The Elder Slayers

AN: This chapter is highlighting the influence Molag Bal will have on Xander, next up is going to be Willow.

Sunnydale, Playground

Alexander looked down at the forms of Drusilla and Liam. It had been two days since the events of Halloween, and Alexander decided that he would accept the powers given to him. He was still himself, still made jokes and laughed, but now the jokes had drier whit in them and the laughter did not come as often.

Now he was perched upon the roof of a building watching the vampire that would have been his child talk with the Seer of Sheogorath. The prince of madness had been her maker in the other reality and in this one Angelus had driven her mad. But she was still Drusilla, mad seer and dear friend.

He was some distance from Buffy, who was on patrol tonight, looking for demons to kill. She had taken her transformation well, reveling in the beast as it were. Alexander felt that the reason she had so willingly accepted it was because of some form of self-realization that happened on Halloween. He had made sure to keep upwind of the slayer so as to not attract her, she was not the one he wished to speak to on this night.

When the two vampires in the park finished speaking and parted ways, Buffy followed after her Paramour. Taking the advantage, Alexander swooped down to land in front of the Seer. The beautiful woman stopped her swaying stride to look closely at the armored beast in front of her. Looking at it in fear her eyes seemed to glaze for a second before she smiled widely at him.

"Kitty! You are big again!" She rushed up to him and hugged him fiercely. Alexander returned the embrace and stroked the Mad Seers face. Drusilla looked up at him and asked, "Am I going to be better Kitty? Is Miss Edith ever going to be fixed right?"

Running a hand through her hair, the Vampire Lord sighed and responded, "I am sorry Hatter, but your prince is still your prince. Just as mine is mine. The bonds we share with them are stronger than our souls. But worry not, I shall keep you safe."

Drusilla tried to rest her head against the plates on his chest but he stopped her, "Tell the black knight that I expect the body count to drop to an acceptable limit. Should he exceed it I will have no choice but to do what must be done."

The Seer nodded and untangled herself from the Lord. With a last look at him she drifted off into the night.

Sunnydale High, the Lounge

The four teens sat around a small table talking about the night before, or at least Buffy was. She was ranting about the apparent infidelity of her boyfriend bemoaning the fact that she couldn't seem to catch a break. As she ranted her nose caught a scent approaching them.

The scent was both familiar and strange, it smelled familiar but it also smelled tainted. Turning her head she saw one of the last people she had ever expected to see walking up behind her. When he saw that he had been seen, Billy Fordham smiled widely at his old friend. Buffy returned the grin and looked closely at her friend.

Ford, as he liked to be called, had pale skin. It was a sickly coloration, looking like it would fit the figure of an emaciated human and not a healthy young boy. This was where she identified the smell, Ford smelled sick. He smelled like death waiting to happen. Looking to her left to see Xander, or Alexander as he preferred now, sniff the air and nod almost imperceptibly at her.

"Hey Buffy, its good to see you," Ford had reached her and held his arms open for a hug. Buffy may have been worried about him but she was still happy to see her friend. She hugged him back with a fraction of her strength.

"Ford! Its good to see you! What are you doing in Sunnydale?"

"My dad got a job here and I'm transferring in. Still have to go to the registration desk, but after that I should be joining you and you new friends…?"

Buffy started and blushed before saying, "Sorry! Well this is Alexander, Willow, and Tara. Guys this is my friend from Hemmery, Ford."

The girls on the couch gave friendly waves, not sure how to act with one of Buffy's old friends. Alexander had no such qualms and held his hand out to shake. The shorter boy took his hand, shaking it as firmly as he could. He noticed that the skin felt cold to the touch and it almost looked like the big guy had blue skin. He was more worried that he might seem weak though. Alexander could tell that the boy's strength was failing and sent a pulse of magic through his hand. You will meet me after school, until then you will act as you would normally.

Billy's eyes glazed for a second to signify the seduction had taken hold of his weak mind. It was pathetically easy to take control of the humans of this reality, in the original Alexander's reality he had to put effort into the spell most times to make it take hold. Smiling in a friendly manner he let go of the hand and sat back down with his best friend and her girlfriend.

They shared a look, the girls knowing what he had done and planning what questions they would ask.

Sunnydale High, Ten Minutes after the last class

Ford sat on one of the many benches that dotted the school's front lawn. He had been sitting there for a good twenty minutes, but he was unsure as to why he was. He remembered planning on checking to see if the Sunset Club was ready, but then getting a nagging feeling that he should stick around for a bit longer.

So he had sat down on the bench and not moved. He would have contemplated moving but every time he did he thought of a good reason to stay where he was, and when good reasons ran out his mind kept repeating, Master said to wait and I must obey. Had he been in the right state of mind he would have been worried that he was thinking that.

As it was, the second the parking lot in front of the school emptied Alexander strode up to the half-crazed boy, and said boy immediately dropped to his knees in reverence. Willow and Tara, who had come up behind Alexander watched the byplay with morbid curiosity. Alexander grabbed the boy by the scruff of his neck and lifted him to eye level, reinforcing the seduction.

Dropping Ford onto his feet, Alexander said, "You will tell us what you are doing within the borders of Sunnydale and your reasons."

Unable and unwilling to disobey an order from his new master, "I have come to Sunnydale to become a Vampire, I do not want to die…"

Alexander and the girls shared a look of confusion before Tara asked, "Why would you want to become a Vampire if you didn't want to die?"

When Ford made no move to answer, Alexander snarled and lifted him once more, "You will answer a question when it is addressed to you!" And he threw the boy on the floor once again.

"I am dying of a brain tumor. Any alternative is preferable to that," The conviction in Ford's words disgusted Alexander.

Taking a breath he asked next, "How would you convince a vampire to turn you instead of simply eating you and leaving a corpse?"

Ford almost seemed to fight the seduction for a minute, and o Alexander added another layer, "I was going to follow Buffy until a chance to strike a deal with a vampire arose. I would then sell the Slayer and a Club full of useless peons to Major Vampire in town."

Snarling in rage, Alexander grabbed the boy while at the same time shifting into his Vampire Lord form. The change was almost instantaneous after so many centuries of life, for the other Alexander at least, Xander had simply inherited the skill. The Lord of Vampires lifted into the air and held the pathetic flesh bag by the neck, "You would presume to sell the Slayer to ME! She is already mine, you pathetic sycophant. You will tell me where this 'Club' is, and then I will leave you for your would be victim to deal with."

Ford had been dragged from the laconic experience that was vampire seduction and into the clutches of an enraged creature of the night. It was understandable that he both defecates himself and rattles off the address of the Sunset Club. He was then unceremoniously dropped on his soil pants, while Alexander barked order to the two females.

"Tara, I need you to find a local Vampire… a mean one, and bring it to this 'Sunset Club.' Willow, would you be so kind as to escort our guest here to Buffy and Giles so that our girl can decide what to do with him, I fear that I will do something regrettable if he is not removed from my presence," Alexander's tone bellied his rage and the lovers knew that it would be a good idea to follow his commands, not to mention that he was scary when in his Vampiric form.

Willow however needed to know what he planned before she could leave, "What are you planning on doing?"

"My prince demands followers, and I am sorely lacking in minions at the moment. The patrons of the Sunset Club seem the perfect fools to enslave," Alexander told her and she nodded grimly.

The Sunset Club

Marvin Abruti, Diego to his fellow Vampire obsessed teens, waited for Ford to show up. They had agreed to meet at the club before Billy went to see the slayer, but he was late. That had Diego worried for two reasons; one was that he had no way of influencing the crowded club without his help, and second was that Ford was never late. Ford had told him that if he was ever late for a meeting it was because he was more than likely dead.

Death scared Diego; he was terrified of the possibility of death and wanted to avoid it for as long as possible. He was willing to sell his soul to keep from experiencing death. Ironic, when considering he wanted to be a vampire. He was prepared to go looking for his supposed friend when there was a thunk at the door behind him.

Turning around he watched as the door that they needed two people minimum to move, swung open easily. He could see something standing in the hallway leading to the exit but he couldn't quite make it out. At least he couldn't until it entered the Club proper.

Chantarelle gave a shriek at the appearance of the creature before them. It stood taller than any man, adorned in spiked black armor, and glowed with a crimson light. It looked at the shrieking girl; she stopped almost instantly. The being looked around the now silent club and an audible snort came from within its helm. Grey, long fingered hands reached up and removed the helm to reveal a fearsome sight.

Alexander looked at the patrons of the Sunset Club and asked, "So, you wish to be immortal?"

His voice held the corrupting power of his lord within each decibel. It took root in the heart of the weak willed humans, where it began to grow with every word that came from the vampire's mouth, "You wish to become a creature of the night? A soulless monstrosity that preys on the weak, you wish to become this?"

He reached a hand back and summoned the demonic vampire that Tara had caught to him. He gripped the struggling beast by the neck and roared at it. The demon immediately came out, popping out in the ridges of the forehead and yellow of the eyes. There were gasps of horror, and many of disgust. With his point made, Alexander quickly snapped the demons neck and stabbed it through the chest with his hand.

As it crumbled to dust he looked at the club, "I offer you eternal life of my kind. You will not be of the Vampire Lord but I will share my blood and you will share yours, and we will be as one. But you will serve me until the end of your eternal lives, immortality at a price."

He had made his offer and soon enough several of the patrons had come up to him. The first to come was a young woman, the girl who shrieked. With a swift motion he cut the palm of each hand and held them out to be drunk from. The blood was drunk; one by one the patrons drank and collapsed in both ecstasy and pain as the change began to take place.

With a telekinetic shrug he closed the door behind him, and waited for his new serfs to awaken.

The Sunset Club, hours later

Alexander sat in the throne that had been in the center of the Club. He waited for the change to take effect fully. There had been more unwilling than willing to be turned, but he did not mind. The fools thought that tempting fate was a good idea, and now they would make an excellent source of blood for his new servants. He did not suffer fools to live free.

The first of his servants woke. The girl who had drunk first woke and stood. She looked about her at the scattered unconscious bodies then to where her mind was telling her. She looked up to see the Creature that had turned her, her master. The Vampire Lord raised a hand from its armrest and waved her over.

She approached slowly and bowed her head low so as to not upset him. Alexander looked at his First and smiled, the girl already knew her place. Looking to the cowering humans in the corner he said, "Find a meal and drink, I will not have my servants reflecting badly upon me."

She nodded and approached the humans. She picked Diego, who was shaking like a leaf. Sniffing and then biting, she drank until her thirst was satisfied and put the now weaker human back in his cage. She returned to her master's side and sat at his feet, laying her head against his leg.

It was a time later, when the majority of his new servants had awoken -all being male aside from young Lily- and Alexander had returned to human form, that Billy Fordham rushed into the club and just as hurriedly closed the door behind him. When he finally turned around after making sure the door was secure, he was gifted with the sight of a drained Diego being hauled out of sight and Alexander glaring at him.

The Vampire would have spoken if it were not for an almighty bang at the door, the foot thick steel door, which dented. There were several more crashes, and the door buckled even more. Ford seemed to decide it was better amongst the Vampires and fled down the stairs and to the floor in front of the bemused Alexander. Ford looked up, pleading, "Please save me! She's a monster and she wants to eat me! Please! Please! PLEASE!"

The last please was screamed as the door fell to the ground, finally giving into the strain. In the doorway was a beast, hunched over and breathing deeply. It slowly stalked into the room and looked about itself. It was Buffy in her wolf form, followed by Liam, Giles, Willow, Tara, and even Ms Calendar. The four without the memories of a different life stared at the sight before them. The lovers simply snorted and sat on a non-blood covered couch to watch the show.

"Ah, my friends, may I introduce my minions! Minions, these are Liam, Giles, Jenny, and Buffy in her Wolf form. They are friends of mine and you will treat them as you would me," when he received nods from his new clan he turned back to his friends, "So what brings you to my new nest?"

Giles was the one to respond, but with a question, "Xan-Alexander, what is this?"

Alexander grimaced, realizing that he had not properly explained what he had become on Halloween. So he decided to get it out of the way, "Apologies my friend. On Halloween, as you know I became a Vampiric version of myself from an alternate reality. In said reality I was the champion of Molag Bal, the Daedric prince of Dominance and Enslavement. As such I feel the need to dominate others and enslave more. Back there I have grown a coven that is the size of Sunnydale on the Isle of Harrishom, and my lord is satisfied. Here I must have a smaller coven, but I must still appease my lord."

Looking at were-Buffy he said, "And I would assume that Buffy is satisfying Hircine by hunting the traitor at my feet?" When the wolf nodded he smiled, "then by all means, continue."

End of Chapter

An: I know it's a little dark, but I like it.

I realized that if I was going to give them the tools of Daedra, and memories to boot, I would have to make it have some influence…. To be honest I was going to skip this episode until I realized it would be perfect for going into Molag Bal's influence on Xander.

Hope you liked it, and write some reviews.