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The Truth Behind His Life	By : Strailo Category: BtVS Crossovers > Misc - General Views: 13914 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: The Truth Behind His Life
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Batman
Chapter: 3
Characters: Angel, Joyce, Buffy, Xander and Penn
Word Count: 953
AN: So…Yes, Penn was a real character in Angel and Buffy the Vampire Slayer but he never popped up in the show. He was more of a side, he was there but he’s not any more character. He was one of Angelus’ Childe. So…yeah.
Edited: September 10, 2012
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He was alone; away from giggling females and surprised vampires.
Closing the door behind him, Xander shivered as his glamour finally dropped, feeling as if something slick and cold was sliding off of him, leaving him slimmer, softer. Moving over to the bed, he eyed himself in Buffy’s vanity mirror with a frown as he dropped his back pack onto the comforter covered bed.
“The price of power can create some rather odd forms,” he snorted before reaching up to undo his hair from the rather tight bun. Letting his hair just flop down his back, he turned from the mirror and stripped out of his clothing. Pulling out new clothes from his bag, he started to redress, tugging on the specialized underwear for cross-dressers.
As he dressed, he mused about what was going on downstairs. He had no doubt that Joyce and Buffy were going through his stuff, helping to separate what was going with him and what was staying while Angel and Penn tried to figure out what was going on.
And wasn’t that a kicker?
The supposedly utterly psycho, makes-Dru-look-like-a-bloody-kitten Penn was helping the Slayer and her friends keep the Hellmouth steady. Pausing as he tugged on a pair of jeans with vines creeping up the sides of his legs, he snorted and laughed lightly at the thought. Who had known that one Childe of Angel would pop up and ask to be his Childe again if it meant getting away from Dru and her ‘games’.
Smirking and shaking his head again, Xander finished pulling on his pants before grabbing a rather long shirt, one that he liked when trying to pass off a tom boy instead of a guy in girls clothing. Sliding the shirt on, he sat down on the bed and bent over to tug on a pair of socks as he continued to think.
His family was well known for their power in the right circles. Not that Willow, Giles, Angel or Penn were part of the right circles. Rather Buffy and her mother were, seeing as Buffy was the Slayer and Joyce was just a great mother figure with a bit of her own power that wasn’t enough to do much beyond casting some protection spells and circles. The others never knew since his parents were so far into the bottles that any power that they had after the adoption spell was squashed and his birth parents…well, he wasn’t quite sure about them.
Sighing, he tugged on a pair of simple sneakers with bright green laces before standing up and packing his original clothes into a plastic bag. Closing his back pack up, he used Buffy’s extra brush to work out any kinks in his hair before pulling it up into a ponytail. Finding himself acceptable for a long trip, he nodded and headed towards the stairs, hearing the conversation even from there.
“What do you mean Xander isn’t what we think he is?” Angel could be heard growling, drawing a smile to Xander’s lips. He and Angel would never get along, at least on the surface. He could walk in the light with Buffy and he couldn’t and it irked the dark vampire sometimes.
“Just what I said, buster, so don’t you snarl at me,” Joyce snipped back, forcing Xander to swallow his laughter. Clearing his throat, Xander padded downstairs, drawing the eyes of the others, Penn looking over the top of his half, gold lensed glasses, while Angel just stared and Buffy smiled happily. Joyce moved to meet him and drew him into a hug.
“What did you tell them?” he asked, pulling back enough to look at the woman who was just about an inch taller than him. Apparently he shared the same height as Buffy, and didn’t that just tweak a guys’ ego.
“I told them that you were a born witch and that you looked quite a bit different. As to why you look so different, I’ll let you tell them that,” she replied, watching Xander nod and smile at her.
“Alright. So uh, how about you guys sit, if you don’t mind,” Xander said softly, turning to the two vampires and clearing his throat. “As you know my family has lived on the Hellmouth for generations. I myself am a Hellmouth baby, or so I was told, at least born over an inactive one. But I’m also a born witch as Joyce said. I was born into the power.”
“What do you mean born into power?” Penn asked finally having sat down on the couch with Angel, his voice soft and smooth.
“I mean that my family has been part of the Goddess and her power ever since they were in Ireland and just nothing more than small clans running around. We’ve had it for centuries but my family isn’t as big as it used to be, making the magic a bit more concentrated,” Xander said, sitting down in the arm chair, Buffy perching next to him. “Since it is, the consequences are a bit interesting. They’re nothing bad, just interesting.”
“How does this pertain to you looking like a girl?” Angel finally asked, barely keeping his voice solid as his leg bounced. He wasn’t trying to hide his impatience to know what the hell was going on and it made Xander nearly want to laugh at the other man.
“It’s my consequence. Every so often, someone in my family changes their looks from what it was supposed to be. I’m the only one in about 20 years to have this happen to but it helps me with my cross dressing,” the small male replied, crossing his legs and sitting back, getting ready to tell his friends his families history.
The two vampires were in for a world of surprise.
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