Title: White Knight, White Light, Part 3 – Oops, My Bad.
Author: Xanfan
Rating: R/NC-17 for violence
Pairing: Xander/Angel
Summary: Slash Xander means more to the Scoobys than they could possible imagine, and when something happens to him, chaos ensues. Crossover with Highlander.
Spoilers: Anything in Ats & BtVS is up for grabs, but I have messed with the timeline a bit.
Warnings: CHARCTER DEATH and Violence and slash.
Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.
Words in Italics indicate thoughts.
Last Time:
"I don't know if you were one already, or if you are one because of what happened tonight, but, you're an immortal." Lorne informed him.
"He's immortal?" Cordelia asked.
"No, he's an immortal." Lorne replied.
"What's the difference?" Buffy asked.
A figure stepped into the room, surprising them all and causing Xander to grab his head, at the buzzing that filled it.
"Maybe I can help explain. And, Xander is it? If you look me in the eyes, the buzzing will go away." The man offered.
The room got very quiet as they stared at the man. Then, a shock of recognition hit both Spike and Angel.
"YOU!" They both shouted.
"Me." The man replied, a smirk of amusement gracing his youngish features.
"You bastard, if you think you can come in here and take Xander from Angel, like you took Dru and Darla….." Spike trailed off, as the man chuckled.
"For one, no real harm was done and you two were the ones who killed the men I sent to unchain you. For another, as nice as I'm sure Xander is, I'm not here to seduce him, I'm here to teach him to be an immortal."
"Whoa, Whoa, Whoa. Back it up here, someone want to fill me in on what the hell is going on here! And who the hell is this?" Xander shouted.
"That is The Immortal." Spike spat out, pretending to ignore the choking sounds coming from the former watchers. Apparently, the Watcher's Council had been paying very close attention to they're exploits during the whole 'Scourge of Europe' thing. "He chained Angelus and me up, kidnapped Drusilla and Darla, had his wicked way with them, and then sent two servants to let us go when he was done with the girls. We had been chained up for days, of course, we ate the poor buggers, we were starving."
The other occupants of the room turned to stare at the newcomer. He smiled, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Oops, my bad. Oh, and I go by the name Adam Pierson now. The Immortal was a bit of a heavy title to bear, although, not as bad as some other titles I've had in the past."
"What other titles did you carry?" Wesley asked curiously.
"That's not important now…." Adam began.
"Yes, that's not important now. Let's get to the important part, you know, the part where he said it took him days to exhaust out Dru and Darla," Anya said, with a predatory gleam in her eye.
Adam swallowed nervously, as both Anya and Faith began to circle him.
"I believe a more important question would be, how he knew to come here now." Giles said, with a hint of Ripper glinting in his eyes.
"Did you know he would die? Did you set up my boy to be killed?" Angel bellowed.
"Whoa, let's all calm down. I didn't set up your boy, nor did I know he would die tonight. I have an…..acquaintance, who is a seer. She sent me here to find a new immortal. Frankly, I thought whoever she sent me to find, had already met their first death. I had no idea that first death would come tonight." Adam explained hastily.
"Why don't you sing me a few words, and I'll know if you are telling the truth." Lorne said, more than a little angry at the thought that this all could have been prevented.
"I really don't think that would be a good idea, not because I'm lying, but, because I really am not keen on opening up my whole history to you. It could be a bit overwhelming for you." Adam said.
"He's not lying, his aura never changed." Tara offered hesitantly. "But, his aura, it, he's, well, he's really, really, really old."
"That I am." Adam admitted.
"So, what, you're just going to help, out of the kindness of your heart?" Faith said with a sneer.
Adam quickly assessed the situation and turned to face the person he knew would probably understand most, "Xander, if the scariest, strongest woman you know told you to go help someone, on threat of the kind of torture Angelus would have gotten queasy at, what would you do?"
Xander looked at Adam intently. "The scariest woman you know?"
"Absolutely." Adam said without hesitation.
"I would nod, say thank you for my orders and hightail my butt to my destination." Xander said with utter seriousness. "Hey, I deal with some pretty damn scary women everyday. I'm no dummy."
"Hey!" Was chorused by most of the females in the room, while the men nodded their understanding and agreement.
"Who's the scariest?" Anya asked, at the same time Dawn said hopefully, "Am I scary, too?"