AN: Here goes another episode of Dante on the Hellmouth. This is set during the situation with Ford.
Selene: Here you go
Jade: Yep, he's a hybrid, and a whole lot more dangerous than probably anything except the major villains that show up.
The Sithspawn: He get's a whole lot nastier than he was in the show.
Destiny's Dragon: Thanks, I am writing this at the encouragement of the person who plays the character in my current RPG campaign
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"How many vampires?" the dark haired hunter asked.
"A lot," Buffy responded.
"And we're locked in?"
"Right!"
"Perfect," Xander responded with a feral grin behind the sunglasses as he drew two oversized guns with a flourish, "Playtime!"
"Where did you get the guns?"
"Remember Halloween?"
"Yes, you get them then?"
"Put it this way, unless you want me to bring up how you acted then, don't ask," the hunter continued as he rose to his feet, "How many survivors do you think'll make it out of here with their unlife?"
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Drusilla dove for cover as the black eyed engine of destruction rose from behind cover, the harsh blasts of gunfire turning her minions into dust clouds as their heads exploded to the caucophany of a cackling laughter.
Her kitten had become a true monster, and even demons should have known better than to piss him off.
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Both pistols came up empty simultaniously and vanished into the folds of his long coat.
"Well," he commented as he adjusted one of his fingerless gloves, "That was fun, who's next?"
The remaining vampires charged him and he smiled.
"Perfect," the hybrid hunter almost purred while moving to meet them.
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A few moments later, Buffy peeked around the flipped table to survey the destruction her friend had caused.
Her eyes widened at the massive dust cloud that flooded the room, the black clad hunter stood calmly in the center of the room dusting his hands off.
"All to easy," he muttered to himself as he crouched and leaped to the catwalk by the exit, "Now to get the fuck out of here!"
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AN2: The following will not be part of this continuity, but it is here because it is the sort of thing that Dante would do if he had half a chance to do so.
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"Buffy, we've got a slight problem," Willow stammered as they met infront of the mall.
"What?" the slayer responded.
"Xander said he'd handle the Judge," the red head responded.
"What's the problem?"
"It's his 'Trust Me!' phrase that's really got me nervous at the moment," the young witch stammered.
"Oh bloody hell!" Giles managed to say as they heard a low grinding noise.
Then a tredded blur shot past them and into the mall with a high pitched cackling noise filling the air, as the Scoobies dove for cover.
"Giles, was that a tank?" Buffy asked as she peeked out.
"Apparently," the Brit responded.
"How the hell did Xander get ahold of a tank?"
"Don't ask me!"
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Xander smirked as he slipped a pair of familiar sunglasses out of his pocket and into place.
"Party time," he laughed as he plowed it through the blue demon at full throttle.