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What's mine is yours	By : angeljade Category: AtS/BtVS Crossovers > Threesomes/Moresomes > Angel(us)/Spike(William)/Xander > Angel(us)/Spike(William)/Xander Views: 6503 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: What's mine is yours Part 2
Author: Angel Jade
Rating: NC-17
Content: Slash, violence, dom/sub, character death.
Spoilers: None, more of a what-if. Although as its set in season 4, it kinda spoils that.
Pairings: A(us)/X, A(us)/S, S/X
Description: Xander's now a vampire and must deal with new feelings as well as living under Angelus (literally). Spike doesn't make it easy.
Setting: Season four, after the first part, obviously.
Feedback: Yes please
Distribution: Go for it, just let me know.
Disclaimer: Do not own characters. Do not own show. Do not pass go. Do not collect...you get the picture.

It wasn't like waking, although opening your eyes and finding yourself lying on a bed would usually indicate that you were. It was a lot like being born. Or how you would imagine being born. You open your eyes and things are blurry. You don't know what to do, who you are. Where you are.

And then you feel something. One thought above the emptiness in your head.

Blood.

And he was there to make su got got it. I see him, blurred and distorted, but it's him. He bites down on his own wrist and holds it above me. The smell overpowers me and I drink, clutching his wrist to my lips in a powerful hold. The moment the blood touches my tongue; I feel a force inside that envelopes my body. Makes me strong.

And makes me remember.

With disgust, shock and sheer horror, I pull back and practically fall over the bed in the process. My eyes quickly gain focus and I see his face. Twisted into its demon guise. He doesn't look impressed, but he wasn't exactly shocked by my behaviour. I guess all vampires act kinda weird when they wake up.

Vampire.

Me, a vampire.

"Get over here." He says, roughly. Still Angelus. I remember Angelus.

I walk over hesitantly, half of me driven by my desire to obey, half of me hesitant and afraid. Once near him, he looks at me, studying my face as if he hasn't seen it a thousand times before.

"Your new face suits you." He says, smiling.

I blink, not sure what he meant by that. New face?

"It's a little hard to loose it at first, I know." He says, either not caring or not realising I'm completely lost. "Relax."

I do as I'm told and feel my face go funny. Oh...I see.

"There, much better." He smirks. I'm completely unprepared when his hands shove against my chest, sending me backwards on to the bed. I look up at him waiting to see what he'll do next. I see him reach for his zipper and know what comes next. I remember my life before I was turned, I remember everything...

He roughly turns me over and I cringe, at what I know I'm about to feel. I remember the pain that goes with it.

I cry out desperately as I feel his cock nearing my entrance. The cry turns into a scream of agony as he rips past, tearing my insides with ruthless movements. No matter how many times he does this, it's still painful.

"Who am I?" He growls at me, mid thrust.

At first I couldn't answer. I knew from the lump in my throat that no sounds would come out, but I managed to choke back the sobs of anger and pain and spoke. "Angelus."

"Wrong." He says, pushing harder as punishment.

I thought quickly...what did he want to hear? The pain as he pounds into me makes my head go funny and I have to force myself to think clearly. "Master?"

"Nope, but getting better." He laughs, thrusting even harder to make his point.

"Sire." I finally realise what he's after.

"Good boy." He says as he comes and pulls away from me. "You're gonna have to learn very fast, boy, because I have no time to deal with you, is that understood?"

I nod, remaining in position. Don't know where this desire to be obedient came from. Must be the abject fear I have of the more experienced vampire.

I can't see if he's pleased with my behaviour but he doesn't complain.

"Stand." He says, replacing his clothes and indicating that I do the same. I do as he says. "Who do you belong to?"

"You, Sire." I reply quickly. I'm not going to repeat Spike's mistake.

"You will obey me without question. You will do nothing unless commanded and above all, you will stay away from the slayer. You're to go nowhere without my permission, understood?"

"Yes, Sire."

He's pleased with my obedience and I intend to keep it that way. The need to please has never been so strong.

"Time to introduce Spike to his little brother." Angelus smiles with evil amusement. He grabs me by the nape of my neck and leads me out the room and towards the stairs. "Spike!"

"What?" Spike calls back from the living room.

"Get in here!" Angelus yells. Spike's in the hall in a second, obviously still remembers the beating he got for being disobedient.

He's shocked when he sees me. It takes him a few seconds to work out how it's possible I'm still alive. And then he realises, I'm not.

"Say hello to your little brother." Angelus smirks. I watch Spike warily, waiting for a sign of hate, jealousy or even sympathy...I don't expect...

"Welcome to the family." He says. No smirk, no sarcasm. He looks genuinely happy to see me a vampire. Oh, he's a good actor.

I say nothing in return. At this point, I'm afraid to speak without being told to. Spike seems to understand and waits for Angelus to tell him what to do.

"I'm taking Xander hunting." Angelus says, continuing to walk down the steps, leaving me behind. I follow cautiously. And then I see it. A flash of jealousy on his face. I see it, recognise it. Hell, I've used it enough.

"But it's his first night." Spike protests.

"And?" Angelus asks impatiently, standing by the door.

"When you turned me, you spent a week...you never took me hunting. Wasn't allowed to eat for a whole fucking week." Spike is really pissed now.

"You were a disobedient little fuck. I had to teach you some manners." Angelus points out. "Xander's already more obedient than you." He takes great pleasure in making Spike jealous.

I really wish he wouldn't. Spike's gonna try and kill me again. And while I feel more powerful than I ever have...I know I don't have a chance against a Master vampire.

Spike clenches his jaw and looks away. I look at Angelus and he smirks at me before walking out. I follow, too excited to be bothered about Spike. I was going to hunt. My Master was going to teach me everything he knew. I was going to get to rip some poor humans throat out.

Wow, where did those thoughts come from? Still not too sure about this bloodlust.

"First of all we change those clothes." He tells me, frowning at my choice of clothing. I look at it myself and have to agree. What was I thinking when I brought these?

He leads me into the centre of town and scans the closed shops for clothing. He finally settles on one of them, looks around briefly, then kicks down the door. I follow him in, a serge of excitement ringing through me. A thought crosses my mind...I was all-powerful now. I could do whatever I wanted. Except maybe sunbathing.

I watch him scan the clothes, picking something out for me. He looks over at me, checking out my size and maybe what would suit me. He pulls out a leather jacket and throws it at me. I smile in appreciation. Now that's what I'm talking about.

He's trying to decide between the black pants and the black jeans. Black it is then. He finally settles on the jeans. I change into the jeans, waiting for him to decide on a top. This reminds me of when my mom used to take me shopping for clothes. I try not to smile at that thought.

"Which?" He asks me, finally giving me a choice in what I wear. He holds up a white v-neck t-shirt and a red shirt.

"Both." I grin. He shakes his head and tosses them both over. I slip the t-shirt on, followed by the red shirt, leaving it completely undone. Then finally slip the jacket over the top. Okay, so it doesn't' go as well as I had thought, but I don't fancy carrying it round with me as we hunt.

"Dead and still no fashion sense." Angelus mutters as he walks out the shop.

Dressed in my new outfit, I walk out, a new walk for my new look. As I leave the shop, I lean over and grab a pair of sunglasses from the stand just inside the door. I hang them over the collar of the t-shirt. There...perfect.

Angelus sees and rolls his eyes. "Now for the best part." He says, his eyes gleaming. "It's your choice. Anyone but the slayer."

He's asking me who I want. Who I want to kill...

"Willow." I say with conviction.

He raises his eyebrows. I think he was hoping I would choose her.

"Can I make her one of us?" I ask meekly, scared he'll snap.

But by the look on his face, he was expecting me to ask that. "You're not strong enough to sire. Wait until you're a master vampire."

"How long will that be?" I ask, struggling to keep up with his pace.

"Not very long. My childer are naturally strong." He says, proudly.

"Oh." I say. Oh well, as long as I can taste. Know what it's like to tear someone's throat out.

"Xander!" Someone's calling me. I look around and see Anya running towards me. I glance at Angelus to see his reaction. He smiles charmingly at her, pretending he's Angel. I look back at her and do the same.

"Anya, good to see you." I said, trying not to focus on her neck.

"Xander, where have you been?" She asks, an annoyed look on her face. "You made me worry."

"I've been around." I reply.

"Yeah, well, we were all worrying. Even Giles." She tells me. "What's Angel doing here? What are you doing with him?"

"Xander and I were just on the way to find you." Angelus says, before I can reply. "He has some disturbing news."

Anya looks at me for confirmation. "Anya, I've been going through some changes lately."

"Are you going to break up with me? Because if you are, you've got some balls. You wouldn't want me to get back into vengeance, would you?" She babbles.

I grin. "No, baby. I'm not gonna break up with you." I get closer to her and relish the feeling of my face morphing. She steps back, gasping. "I gonna kill you."

Before she can run off screaming, I pull her close, tilt her head and bite into her neck. The taste of blood is like a fix; it makes me feel high. I don't stop until my hunger stops, and then let her body drop to the ground. I turn and look back at Angelus.

He's standing right behind me. He lifts his hands up to my chin and wipes a drop of blood off it, before placing it in his mouth.

"How'd I do?" I ask, eagerly.

"First times are always messy." He says, indicating to my new t-shirt. Spots of blood all over it. Oops. "Apart from that, your technique is adequate. You show yourself to be more than a minion."

"Huh?"

"You played first. Most vampires have no control and it's all about the kill." He explains. "I'll show you how to savour the kill. It's in your blood. Our bloodline...we take pleasure in the kill."

I nod. "Can we find more, Sire?" I ask, deliberately adding sire to the end. It works.

"Now you're no longer hungry, you can take more time." He says in agreement. "And besides, I haven't eaten yet."

*****

Spike is waiting for us when we get back. Still splattered in blood, and both of us happy and horny. The look on his face says it all. He's jealous.

"Took ya time." He growls.

"I killed my girlfriend." I tell him, keeping away from the angry vampire.

"And you should have seen what he did to his parents. This boy has potential." Angelus rubs it in and I see Spike barely controlling his anger.

"Just another Penn." Spike shrugs. "You'll get bored of him."

"I think perhaps that's what I need right now. An obedient childe who enjoys the same things I do."

"Sex?"

"Violence."

"Who says I bloody well don't like violence?" Spike demands.

"No, Xander likes to play. You were never one for playing, if I recall." Angelus says, making the situation worse.

"He'll never last. The slayer'll kill him." Spike declares.

But Angelus ignores him, grabbing my arm and leading me upstairs.

Once we're back in his room, he pulls at the clothes I'm wearing, being careful not to tear them, but otherwise showing little care. I stand submissively, my head slightly bowed. Funny how this all comes naturally.

The moment I'm completely undressed, he shoves me against the wall, savouring the pained grunt I make on impact. He gives me no time to recover, before grabbing me and dragging me over to the table. With violent force, he rams my head down onto the tabletop.

My eyes blur with the pain, but the prospect of being bent over a table and fucked by my sire is way too exciting for me to care. Just the feeling of his hand on my back makes me hard.

"Yeah, you like that, don't ya boy?" He mocks, as his pants fall to his feet. Sounds like a rhetorical question so I don't reply.

His hand grabs my hair and yanks my head back. "What was that, Harris?"

"I like it!" I say, the pain and dominance turning me on even more.

"I thought you'd say that." He whispers in my ear. I feel something snap down over the base of my cock. "You ever heard of a cock ring, boy?"

"No." I reply, weakly as I feel his cock entering me.

"It's to stop you from coming." He says, snidely. "And why do think I wanna do that?"

"Because I don't come until you say so." I reply. Sires fucking pet, that's what I am.

"Good boy." He says, thrusting harder.

I groan in anguished pleasure. This is going to be torture. I don't think I can last seconds without coming, and something tells me he's gonna last longer than that.

He speeds up violently, his fingers running down my back, scraping the skin off. I moan desperately. I need to come.

"Please Sire." I beg quietly.

"What boy?" He asks, knowing full well what I want.

"Please Sire, I need to come." I plead with him.

He continues to thrust, ignoring my pleas. He comes and waits a few seconds, before withdrawing and replacing his pants. "Well, as you asked so nicely." He reaches down and removes the cock ring. "Bring yourself off."

I hesitate for a second. This is humiliating, but even that thought makes me harder. I need to come, so I reach down and stroke my cock. I can't believe the things that turn me on. And I thought I'd been bad as a human. Now pain and humiliation is a big turn on.

I grunt as I come and then look at him. He's staring. His face is unemotional and cold. I wait for further instructions.

"Stay away from Spike." He warns me. "He's got it in for you."

I nod. I'd already worked that much out.

"Don't leave the house." He tells me. "Go on. You can take one of the bedrooms. Though I don't suppose you'll use it much." He grins to himself. I nod and leave, my clothes in my arms. I know which room his and Spike's are. I wonder where the minions sleep. I look into a couple of rooms. I find an empty one that looks as if it hasn't been used in a while. I get dressed and take a moment to let things wash over me.

This night has been fucking amazing. I've been given all this power, a great sire and a great position in the clan. Angelus favours me over Spike. I've killed Anya...now that was fun! It was just a shame I didn't get to see Willow. I'm really hoping to run into her soon. Or I might wait...stalk her perhaps...play with her like Angelus said. Then, when my sire says so, I'll make her mine. If I can't have Buffy...I want Willow. I don't understand why my human self never saw how perfect she is... She'll make a great vampire. I remember when an alternate reality Willow appeared in Sunnydale. She was hot...

Spike opens my door and looks at me. I look back, unafraid...cocky even. He wouldn't dare while Angelus was across the hallway. "Going to bed?" He asks simply.

I shake my head. Too damn excited.

"Did Angelus explain what your supposed to do about the minions?" He asks me.

"No." I say carefully. I don't trust this guy.

"You've gotta go downstairs and challenge a couple. Show 'em whose boss and all. You can't get a decent position in the clan until you do."

"Oh. But I'm not strong enough yet." I say, trying not to make myself sound too weak.

"'Couse you are...you're a childe, they're minions. And Angelus' bloody childe. If you can't beat them...you ain't got a chance here."

I feel strangely confident. Spike thinks I can take them on. I better ask Angelus about this first.

"Unless you are too weak. Maybe that's why Angelus didn't tell ya already." He says, thinking out loud.

"I can do it." I reply, frowning. I know I can.

"Whatever you say, little brother." He says, emphasising the brother as he walks out.

I think back to what Spike had said...I could challenge the minions. And I'll win...sounds like fun. I do enjoy kicking ass. Or I would, if I had ever done it. I wasn't exactly Mr. Hard-ass when I was human.

I get up and open the door hesitantly. No one's in the hallway so I make my way to the stairs. I walk down, my perfected walk coming in handy. Cool...hard...I'm ready to show the minions there's a new big bad.

They're all in the living room, playing cards. Spike's nowhere to be seen. I cock my head as I've seen Angelus do, complete with smirk. I plan to learn everything from him.

They look up at me with disgust. "Fledgling." Someone mutters.

"Care to come over here and say that." I challenge, a half-smirk on my face. The big guy stands up and walks over to me, grinning.

"I called ya a fledgling, boy." The minion tells me. I laugh to myself, before bringing my fist to his face. The vampire goes flying. I'm on him in a second, the others surrounding me. I use my legs to kick out of them, trying to get down to one. One at a time I can handle. I wrench the head off the one bellow me and watch as he turns to dust. Two come at me from both sides so I grab one and send him flying into the other. One of the older minions stand up and comes at me. I grab his arm and twist it, ramming him up against the wall. I bring his arm up behind his back until it's painfully high and very close to breaking. He winces with pain.

"What am I?" I ask, nastily.

"A Master vampire, sir." He replies quickly. That wasn't hard. I release him and smile. The others have backed off, seeing I'm more than a match for them. I turn around and see Angelus and Spike in the doorway. Angelus doesn't look impressed. And Spike...Spike's smirking.

That bastard. He tricked me.

"What the hell's going on here?" Angelus asks angrily.

I lower my head. "They challenged me sire." I reply, wondering if he'll stake me for killing one of the minions.

"Then they're lucky they're not all dead." Angelus says. "They know better than to attack one of mine."

Spike's face falls. He was obviously expecting Angelus to yell at me.

"You're stronger than I thought, Harris." He says. "You'll be stronger than Spike in no time."

Spike growls, angrily and storms off. Angelus laughs as he walks away. "You're not supposed to fight with them, Xander."

"Spike told me..."

"I know Spike told you, but I warned you he had it in for you and you ignored me." He tells me, an annoyed look in his eyes.

"I'm sorry Sire." I say, looking down at the ground.

"Basement, now." He says. I don't question him, I just leave the living room, looking round for a door that looks as if it might lead to the basement. I hear the pained cries of the minions and smirk. I don't care if he punishes me. I've proven to myself and my sire that I can handle myself in battle. And I've pissed Spike off which makes my day.

I find the basement and walk down the steps. I see various objects lining the walls and chains hanging from the ceiling. Cool.

A thought crosses my mind and I smile. I quickly undress and place my clothes neatly in the corner. I grab one of the whips from the side, and then kneel in the centre, holding the whip out, in the palms of my hands. I wait and wait...until I finally hear him.

As he comes down the stairs, I don't see his face because my face is cast down in submission. He walks over and stands directly in front of me. He takes the whip from my hands and circles round until he's behind me. I clench my teeth and eyes, waiting for the first lash.

"You see, Spike." He says. "This is how I want you to behave."

Spike's in here? I feel slightly embarrassed having someone else watch, but Angelus' praising makes it all worth it.

The first lash hits my back and I unintentionally cry out from the pain. Each lash hurts more than the last, but I manage to remain on my knees, which I think is quite an achievement. He stops after ten, which I'm really grateful for.

He walks back round to my front and stands close to my face. I realise what he's waiting for and go to open his zipper. I take out his semi-erect cock and coax it to full hardness. He moans and grabs my head, pushing me onto his cock. Not having to breathe makes this so much easier and I can take all of it, without choking. I use my tongue, hoping I'm hitting all the right spots. Right now, the only thing that's important to me is pleasing him. I forget Spike is in the room and give it all I've got. I feel someone come behind me and realise it's Spike. I want to scream in protest, but Angelus would say something if he didn't want Spike near me. I feel Spike's cock at my ass and hope that he's lubricated it. He enters me and I'm happy to realise he has. The feeling of having two cocks in me was making me very hard and I wondered who was going to bring me off.

Angelus came first followed shortly after by Spike. I look up at them both from the floor. Angelus looks at Spike and without even speaking, Spike nods. Angelus pulls me up by my hair and nods at Spike. I look at them helplessly. How did they do that? Spike gets down on his knees before me and places his mouth around my cock. Slightly scared at this change in attitude I looked questioningly at Angelus. He simply smiles and watches.

Spike has amazing technique. I know I should probably try and learn from him, as he's been with Angelus long enough to know how he likes it. It really doesn't take me long to come.

Spike gets back up. He looks at me. No smile, no smirk, and no glare...he's trying to talk without words. And then I get it. He's apologising. Angelus must have done something while I was waiting for him. I nod briefly.

*****

Months later, I wait in the bushes, carefully watching my target. Willow. She sits next to Buffy on the gravestone and they talk. No longer sad about my turning. They found out not long after it had happened. It was fun to watch them in so much pain. But now...they have accepted it. Time to make them hurt some more.

Angelus is waiting on the other side, watching his prey. And Spike...Spike's nearby, ready to help us out. He has yet to pick out someone to stalk. Angelus says Spike's not one for long drawn out hunts. He prefers to just kill them. But he comes in handy when we need a distraction.

"Well, well, look who's here!" Spike says as he walks into the clearing. Buffy and Willow jump off the gravestone, stakes at the ready.

"Here for another ass kicking, Spike?" Buffy asks, watching him carefully.

"Not exactly pet." He grins. "Thinkin' a bit of one on one on one action'd be nice."

"You're a pig, Spike." Buffy hisses.

"Angelus has got a message for you." He tells her.

"Yeah? Well why doesn't he deliver it himself?" Buffy asks.

"Good idea, Buff." Angelus smirks as he makes his presence known.

"Willow, get out of here." Buffy indicates to the only way Willow can go. Where I am so conveniently waiting. Willow goes to argue, but Buffy glares at her.

She turns and runs towards the bush I'm hiding in. As she gets close, I grab her roughly and drag her back to the clearing.

"Buffy!" She cries out, terrified.

"Xander..." Poor Buffy...she still sees the human me.

"Looks like you're surrounded, Buff." Angelus points out.

"Let her go, this is between us." Buffy tells me.

I smirk. "Nah, this is between me and Wil." I kiss her cheek and laugh.

Willow whimpers and tries to struggle. Buffy comes at me, but Angelus uses her distraction to pin her to the ground.

"If it makes you feel better, you won't have a soul." Angelus and I say as we bite down on their necks.

The End

You are welcome to write a sequel if I can post it on my web page, but I don't want to. Sorry...I know it leaves you dangling, but most of my fics do. That's how this fic came into existence.
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