Family Ties
Chapter 2
Warnings and such are found in Ch 1. I still am trying to get my throne back…Mutant Enemy still owns them
"How was your trip? Did it go well? How long are you staying in Sunnydale? Oh wait a minute…have you been back to the house yet?" Xander was so eager to ask his dad questions he forgot the most important detail. Is his uncle still alive?
"The trip was great, it went very well, permanently, and yes. Your aunt and uncle should be gone by the time we get back." Being in his sons much happier upbeat sphere made him calm down. It was a good thing Leann stayed home otherwise he might have killed them both. They would never leave Xander alone like that again. "So what was your group studying anyway?"
"A local demon that came into town. Its purple, has too many horns, and spits acid. Hey do you think Mom might know what it is?" Dad was a practicing warlock among other things. Mom was an expert in Demonology. One of them was bound to know. They knew Sunnydale's reputation before moving there.
"Sounds like a Vjskaldf demon to me. They love our kind so be careful. They used to be our greatest enemy until Centaurs became an endangered species." Why did it not surprise him that Xander got involved in Demon hunting while they were away? They began to pull into the driveway. Xander's mother walked out of the house and locked the door.
Getting into the back seat of the car stated, "We are not staying in there until it has been thoroughly fumigated and cleaned. Drive to Hotel Sun they are waiting for us." She gently killed Xander on the cheek. "Hello honey."
"Hi mom. Purple with lots of horns and spits acid."
"Vjskaldf demon. Why?"
"He's gotten involved with Demon Hunting." Andrew said proudly. He was demon hunting at Xander's age too. IT had been fun. Looking back he would never do it again but oh well.
"Xander have you reverted since we've been gone?" She couldn't smell the western wind upon her son. It was totally absent.
Xander flinched, "It seemed to be a bad idea with my aunt and uncle around." He remembered quiet vividly his uncle trying to 'beat the devil out of him' when he did catch Xander reverting very soon after they left. He vowed not to do it again until they came back.
"I'll help you revert at the hotel sweety." There was no doubt a bigger story behind that statement and the flinch but they would discuss that later.
"Thanks mom."
They checked into the hotel and ordered dinner. Gently his mother eased Xander back into his natural form. This so tired him that he fell asleep on the curiously large bed. The hotel catered to the more unusual clients this was their centaur room. All of the beds were designed to accommodate centaurs no matter what form they took.
Back at the Library..
"What's got Giles so worried?" Willow asked Buffy.
"Did you see his face when he got a good look at Xander's Dad?" Buffy was a bit worried. That face usually meant some stunning revelation that would greatly affect their immediate future. It was rarely a good change. "Time to get some answers."
"So who is Xander's father?" Buffy asked casually.
"He's a warlock of great repute but even more importantly he is not human. Nor was his wife." They were both Centaurs. If Xander is their child then he too is a centaur. I wonder why I never noticed. Centaurs are usually easily spotted no matter what form they take." There had been some signs but not enough to add them altogether to get a centaur.
"Okay what is he and do I have to kill it?" Buffy asked blandly.
"Centaur and no you don't have to kill them. They evolved at the same time as man though from more magical beginnings. They are very rare now certain demons liked to hunt them for food and sport." Giles replied A horrible tragedy. Some of the best minds were killed during those hunts.
"Good. I would hate to try and explain that to Xander." Buffy was glad that she didn't have to kill Xander's parents. Willow hadn't even considered that thought. She was speechless that Buffy did consider it.
"Is that why Xander attracts so much trouble here?" Willow worried about her friend.
"Most likely, yes." No punches pulled here.
Chapter 2
Warnings and such are found in Ch 1. I still am trying to get my throne back…Mutant Enemy still owns them
"How was your trip? Did it go well? How long are you staying in Sunnydale? Oh wait a minute…have you been back to the house yet?" Xander was so eager to ask his dad questions he forgot the most important detail. Is his uncle still alive?
"The trip was great, it went very well, permanently, and yes. Your aunt and uncle should be gone by the time we get back." Being in his sons much happier upbeat sphere made him calm down. It was a good thing Leann stayed home otherwise he might have killed them both. They would never leave Xander alone like that again. "So what was your group studying anyway?"
"A local demon that came into town. Its purple, has too many horns, and spits acid. Hey do you think Mom might know what it is?" Dad was a practicing warlock among other things. Mom was an expert in Demonology. One of them was bound to know. They knew Sunnydale's reputation before moving there.
"Sounds like a Vjskaldf demon to me. They love our kind so be careful. They used to be our greatest enemy until Centaurs became an endangered species." Why did it not surprise him that Xander got involved in Demon hunting while they were away? They began to pull into the driveway. Xander's mother walked out of the house and locked the door.
Getting into the back seat of the car stated, "We are not staying in there until it has been thoroughly fumigated and cleaned. Drive to Hotel Sun they are waiting for us." She gently killed Xander on the cheek. "Hello honey."
"Hi mom. Purple with lots of horns and spits acid."
"Vjskaldf demon. Why?"
"He's gotten involved with Demon Hunting." Andrew said proudly. He was demon hunting at Xander's age too. IT had been fun. Looking back he would never do it again but oh well.
"Xander have you reverted since we've been gone?" She couldn't smell the western wind upon her son. It was totally absent.
Xander flinched, "It seemed to be a bad idea with my aunt and uncle around." He remembered quiet vividly his uncle trying to 'beat the devil out of him' when he did catch Xander reverting very soon after they left. He vowed not to do it again until they came back.
"I'll help you revert at the hotel sweety." There was no doubt a bigger story behind that statement and the flinch but they would discuss that later.
"Thanks mom."
They checked into the hotel and ordered dinner. Gently his mother eased Xander back into his natural form. This so tired him that he fell asleep on the curiously large bed. The hotel catered to the more unusual clients this was their centaur room. All of the beds were designed to accommodate centaurs no matter what form they took.
Back at the Library..
"What's got Giles so worried?" Willow asked Buffy.
"Did you see his face when he got a good look at Xander's Dad?" Buffy was a bit worried. That face usually meant some stunning revelation that would greatly affect their immediate future. It was rarely a good change. "Time to get some answers."
"So who is Xander's father?" Buffy asked casually.
"He's a warlock of great repute but even more importantly he is not human. Nor was his wife." They were both Centaurs. If Xander is their child then he too is a centaur. I wonder why I never noticed. Centaurs are usually easily spotted no matter what form they take." There had been some signs but not enough to add them altogether to get a centaur.
"Okay what is he and do I have to kill it?" Buffy asked blandly.
"Centaur and no you don't have to kill them. They evolved at the same time as man though from more magical beginnings. They are very rare now certain demons liked to hunt them for food and sport." Giles replied A horrible tragedy. Some of the best minds were killed during those hunts.
"Good. I would hate to try and explain that to Xander." Buffy was glad that she didn't have to kill Xander's parents. Willow hadn't even considered that thought. She was speechless that Buffy did consider it.
"Is that why Xander attracts so much trouble here?" Willow worried about her friend.
"Most likely, yes." No punches pulled here.