Xander/Supernatural
FR15
AU: John did not die and Sam left school after a year, no one knows why. It's a year later and they still don't know why. Set two years before the start of the show.
Dean was the one that was the Winchester considered be the hot head of the family; he was brash and temperamental, so it was a surprise to everyone when the quiet, gentle Winchester started fighting with the stranger that had just come into the Roadhouse.
Ellen wasn't thrilled with the boy for starting the fight and everyone was confused as to why the fight had started to begin with. John and Dean were especially confused and Bobby was worried. Sam however, was in a blind rage. "Mother fucking coward!" Sam snarled hitting the man repeatedly.
The man was giving as well as he got, but Sam fueled by a blind rage and a need to cause permanent disfiguration and death on the man he was beating was causing more damage. "You're dead fucker! You should have never come near me, die you bastard! DIE!" Sam snarled hitting the man harder.
"Fuck!" Bobby growled and looked at John who wore an expression of shocked horror. Dean moved grabbing his brother by the arm and Sam shrugged him off and kicked the man in the head.
"Sammy! Sammy stop, your killing him. Stop baby brother!" Dean yelled, yanking Sam back.
Sam looked at his brother and screamed in rage, ripping away from him and lunging at the prone man once again. This time Bobby and John helped pull Sam back.
Once they were sure that Sam was under control, the two men that had come with the downed man stepped forward to help their friend. When Sam saw them, he howled like an injured wolf and began to fight to get free of the men holding him. "Get him and get out!" Ellen yelled, shocked by Sam's behavior.
The men nodded and drug their friend out of the bar, Sam continued to fight the three men, wanting to destroy them the way they had destroyed him. Wanting to make them bleed and beg the way he had. "Easy Sammy, easy." Dean murmured gently, holding his brother tightly.
"You should have let me kill them; you should have let me kill them." Sam screamed in anger and pain. Dean could only hold his brother and wonder what was going on.
Jo started towards the door. "Where are you going?" Ellen asked her daughter.
"To see if they left yet." Jo answered honestly.
"NO! Don't you go near them! Stay where you are." The anger bled away to panic and everyone heard it. Dean got a sick feeling in his stomach and looked over to his brother.
"Sammy?" Dean asked gently.
"They killed her Dean, they raped her, and they killed her. I loved her, she was carrying my baby, and those bastards raped and killed her. They made me watch and they got away with it. You should have let me kill them." Sam sobbed the words out and Dean felt sick.
"Oh Sammy," Dean shuddered at the pain and hatred in his little brother's voice, while John's eyes darkened with rage and a burning need for vengeance. He wasn't the only one. Bobby and several of the hunters shared a look. Dean however, was more worried about his brother than he was about the three walking dead men that just left the roadhouse. Dean led Sam to a booth and pulled his brother down and into his arms.
They both looked up as a strange young man walked over to them, the boy smiled gently at Sam. "Do you wish for them to suffer for what they have done?" he asked gently.
"YES! I wish they would suffer for taking her and my child from me!" Sam screamed.
He, Dean, and the nearest hunters froze as the boy's face changed. "Wish granted." Xander Harris the former White Knight of Sunnydale shimmered and disappeared from sight. Going to punish those who took an innocent life and the life she was carrying.
"Oh Fuck!" Bobby said, having recognized the demon for what it was.
"Demon?" Ellen asked, worried about what that meant for Sam.
"A wish demon," Bobby answered grimly.
"If it comes for Sam how do we kill it?" John asked worried.
"You can't, Wish demons can only loose their powers and be killed as humans. Only their lord can kill them." Bobby answered grimly.
Dean was about to say something else when the dark haired demon returned. The boy, demon, looked at them with a smile and walked to Sam who looked up at him waiting. "They are dead or wishing they were. There are no consequences you don't have to worry about that."
"Who are you?" Bobby asked a look of worry on his face, but also a tone of respect. You do not piss off a wish demon.
"I'm Xander Harris," Xander said with an impish smile. Bobby blinked and opened his mouth, then closed it stunned by that knowledge.
"The Xander Harris from Sunnydale, the one who backs up the slayer, the watcher, and the white witches on the hellmouth, the one that help stops the demons from being released?" Ellen asked in a strangled tone, her face was darkening with horror. Every hunter in the room froze in shock this was horrid, if Harris was a demon, who was acting as back up for the slayer?
"That's me, I was turned recently, not my idea." Xander said with a shrug and a grin on his face. "I'm still mostly a good guy, but now I answer wishes for hunters and their offspring. I killed some fallen with yellow eyes not to long ago. D'Hoffryn wasn't pleased, but since I killed him and became the Lord of all wish demons, no ones going to complain."
John chocked in horror and shock at the news. Xander gave them another grin and disappeared. "Oh we are so fucked!" Dean said with a whimper thinking of Sunnydale with no one to act as the normal prospective for the slayer and the other fighters.