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Buffy was through with being nice. She had enough of
the jealous and possessive Riley Finn. And, seeing how
his man treated Giles, she was furious. Her watcher was
noone to act like that without reason.
She hadn't understood what he had mumbled after Forrest
had stunned him, but she knew he was calling Riley a
murderer and there was mention of Joce and Willow.
And, as Riley ripped away his shirt to get his cut
cared for, she could see the ring on the necklace he'd
hidden under it before. A ring like she knew so well,
a claddagh ring who was the double of the one on her
finger.
"Where did you get that from?" she hissed coldly.

"From your former loverboy," Riley replied swiftly and
his eyes betrayed his venom. "He's dust now."

"You...you killed Angel?"

"He's dust. I can even show you his remains!" Iowa's
poster boy grinned. "I killed the bastard who had
mistreated you...as I'll kill everyone else who did.
Get this clear, Buffy. Either you're mine or you'll
face a far worse fate than you can imagine! You NEED
me to protect you...keep you sane."

Red hot rage flooded her system as she shot up, her
hand shot forward and then she grabbed the necklace
and ripped it off him. "YOU have no right to bear
this, bastard!" she snarled. suddenly it all made
sense. HE had done all the killing. All her friends.
And her mother, now, because she had opposed him as
a boyfriend of her daughter...her death sentence.
She felt the rage consume her and with a cry of pure
hate Buffy punched him out.
She wanted to hop over the table and finsih him with
her bare hands but suddenly there were all his goons
around and trying to get her restrained.
She saw Forrest, who had taken down Giles, and she
lashed out with her fingers and dug them into his
throat. she felt the adam's apple curshed and knew
she had killed him - and she enjoyed the feeling.
She kicked some other man in the chest and heard
ribs crack, then she whirled around and sidestepped
a muscular agent trying to tackle her. She gave him
her besst uppercut and as he fell back knocked out
she went to break his neck.
"I'll kill all of you swines!" she snapped as a
stunshot hit her back and she howled in pain but she
kept standing and somehow evaded the next salvo as she
dashed for cover. The thrid one hit her dead on in a
leg and then she was down, surrounded by them. She
never quite saw where Xander came from but he was
there, changing from a man-shape into a living
nightmare and got to simply rip out the heart of the
Initiative agent who was stepping in to finish her.
He tore the man limb from limb in a matter of moments
and all she felt was grim satisfaction.
Then there were others who fired and he was hit, three
times and four, five. He went down, roaring rage like
a wild animal and turned around.
Buffy felt how he grabbed her and then ran for it, he
simply ran right through the window and away, carrying
her in a fireman's carry on the back while stumbling
blindly into the dark.
Riley got away, for now, but she soon could hear the
screeching tires of the hummers as more squads were
called in to hunt them down.
It wasn't pretty at all but somehow Xander manged
to beat them by jumping into the next sewer entrance
and then they ran through the dark.



Taking refuge in some abandonded place of the ever
mysterious sewer system of Sunnydale Buffy had simply
ripped away the evening gown she'd carried as well as
her shoes, everyhting that could have hindered her.
She was pacing and furiously, out for a kill.
She didn't care how she looked and stank right now, she
was just thinking about how she could get Riley and
kill him. The realization that she had used her Slayer
powers to kill human beings barely settled in and then
she remembered Faith and what became of her. If that
was the prize she had to pay, she'd do so gladly.
Buffy hadn't looked after her for some days now and she
wondered what happened to her, then figured she was safe
as Riley never knew that she was there at all.
A call at her mother's had confirmed her worst fear as
she was connected to a policeman - and then Buffy had
let the poor cop hanging. She wasn't about to leave this
to the law, she would do justice herself. She knew who
the perpetrator was and she just as well knew about what
she wanted to do with him.
But Riley was nowhere to be found, he wouldn't be so
dumb to show his face where she could get a shot at him.
And all his soldiers were out after her now.
And after one squad got close to them while she was
calling her mom, Buffy had killed even more of them.
She could have left them alive but she deliberately
had snapped their spines and made them die slowly.
She had enjoyed their pain and cries for mercy.
She didn't like to hide herself in the abandoned factory
with Xander, after all she saw in the restaurant she
knew neither one of them had a problem with daylight.
And she was willing to fight, willing to kill more.
Finally she stopped the pacing and looked at Xander.
"You lied to me about your soul, didn't you?"

"I never told you any lie, Buffy. I just...I kept
back some things and let you think what you wanted,"
Xander said uncomfortably. "Like you did with Angel."

Her face darkened at the mention of his name and she
was about to snapp at him when she nodded, shaking
her head. Slowly realization sank in as the first
hot rage drained away and she began to cry. She was
a killer. She wanted to kill more.
And she was sitting here with a vampire who was fated
to destroy her...her former best friend and ally in
the world. And now? He'd saved her butt, that much
was sure. What he was doing there - well, Riley must
have had expected him to show up. "I guess we're even,
then. Now tell me the truth."

"The truth?"

"You're the daywalker, aren't you?" Buffy simply said
and smirked. "Giles got this big book on you. Full of
what you can do and what a nasty customer you are."

Xander smiled warily and looked down on the floor
where some rats were hurrying about. "I have no idea
what Dru did, but I noticed a lot right away. I never
lost my soul...so I really killed my parents."

She was stunned for a moment and then she simply nodded
and shrugged it off. "You can walk in the sunlight, can
you?"

"I can even play werewolf. Or assume a wolf form and run
around on four legs, if you mean that," Xander said and
motioned her to sit down. "Most of it is true. I did
fuck Harmony and I did kill Anya...turned her, in fact."

Buffy chewed on her lip and suddenly had another idea.
"And what did you do about Faith?"

"What do you think?"

"What you want to do to me as well, isn't it?" Buffy
constated devoid of any emotion. "You made her over
into a vampire - a souled evil Slayer-vampire."

"Yes," Xander admitted proudly. "I couldn't resist the
opportunity to check if I really could...Anya said I
should but I had to know."

"When did you start to realize you wanted me?" Buffy
wondered and answered it for herself. "Right from the
first hour. You always wanted me."

"I did," Xander nodded. "After Willow did the curse I
heard she was dead and decided I could come close to
you again."

"You had ample opportunity to attack and turn me," Buffy
simply stated. She knew it was true - as well as that
she was still alive and unharmed. "Why not?"

"I could force you, but I...I never was able to hurt
you," Xander chuckled tormented. "I'm stronger than the
old master now and I just can't use anything against
you. I really do love you...whatever that means, I
never knew. All the times I was either with monsters
or...mhm, I guess Cordelia counts as another."

"Funny," Buffy said. "Until you got turned I never felt
drawn to you but since...it is a pull there." It was
the prophecy. And maybe realization what he had been for
her as well. "Will you destroy me?"

"I have no idea," Xander said saddened. "Riley...if I
had known what a madman he was, I would have killed him
already, I swear!" He shrugged. "You're a murderer now,
like me. You have noone besides me anymore. I guess you
are pretty much destroyed already."

"No," Buffy said. "I am just halfway there." Swallowing
she stepped closer to him. "I offer you a deal, Xander.
You help me kill Riley. And destroy the whole damn
Initiative forever." She looked him in the brown eyes
and it was not even a challenge to speak her mind then.
"And I will be your consort. I will let you turn me!"

*

Xander was glad he was sitting on the ground as Buffy
looked him in the eyes and made her offer to be turned.
All she wanted was revenge. She would not even consider
backing out. "You know what that means?"

"I get to live as a vampire, I guess. Could be worse,"
Buffy said and then, in a faint memory of her past, she
laughed bitterly. "I just never imagined it. And what
problems will it make to the demon?"

"You know, it isn't like the demon will control you. You
retain your soul as a Slayer," Xander told her slowly.
Then he stopped the trembling of his hands and looked
her over. "Buffy, I will destroy the Initiative anyway.
You don't have to...pay me anything for that."

"For a villain you're not actively pursuing your best
interest, do you, Xander?" Buffy said and looked around
the sewers. "You were right there. I have nothing left
but you and revenge against Riley. Revenge for Angel."

"He holds him somewhere?"

"Angel's dust, Xander. That bastard killed him!" Buffy
groaned grimly. She looked like she would want to break
someone's neck the next instant - to the demon this was
a real turnon. Xander wasn't as focused on her mean
streak coming to the fore. "I don't want to go on with
this...I want to be happy for a change. Can you make me
happy?"

"I would try all I can," Xander said, feeling oddly
devoted to her. "I never could leave you. But...what
about Giles?"

"I don't think he'll live that much longer."

"If he does, I will have to kill him."

"Why?"

"Drucilla," Xander simply stated.

Buffy formend a silent O and then she nodded, suddenly
even grinned. "I guess I can understand about that. You
can kill him any way you wish...if Riley doesn't do him
first." Xander allowed himself to show his joy at that
as Buffy said that and bared her throat to him. "Will
you do it now?"

"Why now?"

"I don't want to change my mind. I had the gut to go so
far...I don't want to end up all weak again and back
out!" Buffy said decisvely. "And, I really want to be
with you...my black knight."

Xander quietly gave in to his excitement. "You will
need food when you awake. We should prepare. And you
will need a shower and something more presentable to
the world in clothing."

"What is that about food?"

"You get to choose the man you drain first," Xander
said, still unsure if she really was going through
with her decision. "Do you still want to...?"

Buffy nodded with a small smile. "Let's get going."

They went to raid some clothes store and when the owner
came in to see her throwing away his goods while looking
for what suited her, Buffy turned around and kicked the
old man in the chest so hard his ribs cracked apart even
before his body hit the wall. And then she went forward
and snapped his neck with easy and slow motions, and she
was savoring any moment of it.
"You didn't need to kill him," Xander said. "I could
have made him forget."

"I had to prove I would go through with it."

"Not to me."

"To MYSELF!" Buffy coldly stated and drew a few deep
breadths. He vibrant green eyes looked colder than
Xander had ever seen them before. "Now I know."

"What?"

"Faith was right, we really like to kill," Buffy said
bewildered and sighed. "I guess I became a blackhat
now, did I?"

"Well, I'd say it isn't as good as ripping your parents
apart, but...to quote Oz: Yeah," Xander said. "I say
we should get going. You found some dress yet?"

"Not really," Buffy laughed and returned to her work
of choosing clothes. She didn't care a bit about the
mess left behind. Or the corpse in the corner. It
wasn't important anymore. "Is it fun to be a badass?"

"Don't know, but you surely can do whatever you want to
do," Xander replied amused. "I guess it is all about to
do what you want to and damn the consequences."

"Well, they can look for a new girlscout in the next
town, this one has just gone into early retirement!"
Buffy gloated as she found something to wear. "Now
to a shower."

We broke into the house of some family whose older kid
we knew from high school. He was one of these poor
fellows we saved from becoming fishman with the swim
team. Well, now he and his people were vampire dinner.
Xander guessed it was far trade, after all he had more
than a year left. And it was one of the little ironies
of live, they just found they were nearby and his was
the first address that came to Buffy's mind.
Buffy helped Xander to club them unconscious and shackle
them using gummed tape. She joked about a thousand and
one use of household appliances when they put their
prey into the prey's own car, man and wife, younger
sister and son and elder son. How nice from them to
even provide for transportation.
And then she used their shower and the makeup tables.
She looked dashing as ever, even more with her newly
found decisiveness and the new air of rutlessness,
and that blue dress really suited her.
Woman's viles, Xander mused with a fool's grin as she
bowed forward and kissed him. A promise of what was
to come that really made her moan and him hard.
They left the car in a less frequented alley and used
the entrance through the old school to force their
captives down. Buffy broke the man's arm and hit the
daughter to make her point to them: They would not
take anything, tolerate the least bit of resistance.
and then they entered the old master's lair, the
fallen church.
Now it was resettled and there was even some new
illumination brought in. There were about three dozen
vampires together, as well as Spike and Anya and Faith.
In ajoining caverns there were human captives, meat as
well as commandos taken alive.
Faith had remembered Cordelia and after they kicked the
commandos' butts she took her with them. She had lost
a lot of vampires - about two dozen, noone had quite
believed how words spread and how much the commando's
had been hated. And there were a lot more of dead
soldiers than captives - and most of them had manged to
escape due to the lack of able tactical leadership in
the vampire's horde. Especially after someone had dusted
Harmony and one third of their figthing forces fell
apart. Damn it, Xander thought as he got that bit of
news, not that he valued her so high but she was a sweet
bit of pussy. And had been such a good servant.
And the commandos had called in for reinforcements so
they had been forced to run again. Yet the mood was high
for the vampire community (and there were some other
demons as well) had managed to fight back with success
for a first time.
Xander stepped into the assembly of the undead and got
quite a lof of stares. The vampires alredy had two really
powerfull master vampires, albeit inexperienced, and now
they saw something else.
Xander knew they felt his power and his demon was having
great satisfaction as the vampires realized how mighty
he was - their demons would tell them to serve him. Some
of the elder types might slip away later, but the mass
would follow him.
And he was pleased to see that more than half of those
gathered recognized Buffy for who she was. What she was.
There were uttered shreaks of the dreaded word, of the
one human being everyone of them alaways feared.
Some of them already kept their distance from the blonde
Slayer as she hoarded her meat into a cage and then
winked at Anya and Spike and smiled at Faith who came
close, a bit uncertain.
"I don't believe it, Xander! Where were you?" the
brunette psycho asked. "And what are you doing down
here, B?"

"Joining the ranks," Buffy declared defiantly. "You got
any problem with that?"

"Just some to believe it," Spike added unnerved as he
stared at Xander, spooked. "You really gonna switch
sides, Slayer?"

"Don't you harass her, Spike," Anya chuckled from behind
him and looked over to Xander. "I see your hunting has
not been for naught, mylord."

Xander had never been called lord before but he found he
liked it, as well as the admiration appearant in the
eyes of most demons and vampires present. "It hasn't. We
killed a few commandos before, and I took the Slayer
away before they could grab her. She has agreed to join
our ranks tonight."

"You mean in an alliance?" Faith asked.

"He means he'll turn me, F," Buffy said and grinned as
she saw the others shock. "Soon I'll be just like you."

"How did you manage to convince her to that?" Spike
wondered.

"I asked," Xander replied wryly, his deep brown eyes
radiating with humour. "Buffy, show them."

"With pleasure!" Buffy said as she went closer to a
startled Faith and then publicly kissed her full on the
lips, hungry. Savoring the moment and pleased at how
fast Faith released herself into the kiss and the lithe
blonde's embrace. Buffy's hands wandered quickly down
on the leather clad body of Faith to the hips and the
butt, where she started to squeeze. Both Slayers began
to moan and looked like they would go down and dirty
right then and there. After Buffy broke the connection
she laughed. "Always wanted to do that to you, F."

"Wow, B!" Faith cheered and for a moment her full demon
face appeared. "When did you loose your inhibitions?"

"You know, a good kill lets you loosen up, F," Buffy
smiled and showed her fists before blushing. "Sorry
that I stabbed you."

"It's okay," Faith said, mangnanimously granting
forgiveness. "It's just...I never really believed you
would..."

"Just takes the right approach," Buffy spilled the
secret and licked her lips. "Doesn't it, Xand?"

"Uh-huh," Xander said, a bit unbelieving as he looked
both Salyers up and Anya came in on his back, hugging
him and kissing his neck. Whispering about some of the
pleasures to be shared later.
Not now, now there were the others to consider. Xander
felt challenged as he walked over to the old master's
dusty throne and looked at it. But he did not place his
behind on it, not yet. Instead he turned around on the
first step beyond the throne and addressed the crowd
to be silent. The heated murmurs vanished within a few
moments, as the minions of darkness discussed what they
had just been privileged to witness.
A Slayer turned to their side by the man, that was an
almost unheard of feat. Yet here it had happened twice.
And there was a lot else going on, as well.
Xander knew it for a fact that he was more powerfull
than the old master had ever been - well, beyond the
hellmouth opening. No way he was going to loose himself
to do something that stupid, why share this world with
some scaly worms who got kicked out eons ago anyway?
He cleared his throat. "Hello there, unpeople and
whatever you are. My name is Alexander and I'm sort of
the new boss in here. As such I lay claim to this
seat of power, ye children of the night. But yet I am
not entitled to do, for what proof of my claim has
there been so far?"

Spike smiled contemptously while Anya just looked smuggly
and Faith kept getting close to Buffy, touching her butt
sexily and exchanging whispers.

"I will prove my claim to you and all, and I shall take
this seat the day we finally get to destroy these vile
insolent humans who continue to harass us!" Xander went
on, gaining steam. "And I will prove my claim with the
turning of the woman who shall be my queen - come here,
Slayer. It's showtime!"

Buffy laughed with real joy as she moved over to him,
showing off her butt a bit and receiving a coarse
compliment from Faith. A promise.
Xander felt he was about to be the king of the world
as she came to him and then, demonstratively, pulled
her hair away and bared her throat. He felt his demon
screaming for blood. Her Slayer's blood.
Buffy stopped to breath as he pushed the fangs into
her pure white skin and gasped as he began to drain
her. And then, just before she collapsed into the
black realms of unconsciousness, he tore them out and
held her there, slit his own wrist with his fangs and
held the bleeding wound to her mouth.
Buffy's eyes tore into his with desire as she began
to suck the dark blood flowing out, she sucked and
swallowed until she fell unconscious.
Xander picked her body up in his hands and kissed her
on the forehead. "Rest well, my love," he said and
then grinned at the spectators. "Now, people, we have
a party to celebrate!"

"And how?"

"Oh, Anya, bring in the food," Xander said. "Except
for the commando boys, and for those Buffy brought.
They are hers."

"Of course, mylord," Anyanka said, smuggly as she
gathered her minions and led them away.

Spike looked up at him. "Why keep the commandos back?
We could have a lot of fun tearing them apart!"
There were many who agreed.

Xander shook his head. "We get to kill enough soldier
boys soon, folks!" he promised. "But for those assembled
here I have something else in mind...why not let them
make up for their sins by serving ME?"
Something that would gain him more than fleeting fun
from seeing the humans tortured to death. Something
that would gain him the service of half a dozen strong
and capable warrior vampires. And all the inside
information on the Initiative one could only hope for.
He doubted the commando guys would be worth shit once
the dumb brutes tried to break them with pain, they
were trained to resist that.

Spike gaped and so did most of the others, then the
peroxide blonde (and presently neutered) badass punk
laughed. And laughed. "You're evil, Xander. Really
EVIL!"

"I don't care," Xander said. He would get what he wanted
without destroying the world or going down to hell. So
far everything had worked out bleakly.
The future, though, was a different matter.
Xander realized he needed some experienced mage and a
capable researcher. And he would have to secure Giles'
books. He knew the day was nearly past now and sent
Spike and some of the fellows to use a stolen car to
get him everything that the ex-Watcher owned. No use in
letting it all go to waste. And wouldn't it infuriate
all the other Watchers?
Still, there remained a question of what else there was
left to do. He needed muscles to beat the Initiative he
did not have right now, more than just numbers of new
minions.
Good thing Willow had managed to derat Amy Madison,
Xander thought, as he saw the captured Cordelia brought
in to feed some stupid vamp.
"No," he said and the spoken to fangboy turned around
with a purring cat sound. Flashing fangs. "That one is
special. Bring her to me."
He grinned as he remembered what he had heard about
Cordy. She gained some power of foresight after some
demon pal of hers died. Just peachy.
While outside the big party began, an orgy of torture
and feeding and rampant sex, Xander carried Buffy away
to the private cave Anya had prepared. There was some
really big bed there where he put her.
Faith came in and brought Cordelia with her, a mere
shell reminding of what had formerly inhabitated that
gorgeous body of hers. And then Anya brought some snacks
and Buffy's presents.
"You could go to the party out there," Xander said. "I
don't plan on attending and you can do everything you
want."

"So what? I want you to assfuck me. And I'm interested
in her," Anya said, pointing at Cordelia. "Wonder what
reduced bitch queen to vegetable state."

"If I guess right, she was systematically beaten and
gang raped and drugged. And heavily! Really cute," Faith
said as she examined Cordelia. "I saw some who broke
down under the stress. Probably takes days if she comes
out of her shell...if ever again."

"Now that's a nice feat," Anya commented. "What do you
want with her, Xand?"

"Don't know. Maybe I'll fuck her myself, used to date
her back then and she never let me get any," Xander
shrugged while he began to strip. Faith was eagerly to
do the same and start fucking. "Too bad she's just such
a veggie now."

"Maybe we could change that," Anya said. "You ever made
a ghoul?"

"Not that I know of," Faith said, more interested in
Xander's raising cock. She knelt down and took it in
her mouth and started to suck it. The sounds from the
chained and gagged family condemned to observe them to
the moment they died just added to their play.

"It's sort of a delicate process," Anya said, revealing
another piece of demonic lore. "You don't actually turn
the human but make them dependant on your blood. Then
they don't age and can go out in daylight and enter all
places and invite you in."

"Sounds kinda interesting," Xander moaned as he was
grinning viciously with demon face to the big eyes of
their captives. He eyed the kids there. "Mhm, don't you
want to have some of that too, girl? Maybe I'll even let
you live then, if you do it right."

"No reason you'd need one, but what about Faith?" Anya
said, clearly eager to have her herself. Xander relized
the manipulation and decided to punish Anya for that.
If she'd just asked she would have gotten her, but now
he would give her to Faith. But as she didn't sound any
bit interested, Buffy had a shot before Anya came.
Then he watched in excitement as Anya produced a whip, a
real cat of nine. And began to work on Faith who moaned
while blowing him off.

"Comeon, Anya, suck her pussy," Xander said and Anya
went to lick Faith's ass. The sight clearly made anyone
hot. Even the prey. The mother was disgusted and clearly
tried to tell him so, but he just grinned nastily.
Xander took over the whip and used it to give Faith more
bloody scars and see how the wounds healed in moments.
Oh yeah, Slayer-vamps were really hard to hurt. He
exchanged positions to get Faith on top of him and
admire the two vampire bitches playing with their breasts
and each other. He absentmindedly strode Buffy's hair.
Waiting for her to revive and join in the fun.
So long he'd only dreamt of this, Xander mused, and now
he had it. The woman, the power - and soon the rest,
too. Soon he'd be a real king of the town...and more.
With Angel as a bagged dustbin and VampBuffy on his
side, there was nothing left to stop him. Well, not
after he killed the Initiative.
The fools from the Watcher's Council certainly were
not any danger, not without a real Slayer. Someone
right on there with Buffy or Faith. But all they got
was prude-and-proud-of-it-Kendra, the looser. Xander
laughed meniacally and kissed Buffy's cold cheek.
Soon she would rise again.
Until then Anya could play with the younger kids little
dick a bit and shock the others. Cordelia just sat there
and kept staring into thin air, taking in the sights.
Xander stared at her and something said him she was
important. "Anya, tell me how to make a ghoul!" he said,
sure that Cordy would make one soon. And she would wake
up, as well. "And what they are like."
And his first childe did so, while she was giving the
little boy the real thing he'd only had wet dreams of
so far. Too bad he wouldn't get that happy with it.
It wasn't so easy as it sounded, one vamp needed a lot
to pull it of. Buffy had all that. And wouldn't it be
fun to see the arrogant bitch queen as some sort of
appendage to the woman who caused her life to be turned
upside down?
It sounded very interesting, Xander mused. A warm human,
alive as long as she got her master's blood. Unaging! A
bit stronger. And there even was sort of a telepathy gig
involved.
The more he thought of it the more the idea did make
sense to him. Cordelia was ideal bait and, well, she had
already been aiding a vampire before, so why not again?
"You'll make her a real terror," Xander gloated at the
still unresponsive brunette beauty queen. And he would
enjoy to have them at the same time. She'd beg to be a
worm under his feet. Wouldn't that make Cordy go totally
crazy?