A/N Thanks for all the reviews. To The Mad Dragon, Xander want change into his final devil form until later in the story. So keep reading and you'll see what happens. I just don't want Xander to be too powerful where he easily defeats everybody. And thanks for the review.
Chapter 9
The Old One Walketh The Earth
Xander looked at the self-proclaimed lord of darkness with fear and awe. Lord Ahriman seemed to stand over seven feet tall with black skin, horns, large hooved feet, big rippling muscles, and the face of what could be best described as a bulls.
"Don't worry son of Sparda." Ahriman said in a deep possessed voice that seemed to echo into the night. "I'm not going to kill you yet. I still need you alive."
'That's reassuring.' Xander thought to himself as he suddenly remembered Angela, who was desperately clinging onto the back of his jacket tightly. "Angie, listen to me." Xander said, not taking his eye's off of Lord Ahriman. "I need you to find somewhere to hide."
"But..."
"No but's just go!" Xander yelled out as he gently pushed her away. As she searched for a place to hide, she looked up and saw a dumpster and hid behind it.
"How touching." Ahriman said as he looked from Xander to where Angela was hiding, with large cold golden eye's. "How much you care for these humans. It's just like your father."
"I've had enough of this dialogue." Xander said as he was bathed in a white light. And just like before power surged through his body and his hair turned white. "Let's rock." he said as he ran at Ahriman at top speed. But Ahriman was faster.
Little was known to Xander, but as the two were talking, the whole time Ahriman was gathering up power. He couldn't believe that Xander couldn't feel his increase in power or that the stones and the street itself started to rumble as he gathered his energy. Just as Xander ran straight forward, knowing that he wouldn't be able to avoid the attack he unleashed his power.
"Fist of Destiny!" Ahriman growled out as golden flecks of power surged from his right fist. Not being able to stop his momentum, Xander could only run into the large golden orb that his nemesis had produced. With the sound of a sonic boom as Angela could witness, the force of the blast made Xander fly deep into the city.
Kendra could only smile as she walked around the art gallery with Miss Summers and Miss Harris. She couldn't remember when the last time she had ever had fun like this. Then she thought about her last thought and realized that she had never had fun like this before. And it was all because a boy had asked her to live with him.
Honestly she didn't know how to feel about Xander. At first she hated him, because he was a demon, but after getting to know him she was becoming quite taken with him. Not in a sexual way, but they had almost what Kendra thought a brother and sister type relationship should be. He was so patient with her and answered all of her questions. He had even promised her that, Slayer or no Slayer, he would give his life to make sure that she had a long and the most close to normal life as possible.
He was in contrast completely different from her Watcher. Mr. Zabuto was strict and ruley, where Xander was light-hearted and kind. That was what made Kendra so nervous about when Mr. Zabuto was coming into town. He already didn't fancy the idea of a Slayer having allies, especially one of whom was a demon. Son of Sparda or not.
What made Xander so special, was that he would listen to her and give her advice. The only dark secret she didn't tell Xander was that at a young age, she did try to go out and make friends and play. That was the same day that she had saw the dark side of Mr. Zabuto. He had nearly caned her to death. That day Mr. Zabuto had broken her spirit and seeing that the Council wouldn't do anything about it, she decided that she had no choice but to obey him.
"Hey, Kendra are you okay?" Joyce Summers asked as she saw the far away look in the young girls eyes. She hadn't known Kendra long, but the look on her face told of a dark pain.
"Yes, ma'am." Kendra lied. "I was just tinking about, someting."
"Well come on then, dear." Joyce said not believing her, but letting it slide for now. "Me and Jessica are going out for a bite to eat, then we're heading back to the hotel."
Before Kendra could reply, they both heard a loud explosion. The force of which shook the whole building, making portraits and valuable objects break and fall on the floor. Before Kendra knew what was going on, she heard a loud crash and a body came flying through the art gallery's display window, sending glass shards and blood to shower her and the other occupants of the room.
"What the hell is going on?" Jessica Harris asked, just as Kendra ran over to the black clad figure and rolled him over. Once she did, she gasped as she looked down at the bloody form of...
"Xander?"
"Hey, Ken." Xander said weakly as he coughed up blood, causing some to smear on his teeth. "You enjoying your time with mom?" he asked as he passed out.
Seeing her new friend hurt, did something to Kendra. A foreign emotion in her had snapped, causing her not to hear Joyce and Jessica's gasp's of horror.
"Watch over him." Kendra commanded of Joyce and Jessica as she stood to her feet." I have someting to take care of." she said as she ran out of the building, all the while ignoring Jessica's plea's for her to stay.
As Kendra ran outside she concentrated her Slayer senses and felt a large amount of power. Taking off at a run about a block from where the art gallery was, she saw a huge black demon standing in the middle of the street, holding a little girl over his head as if he was prepared to eat her.
Seeing that she had the element of surprise, because he had his back away from her, with a practiced skill she ran up behind it. Not knowing why, but she did something Buffy often did to vampires when they went on patrol together. She taunted it.
"Hey ugly." Kendra yelled out making Ahriman turn to look at her. "Eat dis!" she yelled out as she threw a thundering right hook, that connected to Ahriman's jaw. The demon barely flinched but it was enough to make him drop the liitle girl, of whom Kendra caught easily.
"Are you alright?" Kendra asked as she and the little black girl got a safe enough distance from the demon.
"Y...yeah." Angela replied in awe as she looked up at Kendra. She had thought only her Angel could hit a monster that hard. "What about you?" she asked as she looked at Kendra's bruised hand. From the force of the hit, it had turned her hand a shade of black and blue. As she tried to move it she could tell that one of her fingers might have been either jammed or broken.
"I'll live." Kendra replied as she ducked down a narrow alley and sat Angela down. "Stay here, I'll be back for you." Kendra told her as she ran back towards Ahriman.
"The Jamaican princess." Ahriman said as he looked Kendra up and down. "You're just as beautiful as I thought you would be." Just as Kendra was about to reply a towering figure dropped down out of the sky and stood between her and the dark lord.
The thing was over six feet tall and almost entirely green with an aura of purple energy floating around him. It had a tremendously large sword strapped to it's back along with a large purple cape, and red horns sticking downwards from either side of his head.
Kendra knew then, that she was possibly going to die tonight. If the first hell beast had taken Xander, down so quickly, she knew that she didn't stand a chance with two of them. Her inner dialogue was cut off however as the bigger demon started to talk to the new arrival.
"Tokar, it's been a long time." Ahriman grumbled as he revealed a network of razor sharp teeth in his mouth.
"Not long enough." Tokar replied as he took his sword from his back. Blue lightning started to crackle from it as he readied an attack. With a growl, Ahriman charged Tokar with the speed of a bull. Tokar for his part stood still, until the last possible second where he moved to the side and struck Ahriman on the back, causing blue sparks to shoot out.
Without turning around to meet his adversary, Ahriman struck out blindly and clawed Tokar on the face, sending dark demonic blood to pour out into the street. As he tried to retaliate with a swing of his sword, Ahriman jumped over his attack and landed with a thud onto his feet about ten feet away.
"Darkness Aftermath!" Ahriman screamed as a black ball of energy, the size of a basketball, erupted out his outstrecthed hand. Tokar only smiled as if he anticipated the attack.
"Backlash Wave!" Tokar shouted out as he swung his sword. A red wave of energy cascaded out of his sword and hit Ahriman's attack head on. The sheer power from the two energies seemed to shake the streets of LA, as they hit each other in a violent clash for dominance. The force of which knocked Kendra off of her feet. After a few seconds the energies died out, leaving Tokar to smile at Ahriman and Ahriman to glare at Tokar.
"It seems that we're an even match." Tokar told Ahriman as he mockingly twirled his sword in his hand.
"For now." Ahriman grumbled as he cracked his knuckles. "Until we meet again, Tokar the conquerer." Ahriman said as he bent at the knees and jumped high into the air, only to dissapper into the night.
"Power down." Tokar said as he stared after Ahriman and sheathed his sword on his back. The purple aura that seemed to float around him, went inside of his chest and his demonic appearance dissappeared only to leave a middle aged man with a black business suit on in it's place. It was Thomas Stone.
Just that brief fight, seemed to spark memories of a time long ago, when he was a warrior, instead of an aristocrat. Then he seemed to remember Kendra. Turning he saw that she was still on the ground looking up at him in shock. With a sigh, he ran up to her and extended his hand.
"Are you all right?" he asked, only for Kendra to glare at him.
"Who are you?" Kendra asked as she stood to her feet, ignoring his hand and his question.
"I'm Trish's father." Thomas replied as he dropped his hand. "She called me a couple of hours ago and told me what was going on. So I sensed Ahriman's power and came here.You must be Kendra? My daughters' told me all about you."
"I am she." Kendra said relaxing a bit.
She had already known that Trish was a half demon, every since that first night that she had fought with Xander. So meeting her father in his demonic state didn't surprise her much. Then she remembered the girl. Spinning on her heel, she ran back to the alley with Thomas right behind her. As they got to the alley way and looked behind the dumpster, Kendra let out a gasp as she saw the little girl crumbled on the cold alley ground.
"Oh no?" Kendra said as she softly cradled the little girl in her arms.
"Is this the little girl that Xander said was sick?" Thomas asked as he looked from the little girl to Kendra. Seeing the confused look on Kendra's face he just let out a sigh. "Never mind, just give her to me. I can save her."
Kendra just looked at him and frowned as she held the girl protectively in her arms. Every impulse in her screamed at her to kill the demon and run off with the girl. She assumed that it was a Slayer's natural dislike of demons that made her not trust the man, but then logic gave in to reason. The man/demon had saved her life and possibly the lives of everyone in the city, and he did it without even breaking a sweat. Hanging her head in defeat she handed the limb body of the little girl over to him.
"Alright, let's go. Xander has the..."
"Xander!" Kendra screamed, cutting him off.
"What about him?" Thomas asked as he moved the girl around in his arms to get a better grip on her.
"Just come with me." was all Kendra said as she ran out of the alley.
Two hours later
LA Memorial
Kendra and Thomas paced in the waiting room of the hospital as they waited to hear some news about the condition of Xander. When they had gotten back to the art gallery, the paramedics were already there loading him into an ambulance.
As the two continued to pace, Joyce and Jessica were having a discussion about the nightlife. She didn't tell her everything though because she felt that it was Buffy's job to tell her. Surprisingly though Joyce took the existance better than she thought. She fainted. After she regained consciousness, Jessica was about to tell her about Xander's true origins, until a doctor reading off of some charts walked up to them.
"Are you the family of Xander Harris?" the doctor asked.
"Yes we are." Jessica said as she walked up to the man and read his name badge. "How's my son doing, Doctor Steven's?" she asked.
"He came in here in near critical condition, but now he's up and asking for you." the doctor said puzzled. He had been in the field of medicine for nearly twenty years and he had never seen anyone heal so rapidly. "You can go in to see him, if you'd like. But I'll have to warn you that you can only visit him for a few minutes. He's still very weak."
"Alright, come on everybody." Jessica said as she started to walk past the doctor. That was until he put a hand on her shoulder.
"I'm sorry Miss Harris, but only his family can see him right now. It's hospital rules and his friends will have to come back during regular hospital hours."
"But we are a family." Jessica interjected, only to cause the doctor to raise his eyebrows at her. "She's my sister Joyce and her husband Thomas and this is my adoptive daughter Kendra."
"Alright." the doctor said already knowing that Jessica was lying. But it was obvious that they all had to be very close to go along with this charade. "You can go up to see him, he's in room 314." he said as he walked off.
"Well come on dear." Thomas said jokingly as he looped his arm around Joyce's shoulder. "Let's go and see our nephew." he said causing Joyce to slightly chuckle.
"Wait until your real wife finds out about this." Jessica said with a smile on her face. "Oh, the scandal." she said noticing that Kendra wasn't following up behind them. "Come on, Ken. I'm sure your brother would be happy to see you."
"Coming, modder." Kendra said with a hint of amusement in her voice.
As the group walked into room 314, they saw that Xander was weakly trying to sit up in bed. He looked better than he did before, but they could tell that he was still hurting.
"Xander, lay back down." Jessica said as she gently pushed him back onto the bed.
"I'm just trying to get comfortable." Xander said weakly with a wince. "What happened to Angela?" he asked as he got in a comfortable position.
"She's doing just fine son." Thomas said as he approached the bed. "When you went to Hell, Trish called me and told me what was going on, so I went and saved them." he said as he indicated Kendra. "I already gave her the resurrection stone and she's in a room a few feet down with Trish. Her mom is going to pick her up in a few hours."
"This is all my fault." Xander said as his voice cracked with emotion. "If it wasn't for me, Ahriman would have never gotten here."
"What do you mean?" Thomas asked. Then Xander told him what he did.
" You've got to be fucking kidding me! I can't believe that you were stupid enough to do that." Thomas shouted.
"Hey stop yelling at my son." Jessica interjected.
"He has a right to yell at me mom." Xander said sadly. "Because of me, we might all die."
"I'm still sorry for yelling at you." Thomas said as he let out a sigh. "I see that I might need to train you though, so you want make this mistake again."
"Why are you being, so hard on Xander anyway?" Kendra asked. "You were an even match for Ahriman."
"Like Ahriman said, for now. He still hasn't regained his full power, but when he does he'll become fully capable of killing us all."
Sametime
Spike's Warehouse
A handsome twenty something looking man with shoulder length raven hair, wearing all black and a trench coat, walked into Spike's warehouse with a frown on his face. He couldn't believe that one of his oldest enemies had defeated him, that night and it upset him greatly.
"I'll have my revenge, soon enough." the mystery man grumbled as he walked into a room that was pinch dark. As his eye's adjusted to the darkness, he saw a blur of blonde coming into his direction. Merely lifting his hand, he made Spike hover a few feet off of the ground, by an invisible force.
"Litho's." the man in black said as the lights in the warehouse immediately cut on.
"Who the bloody hell are you?" Spike asked, as the man in black started to pace around him, with his hands behind his back.
"Don't you know your, dark lord?" the man asked as he released his power and let, Spike fall to the floor in a heap.
"Ahriman?" Spike asked as he stood to his feet and brushed himself off.
"In the flesh." Ahriman said with a smile.
"But how?" Spike asked.
"I'll explain it to you later." Ahriman said with a frown. "Right now I need you to do me a favor. I know that you're still depressed about Dru, so I decided to let you do something to cheer you up. There's a girl in Boston that I need you to stalk for me." he said as he raised his hand and a ball of light appeared in his palm. As Spike looked into it, he saw a beautiful raven haired girl along with a middle aged blonde fighting some vampires.
"What's so impotant about, her?" Spike asked as he reached into his duster and pulled out a cigarrette.
"She's a potential Slayer." Ahriman answered, causing Spike to sputter and spit out his cig.
"Bloody hell." Spike said as he got himself under control. "I'll take the Desoto and be down there to kill that bitch and put her into the ground."
"You'll do no such thing." Ahriman informed him. "At least not yet." he said with a shrug. "No what I need you to do is stalk her for the time being. I'll let you know when I want you to act. Since we're on a bit of a time schedule, I'll send you to Boston via portal." he said as a red and black portal opened up behind Spike. As Spike turned to walk into it Ahriman, called out his name.
"Yeah, boss."
"I want you to take care of yourself my, son. Faith's not a Slayer yet, but she's very resourceful."
"Don't worry about me, pop." Spike said as he lit his cig with a Zippo lighter. "I'll drag that bitch to her knees in no time." he said as he casually walked into the portal.
"Why do you want him to watch Faith for you?" Buffy/First asked as she materialized into the room, after the portal closed.
"Let's just say my dear sister..." Ahriman said as he sat down in a throne like chair. "that I want this year to go out with a bang."
Also the demon I was describing Trish's father to be was Nelo Angelo, from devil may cry 1. And I've been challenged to do something with the characters of Xander and Kendra, you'll see what they are later in the fanfic.
TBC...
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