Xander's Slavedom | By : bulldogmo Category: AtS/BtVS Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male > Angel(us)/Xander > Angel(us)/Xander Views: 5978 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter Three
Before he left LA, Angel had switched drivers as this was going to be a long trip and driver number one had been on for a while already tonight. The new driver, Steve, had them pulling up in front of Giles’ Magic Box at four in the morning.
After seeing all the lights out, Angel went around to the other side of the building and knocked on the residential side of the business. After a couple of minutes of pounding, a grumbling, cursing, very Ripper sounding English man threw open the door.
“Good Gawd, what the hell are you pounding on my door at four in the morning to wake the dead, for Angel? Is it another apocalypse?”
“No, old friend, I would welcome that right about now. Can I come in? This news is best told over a stout drink and while sitting down.”
Raising an eyebrow, Giles invited Angel in and preceded him up the stairs to his flat that ran over his shop. He then proceeded to find two glasses and a bottle of very old Irish whisky.
After pouring a shot for each of them, they saluted, “To departed friends,” and drank it down and then he poured another one.
“Okay Angel, what is this all about? Did someone die? If so who was it, and who do we kill to avenge them?”
“Save the revenge until later. We might have to do that any way, but as for dying, no one. Let’s just say someone came back from the dead, and is not who they use to be, not by a long shot.”
“Stop being cryptic man. I hated that when you first joined us and I still hate it now.”
“Okay … Xander … he’s back.”
“HOW? ... WHERE? ... WHY? ... But the blood, the car … the fire …” Giles sputtered.
“Yes, I know. From what I can figure out, Xander was captured by white slavers to be sold over seas to someone in those countries that still have slavery, which we ignore because we need their oil and such. It also seems that one of them has connections in the Underworld, found out who he was, and decided to sell him to the right demons for a profit. He has been trained to be the perfect slave. Giles, there is very little left of the old Xander there. Hell, in order to keep him a live I have to rape him once a day or he dies.”
At the announcement, the vampire broke down and started to cry. The strength he had to show all the others and that he had used to show the world out side, finally gave away. Now he could break down and let the emotions out.
“In order to help one of my friends to stay among the living, I have to be Angelus on a regular basis. I have to torture him, use him, rape him, pimp him out, watch as he has sex with animals, and god knows what else is on those training tapes of his, just so that he has a reason or even the ability to live.”
Getting himself back under control, he finally said, “And to top it all off, he is bonded to me; he needs my blood and cum to live, he lives as long as I do, and the same goes the other way as well. If either of us dies, so does the other.
“To make matters worse, until I get use to having Xander around, and get Cordy under control, we can’t tell either Buffy or Willow, because other wise, they might try to take him away not believing what I’m saying as the truth.
“And now for the reason I’m here, I need you back in LA, Giles. I can’t do this alone. If I had to I could take Xander and disappear for years and have a great time with him, and I still could do that. But I don’t want that. What I want is someone who can keep me from crossing over that line that makes me Angelus forever. What I need is you to be man enough to be Ripper when Ripper is needed to control Angelus.
“Because I am going to use Xander exactly as he needs to be used until we can find away to undo some if not all - - and Gods help me if we can’t.”
“My Gawd, you care for the boy, don’t you?” whispered a shocked Giles.
“Everyone always assumed it was Buffy that I left behind when I left those many years ago, but it was because of what I was starting to feel for Xander that I left. When I heard that he had died, the Underworld gained a new respect for me as I tore through the areas and lay waste to minions and clan members like paper to sooth my broken heart and soul. And now to have him here, like this, is both a nightmare, and a fantasy combined.
“Look Giles, we can finish this on the drive back in the limo that I have borrowed. Get dressed, and gather some things for a long stay. Leave a note for the girls to cover your shift in the store. We need to get back to LA before morning. I can’t guarantee that Cordy will leave Xander alone if I’m not there.”
“Agreed, let me get my kit together and leave that blasted note. Do you think we will need Spike to help us?”
“Is he still in town? You all do know I had his chip removed a couple of years ago, right?”
“Yes, to both questions, but he seems to have fallen into Dawn’s orbit and Joyce would stake him herself if she thought he went back to the wrong track and cut off his little marshmallow supply.”
Angel just snickered at that. A Master Vampire brought low by a teenage girl and marshmallows.
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