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Twisted Destinies	By : rosy4president Category: AtS/BtVS Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male > Angel(us)/Xander > Angel(us)/Xander Views: 8888 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS) or Angel, the Series (AtS); nor any of the characters from them. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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...Part 6...

Xander groaned. He tried to move but found that his arms were raised and something bound his wrists. He wasn't completely uncomfortable because he was sitting down but his neck was stiff and killing him. Opening his eyes he lifted his head little by little so as not to cause any more pain. He was really having a bad couple of days.
"So your awake?" an unfamiliar male voice spoke.
"Mph." Xander shook his head to clear the cobwebs and looked into the direction where that voice came from. It took him a moment but his eyes focused on a man who sat in a comfortable chair - more comfortable than his own that's for sure - with his ankles crossed on the table top. A leather bound book was opened in his hand as he read it. "Who are you?" Xander allowed is eyes to drift and they immediatley fell on the table top where all his contents in the bookbag was laid out - much to his annoyance.
"My name? What is yours?" The man turned the page.
"I asked the question first. My mother always taught me not to talk to strangers." Xander looked up at the chains that were holding him. They look sturdy but he knew that if he were to stand he could probably take several or more steps because of the pole that his chains were placed over was attached to the wall, but he didn't know what he was going against so he would wait it out. It's not like he had any where to go.
The man looked away from the book, amusement in his dark eyes. "My name is Angelous."
Settling back in his seat Xander sighed. "Great." closing his eyes he let his head rest against the wall. "I'm Xander Harris."
"So you're Xander Harris?" Angelous set the book down on the table and looked directly at the young man in front of him.
"The one and only." Xander answered. He wasn't happy - not at all.
Angelous stood from his seat gracefully. He took his time as he walked towards the young man. From what he read this man was important to him - and very special. His interest was peeked. Of course looking over him he had to admit the young man was just that, young. Skin flawless, black hair in a mess but in a tempting mess. From the distance he noticed the brown eyes that was different - it held no fear only patiance. The closer he walked the more he smelt the mortals scent. This wasn't weird to him, he smelt something similar before years ago but this one, this one was drawing him in and he wasn't one to walk away from beauty and interest.
"Stand up."
Xander opened his eyes. "What?"
"Are you senial? I said stand." Angelous hardened his voice intentionally.
"Whatever you say grandpa." Xander muttered as he stood. He found, to his delight, that the chains lowered his arms a bit so they weren't ramrod straight.
"We are alone, door's locked from the inside. Master left me here to take care of you." He stroked the young mans cheek with his cold fingers. "He said not to kill you or torture you but everything else is fare game."
Xander narrowed his eyes. One simple conclusion came to his mind and he didn't like it. "You're not raping me." He moved away from the cold fingers, eyes hardening and body tensing as if ready to defend at a moments notice.
The vampire in front of him laughed. "I don't need to force you into anything. From what I read that job was done." he noticed the paleness that appeared on the young man in front of him. "More than half the pages written in that book is about you. About how youre favorite snack is honey," Angelous stepped closer, hand drifting over the bare chest that had goosebumps. "You can play the violen and flute, pool is your favorite pass time, there is a tiny scar behind your ear from a mesquito bite, should I go on?"
Xander swallowed thickly as what the Vampire said was true. Everything was true but one thing scared him. "What do you know about the forced -" Xander stopped himself before he could continue. His hands were balled into fists as his arms quivered from restraint. Anger welled in him and he tried to controll it, his emotions, especially anything that was circled around hate, had a funny effect on him.
Angelous watched on curious although he showed none of it. He watched as the young mans eyes change from the brown to a deep black. Dark red spots were begining to show but with a blink of an eye they were no longer there.
"I want out. Get me out of here."
"Master told me not to let you leave until he's spoken to you."
Xander gripped onto the chains so he could keep from strangling the vampire in front of him. "When will he return?"
"We're not talking about the same thing are we? Angel mentioned that when you dropped by you were broken, eyes dead of life until he took you." Angelous narrowed his eyes. "You were raped before weren't you? You lied to me, never told me about the first time."
The redness that had appeared the first time was back, this time longer, but Angelous could smell the powerfull aroma of fear, not for him, and anger.
"That's a lie!" Xander hissed. "I don't know you or an Angel. What the hell is going on?"
"From what I read you were sent here by some medallion. A future self of mine got close to you, slipped a back pack full of weapons and his own journal onto you before you came to the past. What he or should I say I, wrote some interesting things." Angelous pulled Xander closer by slipping a finger through a belt loop and pulling, Xander stepped forward but he thought little of it. He tensed as the vampire slowly circled him as he spoke, eyeing his body critically and carressing certain spots that sent shivers up his spine. "You dropped from the sky into the pool, you were bloodied as if in a knife fight, Master sent for a doctor and the demon concluded that you were raped, although that tid bit wasn't mentioned until later - when you told me.
The person who had sent you here did it to you. Some man who used a magic to delve in your mind - you never told myself what it was you saw. I took you, I took you and you were mine, freely. Appearently my arms were safe and your blood belonged to me and one other person - someone named Joseph. Weird thing is I never complained - much." Xanders eyes widened at the mention of that name.
"That's a lie. How could that have happened? All I remember is me being woken up and something thrown at me, then I was staring into the eyes of a woman you tortured and murdered." Xander turned his head, jerking away from the hand that was feeling his backside.
"My future self killed the man. Well, I will assume I killed the man because I stopped writing when a friend came to pick me up to get to you." Angelous was once again face to face with Xander except his face was contorted and fangs peeking from the smile that was on his face. "Do you fear me?"
"No."
In an instant Xander found himself pressed against the wall, a hand fisted in his hair keeping his head in place, and Angelous's face in his. "Now?"
"Go to Hell."
"Been there." Angelous smirked before he pressed their lips together. It was a harsh kiss, one that Xander really didn't mind playing along with. Tilting his head to the side, Xander opened his mouth as he peered at the table. Hands gripped his thighs and picked him up so he had a vampire snugged between them. Making sure to keep Angelous's attention on his lips he opened one hand so that the palm was facing the table. Squinting his eyes a bit he watched as the smallest of knives hovered of the table. It looked like a smaller version of a letter opener but the mettle was an odd shade of green. The knife flew and smacked into his hand.

...TBC...
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