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Chapter 36: Alucard and Xander have a little talk…

"Hey, Fang man, you in there?" Xander sharply questioned as he waved his hand before Alucard's face, having watched with a frown, the blank look that had overcome the ancient vampire's face.

Alucard's expression cleared. "I am here young watcher." He replied with a curve to his lips, still hearing the mental snort of amusement his mate had graced him with moments ago. His woman-child enjoyed having the last word, it would seem. His head turned, and he pinned Xander with his darkening red gaze. "The London wolves are nearby."

"Yeah, I know." Xander stated with his mouth tightening, before he began to walk once more, making his way across the sidewalk to the Common House of the Watchers Council, leaving the vampire to follow.

Alucard stared at the man's back, brows rising with mild surprise. "You sensed them, did you?" Perhaps the boy was more aware of his powers then he let on…it would be interesting…

Xander stopped abruptly, with his hand hovering over the handle of the front door to the Common House. After a pause, his head jerked up, and he stared at Alucard over his shoulder, a cold look covering his face.

So, the pup was aware, the vampire thought…at least to some extent. How powerful was the boy? "You have not told them…your friends… your father figure…" Alucard speculated, arms crossing over his chest as he regarded the human. "I know what you are young Xander." He told him.

"Do you, Fang man?" Xander returned, a bitter filled grin twisting his lips before he turned his head away and opened the door. "That's actually not in any way funny, coming from you Alucard. Figures a stranger would figure it out, while my friends have no clue what so ever."

Alucard scoffed at that. How childish these humans were…"How could they even tell?" he questioned, inwardly amused for even attempting to understand this brass young human male. "You have not chanced boy; in fact, you are still the same as you were from the day of your birth."

"Yeah?" Xander mused, a slight frown on his face as the two of them moved down the corridor leading to the Courtyard in the back of the building. "You said you know what I am Fang man…tell me how that is?"

A tiny grin curved the ancient vampire's lips at the command. This human was daring, idiotically brave…but certainly amusing. "I've met others of your kind, centuries ago."

"…and?" Xander asked in a huff when Alucard did not continue.

The vampire smirked. Yes, the pup was indeed amusing. "…and…they were most forthcoming about their origins, after some persuasion of course."

"…of course…" mumbled Xander under his breath, wanting to tear out his hair in frustration. How Wills put up with the walking blood bank, and his twisted sense of wit, he'd never understand, her family notwithstanding. "To make a long story not, what Do you know?"

Alucard held back his laughter, just barely, when sensing his mate's displeasure in the back of his mind. Willow was spying…unknowingly, and she was not happy with Alucard's torment of her friend. He left their mental link open, as a precaution to any danger, his mate might face, and he would now have to deal with the consequences.

"You are a Primal, Xander Harris… a guardian of man, master of beasts, a warrior appointed by the gods themselves…" The ancient vampire heard Willow's shocked gasp fill his mind, and her sudden sorrow as understanding of what her friend was became clear.

Why hadn't they known, the red head thought, staring down at the floor of her cell with dazed eyes. You would think their demon friends would have been able to tell…oh, the influence of the Hellmouth…She remembered Giles once telling her that Hellmouths cloaked the residents living above ground with dark power, shielding their auras somewhat… Everyone knew Xander, accepted him as he was, so it wasn't far fetched that a stranger could distinguish his true nature.

Oh Xander…she thought sadly, why didn't you come to us? Giles, Buffy, and Dawn…me…We would have understood. Why do you try to do everything on your own?

'Relax little tree…' Alucard spoke in her mind, discouraged by her distress. 'Give him time…he will come around.' The vampire watched as the young watcher stood still with his shoulders sloped, his face in shadow

"Yep, that's me", Xander mused aloud, "the god's whipping boy…" he laughed brokenly. His right hand made a cutting motion in the air, the movement full of loathing. "Demon's beware!"

Alucard cocked his head to the side, a thoughtful look in his ruby gaze. "…you could run…abandon your calling…" he mused, playing devil's advocate. What would the boy do?

Xander's head jerked up, the muscles in his body tight as a bow. "Running away never solves anything." He stated fiercely, before moving forward once more. "That route just makes things worst…," he decided, thinking of the past on the Hellmouth.

Alucard shook his head …strange humans his woman-child has befriended…he thought, bemused by the rare strength he had just witnessed. So like his Seras… Soon the two of them met up with the thirty or so werewolves gathered in the Common House gardens. It was an impressive sight, so many dogs in one place

"Hey there…Marcus, right?" Xander greeted the Alpha wolf, the seriousness he had displayed moments ago now hidden behind a goofy smile, and a dulled eye. Alucard stared intently at the boy, impressed by the camouflage the young watcher displayed to the world. He was one to watch, this human was…

"The name's Xander Harris." Xander said, giving a quick nod in the direction of the wolves gathered around.

"Mr. Harris." Marcus returned with a nod of his own, his glowing eyes shrewd as he assessed the young watcher. He had heard many things of the 'Slayer's White Knight.'… "You are a member of the Leading Committee of the Slayers Council… 'The one who sees', correct?"

"Yeah, right…" Xander murmured as he rubbed the back of his neck with a wily look on his face. Would he never live that down? "That's me…"

Marcus looked at the male, blinking thoughtfully, but shook his head at his wonderings…there was more to the human then met the eye…but they had a purpose here, and time was of the essence. "We await your orders Xander Harris." He said, his gaze flickering towards the ancient vampire standing a few feet away. His eyes narrowed for a split second, before he turned back. It was no secret that the wolves of London had no love for the Hellsing Vampire. Alucard and his childe spared no mercy for his kind.

"Where are me, and my men going?" he questioned the watcher.

"Across town, a few blocks from Wolfram and Hart." Xander replied over his shoulder as he walked over to the spare weapons cabinet stored along the wall. There were several like them all over the building, placed deliberately for obvious reasons…never know when a sword would be needed. He pulled out a few wooden stakes, a couple of throwing knifes, and his personally favorite, an axe. He cocked his brow at Marcus, asking, "You guys need anything?"

The Alpha's lips twisted slightly, but he shook his head. "No, we are fine, but thank you." He answered for his pack, waving at the weaponry his people carried. "We have come prepared. Will we walk?"

"Yeah, but it shouldn't take us long." Xander confirmed, locking up the cabinet. He strode back, axe strung over his shoulder. He glanced down at his watch. Ten minutes until sun-down…they had an hour. More then enough time… He looked up at Marcus.

"Okay my wolfy allies; this is how it will go down…" Xander quickly explained the rescue plan to the pack; his ears peered as he heard the Junior Slayers head out of the building. The girls would be joining Buffy and Faith, while their group would meet up with Giles, and Sir Integra.

"Alright then…we're all caught up?... Good, then let's go!" Xander called, leading the way out through the building and out the front door, followed by Alucard, and then Marcus directly behind him, with the rest of the wolf pack falling in line.

The ancient vampire's gaze grew thoughtful once again, worry for his mate clouding his mind, as the group swiftly made their way across town. The males kept silent amongst themselves, using the shadows to hide their process onward. In less than an hour, they met up with Giles, and Sir Integra, their small army of soldiers hiding along the walls behind them. Angel and Spike, along with Seras, and Captain Pip, stood back, waiting for the go-ahead. They stood a street over from the building where Willow was being held captive.

"Master." Alucard greeted the Leader of the Hellsing Order. He took his position before the two demonic vampires, waiting… His nerve ending were tingling. His mate was near…

"Alucard." Sir Integra returned, her eyes narrowing on the vampire. To any one else, his behavior would be described as cool and collected, but she sensed his uneasiness; his restlessness. He returned her look with a side-glance, his own gaze narrowing at the delay.

Integra turned away, staring over at the Head Watcher. It was time. "Mr. Giles? Are we ready?"

"All are assembled Sir Integra." He replied. At her nod to continue, he let out a sigh, replacing his glasses on his face. He reached up, pushing the red bottom on his ear communication device. "We have a go…Buffy…proceed." He ordered his slayer, turning to waved Alucard's group forward.

A grin tugged at the ancient vampire's lips…now, things were going to get interesting. "Angelus, William…" he beckoned, stepping into the street, with the two demonic vampires flanking his back without a word of protest. They were just as eager as he to see blood shed this night…no one threatened one of theirs, and got away with it, but first, there was something Alucard would have cleared up…and perhaps have a little fun doing so in the process.

"My mate has waited long enough." He stated clearly for everyone to hear, turning to walk away.

"Right, but keep the damage to a minimum, why don't you dead boys…" Xander whispered low, knowing the vampires would hear him. "Leave the human…" the young watcher's voice trailed off as his eye widened in shock.

'Wait for it…' Alucard thought, his grin growing as he took one-step, then two more forward. 'Any second now…'

"What…Hey!" Xander exclaimed, his face paling. Mate?! As in Willow was his Mate!? What…?

'Oh, you're so going to get it Mister!' Willow hissed inside Alucard's mind, having heard, and not liking it one bit. She had wanted to be the one to tell her friends what happened.

'The kid will get over it.' Alucard returned calmly, trying to hold back his silent chuckle, and failing. His beast was rolling over within his mind, yowling in mirth.

'Laugh it up bat boy…wait, did Giles hear?'

'Yes.'

'Goddess…I suppose Angel and Spike now know too?' Alucard did not answer. He did not have to. Great, just great…'Oh man, the shit is going to hit the fan…' the red head moaned within his head.

'They already knew…' He told her, his smile wide as the three vampires quickly moved across the pavement, blending in with the night.

'Right…super vamp noses.' She concluded with a snort. 'Ya'know Al…Ripper will want to talk to you. It's not going to be pretty.'

'I look forward to it.' Alucard replied with a chuckle, just imagining the look on the Head Watcher's face just now.

'Hum…you haven't met Ripper yet, have you Mister Vamp?' Willow mused softly. Her poor mate was in for a shock, Giles could be something fierce when provoked …Suddenly, the link they shared weakened, then pulsed with power, alerting Alucard to the new presence near his woman-child.

'What is it?' he harshly demanded, hissing low in his throat. The two vampires behind Alucard tensed, sensing danger, but seeing nothing out of the ordinary, except for the two guards on the otherwise empty street before them. Angel and Spike shared a look of mutual understanding, having felt Alucard's aura swell, and knowing it was best to wait for now. Something was going on with Willow, they could sense it through the soul bond.

'Max…the leader of Millennium…' There was a pause, and a feeling of fury erupted through their link.

'What's happening little tree?' There was no answer, just anger filling his mind, and then a sense of dread his woman-child was feeling now. 'Willow…Tell me!'

'I'm fine…' the red head hastily assured him, not wanting to upset him further. '…just hurry, okay Al?'

'I will…' He promised, his attention then returning to those around him. His hat and eyeglasses shimmered, before they disappeared entirely from sight, leaving him dressed in only his coat, shirt, pants, and boots. His hair grew, as the Hellsing seals glowed bright on his gloved hands, and his power grew…He stared at Angel and Spike, his crimson eyes darkening, the look in their depths cruel, and ruthless. He wore a feral expression, his face completely inhuman. He was now the monster most feared him to be, more terrifying, then a full army of men. His beast called for the blood of his enemies, and Alucard would not stop until the hell-hound was satisfied.

"Come!" He ordered the two demonic vampires, his motions a blur as he rushed towards the building holding his witch, not caring anymore what stood in his way. He would get her back…

The Millennium Group made a tragic error by threatening his mate, and not even god would help them now…

Hope you like,

Magik.