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Summary: Xander gets magically pushed to dress up as a Terminator for Halloween and receives different mission in ‘life’.

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Movies > TerminatorDukenFR18811,94811322,7402 Jan 072 Jan 07No

Who Am I Now?

Harris Basement
4:20 PM

“…sh didn’t you?” The indigent statement ended; as if nothing had happened. The women blinked at him, as if he had said something utterly stupid. “The ‘w’ word is the most dangerous one in any language. It is worse than is that all you can do? and like statements. It is even worse than it could be worse or at least its not! Do not use that word!” The looks continued, so Xander shooed them out of the basement, and then out of the house.

----WISH NOT GRANTED
----ANYANKA MAY HAVE BEEN REMOVED IN THIS TIMELINE ALREADY
----ALTER PLANS TO FIT NEW INFORMATION

Magically Hidden Location
Two Weeks Later
9:01 AM

“William the Bloody, Slayer Summers, Five Million.” The phrase came over the headphones of the Order of Turaka’s dispatcher for the American Southwest cell. It typed in the information and blinked when a red Warning box appeared. Clicking on it yielded the newest member of the Exclusion List.

The list, magically maintained and operated, contained every person, being, or organization capable of making a hit monetarily unviable or whose survival would be beneficial to The Order. The two monks of the Sun Source topped the list, followed by Noir and the Wolf, Ram, and Hart law firm. After that, it was a free-for-all among various groups including Hellsing, Iscarot, and the GGG. The last part of the list contained the beings that would be beneficial to the order if unmolested.

The dispatcher flicked on its microphone, “Denied. Exclusion List. Attendant Person.”

Abandoned Warehouse
9:07 AM

“The Order will not accept the contract.” Those words, said to a now enraged Spike, caused the vampire to leap forward and grab the throat of the emissary.

“Why not?” The tone was an attempt at intimidation, and failed horribly.

“One of the targets friends would make the contract unviable.” The calm response infuriated the vampire. He barely restrained himself from gutting the man right then and there. Grumbling menacingly he dropped the man and stalked off.

SHS Library
5:13 PM

“So another Slayer was called when I died?” Buffy had asked the same question repeatedly in different forms over the past half-hour.

Giles had, by that time, stopped rubbing his glasses and had them firmly placed on his head. He sighed when he answered the question again “Yes Buffy, now sit down and let Miss Hawthorne explain.”

The diminutive blonde stalked over to her ‘replacement’ and poked her in the chest before saying what, to an outside observer, was about the stupidest thing possible given the attendees of the meeting. “Fine, as long as she realizes that around here I am the Alpha.”

Daniel ‘Oz’ Osborne felt something stirring inside him. Ever since his kid cousin had bit him over the weekend, everything had seemed a little sharper, a bit more pronounced. Now he was feeling anger and frustration radiating off his girlfriends ‘bestest bud’. The something inside him wanted out, and was quickly forcing itself into the forefront.

----SECONDARY MATRIX ATTEMPTING TO ASSERT DOMINANCE
----HELP PRIMARY MATRIX
----SECONDARY MATRIX CONTAINED

Suddenly the urge stopped, as if someone pulled the plug. A barely audible “Huh” marked the end of the event.

****
What were you thinking?!
She has no right to claim that position!
CONFRONTATION WOULD IRREPARABLY DEGRADE ACCEPTANCE IN THIS LOCATION TO AN UNACCEPTABLE LEVEL
We’re leaving, remember? What would you do after you got the position huh? Turn it back over to here would be the only practical option. The Alpha leads from the front; you told me that.
If we take it now when we return reclaiming it will be easier.
THE CONDITIONS OF OUR RETURN WILL DETERMINE OUR ROLE. COMMAND THROUGH SUPERIOR FIREPOWER IF NEED BE
And the fact that we’re smarter than this whole town combined?
But not wiser. Some of the things you have done make me wonder about your supposed intelligence.
CORRECT. EXTRACT FROM CURRENT SITUATION AND PROCEED WITH THE MISSION
We need to leave some form of communication behind. If something they can’t handle comes up then we can help. The Apocalypse needs to be adverted at all costs.
Lead from the back? You weren’t too keen on that idea earlier.
ASSIST FROM THE BACK. PROVIDE WATCHER CONTACT DETAILS AFTER COVER HAS BEEN ESTABLISHED
Yeah, that. Joyce will need some too. Besides, that volume might come in handy.
Fine. However, she will get a means of contact.
****

As the conversation moved on to related topics like patrol duties and why a certain vampire couldn’t be staked, Xander slipped over to Giles’s side and whispered in his ear, “I’ll meet you at your flat. We need to talk.” With that, he slipped off to the computer lab.

Computer Lab
5:51

As its body hid itself among the various items in the lab, the Terminator was busy connecting to the Internet on a connection bounced through most of the servers on the planet.

----NEW IDENTITY NEEDED
----SCANNING GOVERNMENT RECORDS
----FOLLOWING PERSONALITIES ACCEPTABLE FOR MISSION
----ALEXANDER HARRISON +++ CEO AND SOLE OWNER OF RENAISSANCE TECHNOLOGIES INCORPORATED
----JASON BOURNE +++ INTERNATIONAL ASSASSIN
----NOTE: PERSON EXISTS; COPY TRADEMARK KILL IDENTIFIER
----ACCESSING US GOVERNMENT RECORDS
----EDITING FILES
----ALEXANDER HARRIS DELETED
----ALEXANDER HARRISON CREATED
----RENAISSANCE TECHNOLOGIES INCORPORATED FOUNDED
----SEARCHING RECORDS
----PRSOLCUR 87% MATCH
----TMLN 73% MATCH
----ASNLST 98% MATCH
----LISTS CULLED
----PRIMARY OBJECTIVE UPDATE
----REASONABLE SUBSTITUTE FOR CYBERDINE SYSTEMS INCORPORATED CREATED
----OPERATIONAL STATUS: 000.00%
----COMPLETE WIPE OF ALL RECORDS IN TOWN
----OBTAIN FUNDS

A young man in his mid twenties that looked suspiciously like an older Xander Harris left the computer lab, turned right and headed toward the school offices as if he belonged there.

SHS Records Room
6:01

Some quick computer work, along with some slower record forging, removed the young Mr. Harris from all the official records.

Biology Classroom
As it speed-read through all of the notes looking for references to itself, something about the homework assignment for Thursday seemed wrong.
****
ILLOGICAL UNREASONABLE AND DANGEROUS ASSIGNMENT
Welcome to the Hellmouth.
He is a danger to more than the pack; the whole community may be at risk.
I know the Denial Syndrome is strong but giving eggs from an unverified source to kids?
TERMINATE EGGS AND THEIR SOURCE. TEACHER WHITMORE MAY ALSO NEED TO BE REMOVED.
****

Coach Marin’s Office
****
And we’re here why?
ENTIRE GROUNDS MUST BE CHECKED
I’ve never even met this guy! If I hadn’t seen him in the sun once I would’ve assumed he was a vamp for all the time he’s seen out of his office or the pool area!
Just be quiet until he is done with this drawer. That is the last thing in the building to check.
NEW TARGETS ASSIGNED: COACH MARIN AND NURSE GREENLEIGH
Why?
Because they do not pay attention to the world like you do.
Am I reading this right? Editing the basic genetic structure of the entire swim team?
AFFIRMATIVE. PLAN IS A 000.03% MATCH WITH KNOWN RELIABLE METHODS
Isn’t three tenths the basic idea behind the whole thing?
ALSO THE DELIVERY METHOD
Fine, you do that while I go meet Giles.
Were you not paying attention to those training sessions? Not only are we stuck with you, we are stuck as one body.
****

After three hours of forging, deleting, and destroying evidence, the final report came through.

----SCHOOL PROPERTY CLEAN
----CONTACT WATCHER
----REMOVE ASSIGNED TARGETS
----PROCEED TO CITY GOVERNMENT AND MEDICAL FACILITIES

Rupert Giles’s Apartment
9:03

The knocking on the door told Giles that his guest had most likely arrived. Unless something happened on patrol. Dismissing the though, because anything that could seriously wound or kill two Slayers would have been noticed before this, he walked to the door and opened it. On the other side stood a young man who seemed disturbingly familiar. The first words out of his mouth told him who it was.

“Yo! Tweedy! What’s the what?” It was definitely Xander.

Sighing at the insufferable youth in front of him, he waved him inside before sitting down in his living room chair. “What exactly do we need to talk about?”

“I’m leaving. I should be gone by Monday.”

“What for? Surely you could work from here.”

“I could, but people react better if they meet their boss in person at least once. Besides, Alexander Harris doesn’t exist anymore.”

The blank stare that the statement garnered made the conversation stop suddenly. It took twenty-eight seconds for the Watcher to reach for his glasses and another forty-one to polish them. “You don’t exist? I’m sure your classmates and teachers will say differently.”

“Like they do about all the other students that disappear every year? No class photos, no plaques with any names on them, magical phonebooks, no student directory, and no yearbook. Not even the communists could design a system this efficient at making one person unmemorable. Some more correcting on the sub-high school level and the minor evidence at public buildings and the only evidence anybody will have that Alexander LaVelle Harris was ever born are peoples memories and their personal pictures.”

“Magical phonebooks?” For all the things Rupert had seen in his lifetime this was a new one.

“How else would you explain my ability to find Ethan’s shop in one when I was looking for him, but when I went back to the same one today it wasn’t there?”

“True. Is there anything else I need to know before you leave?

“Not much. Unfortunately, the provided records on what happens in the future stops after the end of the year. The Council’s paper records were nuked before we could get to them, so everything past July Seventh is completely unknown. The last diary of yours ended on May 20. Given the correlation between what I remember happening and what your Diaries report, aliens could have made themselves known and the only reason the event would be on the timeline was the fact that everybody else made note of it.”

“I see. How will we contact you?”

You will receive a number when I get one set up. The girls will not know you have one, and you will only use it for emergencies. Understood?”

“Yes.”

“G’Night Giles.” Xander yawned, covering his mouth. “I’m gonna get some sleep.”

“You need to sleep?!”

“Mental or Physical exhaustion. Mental or Physical exhaustion.” With that, the man stood and walked out the front door.

The End?

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