Title: Divine Damnation

Author: DhampyrX2

Rating: PG-13 for language and supernatural violence

Summary: Yet another secret origins of Xander fic that my twisted little brain cooked up.

Timeframe: Post Season 7

Disclaimer: I own nothing. I do this for fun. Please don't sue me.

OOC Question: Who do you think would be the best choice to pair up with this version of Xander?


"What can I do for you..." Xander began to ask with his best disarming grin.

"Not here, mister. Let's go to my room." the speaker replied.

Xander grinned nervously as he responded, "I'm flattered, Wills, but I thought you were over me. Besides, I don't think Kennedy is into that sort of thing."

"NOW, Xander." the red headed Wicca seethed.

"...okay." Xander eeped, as she grabbed him by the arm and dragged him out of the kitchen.
As Xander was being dragged off for what could possibly be a very ugly confrontation, Other situations that could were brewing elsewhere through the realms of Asgard, Valhalla, and Nifelheim...

Peroth was idly reading her new manga when her terminal in the Rival Relief Office beeped, alerting her a new message. She let out a slightly despondent sigh, still upset that she was unable to snag Keiichi from Belldandy, as she read the new post to the Yggdrasil systems divine Intranet. Her countenance brightened considerably as she read the post...

GENERAL NOTICE: Class 1, Category 2 demon lord Alexander, third in command to Dai Makaichou Hild, if has been released from the seals of his recent wish granting assignment. Although he is considered a low priority threat unless directly provoked, all kami should be aware of his return to active duty and assume necessary precautions, where needed...

The goddess of Moments that last Forever zoned out after reading that much. She was too busy contemplating new possibilities at that point. He's actually back, how wonderful! To think I was so caught up with Belldandy's little mortal, I almost forgot about Alex. This is surely a sign from kami-sama(not that she would bother to actually ASK him, or anything). I wasn't meant to take Keiichi. I was meant to do as I've intended to for the last seventy years. I will seduce...er that is /encourage/ that delicious hunk of demon to leave Nifelheim and join us here in Asgard!

With that thought in mind, she called in to her shift supervisor to request some time off. She had to make...preparations.

In the Greco-Roman sector, similar thoughts were running through the heads of two other goddesses. One was Venus(call her Aphrodite and she'll beat you senseless), Roman goddess of Love and Beauty. The other was Nike, Greek goddess of victory. It was funny happenstance that both came running out of their appointed chambers on Olympus at the same time and collided rather painfully in a heap.

"Hi, Venus! Where are you going in such a hurry?" the rather upbeat brunette victory goddess asked as she dusted off her ivory wings.

The sultry blonde Venus adjusted her blue silk micro-dress as she replied, "Oh, just off to meet an old friend."

Nike's right eye twitched a bit even as she replied, "Oh, me too! Isn't that...nice?"

Venus, who was not stupid, even if she did use the occasional 'Valley-girl' act to seduce men intimidated by brains in a gorgeous goddess, replied, "He's mine, you overgrown canary. Back off." in an icy tone.

The usually sweet Nike snorted indignantly as she responded, "Like I would concede /victory/ to you. Did you forget what my domain was when you hit your head just now? Only someone pure and good like me can convince Alexander to join us here."

Venus chortled haughtily as she responded, "As if some Hawkgirl twit whose best accomplishment in the last millennium was to have a shoe company named after her can compete with a 'Love' goddess of my caliber."

"There are plenty of succubae in Nifelheim if Alex just wants a good screw, Venus. And the best thing you're known for anymore is an armless statue in a French museum. At least I have name recognition. And a /decent/ reputation." Nike sniped back.

From a safe distance on the sidelines, Aphrodite, Ares, and Eris(also known as Discord) were watching the soon to be brawl with mild interest.

"I know Alex is hot, and the big man's son and all, but this is just ridiculous." Eris sniffed as she wiped her black-polished nails on her shirt.

"It's the competition more than anything, sis. I doubt they even think about what Alex actually wants. Just that the other doesn't get him." Ares commented from beside her.

"Like, makes me glad I married Hephy a long time ago. Being seen acting like that is sooo not cool." 'Dite chimed in even as light danced across her face while the two feuding goddesses began to hurl mana bolts at each other.

"Sad part is, Alex doesn't even know it gets like this between them because he's not allowed this far into Heaven without escort, and they'd never want to look bad in front of him" Discord added, shaking her head.

"Oh, he knows." Ares commented with certainty. "He has Urd and Skuld for sisters. As someone who has you two, and Athena, for sisters, I can assure you he knows the signs of barely restrained catfight."

"Like, totally." Aphrodite chimed in.
As the heavens lit up in a fight that would translate into a freak lightning storm over southern Wyoming for some inexplicable reason, Mara had just informed a group of about a dozen Nifelheim and Makai breed succubae (think Morrigan from Darkstalkers, but with varying hair colors) of Xander's free roaming status. Unfortunately for the poor demon, they were mow planning their own vacations on Midgard.

It was truly unfortunate that Mara both enjoyed a bit of harmless chaos at the expense of Urd's brother, and that she was still upset at him calling her 'babe'.
Xander tried to ignore the multiple shivers running up and down his spine as Willow dragged him up to her room, her famous resolve face firmly in place.

Once they were in the room, she sat him forcefully at her desk, before going to her door and locking it. From there, Willow began to pace angrily unsure of just what to say, or how to say it. This gave Xander ample time to worry.

Does she know? Did she sense my powers? Or is she just pissed off about the whole spell-lie thing? Damned if this wont end well... Xander thought to himself idly as he watched his oldest /mortal/ friend pace.

Finally, after ten minutes of tense silence, Willow stormed over to her computer and cleared the active screen saver. She called up video file and played it in front of Xander, clearly expecting him to watch it. What he saw was not of the good, in his humble opinion...
"Tara was teaching me to read auras when she and Willow were broken up, and yours read...well...too perfectly human. It was like a totally flawless credit and criminal record in the business world. It just screamed 'Agent with a cover story' to anyone who bothers to look past the surface. I wasn't certain there was something extra about you until you survived being hit with Willow's powers like you did, though. Only gods and demons would be naturally immune to that level of human magic energy..."

"What makes you think you won't be /my/ slave, little mortal? I am a big bad demon and the son of the ruler of a Hell dimension after all."

"I'm just picturing how much all this will blow up in my face even if we do hide it for a while. Any way I slice this, half-god or not, which after that ditz Glory is /not/ working in my favor, I'm still a high powered demon that's lied to every mortal under this roof. The fact that I couldn't reveal myself under penalty from the Ultimate Force won't mean anything to anyone but Giles and Willow. Add to that my Mom is the Dai Makaichou for Nifelheim, my Father is the /BIG/ man up top, and the fact that Buffy would have serious power envy now even if she wasn't already pissed at me. This is going to get ugly on an epic scale. She'll blame me for every bad thing that happened to her, and every good thing that didn't happen, because I have the ears of both sides."

"Will either never speak to me again, try to exorcise the demon 'possessing' me, or just plain old freak out until I can explain everything in enough detail it will take a couple of eons to go over..."

"They made her a valkyrie? Well that's better than those fourth class idiots in the PTB were using her for."


"Care to get started on those eons of explanations, mister Class 1 Category 2 demon?" She asked frostily as Xander gaped at the video files.

"You have my room /bugged/?" Xander replied incredulously. "What kind of sick...god I can't believe I didn't think of this."

"It's not the issue here, /Alexander./" Willow replied angrily.

"Does Andrew know about this? Because it is /not/ a comfort to think the little nut could have the opportunity to watch me sleep." He demanded.

That made Willow roll her eyes as she replied, "Like I'd risk letting him pull a Revenge of the Nerds routine with any of us. No, this was Buffy's request, your room is the only one with cameras, and so far, I'm the only one to have seen, or heard, it. Now start explaining just /what/ I'm seeing, because it goes against everything I've ever known."

Xander hung his head for a moment before he sighed heavily. "It's all true, Wills. Everything there is true." he said hollowly.

Willow rolled her eyes yet again as she walked up and slapped Xander hard on the chest, eliciting a "Hey, ow!" from him. "I know it's true, Xander. The woman crawling up out of a CD kind of drove that home. But I want to hear it all from /you/. Not explaining things to Dawn, or reminiscing with some woman I've never met. You and me, one on one."

"Hey, I'm like the top of the food chain here in power. Why should I listen to you making demands?" Xander challenged.

Willow just raised her eyebrow in answer, making Xander realize this was still his Willow, resolve face and all, and he couldn't deny her if she wanted him to explain. He caved easily without her saying a word. So he explained. He told her about his family, about his job and his life as a half-deity, half-demon. Finally, after a couple of hours he explained about Jessica Harris' wish, the restrictions it placed on him, and what it meant now that they were gone. He even went over his recon assignment with the Wicca, knowing that if he held back he could lose a friendship he had treasured for his entire human tenure.

"So, that's it, huh?" Willow asked distantly, as she sat on her bed.

"Yeah." Xander replied tiredly.

After a few minutes of tense silence the redhead stood angrily and snapped, "Why didn't you ever tell me? You were my best friend, and now...now...i...it's like I never knew the real you. Your just some fraud made up to fool we pathetic mortals. I...my friendship never meant anything..."

That made Xander stand in agitation as he retorted, "That's not true! Willow, gods, did you ever think this was part of the reason I never mentioned what I was? You freaking out over it? Of course that ignores the parts where I could have been in /serious/ trouble for breach of contract for telling you. My mother would not have been able to show favoritism for something backed by the Ultimate Force, Willow. I would have been in the kind of trouble that would have made a life as Snyder's homosexual love slave seem pleasant by comparison."

Willow recoiled in disgust at that image, even a she nodded slightly, her eyes welling with tears. "Ewww." she said. After a moment's pause to collect herself she responded, "Alright, you couldn't tell me. I get that. It doesn't make this any easier. It still feels like our life as friends was lie, though."

"Wills, I'm still me. Jessica's wish was for someone like /me/ to be her son. The Yggdrasil system dictates that no two people are the same, so the Ultimate Force required /me/ to become her son to fulfill the wish. I didn't change, I just had to grow up as a mortal human for a while. You...you're still my friend. I'm still your Xander, Wills." he pleaded.

The wicca looked deep into his eyes, as his disguise field did not affect her, while he spoke. There was no deception there. Demon or not, there were the same brown orbs she could read better than anyone's. He was telling the truth. "You're still my Xander." she repeated weakly.

Xander beamed a smile that had inadvertently charmed more than one being capable of rearranging whole continents as he came in and hugged his mortal friend. "Yeah, I am. Are you still my Willow?" he whispered as he held her.

"Always." she replied into where she had buried herself in his shirt.

They held onto each other for a while before Willow asked, "where do we go from here, Xander?"

The demon sighed as he let her go to look into her eyes as he replied, "I work my new assignment. You've heard, and been told, how serious it all is."

"What about the others?", Willow asked weakly.

"I don't know, Wills. I need to fill in Giles, I think. But I obviously can't tell Buff in the state she's in. Not without her army of mini-me's coming for me with her at the head of the charge. The whole thing's going to get worse before it gets better." Xander answered.

"Sorry I let the lie slip out, Xander. I didn't want this all to happen to you." Willow said. After a pregnant pause, she asked, "So when do I get to meet these sisters of yours I've heard so little about?"

Xander shrugged in reply as he answered, "Urd could show up whenever. Bell and Skuld will probably call first, so I can let you know."

"Have I mentioned yet how weird it is that the Nose incarnations of Fate are your sisters?" the wicca asked.

"You think the concept is weird? Wait until you meet some of my family. You have not yet begun to see weird." Xander assured her with a laugh.

END PART 5