Knights in Slaying Service II Author: Tohonomike Disclaimer: All characters belong to their rightful owners. Joss/ME characters especially not mine. I do not and cannot make money off of this, but for feedback, I might come up with something more/better. Rating : PG-13 to PG-17; for general demonic horror content...

Parent-Teacher Night

The four followed the boy toward the school. He'd told them of Spike's presence and plan to kill the Slayer, Buffy, and they'd headed up from LA as soon as the plane had landed, renting a helicopter to Sunnydale. Dark and weaponed, the five approached the entrance to the gymnasium as the power seemed to cut out. Spike would be denied his glory.

Spike was still poking the poles into the ceiling, trying to locate Buffy in the pandemonium. Five figures dressed in black leather enter the room, all shaking dust off them. There'd been three minions left to guard the door. William the Bloody ran down the hall, ordering his other four minions to attack. A moment later, the sounds of a fight behind him, Spike runs into Buffy as she's just finished off Sheila.

"Fe, fi, fo fum," he smiles and manages a glancing blow to her head with the pole he'd been using, "I smell the blood of a nice ripe girl."

"Do we really need weapons for this?" Buffy asks, axe in hand.

"I just like them," Spike smirked, "They make me feel all manly." He drops the pole and slowly steps toward Buffy. She drops the axe, "The last Slayer I killed... she begged for her life." Buffy slowly walks to the middle of the hall, watching him intently. "You don't strike me as the begging kind."

Gunfire sounds from where the minions had engaged the human hunters.

Joyce is following everyone out through the stacks when she stops and wonders what happened to her daughter.

"Come on, everyone," Giles urges the parents and students, "This way!"

"You shouldn'ta come here," Buffy told the vampire.

"No. I've messed up your doilies and stuff. But I just got so bored," he smirked, "I'll tell you what. As a personal favor from me to you I'll make it quick. It won't hurt a bit." They exchange a flurry of blows, not noticing he building has gone quiet except for a scream from the hall with the hunters.

"No, Spike," Buffy said, avoiding a punch but landing several, "It's gonna hurt a lot." Spike grabs her arm and shoves her into the wall. She avoids his follow-up, which goes right into the wall itself, giving her a chance to kick him hard in the stones from behind.

""Now, that hurt!" he gasped in rage, 'game face' fully present as he rips a stud from the damaged wall, "But not as much as this will."

He stands over her and wields the improvised weapon behind his head to slam it into her, but he gets hit in the head with the axe. He goes sprawling to the floor and looks up to see Joyce Summers standing above him with the axe in her hands, ready to swing again.

"You get the hell away from my daughter!" the woman screamed at the yellow-eyed demon, "You thing!" Spike holds the stud above himself to protect against any blows, struggling up. He takes two bullets in the side, screams and runs, receiving four more devastating shots as his last minion dusts, making it through the lounge and out the broken window with a destroyed face and several shattered ribs.

"Nobody lays a hand on my little girl," Joyce exhales, then moves to embrace her daughter as five figures quickly move to give chase to the vampire.

Half an hour later and five minions later, they return to the school as Buffy and Joyce are leaving.

"And tomorrow, after school, you're going to explain everything, young lady, especially that white-haired man trying to kill you." Joyce looks up as most of the dark-clad group gets back into a sedan, two approaching her and Buffy.

"Stay away from my daughter," Joyce told them sternly just before their faces entered the light, receiving matching chuckles as they did.

"I don't feel that way about Buffy anymore, Mrs. Summers," Xander joked as both mother and daughter gasped slightly as they realized one of them was Xander. Buffy noticed the way her mom looked at Xander's dad.

"Oh, mom, this is Gene, Xander's dad," Buffy introduced, the man shaking hands as Joyce smiled, as Xander went into the building to find Willow, "Gene, Joyce Summers, my mom."

"Please to meet you, Joyce, Xander's told me a lot about you."

"He never mentioned he had a famous father," she demurred, "So what brings you to Sunnydale?" Buffy looked confused at the turn in conversation.

"Other than saving you lovely ladies from vampires?" he smirked, then chuckled, "Well it is Parent-Teacher Night…"

Sunnydale High Library, After School.

"Yeah," Buffy told Jenny and Giles about the previous evening after they'd parted, "And then mom got real funny when I introduced her to Xadner's real dad, who turns out to have his own group of demon-hunter rock band guys."

"Really?" Jenny asked, not expecting it of Xander, "Who is he?"

"Gene Simmons, his band is called KISS, I think."

"Good Lord!"

"Awesome!"

"Ah, must be talking about me or my dad," Xander remarked as he entered the Library, sitting down next to Willow.

"Why didn't you tell me who your father was Xander?" Willow asked, starting to build a resolve-face.

"I did, Wills, the first night back."

"You said he was Gene Simmons, not THE Gene Simmmons…" she stressed, only to get looks of disbelief from the adults and Xander, "And you never did tell us what you did this summer."

"Every time it came up, vampires showed up," Xander reasoned, receiving nods from his two best friends, "And since I suddenly fill in as a guitarist at the Bronze when some group needs somebody, I just thought you already knew."

"W-well what about the blades Buffy says you've been using?" Giles asked, "In our training we haven't reached that far."

"Well, they're twin wakasashis with holy symbols and ironwood tips," the young man replied, "And in training you're having us work with staves first."

"So what else did you do this summer?" Jenny Calendar asked.

"Well, while training and getting know the old man, I finished up the tour, saw some cities in Europe, then we went to Japan, they like the band there, and we trained a bunch more with a bunch of mystical warrior-monk types."

"D-did you see London?" Giles asked.

"July 5th was the final gig, and I actually had a really decent cup of tea. Only this once I'm going to admit you British might still have something better than us," Xander finished, looking at his watch, "Oops, time to go, I have another session with Master Lee before I come back here for Watcher training."

"Um, Xander…" Willow began.

"Dressy casual, we're still on, I'm thinking Chinese and we'll study math after, okay?"

"You two are dating?" Buffy asked.

"We're going out as just maybe more than friends, Buff," Xander smiled, "But not that far along yet. I have no idea what I want so I'm not going to start something and quit later."

"Mr. Mature-Guy, wow," Buffy replied with raised eyebrows.

"I'm known for being mature…"

His statement was greeted by snickers and a surprise howl of laughter from Giles.