Disclaimer: Buffy belongs to Joss and Charmed to Constance Burge.
Xander Harris had always thought his parents were evil. Not his mom in particular, though she certainly didn’t even try to help improve his childhood. It more about his father, Tony. He was a bitter drunk who decided that Xander’s mere presence was too much to bear. Though, now he could understand why. Why would you want to look at a son who was caused by your wife cheating on you? Xander hadn’t known what to say when his mother finally broke down and told him about his real father, it had shown too as he stuttered out unintelligible mutterings like “But… and he… and you… and with the… then me… and what?”
Now though, Xander was absolutely terrified. Not because his whole life had been a lie, not because his “father” was even bitterer now that he knew, no. It was because of the reason why him mom had told him. His real dad was coming to town just to see him. So Xander sat in the Magic Box surrounded by Buffy, Willow, Anya, Giles, Tara, and a surprisingly sympathetic Spike as he stared at the door nervously. Xander let out a sigh as the minutes seemed to tick away, but the words he was about to speak were long forgotten when a man began to stride towards the shop.
He knew it had to be his dad, his mother had told the man this was where he would find him and the shop was otherwise closed, but the possibility of it was highly unlikely. He looked to be in his late twenties or early thirties with black hair and hazel eyes. He was in a business suit and the possibility that he could have a twenty year old son was… well… impossible.
He walked through the door and hazel eyes immediately found Xander’s nervous brown ones. “Xander? Hey, I’m Cole.” He began, but as he passed a bookshelf he was immediately thrown back. Startled Xander looked at the bookshelf to see a hex bag hanging from the side of it on a nail, it was one of the many protection spells they had around the shop. Xander’s real dad slowly stood up and instead of the tan business man that entered the shop there stood a bulky demon whose red skin was etched in thick black markings.
Xander found himself once again stuttering as he realized exactly what having a demon for a dad meant before all he saw was black.
Suckish way to end it, but I was running on low. Hope you like it DarkGoddess!