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The One Who Sees
By Vinya

"I'm gonna do what any man would do about it. Something damn manly."
Xander to Larry

Chapter 3
He strode through the school quickly, ignoring the passing glances and stares of people who he pushed past. There weren't many of them, it was still early after all- but there was enough to make him feel like he was being watched behind his back.Climbing the stairs he continued on until he had reached the third floor, on the far end of the school. As far as he could possibly get from his 'friends'. They were supposed to trust him! Share with him! Wait for him!

Instead Buffy was having dreams of him being all dark and evil… it wasn't exactly a major motivator on the friend front. It hurt.

'And what if…' he thought to himself slowly, 'What if she was right? What if it was a slayer dream? A warning of the future? A future where he couldn't be trusted. A future where he stood up against the forces of good- and was successful? Powerful?'

It wasn't just the fact that he would hurt his friends that scared him- but the fact that he could. That one day he would be powerful enough to take down a slayer, and her friends. On the same level of a master Vampire.

God- what if he was a Vampire? What if he got bit on day, and ended up attacking and taking down his friends one by one?

She said he had power. Magical or physical? Now he wished he hadn't stomped away so quickly- but then that was scaring him too. This feeling… he had never been the one on top before. The one who could bring everybody else down. He had never before been in any position of power.

And now he knew he could… but at the price of his friends. Maybe his soul.

Apparently his eye.

Looking around he spotted a lounge, and without a moments thought he sat down to consider what was going to happen now. They knew the future… so what do they do about it? He knew it was something he should have been discussing with the other Scooby's, but… no. They were going to have second thoughts about having him in the group now, and that wasn't something he wanted to deal with right now.

So… the future. He had watched enough science fiction to know that time wasn't something to be messed with. It might be because of his actions that the future turned out bad. But then, it could be from inaction as well.

…The future was just too confusing.

He blinked, and for a moment wondered just what that feeling was. Somebody watching him. He turned quickly, and there was Jonathan on the couch, staring. "What?" he asked bluntly, maybe a bit rudely.

"Nothin'," was the sad reply.

Xander bit back a reply, and stood up to leave. Just because he was feeling down, he knew, was no reason to infect others. "Look Jon," he said slowly, "Sorry. I'm just… you know. Trouble in paradise."

He nodded, and went back to his book. Xander was about to leave, when he saw just how old the book looked. "What's that?"

"This?" Jon replied, "Um… just a book. I got it out of the library. Magick and stuff. It's pretty cool."

"Yeah?"

"Uh huh."

"…You found the naked girls sacrifices, right?"

Jon turned beet red as Xander laughed- not at him, just in general. "You think I spend all that time in the library and never would have found out myself?"

Five minutes later Xander was back in the library, Jonathan at his side with his books under his arm.

"Hey guys," Xander said happily, a complete turn over from his previous mood, "We want to find out the future- I got just the guy."

And they all began to stare at poor Jonathan.

To be Continued