Ice and Blood
Rating: M/FR21 just to be safe
Disclaimer: I own none of these characters, they belong to the people who created them and if you sue me you will only get my mean tempered cat.
Pairing: Xander/?
AN/Warning: I am not sure how this will go so please be merciful.
Possible Het., M/M or F/F slash
Summary: Xander should realize that when you get that gut feeling that someone is after you, you should listen to it.
Feedback? Yes please
Chapter 1
In the middle of the night the vampiress Drusilla was dreaming of her kitten, the human known as Xander. The stars were screaming at her, the traitor king was coming for her kitten and when he came no one would be able to stop him not daddy, the watcher or his slayer. They would all be cast aside by the king so he could claim his prize, her kitten, and when he got him he would be turned from kitten into a dark warrior wielding runes that were bloody that pulsed with unholy energy that made the hellmouth back away and finally runes of frosty death. Her kitten would not be the sweet kitten she was growing to like, he would be the herald of death for both demons and men and no one could stop him. Miss Edith said she had to make plans to protect the kitten and her daddy was gonna help her so would her dark prince only together could they hope to help her kitten.
Xander was dreaming of another world, one that would be rocked by cataclysm. He saw himself as a dark warrior, attacking the world in the name of his new master, slaughtering the armies of the Horde and the Alliance all in the name of the scourge. He gloried in the bloodshed, no one looked down on him, he was death incarnate and no one could stop him. Xander woke up with a start as he realized it was only a dream, he looked at the clock next to his bed that was beeping for him to get up, it was time for school and he had to get ready before his father and mother woke up or it would be another day of screaming at him for doing nothing or being struck by his father again, he would just shrug it off like he did with the constant insults from his parents and Buffy and Willow constantly calling him the Zeppo. Tony Harris yelled at him to wake up and get his lazy good for nothing ass to school, on the way to school Xander had enough of every thing and just broke down and started to cry. How had his life gotten this pathetic? Buffy hated him of that he was sure and Willow only barely tolerated him nowadays. Giles often tried to get Xander to contribute to the group, encouraging Xander to do his best, and Xander was grateful but Buffy's constant insults were wearing him down and turning into a shadow of himself.
Meanwhile on Azuremyst Isle Velen the leader of the Dranei was mediating on the light when he got a vision of a champion of the light who needed his help, he concentrated on the vision and saw a young human fighting against the darkness of his world with naught but his own natural abilities/ Velen looked into the boy's eyes and saw potential, this young man could become one of the greatest Paladins of his world, but Velen saw that there were no paladins on his world and he sensed the Lich King's interest in the boy. He had to act fast, he went to the mages of the exodar and asked them to summon the young man to Azeroth that way the Draenei could train him in the usage of the light before the shadows grabbed him and the young man was drawn into darkness and he lost his soul. But in his vision Velen also saw three creatures of darkness aiding him and they would be trusted allies as would an older man. Velen would not see this Xander fall to the darkness, he would be saved by the light and he would bring a new order of paladins to his darkness stricken world that had been held in bondage for far too long by beings who no longer cared about the people they were supposed to guide.
As the spell was being cast one of the mages mispronounced one of the words and as Xander was walking home from yet another meeting where he was being laughed at by most of his so called friends, he felt like he was being drawn somewhere else as he saw the mystical vortex forming beneath his feet, he thought: oh well no ones gonna miss me, as all went black. Velen waited for his guest to arrive, but something was wrong the young man should have been here by now. He walked to the portal mages and inquired "What was taking so long?" Palaantu, one of the mages, said "Nothing was wrong, he was in Azeroth, but he was not on Azuremyst. He was somewhere else in the world". Velen asked "Do we know where he is at least?" Palaantu said "Nope, but we can rule out Northrend or the Eastern Kingdoms". Velen thanked the light for those small favours as he turned to walk away Palaantu called him back "Sir, someone else came thru the portal". "Who?" asked Velen. "A young woman." said Palaantu. Velen turned and saw a young woman who was around Xander's age, he went to see who else they brought from this world.
Faith was not having a good night, first Buffy chewed her out on her fighting style, then when she was heading to the library she saw Xander, one of her few friends, running away with what looked like tears in his eyes. What did Buffy, queen of the bitches, do to him this time? Make him eat her shit off a plate? God damn, why did Xander take that from her, if it was her she would have broken Buffy's little nose and see if she had blood or ice water in there, but right now she had to find her friend and try to undo Buffy's damage. As she followed him outside she saw the mystical vortex swallow him up and she did what was right, she jumped in after him to protect him where ever they ended up. As her world turned black she screamed "Xander, I will find you, don't worry!"
Xander woke up in a small tent and saw a bull man over him smiling. "Ah" he said "Your awake little one, when we found you it was feared that we would have to send you to meet your ancestors a bit too early." Xander tried to get up, but was overcome with fatigue and nausea. The bull man asked Xander his name, "Oh my name is Xander. "Ah, so you have a name. My name is Baggron Airhoof, you have been here for about a week, sleeping," "Where am I?" asked Xander. "Ah, your in the city of Thunder Bluff and our chieftain wants to meet you. It's not every day a human falls out of the sky here. The Horde and Alliance maybe at war, but I don't think your from around here judging by the strange clothes you wore when you came here, such bright and from what one of my blood elf friends said, tacky and clashing. He wouldn't make a Prisoner wear those clothes so she made you some new ones. They are over there in the chest for you, don't keep Cairne waiting, he's not getting any younger." As Xander dressed in the silk shirt and leather pants he asked "Where are my old clothes?" and Baggron said "Ah yes, I thought to ask Erovia about them for you and she said she had to burn them for the good of all that live, which I thought was a little harsh." Xander looked at the shirt and pants and muttered under his breath that he looked more like a girl than Buffy did last Halloween when she wore her noblewoman's outfit, but hey when in Rome do what the Romans do. As Xander and Baggron walked out Xander realized they were on a huge windswept mesa, Xander thought it was one of the most beautiful places he had ever saw. They were high above the ground over a grassy prairie and the air was so fresh and clean,
As Cairne awaited their human guest he wondered at how the young man got to Thunder Bluff and what they were gonna do with him. He was uncomfortable about sending this human off by himself with no knowledge of this world, maybe they could invite him to live with the Horde though he thought that would create a bit of friction with the forsaken and blood elves, but he would not let them dictate his policy towards the innocent. He saw Baggron and the young man come up to his tent and went to welcome them. He bade his guests to sit down and offered them water and bread, as he watched Xander eat Cairne thought he ate like a man starved, true he hadn't eaten for a week but that could not explain the hunger this man had. He must have been tortured or at least starved for a good while and not by his enemies, most likely his parents, which Cairne got mad. When would people learn that children are to be treasured and protected and from what Baggron had said these scars and burn marks were many years old and they both knew what abused children looked like. Xander looked like a frightened rabbit in front of a hungry timber wolf, well they would try make him feel comfortable here. He might as well know friendship and love while he was among the Tauren. He then offered Xander some more food, some healthy roast plain strider would do him some good.
Xander looked at the meat the older Tauren was offering him and was wondering if they were gonna fatten him and up eat him? Cairne saw his hesitation at the meat and realized what he was thinking and began to laugh gently and said "Take heart young one, we don't eat sentient beings. We are hunters by our tradition and we only hunt the beasts of the wild, taking only what we need." Xander blushed with embarrassment at what he was thinking, he asked Cairne "So what are you gonna do with me?" Cairne looked at him and asked "What would you like to do while living in this world?" Xander said he was not sure, but he didn't want to impose on the taurens hospitality any longer then he had to. Cairne said "We can't just toss you out on your ass without providing you some education and a class so you can defend yourself from those who would hurt you." So he looked Xander over and realized he would do well with any class and proceeded to get the class trainers over here and explain their classes and abilities to him so he could make a decision for himself on how his future class should be. Somehow, Cairne thought Xander has had too many people decide his future for him, but that would not happen here. Xander's destiny would be his and his alone. As Xander listened to the various trainers explaining their strengths and weaknesses, he realized that he wanted true power to defend people and he wanted to make sure demons and the forces of darkness feared him. So he looked up at the warlock trainer and asked him to begin to train him. Cairne looked a bit uneasy at his choice of career but knew Xander would not let the demons corrupt him, instead they would serve him and Cairne would support him in this affair. Xander would become a warlock and learn about the forces of darkness and how best to destroy them.
Meanwhile on the Exodar, Faith was learning to be a paladin. Her trainers thought she had natural talent to use the light as her ally and she was already learning some of the more difficult abilities and was smiting the local satyr population. She had no tolerance for those who attacked these innocent people she had grown to love. Velen saw the young woman who had become very dear to him come up the stairs to see him and smiled, she had changed much from the young woman who had come here from the other world and had changed from a very bitter and resentful young woman to a pious and righteous paladin with the courage to stand against the forces of darkness. Be they human, orc or otherwise, soon she would leave the Exodar and meet the other races. It would be good for her to make new friends outside of the Draenei and realize what a special young lady she was, well he hoped Xander would have been here to learn along side of her. He realized Xander was alright, that's what the visions were telling him and he would continue to watch out for Xander's safety, the Tauren were good for him. He thought Xander would realize his self worth with them and the forsaken would also be good allies to him, he smiled to himself. The Lich King's plans were being foiled and that was always a good thing, but what would the Lich King do now that he has lost his new champion? He hoped nothing, but those would ultimately be naught but dreams. The Lich King was nothing but persistent and he hoped those three dark creatures would come and help Xander soon as his vision said they would,
In Northrend, the Lich King screamed with rage, he had lost his latest prospect for a Death Knight, he killed one of the ghouls on the spot but as he was raging. Kel'Thuzad reminded him, "Not all is lost sir, we still have the other candidates that we can pick from." Arthas looked at his loyal advisor and smiled "Your right of course, I really shouldn't lose my mind over this. Xander will be part of the scourge soon when the Necromancers opened the portal to his world, he would infect the billions of people there with the plague and then he would invade Azeroth and Kalimdor with billions of ghouls. No kingdom would stand against him as he sat down to look at the files that Kel'Thuzad gave him, he mused over the other potentials: One in Colorado; this guy worked for some secret military program which was interesting in its self. He wondered how this Daniel Jackson would be as a Death Knight but decided against it, apparently these people had machines that could travel the stars and they had weapons he couldn't defend against yet and no need to tip his hat to these people yet. The next potential was some masked hero in a city called Gotham. His parents were murdered in front of his eyes and he became kind of vengeful, cause of it he knew how fear worked. The local criminals, who were pretty unique themselves, were terrified of this Batman from what he saw and that could work for him, but this guy also worked with some powerful people who Arthas knew he might not be able to beat. Best to wait on Mister Wayne. As he continued to look to look at his files he saw one that stuck out at him, this Ronald Weasly, apparently one of those wizard types. Ron was the friend of someone called Harry Potter and was feeling kind of resentful cause of the attention that Harry got but never seemed to want, he was the youngest boy in a family of 7 and wow that was interesting from what he saw of the wizardling world, from his scouts reports was that most pure bloods like the Weasly's tended to only have one or two children and that was that, but Ron was fairly pliable which was good in Arthas book, he could be easily manipulated and his disappearance wouldn't been noticed cause of some unimportant spat in their world., and finally a man who lived in Sunnydale who was older than most of his potential knights but he was very knowlgeble and had known his first potential death knight, Xander. He had a dark past as a street thug, this Rupert Giles would make a most excellent death knight and he would hurt Xander in the process, everyone wins except he thought for Xander and the people he picked as death knights of course. Ah it was a good day to be the Lich King, Arthas thought.
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