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Summary: Graydon isn't the only Creed Brother/ X-men Evo universe

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Marvel Universe > X-Men > Xander-Centered
Cartoons > Thundercats
CrazyDanFR1889212,3031161279937,36910 Sep 0819 Sep 09Yes

Chapter 21

I don't the X-Men, those belong to Marvel Comics and were created by Stan Lee and Jack Kirby

Buffy the Vampire Slayer was created By Joss Whedon and all the characters with the BTVS TV series are his as well.

The Thundercats were created by Ted Wolf and currently belong to Warner Brothers, at one point in time Marvel comics did do a run of the them in comics form, although DC comics do them now.

This is a piece of fan fiction. I make no claim to the characters within it and am not writing this to gain any form of profit. This is mostly done for my own amusement and I hope for the enjoyment for the handfuls of people reading it.

Chapter 21

“So what have I missed while I've been gone?” Xander asked Buffy as he sat down at the table under the skylight.

“Not much. Giles got a call from the local museum about an artifact that had been found. It was the remains of a demon. Willow, Oz and I got stuck with guard duty while a team came to secure it somewhere else. That thing would have ended the world if it had been used correctly.” Buffy told him.

“Any one try anything?” Xander asked.

“Just a few nuts. They're dead now.” Buffy told him. “You have fun in Boston? It made the network news.”

“Quite a bit actually. I could honestly use a shower or twelve but it was good. Messed with the new Slayer's head a little. Kind of fun.” he said. “There was a lot wrong with that town. I took care of most of it. It isn't a demon magnet like this place. It'll take longer for the bastards to repopulate over there.”

“You did good. Your folks are really pissed at you.” Buffy said

Xander sighed. “I know. God what happened in Jamaica was messed up. It was a ship Buffy. A listening post. The thing behind it is called Apocalypse.”

“Grim tidings.” Buffy said with a nod. “You've taken a step towards a new life Xander. It's a big world out there. You are one of the ones who has to fight the good fight on a global scale. It's... my place is here for now.”

“What should I do Buffy?” Xander asked her. “Do I go back to Xavier's or what?”

“Finish High School. Here, with us.” Buffy told him. “I'd miss my friend if you left.”

“Good to know.” Xander said. “Are you okay with this? The premonitions and all?”

Buffy shrugged. “Either I deal or go crazy right? I keep a journal. Well two. One is for dreams of the past, the other is for the disjointed bits of the future. I'm collecting a record of how Slayers have died. Giles is pretty interested comparing it to his Watcher chronicles.”

“Morbid.” Xander said.

“A bit. The bakery is opening up pretty soon. The donuts will be nice and fresh.” Buffy told him

“Let's go then. You're buying.” Xander said with a grin.

“Those hit the spot.” Xander said as he wiped his mouth with a napkin.

Buffy laughed. “They did. You're still dancing around the issue of your parents. We've got a guest room.”

“Let me go home. See what's up with my folks before I decide anything.” Xander told her.

“You know where I live.” Buffy said as Xander faded from sight.

Xander reappeared in his room. Only it wasn't his room anymore. Everything he owned was in boxes. It looked like he was moving.

“Crap.” He muttered before going invisible and heading out into the hall to try and find his parents. The rest of the house was empty.

“Where are they?” he asked. “They're gone.”

Xander looked around the house some more but everything was gone. Every piece of furniture, every picture frame, everything was gone except for the fridge and stove in the kitchen.

There was a note on the fridge in his mother's handwriting. “Your father and I have left. Tony got a job offer and he's taken it. You left us, we're leaving you.”

Xander stared at the note in disbelief. “They left. They fucking left. Unbelievable. What am I supposed to do now?” He said. He had another six months until he turned eighteen.

“Dammit.” he yelled before heading back to his room.

Xander sighed as the social worker came in. He'd gone to the police and explained that he'd left for a few days after an arguement and upon coming back found out that his parents had skipped town. He didn't explain where he'd been or anything like that and for some reason the lady didn't ask.

“We've a few options we can do son.” the Social worker told him “Since you're so close to being eighteen you can become an emancipated minor. There would be some restrictions however. You'd need to finish school. No more skipping classes or unexcused absences. You'd also need a place to stay. If you have a friend's family that is willing, they can put you up. Otherwise we can take care of housing another way but frankly I don't like doing that much paperwork. Do you have somewhere you can stay?” the woman asked.

“I do.” Xander said.

“I'll need their phone number.” the woman told him.

He gave her Joyce's number. The woman wrote it down and left the room for close to fifteen minutes.

“She's coming down. If we're lucky we can get this all dealt with before noon.” the woman told him.

“Super.” Xander muttered.

2 days later.

“It'll be okay Xander.” Joyce told him as they loaded the last of his boxes into her SUV

“The police say that my folks have left the country. I didn't even know they had passports. They lost track of them once they hit Russia.” Xander said with a shake of his head. “I guess they had secrets of their own. I've been so caught up in the night life, we haven't really been a family for a while I guess.”

“You can stay here as long as you need. Xander.” Joyce told him. “Just don't take forever in the bathroom. Or clog the drain.” She added.

“I'll do my best not to.” Xander promised her.

“Good.” Joyce told him “No more skipping school unless it's the end of the world okay?”

“I won't.” Xander told her.

“And no wandering the house naked. It's bad enough I had to retrain my daughter to stay clothed at home.” Joyce said.

“Hand to god.” Xander said with a sigh.

“Good.” She said with a smile. “I don't need that kind of gossip with my bridge club again.”

“What's up?” Buffy asked him as he came into the garage wearing a pair of running shorts and his weird sandals.

“Get dressed. We're going to take your legs for a spin at a place I know about.” Xander told her.

“Where are we going?” Buffy asked.

“What do you know about California's state parks?” Xander said with a grin.

“This place is beautiful.” Buffy to him as the two looked around the forest he'd teleported them to.

“Thanks. My Dad and Uncle Rory took me camping here once. I complained the whole time. The trails here, are very well maintained. You up for it?” Xander asked her.

“Let's go.” Buffy said as she took off in a burst of speed.

“Cheater.” Xander said before taking off after her.

“You're right.” Buffy said between breaths. “This was great. I almost beat you.”

Xander laughed. “You've got the speed but I've got the endurance. Same was true against Lion-O at the trials remember?”

“I do.” Buffy said. “Take us home would you?”

He did.

Joyce set the paper down as the two teens came back in from the garage, both of them were covered in sweat.

“What have you two been doing?” she asked them.

“We went running.” Xander said as Buffy got herself a tall glass of water.

“Where?” Joyce asked.

“A state park. I don't remember the name.” Xander said.

“Oh. Buffy, are you wearing enough sunscreen? You're getting freckles.” Joyce told her daughter.

“They're not freckles mom. They're spots.” Buffy said.

“What?” Joyce asked.

“Halloween. The five of us were touched by a power... its affected Xander the most.” Buffy told her.

“I know that part, but you have spots. Those weren't there a month ago. I'd have seen them.” Joyce said.

“The power... I'm always going to be your daughter mom.” Buffy said. “No matter what happens, remember that.”

She would.

“Summer is coming.” Xander said from where he was sitting against a tree on the school's lawn. He was idly playing with Cordelia's hair since she was laying down on the blanket she'd brought and had her head in his lap.

“I know. We'll be seniors next year. Things will be different.” She said as she looked at the bright leaves of the tree, lit up by the sun.

“Not that different. Weird things will happen. Demons will try to kill and or eat us on a regular basis. The usual weird things the Hellmouth will throw at us. We'll be okay. I can tell you that much.” Xander said.

“You can't know that.” Cordelia said.

“No, but I can hope for the best can't I? Shouldn't we?” Xander said back. “We should live and enjoy each day that we're given. You never know when tragedy will strike, but we need to enjoy our happy times when we can.”

“Happiness if fleeting.” Cordelia said.

“You're in a mood. Besides we're in America. Life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. If it runs, we chase after it and wrestle it to the ground.” Xander said.

“My friends want me to break up with you.” Cordelia told him.

“What do you want?” Xander asked her after a few minutes silence.

“I want you Xander. You're... funny, you make me happier than those harpies do. I... honestly can't see myself dating anyone else right now.” Cordelia told him.

“Oh.” Xander said quietly.

Just before the bell rang she added.“The fact you have a huge penis helps too. None of those bitches have one of those.”

“This is ridiculous. I've seen you in school. What do you mean you're not graduating?” Willow asked Oz.

“I didn't really go to class... often.” Oz said with a shrug.

“What about summer school?” Willow asked.

“I probably won't go to that either.” he admitted.

“Oh. Why not?”

“Mini-Golf. I really need to work on my short game.” Oz said with a smile. “I will graduate. Next year with you.”

“Oh.” Willow said. “That's so sweet.”

“We're in trouble.” Buffy told Xander.

“What's going on?” Xander asked her.

“Mom wants to... she wants to... repaint the house!” Buffy cried.

“Oh dear.” Xander muttered. “Think I can get a hotel room for a couple of weeks?”

“Only if it has two beds. I can't stand the smell of fresh paint.” Buffy told him.
It was three weeks into the summer break when Buffy asked Xander to take them to LA.

“Why?” He asked her.

“You'll see when we get there.” She told him.

“Uh-huh.” Xander said skeptically.


“Say it with me everyone.” Xander said before chanting “Union! Union! Union!”

The prisoners joined him right before the riot started. Buffy began decimating the oncoming slavers while Xander took care of the factory itself.

As they made their way out of the dimensional portal Xander turned to Buffy. “Okay, that was worth the trip.” he said.

“You've got demon in your hair.” She told him

Xander frantically tried to get the demon bits out of his already terribly messed up hair.

The summer moved fairly quickly, and near the end of it Joyce found a mask that wasn't in the inventory of her latest shipment.

Buffy took one look at the mask and stabbed it's eyes out with the chopsticks she'd been having dinner with.

Joyce stared at the mask for a moment then at her daughter.

“It was evil.” Buffy said with a shrug.

“Oh. Well, I didn't pay for it anyways. Let's just put it at the bottom of the crate okay?” she asked her daughter.

“That's fine by me.” Buffy said.

“Great, now I've got this fertility statue I want you to move. I have to warn you though, it's pretty large.” She told Buffy.

“Isn't that the point?” Buffy asked her mom.

“I suppose it is.” Joyce said with a laugh.

“School.” Xander and Buffy said to each other one morning after a few cups of coffee

“School.” Joyce agreed. “Who's driving?”

“Not it.” Buffy said.

Joyce stared at her daughter.

“What? My reflexes are really high, I still have compensation problems.” Buffy explained.

“She does. She's murder at bumper cars though.” Xander told Joyce.

Sunnydale High

“I really don't want to be here today.” Oz said to Willow as the two got out of his van.

“You'll finish school... or else I'll.... do something you won't like.” Willow told him.

“Oh?” Oz asked her with a raised brow.

“I'll... rent movies using your card and then forget about them making you owe huge late fees or something...” Willow told him.

“Huh... you bitch.” Oz said with a grin.

“I can be if the situation requires it, yes.” Willow agreed. “Speaking of bitches, there's Cordelia.” She said whiled nodding in the girl's direction.

“She's not so bad. Not anymore at least.” Oz told her.

“I know. Still...” Willow trailed off

Oz nodded. “She is more than a handful.”

“Are you saying I have small breasts?” Willow asked him.

Oz didn't say anything. He'd be in trouble whether he said anything or not. He decided to change the subject. “So what did you bring for lunch?” he asked her.

“Oh, well My folks have suddenly become 'Kosher' so it was a bit of a challenge but I brought a ham sandwich.”

“You're such a rebel.” Oz declared.

“You better believe it.” Willow agreed.

“How many more months of school?” Xander asked Buffy as they sat in the library.

“Too many.” Buffy said. “This is hell.”

“Amen.” Cordelia, Willow and Oz chimed in for different reasons.

“Aura was actually trying to wear the same outfit she wore the first day of school last year. She thought none of us would notice. She must have hit her head or something this summer.” Cordelia said.

“I think the lunch lady is out to get us.” Oz said. “She did some hateful scooping today.”

“I think I missed a question on the quiz we had in anatomy.” Willow said.

The others looked at her.

“I have issues too you know.” She said defensively.

“You know that quiz was just a preview for the rest of the year right?” Oz asked her. “It was a test to blow the students minds.”

“Oh.” Willow blushed.

“Come on Cordelia, it's just a hop skip and a jump, then you're on a roof.” Xander called down to her.

“Can't I just jump?” Cordelia called up.

“Get up here already.” Xander said.

She did, though she stumbled slightly on the landing.

“I thought I asked you not to wear heels?” Xander asked her.

“You did, I ignored it.” She told him while taking off a shoe to examine the broken heel. “These were Italian.” she complained.

“My sandals were made by 'Shoes by JJ'. That guy can swing a mean set of leather shears. He's been making my modified boot sandals. You should really check him out sometime.” Xander told her.

“Those things? They're weird looking.” Cordelia scoffed.

“Only shoes I can wear while I'm furry without a shredding problem.” Xander shrugged. “I've got a wicked set of toenails. I've tried taking a belt-sander to them but they grow back every time I go cat.”

“Are you two done?” Willow asked.

“Yeah. You said you were going to show us roof hopping.” Oz said.

“Let's go.” Xander said with a sigh. It starting to get crowded up here.

“Okay... this was fun.” Oz said after leaping down from a five story building. A tall one for Sunnydale.

“I agree.” Willow said. “What does this mean?” She asked Xander.

“New definition for leapfrog? When someone says 'jump' you can back up the 'how high' part? It's for kickin' demon ass from time to time. I wouldn't sweat it otherwise.” Xander told them. “No cat burglary though.”

“We promise.” Willow and Oz said.

Cordelia didn't say anything.

“Cor?” Xander said.

“But what if it's really shiny?” She asked.

“She has a point.” Oz said before Willow elbowed him in the gut.

“I swear.” Xander muttered while the others laughed.
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