Greeting and Salutations. More feral gooness. Actualy, no, that's a lie. This is one of the most boring chapters I've ever written. Thanks to everyone for the ideas for the title. I've decided on 'Blood Search'. Enjoy.

Extreme X-Men HQ

Location Unknown.

"How strange," Sage muttered. Her search had brought up two possibilities, and neither of them were the fatherly type.

"You have something?" Storm, the team leader, asked as she walked in.

"Two rather impossible suspects," Sage handed the glasses to Storm, who put them on to have a look.

"Goddess!" Storm exclaimed, "Either of those two…a father?"

"It would explain Buffy's temper, if Xander is even halfway correct," Sage mused.

"But even so, this…" Storm handed the glasses back to Sage, "Should we tell him?"

"That he may or may not have, not one, but two daughters?" Sage asked. "Until we're certain, we keep this to ourselves," Storm nodded.

"Very well," she said, walking out. She turned to her teammate with a half smile that made it look like she'd spent way too much time around Xander, "But when he finds out on his own, you can tell him we already knew."

Sanctuary

"So this is about you two?" Adam asked. Buffy nodded.

"That's what the hair ball said," she confirmed, "And for some reason, I have a bad feeling it has to do with our parents. Don't ask why, just…a feeling."

"Unfortunately, your feelings are usually right," Angel admitted. Buffy nodded.

"Alright," Adam said, "I'll start looking a little deeper."

"I'm calling Xander," Buffy said, "He said he was getting a friend to look in on it. Maybe she's had better luck."

Sunnydale

Willow looked around the manor. Things had definitely changed since that first night she'd found out vampires were real. Back then, it had been Xander, herself, Giles and Buffy. A secret between the four of them. Now, she was dating a werewolf, Xander was Homo Sapien Superior and dating the current Slayer, and Buffy was nowhere in sight.

The red headed witch let out a sigh. That was the one thing she could never get used to. No more Buffy. Sure she could talk to her any time, as long as Adam didn't have her on a mission.

"Thinking about Buffy?" Oz said, coming up behind her.

"Am I that transparent?" She asked as he wrapped his arms around her. Oz shrugged.

"Sometimes," it was at that moment that her locket began to glow.

It was a simple thing, silver, but it was also enchanted. A spell to allow her to communicate with Buffy, to be exact. Willow pulled the locket out and opened it. The air above it shimmered a bit, before a small image of Buffy appeared.

"Hey Wills. How's things?"

"Quiet," Willow said, "The Initiative's been really helpful keeping things down, and Faith's gotten better too."

"Nice to see I made the right decision," Buffy said, "Xander around?"

"Out patrolling with Faith," Willow informed her, "Is there a problem?"

"I was just checking up on his progress," Buffy said. "We've got some additional problems," She quickly summed up the fight against Sabretooth.

"Again?" Willow said, "What is it with these people?"

"Who knows?" Buffy replied, "But Adam thinks we can count the GSA out for once. Of course, that still leaves dozens of different agencies it could be."

"I'll let Xander know when he gets back," Willow said, "Hey, Buff?"

"Yeah, Wills?"

"Take care. We don't know who this is. They may not want you just alive," Buffy grinned.

"If they can find us here, they deserve to catch us," Buffy said confidently, "See ya later Wills."

"Bye," Willow watched as the image disappeared. She let out a long sigh. Buffy was in trouble again. Why was that not a surprise?

Weapon X.

Location unknown.

"So they failed?" The Director said evenly.

"Apparently they've teamed with more of there own kind," the aide said, "Sabretooth was taken down by an empath of some description. Subject: Wildcat immobilized Wild Child, with ease, if Creed can be believed."

"Interesting," the Director said, "Tell Sabretooth and Wild Child to hold their positions and send Cane and Marrow to assist," The aide saluted and turned to leave. "One more thing. Tell Sabretooth whose daughters they are. That should give him sufficient…motivation to complete his mission."

Sanctuary.

"I wish I knew who those knuckleheads were working for," Buffy muttered, "I don't like fighting what I can't see."

"I know, love," Angel muttered, "I know. We'll get something."

"Not to interrupt…" Brannon said walking into the lounge area.

"Too late," Buffy muttered.

"…But your friends on the line."

"Xander's got worse timing than you do, sparky," Buffy said, getting to her feet.

"Can you please do something about that?" Brannon begged Angel as Buffy walked passed him.

"What in particular would you like me to do?" Angel asked. "She's her own woman, and I would prefer to sleep in the bed."

"You sleep?" Brannon asked, as he and Angel caught up to Buffy.

"Couple of hours. If we're lucky," Buffy said with a grin.

"We're here," Buffy said as the three walked in, "Did you have to send sparky?"

"Sorry," Adam said, "Shalimar and Emma are dropping the girl at a safe house, and Brannon volunteered."

"And for some reason, that doesn't surprise me," Buffy said, "So, what's up?"

"Sage gave me a call, Buff," Xander's voice came over the radio, "She's got two possibilities on your father. Ones not too bad, the other one sucks more than if she'd said it was Spike."

"And can I just say, eww?" Buffy interrupted, "So who is it?"

"Well, contestant number one's an X-Man, decent guy. The other one…" Xander's hesitation said it all. She didn't want to know.

"Names, Xand Man," Buffy said.

"You're either Wolverine's or Sabretooth's," Xander said. Buffy froze. An X-Man with homicidal tendencies, from Xander's description, or a full-blown homicidal sociopath?

"Why are thing's never easy?" She groaned, "Do we have anything positive?"

"Sorry, Buff. They've both had work done, so it's hard to be certain."

"Work done by who?" Adam asked.

"That, I can answer. Both of them have had run-ins with an organisation called Weapon X. Sabretooth works for them at the moment."

"Weapon X?" Adam muttered, "I've heard of them. They do experiments on living subjects, mostly mutants of the natural persuasion. If they had a hand in the New Mutant project…"

"Things are starting to come into focus," Buffy muttered, "Whoever our father is, these Weapon X guys are afraid we'll find out."

"Or they're trying to bring you two in," Angel added, silently vowing to kill anyone who attempted it.

"Whatever's going on is bigger than we thought," Jesse said seriously, "We'd better warn Shalimar and Emma."

"Already done," Buffy said, "Shal's been watching the whole thing through my eyes. They'll be careful. In the mean time…Xand, can you let Wolverine know what's going on?" There was a frightened noise from the other end.

"You want me to tell Logan that he may or may not have two New Mutant daughters, and that Weapon X is after them? Do I have to be in the same room, or can I just feel sorry for the furniture?" Buffy looked at the radio.

"Xander, what's this Logan guy like?"

"Well…think about your very worst temper tantrum, times by about a million, then add a mutant healing factor, an adamantium plated skeleton and matching claws, and you've got him at his worst. Otherwise, he's the exact opposite of Creed. Loyal to a fault, a real samurai. Kinda like Kwai Chang Cane, only with a violent streak."

"Maybe you should tell him over the phone," Buffy muttered, shocked. This was the best case scenario? "Shalimar and I'll stop over Sunnydale…"

"No," Angel said, "You and Shalimar are going to stay at Sanctuary until we figure out what the hell is going on."

"But…"

"No way," Angel said firmly, "You two stay here, and that's final."

"But…"

"I have to go with Angel on this one, Buff. Stay hidden."

"But…"

"You stay here," Adam agreed firmly. Buffy exhaled sharply.

"Fine, we stay locked up like good little girls," she said finally, "And can I just say, this stinks?"

Like I said, boring as. Next one should be much more interesting.

 Stay tuned.

Doc.