Xander walked down the empty street and glanced at his watch.
//Three-thirty on a Sunday morning, one more patrol through the graveyard and then I need sleep,// he thought as he slipped into the memories the soldier gave him before he headed for the closest graveyard on his way home.
Several hours later Xander slipped into his house and moved quietly upstairs and locked himself into the bathroom.
As the door swung closed Xander moved over to the sink and spit out a mixture of blood and teeth into the sink before he rubbed his jaw to get rid of some of the pain.
//Note to self... When a Bolgara demon swings at you, letting yourself be hit so you can kill it belongs on the bottom of the list of 'ways to kill a Bolgara,'// he thought as he wiped the blood off his chin and started to tape up his ribs and put a cream on the bruises.
Fifteen minutes later Alexander Harris was finally asleep.
==
The next day Xander walked into Giles's apartment with a grin.
"Hey G-man, what's u..." he got out before an enraged slayer attacked him.
"WHAT DID YOU DO TO XANDER?" Buffy screamed as she launched herself at her possessed friend.
Xander sidestepped her first charge, catching her with strike to the face. Buffy's momentum was halted by the strike just before her legs were swept out from under her. She hit the ground solidly on her back.
"Don't attack me Slayer," Xander growled before the hair on the back of his neck started to rise.
//Ooh hell... I forgot the witch,// he thought absently before the spell slowed his body down.
The last thing he saw was the Slayer's fist, before everything went black.
Xander awoke to find himself looking through the bars of a cage at his warden.
"So Oz... Wanna go kill a pig, howl at the moon, pee on a hydrant... Chase the mail man... Come on, let me out and we'll do all those amazing dog tricks, who knows... We could even end up on Letterman," he said and just chuckled when Oz shook his head.
"Ooh well... Guess I gotta do this the hard way."
//Three-thirty on a Sunday morning, one more patrol through the graveyard and then I need sleep,// he thought as he slipped into the memories the soldier gave him before he headed for the closest graveyard on his way home.
Several hours later Xander slipped into his house and moved quietly upstairs and locked himself into the bathroom.
As the door swung closed Xander moved over to the sink and spit out a mixture of blood and teeth into the sink before he rubbed his jaw to get rid of some of the pain.
//Note to self... When a Bolgara demon swings at you, letting yourself be hit so you can kill it belongs on the bottom of the list of 'ways to kill a Bolgara,'// he thought as he wiped the blood off his chin and started to tape up his ribs and put a cream on the bruises.
Fifteen minutes later Alexander Harris was finally asleep.
==
The next day Xander walked into Giles's apartment with a grin.
"Hey G-man, what's u..." he got out before an enraged slayer attacked him.
"WHAT DID YOU DO TO XANDER?" Buffy screamed as she launched herself at her possessed friend.
Xander sidestepped her first charge, catching her with strike to the face. Buffy's momentum was halted by the strike just before her legs were swept out from under her. She hit the ground solidly on her back.
"Don't attack me Slayer," Xander growled before the hair on the back of his neck started to rise.
//Ooh hell... I forgot the witch,// he thought absently before the spell slowed his body down.
The last thing he saw was the Slayer's fist, before everything went black.
Xander awoke to find himself looking through the bars of a cage at his warden.
"So Oz... Wanna go kill a pig, howl at the moon, pee on a hydrant... Chase the mail man... Come on, let me out and we'll do all those amazing dog tricks, who knows... We could even end up on Letterman," he said and just chuckled when Oz shook his head.
"Ooh well... Guess I gotta do this the hard way."
