Devil's Darkness: Part Two, Hellshade
Author: DraconisDraco
Disclaimer: I don't own them, if I did, I would not be writing fanfiction in between my school work and band practice. I intend no profit, or copyright infringement. Buffy the Vampire Slayer owned by Joss and Mutant Enemy, X-Men belong to Stan Lee and marvelous Marvel. Just read it. I think it ok.
Feedback: Are you kidding? You have to ask? Yes please. Here at DragonKnight0615@cs.com
Spoilers: BtVS: Someabouts in fourth season. X-Men: I'm using the X-Men Evolution time line but with a few tweaks, like Gambit is in there and I'm using the mansion from the movie.
Summary: Xander is whisked away to the Institute to learn to be a mutant.
Note: is thoughts.
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Sunnydale, California- Rest Easy Cemetery~
Xander thought. I don't think anyone, even the dead, rests easy in Sunnydale.
Xander was following Remy, Logan, Bobby and Kitty into the cemetery, wondering strongly *what* the hell they were doing here. He decided to try some small talk.
"So, uh, what're we doing here?"
"Our ride's parked here," Logan said, just as bluntly. "Now try to keep up," he added in a tone just dripping in sarcasm. "Wanna get out of this place before sun down."
"Right there with you." Xander thought.
He sped up to walk alongside Bobby and Kitty. They seemed slightly more sociable than the short, hairy man with big claws. "So you all are mutants?"
"Yup. Grade A mutant," Kitty responded with a friendly smile.
"So, um, I don't mean to be rude or anything," he asked tentatively. "But... What are your powers?"
"Ooh, demonstration time!" Kitty giggled, then stepped over to one of the trees. She looked around to make sure no one was looking, said, "Watch this," then she walked *through* the tree."
Xander's eyes bugged out behind his sunglasses as Kitty appeared from the bark. She had walked through a solid oak tree like it was an illusion. But Xander wasn't too phased. I live on a Hellmouth after all. I've seen weirder. He turned to Bobby with almost a kid-like enthusiasm. "What can you do?"
Bobby grinned. "I love this part." He rubbed his hands together and looked around. He picked up a medium-sized stick off the ground and held it in the palm of his hand. After a moment of concentration on Bobby's part, the stick was covered in ice.
"Cool!" Xander exclaimed. "As in literally. Instant ice cube!"
"Yup." Bobby chucked the stick at a nearby tree and it shattered into a thousand pieces.
"So, um," Xander nodded at the two men walking silently up ahead. "What can the Brood Boys do? If you don't mind me asking, that is," he added hastily.
Bobby smirked. "Oh no problem. Logan, he's got super healing and this whole animalistic thing with his senses going for him." At a look from Logan, he waved at us to hurry up, and jogged to catch up to the other two mutants, then continued. "Remy, he can charge things with kinetic energy then throw them and they explode on impact."
"Wow." Xander thought. He'd seen all of the other's powers in demons before, especially Logan's. Wait... Xander turned back to Bobby. "What about those big honking claws he threatened Spike with? Those part of his power too?"
Bobby looked a little nervous at that. "Well..." but he was saved from explaining by Logan's announcement that we had arrived. "Were here."
"Where's here?" Xander asked. They had stopped at a large clearing in the trees shading the graveyard. He looked around, but all he could see was trees, grave markers, and more trees.
Logan took out a small remote control looking thing, pointed it at the center of the clearing and pushed a button.
Automatically, the air in front of them seemed to shimmer, ripple and shift, solidifying in front of their eyes as the huge black aircraft came out of camouflage.
A whispered "wow" was all that Xander could get out. he thought. "Where'd she come from? She's beautiful." But he was only met with silence. Xander looked back down at the mutants just in time to see them just about to disappear up a gangplank into the ship. Xander grabbed his fallen bags and hurried after.
The interior included black metal bulkheads, porthole type windows, and soft looking leather upholstery on every seat. In other words: Expensive. "Wow," was, again, the only word out of his mouth. 'Wow' seemed to be the only word in his vocabulary at the moment.
"She's called the Blackbird." Logan sat in the main cockpit in yet another of the incredibly cushy looking chairs with a dashboard crammed full of knobs, dials, switches and screens splayed out in front of him. How he made heads or tails of the thing, Xander had no idea.
Xander stuffed his bags into an overhead compartment, and sat in the invitingly soft chair beneath. "So, uh... how do representatives of a non- profit mutant academy acquire a super-powered-ultra-jet? I mean, they don't just hand these out to any Joe Shmoe, do they? If they do, I want one too," he said, still gawking around at the plush inside of the craft.
Kitty turned around to look at him over the back of her seat, cupped her hand to her mouth and said in a stage whisper, "Ever heard of the X-Men?"
Xander looked at her oddly for a second. "Yeah, duh, who hasn't? A bunch of mutants running around... saving... the..." and it dawned on him like a sledge hammer to his skull. His eyes widened, and his mouth formed a perfect 'O' of surprise. Kitty giggled at the sight. "You're them! Aren't you? I mean, a group of mutants, going all... with the jet and... Oh. My. Gods. Am I gonna be an X-Man? Cause that would be like soooo cool! And-"
"Woah, kid! No need for the hysterics," Logan growled. "Yeah, we're the X- Men. And if you're good enough after being trained to utilize your powers, you might... have a place with us," he finished lamely, obviously not wanting to be the one to talk about this with the boy. Logan flipped some switches and took hold of the steering yolk. A rumbling shook the cabin just slightly, smacking of power.
"Wow." Back to the one word vocabulary, but, oh well. Xander could see the ground falling away outside his window, and when Sunnydale, home of the mouth of hell, looked like nothing but Ant Town, it all started to pass beneath the ship at high speed, though he didn't feel a thing. 'Wow,' was right.
Author: DraconisDraco
Disclaimer: I don't own them, if I did, I would not be writing fanfiction in between my school work and band practice. I intend no profit, or copyright infringement. Buffy the Vampire Slayer owned by Joss and Mutant Enemy, X-Men belong to Stan Lee and marvelous Marvel. Just read it. I think it ok.
Feedback: Are you kidding? You have to ask? Yes please. Here at DragonKnight0615@cs.com
Spoilers: BtVS: Someabouts in fourth season. X-Men: I'm using the X-Men Evolution time line but with a few tweaks, like Gambit is in there and I'm using the mansion from the movie.
Summary: Xander is whisked away to the Institute to learn to be a mutant.
Note: is thoughts.
~~~~~~~~~*
Sunnydale, California- Rest Easy Cemetery~
Xander thought. I don't think anyone, even the dead, rests easy in Sunnydale.
Xander was following Remy, Logan, Bobby and Kitty into the cemetery, wondering strongly *what* the hell they were doing here. He decided to try some small talk.
"So, uh, what're we doing here?"
"Our ride's parked here," Logan said, just as bluntly. "Now try to keep up," he added in a tone just dripping in sarcasm. "Wanna get out of this place before sun down."
"Right there with you." Xander thought.
He sped up to walk alongside Bobby and Kitty. They seemed slightly more sociable than the short, hairy man with big claws. "So you all are mutants?"
"Yup. Grade A mutant," Kitty responded with a friendly smile.
"So, um, I don't mean to be rude or anything," he asked tentatively. "But... What are your powers?"
"Ooh, demonstration time!" Kitty giggled, then stepped over to one of the trees. She looked around to make sure no one was looking, said, "Watch this," then she walked *through* the tree."
Xander's eyes bugged out behind his sunglasses as Kitty appeared from the bark. She had walked through a solid oak tree like it was an illusion. But Xander wasn't too phased. I live on a Hellmouth after all. I've seen weirder. He turned to Bobby with almost a kid-like enthusiasm. "What can you do?"
Bobby grinned. "I love this part." He rubbed his hands together and looked around. He picked up a medium-sized stick off the ground and held it in the palm of his hand. After a moment of concentration on Bobby's part, the stick was covered in ice.
"Cool!" Xander exclaimed. "As in literally. Instant ice cube!"
"Yup." Bobby chucked the stick at a nearby tree and it shattered into a thousand pieces.
"So, um," Xander nodded at the two men walking silently up ahead. "What can the Brood Boys do? If you don't mind me asking, that is," he added hastily.
Bobby smirked. "Oh no problem. Logan, he's got super healing and this whole animalistic thing with his senses going for him." At a look from Logan, he waved at us to hurry up, and jogged to catch up to the other two mutants, then continued. "Remy, he can charge things with kinetic energy then throw them and they explode on impact."
"Wow." Xander thought. He'd seen all of the other's powers in demons before, especially Logan's. Wait... Xander turned back to Bobby. "What about those big honking claws he threatened Spike with? Those part of his power too?"
Bobby looked a little nervous at that. "Well..." but he was saved from explaining by Logan's announcement that we had arrived. "Were here."
"Where's here?" Xander asked. They had stopped at a large clearing in the trees shading the graveyard. He looked around, but all he could see was trees, grave markers, and more trees.
Logan took out a small remote control looking thing, pointed it at the center of the clearing and pushed a button.
Automatically, the air in front of them seemed to shimmer, ripple and shift, solidifying in front of their eyes as the huge black aircraft came out of camouflage.
A whispered "wow" was all that Xander could get out. he thought. "Where'd she come from? She's beautiful." But he was only met with silence. Xander looked back down at the mutants just in time to see them just about to disappear up a gangplank into the ship. Xander grabbed his fallen bags and hurried after.
The interior included black metal bulkheads, porthole type windows, and soft looking leather upholstery on every seat. In other words: Expensive. "Wow," was, again, the only word out of his mouth. 'Wow' seemed to be the only word in his vocabulary at the moment.
"She's called the Blackbird." Logan sat in the main cockpit in yet another of the incredibly cushy looking chairs with a dashboard crammed full of knobs, dials, switches and screens splayed out in front of him. How he made heads or tails of the thing, Xander had no idea.
Xander stuffed his bags into an overhead compartment, and sat in the invitingly soft chair beneath. "So, uh... how do representatives of a non- profit mutant academy acquire a super-powered-ultra-jet? I mean, they don't just hand these out to any Joe Shmoe, do they? If they do, I want one too," he said, still gawking around at the plush inside of the craft.
Kitty turned around to look at him over the back of her seat, cupped her hand to her mouth and said in a stage whisper, "Ever heard of the X-Men?"
Xander looked at her oddly for a second. "Yeah, duh, who hasn't? A bunch of mutants running around... saving... the..." and it dawned on him like a sledge hammer to his skull. His eyes widened, and his mouth formed a perfect 'O' of surprise. Kitty giggled at the sight. "You're them! Aren't you? I mean, a group of mutants, going all... with the jet and... Oh. My. Gods. Am I gonna be an X-Man? Cause that would be like soooo cool! And-"
"Woah, kid! No need for the hysterics," Logan growled. "Yeah, we're the X- Men. And if you're good enough after being trained to utilize your powers, you might... have a place with us," he finished lamely, obviously not wanting to be the one to talk about this with the boy. Logan flipped some switches and took hold of the steering yolk. A rumbling shook the cabin just slightly, smacking of power.
"Wow." Back to the one word vocabulary, but, oh well. Xander could see the ground falling away outside his window, and when Sunnydale, home of the mouth of hell, looked like nothing but Ant Town, it all started to pass beneath the ship at high speed, though he didn't feel a thing. 'Wow,' was right.