New World | By : Vulnerable Category: BtVS Crossovers > BtVS/X-Men Views: 15000 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A/N: I apologise to everyone for my absence which has been for quite some time, I had ending of school and hassle from everyone I know about jobs and college and blah blah blah, so anyway enough of that I’m back, which hopefully means this story will get finished.
And for all you out there that asked, Cable is:
The child of Scott Summers and Madelyne Pryor (a clone of jean grey) who came from the future to help defeat Apocalypse in the past, which I think is all you wanted to know, but if any of you want to know more http://www.marveldirectory.com/individuals/c/cable.htm there’s good.
So on with story...
The Scooby gang had researched for nearly a year looking for what ever had happened to Xander. They used every locator spell imaginable, hoping that he was alive in some other time or dimension, but came up with nothing, not knowing that the Powers That Be were behind them not being able to find him. But without knowing they still carried on hunting down his whereabouts.
Giles went to many back alley demons getting rare magical items for spells or just information, sometimes ending up with him in hospital because he was beaten up so badly. Buffy had started to beat up any and every demon she could find torturing them for information before usually putting them out of their misery unless she was leaving them to die slowly and painfully like she did with the vampires. Letting them bleed out till they were nearly ash and it was too late because the sun would be rising. More people feared the slayer now, she was determined and unmerciful, but nothing compared to her witch friend.
Willow had taken Xander’s disappearance/death the hardest. She stopped eating and sleeping for almost 2 months, her body had become withered as she researched day and night for her friend. Finally both Giles and Buffy took her aside to try and get her to realize the pain she was causing herself. had talked to her and tried to get her to see the pain that she was causing herself. The clincher had been when Buffy had asked what Xander would say if he’d seen her like that and Willow had broken down. They all had.
It was 8 months later when they buried an empty coffin; and even though Willow had gotten better, she never did put back on as much weight as she had before and she become cold. Not to Buffy and Giles, but to others. People at UC Sunnydale stayed away from her because of her closed off attitude and on patrols she was worse than Buffy. She would torture the demons for as long as possible, even the vampires who would go puff at day break were kept whole and in the state between dust and intact before she would let them finally go. It was excruciating, as you could tell from their screams. She was the same with non-combustible demons, putting back in their drained blood, making it go backwards into the body reversing the torture to make it last that bit longer and then starting over again. She was the one every demon stayed away from, tried to at least.
* * *
Xander had been coping well living with the X-men, specifically Logan, with which his relationship had strengthened over time. Not only was it the relationship with Logan that was stronger, but also the one with his father. No longer called Sabretooth and reverting back to his original name of Victor Creed, which now made him Alexander Creed, he preferred it to Harris that was for sure.
They had grown together and had become an actual family, so much better then the people who were his real parents. It was a bond between father and son, which was something he treasured everyday with his new father.
But over the months he realised that the day of going home was getting closer and he loved having new friends and family, leaving them behind would be hard. Then again on the upside he’d be able to see his friends from Sunnydale again, the only family he had known until now. He was happy that Logan was coming with him, he had been his rock through the whole coping issue with his powers and his father and even the Oracles had mentioned that they were suppose to be together, he had to agree with them.
His magical powers had grown as well as his developing knowledge of spells, coming to him unexpectedly and being stored, able for him to use whenever the need arose, but then there was his mutant powers. He had become more accurate and at maximum power he could reach phenomenal levels. The evil he had to beat was in for a surprise and now he even had a name for it, Tothiros.
The Oracles had brought him into the glowing room again just before the day of his departure, they asked about his powers and how he was coping. It was a very friendly meeting for a change and he was able to tell them about his choice in bringing Logan along. They gave knowing smiles that didn’t rile him up as they usually did and wished him good luck. Then they started the conversation about Tothiros. There wasn’t a lot known about it, but the main information was that it wanted to open the Hellmouth that in itself was bad, but what it would become once open was even worse.
* * *
Tothiros at the time was meeting with the demons of Sunnydale, who were all converging in the building of Xander’s dream/vision. It knew of Xander, knew of his destiny and vowed that it wouldn’t happen, it wasn’t going away. It was preparing to open the Hellmouth, use its force to become whole, no longer a rolling mist with no form or shape, speaking through demons. It would have a body, its original body, the one it had when humans were no more then pathetically small insects that others could toy with and destroy. An immense hulking body fit for the power that it should rightfully possess.
The foggy black mist that was Tothiros swirled around for a while waiting for as many demons as could get into the room to finally enter, although it’s mind kept drifting to the boy, but right now it was sure of it’s own power and had to show that to it’s minions. It squirmed over to the awaiting vampires and began.
* * *
The demons massed together, filling the already overflowing room, they whispered and muttered to each other before the reason they were all there was brought forth. The main stage had three vampires standing stock still, seemingly uncaring of the demons surrounding them, but the main focus was Tothiros the thick black mist which seemed to have rippling purple veins that encompassed much of its mass. It hovered above the vampires’ heads for a while before the veins began to bulge and the cloud started to part at its base and three tendrils seeped out and into the vampires via their ears, eyes and mouth. A look of pure bliss was etched on each vampires’ face and each gave a noticeable shiver of ecstasy. The mist began to expand slightly as the tendrils flexed and the veins pulsated rhythmically becoming thicker then before. The vampires then began to speak as one.
‘We understand you wariness, but relax my children all is well and the time is nearly at. . . .Aaaahhhh!!!’
The tendrils expanded to an unbelievable level pulsing ominously before starting to leak out of every pore and then suddenly the three vampires dusted and the black cloud seeped back into the bulk slowly undulating overhead. Immediately three new vampires took the others’ place and as before the mist split as the tendrils entered the vampires, the bliss was still there for the vampires as they again started to speak as one.
‘He has come, we must protect ourselves, he could be very powerful.’
‘Who?’ one demon called out.
‘The Bringer of Light.’
* * *
A swirling black portal opened up in one of the many cemeteries of Sunnydale and from out of it came two figures one shorter and looking a little paler then the other.
‘Shit! That was fucking awful’
‘Quite being a baby.’ Xander paused and looked at Logan’s face. ‘You’re not going to puke are you?’
‘Shut up Kid. Let’s just get out of here. Cemeteries are creepy.’
‘Wow, butch Logan is afraid’ he knew he’d gone too far when Logan had the pissed off look on his face. ‘Sorry’, he said weakly as Logan stalked forward and then he was pushed against the nearest wall, which happened to be a mausoleum. Logan pressed him closer to the rough concrete until he felt little to no space between the wall, himself and Logan.
‘Ok, really sorry. You’re big, you’re strong. Can we go now?’ He said rubbing his body against Logan’s heavier weight, which elicited a growl from a nodding Logan.
Xander gave a chuckle as he pushed Logan away gently and then tugged him out of the cemetery, to one of Sunnydale’s nearest and cleanest motels.
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