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Summary: In honor of Dogbertcarroll's 'Flickering Lights', a bunch of mostly Xander centered one-shots.

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Multiple Crossings > GeneralCrazyDanFR186770,02438884527,68516 Feb 1217 Jun 14No

Follow the Leader....

I don't own the Incredible Hulk or Buffy the Vampire Slayer or related characters. This is a piece of Fanfiction and written for amusement, not profit.

“I cannot stress how bad an idea this is.” Xander tried to plead. “Things always go wrong when I'm involved. Prophecies, spells, First dates, magic candy, you name it.”

“Wow, you really are good at begging for your life aren't you?” The Leader mused. “Oh the minion you'll make.”

“I am no one's minion.” Xander said after seeing begging wasn't going to work.

“You've already been subjected to the appropriate conditioning as wells as the neural implant. You're my minion whether you want to be or not.” The Leader said.

“When did that happen?” Xander asked.

“When you were visited by my best mind controller, Areola.” The Leader told him. “She is the best when it comes to controlling weaker minds. That way I don't have to waste my own mind control powers.”

“Who?” Xander asked.

“Areola.” The Leader said. “She told me she'd been here.”

“Still not ringing a bell.” Xander said with as much of a shrug as he could.

“Dammit.” The Leader said with a sigh. “I suppose I'd better make sure she gets here this time.” He said before summoning said minion.

“Yes boss?” A large chested woman asked as she stepped into the room.

“This one needs conditioning.” The Leader said. “See to it.”

“Of course my Leader.” The woman said with a small bow.

The Leader nodded before stepping out of the room to go take care of some other projects.

“You know we've already been through this.” Areola said with a smirk as she unstrapped Xander from the table.

“So?” Xander grinned. “You've got hypnotic breasts and I've got my Helicopter trick. I say that makes us even. I just wanted one more chance to see you before I get nuked by the jackass.”

“You know he'll find out.” Areola frowned.

“I don't care.” Xander told her. “What's the harm?”

“Fine.” Areola said with a smirk. “One more go. You're really enthusiastic you know that?”

“Maybe it's the green skin.” Xander shrugged. “Or the whole life and death thing. Either way it's fun for both of us.” He said with a waggle of his eyebrows.

“We don't have long. He'll be back in an hour.” She said. “So get to work, minion.”

“Yes Ma'am.” Xander said before starting to undress her.



Later.....

“It is done my Leader.” Areola said as she walked out of the room.

“Good.” The Leader said with a nod. “I don't want to see any more lapses in action like this again Areola. You know I don't tolerate failure.”

“It won't happen again sir.” Areola said softly.

The Leader looked at her for a moment before heading into the laboratory. He looked at the dazed and stupid look on Xander's face an nodded to himself. The boy's mind had been suitably molded and he was ready for the next stage.

“You are ready.” The Leader declared. “Minion.”

“Hhhn.” Xander grunted as the Leader brought a large and dangerous looking contraption in from a connecting room.

Xander was blasted with enough gamma rays to transform a whole town, all while he had a smile on his face.

A smile that changed to a rictus of pain as the transformation began.


TBC.....?

The Idea of Areola is borrowed from the XXX Wife episode of Stroker and Hoop. For those who know what I'm talking about, you know what I'm talking about. ;)
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