Hey all, this is my first attempt ever at BtVS fiction. I'm nost sure if I'll continue it or not but let me know what you think
Title: Weird Things Happen to Good People
Author: Sheena D. (mebsadie@aol.com)
FeedBack: let me know if you like. My first attempt so be honest.
Rating: not sure...nothing bad yet....
Disclaimer: They all belong to Joss....I don't own them..it's just fiction.
Summary: Two Masters come to town, and it doesnt' bode well for the Slayer, but what happens when Xander gets caught in the middle? (summary sucks, but I don't even know what's going to happen yet...lol)
Notes: This story is untitled, and I don't even know where it's going. So if anyone wants to through a title out there, I'd be glad for the help.
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It was just another quiet night in Sunnydale, or as quiet as it got for the Scooby Gang. There always seemed to be something out there that needed their attention. Tonight, it was a very, very large group of fledgling and possibly two, not one but two master vampires that had decided to take up residence in their small northern California town.
Buffy had seen one of the master vamps the night before while on patrol. She didn't engage him, she hadn't had time. She was fighting a T'kar demon at the time, but she had seen them go into the sewers with several minions. Spike had seen another master two nights before while at Willy's. He said he'd been in asking questions about the Slayer, and left with a rather large posse of minions of his own. This was the cause for the night of research. Why would two master vampires come to the Mouth of Hell at the same time? What were they after?
Xander had no idea, and neither did the book he'd been looking in for the past two hours. He was seriously frustrated. Things were just not going his way. Anya had left the week before. She'd wanted to 'experience orgasms with as many people as possible. Experience was a good thing.' Xander snorted. Whatever.
He'd lost yet another job when he lit the kitchen on fire at the local diner he'd been working in. At least he still had his normal job of construction. The diner had only been a weekend job for extra money. He'd had to pay for a two thousand dollar engagement ring he'd never been able to give his now ex-girlfriend after all.
Xander was pulled from his introspection by a knock on the door. He looked around the room at everyone else. Buffy and Riley were curled into each other, lost in the book that must have been way more interesting than the one he'd been given. Giles was lost as usual in his search for knowledge. Willow and Tara were just as bad, and Dawn was in the kitchen lost in her homework. 'Since when has everyone been so interested in research and homework?' Xander thought to himself, while hefting himself out of his chair and to the doorway. He knew better than to think Spike was going to answer it. He was in the kitchen helping the 'Nibblet' 'study'. More than likely he was teaching her dirty limericks.
Xander opened the door and groaned at who was on the other side. This couldn't mean good news. "Deadboy. To what do we owe this great honor?" Xander said, motioning Angel and his merry band of followers in.
"Cordelia had a vision." Angel said simply, walking past Xander and into the living room.
"How did I know this wasn't a social visit? Hey Cordy, how's it going?" Xander asked, giving her a quick hug.
"You don't really want to know, so don't ask. It's not something you really want to hear about right now. We'll talk later." Cordelia said, following her boss into the room. Wesley was behind her and another man Xander didn't know.
"Angel!" Buffy exclaimed when she noticed the new group in the room.
"Buffy. Giles. Everyone." Angel said by way of salutations.
"What brings you to Sunnydale?" Giles asked, removing his glasses from his face, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"Cordelia had a vision. Seems there are two master vampires in town that want to take Buffy's Slayer powers from her." Angel said, looking at Giles, making sure to not look in Buffy's direction, seeing as she was still wound around her new boyfriend.
"What? How can they do that?" Buffy asked, now standing that she was over her shock of seeing Angel and a new shock had taken it's place.
"There's a spell, that can take the power from you, effectively making you normal and ending the line of slayers. I thought that spell lost thousands of years ago." Giles said, rubbing his glasses before placing them back on his face.
"I'm not sure, but I do know that they are going to do the spell. According the vision it's going to be tonight." Angel said, finally looking around the group gathered in the room.
"How do we stop them?" Willow asked, her hand tightening around her girlfriend's.
"Well, they have to be in close proximity to her in order to do it. I don't know of a counter spell. My best guess is to make sure they don't get the chance to do the spell." Wesley said, from his spot beside Gunn.
"How do we do that? I have to patrol. I can't just stay inside and hope they go away. That would defeat the purpose of me having Slayer powers anyway." Buffy said, trying to understand.
"I think he means killing them, in the permanent sense." Gunn explained simply.
"Yes, that would seem like the most effective way of stopping them." Giles said, sitting down in his chair, his 'thinking' face on.
"So," Xander said, jumping into the conversation. "How do we find them and dust them?"
"The vision showed them in the cemetery. I think it would be best to start there." Angel said. He took his attention away from Xander when he noticed his childe walk through the door, Dawn right behind him.
"Hello Peaches. What do we need to kill, and where is it? I could use a good spot of violence." Spike said, leaning against the doorway, effecting an air of nonchalance.
"Well, let's head to the cemetery. I want these freaks out of here as soon as possible." Buffy said, already arming herself with an array of weapons.
"Sounds like a plan to me." Spike said, doing the same.
"Let's go." Angel said, effectively taking control and leading the way out the door.
*~*
"It's quiet. Too quiet." Xander said under his breath. They'd been walking around the cemetery for two hours now and no sign of the vamps. He was beginning to think that The Powers that Be were getting rusty in their old age.
"I don't like this. Something's not right." Buffy said, keeping an eye on the shadows around them.
"Wait a minute, ducks. What's that up there?" Spike asked, throwing his cigarette away, and pulling his axe from under his coat.
"Looks like one of the masters. That's what Cordy described to me anyway." Angel said, taking off slowly in that direction. Riley, Gunn, Wesley, Willow, Tara, Buffy, Giles, and Xander followed. Cordelia had elected to stay behind with Dawn, when Buffy had refused to let her come along.
"Well, well. Such a large welcoming committee for little old me?" The vampire asked, smirking at the assembled group of do gooders. "Not exactly how we had planned introducing ourselves, but can't have everything can we?"
"Why don't you just get out of town? There's nothing here for you." Angel said, effecting an air of indifference.
"Ya see, we can't do that. Ain't that right Leon?" the first vampire asked of a second who was walking up behind him.
"That would be right. We're on a mission. You can't just abandon a mission in the middle of it. What kind of example would that give to our minions? Not a good one, I'm sure." Leon said, hoisting his backpack higher on his shoulder.
"Well then, lets just dust them and get this over with since they don't seem to want to cooperate." Buffy said, brandishing her stake, while Giles pulled out his crossbow and everyone else armed themselves.
"Yes lets." Leon said, then whistled loudly. Out of no where vampires seemed to flow into the clearing. The fight started before anyone could blink.
The fight was fast and furious. Thirty to forty vampires came out of no where as soon as the master vampires had introduced themselves. It was all very dramatic and reminded Xander of some low rate B movie. 'What's with vamps and theatrics anyway?' Xander thought randomly, to himself. All of the vampires he'd ever encountered had been extreme drama queens.
Xander was pulled out of his thoughts when he was hit from behind by two vampires struggling with one very pissed off slayer. He immediately jumped back into the fight, staking one vampire, before another one knocked him down. It was lunging for his neck, fangs bared and hungry looking. Suddenly, its body was turning to dust above him. Xander smiled gratefully at Spike, accepting his hand up, before being flung back into the fray once more.
Two more vamps turned to dust. He could see Willow and Tara burning vamps left and right with some sort of magical fire they had concocted. Angel and Spike were working in tandem, vampires dusting faster then anyone could blink. Buffy was holding her own fighting off several at once, with Giles watching her back and dusting anything that got with in arms length of him, or in range of his crossbow, depending on if they came on his right or his left. Wesley was chanting away, using some sort of spell that Xander had never seen, getting rid of several vampires at one, while Gunn was wrecking general havoc on the mobs numbers. In general, they were kicking vampire ass. With just one problem.
For every vampire they dusted, it seemed as if two more took their places. The good guys were tiring fast. They wouldn't be able to hold out much longer.
Xander heard a scream from the opposite corner of the fighting area. He glanced quickly in that direction to see Willow and Tara's circle of magick broken. He knew they wouldn't have time to reconstruct it. It looked like they were on hand to hand combat from here on in. He hoped they would be all right.
Xander grunted as he was grabbed from behind in a bear hug. The vampire that had him was HUGE, and squeezing the air out of his lungs. He could feel his lungs creaking and giving under the pressure. Gasping for breath and pushing the pain away, Xander brought his head forward and quickly back. He heard the cartilage of the vampire's nose give under the assault. Who ever said that particular maneuver didn't hurt, had obviously never done it. It hurt like hell on the back of his head, but he quickly brushed it off as he landed on the ground.
Not even looking he blindly kicked backwards, making the vampire stumble more. Recovering his balance he swept the legs of the vampire out from under him in a move worthy of The Slayer herself. He pounced on the vampire, quickly dispatching of him.
As he cleared his face of the dust that had settled, trying to see his surroundings and any threats to his immediate safety, Xander hear guttural mumbling. Tara and Willow wouldn't have had time to make another spell circle, and he could still hear Wesley chanting from where he was. 'Who's casting?' he thought to himself, looking around frantically.
Out of the fight and yards away from danger stood the two master vampires. They were chanting in a drawn circle. Incense and candles burned around them. 'When did they have time to set that up?' Xander asked, quickly looking around to see if anyone else in the group had noticed.
Quickly staking two more vampires, Xander took stock of the situation again. Everyone was still pretty much where they had been, except for Buffy. She was battling six vampires at once, and they were herding her away from the rest of the group. They were moving her closer to the casting duo. That's when Xander remembered why Angel had come to Sunnydale. Cordelia had had a vision about someone stealing Buffy's Slayer powers.
"The spell. They're casting the spell to steal her powers. Oh God." Xander whispered, throwing another vampire off his back. "Angel!" Xander shouted across the field, knowing the taller vampire would be his only chance to stop the two.
When Angel had finished dusting the vampire he was fighting, he turned towards the sound of his name being called. He saw Xander motioning towards the two master vampires, while working his way across the field towards them. "Stop them, their doing the spell. Disrupt the circle!" he heard Xander shout to him. He strained his vampiric hearing, and found that the two vampires were in fact beginning the spell that he had been called here to stop.
Angel waded through the fighting bodies and flying dust. Along the way, he picked up a smaller, struggling vampire, holding him over his head. He could see Xander running towards Buffy, and he trusted the other man to keep her safe. When he judged he was close enough, Angel sent the vampire's body flying through the air.
Xander saw Angel through the vampire towards the two masters. He saw the master vampires go down breaking the circle of magick, disrupting the spell and letting loose the energy that had built up with in it. A bright light began to gather in the center of it. Buffy was too close to it. She'd get hit in the backlash of power. He could feel it prickling his skin. Could feel it tingling in his blood, just as it had every time he'd been around one of the witches he called friends when they'd cast. He had to get her out of the way.
"Buffy!" He yelled, jumping on the backs of two of the vampires she had been fighting. They fell to the ground in a heap of arms and legs, knocking three more down with them.
"Xander! What the hell?" Buffy asked, staking a vampire near her, before helping Xander up and staking yet another that was under him.
Xander staked another, then turned to Buffy. Before she could voice the confusion he could see on her face, he grabbed her arm, swung them around in a circle, using the momentum to throw her from the fight and what he hoped was clear of the spells flash point. He saw her land, staked another vampire while fighting another that was trying to take him down. He only had a chance to take that one down before it hit.
The bright light of power that had been in the center of the broken circle grew in brightness and size, quickly swallowing the three vampires that had been in it, the two masters and the fledge. He knew he was too close, that he didn't have time to get out of the flash point. Everyone else was clear and that was mattered most to him.
When the backlash hit, he was ready for it. He felt the energy build, felt it singeing along his skin, felt it itch in his blood. He'd never been this close to this much power before. It was ten times worse than what he felt around Tara and Willow when they cast little spells. It was even worse than when they had called on the power of the first Slayer to help against Adam and the Initiative.
"Xander!" He heard Willow shout to him. He looked up from yet another vampire he was staking to see her looking towards him in horror. He gave her a small smile before it hit. He'd never felt anything like it before. It hurt. It made everything inside of him feel as if it were on fire. He closed his eyes and grit his teeth against the feelings assaulting him. It felt as it if were ripping him apart.
When he felt the power reach its peak, he was sure he'd never felt so much pain in his life. He couldn't hold it in anymore, and he screamed. When the power finally exploded around him, he felt himself go flying through the area. He never felt himself hit the ground. He hurt too much to feel anything else.
'That should take care of a great deal of the vamps. God let everyone else be safe.' Was Xander's last thought before the blackness that had been on the fringes of his mind claimed him.
Title: Weird Things Happen to Good People
Author: Sheena D. (mebsadie@aol.com)
FeedBack: let me know if you like. My first attempt so be honest.
Rating: not sure...nothing bad yet....
Disclaimer: They all belong to Joss....I don't own them..it's just fiction.
Summary: Two Masters come to town, and it doesnt' bode well for the Slayer, but what happens when Xander gets caught in the middle? (summary sucks, but I don't even know what's going to happen yet...lol)
Notes: This story is untitled, and I don't even know where it's going. So if anyone wants to through a title out there, I'd be glad for the help.
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It was just another quiet night in Sunnydale, or as quiet as it got for the Scooby Gang. There always seemed to be something out there that needed their attention. Tonight, it was a very, very large group of fledgling and possibly two, not one but two master vampires that had decided to take up residence in their small northern California town.
Buffy had seen one of the master vamps the night before while on patrol. She didn't engage him, she hadn't had time. She was fighting a T'kar demon at the time, but she had seen them go into the sewers with several minions. Spike had seen another master two nights before while at Willy's. He said he'd been in asking questions about the Slayer, and left with a rather large posse of minions of his own. This was the cause for the night of research. Why would two master vampires come to the Mouth of Hell at the same time? What were they after?
Xander had no idea, and neither did the book he'd been looking in for the past two hours. He was seriously frustrated. Things were just not going his way. Anya had left the week before. She'd wanted to 'experience orgasms with as many people as possible. Experience was a good thing.' Xander snorted. Whatever.
He'd lost yet another job when he lit the kitchen on fire at the local diner he'd been working in. At least he still had his normal job of construction. The diner had only been a weekend job for extra money. He'd had to pay for a two thousand dollar engagement ring he'd never been able to give his now ex-girlfriend after all.
Xander was pulled from his introspection by a knock on the door. He looked around the room at everyone else. Buffy and Riley were curled into each other, lost in the book that must have been way more interesting than the one he'd been given. Giles was lost as usual in his search for knowledge. Willow and Tara were just as bad, and Dawn was in the kitchen lost in her homework. 'Since when has everyone been so interested in research and homework?' Xander thought to himself, while hefting himself out of his chair and to the doorway. He knew better than to think Spike was going to answer it. He was in the kitchen helping the 'Nibblet' 'study'. More than likely he was teaching her dirty limericks.
Xander opened the door and groaned at who was on the other side. This couldn't mean good news. "Deadboy. To what do we owe this great honor?" Xander said, motioning Angel and his merry band of followers in.
"Cordelia had a vision." Angel said simply, walking past Xander and into the living room.
"How did I know this wasn't a social visit? Hey Cordy, how's it going?" Xander asked, giving her a quick hug.
"You don't really want to know, so don't ask. It's not something you really want to hear about right now. We'll talk later." Cordelia said, following her boss into the room. Wesley was behind her and another man Xander didn't know.
"Angel!" Buffy exclaimed when she noticed the new group in the room.
"Buffy. Giles. Everyone." Angel said by way of salutations.
"What brings you to Sunnydale?" Giles asked, removing his glasses from his face, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"Cordelia had a vision. Seems there are two master vampires in town that want to take Buffy's Slayer powers from her." Angel said, looking at Giles, making sure to not look in Buffy's direction, seeing as she was still wound around her new boyfriend.
"What? How can they do that?" Buffy asked, now standing that she was over her shock of seeing Angel and a new shock had taken it's place.
"There's a spell, that can take the power from you, effectively making you normal and ending the line of slayers. I thought that spell lost thousands of years ago." Giles said, rubbing his glasses before placing them back on his face.
"I'm not sure, but I do know that they are going to do the spell. According the vision it's going to be tonight." Angel said, finally looking around the group gathered in the room.
"How do we stop them?" Willow asked, her hand tightening around her girlfriend's.
"Well, they have to be in close proximity to her in order to do it. I don't know of a counter spell. My best guess is to make sure they don't get the chance to do the spell." Wesley said, from his spot beside Gunn.
"How do we do that? I have to patrol. I can't just stay inside and hope they go away. That would defeat the purpose of me having Slayer powers anyway." Buffy said, trying to understand.
"I think he means killing them, in the permanent sense." Gunn explained simply.
"Yes, that would seem like the most effective way of stopping them." Giles said, sitting down in his chair, his 'thinking' face on.
"So," Xander said, jumping into the conversation. "How do we find them and dust them?"
"The vision showed them in the cemetery. I think it would be best to start there." Angel said. He took his attention away from Xander when he noticed his childe walk through the door, Dawn right behind him.
"Hello Peaches. What do we need to kill, and where is it? I could use a good spot of violence." Spike said, leaning against the doorway, effecting an air of nonchalance.
"Well, let's head to the cemetery. I want these freaks out of here as soon as possible." Buffy said, already arming herself with an array of weapons.
"Sounds like a plan to me." Spike said, doing the same.
"Let's go." Angel said, effectively taking control and leading the way out the door.
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"It's quiet. Too quiet." Xander said under his breath. They'd been walking around the cemetery for two hours now and no sign of the vamps. He was beginning to think that The Powers that Be were getting rusty in their old age.
"I don't like this. Something's not right." Buffy said, keeping an eye on the shadows around them.
"Wait a minute, ducks. What's that up there?" Spike asked, throwing his cigarette away, and pulling his axe from under his coat.
"Looks like one of the masters. That's what Cordy described to me anyway." Angel said, taking off slowly in that direction. Riley, Gunn, Wesley, Willow, Tara, Buffy, Giles, and Xander followed. Cordelia had elected to stay behind with Dawn, when Buffy had refused to let her come along.
"Well, well. Such a large welcoming committee for little old me?" The vampire asked, smirking at the assembled group of do gooders. "Not exactly how we had planned introducing ourselves, but can't have everything can we?"
"Why don't you just get out of town? There's nothing here for you." Angel said, effecting an air of indifference.
"Ya see, we can't do that. Ain't that right Leon?" the first vampire asked of a second who was walking up behind him.
"That would be right. We're on a mission. You can't just abandon a mission in the middle of it. What kind of example would that give to our minions? Not a good one, I'm sure." Leon said, hoisting his backpack higher on his shoulder.
"Well then, lets just dust them and get this over with since they don't seem to want to cooperate." Buffy said, brandishing her stake, while Giles pulled out his crossbow and everyone else armed themselves.
"Yes lets." Leon said, then whistled loudly. Out of no where vampires seemed to flow into the clearing. The fight started before anyone could blink.
The fight was fast and furious. Thirty to forty vampires came out of no where as soon as the master vampires had introduced themselves. It was all very dramatic and reminded Xander of some low rate B movie. 'What's with vamps and theatrics anyway?' Xander thought randomly, to himself. All of the vampires he'd ever encountered had been extreme drama queens.
Xander was pulled out of his thoughts when he was hit from behind by two vampires struggling with one very pissed off slayer. He immediately jumped back into the fight, staking one vampire, before another one knocked him down. It was lunging for his neck, fangs bared and hungry looking. Suddenly, its body was turning to dust above him. Xander smiled gratefully at Spike, accepting his hand up, before being flung back into the fray once more.
Two more vamps turned to dust. He could see Willow and Tara burning vamps left and right with some sort of magical fire they had concocted. Angel and Spike were working in tandem, vampires dusting faster then anyone could blink. Buffy was holding her own fighting off several at once, with Giles watching her back and dusting anything that got with in arms length of him, or in range of his crossbow, depending on if they came on his right or his left. Wesley was chanting away, using some sort of spell that Xander had never seen, getting rid of several vampires at one, while Gunn was wrecking general havoc on the mobs numbers. In general, they were kicking vampire ass. With just one problem.
For every vampire they dusted, it seemed as if two more took their places. The good guys were tiring fast. They wouldn't be able to hold out much longer.
Xander heard a scream from the opposite corner of the fighting area. He glanced quickly in that direction to see Willow and Tara's circle of magick broken. He knew they wouldn't have time to reconstruct it. It looked like they were on hand to hand combat from here on in. He hoped they would be all right.
Xander grunted as he was grabbed from behind in a bear hug. The vampire that had him was HUGE, and squeezing the air out of his lungs. He could feel his lungs creaking and giving under the pressure. Gasping for breath and pushing the pain away, Xander brought his head forward and quickly back. He heard the cartilage of the vampire's nose give under the assault. Who ever said that particular maneuver didn't hurt, had obviously never done it. It hurt like hell on the back of his head, but he quickly brushed it off as he landed on the ground.
Not even looking he blindly kicked backwards, making the vampire stumble more. Recovering his balance he swept the legs of the vampire out from under him in a move worthy of The Slayer herself. He pounced on the vampire, quickly dispatching of him.
As he cleared his face of the dust that had settled, trying to see his surroundings and any threats to his immediate safety, Xander hear guttural mumbling. Tara and Willow wouldn't have had time to make another spell circle, and he could still hear Wesley chanting from where he was. 'Who's casting?' he thought to himself, looking around frantically.
Out of the fight and yards away from danger stood the two master vampires. They were chanting in a drawn circle. Incense and candles burned around them. 'When did they have time to set that up?' Xander asked, quickly looking around to see if anyone else in the group had noticed.
Quickly staking two more vampires, Xander took stock of the situation again. Everyone was still pretty much where they had been, except for Buffy. She was battling six vampires at once, and they were herding her away from the rest of the group. They were moving her closer to the casting duo. That's when Xander remembered why Angel had come to Sunnydale. Cordelia had had a vision about someone stealing Buffy's Slayer powers.
"The spell. They're casting the spell to steal her powers. Oh God." Xander whispered, throwing another vampire off his back. "Angel!" Xander shouted across the field, knowing the taller vampire would be his only chance to stop the two.
When Angel had finished dusting the vampire he was fighting, he turned towards the sound of his name being called. He saw Xander motioning towards the two master vampires, while working his way across the field towards them. "Stop them, their doing the spell. Disrupt the circle!" he heard Xander shout to him. He strained his vampiric hearing, and found that the two vampires were in fact beginning the spell that he had been called here to stop.
Angel waded through the fighting bodies and flying dust. Along the way, he picked up a smaller, struggling vampire, holding him over his head. He could see Xander running towards Buffy, and he trusted the other man to keep her safe. When he judged he was close enough, Angel sent the vampire's body flying through the air.
Xander saw Angel through the vampire towards the two masters. He saw the master vampires go down breaking the circle of magick, disrupting the spell and letting loose the energy that had built up with in it. A bright light began to gather in the center of it. Buffy was too close to it. She'd get hit in the backlash of power. He could feel it prickling his skin. Could feel it tingling in his blood, just as it had every time he'd been around one of the witches he called friends when they'd cast. He had to get her out of the way.
"Buffy!" He yelled, jumping on the backs of two of the vampires she had been fighting. They fell to the ground in a heap of arms and legs, knocking three more down with them.
"Xander! What the hell?" Buffy asked, staking a vampire near her, before helping Xander up and staking yet another that was under him.
Xander staked another, then turned to Buffy. Before she could voice the confusion he could see on her face, he grabbed her arm, swung them around in a circle, using the momentum to throw her from the fight and what he hoped was clear of the spells flash point. He saw her land, staked another vampire while fighting another that was trying to take him down. He only had a chance to take that one down before it hit.
The bright light of power that had been in the center of the broken circle grew in brightness and size, quickly swallowing the three vampires that had been in it, the two masters and the fledge. He knew he was too close, that he didn't have time to get out of the flash point. Everyone else was clear and that was mattered most to him.
When the backlash hit, he was ready for it. He felt the energy build, felt it singeing along his skin, felt it itch in his blood. He'd never been this close to this much power before. It was ten times worse than what he felt around Tara and Willow when they cast little spells. It was even worse than when they had called on the power of the first Slayer to help against Adam and the Initiative.
"Xander!" He heard Willow shout to him. He looked up from yet another vampire he was staking to see her looking towards him in horror. He gave her a small smile before it hit. He'd never felt anything like it before. It hurt. It made everything inside of him feel as if it were on fire. He closed his eyes and grit his teeth against the feelings assaulting him. It felt as it if were ripping him apart.
When he felt the power reach its peak, he was sure he'd never felt so much pain in his life. He couldn't hold it in anymore, and he screamed. When the power finally exploded around him, he felt himself go flying through the area. He never felt himself hit the ground. He hurt too much to feel anything else.
'That should take care of a great deal of the vamps. God let everyone else be safe.' Was Xander's last thought before the blackness that had been on the fringes of his mind claimed him.