Giles examined the axe, while studying the rest of the book. "According to
this, the Magus created this axe after Rupert lost his eye the first time
they faced the demon prince. It has the ability to go through most magical
defenses without interference. The inscriptions indicate that it's
designed for both Rupert and any of his descendants who are worthy to wield
it. With emphasis on saving lives, or the world, or both."
Dawn walked in at that point, with some donuts and Kool-aid. Generally it was Xander who did the donut runs, but he wasn't up to it.
Xander looked at the axe, then picked it up and hefted it. "Going from zeppo to Prince. I don't even have a castle. Heck, where do I find my inheritance." Xander grinned, somewhat morbidly with a touch of humor. Then he sat down and looked at his feet. "I wonder if it would have had some effect on the First. Back when we went to take him early on, and he killed one potential, and took my eye. Maybe I could have saved her."
Buffy sat and thought. "All this slaying has been about my destiny for awhile. Maybe it's about time you had yours. You might not have been ready back then. Though, you did save the world a couple times yourself. I think your ancestor would've been proud at any rate."
Xander looked over at her, then at Giles. "No choice then, not that I'm complaining. Is anyone here willing to train me how to wield it, and use it? You did say that Rupert was an excellent swordsman. Can I learn to be at least half as good as he was?"
Giles adjusted his glasses. "We can try. His swordsmanship was combined with an equal mixture of dirty fighting. It might not be as hard as you think. It will be strenuous though. I'm going to have to put you through the same paces that Buffy went through."
"I can live with it." Xander shook Giles hand. An unorthodox hero had come into his own.
(My trigun crossover is finished for those who are interested. I'm just waiting for my beta to proofread. I can't really do the same with this story as the Trigun story. Though I like Hawk and Fisher, Simon Green gave it too much of a finality at the end of the final book for me to add anything, even in Xander's century. I just couldn't resist the similarities between Xander's and Hawk's injuries.)
Dawn walked in at that point, with some donuts and Kool-aid. Generally it was Xander who did the donut runs, but he wasn't up to it.
Xander looked at the axe, then picked it up and hefted it. "Going from zeppo to Prince. I don't even have a castle. Heck, where do I find my inheritance." Xander grinned, somewhat morbidly with a touch of humor. Then he sat down and looked at his feet. "I wonder if it would have had some effect on the First. Back when we went to take him early on, and he killed one potential, and took my eye. Maybe I could have saved her."
Buffy sat and thought. "All this slaying has been about my destiny for awhile. Maybe it's about time you had yours. You might not have been ready back then. Though, you did save the world a couple times yourself. I think your ancestor would've been proud at any rate."
Xander looked over at her, then at Giles. "No choice then, not that I'm complaining. Is anyone here willing to train me how to wield it, and use it? You did say that Rupert was an excellent swordsman. Can I learn to be at least half as good as he was?"
Giles adjusted his glasses. "We can try. His swordsmanship was combined with an equal mixture of dirty fighting. It might not be as hard as you think. It will be strenuous though. I'm going to have to put you through the same paces that Buffy went through."
"I can live with it." Xander shook Giles hand. An unorthodox hero had come into his own.
(My trigun crossover is finished for those who are interested. I'm just waiting for my beta to proofread. I can't really do the same with this story as the Trigun story. Though I like Hawk and Fisher, Simon Green gave it too much of a finality at the end of the final book for me to add anything, even in Xander's century. I just couldn't resist the similarities between Xander's and Hawk's injuries.)
