Resident
Evil, The Sunnydale Conspiracy
Author:
Vampyr64
Feedback:
I would really appreciate it. Feedback is a Vampire's lifeblood. That's an oxy
moron isn't it?
Rating:
A very heavy R for extreme violence and language and language.
Distribution:
If you want it then you can have it.
Category:
Story/Angst/Horror/Adventure/Romance
Disclaimer:
Joss owns Buffy and Co. If he keeps up the way he is though he won't for much
longer. I am putting together my own private army ready to storm the studio the
moment that the slayer decides to swap spit with that blonde wacko. Capcom owns
Resident evil. I have no problem with them, yet.
Spoilers:
Possibly through season five.
Summary:
Read the other parts.
Author's
notes" If you are looking for a happy story then look elsewhere. This is good
quality angst. The slayer is going to get her ass handed to her. I am going to
tear the world out from under Xander. There aren't going to be any happy parts
for a long while. This will be B/X in the end, however, I feel the need to tear
Buffy from her totem pole first.
Part
3
Sunnydale
Ca
The
day after "The Zeppo"
Buffy
walked down the now quiet school corridors, looking for her friend. She had
been looking for Xander for most of the day. She was shocked and a little
frightened by what he had said earlier. She was only trying to look out for
him. He had to understand that. She had to make him understand. I have
enough to deal with without worrying about him getting in the way and getting
himself or someone else hurt She WOULD make him understand, if only she
could find him.
A
movement out of the corner of her eye caught her attention. She turned her head
to see a figure dart into an adjoining hallway. She hurried to the intersection
and, turning the corner, she caught sight of Xander.
"XANDER!"
She called out to him.
He
kept walking without even turning around.
"XANDER!"
she tried again, "We need to talk."
He
called back over his shoulder, "I thought we already did that slayer."
Buffy
quickened her pace and caught up to him. She grabbed him by the arm and spun
him around to face her. She was momentarily stunned by the look on his face.
His normally chocolate brown eyes were now almost completely lifeless. In fact,
the one emotion she could in his eyes was pure hate. The look startled her, but
she managed to compose herself.
"Xander,
don't be like this. We're only trying to look out for you. We don't want to see
you get hurt.
"BULLSHIT!"
His
outburst took Buffy by surprise.
"I
can take care of myself as well as Giles, and better then Willow. You just
don't want me helping. You've been like this ever since the Acathla incident.
We were really connecting there for a while. We could have had something, but
then Angel comes back into the picture and you conveniently forget I exist. And
now you try to push me even further away from you. I think you're afraid of
what you might be feeling for me."
The
slayer looks at him with shock written plainly on your face.
"What
are you talking about Xander?"
"Oh,
don't deny it. I know that you have feelings for me, very deep feelings. You
just don't want to admit it to yourself."
Buffy
was getting very frustrated, "Xander, I hate to break it to you, but you are
nothing but a friend to me. I love Angel. Angel is my soulmate. And, even if I
didn't have Angel, I still wouldn't love you. We are friends, nothing more so
just DEAL."
Xander
stared at her, his eyes slowly losing any trace of emotion that they had left.
He closed his eyes for a moment as he finally gave himself over to the
emptiness in his heart. He knew it would be like this. He knew that when he
confronted her about her feelings she would do this. There is just one thing
left to do. He knows it will kill him but he has to sever his ties to this
life. He has to do it now.
He
takes a deep breath before he says the words that signal the end of his
innocence.
"Buffy,
I'm in love with you." He pauses, waiting for her reaction. When she doesn't
respond he continues. "I have loved you since the moment I first saw you. I
have never wanted anything more than to help you. You are the other half of my
soul. I need you so much that it hurts." He finishes and waits for her to crush
his heart again. She doesn't disappoint.
Buffy
gives out a snort and chuckles a bit. "Xander, are you deaf. I said that I will
NEVER love you, Ever. DO YOU HEAR ME?"
She
gets in his face and starts to rap his head with her knuckles. "HELLO? ARE YOU
IN THERE?" She grabs his head with her hands and pulls him down to look in his
eyes. She talks to him like a child. "Now I know that you are a bit dense Xand,
but I think I made it pretty clear how things are so get over it already."
What
Xander does next surprises her. He looks her deep in the eyes and smiles at
her, a smile without any emotion.
"Thank
you" he whispered.
Then
he slugged her.
He
pulled back and hit her with everything he had, he pushed all of his hate and
fear and despair and loneliness, every negative emotion into a punch that would
have killed a normal human."
The
slayer fell back and landed on her ass.
Xander
just stared at her with another one of his eerie smiles.
"If
you come near me again bitch, I WILL kill you." He spoke matter of factly, and
Buffy had little doubt that he meant what he said.
Without
another word, he turned around and walked out of the school corridor, into the
midday sun, leaving one very confused slayer and a shitload of emotional
baggage behind.
Willy's
bar, later that night.
Xander
was doing something that he never thought he would do. Something that his
parents had always done. Something that went against all that he stood for.
He
was drowning his sorrows in alcohol.
He
just didn't care anymore.
He
was sick of caring. All caring ever did was bring him heartbreak. He had
intentionally confronted the slayer with his love for her, knowing that she
would rip it out one final time. He needed her to do that. Even with all that
had happened to him he still loved her. He needed someone to set him straight.
Now
he was sitting in a demon-infested bar, getting totally smashed. He didn't give
a shit. He wanted to get wasted, then maybe the emptiness would go away. Maybe
he wouldn't feel so alone.
"So
kid, I heard about what you did the other night. That was some nice work."
Xander
focused in on the voice and saw that it was Willy who was talking to him.
"Howja
know bout that.?" He drawled out with some effort.
Willy
smiled at him. "I'm not as blind as you so called friends Xander. I see the
things that you do."
"Ther
not m'friends anymore."
Willy
nodded, grinning. "Good for you kid. I was wondering when you'd wise up and
drop those dead weights."
Xander
half smiled at him. "It did take me awhile didn't it?"
Willy
nodded again, still with that stupid grin plastered on his face.
Xander
stood to his feet unsteadily. "I'm goin home" He said sadly.
Willy
waved him goodbye and went back to serving his other customers.
Xander
walked out the front door and proceeded to stumble down the street. He crashed
into the walls as well as some trashcans as me made him way to his house.
He
reached the curb at the end of the street he was on and attempted to step up
onto it. Being severely inebriated however, he miscalculated the distance and
his left foot impacted the curb as he attempted to lift his right.
He
pitched forward and would have fallen to the ground, except that a pair of
strong arms caught him by the shoulders and pulled him to his feet.
He
looked up and saw the face of the person he hated the most.
"Angel"
The
vampire looked at him curiously. "Xander, what are you doing wandering around
by yourself this time of night. You could be attacked by vampires."
Xander
snorted and asked with a strange note of hope in his voice, "You think?"
Angel
shook his head "Xander, you're drunk. We need to get you home. Buffy is going
to be furious with you, you know?"
Xander
waved him off. "I really don't care what that blonde bitch thinks. She can go
fuck a vampire for all a care. He grinned at Angel. "Oh wait. I forgot, she
already has." He added with a bitter tone.
Angel
did really not like the way that Xander was speaking. "Xander, I'm going to
excuse what you said about Buffy, because you are obviously upset. Now what's
wrong."
Xander
eyed him carefully for a moment. He decided to clue the vampire in.
"I'm
sick of being their lapdog."
Angel
stared at him, dumbfounded, "What?"
Xander
continued, "All I ever do is go out of my way for her…for them, and all they
ever do is give me shit, well I'm through. They have pushed me aside one too
many times. I could handle not being thanked for the things I have done, I
could even handle Buffy mooning over your sorry ass. But I will not stand by
while they try to exclude me from their precious slayer circle. I'm sick of
putting up with them. I saved everyone the other night and all I hear the next
day is how happy they were that I'm not here. Well not any more."
Angel
tried to process all Xander had told him. "Xander, what do you mean you saved
our lives the other night?"
Xander
glared at him. "Ask Willy. Even he knows."
Xander
goes face to face with him. "That night you two fucked Angel, was it good for
her? Did she come?"
Xander
gets right in his face. "When you see her, ask her if the goodnight screw was
worth it. Ask her if she really got off on it. Ask her if it was worth losing a
friend, and remind her that next time she's laying face down in a pool, I won't
be there. Tell her I hope she has a loooong life." He finished as he began to
walk away from Angel. "Because I want her to live with the misery of what she's
done.
Angel
stared Xander him as the fog that had seemed to come out of nowhere slowly
enveloped him.
Something
was definitely wrong with Buffy's friend. He had to see her.
He
looked up and cursed as he realized that the sun would be up soon. The fog was
already disappearing so he would have no protection from the deadly rays. He
would have to wait until that night.
With
those thoughts in mind, the vampire slowly faded back into the shadows from
whence he came.
Xander
walked along near his house. He was lost in his thoughts. He knew that this was
it. He would end it tonight. The only consolation he had is that the slayer
would be devastated. Angel would pass on what he had told him and it would kill
her. It was strange he thought, he used to only be concerned with protecting her
and keeping her safe. Now however, he only wanted to cause her as much pain as
he could. He was sick of being the only one in pain. If he couldn't make her
hurt over her love for him, then he would make her hurt by knowing that she was
responsible for his death.
He
reached into his pocket and withdrew the Colt 45. he had there.
He
racked the slide and stuck the barrel in his mouth. "Goodbye Hellmouth" He was
about to pull the trigger and end it all, when he heard the sound of a car
horn.
Startled,
he looked over and saw that a firebird red Porsche had pulled up alongside of
him.
I
recognize that car he mind seemed to process.
The
window rolled down and a familiar face poked out, "Xand-man, what the hell do
you think you're doing."
Startled,
he could do nothing but stare, "Hey Pete" he said at length.
Pete
eyed his cousin with concern, "Xander, put the gun down." He said in a calm
tone.
Xander
looked down at the gun in his hands and nodded, numbly. He spun the gun around
so he had it by the barrel and handed it to his cousin."
Pete
took the proffered firearm with visible relief. "Xander, what's going on man.
You sounded seriously wigged out when you called me."
Xander
nodded. "I just…need to get away from here."
Pete
smiled, "Y'know that offer still stands. The S.TA.R.S could really use you."
Despite
the agony he was feeling at the time, Xander actually smiled, "I think I'll
take you up on that offer."
Pete
nodded happily, "Great! Hop in. Let's go get your stuff together. You need to
say goodbye to anybody?"
Xander
sadly shook his head, "Pete, Y'know the situation with my parents. They could
care less if I was ever born."
Pete
nodded again, "I know. I was referring to your friends. Do you want to say
goodbye to them."
Again
Xander shook his head, "I've said my good-byes." As Pete pulled into Xander's
driveway, Xander felt a tear slide down his cheek. It was the last he would
shed for a very long time.
End
part 3
Next
part, Its back to the present as Xander's team joins him in the infiltration of
the Umbrella base. But is everything, as it seems? Hmm, good question. You'll
have to wait and see.
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