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Gerathon walked into Xanders basement to find a girl he had not seen before sitting on the couch. Obviously she knew him but as Gerathon did not have Xanders memories he just starred blankly at her. The girl got off the couch and gave Xander an icy glare.

"Where have you been?" she asked him no clues were given to reveal her identity. Gerathon could not mess up if she was smart enough to work out that Xander was not himself he would have to kill her but he was not ready to have a body on his hands. "I mean its like I don't even no who you are anymore."

"And hello to you too."

"Xander I've been using this time apart to think about our relationship and I think it would be best that you let me talk.

"When I saw you with those other girls and they were kissing you and I'm meant to be the one kissing you. It made me mad, but not mad enough to do a vengeance spell even though it might allow me to become Anyanka again. I went out and kissed a load of guys so we're even now okay. So to complete us making up lets have sex."

"No Anya…" Gerathon stopped Xander regaining control. He forced Xander into the back of his own mind. He knew her name now Anya "I'm not feeling too well but I'm glad that you and I are back together. I care about you so much I don't want you to get sick too."

"Well I'll stay here with you and nurse you back to health." Gerathon had a feeling it was going to quite hard to get rid of her. It did think for a minute of how easy it would be to snap her neck. "Xander stop staring."

"I just can't get over how beautiful you are and how lucky I am to have you." The words made him feel sick. He hated saying them they were just sounded like they were filled with love. "Actually Anya could you go to the store for me and get something for my headache. Here's some money." Xanders' hand reached into his pocket and brought a fiver out. Anya kissed him before she left and Gerathon was faced with someone loving him and he didn't like it.

The name Anyanka remained in his mind. He knew he had heard it before but the name was not commonly mentioned in the demon world. That was it Anyanka had been the patron saint of scorned women and for a thousand years she cursed men who had done harm to their women. Her power source had been destroyed a year ago and Gerathon had just seen her in her human form. Who would have guessed that Anyanka would have fallen in love with Xander who had recently been cheating on her?

Gerathon had the memory of Xander kissing Shannon before she had left. Xander had still been in control of his body at that point but Gerathon had still seen it. He had been at the back of Xanders mind just like Xander was now. The battle had made him weak and only when Xander had gone to sleep the chance had been perfect.

Gerathon could hear Xander shouting at him not to hurt Anya or Shannon as the thoughts had been in his head. He would need to get Shannon to return she was part of the plan for Gerathon to get his power back. She had a good soul after saving so many lives. The recent events of her stopping him and saving Xanders life several times had put her soul on the list. He could feel the energy. Gerathon may have not been a demon anymore but he was still able to do the ritual. He could sense where a good soul was when he near them. The more he got the more the distance of sensing the good souls increased.

I'm not gonna allow you to hurt anyone.

"Xander that's where you're wrong. You are the one allowing me to do it."



Buffy sat at Giles' reading over some of the books he had given her. Willow was also there, but they were still waiting for Xander to arrive.

"So what are we looking for exactly?" Buffy realised that even though she had been looking at the book she hadn't absorbed any knowledge from it.

"Well it's…" Giles was interrupted by Xanders late arrival.

"Hello people." Everyone gave Xander an annoyed look. They had been there for about an hour staring at pages and pages of such exciting information.

"As I was just about to explain again to Buffy." Giles looked at Buffy but it didn't matter any way he was going to have to explain it again to the late arrival "I believe there is something more to what Gerathon was doing like he wasn't just collecting souls to make him more powerful."

Yeah like stealing my body but only Gerathon could hear Xander speak and he was not going to tell them.

"I think that he was going to bring another demon in to this world which is trapped in the demon dimension. It would be a great help if you could remember what the spell was that he said that caused you to lose your soul. This may narrow the number of demons down." Giles was answered with a blank look. "Do you know any thing?"

"Well I was more concentrating on oh no I'm going to die then I wonder what he's saying so that I can tell Giles. Anyway why are we researching it's all over and I'm fine you're fine heck everyone's fine. Including Anna, Lynette and Naomi who started the whole thing. Buffy you're not doing too well on the slaying field. Plus Gerathon is dead and buried well burnt to a crisp, so I think that you are wasting your time."

"Xander what is wrong with you?" asked Buffy angrily while still trying to work out what the hell was going on. He was acting very strange and the things he was saying. She might not have got those three vampires but she did get another load and kill a demon. Buffy thought that he could be developing issues like she did a few years ago after she had died. She recalled that it had almost got her friends killed.

"Can't a guy be a little restless or grouchy?" Or in control of your friends body thought Gerathon knowing that the only one who could read his mind was Xander and was because he was stuck in it. Gerathon decided he could either walk out or apologise which would probably work out better in the long run. After all he wanted them to be friends for when he killed them "Look I'm sorry. It's just that I don't want to have to go over what happened I mean I was dead for while and it's not exactly the best thing that ever happened to me."

"Xander I know how you feel." Buffy said in a more sympathetic voice. Though the dying part of her life had put another slayer into the world she definitely knew that she didn't want to keep going over that moment. She also remembered how she didn't like talking about how she had to kill Angel just when he had got his soul back.

"Do you though?"

"Yes I do I know it was a few years ago but I it's not something you can repress or else you'll end up with even more outbursts like before." Xander and Buffy had something at that moment. It was a connection; Buffy and Xander used their friendship to support each other in many a situation. It also meant that Gerathon was a very good actor.



Xander hated what was going on. He could hear most of Gerathons thoughts if he concentrated. He could tell that Gerathon was tricking all his friends and how if he got out of character he could easily think of an excuse. Xander was trying to use his anger as a way of gaining control of his body or at least a limb.

He put all his concentration in to his right hand. His body was standing next to a table and his hand was near Giles' note pad and pen. The hand moved slightly to the right. Xander wasn't quite sure what how he was doing it but it was working. His right hand picked up the pen and started scribbling on the paper.

HELP ME! It was simple and to the point all Xander needed to do now was wait for someone to see it read it and then work out what was going on. Xander re thought through what he had written did it need more details like I'm not me or Gerathon has taken over my body will you please get him out of me as I like being in control of my body. Xander decided the first one would be easier to do. All he had to do was remember how to write.



Gerathon scratched his hand. He realised that a pen was in it but he couldn't remember picking it up. Something had been written on the piece of paper. HELP ME! G IS IN ME. Very clever Xander thought Gerathon. Xander had been able to gain control of his hand for a few moments without Gerathon realising.

1 I thought so as well. Hey what are you doing don't you dare touch that.

2 Gerathon ripped the piece of paper off the pad without anyone hopefully noticing. He crumpled it up in his hand and put it in his pocket. No one was going to look at that note. Giles was looking at him.

"Was it in Latin the spell?" Gerathon could use this to his advantage to throw them off the trail.

"Yeah I think so, but you know all the those dead languages sound the same to me. I can't really remember the words though." Gerathon was fluent in Latin but he took Xander as the type of guy who wasn't. "There a little bit said in English I think."

"Well if you could remember the English and try to remember any Latin words even if they don't sound right maybe I could make them out."

"I think I heard may his soul increase my power and may it be taken from his body for eternity."

You didn't say how it was meant to be a sacrifice for your demon lord.

"Yeah something like that. Could I right down what I think I heard in Latin it would easier and less embarrassing." He picked up the note pad, which Xander had attempted to leave a message on. Xander I'm not going to tell the truth am I? Remember I'm the bad guy.

Don't forget I'm one of the good guys and the good guys all ways win. No matter how impossible the situation.

"Here you go Giles." Gerathon had just written a load of confusing crap and made a lot of spelling mistakes to make it even harder to translate. You've been watching too much TV Xander I could tell you quite a few stories when the bad guys have won, but as I don't like you I'm not going to.

Wow that sounded mature and I don't care if you're not talking to me I'm just gonna keep talking till it drives you mad. Of course you could just tell my friends and I'll stop right now.

"I hope it can help Giles." Lied Gerathon. Xander shut up; I'm not going to tell them, as I'm not stupid.

Then I guess I'll just have to keep talking. Hey how do feel about me singing?



The Scooby gang were sat at the Bronze but it wasn't as busy as the other day. There were lots of new people they didn't recognise there. The Bronze wasn't the same as it used to be after they left High School. They felt that the new generation was their dancing with their honeys, attempting to get alcohol at the bar and vampires trying to chat them up. Buffy followed that situation outside.

Xander and Anya were on their first date since Xander had accidentally left with Anna. Except technically Anya wasn't on a date with Xander. It had been his friends who had convinced him to come with them to the Bronze. Xander had been hesitant about going to the Bronze but they convinced him that he needed to have some fun. Anya had invited herself.

"Xander I want to have a dance." She demanded. Anya was still getting use to the fact that she was human which meant that some things like tact or general politeness weren't exactly known to her.

"No I don't really want to dance." The girls gave Xander a surprised look he was actually standing up to Anya, but by the look on her face she was not happy.

Buffy returned from slaying to find that the atmosphere had completely changed. She had missed the beginning of what seemed to be an Anya and Xander fight.

"I don't get you Xander I mean for last few days you've been different. You didn't want to have sex, that's just not like you unless you don't find me attractive anymore which I couldn't understand. Oh my God there is something wrong with you're manly bits." The drink, which Xander had just taken a sip from, was now on the table.

"There is nothing wrong with me." Xanders voice was filled with anger. The girls looked at each other, confused. Normally he would just ask Anya to remember the little chat they had or he would attempt to prove himself. "Look I didn't really want to come to the Bronze tonight, and now I'm going to go." Xander stormed off through the doors of the Bronze. Anya did not follow.

"What's his problem? I didn't do anything."

"You insulted his manliness," Said Buffy "and in front of his friends. I think you should find him and apologise." Buffy didn't feel like Anya being around without Xander as she still found her very annoying.

"Why should I apologise it's him who's got the problems."



The warehouse was now empty except for a few things. One was his original body. Not much was left of it only some black crumpled bones, what was once his skull and a lot of dust. Gerathon never thought he would see his own corpse.

He walked over to where the ritual had taken place and began to set it up so that he would be ready for next time. The wooden blocks still surrounded the beam he was worried that Giles had taken them away to investigate them. All was ready except for the powder. He would need to find a magic shop to get the ingredients. Then he would be ready. He started to walk to town. All he needed after that was the right person.



"So, what are you the slayer?" the vampire said as the girl showed no fear of the vampires sudden change of facial features.

"Whatever gave you that idea." Said the girl as she plunged the stake into the vampires' heart. Another vampire knocked the stake that a few seconds ago had been in his friends' heart, out of her hands. Though she had lost her weapon she did not seem bothered. The vampire made the first move.

Shannon removed the concealed sword from its hiding place. It found its place easily in the vampire gut. The vampire curled over in a moment of agony but it didn't stop.

"You should know that it takes more than a meagre gut wound to kill me." He attacked again.

"I know." Shannon swung the long sword so that it cut one of its arms off. The removed limb dropped to the ground then turned to dust. She then spun around kicked the vampire then removed it of its other arm, which also turned to dust.

"I'll kill you for that." The vampire looked funny with no arms, but Shannon felt it become more funny. Its threats were pointless and definitely not scary.

"How you gonna do that you're unarmed." The vampire still tried to kill her by just running at her. Shannon waited. The vampire was coming closer. As she could see her reflection in its eyes she bent down and cut through the vampires legs dead flesh and bone. The vampire fell to the floor barely able to move. She bent over it placing the edge of the swords' blade on its neck.

"Go on kill me then." After all he was no longer much of a vampire, literally.

"No I was thinking more of talking to you about me and my problems."

"Oh god no, don't."

"Yeah I think I'll do it. See I was recently in Sunnydale, you know the place vampires love it there. Well I meet this really nice guy, we have a nice time and a bit more, but then vampires that were my friends kidnap him. He's saved and everything's okay, but I can't stay with whom basically is the guy of my dreams as he already has a girlfriend. I don't see how I could have expected a guy like that to be single. He could of left her but oh no I have to go and stop my friends from the feeding and the killing. So my point is have you seen Anna, Naomi and/or Lynette?"

"Who?" The vampire asked. It could have been a good actor by the way it answered but the way it said seemed more like it really didn't know who were they are.

"What use are you then?" Shannon simply put more pressure on the sword so that it decapitated the vampire. She listened out for any laughter. If either of her friends were about they would have laughed.

Shannon had taken the sword from a shop on her first night in LA. She had seen a couple of vampires in their gathering some weapons she didn't know what they were going to use them for but she had to stop them anyway. Vampires didn't tend to have good thoughts about what to do with weapons, just some carnage, a little blood and more then a few corpses turning up afterwards.

The shop didn't just sell weapons there. Upon entry Shannon noticed there were also some very old books and other ancient artefacts from centuries ago. Some could have been used for evil purposes while others were for protection against evil. The vampires were after a plain wooden box. Taking the vampires by surprise and out one by one she had been able to stop them. At some points it didn't look to good for her, but an advantage of being in shop with weapons was that when you lost your own there was never a shortage of replacements. The disadvantages though, ditto for the enemy. She had grabbed the sword after ducking into a forward roll to escape a nasty head wound the mace could have given her. Shannon hadn't had much practice with a sword but she quickly got a hand of it. This was after she had cut a table in half. The remaining vampires all got a case of decapitation after that. She knew the right thing was to leave the sword there but she had become rather it attached to it. If she had it, it would be used to fight evil and not just get dusty on the shelf of a shop. Shannon walked out of the shop picking up her stake and walked out with the sword in her hand. She just thought of it as her reward.

Another vampire dusted, another vampire not knowing a thing. The demons that inhabited the bodies of her dead friends were somewhere. She could just hope that she would find them and kill them soon. After all, all this chasing and lack of staking was getting annoying.



The magic shop had been closed when he had arrived but that meant was that he wouldn't have to pay anything. The annoying thing was that they didn't sell people with goods souls.

You're planning to do that spell thingy again aren't you?

Gerathon had been trying desperately hard to ignore Xanders voice but it was hard. It was like having a conscience except well he had never had one before so he didn't know how to compare the two. He just wished that Xander would weaken and fade away but it seemed more like he was becoming more persistent.

A mixture of screams could be heard from the direction he was walking.

Aren't you gonna do anything? Wait what the hell am I thinking? Fine don't do anything be like that, be mister typical evil guy.

A couple of vampires were playing with a girl and what looked like her date, neither of them were expecting the goodnight bite. One held on to the girl and made her watch her boyfriends' upcoming death before they either made her the same or more like them. Gerathon though was going to help them. He took out the stake he had with him and simply stuck it in the two vampires' heart. Being a demon he knew that he would need to take it with him while he was stuck in Xanders body.

Hey what are you doing? You're a bad guy, ever since when do you help out?

"Come on I'll take you some where and fix you two up." Who said I was helping out? Damn it I spoke to you. I just had to say the evil thing.



The guy had passed out from the lack of blood just before they had arrived at the warehouse leaving Gerathon and his girlfriend to carry him inside.

"Shouldn't we be going to a hospital?" She held on to her neck where she had been bitten. Her hand was covered in blood.

"And are you going to explain what happened? Like they'd really believe that it was vampires." He looked around the warehouse wondering where he put the recently vanished item.

"I say a dog or something attacked him."

"Then they would wonder how come you weren't hurt, very suspicious I bet they believe you did it. Jealousy, anger or just plain psychotic?" There it is.

"But you were there and that makes you a witness." The girl smiled at the guys' strangeness.

"Why don't you witness this?" He hit over the head with pipe. He didn't want her complaining when he was preparing to kill her. People were very fussy about those kinds of things.



Xander saw what had been done to him happen to two other people. It made feel angry with him how he was there but unable to do anything. Without any help they would die and their souls would in a way be within him. This freaked him out. As Gerathon had currently set up shop in his body and he retained the energy of the souls to give him strength.

"All done now. Yes this is a hell of a lot better. I can feel this new strength surge through my body. Their souls may not of been the best they did just fine." Xander it eerie the way it was his voice saying the entire typical villain lingo. "Now it's time for revenge."

Great how much more cliché can this guy get?



Shannon walked along 23rd street. LA was a very big place and not as glamorous as many had expected. Her mobile phone rang for the first time since she arrived. She got out her new smaller phone that could be used for global travel, which was exactly what she needed.

"Hello?"

"Shannon it's Xander where are you?" She hadn't expected him to ring her just yet she thought it could even be a few months before she heard his voice again.

"I arrived in LA earlier this week. No sign of vampire friends yet, but plenty of the other kind. Lucky for me I've got a new toy." Shannon looked at her sword still pleased with herself for picking it up. "Maybe they'll ring me up and ask if I want to hang out or watch TV." She wasn't expecting to hear anything from them for a while, as they had to start their feeding first for her to know. Problem was in LA a lot happened and it didn't all make the news.

"Well I wouldn't hold your breath for that phone call…"

"But why not? I so badly want to be in their popular little group." Interrupted Shannon with her usual touch of sarcasm.

"It's because they never left Sunnydale." Shannon couldn't believe what she had heard she was sure they would have moved on after having no success.

"I'm coming back." She hung up on Xander and headed towards the bus station. It annoyed that she had just arrived and would have to try to find a way back there. Someone was going to have to lose their ticket for her to see Xanders gorgeous smile again. Little did she know that Xander was smiling evilly back in Sunnydale.



"I've enough strength now to start getting rid of your friends." After he gone got the strength of his friends he would have enough power to get the slayer. He loved using their goodness against them. It was like hitting a goody two shoe with their own shoe.

I'm not gonna let you hurt them.

"What you gonna do? Though some of your friends have special abilities none of them have the one that would come in use about now. That's reading minds if you didn't realise."

I'm not stupid; maybe I'll just…

Gerathon didn't realise it but Xander fist was clenched and heading for his face. They both felt the pain making Xander wish he hadn't hit himself that hard. He had been able to use his anger to do that and he had to discover what else he could do while he still could. The hand punched him. Yet again they both felt the pain. If anyone had been there it would have been quite comical seeing him been beaten up by himself.

"HA! Take that typically evil guy!" Xander then realised that he had said that with his own voice. He had to find the others while he could. It felt good being in control of his own legs again. He flapped his arms around too, then did his world famous Xander dance. He wondered if Gerathon had gone now or was this just a brief set back for him. At that point he wished that he hadn't lost concentration of where he was going as he hit the ground.

Ouch! Oh shit I'm back in my head again. Damn it!

"As you thought a temporary set back when I got that extra strength obviously so had you. Don't worry I won't let it happen again."



Giles looked at the piece of paper that had Xander had written what he thought he had heard during ritual. It didn't make any sense. He drank some of the coffee that he had just made and wished he had made a cup of tea. He had thought that coffee would had been better but it turns out it would have been better if he had chosen something more soothing.

He tore the note from its place and looked at it more closely. Giles took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes. None of the words made sense to him and the dictionary. He put the paper down and reached for his coffee.

"Oh no!" said Giles as he looked at recently spilt liquid which had spread to the paper messing up all the words. Giles had found it hard enough to translate it now he was going to be impossible. He would have to ring Xander and ask if he could possibly remember anymore of the ritual. A thought came to him that could save some time. The pen may have made an imprint on the notepad.

"Hang on a second." Giles said to himself and that worried him sometimes how much he did talk to himself. There was something else scrawled on it in big capital letters. The word looked like help but it was a bit hard to tell but he was sure there was something else written there.

"G is me." G, G, G Gerathon? Had Xander written this? The notepad was fairly new and Xander was the only other person who had used it. Giles was sure he would have remembered if he had left himself that message.

"Hello Giles." Xander had just appeared, but that was only in the case that Xander was Xander. "I need to borrow a book."

"This isn't a library Xander not like I would ever run one of those things."

"I couldn't see you running a library the people in them are all stuffy." Xander looked through all of Giles collection of books. He knew what he was looking for.

"Fine help yourself I need to make a phone call." Giles would have to stall Xander until Buffy could make her way there. He did consider getting the tranquilliser gun but he also considered that Buffy might have it. Giles lifted the phone of the hook and began to dial. "Have you found what you wanted yet?"

"Yeah I have actually." Xander was right behind Giles. He put his finger on the receiver and raised the big heavy book. Xander continuously hit Giles on the head with it, whacking him from side to side then hit over the head with it.

"I've got other things to do first but I'll be back. Be sure not to go any where or else you'll miss out on all the fun."

Xander left Giles there, his body just lying on the floor. For all he knew he could be dead not like he was bothered. After all 'Xander' had what he had come for. He was sure to slam the door on the way out.