A/N: I have added the final chapter here as people who enjoy it have asked me too for the purposes of utilising some of the features on this site such as eBooks. I am far from pleased with the way people treat authors on this site, but I believe I will be able to ignore them better now. I may post the sequel to this site when it is finished.
That said, I would like to thank all those who attempted to provide CONSTRUCTIVE criticism and pleasant reviews. And even those who managed to say they didn't like the story without being insulting.
Bannar Art by Methos
Xander found himself in Sunnydale atop a large hastily constructed tower. Dawn was two feet in front of him with a creepy old guy chuckling evilly at her. ‘Glory must have had access to a teleporter or spell to get here so quick’ he mused.
“Dawn you ok?” He asked worriedly.
Dawn twisted her head round and Xander saw that she was actually tied to the railings. “Xander! Help, he cut me, my blood-“
She didn’t get to finish as a sudden cracking filled the air accompanied by lightning all originating from beneath Dawn by about ten feet.
The barrier between dimensions had been torn. He was too late.
“Soon our goddess will rule both her dimension and yours!” The old guy cackled.
Xander grabbed Dawn and vanished, he appeared in front of Oz with enough time to release Dawn and utter the order: “Dawn. Atlantis. Now!” And then he vanished.
The old man was shocked at this, especially as he suddenly had an angelic being in front of him dressed in strange armour with an even stranger sword.
Said sword was currently passing through his neck.
Xander leaned over the side of the railing as the demons head fell to the ground below. He managed to see Glory’s blonde head. Just below him the inter-dimensional tear that would spell the end of his universe and possibly other universes was expanding steadily. He might have failed to stop the breach, but he could still try and end Glory. He leapt over the edge folding his wings back with a snap, propelling him forward with his sword pointed forward, straight at Glory’s head.
Xander didn’t just impact the unsuspecting Glory sending her spiralling across the ground, no; he kept going driving her ten feet into the ground.
Dust and dirt flew into the air and then rained back down on them. Xander quickly flew out of the crater not wanting to have to engage in grappling with what he assumed was a stronger opponent.
Just like with the Mayor he exploited his advantages, he took to the air.
Glory shook herself, she had no idea what had happened other than the fact that something very powerful had hit her. It took her several seconds to lever herself out of the floor of the crater she found herself in. Strength is one thing, but it’s nothing without good leverage. She couldn’t see though due to dust and debris scattered through the air.
Glory’s demonic taint stood out to Xander through the dust like a beacon. He made a quick decision and decided not to allow her to recover. He dived again.
Glory was annoyed the first time she had found herself dazed at the bottom of the crater, the second time she was pissed. She was mere minutes away from being home and back to her full power. She couldn’t even see her attacker, but she knew he’d make another run. She forced herself to brace for the impact knowing she wouldn’t free herself in time.
Xander had returned to his launching point for a third run. He had no idea how to kill this thing. His sword wasn’t affecting her at all. At his point his only option was to keep pounding at her till something gave.
He made another run, this time it was different, he could tell she had been waiting for him as the impact was more solid, unlike when he had caught her unawares. He returned to his launching point and didn’t wait, launching himself as fast as he could.
But Glory was ready, she knew it was coming and at the point of impact she had grabbed the attacker using him to free herself slightly from the crater, she poised, waiting for his return.
She saw a flicker and swung her fist with all her might.
For one hundred odd metres all around the crater the dirt rushed back from the force of two impacts colliding. The result was a thirty-foot deep, one hundred foot wide crater. At opposite ends lay the two warriors.
Xander’s chest plate and visor were cracked, one of his wings was broken. He felt like crap.
Glory was dazed and bruised, but mainly enraged. She caught sight of the broken figure across from her.
“A damned angel!” She growled as she pried herself off the floor. “A pitiful little angel thinks he can take on me! Glorificus!” She shouted as she stormed forward.
Xander heard her coming, he took a mental inventory and banished his armour and wings, they would only cause him problems. He could no longer fly at the moment, but he still had some tricks.
Xander struggled to his knees, his sword was surprisingly, still in his hand, although it was now in it’s natural form of a broad sword. “Take a look Glory!” Xander called out as he pointed his sword at the portal. “This is as close as you get to your home, this is where you die.” He spat.
Glory laughed derisively. “Don’t you know anything little angel? Only a god can kill a god.” She charged him and Xander raised his sword to block, only the impact never came.
Standing there between them was Gaia.
“Good job I’m here then.” She said sweetly.
“Who the hell are you?” Glory demanded.
“Gaia, Goddess of this realm.” She said as she pushed the hell goddess back several feet.
“Not for long sweetie.” Glory said kipping to her feet. “Soon, I’ll be home and you’ll be without a realm.”
The fight was engaged at speeds that only Xander or another angelic being could make out. To anyone else it was merely deathly mini tornado.
Hands and feet flew and impacted, each one sounding like a gunshot as the two supremely strong beings engaged in hand to hand.
But Xander could see that Gaia was outclassed. Glory had clearly earned her position in her dimension, she knew how to fight. Gaia knew only the basics, she was stronger but lacked the skills.
Gaia was forced to move to a defensive position, Xander knew it would be seconds before Glory broke through, He prepared himself in an offensive position.
The blow came, a kick from Glory to Gaia’s solar plexus. She went flying back outside the crater.
Xander charged in as fast as his angelic legs would carry him relying on the element of surprise. But it was not enough as Glory aimed a lazy uppercut and he flew through the air to join his wife.
Xander shook off his daze only to see the dust and debris hanging motionless in the air.
“I’ve decided a time out was in order.” A familiar voice said frowning.
Xander was on his knees in an instant.
“On your feet warrior.” She said sternly.
Xander rose quickly and stood stiffly at attention. He saw Gaia lying motionless, he just hoped God had frozen her.
“Relax, it’s just the two of us.” She sighed.
“She’s fine, for now.” She assured him. “Glory is better though.”
God took Xander by the elbow and led him to the edge of the crater. He could see Glory standing frozen in a combat ready position.
“This is not a fight a mere angel can win. And Gaia is far from skilled enough.” God said sadly. She turned to look at the tear in the air. “And that will require more than just Gaia’s power… or Hades.”
“Hade’s can help?” Xander asked hopefully. He knew the God of the Underworld could fight. He had trained Xander himself with the Angelic Host.
“Not with fighting Glory, but as the tear affects his realm, he can help close it. But it will take more than the two of them.” She said giving him a meaningful look.
Xander’s eyebrows shot up.
“There’s a reason why the number three is so special at times.” She chuckled.
Xander sighed in defeat. “It was always going to be now wasn’t it?” He asked.
“Yes, but only I knew that, Gaia hadn’t a clue.” She chuckled.
“What about Tara? Was all that stuff about having children a… well… was it wrong?” He asked, not wanting to fling accusations of lying around the Almighty.
“Oh no!” She said a quickly assuring him. “Gaia was right about all that, but only if you weren’t going to become a god for centuries. Tara is just what she is supposed to be. Your wife and High Priestess.”
“Will Gaia and I still be able to stay with Tara here? On Earth.” He asked worriedly.
God just laughed. “Xander! It’s yours and Gaia’s realm… you could sleep in the White house if you wanted. You can even go on missions with SG1, you just can’t do anything. You can issue orders, give advice, but you can’t fire a weapon or physically help them. You’ll understand the rules as the change happens.”
“So I won’t be an observer with no power like Gaia?”
“Gaia had no one on this realm to do things for her. That’s why she chose you. You have chosen lot’s of people. SG1, George, the Scoobies, your allies. You have spent the past few years putting things in order for people to take over for when you attain godhood. It’s time for you to trust them.”
“It’s going to be weird not being able to fight again.” Xander said as he examined his sword.
“Not fight? Xander, you have tickets to the front lines of the final battle, not to mention the fact that you can still defend this realm from other dimensions.” She assured him. “Trust me, you won’t be sitting back watching with a bucket of popcorn.”
Xander perked up at that. He looked back down at his wife, and then at Glory. “Ok, god me up.” He said shaking his shoulders and widening his stance.
Xander just looked at her and pouted. “Where’s your sense of showmanship?”
“I created the whole of existence… how much more showy do you want?” She asked petulantly with her hands on her hips.
“Point.” Xander conceded. “Ok, lets get this show on the road.”
God unfroze time and turned to heal and help Gaia up.
“Urgh, what hit me?” Gaia groaned.
“Glory. Xander’s about to finish her off.” She said with undisguised glee.
“But only a go- he did it?” She asked in awe.
“Please, like anyone other than me or him could handle this.” She scoffed. “Now hush up and watch.”
Glory was surprised to see the little angel walking confidently and purposefully up to her.
“Are you slow little angel? Only a god can kill me, and your prissy little excuse for a goddess couldn’t kill a new born human.” She mocked.
The angel kept walking, his sword was held loosely in his hand.
“Very well, I have a few more minutes before the tear completely devours this wretched little dust ba-“
She froze as the previously harmless sword was poking out her back, rammed to the hilt through her chest.
She felt her knees give way as she fell to the floor.
“No.” She whispered harshly.
“Yes.” Xander whispered back.
He withdrew his sword and in one swift stroke, removed Glory’s head. A blinding flash of light and the body was gone.
The SGC was currently being staffed by specially trained Jaffa. The Asgard had several ships in orbit around Earth in case any foolish individuals decided to take advantage of the Taur’i in their weakened state, with the Replicator threat neutralised, they had resources to spare.
Two of their newest ships, The Champion and The Hound were heading up the fleet.
The medical bays of the ships were filled with SGC personnel recovering from wounds. The Tok’ra were assisting the diminutive Asgard with manoeuvring the substantially larger humans.
Unfortunately, even the Asgard were at a loss as to how to restore the sanity of the insane patients. They could find nothing physically wrong. They were waiting on Tara or Willow to offer some insight from a magical point of view.
But the calls came in an hour later. The sanity had returned to the patients. They knew who they were, where they were. It was a miracle. Which, as most of the SGC and their allies knew, was probably not far from the truth.
The SGC itself had removed all operations to the Gate Ship, the Mountain was under lock down and minimally staffed. The Scoobies and SG1 were with Dawn, Joyce, Sha’re, Janet, Cassie and all the kids and Jaffa from the SGCCC at Atlantis.
George was monitoring things.
“General, our observers report that a bright flash just occurred. We have lost sight of Glory, but we still have eyes on Lord Xander.” Major Davis reported.
“Any idea what caused the flash?”
“It looked like he was about to behead her, he had some how managed to impale Glory on his sword, despite failing to have an effect before.”
“Very well, keep our eyes on the tear and Lord Xander. We can’t help with Glory, but we can take our best shots at anything comes out of that tear.” George ordered.
“Sir, we’re now getting reports that Lord Hades has appeared and the tear is closing… apparently what appears to be a dragon has exited the tear and is causing damage.” Walter interrupted.
“Launch the fighters and order them to fry anything that leaves the tear. Keep them off of the three gods.”
Walter quickly relayed the orders.
“Sir, do you think this means we just lost Lord Xander as an active ally?” Davis asked worriedly.
“If your asking has he attained his godhood, Major, then yes. I believe your right.” George grinned. “The Jaffa are going to be celebrating for a month this time.”
“Won’t this mean trouble for us, sir?” Davis asked, unsure as to why his commander was so happy.
“It just means that we have to use the gifts that Lord Xander has given us. He has put a lot of effort into setting things up so we mortals can handle whatever comes our way.” He said sternly. “It’s up to us to prove him right.”
“Sir, yes sir.” Davis said proudly.
“General, the tear has been closed and Lord Xander… is here.” Walter finished as he saw Xander appear behind the General.
“Ding dong. The Witch is dead.” He grinned as he bowed with a flourish.
There was a loud cheer as the Gate Room personnel released their pent up worries. They all knew they were minutes away from Hell on Earth.
“Spread the word to our allies and recall SG1 and the others.” George ordered over the cheers.
The news of Glory’s defeat was met with jumping and hugging and cheering. Especially from Dawn, Joyce and Buffy.
The news of Xander’s new status as God of the Universe was met with a little sadness as they couldn’t help but feel they would be losing Xander in some ways.
Willow however managed to completely derail everything with one question.
“Alright Mister. Explain this.” She said lifting Tara’s hand bearing a solid gold wedding ring. Much like the ones adorning Gaia and Xander’s hands.
“It means we’re married?” Xander grinned sheepishly.
“And just why weren’t we invited?” She demanded.
Xander suddenly found himself on the receiving end of several feminine glares. The men meanwhile backed off fearfully whilst a certain brunette slayer snickered at the poor god.
“Tara, honey, little help?” Xander whined pitifully.
Tara just giggled. “There was no wedding. We wanted to wait so that the Jaffa could have a day to celebrate. We’re married, we just haven’t announced or celebrated it publicly yet.”
“So you don’t have anything planned yet?” Buffy asked with an unholy gleam in her eye, which was matched by the look in several of the other females in the room.
The men – and brunette slayer – were now actively shuffling to the door. They were saved by Gaia, who suddenly appeared.
“Get lost boys, we have work to do.” She ordered.
Daniel, Xander and Oz just vanished.
The rest of the SGC would forever remember the sight of a pack of large wolves pelting down the hallways as if the Devil himself was after them.
The security footage was suddenly more valuable than Naquadria.