I don't the X-Men, those belong to Marvel Comics and were created by Stan Lee and Jack Kirby
Blade was created by Marv Wolfman and Gene Colan
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.
“How is he?” Charles asked Logan as the man came to sit at the kitchen table.
“Sleeping.” Logan said quietly. “What's the body count up to now?”
“Twenty thousand last I checked.” Charles said as he drummed his fingers on the table. “It... it's astounding really.”
“Over two thousand children go missing each day.” Logan said. “It's a drop in the bucket Chuck.”
“I know... what really shocks me is that the number of people that had to have been involved in this.” Charles said. “I mean, just the sheer logistics of it all.”
“The breed of vampires that Xander went after are different than what he's used to. They can procreate the normal way and just a bite can turn someone. They are much better at integrating into society.” Logan said before getting up to grab a beer.
“Really?” Xavier asked him.
“Yeah. Those corporations that are going under? Who do you think was in charge of them?” Logan asked Xavier. “Same vamps that ran the blood farms. From what Whistler's told me Blade is pretty pissed at the kid, took over half his fun away. The remains are scurrying like rats.”
“I thought Xander was helping Blade?” Xavier asked.
Logan snorted before shaking his head. “After they took out Deacon Frost and found the first Blood Farm, Blade lost him in the wreckage. He's been as much a bystander in this mess as anyone else after that. Kid went rogue on him.”
“Rogue?” Anna asked as she and the other teens came into the kitchen. “I used to have that as a nickname when I was younger.”
“Is Xander going to be okay?” Kurt asked Logan.
“He will in time. He... needs to recover from this.” Logan said. “Kid says he knows how to design things, might be a good idea to let him focus on that for a while.”
“The news don't know whether or not to call this a worldwide terrorist act. No one is claiming credit for it.” Scott said. “I still can't understand this. Xander killed all those people.”
“It wasn't entirely his choice.” Xavier said. “His sword struck the first blow. It's sentience opted to release those people since it couldn't heal them. It showed him the other locations and where the leaders were. He... didn't want this.”
“Regardless of what he wanted, he has blood on his hands.” Ororo stated as she came into the kitchen.
“I've been in two world wars.” Logan grunted. “Kid doesn't know what having blood on his hands is really like. Give him some time and something to do and he'll be fine.”
“There was such evil in the world.” Jean said while looking out the window. “It's hard to believe.”
“There's still more than you can imagine.” Logan said. “If the demons were suddenly all united... Humanity would be doomed.”
“Surely you're joking.” Ororo said.
“No. Think about it. All the damage he did in Boston? All demon related.” Logan told her. “Boston's a big city. Some of the larger ones have way more than that.”
Everyone was quiet for a few minutes...
“It wasn't like this in Africa.” Ororo protested. “We had our share of demons and vampires but not like this.”
“Africa still clings to old superstitions.” Charles said. “In a way, it has protected them from some of the darker elements. Though it has backfired stupendously in handling the HIV situation.”
“We shouldn't hate him for it.” Kurt said quietly. “If he hadn't found them, they would have been left there until they were replaced with fresh... meat.” He finished with a look of distaste on his face.
“The darker side of life has been a part of our lives since we were children.” Cordelia said as she came into the kitchen. “Our elementary school is twice the size of our High School due to the number of people we lost. Our school paper had an obituary section. Xander's best guy friend got turned into a vampire and he staked him. We've had a few demonic run ins after we left Sunnydale but this... kind of overloaded him.”
“He'll be okay right?” Anna asked her.
“School starts next week. He'd better be.” Cordelia answered.
Xander opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling of his room. He sighed and rolled over before going back to sleep.
“It's been three days.” Scott said as he stared at the kitchen table. “Is he getting up?”
Cordelia shook her head. “He's gone to the bathroom and gotten water but that's it.”
“That's it!” Kurt yelled before departing the room in a burst of smoke.
There was silence and Kurt reappeared a moment later.
“What did you do?” Cordelia asked him.
“Dropped him in the lake while he was sleeping.” Kurt said with a grin. “If that doesn't get him out of his funk... We'll just sick Logan on him.”
Xander appeared in the room, his fur dripping wet and hanging oddly off his body. He stared at his brother. “You....” He growled before Kurt vanished in a puff of smoke.
Xander vanished from view, possibly following his brother.
“Does he always sleep in the nude?” Jean asked Cordelia.
“Yes.” Cordelia, Anna and Ororo answered as one.
“Wait...” Cordelia and Anna said looking at Ororo. “How do you know that?” they asked her.
Logan chuckled before leaning in his chair. “Go on Stormy. Explain.”
Ororo glared at Logan before answering.
“Look...” Kurt said after being unable to shake his brother off his trail. “At least you're not moping now right?”
Xander stopped growling. He sighed. “I was really brooding for while there wasn't I?” he asked his brother softly.
“Cordelia was comparing you to some guy named Angel.” Kurt told him.
“WHAT?!!” Xander yelled.
Cordelia looked up as she heard Xander's yell. “Kurt.... he told! That little bastard!” She screamed.
“Well, that'll get him out of his funk right?” Anna asked her.
Cordelia calmed down. “You've got a point. All right... he hasn't eaten for a couple of days.” she said, mostly as a warning.
“I'll call for some delivery.” Logan volunteered. “Mega meat pizzas right?”
“I could go for a fully loaded vegetable.” Anna said while Cordelia nodded.
“Gotcha...” Logan said before picking up the phone.
A shower and many pizzas later...
“Right... I needed this. Thanks guys” Xander said as he wiped some sauce off his face with a napkin.
“You're not going to go back into a funk are you?” Cordelia asked him. “You've been doing a great impression of a lump the past couple of days.”
“Sorry.” Xander said quietly. “How bad was it?”
“Twenty five thousand confirmed dead.” Logan said before picking up the last slice of pizza in one of the boxes.
“That's over half the population of Sunnydale.” Xander said before banging his head on the table. “After the first twenty locations or so... things kind of blurred together.”
“It'll happen. Mindless violence is like that.” Logan told him. “Just be glad your brother got you out of bed. Otherwise it would have been my job.” he said, popping a set of claws to emphasize his...point.
“Look I said I was sorry okay. Let's see how chipper you are the next time you commit something that is being called mass slaughter since it technically wasn't genocide.” Xander glared.
“I'm the best there is at what I do, but what I do isn't very nice.” Logan growled. “Mass slaughter... I've never been one for headlines.”
“Enough angst already!” Kurt whined. “What is this American television?”
Everyone stared at the teen before laughing.
The next week....
Xander and Cordelia got out of his van and got their backpacks from the back before heading into the building.
“What have we got?” He asked her.
“A few intro classes on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays, and two sciences and labs on Tuesdays and Thursdays. Every thing's over before two so we can pick people up after school if we need to.”
“Super.” Xander muttered. “Let's get this over with.”
That afternoon after school:
“We should talk to her.” Kurt said to Xander.
“Yeah, we should.” Anna added.
“You want to gang up on her?” Xander asked the two.
“She abandoned two of us.” Kurt reminded him. “My parents fished me out of a river.”
“I was with Destiny since I was eight. She left me for eight years.” Anna said with a touch of bitterness.
“Right.” Xander muttered as he stopped fiddling with a design he'd been doodling. “Let's go see the principal. Wait, did you guys finish your homework?” He asked them.
The two younger teens looked at him blankly.
“Right, homework, then a dysfunctional family visit. It'll give me a chance to gear up anyways.” Xander told them.
“We'll be back!” the two younger teens said before Kurt teleported them elsewhere.
Xander shook his head at his brother's antics. “Like I ever did my homework.” He snorted. “Not that they know that.”
He ambled off to head to the small weapons locker that was in the second subbasement. It contained a small amount of lethal weaponry, guns and the like, but lately it had a growing inventory of nonlethal weapons. A prime example being the adapted paint balls that Cordelia had come up with. Some were short term knockout pellets that could be reversed with simple smelling salts, others were long term sedatives. He grabbed a cartridge of the short term and loaded up a fresh CO2 cartridge into one of the paint ball guns. Making sure the safety was engaged he teleported to the infirmary in order to get a set of smelling salts. From there he went to retrieve the black crystal that Destiny had left with him.
He stared at the black crystal for a few moments before placing it back into a small leather drawstring pouch he'd picked up at a local new age shop to store the damn thing. He slipped the pouch onto his belt and went to go find his brother and not quite sister.
Xander sighed as he parked the van a block away from the Bayville Brotherhood house. “Stay here you two.” He told the others. “I'm going to scope out the place and make sure she's alone. If she is, I'm going to incapacitate her and tie her up. Once she's situated I'll bring you two in, okay?”
“I want to help!” Kurt said.
“Kurt, it's still daylight. You can blend into shadows well enough, but it isn't dark yet. Wait for me, please?” He asked him.
“I'll keep him here.” Anna told him.
“Thanks Anna. Be careful okay? Your sister will do horrible things to me if you get hurt.” Xander said before shuddering.
“We'll keep the doors locked and everything Xander. Go.” She told him.
Xander vanished from the van and teleported over to the house where he held his place in midair, watching the house invisibly. There was a car in the driveway but with his mother's shape shifting abilities that meant little. She could alter her shape and if he was right possibly her mass as well.
He focused on the house and heard some movement inside. One person in what sounded like the kitchen. He increased his mass slightly so he could look in the windows of the ground floor. A moment later he was hovering inside the living room.
He paused to breathe and get her scent. It wasn't very strong, but it was still family. It was her scent that tied him and his brother Kurt's together. He caught the smell of herbal tea and what smell like orange oil and dark chocolate. A little indulgence perhaps? He wondered before pushing gently off the sofa below him so he could drift towards the scent of his mother.
He found her sitting at the kitchen table reading a magazine while munching on what looked to be chocolate covered orange peels. It was so damn...normal he almost laughed. His mother, abandoner of children, mercenary and a whole slew of other things read 'Elle' magazine. Then again considering her abilities, she may just be window shopping as it were.
Xander drew the gun and fired hitting Bayville High's principal on the back of her suit. A moment later the clothing shifted to a white sleeveless dress that would be considered eye popping if the woman wasn't related to him. He firmly tied her to the chair with his whip while ensuring her body was tied to it in several places. He knew she'd probably be able to shift out of it upon waking but it was a chance he was willing to take.
He reappeared back in his van, “She's out. Let's go.” He said before offering each of them a hand.
Mystique gasped as she woke up with a harsh scent permeating her nostrils. She opened her eyes to see three teens siting at her kitchen table. She recognized two of them.
“What is this!” She demanded before struggling against her restraints
“Call it a family visit.” the third person said to her. “We're not here to hurt you. Just speak with you.” he finished quietly.
“If you really don't want to hurt me you can untie me.” She told him
Reaching out from where he was sitting, Xander touched the whip and it retracted and he put the whip away.
Hands untied Mystique punched him in the face. She screamed after clutching her hand “What are you made of granite?” She demanded.
Xander didn't even flinch after taking the hit. “You done?” he asked her.
“For now. Who are you?” she asked him while rubbing her hand.
Xander pulled out the crystal from it's pouch. “Do you know what this is?” He asked her.
“It's a crystal obviously. You want more you should talk to the geology teacher.” She said while sneering at him.
“Funny.” Xander muttered “It's also the focal point for a memory spell. One that was cast on you over eighteen years ago.”
“What are you talking about?” Mystique demanded while trying to search her mind for any gaps of memory only to find none that she knew of.
“You'll see in a second.” Xander said before snapping the crystal in two. There was a brief whooshing noise as the crystal fragments turned clear.
Mystique felt something in her mind break as the dark haired teenager's body suddenly sprouted multi colored fur in black, red and blue. Coloring that was so similar to hers. She remembered. “Destiny betrayed me!” She yelled while slamming her already injured fist onto the table. She screamed again as she clutched her bruised fist.
“Betrayal is such strong word for saving me from being used as your tool.” Xander countered. “If I had proven ill suited to your needs would I have been cast away like Kurt or Graydon?” he asked her.
“What do you know of Graydon?” Mystique demanded. She was so certain she'd hidden him away safely. Victor knew she'd hidden their shame. How did this other son know of it?
“I know he's a guy who likes hitting women.” Xander growled. “Last I knew he was in Ohio beating up some lady who didn't deserve it. Other than that he might be a swell guy.”
“What do you want?” She asked them. “It's obvious that Destiny left Anna in Xavier's care.”
“We want you to leave the Xavier institute and us alone.” Xander told her. “You abandoned two of us. We don't want you interfering in our lives, that means we don't want you sniffing around Xavier's place or the people who live there.”
“I can't do that. I have my own mission.” She told him. “Even if I wanted to, he won't let me.”
“You mean Magneto?” Xander asked her.
Mystique's eyes widened.
“Charles has been fairly forthcoming as of late.” Xander told her. “We're not going to hurt you... mother. Yet.” Xander said before grabbing her arm. Both of them vanished from the kitchen.
“Where do you think he took her?” Kurt asked Anna.
“Somewhere far away I hope. She's going to be pretty pissed when she gets back.” Anna grinned. “Serves her right.”
“I suppose. Her eyes... they had no love in them.” Kurt said before shivering. “Regardless of the circumstances... I have parents who love me.”
“And I have a sister I never knew before.” Anna said as she placed a gloved hand on Kurt's “We're better off than we were aren't we?”
“Of that I have no doubt.” Kurt said as Xander reappeared.
“Where did you leave her?” Anna asked him.
“Some place sunny.” Xander said with a smirk.
“No really, where?” Anna asked him.
“A national forest in California. Miles away from civilization. She could be back tomorrow, but I could have just as easily dropped her off on any continent.” Xander said. “Come on, let's get back.” he told them before offering each of them a hand.
A second later they were back in his van, and less than a minute after that they were on their way back to the institute. Xander turned on the radio to an eighties station and soon enough Xander and Kurt were singing along to 'Der Kommissar' while Anna was struggling not to laugh.
Later...Back at the Ranch....
“So where did you guys go off to?” Jean asked them as the three teens sat down in the library.
“Family issue.” Xander told her. “How was your day at school?”
“Pretty good. Duncan asked me out again. We're probably going to do something after the football game on Friday.” Jean said with a smile while the three teens looked slightly deflated.
“What?” She asked them.
“Duncan Matthews is a tool.” Kurt told her.
“What?” Jean asked.
“Nevermind.” Anna said with a shake of her head before heading to the stacks to find something depressing to read.
“Is he really a tool?” Jean asked Xander after a few minutes.
“Ask Cordelia, I think she still has a checklist from High School.” Xander suggested.
“She does.” Anna called from where she was reading.
“Can't you tell me?” Jean asked Anna.
“It's more fun if you ask the source.” Anna said with a grin. “I think she's at the gym.”
“I'll be back.” Jean told them. “Duncan is not a tool.” She said while glaring before stomping off.
Fifteen minutes later....
Jean walked back into the library. “He's not a tool.” She told them “He's more of a nimrod and a douche according to Cordelia.”
“Ha!” Anna said to the others. “Pay up!”
Grumbling both Xander and Kurt gave Anna five dollars.
Angry, mostly at herself, Mystique ordered another drink from the flight attendant. At least that brat had made sure she had her purse on her.
He was still an inconsiderate bastard though.
Xander sighed as he and Cordelia were sitting on the bleachers watching Bayville High trounce the visiting team. He never really liked football that much but he was here more to keep an eye on his family than anything else. At least he was until.... “Say Cordy, did you just take my wallet?”
“No.” She said while looking at him like he was crazy.
“I'll be right back.” Xander told her before getting up and found himself being followed by Scott.
“You know who's doing this?” Xander asked him as they made their way to the underside of the bleachers.
“Maybe. We have a couple of regular troublemakers at Bayville.” Scott told him as he pushed up his sunglasses.
“You still having light sensitivity issues?” Xander asked him as they made it under the bleachers to see a short teenager being harassed by three football players.
“It's worse at night.” Scott told him as slipped his glasses off so he could see better in the darkness under the bleachers.
“The whole night and bright light thing. Believe me I feel you. Crap it's that Matthews jerk again.” He muttered before waving Scott forward. “Your school, your lead.” He told him.
Xander stayed back as he watched Scott try to convince Matthews to let this Tolanksy kid give the money back. There was a moment after Matthews dropped the kid into the mud, his scent....changed. Dramatically at that. He watched the kid leap off in an odd fashion before Xander opted to step in and catch a punch from one of the teens that would have blindsided Scott.
“Don't you guys have a game to get back to?” He asked them.
“What's it to you man? You don't even go to this school!” Duncan yelled at him.
“True, but unless I'm wrong, the redhead behind us with the camera does. Think she could cook up any rumors about part of the starting line-up taking a break from the game to pummel someone under the bleachers?”
Duncan glared at Xander before turning. “This isn't over Summers.” He declared before the three teens took off.
Xander grabbed his wallet from the ground and wiped off some of the mud with the napkins he'd been carrying since his second chili dog of the night. “I'll have a talk with that Tolanksy kid. If I'm right... we might have a guest tonight.” He said to Scott. “Tell Cordy to drive the van home.”
“Sure.” Scott said before head out from under the bleachers.
Xander caught up to the Tolanksy kid and found him squatting and glaring at the game.
“So the money... were you doing it for fun or for food?” Xander asked him.
“Both.” Todd said with a grin. “What's it to you? You look like you could afford to help a fella out.” He said while eying Xander's suit that he'd somehow managed to keep spotless while under the muddy bleachers.
“True. Still I think you and I should talk.” Xander said.
“About what?” Todd asked him before he got distracted and snatched his tongue out to catch a fly.
Xander caught it the appendage in his hand. “About that.” he said quietly before releasing it.
“Oh.” Todd said with a nervous laugh. “Never done that before.”
“Tell you what. There's a 24 hour joint not too far from here. I'm buying, and while we're there you can listen to a little sales pitch I've been working on.”
“You dress too good to be Mormon...” Todd said trailing off while scratching his chin. “All right.” He said. “I'm in.”
“Good, now walk with me.” Xander said before he began heading under the bleachers.
Reluctantly Todd followed. “Listen, the parking lot and the Waffle Shack are the other way.” he said to the taller teen.
Xander placed a hand on the kid's shoulder. “Trust me.” He said before the two vanished form the game.
Unlit Vacant lot near the Waffle Shack.
“I know what I'm doing.” He said with a grin.
Todd looked around. “Far out.” He said in awe.
“That was the teaser.” Xander said. “I'm Xander.” He told the teen offering his hand.
“Todd.” the boy said taking it.