Title: Fallen into despair (6/?)
Author: Michael Dunbar
Summary: Xander falls into something that changes him. BX romance.
Disclaimer: Joss owns Buffy and so do mutant enemy, I only own the idea of the story.
Timeline: Post season 4. X/A split up earlier on in the year, Riley had left after the Adam fiasco leaving Buffy alone. B/X had gone out on a few dates. Angel will show up in this although it will be season 1 and when he gets first put in the pit.
Rating: R For Violence
Couple: B/X of course!!!!
Distribution: Ask and yee shall receive
Beta Read by: White werewolf
Dedicated to everyone I like, which is everyone:)
Feedback: If you like this, please tell me as I thrive on feedback.
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"Xander, NO!!!"
The shrill sound of Cordelia's voice echoes around the pit. Xander's reflexes kick into action and his muscles tense as he stops the blade from severing Angel's head. It just stops on the edge of Angel's neck just slicing the skin, a few trickles of blood run down the vampire's neck. Xander drops the blade quickly, like it is diseased and then he steps back, looking around, his eyes search the crowd above, until he spots her.
She stands just next to the "throne", her hand shoots out quickly and something flies through the air in an arc headed for him, Xander's hand goes up quickly and he catches it in mid air, a small piece of hair attached to some kind of metal, he looks at the symbol on the piece of metal and recognises it instantly as the same one on his bracelet.
He casts his eyes down to look at his bracelet, the piece of metal that had been a part of him, and his arm, for the past year, and then he touches it to the bracelet gently, a small sizzling sound can be heard and it releases his arm, and it drops to the floor onto the sand. Xander steps back a small step and looks down at it with contempt, but he decides to move quickly as his strong survival instinct kicks in, releasing Angel from the same fate as quickly as he can. Xander turns to meet a dozen guards circling him, a few of them have tazers, to subdue, and a few have truncheon's, but all of them have body armour.
Xander feels the first truncheon hit him on the back, but he ignores the pain it causes, he turns with a crunch of his own bones and grabs the guards wrist, he twists hard snapping the mans elbow and upper shoulder in the process. The guard screams out and drops to the floor in agony, Xander turns and backhands one running in his direction. He then turns to send a punch to another guards face. Looking out of the corner of his eye Xander sees Angel pulling himself up on the wall, but he falls down again, unable to fight.
Xander then twists and snaps out his hand to break a guard's nose, he is about to hit another, but the voice he hates calls out interrupting him, seeming to come from all around, the boss's voice, his squeaky annoying pompous voice can be heard as he screams into a microphone.
"Oh Xander" He snivels "that is what your called isn't it"
The guards lay off, allowing him to turn, he sees the boss up on the balcony a knife in his hand and it's held at Cordelia's neck, he feels the anger boil within him, the hatred for this man is uncontrollable, he feels the other sword, Angel's sword, resting at the side of his foot dug into the sand somewhat, the smarmy face of the leader makes him angry and the next words even more so.
"She's pretty Xander. You wouldn't want me to spoil that would you."
His foot rests underneath the sword now, and with one flick of his foot he sends it up and into the air, he twists and strikes the hilt with his palm as it floats up into view, the sword flies through the air soundlessly and in the next moment it is stuck straight through the guys head, he drops like the proverbial rock onto the seat behind him and Cordelia lets out an almighty gasp as his hands release her, she steps forward a shocked expression on her face.
The rest of the crowd quickly disperse in a fit of panic and screaming, and so do the guards as well, unwilling to fight for anything as noble as revenge. They were in it just for the wage it provided.
They are left alone, the three of them, but that is just until Wesley and Gunn come barging through the door with sword and axes held high in hand. They lower their weapons as they look around confused.
Xander allows himself a moment, he casts his eyes down as some of the realisation of reality sets in, and it's over. The past year he called hell was finally over, it was ended, complete, and he breathes deeply and feels his knees give out below him. He falls to the sand and the last sound he hears is Cordelia's voice.
The darkness lifts, he feels his eyes open before anything becomes focused, it all seems fuzzy to him. Xander can see a window, but the blinds are drawn, he thinks, he feels the lush bed below him and lets his body gently become embraced by its softness.
Then a sudden fear passes through him, a sudden fear of doubt, of the impossible, what if it was a dream? What if this is just some concocted world in his own mind trying to give him some semblance of hope in the real world. He pulls himself up and his eyes finally focus, he sees a few cabinets off to the left, a few to the right and the window is ahead and planted firmly on the wall with the blinds drawn, as he had suspected, a sword is attached to the wall above the four post bed he lays in.
He stands and walks out of the room, disbelievingly. Xander makes his way down stairs, down the hotel stairs to the lobby and looks around, no one is about. He falls to the bottom step and lets a sob rack his body, let a few tears fall as he hugs the banister. Then he hears the door, it opens and he can hear the voice before he sees the face.
A voice he would know if it was entwined with a million other's, a distinct voice, the most beautiful sound to him in the world.
It's her.
"Let me see him now" She shouts "I have a right"
Then she steps into view, her blonde hair framing her face, her beautiful eyes find his and they widen. More tears follow as he looks at her, at the hope he had, in the pit, personified, at his girlfriend, at the woman he loves.
"Buffy" he whispers.
Author: Michael Dunbar
Summary: Xander falls into something that changes him. BX romance.
Disclaimer: Joss owns Buffy and so do mutant enemy, I only own the idea of the story.
Timeline: Post season 4. X/A split up earlier on in the year, Riley had left after the Adam fiasco leaving Buffy alone. B/X had gone out on a few dates. Angel will show up in this although it will be season 1 and when he gets first put in the pit.
Rating: R For Violence
Couple: B/X of course!!!!
Distribution: Ask and yee shall receive
Beta Read by: White werewolf
Dedicated to everyone I like, which is everyone:)
Feedback: If you like this, please tell me as I thrive on feedback.
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"Xander, NO!!!"
The shrill sound of Cordelia's voice echoes around the pit. Xander's reflexes kick into action and his muscles tense as he stops the blade from severing Angel's head. It just stops on the edge of Angel's neck just slicing the skin, a few trickles of blood run down the vampire's neck. Xander drops the blade quickly, like it is diseased and then he steps back, looking around, his eyes search the crowd above, until he spots her.
She stands just next to the "throne", her hand shoots out quickly and something flies through the air in an arc headed for him, Xander's hand goes up quickly and he catches it in mid air, a small piece of hair attached to some kind of metal, he looks at the symbol on the piece of metal and recognises it instantly as the same one on his bracelet.
He casts his eyes down to look at his bracelet, the piece of metal that had been a part of him, and his arm, for the past year, and then he touches it to the bracelet gently, a small sizzling sound can be heard and it releases his arm, and it drops to the floor onto the sand. Xander steps back a small step and looks down at it with contempt, but he decides to move quickly as his strong survival instinct kicks in, releasing Angel from the same fate as quickly as he can. Xander turns to meet a dozen guards circling him, a few of them have tazers, to subdue, and a few have truncheon's, but all of them have body armour.
Xander feels the first truncheon hit him on the back, but he ignores the pain it causes, he turns with a crunch of his own bones and grabs the guards wrist, he twists hard snapping the mans elbow and upper shoulder in the process. The guard screams out and drops to the floor in agony, Xander turns and backhands one running in his direction. He then turns to send a punch to another guards face. Looking out of the corner of his eye Xander sees Angel pulling himself up on the wall, but he falls down again, unable to fight.
Xander then twists and snaps out his hand to break a guard's nose, he is about to hit another, but the voice he hates calls out interrupting him, seeming to come from all around, the boss's voice, his squeaky annoying pompous voice can be heard as he screams into a microphone.
"Oh Xander" He snivels "that is what your called isn't it"
The guards lay off, allowing him to turn, he sees the boss up on the balcony a knife in his hand and it's held at Cordelia's neck, he feels the anger boil within him, the hatred for this man is uncontrollable, he feels the other sword, Angel's sword, resting at the side of his foot dug into the sand somewhat, the smarmy face of the leader makes him angry and the next words even more so.
"She's pretty Xander. You wouldn't want me to spoil that would you."
His foot rests underneath the sword now, and with one flick of his foot he sends it up and into the air, he twists and strikes the hilt with his palm as it floats up into view, the sword flies through the air soundlessly and in the next moment it is stuck straight through the guys head, he drops like the proverbial rock onto the seat behind him and Cordelia lets out an almighty gasp as his hands release her, she steps forward a shocked expression on her face.
The rest of the crowd quickly disperse in a fit of panic and screaming, and so do the guards as well, unwilling to fight for anything as noble as revenge. They were in it just for the wage it provided.
They are left alone, the three of them, but that is just until Wesley and Gunn come barging through the door with sword and axes held high in hand. They lower their weapons as they look around confused.
Xander allows himself a moment, he casts his eyes down as some of the realisation of reality sets in, and it's over. The past year he called hell was finally over, it was ended, complete, and he breathes deeply and feels his knees give out below him. He falls to the sand and the last sound he hears is Cordelia's voice.
The darkness lifts, he feels his eyes open before anything becomes focused, it all seems fuzzy to him. Xander can see a window, but the blinds are drawn, he thinks, he feels the lush bed below him and lets his body gently become embraced by its softness.
Then a sudden fear passes through him, a sudden fear of doubt, of the impossible, what if it was a dream? What if this is just some concocted world in his own mind trying to give him some semblance of hope in the real world. He pulls himself up and his eyes finally focus, he sees a few cabinets off to the left, a few to the right and the window is ahead and planted firmly on the wall with the blinds drawn, as he had suspected, a sword is attached to the wall above the four post bed he lays in.
He stands and walks out of the room, disbelievingly. Xander makes his way down stairs, down the hotel stairs to the lobby and looks around, no one is about. He falls to the bottom step and lets a sob rack his body, let a few tears fall as he hugs the banister. Then he hears the door, it opens and he can hear the voice before he sees the face.
A voice he would know if it was entwined with a million other's, a distinct voice, the most beautiful sound to him in the world.
It's her.
"Let me see him now" She shouts "I have a right"
Then she steps into view, her blonde hair framing her face, her beautiful eyes find his and they widen. More tears follow as he looks at her, at the hope he had, in the pit, personified, at his girlfriend, at the woman he loves.
"Buffy" he whispers.