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Still Part IV
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Xander held the enraged slayer in a vise like grip. He was surprised that he was able to hold her. He knew that he got an upgrade but he didn’t think it was this much of an upgrade. Bobbi was one of the stronger slayers after Buffy and Faith. She was rated up to at least four to five tons. “Bobbi please calm down. Tell me what’s wrong? Please.” Xander tried everything he could to get through to his slayer. “Bobbi!” he shouted, “Look into my eyes. Calm down.”
Bobbi Morse obeyed her watcher’s command despite the need she felt the punch Faith’s face in. The second she looked into Xander’s eye, she got sucked in. The glow invaded her mind through the link to her soul. She guessed that the old adage must be true. The eyes are the gateways to the soul.
The more she stared the calmer she got. She felt safe in Xander’s strong arms. All slayer felt safe and loved when Xander was around. According to slayer legend as told by Willow Rosenberg herself, when Xander resuscitated Buffy in the master’s cave a portion of the slayer essence mixed with his soul, and that essence judged that the man was worthy of the slayers attentions. A pale copy of that essence stayed behind in Buffy Summers. When Xander bought her back the dark energy from the opened Hellmouth poured into Buffy re-energizing the copy, thus creating the second slayer line. Buffy never saw Xander as a worthy mate. She judged him too weak. The departing slayer spirit however had to pass through his very soul. A pure soul. A soul strengthened by the merger with the Hyena Primal. A soul worthy of being called a mate.
Ever since then every slayer to come after Buffy Summers had felt some kind of connection with Xander Harris. To some he was a lover, to the younger slayers he was the accepting father who took care of them and loved them like no one else. To others he was a brother. A comrade in arms they could always count on to stand by their side, no matter who they faced.
When Bobbi Morse reconnected to that primal essence her inner slayer recognized its pack mate. She knew that to Xander she was pack. She let the connection solidify and welcomed her pack mate, her brother with all her heart. The moment she did that all other influences were flushed from her system, and she did as Xander asked. She calmed down.
“Xander something’s not right. Sure I want to challenge Faith for the title, but not like this. I’m sure that whatever it is it’s affecting Faith just like it was effecting me.” She could see that Xander believed her. Relief flooded her body and she relaxed for the first time she set foot on this giant flying tub.
Xander saw Faith advance on Bobbi and recognized the truth of Bobbi's words. Faith was under the influence. He would have to do the same thing for Faith as he did for Bobbi.
"Faith come here." his command stopped Faith's advance. Look into my eye. He told her firmly. Faith did just as Xander ordered and she fell into Xander's soul the same way Bobbi did a minute earlier. the same thing happened with Faith as with Bobbi, but the difference between Bobbi and Faith was that Faith had already claimed Xander as a lover and a mate. A mate she has kept at arms length due to her emotional insecurities. Xander brought her back into the new pack.
Dawn sensed something was amiss with her teammates and went to join them. To see what she could do to help. Faith looked at Dawn and back to Xander she nodded once and gave her approval. She had been sharing Xander with Dawn for a while now. Might as well make it official.
Dawn fell into Xander's eye and she connected to the new pack. Her ties to her team strengthened, and her issues with Faith sharing her Xander were finally resolved. They were pack after all. It was the right thing to do. For them.
"What are we going to do. If it can effect the slayers like this it's bound to be felt by everyone else sooner or later." Dawn looked to Xander for answers. He was the insightful one off the group after all.
"I think we have a bit of time yet. Whatever is attacking us had an effect on the slayers because they're more in tune with their darker nature, but you're right Dawnie, eventually it will catch up to all of us."
"What about you BoyToy? You have a pretty dark streak yourself if I recall."
"I have a little more resistance to this kind of mental manipulation than most Faith. All that crap I've went throughout the years have built some tolerance I can feel it now that I know what to look for. Nothing is directing it... I mean there's no guiding intelligence behind it. It's like a version of the Hellmouth energies. It's just there, it doesn't care what will happen, it knows that something will. Good. Bad. I just doesn't care. I know numb nuts is probably behind it. Just not sure how he's doing it from that airtight cell Fury put him in."
"Now that we know it's there it's easier to ignore. The pack bond also helps in diffusing the effect. It's less concentrated when the burden is shared." Bobbi was back to her old analytical self. She wasn't a SHIELD scientist for nothing after all.
"So Xan Man. Are we going to tell the others?" Dawn looked at the others across the room.
"Gotta. Otherwise it's gonna be a bitch to get them to trust us in the future."
"Director Harris are your people now under control?" Fury was looking at the watcher team and calculating what hos response should be if they caused trouble.
"Yeah sure evil twin. But we so gotta talk." Xander was serious and Fury could tell that the class clown mask was down. Therefore it had the potential to be deadly serious.
"How come I'm the evil twin? How are we twins in the first place we look nothing alike."
"Aw come on it's really simple. You have African roots. I've been to Africa. Your an ugly American with a big stick, while I'm the lovable American with the big heart that everyone loves. Just ask the girls" he pointed at the girls who were nodding their heads in agreement. "I have an eye patch, you have an eye patch..."
"You know, now that you've pointed out the similarities I can see it. Good twin..." Tony pointed at Xander, "Evil twin. It all makes sense..."
"Stark knock it off. He doesn't need that kind of juvenile encouragement." Fury looked at Tony and sighed. "Phil... help me out here?"
"Yes sir. Mister Stark, while you may know what it is to be a juvenile delinquent as of course your previous actions in the past have proven. Director Fury is not in fact evil. it just looks that way to other less enlightened souls. How's that boss? You think he bought it?"
Fury slapped his face with the palm of his hand. "Natasha. As the only other adult in the room, you are in charge until I get back." Fury left the room before he killed half of his allies.
"Now that you are openly in charge, and don't get me wrong you do have the right outfit for it, very becoming in fact. I just have one question to ask..." Natasha raised her brow giving him permission to bury himself. "...I wondering... where do you keep you whips and chains... not that I into that sort of thing you understand..."' Natasha and Phil's eyebrows came up at the same time. They've seen the videos. Who does Stark think he's kidding.
Natasha walked out of the room Phil behind her. Tony was curious and he followed. She just might show him her collection. No one in his experience who dressed like that, didn't have a set somewhere. although he didn't think was into that kind of thing too stuffy.
"Say. Anywhere I can take this armor off?"
Natasha gave a passing female agent the job of showing Stark what he can do with his armor. She kept walking without looking back grumbling curses in Russian, surprisingly, or maybe not, most were directed at Fury, only some were going Tony's way, and that mostly as collateral damage.
"I really, really like her." Faith told Xander as she followed after the Widow.
Soon the room was empty as they all followed Faith's example and went after the pissed off Window. Steve wasn't sure it was a good idea, but he went along to make sure the insane people in the room didn't hurt the poor service men that had no choice but to be here.
Natasha led them to another chamber where SHIELD agents were busy monitoring Loki in his cell. They saw Fury trying to reason with the space god. He was not having any luck.
While Natasha was studying and profiling the space nut the other players in the room had come to their own conclusions.
"He really grows on you doesn't he?" Bruce Banner smiles at them to indicate that he really isn't all that worried.
"He's gonna drag this out." Steve told them. "So, Thor, what's his play?"
"He has an army. Called the Chitauri. They're not of Asgard or any known world. He needs to lead them against your people. They will win him the Earth in return I suspect for the Tesseract."
"An army... From outer space?" Steve could not believe he was having a serious conversation about something that had words in it like 'an army from outer space.'
"So. He's building another portal?" Bruce guessed, "That's what he needs Eric Selvig for?"
"Selvig?" asked Thor.
"He's an astrophysicist..." Bruce started to explain.
"He's a friend." clarified Thor.
"I don't get it." Faith looked all around. Natasha was too busy studying and analyzing the nut bar.
"You don't get what?" Steve asked.
"Why is this fruit cake still alive? I've heard enough. Portal, army from outer space, that's enough for me. Off with his head."
"It's not that simple. He has done to Selvig what he tried with Director Harris, and another of our men."
"Who?" Bobbi dreaded hearing the answer. So far there's been the Black Widow, but where was her ex. The archer known as Hawkeye.
To be continued...