an: I own nothing that you might recognize so Marvel owns the Avengers and Joss Whedon owns Buffy the vampire slayer. Sadly if I did, I would not be working. This is my response to Calileane's Challenge 7236: My DNA says I'm Thor's son? it was just a Halloween costume! AU, OOC, and I have not chosen a pairing.It was just a Halloween costume!
The magic wave spread out from the costume shop, changing all the costumes Ethan had sold. Xander looked around for as people change or dropped to the ground all were screaming. The wave rolled over Xander causing him to gasp and double over in pain. When he stood up again, he felt different, powerful, like he could take on a nest of vampires without a problem. He looked down at his costume realizing that the plastic and foam pieces were now metal and the cloth was the finest silks and finely crafted leathers, that Buffy would kill to own. He looked at the bracers and felt something was missing.'Hvitingr'
a voice in the back of his mind whispered to him. Xander looked around for the source of the whisper, but found himself standing alone. The feeling of something missing from his hands kept nagging at him. It took a moment for him to remember he was missing his battle-axe.
Xander slowly reached under his cape and felt for the handle of the axe. At first it was not there, just as he was wondering where it was, his hand was suddenly filled with a leather wrapped handle. Shrugging he firmly pulled the handle away from his back, it shocked him how easily it came away, not like it had earlier at Buffy's house, more like it was held by magnets to his back and not a clip on the armor.
Xander raised the axe up and stepped into the glow from a street light to get a better look at the prop made real. He stared at the blade, examining every inch of it from the eye for the handle to the razor-sharp blades. The metal was not any he had seen before, both blades had what looked like three triangles interlocked carved into them. He admired how the leather on the handle and grip was dyed to match the white cape and armor of his costume.
"Hvitingr." Xander whispered in awe, the blade seemed to glow in response to its name. He gave it a couple of test swings, loving how the weapon felt right in his hands and listened to the blade whistle through the air. The axe looked like it should weigh several pounds and he knew he should not have been able to wield it one-handed, but it felt feather light to him. He grinned at his new weapon, when a flash of movement caught his eye.
"My Lord Odin, a weapon from the hall of weapons has gone missing." A royal guard said from his kneeling position in front of the throne. Odin raised an eyebrow.
"Which weapon has gone missing?" Odin asked looking ever calm. The young guard looked up, fearing the worst, but praying for the best.
"Hvitingr, my King, the battle-axe not the sword." He said bowing his head once again. Odin looked startled by this news, he had set aside that weapon to go to Thor's first son.
"You have searched everywhere for Hvitingr? Asked Heimdall if he has seen the weapon?" Odin asked leaning forward, watching the young guard for signs that he was lying.
"We have searched Asgard, my lord, but I have not spoken with Lord Heimdall as of yet." The guard said with some shame in his voice for not having thought to ask the all-seeing god. Odin signal the guard to stand.
"Go to Heimdall, find if he can tell us where the axe has gone too." Odin said dismissing the guard. Odin turned, glancing at his wife and queen Frigga to see what her thoughts were. It worried him that she was as shocked as himself.
"Lady Sif, where are my sons now?" Odin asked the young Asgardian.
"Xander!" Willow shouted as she ran up to him. Xander had to blink a couple of times before he realized that it was in fact Willow in the burgundy mid-drift halter top, and leather mini skirt. "Wow. Willow looks great. My adopted little sister is growing up so fast."
"Was that what you were wearing under the ghost outfit Will?" Xander asked with a raised brow. Willow paused with a quizzical look, before looking down at how she was currently dressed. She looked up at him with a deep blush.
"Um...So w-why didn't you turn into your costume." Willow asked crossing her arms over her stomach. He smiled at her redirect of the conversation.
"I think I did." Xander said, paused and motioned her to stand back. "Let me try something."
Xander thought about the lightning he saw Thor call with his hammer. He was thrilled when he saw arcs of electricity start to form on the blades, when a sudden urge to hold the axe up over took him. He thrust the axe into the air.
"For the glory of Asgard!" Xander roared. Willow eeped in surprise as lightning struck the axe and traveled down Xander's arm leaving not scorched flesh but a scale like armor. She stood with her mouth hanging open, as the transformation completed.
Xander flexed his arms testing how the new armor felt. He looked at Willow with his lopsided grin.
"This feels amazing. I hope this stays." He said looking at her closer. "Willow you look like you might be your costume as well. What about Buffy?"
"Oh my gosh, she was a street over. I hope she is alright." Willow said heading across the street to find their friend.
"My lord, Lord Heimdall has advised that he has not seen the axe in Asgard. He did however say that he did see it on Midgard, in the hands of a young warrior." the guard said. Odin raised an eyebrow at this and looked at Frigga, who looked concerned.
"Lady Sif and the warriors three. Go to Midgard find Thor and tell him what has happened. He is to find this warrior and bring him and the weapon back to Asgard." Odin ordered the four warriors. All bowed before leaving to find Heimdall and get to New York as quickly as possible, before this warrior used the mighty Hvitingr for some foul purpose.
AN: till next time folks, please review thanks. The name of Xander's battle-axe Hvítingr (white-one) and yes the symbols on the blades is for Thor as well. Yes I know the name is for a sword, but call it creative license.