn, under a fake last name since he was meant to be dead, he'd thought Willow would get it with Giles. Maybe because he technically could watch over until she died of old age and the others couldn't?

 

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Xander ran as fast as he could, Dawn's limp form cradled to his chest and his head filed with contradicting images. He shook it off for now, focusing on getting them out before the town completely collapsed, there'd be time to work out what was going on and to grieve later. He had to protect Dawn, he'd promised Buffy he'd look after her and now they were all that was left.

 

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“Dawn I need you to check us both over for spell.” He winced as the teen looked up at him with red eyes.

 

“Why?”

 

“Because for some reason I keep getting flashes of different things happening since I was turned. I think someone messed with my memories. I know Tara was teaching you.”

 

“Okay.”

 

Present

Learning that Willow had altered all their memories had been hard but then he'd really thought over what had happened since his turning and it had ended up not being all that surprising. Being apart from Angel hurt but he had learnt to live with it. Angel would never remember, the bitch had tied the spell into his soul so that removing the spell would permanently strip him of his soul. If it hadn't been for Dawn...greeting the dawn had never been more tempting. It had felt good to go back to human blood after all that and he'd noticed he was stronger since doing so. He was also more powerful than a vampire, even a Childe, of his age should be thanks to Angel letting him drink from his so much during his turning. Picking up a variation of Dru's power had been odd but then he was hardly a normal vampire.

 

Xander rolled over and forced his thoughts from the past. Unfortunately that made him think of Dean and he groaned. Why couldn't life be fair?

 

TBC...