Emperor Xander
by Chaoseternus

Three

“"Say, Harry, is it me or is the alphabet soup coming out of the woodwork around here?”"

Harry snorted, “"Why don't we play a game of I spy the spy?”"

Gibbs chuckled, "“I spy with my little eye... a spy beginning with A”"

“"Army Special Operations, group of three just moving into the end rooms”"

“"Well done Helen, your getting better at this”"

Harry reached over to hug his wife, and Gibbs rolled his eyes,"“hey, cut it out will you, innocent eyes are watching”"

“"Hey, no-one innocent here so if you want to continue so I can, you know, watch…”" Faisil trailed off, not liking the look he was being sent, “"okay, shutting up now..."

“"Hey, I got one for you Harry"” Helen said, smiling as she looked out the window, "“I spy with my little eye, an agent beginning with ‘M'”"

Harry glanced outside, joined quickly by Gibbs and Faisil.

“"Okay, sure about the M, cos I'm not seeing any"” Gibbs commented, after a minute.

"“Try Marshall Gerard, standing by the government sedans"” Helen smirked.

Gibbs frowned, "“Harry, did your wife just beat us?”"

“"Yep”"

Gibbs sighed, “"Damn”"


Willow reached down, popping some more popcorn into her mouth, ignoring the slurping sounds as Buffy finished the last of her coke off.

“"You know, I was gonna stay in and watch The Life of Brian tonight but this, this is actually funnier”"

“"Uh huh, so who's those guys?”"

“"Airforce black ops, don't know what they actually do but whatever it is, they do appear to have a hotline to the President”"

Buffy glanced at Willow , a little startled, “"Really? Cool”"

“"Following them, trying to be inconspicuous is an Army Black Ops unit that the NID is manoeuvring to seize control of, they're called the initiative and I think they're in our line of business”"

Buffy grimaced, “"let me guess, NID bad?”"

“"Very, you'll have to watch them. Those government sedans heading for the Police Station, those belong to Marshall Gerard and his team, usually go after fugitives so they're being here is a little odd but not unheard off”"

"“Cops?”"

Willow nodded, "“tenacious, pit-bull type cops, real good”"

Buffy frowned, “"I really don't know whether that kind of cop is a good thing or a bad thing in Sunnydale”"

Willow nodded, “"could go either way”"

"“You know... those two; I would say that they were husband and wife, except they seem to be following the army boys..."” Buffy frowned, somewhat bemused, “"and the Army boys are following the Air Force, ever get a Looney Tunes feeling?”"

"“Now those guys I don't know, but they did book rooms in the motel after the notice went out”"

"“Check on ‘em”"

“"Sure”"

“"So, you find anything or me, or did I manage to slip your little net?”"

“"Epp!"” Willow snorted, spraying popcorn as he voice spoke behind her.

Buffy glanced around, actually impressed, she hadn't heard the man who had a distinct English accent approach and she had slayer hearing.

“"Names Bond, James Bond and I believe you posted a note about vampires?”"


“So” Bond watched the boy who was speaking very carefully, he could not see anything about this boy that screamed danger to him but in his business, that was normal, the truly dangerous ones never gave any obvious indication of how much of a threat they were, "“You received the advert, was going to goof off your next mission to investigate but your boss sent you anyway. You say you know vampires because you've come across them several times in your work”"

"“I'm a field agent with MI-5; I operate in the dark quite often, in the black even more often. In our line of work it often not a case of if you come into contact with the dark so much as when and if you are good enough to survive it”"

Bond kept his eyes on the child for a little longer, as he glanced at him assessingly, before nodding, “"very well, I'm Xander Harris and if you really are interested in the story behind that message, then I suggest you come back here at nightfall. You will not like what you hear so I suggest you take the rest of the afternoon to seriously consider if you want to return or not”"


“"Vampires? Kids gotta be kidding right”" Gibbs laughed, then he caught Harry's eye, and his smile vanished, "“He is kidding, right?”"

Gibbs swallowed, suddenly uncertain as Harry turned away, refusing to answer.

“"Guys, I just pulled this Bond guys record..."” Faisil stammered, pointing at the screen.

“"He's how old?"” Helen gasped, "“Doesn't look a day over forty..."

“"The Island of Dr No? Christ, I remember hearing about that on my dad's knee!”" Gibbs shook his head, “"guys a legend and he's talking about vampires as if they were real…”"

Gibbs fell silent again as Harry looked away, “"well, nice one for spotting those kids Faisil”"

“"Yes"” Harry replied, distracted, “"good work"


“"O'Neill”"

“"What's up Teal'c?”"

Teal'c looked uncomfortably at Colonel Jack O'Neill, a look no-one that didn't know the tall Jaffa well would be able to recognise, “"I'm afraid ‘junior' is becoming most discomforted”"

“"Discomforted?"” O'Neill raised an eyebrow, surprised, “"how?”"

2“It began as soon as we entered this town; something about this town is setting junior on edge”"

“"Do you have any idea what Teal'c?”"

"“I do not, Daniel”"

O'Neill bounced on his feet, almost giddy, “"a description that could be of the Goa'uld coming from a town that is somehow making ‘junior' discomforted”"

“"Wait"” Daniel looked up at Jack, “"you think there's some kind of weapon against the Goa'uld here and that whoever sent that message knows about it?"”

“"It's a possibility"” Jack said.

Carter glanced at him doubtfully, “"Its possible I suppose... say, anyone else notice how many cemeteries there are in this town?”"


Riley shook his head, a little mystified, “"No-one is this town notices this? We were in the bronze just five minutes and I spotted twelve definite HSTs... this town is swarming!"”

“"Explains the Cemeteries”" Graham commented, "Walsh will be happy..."

“"Well, I'm not”" Riley said, glancing back at his companions, “"I really don't think we've got enough agents for this”"

“"Well someone must have noticed, otherwise why was that message sent?”"

Riley nodded, “"something else, those HSTs in the bronze, they were on edge, jumpy..." he glanced directly at his two companions.

Forest nodded, “"scared”"

Graham grimaced, “"something in this town has HSTs scared?”"

Forest and Riley glanced at each other, and as one they replied, “"Definitely going to need more agents..."


“"Cops are dirty as hell”" Gerard commented as they swept down from the police station towards their cars.

“"Yep” Cosmo" commented, “"but why? With the clean out after the Major disappeared I would have thought they would have been too scared to be dirty. Hell, they haven't even finished trying the old Police Chief yet”"

“"I don't know..." Cooper commented, "They certainly seemed scared”"

“"Of us"” Gerard replied, his hand on the vehicles ignition.

“"Yes and no..."” Cooper responded, “"It almost as if they lived with fear. I've seen it before in stations inside gang neighbourhoods but there's no gang problem here despite the ‘gangs on PCP' comments on their reports”"

“"That's a code, gotta be"” Cosmo said.

“"Yes, but what for?"” Gerard glanced back at the station once, and then drove the car swiftly away.


Bond blinked, perturbed.

Then blinked again.

“"You're now the what?”"

Xander grinned, wryly, “"The God Emperor of Mankind from Warhammer 40k, well kind of. I seem to have the equipment, a lot of the memories and I can certainly sense demons miles off, bit I missed out on the body somewhere… working on my exercises to build myself up more but that takes time. As far as the psychic abilities go, I know I have some of them, it's just a case of tracking which ones survived and which ones didn't then learning to use them. I'm not all powerful and frankly I wouldn't want to be, but the demons are starting to think I am and that means they either consider me a threat... or a challenge."

"The demons that are arriving in town are getting more and more powerful everyday and already, we are starting to see small groups, teams I suppose of vampires. It's merely a matter of time before the Demon Armies start to arrive and this is the mouth of hell, this has to stay under human control”"

Bond nodded, “"you're recruiting then”"

“"Yes”"

Bond paused, considering, then with a smile, "“In, it's about time I had a change. Just don't expect me to do anything that would damage Queen and Country”"

Xander nodded seriously, looking Bond straight in the eye, "“I wouldn't expect you too”"

Bond nodded, "“I know a few people I would like to recruit however, they all ‘know' and they can help” he sighed, “I just wish Q was still around, he would have been perfect...”"

“"Good fighter?"” Xander asked, kindly, sensing a recent loss.

Bond smiled," “No, resident mad scientist..."

Xander chuckled, "I can see how he would have been useful in your line of business, and would have been useful here”"

Bond nodded once, and Xander grinned, his trademark goofy grin slipping across his face like the mask it was, "“recruit away, the more the merrier, after all, who wants to be left out of the party?”"

Bond just shock his head, and walked away.


Daniel put down the phone with a sigh, and glanced at the door.

“"What is the matter Daniel Jackson?"” Teal'c asked.

"“I'll let you know..." the sound of a key entering the lock filled the room and Daniel rolled his eyes slightly, "“never mind”"

“"What's up kids?”" O'Neill slammed the door shut with his foot, his hands filled with bags of food and drinks.

“"Message from Hammond" ” Daniel replied, making Carter and Jack drop their bags swiftly, “ "Prometheus has tried to scan Sunnydale five times over the last day, no luck. Something is blocking their sensors but so far they haven't determined what exactly”"

“"The sensors on Prometheus are based off Goa'uld designs are they not?"” Teal'c asked.

“"Well, yes basically2” Carter replied.

“Then we appear to have a field, maybe a jammer which blocks Goa'uld sensors and makes Goa'uld symbiotes uncomfortable in a town from which a letter originated describing a Goa'uld”" Teal'c stated.

“ "Hammond wants to know if we need additional personnel deployed here”"

O'Neill thought, then quietly said, “"Have them put on standby”"


“"That's cemetery number five…”" Cooper commented, a little awed and disquietened.

"“There are seven in total”" Gerard commented, his eyes hard.

Cosmo shook his head, "“I've seen towns with more, but they have always been small cemeteries, these are large”"

“"They are indeed”" Gerard added, darkly.

“"Lots of people must be dieing here"” Cooper added.

“"Sure as hell don't look like a gang problem"” Cosmo continued.

“"And the cops are scared, maybe even covering it up"” Cooper finished off.

Gerard nodded, “"I need to know what ‘Gangs on PCP' means and I need to know it yesterday”"

“"We're going to need more bodies"” Cosmo replied, glancing out the back window as the cemetery disappeared behind them, his eyes catching a blonde figure as she walked through the gates.

“"I'll clear it with Marshall Walsh, you just find someplace to put them”" Gerard answered, his hands held lightly on the steering wheel as he turned the car.

Cosmo shook his head, “"What kind of person goes into the cemetery this late at night?”"