Have you ever had one of those days, where everything is going along just fine and dandy, not a care in the world until Murphy decides to stick his fat nose into matters.

That was the kind of day Alexander Lavelle Harris was having as he flew through the air.

As he crashed into a collection of cans, Xander took a moment to send a curse towards the spirit before rolling back to his feet and turning to face the snarling Vampire.

"I'm going to bleed you dry, meat bag." The Vampire growled as Xander got a better grip on his cross and pulled a spare stake from behind his back.

"Heard that before, maybe you should get some new material." Xander taunted as he tried to figure out a way to get past the blood sucker so he could help the unconscious reporter before she bled out on the street.

Catching his glance, the vampire grinned evilly. "Don't worry about your friend, after I drain you I think I'll turn her. She'll make an excellent vampire." He mocked before his eyes got wide in surprise and the undead exploded into dust.

Standing in place behind the vampire's last corporeal location was a tall athletic teen that glared down at the dust pile for several seconds before looking up at Xander.

"What do you tink you are doing?" She demanded as she quickly moved to hide her stake from his sight.

"Umm… fending off an orthodontist's wet dream and hoping the slayer would show up to save me?" Xander joked before he was hauled off his feet and slammed into the side of the Bronze, the stake reappearing to poke him in the chest.

"How did you know I was here." The dark skinned teen demanded as Xander tried to blink away the stars that dominated his sight.

"I… Da… Wha?" Xander tried after he was dropped to the ground to stare up at the accented teen as she placed her hands on her hips and stared at him imperiously.

"I am Kendra, De Vampire Slayer." She declared as Xander blinked in shock.

"Okay… that's confusing."

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Kendra walked warily into the dimly lit warehouse, the unconscious woman carefully held in one arm, the other gripped her stake in order to deal with any possible attack from the young man that was leading her.

She knew she would be in trouble when the watchers found out about this, by rights she should have disappeared as soon as the vampire was destroyed, but this boy was an oddity; he had known what he was facing and yet still risked his life in an attempt to save the woman she carried now. Then he had shown knowledge of both Slayers and Watchers and she had to find out where he had gotten that information.

"Lay her down on the cot." Xander said distractedly as he tried to figure out why he had brought not just one but two women back to his lab.

If you had told him a couple of weeks earlier that he would have two admittedly beautiful women in his 'Secret Hideout' Xander's mind would have gone to a decidedly naughty place. Now however Xander had learned one truly valuable lesson from his recent Halloween adventure.

'Women had to be Nosey.' They hadn't learned from Pandora, They never learned from the cat. They simply could not resist snooping.

Not that he was arrogant enough to lay all nosey problems on women, but after dealing with Harmony, Cordelia and the some airhead Cheerleaders, he had to admit that they had gotten the lion's share.

Xander watched as the supposed slayer set the reporter down on the cot and quickly checked her vitals in a professional manner before turning to him.

"So who are you and how do you know about de slayers?" Kendra Demanded.

Taking a breath Xander decided on the truth. (More or less.)

"I'm a local demon hunter and I've helped your predecessor in the past." Xander said carefully as he tried to hedge around the truth until he figured out what was going on.

Kendra's eyes narrowed as she watched the man carefully. "How is it you claim ta be a demon hunter when you have so much trouble wit one vampire?" She asked in distrust.

Xander actually snorted at that as he picked up a remote from beside the cot and activated the armory lights.

"Because I usually go in slightly heavier hunting gear." Xander said as he looked at the clunky monstrosity he had created with a mixture of both pride and disgust.

"Da Iron Knight."

Xander blinked at Kendra's whispered words before looking at her in confusion.

Kendra continued to stare at the armor for several seconds before noticing his gaze and blushing at the attention. "De watchers council told me to look you up if I required assistance." Kendra said as she wondered at the odds of running into one of the few friendly beings in this cursed place.

For his part, Xander was trying to figure out how he came to the attention of Giles' bosses.

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(Sunnydale High Library)

Giles picked up the phone tiredly as he rubbed some of the soreness out of his eyes.

"Sunnydale High Library, Rupert Giles speaking"

"…"

"Are you sure?"

".."

"Yes, Yes I understand."

"…"

"Very well, good bye."

Giles hung up the phone and wondered at the information he had just received.

"A Rogue slayer on the hellmouth." He whispered before picking up a watchers diary that he knew had dealings with rogue slayers.

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Willow walked down the street carefully as she tried not to think of being eaten by the local undead population.

Of course trying to 'Not' think of something only brings up all the reasons why you shouldn't think about that something, which is of course thinking about it and of course defeats the purpose of trying not to think about it in the first place.

Needless to say Willow was not fairing well on remaining calm.

"Miss?"

Willow shrieked at the sound as she looked around frantically for the source.

"Up here." The voice said as Willow finally looked up and gasped in shock at the red and gold armored man that floated there.

"Sorry to startle you, but my systems seem to be having a problem and as embarrassing as this is… I need some directions. Is this Sunnydale by any chance?" the legendary Iron Man asked as the man within was glad of the helmet that hid his flushed face.

Willow stared at the floating figure for several seconds before his question worked its way through her shock and she slowly nodded in confirmation.

"Good… can you point me towards the warehouse district then." He asked and took her numb pointing as an indication.

"Well, thanks for the help. And if it's at all possible, do you think we could keep this between us?" he asked and decided that the slow head nod was confirmation enough before putting more energy to his boots and lifting off in the direction he was given to the warehouse district.

Willow stared at the spot of air the super hero had recently vacated for several seconds before she remembered why it was a bad idea to stand around outside after dark.

As she hurried home she didn't notice the blinking traffic camera as it pulled back from where it was watching the conversation.

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"Sir"

The older man looked up from the paperwork tiredly to stare at the man waiting for him.

"We have confirmation that Iron Man is in Sunnydale Sir."

The older man considered that meaning for several seconds before putting a cigar into his jaw and smiling around it. "Get me video feeds from that town, I want to see this." He growled, in the first good mood he'd had in days.

He ignored the man fleeing his office as he tried to imagine the throw down about to happen on the hellmouth.

His good mood lasted several seconds before he looked down at the mountain of paperwork he had to do.

With a sigh Nick Fury picked up the latest report on the HYDRA Situation.

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(A/N) Hope you all enjoy this, took me a while to write it out.