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I'm on a roll today. Updated Angelus and Midnight's Dawning, now this. So here we have another bit done. I know Faith is kind of OOC but I had to do it that way for what I wanted to happen. I might have another update within the week or perhaps next week, same with Angelus. My muse has found me and is being incessant in her demands for writing. Please tell me what you think, I'm an author, I need to be fed. It doesn't take long at all to say a few words, just a few extra minutes of your time is all I ask. Anyway, here's the next part.

They arrived in Sunnydale the next night and immediately set up house in the old mansion they had used off and on before. Xander roamed around the familiar rooms, part of him was happy to be back and another part of him dreaded it. He had no idea what his sires had planned but knowing them it couldn't be good.

"Sire?" Xander asked, approaching Spike, definitely the more lenient of the two.

"Yeah pet?" He turned to face him, smiling.

He swallowed once, "Can I go out for a walk?"

Spike smiled, "You going to be good pet? Not going to try to run away?"

He nodded, "Yes sire, I'll come back in an hour, I promise."

He looked thoughtful, "Alright pet but if you're not back in an hour as promised I will hunt you down and make you wish that you never had of gone out at all."

"Thank you sire." He gave him a soft kiss in thanks before turning and heading outside.

He walked, moving unconsciously towards the cemetery, hoping to run into his old friends. He closed his eyes, was getting hungry, but he was used to holding off and knew he wasn't allowed to feed until Angelus said he could. It was a means of control and he didn't like the consequences if he fed without permission.

"Xander!" Faith's voice rang out from behind him and he froze.

Slowly he turned to face her, "Faith…" He trailed off.

She gave him a big hug, "Where have you been? What happened? B went out looking for you, has been for the past year." Hesitantly he returned it, not answering her, "Xander, are you ok?" She pulled back, looking into his eyes.

"Where's Buffy?" He asked softly.

"She's still looking for you, called me and said she had a lead. I'm going to have to tell her to come home, you're back." She looked him over, "What's with the clothes? You look like something Angelus or Spike would have dressed."

"That's because they did." He said softly.

"What do you mean they did? Xander, you're not making any sense."

He looked down, "I know I'm not but that's alright, I don't have to make sense."

She scowled, "What's wrong with you?"

"You want to know what's wrong with me!" He shouted, not sure what came over him, "This is what's wrong with me!" He let his face shift, growling softly, "I'm a soulless killer and I like it!" He advanced upon her, "I'm a demon, just like them, and if you knew what was good for you you'd run." She backed up, "I wonder how good a slayer will taste? They tell me it's like fire burning down your throat, that it's something you have to try at least once."

"Xander, you don't want to do this." She backed again as he advanced, "We can fix this; give you a soul like Angel."

He growled, "Angel has no soul, not anymore. He helped do this to me." He continued his advance, "What if I don't want you to fix this anymore? I did, I used to, I really wanted to be human again, I wanted to be back with you guys but now, the way I feel, I have to be with my sires, I have to make up for all the times I screwed up, tried to run."

"Xander, have you gone insane?" She asked as he grabbed her arms, she couldn't hurt him, "What the hell is wrong with you?"

"Don't you want to feel what I am? See with your own eyes? Feel with your own skin as my teeth slice into you?" He brought himself closer to her, licking her throat, "Feel me drain your life, knowing that you really wished for death?"

"Xander, let me go." She narrowed her eyes as he brought his lips to press against her skin.

"I want your blood; I want to feel it sliding down my throat." He crushed her against his chest, driving his fangs in deeply, feeling the blood bubble up into his mouth.

She screamed in pain and rage as he drank, holding the struggling slayer tight against his body. He jerked her tighter, making the blood flow faster, growling into her skin as he drank. Her blood was hot, like fire, tasted so good, so strong as it filled him up. He knew his sires would be displeased that he fed but he also knew he would be happy to see he had killed a slayer. Only once she was drained completely did he drop her, stepping over her corpse before heading back, not wanting to get in trouble for being out more then an hour.

"You smell of slayer childe." Angelus said as he walked inside.

He stopped, "I killed Faith." He stated before turning to face him.

Angelus blinked, moving forward, gripping his chin and licking his lips; tasting the blood he had so recently imbibed. He smiled wickedly, "So you did. I'm quite impressed, killing a slayer so soon after your rebirth."

"Thank you sire." He paused, "Buffy has been looking for me."

"Spike!" Angelus shouted, not letting go of his chin, "Come taste his lips." He purred as Spike walked in.

The blonde raised an eyebrow before kissing Xander, licking over his lip with a purr, "Slayer."

"Our boy's cut his teeth." He smirked, "So quickly too. I believe we can let him out on his own more often now as well."

"Did you enjoy it pet?" He questioned.

"It was good, really good, like fire." He purred, licking his lips.

He smiled, "How would you like to torture your parents?"

"Would love to."

Angelus growled softly, "Not yet. I want our childe to infiltrate the slayer's crew. Pretend to be human." He smirked, "Lure them into a false sense of security. I want to see you covered in their blood by the end of the month."

He nodded, "Yes sire."

"Now, here's what's going to happen. You're going to go back out, find the slayer's body, and report it. Run to Giles, I don't care; just make sure they know you're alive. After that I want you to come back home, don't let them know where you're going though, come straight back here. Do you understand?"

"Yes sire."

"Good, get going before William here gets all hot and bothered because you killed a slayer." Spike growled lowly at being called William, "Be a good boy." He laid a soft kiss on his temple before licking Spike's cheek.

Xander headed back out, heading to the cemetery first. His eyes caught sight of a flash of red and he moved towards it, "Help!" He made sure whoever was the owner of the red could hear him.

"Xander!" It was Willow, just as he thought.

"Willow! It's Faith! She…" He trailed off, swallowing hard, forcing tears to his eyes.

She gasped when she saw her body, "Oh no." She rushed over; checking for a pulse, when she didn't find one she began to cry, "Faith…"

He moved behind her, wrapping his arms around her from behind, "I found her like this." He said softly, his voice breaking.

She turned and hugged him, "Xander, how did you get away from them?" She brushed his hair out of his eyes.

He looked down, "I didn't; not really, they let me go out, please Will. I can't stay much longer, you have to help me." He looked over her shoulder at Faith, "Tell Buffy what happened, I-I have to go." He hugged her tight, getting to his feet.

"Xander, come on, we can go to Giles, he'll know what to do!"

He shook his head, "Will, please, go, make sure to call Buffy." He ran, putting as much distance between them as he could before heading back.