Thief in the night
Disclaimer: I don't own anything so there would be very little point in suing me. The marvelous characters in this story are owned by the people who own them and not unfortunately by me. If you don't recognize a character then it's mine, all mine.
Summary: Xander encounters the x-men but that'd just be boring so there's a twist.
Spoilers: Not really but let's say X-men 1 and Buffy season 6 to be safe.
Rating: Let's say pg-13 in case I use a bad word.
Author's note: My reward to you for reviewing. And in answer to your question Robclark. Yes.
Chapter 3 - Let the story continue.
" What did you do with the medallion?" Xander shouted as he slapped Clive across the face again the old man's head snapped back and a trickle of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.
" You ingrate after all I've done for you!" Clive shouted back trying to kick Xander in the balls. Xander slapped Clive again this time with the back of his hand splitting the old man's lip wide open. Blood spilled down Clive's chin and Xander shifted his hand to avoid getting blood on it.
" You shot me in the back and you call me ungrateful?" Xander asked angrily.
" You survived " The old man answered his voice low, trying to stare the child in front of him out.
Xander's mouth tightened and a twitch started behind his right eye he hit it with a finger and took a deep breath. It was no use killing Clive before he had the information he needed.
" Remember yet?" Xander asked his voice tight and barely controlled .
" What the hell are you on? Like I'm going to tell some punk like you anything." Clive ground out, his teeth clenched in anger.
" Look just tell me what you did with the medallion and I'll leave. You'll never see me again and you might retain the use of your legs " Xander tried an evil smile like he had seen Angel pull off. In reality he probably looked like he was trying to pass gas.
" Fuck you kid" Clive spat.
Xander struck out with a fast fist to Clive's jaw, Clive's head snapped back and threw his body off balance, the old man hit the floor and slid several inches towards the wall.
" Where is it?!" Xander hauled his leg back ready to kick Clive in the crotch.
" I sold it! " Groaned the man on the floor desperately answering the question.
" To who?" Xander demanded prodding Clive in the chest with an oversized boot.
" At the Pawn Shop across from the station, now fuck off" Clive spat a clump of blood towards Xander and struggled to pull himself into a sitting position.
"Who says I'm leaving maybe I'll stick around for awhile," Xander threatened and he couldn't help smile at the flash of fear he saw in Clive's eyes.
Something twinged inside and the feeling of triumph he just felt instantly vanished as he felt a sudden hit of guilt. What would Giles or Buffy say if they knew he was beating up an old man? Giles Especially would be very disappointed with him.
" If I see you around Clive." Xander let the threat trail off and he backed out of the room. After grabbing one of Clive's old leather jackets he left the apartment doing a quick detour to the room he had stayed in to collect his bag.
The bag wouldn't fit on the back of the motorcycle Xander had 'borrowed ' from the mansion so he left the bike out the front of Clive's with the keys in the ignition. It was easier than dumping it, within ten minutes the bike would be but a memory and a range of used parts would be on the black market.
Walking with the large duffel was awkward but Xander's entire worldly belongings were contained within its depths and he wasn't about to leave the bag behind. Eventually he made it to the train station Clive had been referring to and while they no longer had any lockers he could stow his bag in, Xander managed to sweet-talk the guy at the newsstand into minding his bag for him.
Taking a quick look at the pawnshop Xander made his way to a payphone on the street and called Sunnydale collect.
" Xander?" Giles asked immediately as soon as the line was connected.
" Hey G-man, " Xander announced instantly breaking into a cheeky smile.
" Don't you hey G-man me young man! You were supposed to call two days ago. Do you have any idea how worried I've been?!" Giles demanded and Xander grinned despite the serious tone Gile's was using.
" Sorry about that Giles I got caught up in something for a couple of days and I had to lay low for a bit. You know I would have called you if I could." Xander hurried to explain, not wanting Giles to think he hadn't cared.
" I know that Xander " Giles snapped " Why do you think I was so worried?"
" I am sorry Giles but it couldn't be helped. It wasn't the type of situation where I could just stop and make a phone call."
" Oh, Anything serious?" Giles asked and Xander knew that Gile's mind would instantly think it was something supernatural.
" Maybe, I think I may have tracked down the medallion. "
" Really you have it?" Giles sounded as excited as Xander felt, Xander smiled.
" Not yet but hopefully I'll be coming home real soon with it burning a hole in my pocket."
" Don't joke Xander, you and I both know that's exactly what could happen" Was Gile's serious reply.
" Did you find anything in the books about what it might do?"
" There's very little on the medallion but Spike is tracking down a rare volume of text that may hold an answer. At the moment most reference to it seems to be about the medallion holding a great deal of power. You'll be careful retrieving it won't you? "
" You know me Giles, Mr. Careful." Xander replied reassuring the older man.
There was a snort on the other end of the line and Xander sighed and after a quick goodbye hung up the phone and looked across at the pawnshop. An excitement he hadn't felt in months was bubbling inside him. It was stupid to be excited when he knew so little about the medallion but he had to hope. Otherwise he'd be stuck as a teenage boy for another six years and it hadn't been that easy the first time around.
Exciting the phone booth Xander spun around in surprise as a voice nearby startled him.
" Where's my bike?" Scott was leaning against a lamppost dressed from head to toe in a leather outfit. Xander cringed. Firstly for not paying attention to his surroundings, which was very hazardous in his world and Secondly because Scott had tracked him down at the one time he desperately needed to be left alone.
" What bike?" He asked playing dumb Scott took a step forward the leather creaking threateningly.
" It better not have a scratch on it " Scott warned and Xander made a face, as if to say. Sorry not going to happen.
" What happened?" Another voice asked and Logan appeared next to Scott. He too was wearing a leather outfit. Xander couldn't believe he'd missed both of them, How in hell had he survived the hellmouth if he couldn't even spot a wolf wearing a leather cat suit standing beside him?
" Nothing happened!" Xander shot back instantly on the defensive.
" Really then where is it?" Scott continued and Xander shrugged,
" I don't know where did you leave it?" Xander shot back wondering how in the name of everything shiny the pair of mutants had found him.
" Not funny, " Scott shot back and Xander rolled his eyes.
" Look it got stolen, " He offered and Scott nodded slowly
" I know I'm looking at the scumbag that stole it, "
" No I mean after I 'borrowed' it Some guy knocked me off it and roared off," Scott face broke into an expression of absolute agony. The man was distraught.
" Hey how did you find me anyway?" Xander asked looking briefly over his shoulder longingly at the pawnshop. Only to find Jean standing a few feet behind him the trio had him surrounded. Unlike Logan and Scott, Jean made her leather look damn sexy.
" The Professor found you, he has a machine that tracks mutants. " Logan explained.
Well that didn't make sense Xander wasn't a mutant. At least he was pretty sure he wasn't a mutant. Maybe the machine whatever it was had picked up on the change Xander had been through recently.
" So why'd you run anyway?" Logan continued and Xander shrugged.
" I had things to do and I didn't think you'd just let me leave " Xander explained trying to keep his voice casual.
" Well you were right. It's not safe for you to be in the city by yourself, and we've seen what your friends are capable of doing to you. " Jean countered behind him
" I can take care of myself. So you guys can ." Xander trailed the sentence off by flicking his hand back and forwards motioning down the street,
" Don't get smart kid," Scott snapped as he took a step forward.
" Just leave, I've got things to do " Xander pleaded taking a small step back away from Scott.
" Not without you " Logan warned and Xander rolled his eyes.
He was so close to the medallion. So close to finding out what had happened to him. So close to maybe reversing it.
" Thanks for your offer and I'm really grateful but I gotta fly." Xander shot back.
With a slight spring of his legs Xander suddenly leapt high into the air, springing up onto the side of the train station, and then almost like he was flying he hauled himself up the side of the building and onto the roof.
" That was a fairly decent show of strength. " A congratulatory voice announced as he landed on the roof.
Xander stared at the leather-clad old man in front of him in complete disbelief.
" Who the hell are you?" Xander demanded.
The old man smiled.
" My name is Magneto and I believe that you and I can be great friends. "
To be continued.
But only if you're nice and you review.
AN: There you go a cliffhanger. So same deal, you guys review and I'll give you the next part.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything so there would be very little point in suing me. The marvelous characters in this story are owned by the people who own them and not unfortunately by me. If you don't recognize a character then it's mine, all mine.
Summary: Xander encounters the x-men but that'd just be boring so there's a twist.
Spoilers: Not really but let's say X-men 1 and Buffy season 6 to be safe.
Rating: Let's say pg-13 in case I use a bad word.
Author's note: My reward to you for reviewing. And in answer to your question Robclark. Yes.
Chapter 3 - Let the story continue.
" What did you do with the medallion?" Xander shouted as he slapped Clive across the face again the old man's head snapped back and a trickle of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.
" You ingrate after all I've done for you!" Clive shouted back trying to kick Xander in the balls. Xander slapped Clive again this time with the back of his hand splitting the old man's lip wide open. Blood spilled down Clive's chin and Xander shifted his hand to avoid getting blood on it.
" You shot me in the back and you call me ungrateful?" Xander asked angrily.
" You survived " The old man answered his voice low, trying to stare the child in front of him out.
Xander's mouth tightened and a twitch started behind his right eye he hit it with a finger and took a deep breath. It was no use killing Clive before he had the information he needed.
" Remember yet?" Xander asked his voice tight and barely controlled .
" What the hell are you on? Like I'm going to tell some punk like you anything." Clive ground out, his teeth clenched in anger.
" Look just tell me what you did with the medallion and I'll leave. You'll never see me again and you might retain the use of your legs " Xander tried an evil smile like he had seen Angel pull off. In reality he probably looked like he was trying to pass gas.
" Fuck you kid" Clive spat.
Xander struck out with a fast fist to Clive's jaw, Clive's head snapped back and threw his body off balance, the old man hit the floor and slid several inches towards the wall.
" Where is it?!" Xander hauled his leg back ready to kick Clive in the crotch.
" I sold it! " Groaned the man on the floor desperately answering the question.
" To who?" Xander demanded prodding Clive in the chest with an oversized boot.
" At the Pawn Shop across from the station, now fuck off" Clive spat a clump of blood towards Xander and struggled to pull himself into a sitting position.
"Who says I'm leaving maybe I'll stick around for awhile," Xander threatened and he couldn't help smile at the flash of fear he saw in Clive's eyes.
Something twinged inside and the feeling of triumph he just felt instantly vanished as he felt a sudden hit of guilt. What would Giles or Buffy say if they knew he was beating up an old man? Giles Especially would be very disappointed with him.
" If I see you around Clive." Xander let the threat trail off and he backed out of the room. After grabbing one of Clive's old leather jackets he left the apartment doing a quick detour to the room he had stayed in to collect his bag.
The bag wouldn't fit on the back of the motorcycle Xander had 'borrowed ' from the mansion so he left the bike out the front of Clive's with the keys in the ignition. It was easier than dumping it, within ten minutes the bike would be but a memory and a range of used parts would be on the black market.
Walking with the large duffel was awkward but Xander's entire worldly belongings were contained within its depths and he wasn't about to leave the bag behind. Eventually he made it to the train station Clive had been referring to and while they no longer had any lockers he could stow his bag in, Xander managed to sweet-talk the guy at the newsstand into minding his bag for him.
Taking a quick look at the pawnshop Xander made his way to a payphone on the street and called Sunnydale collect.
" Xander?" Giles asked immediately as soon as the line was connected.
" Hey G-man, " Xander announced instantly breaking into a cheeky smile.
" Don't you hey G-man me young man! You were supposed to call two days ago. Do you have any idea how worried I've been?!" Giles demanded and Xander grinned despite the serious tone Gile's was using.
" Sorry about that Giles I got caught up in something for a couple of days and I had to lay low for a bit. You know I would have called you if I could." Xander hurried to explain, not wanting Giles to think he hadn't cared.
" I know that Xander " Giles snapped " Why do you think I was so worried?"
" I am sorry Giles but it couldn't be helped. It wasn't the type of situation where I could just stop and make a phone call."
" Oh, Anything serious?" Giles asked and Xander knew that Gile's mind would instantly think it was something supernatural.
" Maybe, I think I may have tracked down the medallion. "
" Really you have it?" Giles sounded as excited as Xander felt, Xander smiled.
" Not yet but hopefully I'll be coming home real soon with it burning a hole in my pocket."
" Don't joke Xander, you and I both know that's exactly what could happen" Was Gile's serious reply.
" Did you find anything in the books about what it might do?"
" There's very little on the medallion but Spike is tracking down a rare volume of text that may hold an answer. At the moment most reference to it seems to be about the medallion holding a great deal of power. You'll be careful retrieving it won't you? "
" You know me Giles, Mr. Careful." Xander replied reassuring the older man.
There was a snort on the other end of the line and Xander sighed and after a quick goodbye hung up the phone and looked across at the pawnshop. An excitement he hadn't felt in months was bubbling inside him. It was stupid to be excited when he knew so little about the medallion but he had to hope. Otherwise he'd be stuck as a teenage boy for another six years and it hadn't been that easy the first time around.
Exciting the phone booth Xander spun around in surprise as a voice nearby startled him.
" Where's my bike?" Scott was leaning against a lamppost dressed from head to toe in a leather outfit. Xander cringed. Firstly for not paying attention to his surroundings, which was very hazardous in his world and Secondly because Scott had tracked him down at the one time he desperately needed to be left alone.
" What bike?" He asked playing dumb Scott took a step forward the leather creaking threateningly.
" It better not have a scratch on it " Scott warned and Xander made a face, as if to say. Sorry not going to happen.
" What happened?" Another voice asked and Logan appeared next to Scott. He too was wearing a leather outfit. Xander couldn't believe he'd missed both of them, How in hell had he survived the hellmouth if he couldn't even spot a wolf wearing a leather cat suit standing beside him?
" Nothing happened!" Xander shot back instantly on the defensive.
" Really then where is it?" Scott continued and Xander shrugged,
" I don't know where did you leave it?" Xander shot back wondering how in the name of everything shiny the pair of mutants had found him.
" Not funny, " Scott shot back and Xander rolled his eyes.
" Look it got stolen, " He offered and Scott nodded slowly
" I know I'm looking at the scumbag that stole it, "
" No I mean after I 'borrowed' it Some guy knocked me off it and roared off," Scott face broke into an expression of absolute agony. The man was distraught.
" Hey how did you find me anyway?" Xander asked looking briefly over his shoulder longingly at the pawnshop. Only to find Jean standing a few feet behind him the trio had him surrounded. Unlike Logan and Scott, Jean made her leather look damn sexy.
" The Professor found you, he has a machine that tracks mutants. " Logan explained.
Well that didn't make sense Xander wasn't a mutant. At least he was pretty sure he wasn't a mutant. Maybe the machine whatever it was had picked up on the change Xander had been through recently.
" So why'd you run anyway?" Logan continued and Xander shrugged.
" I had things to do and I didn't think you'd just let me leave " Xander explained trying to keep his voice casual.
" Well you were right. It's not safe for you to be in the city by yourself, and we've seen what your friends are capable of doing to you. " Jean countered behind him
" I can take care of myself. So you guys can ." Xander trailed the sentence off by flicking his hand back and forwards motioning down the street,
" Don't get smart kid," Scott snapped as he took a step forward.
" Just leave, I've got things to do " Xander pleaded taking a small step back away from Scott.
" Not without you " Logan warned and Xander rolled his eyes.
He was so close to the medallion. So close to finding out what had happened to him. So close to maybe reversing it.
" Thanks for your offer and I'm really grateful but I gotta fly." Xander shot back.
With a slight spring of his legs Xander suddenly leapt high into the air, springing up onto the side of the train station, and then almost like he was flying he hauled himself up the side of the building and onto the roof.
" That was a fairly decent show of strength. " A congratulatory voice announced as he landed on the roof.
Xander stared at the leather-clad old man in front of him in complete disbelief.
" Who the hell are you?" Xander demanded.
The old man smiled.
" My name is Magneto and I believe that you and I can be great friends. "
To be continued.
But only if you're nice and you review.
AN: There you go a cliffhanger. So same deal, you guys review and I'll give you the next part.