Thanks for the reviews guy's. Now to dogbertcarroll, I'm aware of the whole tribal war scenario, but it's documented fact that a few times, only a few that I know of where they did kidnap certain villagers. The only thing I'm not sure about is the time era that I put up.
And tolayce74 I'm not going to have Xander screw up that bad. lol
on with the next chapter.
Chapter 3
Xander woke up sweating, biting down an urge to scream in terror. God. It's been a month since I've had one of those dreams. The same dreams he'd had every since that halloween incident month's earlier.
Shaking off the sounds of gunfire and the screams of the dying he tossed the sheets off him, and pushed off the huge bed, and looked around. He had almost forgotten that he wasn't in Sunnydale anymore.
The dreams were starting to get odd though. They used to be predictable, terrifying, but predictable. Like flashbacks from old war movies, except he was actually there instead of just watching. Now they were different.
They had the same feelings, but the subject matter had changed. Instead of Vietnam, or a Black Ops mission, he was fighting demons and vamps. Xander figured that he should have expected that twist sooner or later, but it just didn't sit well with him.
Shrugging it off he got fully out of bed and took a quick shower. As he got dressed he made it downstairs to the kitchen, to find Sheila cooking breakfast. A sight he wasn't used to. At home he would never have anyone fixing his breakfast. His mom and dad were to drunk and passed out for that.
"Good mornin' Xander. Did you sleep well?" Sheila asked.
"Not really." Xander blurted out not thinking as he sat at the large mahogany table.
"Do you want ta' talk about it?" she asked as she walked over to the table with a plate of food. Which consisted of bacon, eggs, toast, and a twinky. She just had a cup of coffee for herself.
"Not really." Xander managed to get out as he dug into his food. She watched him eat half bemused, until she decided to change the subject.
"Well den tell me about yourself and your family. If we are to be livin' together, I would like to know more about ya'." To her surprise Xander had a pained expression on his face as she asked him this. An expression of pain she once had long ago. Just as fast as it was there it was gone.
"There's not much to tell." he finally said as he started back eating. Shiela grabbed his hand and gave it a gentle squeeze before she started talking.
"Xander listen ta' me." she said making him look up at her. "I've been in alot of pain in me life and I know how you feel. So please if anythin' is botherin' you den tell me about it. Because I know talking helps, trust me."
Xander let out a sigh, before he told her of his life. Not knowing why , he told her about all the times he had been beaten and abused. All the times he had come home to find his parents drunken into oblivion. And all the times that he had been verbily abused and called worthless.
"Oh, Xander." she said sympathetically as she caressed his cheek. "It seems dat me and you are one in de same."
"What do you mean?" Xander asked. To his surprise she stood up and turned her back to him. As she lifted up the back of her shirt, she revealed a large whelp mark on her lower back.
"Oh my God." Xander said as he traced his fingers on the mark. "Who the hell did this to you?"
"Jus' like you it was someone I cared about." she replied as she lowered her shirt and sat down.
The two sat in uncomfortable silence until Sheila began to speak.
"So now do you want ta' tell me about your dream?"
"Oh ahhh..." Xander was cut a bit off guard by the question. 'Sure tell her I was posessed by a soldier for halloween and now I'm cursed with his memories.' he thought bitterly to himself. 'Well whatever I say i better say it quick. she's starting to look at me funny.'
"Earlier this year on halloween, this guy came to town and put some kind of drug into the custumes, me and my friends bought from him. It was some kind of drug that messed with the mind. It messed us up pretty bad but we got back to normal. Except me for some reason. Every night I keep having nightmares about demons and vampires." he said the last part not really thinking.
'Damn i put my foot in my mouth again.' he thought to himself. 'A grown man, well almost grown man having nightmares about demons. she'll think I'm crazy now.' he thought as he looked up at her. To his surprise she just looked thoughtfully at him.
"So what was dis man's name?" she finally asked after a few moments.
"His name was Ethan Rayne." Xander said as he started to un-wrap his Twinky.
"Ethan Rayne, de arch mage!" she exploded. Almost making Xander drop his Twinky with the harshness of her voice. "Why da hell did dat old fool attack you and your friends?" she asked.
"You know Ethan? But how?" he asked.
"Let's just say dat we have some history together. Now why did he attack you and your friends?" she pressed.
"Well it's probably because of Giles?"
"You know Giles too?" 'Man this is getting wierder and wierder.' Xander thought to himself.
"Yes, I helped dem two banish a demon a long time ago." (she was talking about Eyghon. I'll explain later in the story about this.)
"So you know all about demons and the like then?" Xander asked timidly.
"Yes I do."
"Thank God..." he said in relief. " I was running out of lies to tell you if you kept asking questions." he said only to get a smile from her.
"So how do you know about demons?" she asked as she sat back down and drunk from her coffee.
"Because I live in Sunnydale." he replied only to have her look at blankly. "You know home of the hellmouth." he added.
"The Hellmouth!" she shouted as she nearly dropped her coffee mug. As a little girl she had heard of the hellmouth before but always thought it to be a myth.
"Yeah it's pretty much demon central." he replied as he stuffed the whole twinkie in his mouth. She looked at him with a thoughtful expression on her face before she found the voice to talk.
"Xander dare is somebody who might be able to help you with your dreams. I'll take you to her after we go clothes shopping for you first." she said as she took another sip of her coffee.
"What's wrong with my clothes." Xander mumbled as he swallowed the twinkie. Shiela only gave him a bemused smile as she looked at his hideous haiwaiin shirt.
"What?"
TBC....
