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Riley had left and Buffy slammed the door of her dorm
shut. The reality of Willow's death hadn't had time
to topple her but mostly it infuriated her that Riley
thought it had been Xander.
Beyond rage Buffy thought about her on again, off again
relationship with Angel. She dumped Owen, a cute but
normal guy, the second Angel came back along. And she
could dump Riley Finn as easily - sex with him was just
good, really, but who was he?
Xander...well, wasn't she sick. Buffy wondered if she
had a fixation towards walking corpses.
She preferred to run around at night with one than to
date a guy with a warm body. Actually, Riley hadn't even
come close to the night she had with Angel, but still!
God, she'd fucked Angel's soul away and paid for that
with the most horrible months of her live, but she still
dreamt about the hours before...her first and best time.
And now all she, given just the opportunity, she might
do the same with Xander.
It scared her but she really had a thing for the undead.
Riley left without a further word and she went into bed,
alone and sobbing into the pillos quietly. Long after
she found sleep. And was having a nightmare about her
becoming a vampire again, but this time she was not at
Angel's side but Xander was the bloodsucking monster who
turned her. And, like she had dreamed about before, she
liked it...in this dream she liked to be with a man who
loved her. Whom she loved back. To hell with the rest.
She awoke and rubbed her eyes, shocked.
She loved him, too, it was not only him.
"Oh damn, Giles is going to KILL me!" she whispered.
And how the hell had Riley even learned about where to
look for him? It didn't matter, Riley had no right to
do this. She really wanted to break some of his bones.
And to have an opportunity with Xander. To talk.



Xander shook himself with laughter as he saw Riley Finn
laeve Buffy's place. Oh yes, that was JUST peachy! He'd
not expected Buffy would be coming on to him like this!
Anya had said he had the power to attract her but he had
not thought it could be that effective.
So, Buffy was angry at her beefstick and he was pissed
for her. Good. He could use that. HE hadn't expected it
to be this easy.
Time to go to Parker and gut him in his hallway. He got
in with asking the man for help, saying that he needed
him or he'd beat him up a bit right now. Parker, who was
not even recuperated from their last discussion, conceded
the point. "What do you need MY help for, Harris?"

The look on the bloke's face when Xander did slam the
blade into him was just prizeless - such amazement.
Parker went down and knew he was going to die, but not
yet. It did not even hurt so bad...yet.
"Why?" he rasped in shock.

"Nah, not what you think. I'm not the jealous type,"
Xander gloated as Parker collapsed to the floor and
desperately tried to keep his blood from flowing away.
It ran over his hands like red water, deliciously. He
kicked the young man down and around a bit and liked
to hear his screams and the sound of some bones break.
The demon's exstacy wasn't the only one there. "Just
need her to think some other shit is, you forgive me
for having to kill you on the way? You know she's
worth it."

"You're insane!" Parker spat blood. "You bastard, god,
you cannot...!" And then his voice died with the slit
throat and vocal coard and he vainly tried to breath.

"Ow, wish you'd come up with any original line there,"
Xander said as he began to gut him and slit his throat
to keep PArker from screaming. A messy and bloody kill
but he managed to avoid sullying his clothes. The smell
made him all hungry. "Thanks for your assist, buddy!"
He laughed.
Well, Parker, now it's obvious I CAN! he mused.
He still smeared another message at the wall, one that
was another little stylus. B, you're mine forever, X.
Oh, it was romantic. In a demon kind of way, anyway.
Reminded him of Angelus.
All in all, Xander found he liked the vampire monster a
lot more than the souled deadboy. Enough not to go after
Angel right now and rip his head of.
Instead he just stalked one of the many dumb fools who
was out alone at night in Sunnydale UC. Guy was just a
convenient snack on the way and Xander enjoyed to kill
him, drain him of any drop of blood in him.
Not exactly his style but, what the hell, didn't matter
as he was a badass by now anyway. Felt so good to let
out all the rage and hate he'd assembled over his live.
Well, he could understand how Angelus got off from his
powertrip. See them and kill them, just like that.
Xander intended to have some lot of fun next. That was
why he sent Buffy's mom the flowers and her card next.
Bet Riley would just LOVE to hear about this when he
got to tell Buffy of Parker.
Now, he needed to get going and prepare his next step.
Would be a lot of work for Anya and Harmony to provide
him with two or three dozen minions for the upcoming
struggle with the commandos.
Next Xander used a cell phone to get at Riley and he
was lucky, beefstick was on the helm immidiately.
"Buffy?" he asked, hopefull.

"Not quite, beefstick," Xander chuckled. "Close at
the least."

"Xander!" Riley spat with disdain into the phone.
"What do you want from me, monster?"

"Oh, how about you calling your goons of my back,
for a start?" Xander sneered. As if they'd EVER get
him! "Or to keep your slimy hands away from MY girl."

"Buffy isn't your girl, sucker," Riley gloated and
Xander heard him punch a few keys. "She'll never
touch you again, not a stinking creature like you."

Xander laughed. "So sure she wouldn't?" he asked.
"You know what you mean to her, don't you, beefstick?"

"Yeah. I got her, so you can dream on."

"You sure I never had a shot up her lovely tiny hole?
There was a time when she threw herself at me like
that, beefstick. Oh, I hope you kissed that little spot
on the tight, that were she's ticklish!" Xander teased
him and enjoyed the sharp breath Riley took. "She likes
that so much."

"Bastard," Riley just hissed. Ah, he was the possessive
type. Weren't they all? Xander thought about what he
would do next to the poor sucker. "I'll kill you!"

"Now, now, gotta catch me before that," Xander said
while he was walking casually aroung the UC dorm area.
"Get it, dumbhead, Buffy only goes for my kind of dick.
Always will dump any pretty boytoy for a corpse to fuck
around with."

"You're delusional."

"Am I? Her first was a cold one, Riley. That saying's
true, after tasting one cold cock she never wants any
other!" Xander gloated. "Angel really got her off, good
enough she never raised a finger even as he killed the
mortals by the dozen as long as he just did her. You
just have no ide how much better it is for me now."

"You're a lousy liar, Harris," Riley coughed back
uncertainly. "She'd never allow that."

"Well, she doesn't like it when she knows them, but she
just demanded a bit more for them," Xander said and felt
the seed of doubt take roots in the commando guy. "You
know, she likes to let go when she comes and if she does
it with a fragile human you're just pulp...so go figure
what she does to get her yummy! Hey, they even fucked
on the graves of the guy he'd just killed sometimes!
And, man, Buffy can scream...if she wants to."

"I'll kill you with my BARE hands, Harris!" Riley
screamed, loosing his temper. "I promise I'll see you
weep and beg me to kill you but I won't! I will..."

"Dream on, beefstick," Xander muttered. "By the way,
nice job your guys did with Parker. Bet you enjoyed
it to send your goons to kill him."

"Who?" riley just wondered.

"Buffy's last boytoy, Finn," Xander snorted. "Man, are
you just that backwards or simply dense? Be seeing you,
beefstick."

"I'll look forward to it," Riley promised darkly.

Xander killed the connection and threw the stolen cell
phone away, then he morphed into the wolf and ran for
it. He was almost away from the place when the first
hummer with a squad of commandos appeared on the scene,
but they just were lost.
Noone paid attention to the gray wolf who was sitting
on the side of the road and then he left. He enjoyed
to run on four legs, to sense so much more of the
world around him than he ever thought possible.
He wondered what Riley would do now.
If he were in his position, Xander would have gone to
Giles and heard the Watcher out. But Riley wasn't him
so he probably would run to Buffy like a hurt dog and
really get on her nerves.
He chuckled.
Whistling Xander went his way into Sunnydale hospital
and grinned as he slipped into Faith's room. He had been
here quite often over time, the only one to visit her at
all. He wasn't sure why he had gone there, but right now
he was there to test his plans.
How fortunate to have another Slayer at hands for some
little experiment, Xander thought as he talked to the
nurse watching the station. One lone old woman to watch
out for a dozen patients, what a laugh. And to guard one
prizeless treasure.
He made her believe there was a full team of black clad
commandos come by and scare her shitless with a gun one
of them shoved into her face. Oh yes, she'd really be
halfway to insanity later on - he trapped her in one of
the utility closets and went on his way.
She was still lying in the bed. Pale and beautifull, the
dark slayer. Xander kissed her forehead and removed the
live support gear around her, kissed her on the full
lips again. "Time for a new go-around, Faith," he said
before he bit into the unconscious brunette's jugular
and felt the rich essence of Slayerblood run down his
throat. He moaned and nearly lost it there, it was just
so GOOOD he couldn't stop to suck. So much power! He
barely managed to remember to force her mouth open and
slit his wrist to fill her with his blood.
Then he took the lifeless form and left the hospital
before sunrise. He went to Harmony's place and got
a few of the first people to go to work with him. He
wanted his new childe to have a happy meal when she
woke up.
Spike was already there and busy fucking Harmony in the
ass, making the bitch giggle with delight. "He, Xander!
Where have you been?" he asked as he saw the limb body
Xander carried into the room. "And who's the bunny?"

"I don't believe it!" Anyanka said, sitting on the bed
and just ginfering herself. "You really turned HER?"

Xander grinned smuggly. "Well, just bagging a Slayer
isn't anything special. Never heard of someone turning
one," he said. "What's the matter?"

"You idiot!" Spike hissed. "There's a reason WHY none of
us would be foolish enough to turn one of them! They do
not turn so well, fuck, they keep their souls!"

"And?" Xander asked, hiding his surprise well. It was no
real surprise. "You do think she's gonna be the next
soulboy staking after us?"

"They always do," Spike said defensively as he stared at
Xander. "How the hell did you get the other Slayer so
fast? they sent her after you?"

"No, Spike," Xander chuckled. "Meet Faith, the one and
only dark slayer up to now."

"The what?" the vampire said dumbstruck.

"The slayer who enjoyed to turn darkside, mate. Kill the
humans and such. Went up against Buffy and got a knife
in there for it, then ended in a coma. Figured she could
do better than just to ROT away in that hospital,"
Xander explained as he got over and just ripped his zipper
open and motioned for Anya to give him a little blowjob.
She grinned before she went to work and Xander moaned.
"Trust me, she's gonna be fun to be around."

Spike certainly was not convinced of that and proposed
to just stake her. And after that, he shook his head.
"With an attitude like that, Xander, you'll never come
around to bag your second slayer!"

"And that's where you're wrong," Xander said smuggly
and groaned as he came into Anya's mouth. Her cold wet
tongue licked his cock clean before she moved up to kiss
him longingly and he suddenly was on the back and she
was straddling him, impaling herself on him. Next go
around with Anyanka. "Anyone can kill a Slayer, but who
can say he's able to really TURN them?"

"You're insane!" Spike exclaimed. "Not even Angelus was
that crazy to try for...shit, if she's evil you might be
right, she MIGHT like it. As well as staking you just on
general principle!"

"What's live without some little risk now and then?"
Xander returned happyly as he got to curb Anyan's titts
and see her moan as she rocked him. "Anyway, we're in
for phase two of my little plan, now."

"Which would be?"

"Oh, we need a few minions and then you get to tell our
old friends a nice story. Who's left of them," Xander
declared chuckling. Actually Spike would go to Giles and
ask for blood, he'd had no problems to act ashamed and
the watcher would belive that there was a new gang in
town. He would ascertain Giles that Xander was soulboy
number two and make him give some bit of information to
the commandos.

"And then?"

"Then we lure them into a trap, for a change," Xander
grinned. "I just need some of their people to turn."

"What for?" Spike wondered. "You run around and start to
turn anyone, next you'll tell me you want that damn bag
of piss Giles to join the club!"

"In the words of my generation: EEeek! Uuurgh! Totally
freaking disgusting!" Xander roared laughing. "No, my
man! Giles will get his due soon. See, he just has this
little thing for Buffy's mom...I want HIM to find HER
in his bed. After we all had our fun with her."

"Not that I'm gonna complain about anything that hurts
the bloody wanker, but what about blondie?" Spike said
concerned. "Won't she come after you?"

"Ah, that's the fucking best of the whole idea," Xander
grinned and made Anya cry out as he pressed her dead
flesh while rocking against her hips, bringing her ever
closer to orgasm. "We'll frame the whole act on the
commando boy, Riley."

"Why?"

"'Cause he's Buffy's boyfriend and I want her to HATE
everything about the asshole," Xander said honestly
and biting into Anya's shoulder as he came, feeling her
fangs in his own while she shuddered violently. Xander
was still full of Slayerblood and it made him feel the
whole experience with doubled sensitivity. It was just
so great. "I want Buffy to kill him out of her own free
will, Spike. Either you go along with that or else..."

"Fine with me," Spike said defensively. "Just let the
Watcher die slowly."

"He will," Xander promised and noticed Faith was
starting to revive. "Harmony, Spike - would you be so
nice to get some snack for Faith?" They hurried off
as Xander kissed Anya on the back of the neck. She
was changing into a master vampire more and more, her
demonic features hideously distorted. To his demon she
was fiendishly attractive even in her vampform, not
counting the human facade she kept up out of habit.
"We will have such a lot of fun with her, Anya," he
whispered softly. "I just know it will be good."