Title : Zeppo Remixed
Author : Tobias Spiegler
Disclaimer: I own nothing!!!
Summary: Sequel to "Late Night Errand", Xander's starts to work for the Mayor and his first job is to stop a certain zombie from blowing up the school
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Xander walked through City hall. It has been two days since he switched sides, finally leaving the Scooby gang and joining the darkside of the force, so to speak. After his first meeting with his new boss, the Mayor told him to rest for the weekend, because he had a job for him that required to be in good shape.
When Xander reached the door of the Mayor's office he knocked twice and waited. A few seconds later he could hear the muffled "Come in" from the other side, so he opened the door and walked in.
Richard Wilkins the III sat comfortably behind his desk, waiting for his guest.
"Alexander" he greeted the young man "Nice to see you. How was your weekend?"
"Boring as hell, Mr. Wilkins." Xander answered "But somehow I doubt you wanted to see me, so you could ask me about my weekend."
"All business, I see. I like that. And please call me Richard. Have a seat," the Mayor said and pointed at one of the chairs in front of his desk.
Xander moved from the spot where he stood and let himself fall into the seat.
"Alexander, have you ever heard of the Sisterhood of Jhe" the Mayor asked.
Xander quickly went through his memories, searching for anything he might have read in one of Giles' books, but he couldn't remember anything.
"No, I don't think so."
"No, I didn't think so. It's rarely common knowledge. Well, the Sisterhood of Jhe is a group of she-demons who want to bring the demons back to our world. You could call them Apocalypse-Demons. They are ferocious fighters, and even one of the Slayers would have trouble with them."
"And you're telling me this because..." Xander said and waited for the Mayor to continue.
"Because the Sisterhood is here in Sunnydale." Wilkins finished his sentence
"Oh. That doesn't sound good."
"No, it isn't. They plan to open the hellmouth and I can not allow this. It would intervene with my plans for this city."
"So, why don't you just send some of your goons to deal with them?" Xander asked.
"That's a good question. You see Alexander, when you killed Trick and his men you also destroyed a major part of my own vampire forces. It will take time to replace those. So, I don't have enough vampires to face the Sisterhood. That's where I need you," the mayor explained.
"So, you want me to eliminate them.?" Xander questioned.
"Alexander, believe me, I have great faith in your abilities, but they would hunt you down once you started killing them. No, I think we have to rely on your Slayer and her friends to fight the Sisterhood."
"Okay, you want me to watch from the sidelines how Buffy and the rest save the day once again. Great," Xander exclaimed angrily.
"You misunderstand me. Contrary to your so called friends I know what you're capable of. But I have a different job for you. "The Mayor said and tossed a folder across his desk.
"You see, even if the members of the Sisterhood of Jhe aren't the most clever demons they were smart enough to organize a backup plan," the Mayor explained while Xander looked through the pages. "Do you recognize the person in the photos?"
Xander shrugged before he answered. " Yeah. Jack O'Toole. Local psycho and gang member. Still don't see how someone like him could be useful for these demons."
"Well, it seems that Mr. O'Toole here is the integral part of their back up plan. You see, the Sisterhood heard about your friends and they are not sure if they can win against them. Two slayers are a little bit much, even for them. So they contracted the help of Mr. O'Toole to guarantee that they succeed with their plan. They probably think that he can think of something your friends won't count on."
"Any idea what he wants to do?" Xander asked his boss.
"Well my informant was killed before he could tell me anything specific. But he was able to tell me that they granted him free selection of his measures."
"So, my job is to kill O'Toole and prevent the hellmouth from opening?" Xander asked.
"Well, that should sum it up" the Mayor answered
Xander scanned through the file until he noticed something. "Wait a second. Status: "deceased". He was very alive when I last saw him."
"You're right. A little mistake, but not completely wrong. Undead would be the right term. He was killed in a drive by shooting a few weeks ago. He was resurrected by his grandfather, who is a some kind of voodoo priest. Mr. O'Toole is what you would call a zombie."
"So, let me get this straight. You want me to hunt a zombie, so his demonic employers won't succeed in bringing hell on earth?" Xander questioned the politician.
"Yes"
"Great. This just one of these days where you wished you'd stayed in bed."
The Mayor smiled at Xander "You will do fine Alexander." He looked on his watch. "Oh, you should hurry up if you don't want to miss first period."
Xander grimaced. This was still a sore spot between those two. The Mayor insisted that he would continue to go school so his cover wouldn't be blown. That was another reason the Mayor appreciated his new employee. He was not only a deadly assassin but also the mole in the slayer's group.
"Yeah you're right. Okay, I will take care of that business after school."
Xander turned to leave when the Mayor stopped him.
"Oh, wait a second. I have something for you," the Mayor said and reached under his desk from where he produced a brown lunch bag. He gave it to Xander, who stared at it like it was some kind of alien.
"You must be kidding me."
"No of course not. Lunch is one of the most important meals of the day," the Mayor explained to him with a big grin on his face.
Xander eyed the older man sceptically.
"Riiiight. Well, thanks. I should go now," Xander said.
"Goodbye Alexander and good luck"
When Xander closed the door behind him the Mayor thought how lucky he was that he became a politician, instead of becoming a lawyer like his father.
He wondered what happened to him after he joined this lawfirm in LA..
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"So Mr Harris finally agreed to join us," Mr. Clark barked at Xander when he entered the classroom thirty minutes too late. "What's your excuse this time ?"
"Well, I had a very important appointment with the Mayor," Xander answered the teacher's question.
"Very funny Mr.Harris. Now sit down and be quiet so the other students can learn something. Some of them have a chance to go college, a place someone like you will likely never get to," the teacher told him with a smirk.
Most of the students in the classroom were now laughing or silently giggling about Mr. Clark's insult.
But what surprised most of the students was that Xander was in fact smiling back to the teacher.
"That was a good one Mr. Clark. I wonder how your wife was able to leave a man with such a good sense of humor," Xander told the teacher. "Oh wait, if I remember correctly it was the affair with your neighbor that drove her away. Too bad you slept with a woman who was the greatest gossip in town."
Mr. Clark and the whole class were now staring open mouthed at Xander, who didn't lose the arrogant smile he had on his lips. The teacher was pale, trying to find the words to answer his pupil.
"Will you please sit down Mr. Harris," the teacher finally said, his voice weak.
Xander walked up to his seat and sat down.
It was a good thing that the Mayor had files about all the teachers at Sunnydale High. Not a waste of time going through Mr. Clark's permanent record, he thought while said teacher tried desperately to continue his lesson.
Xander smiled all through the lesson.
Author : Tobias Spiegler
Disclaimer: I own nothing!!!
Summary: Sequel to "Late Night Errand", Xander's starts to work for the Mayor and his first job is to stop a certain zombie from blowing up the school
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Xander walked through City hall. It has been two days since he switched sides, finally leaving the Scooby gang and joining the darkside of the force, so to speak. After his first meeting with his new boss, the Mayor told him to rest for the weekend, because he had a job for him that required to be in good shape.
When Xander reached the door of the Mayor's office he knocked twice and waited. A few seconds later he could hear the muffled "Come in" from the other side, so he opened the door and walked in.
Richard Wilkins the III sat comfortably behind his desk, waiting for his guest.
"Alexander" he greeted the young man "Nice to see you. How was your weekend?"
"Boring as hell, Mr. Wilkins." Xander answered "But somehow I doubt you wanted to see me, so you could ask me about my weekend."
"All business, I see. I like that. And please call me Richard. Have a seat," the Mayor said and pointed at one of the chairs in front of his desk.
Xander moved from the spot where he stood and let himself fall into the seat.
"Alexander, have you ever heard of the Sisterhood of Jhe" the Mayor asked.
Xander quickly went through his memories, searching for anything he might have read in one of Giles' books, but he couldn't remember anything.
"No, I don't think so."
"No, I didn't think so. It's rarely common knowledge. Well, the Sisterhood of Jhe is a group of she-demons who want to bring the demons back to our world. You could call them Apocalypse-Demons. They are ferocious fighters, and even one of the Slayers would have trouble with them."
"And you're telling me this because..." Xander said and waited for the Mayor to continue.
"Because the Sisterhood is here in Sunnydale." Wilkins finished his sentence
"Oh. That doesn't sound good."
"No, it isn't. They plan to open the hellmouth and I can not allow this. It would intervene with my plans for this city."
"So, why don't you just send some of your goons to deal with them?" Xander asked.
"That's a good question. You see Alexander, when you killed Trick and his men you also destroyed a major part of my own vampire forces. It will take time to replace those. So, I don't have enough vampires to face the Sisterhood. That's where I need you," the mayor explained.
"So, you want me to eliminate them.?" Xander questioned.
"Alexander, believe me, I have great faith in your abilities, but they would hunt you down once you started killing them. No, I think we have to rely on your Slayer and her friends to fight the Sisterhood."
"Okay, you want me to watch from the sidelines how Buffy and the rest save the day once again. Great," Xander exclaimed angrily.
"You misunderstand me. Contrary to your so called friends I know what you're capable of. But I have a different job for you. "The Mayor said and tossed a folder across his desk.
"You see, even if the members of the Sisterhood of Jhe aren't the most clever demons they were smart enough to organize a backup plan," the Mayor explained while Xander looked through the pages. "Do you recognize the person in the photos?"
Xander shrugged before he answered. " Yeah. Jack O'Toole. Local psycho and gang member. Still don't see how someone like him could be useful for these demons."
"Well, it seems that Mr. O'Toole here is the integral part of their back up plan. You see, the Sisterhood heard about your friends and they are not sure if they can win against them. Two slayers are a little bit much, even for them. So they contracted the help of Mr. O'Toole to guarantee that they succeed with their plan. They probably think that he can think of something your friends won't count on."
"Any idea what he wants to do?" Xander asked his boss.
"Well my informant was killed before he could tell me anything specific. But he was able to tell me that they granted him free selection of his measures."
"So, my job is to kill O'Toole and prevent the hellmouth from opening?" Xander asked.
"Well, that should sum it up" the Mayor answered
Xander scanned through the file until he noticed something. "Wait a second. Status: "deceased". He was very alive when I last saw him."
"You're right. A little mistake, but not completely wrong. Undead would be the right term. He was killed in a drive by shooting a few weeks ago. He was resurrected by his grandfather, who is a some kind of voodoo priest. Mr. O'Toole is what you would call a zombie."
"So, let me get this straight. You want me to hunt a zombie, so his demonic employers won't succeed in bringing hell on earth?" Xander questioned the politician.
"Yes"
"Great. This just one of these days where you wished you'd stayed in bed."
The Mayor smiled at Xander "You will do fine Alexander." He looked on his watch. "Oh, you should hurry up if you don't want to miss first period."
Xander grimaced. This was still a sore spot between those two. The Mayor insisted that he would continue to go school so his cover wouldn't be blown. That was another reason the Mayor appreciated his new employee. He was not only a deadly assassin but also the mole in the slayer's group.
"Yeah you're right. Okay, I will take care of that business after school."
Xander turned to leave when the Mayor stopped him.
"Oh, wait a second. I have something for you," the Mayor said and reached under his desk from where he produced a brown lunch bag. He gave it to Xander, who stared at it like it was some kind of alien.
"You must be kidding me."
"No of course not. Lunch is one of the most important meals of the day," the Mayor explained to him with a big grin on his face.
Xander eyed the older man sceptically.
"Riiiight. Well, thanks. I should go now," Xander said.
"Goodbye Alexander and good luck"
When Xander closed the door behind him the Mayor thought how lucky he was that he became a politician, instead of becoming a lawyer like his father.
He wondered what happened to him after he joined this lawfirm in LA..
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"So Mr Harris finally agreed to join us," Mr. Clark barked at Xander when he entered the classroom thirty minutes too late. "What's your excuse this time ?"
"Well, I had a very important appointment with the Mayor," Xander answered the teacher's question.
"Very funny Mr.Harris. Now sit down and be quiet so the other students can learn something. Some of them have a chance to go college, a place someone like you will likely never get to," the teacher told him with a smirk.
Most of the students in the classroom were now laughing or silently giggling about Mr. Clark's insult.
But what surprised most of the students was that Xander was in fact smiling back to the teacher.
"That was a good one Mr. Clark. I wonder how your wife was able to leave a man with such a good sense of humor," Xander told the teacher. "Oh wait, if I remember correctly it was the affair with your neighbor that drove her away. Too bad you slept with a woman who was the greatest gossip in town."
Mr. Clark and the whole class were now staring open mouthed at Xander, who didn't lose the arrogant smile he had on his lips. The teacher was pale, trying to find the words to answer his pupil.
"Will you please sit down Mr. Harris," the teacher finally said, his voice weak.
Xander walked up to his seat and sat down.
It was a good thing that the Mayor had files about all the teachers at Sunnydale High. Not a waste of time going through Mr. Clark's permanent record, he thought while said teacher tried desperately to continue his lesson.
Xander smiled all through the lesson.