AN: Well after some feedback and thoughts, I'va decided to try to continue writing this story. If you have any ideas or thoughts, please leave a review or PM me, I'll gladly answer any constructive questions.
At midnight in the Park, a lone figure was dancing to tunes only she could hear, and clutched in her arms was a simple doll. As she danced without any care, a dark robed man stepped into the moonlight and started to approach her.
"Greetings Lady Seer." The man said warmly and with a tiny bit amusement.
"Hello, Lord of the Dark" The woman said fleetingly and continued to dance. "Miss Edith told me I should go here. The Trickster Lord would give me a present. I love present."
"Ironic. No force-users on this entire world, yet in front of me is a seer, and her powers are equal or even superior to mine. Would you like to join me, to be at my side when I conquer this primitive world?"
The vampire stopped her dancing and regarded the man with a gleeful smile. She held up her doll, as if to listened to it, and nodded. Then see curtsied and said with a reverend voice.
"Of course my Lord. You are the worthy one, the trickster of trillions. And the stars will sing and pray and bow to the eternal emperor."
"Your powers are strong indeed. But to survive the later stages, I must strengthen your existence and your bond to me."
With that, he gathered a massive amount of the Force and sent it into the mad vampire, who started to laugh and moan at the sensations. The Force filled her body and the demon within felt the staggering power and submitted to the superior being. With the bonds of servitude in place a bond between the minds were established. Usually, the bond would be equal for both, but with the clear position of dominance the vampire submitted completely to her new master.
"What will you do with daddy?" the vampire asked after getting herself together again.
"I will allow Angelus to play around for a bit. The Force has shown me that the second Slayer must die to increase my chances of success and getting myself a new 'Hand'."
"Ohh, please Master! May I have the nasty Slayer? Miss Edith says she will be tasty and good for me." She asked with a pout and glistening eyes.
"Naturally Lady Drusilla. However, if I do that, you will have to kill a certain man for me. It is essential that he dies. His name is George Lucas. Can you do that for me?"
Drusilla clapped her hands in glee and nodded. With that he bid her good night and left.
As Alexander walked back to his house he continued to plot and scheme. With the seer on his side, he could concentrate his powers on persuading important people and increasing his powerbase. Soon his puppets would found new company and manipulate the markets, so that when the financial troubles starts in the next decade, the effects would be much more severe and lead to further escalation.
The timeline shifted more and more from the intended path. The famous creator of Star Wars, George Lucas died in a tragic house fire, which coincided with the disappearance of Drusilla from the Hellmouth. During the rest of the summer, Alexander continued to destabilize the various economies across the world, not much at first but more and more as time passed. Thanks to his powers of persuasion, an underground base was constructed by a wealthy billionaire, who then promptly forgot all about it and focused more on other things. The base included light industrial capacity, but most importantly modern laboratories for Biology, Chemistry and Physics. This would be the place where the technology from Palpatine's own reality was recreated.
A few weeks after Faith's arrival, two persons sit on a bed in a low-quality hotel room. The girl is crying and is desperately clinging to the young man, who slowly caresses her back.
"It's alright Faith, I'm her for you."
The girl continues to cry and hiccups, before answering.
"They just don't care! I was almost killed by those demons and if it weren't for you, X I'd died."
"I'm sure it's not that bad Faith. You are a wonderful and strong girl; they would be fools to disregard you."
"They hate me! B and Red don't care if I die; I'm just a slut to them, no big loss."
"Faith, the thought of losing you is unbearable. It's with great reluctance that I say this, but perhaps it would be for the best if you stayed with me from now on, I'll take care of everything."
While he sounded sincere, he was smiling in satisfaction internally. It had taken weeks, but his subtle Force tricks had finally caused the rest of the 'Scooby-gang' to be openly hostile against Faith. It hadn't been too hard, Buffy Summers' feelings of insecurity, Willow Rosenberg's dislike of inappropriate behavior and Rupert Giles' lingering grief from the murder of his lover Janna Kalderash, they had all made them easier to control. While the Force couldn't affect strong-willed people, they must however be aware of the threat, which none of them where.
"Thank you Xander." Faith whispered as she clung even harder to him.
"Call me Alexander, you will be the only one call me that. I will give you a new purpose; you will become part of something bigger than petty high school girls. Let your hate for them flow through you and strengthen your resolve. Only the strong, like us can survive in this world."
Faith listened to him in awe as he continued to reassure her of her superiority and power. She never had and never would realize how he had played her like a puppet. While he spoke to her, he was also using her distressed condition to influence her mind and putting himself in the center of her existence.
A while later, after he had taken Faith back to his new apartment he spoke to his pet vampire via their bond.
"Miss Edith says the dark Slayer is the hand of the emperor now, is that so milord?"
"Indeed, everything is proceeding as I have foreseen."
End of chapter