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Summary: post Gift. Buffy isn’t brought back to life, Willow and Tarra take over protecting Sunnydale using magic instead of hand-to-hand weapons, Giles leaves them his library and returns to England, Anya and Xander break up and Xander leaves Sunnydale.

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Highlander > Xander-CenteredunicornzviFR1554,0560168,75513 Oct 0416 Oct 04No

Ch.1 First death

Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the
characters or concepts in BTVS or HL (anthough I may twist them to my
own evil ends) and I’m not making any money out of this


Premise: Buffy/HL X-over

BTVS: post Gift. Buffy isn’t
brought back to life, Willow and Tarra take over protecting Sunnydale
using magic instead of hand-to-hand weapons and bring in a couple
other Wiccans to help, Giles leaves them his library and returns to
England, Anya and Xander break up and Xander leaves Sunnydale.


HL: Duncan didn’t kill Richie.
Duncan, Richie, Methos, Casandra, and Amanda together defeated the
demon. Casandra Hasn’t forgiven Methos and still can’t
stand to be anywhere near him but has acknowledged that he isn’t
the same person and she gave up any homicidal intentions towards him


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next time.


Now the Story:


Surprise, Surprise Ch.1 First death


Xander tried the ignition again then when
that didn’t work popped the hood and got out of the car to
look.

“Car trouble, Whitey?” a voice
challenged him from behind. The voice didn’t sound nice or
friendly, Xander decided. Judging by the look of the street this
wasn’t one of the better parts of Seacover so it was unlikely
that anyone would come and see what was going on. So as Xander slowly
turned around he fingered the foot long wooden stake under his jacket
and the several small bottles of holy water in his pockets.

Facing him were a dozen young men in black
leather jackets with orange and red flames on them. Looking straight
at the eyes of the one in front he was relieved to see no trace of
the hunger which constantly filled a vampire “humans, thank
god. There is no way I could handle a dozen Vampires alone”


Immediately relaxing Xander smiled “Yah,
I was just going to look under the hood and see what’s the
matter.

“You laughing at me Whitey?”
the leader of the group demanded, drawing a pistol from his
waistband.

“No, not at all.” Xander
continued smiling spreading his hands in front of him while an
obscure presence in the back of his head grumbled cataloging the
mistakes the young man before him was making in how he handled the
gun, himself and the rest of his gang. “Look I don’t want
any trouble why don’t I just fix what’s wrong with my car
and get out of here no trouble for anyone.” Xander began
turning back towards his car “They’re not vampires,
they can see I don’t have anything worth robbing so there’s
no reason for them to bother me.”


“Don’t You turn your back on
me” the young man screamed and as Xander began to realize he’d
made a mistake he felt a sharp blow to his shoulder followed by
intense pain.

I’ve been shot”
Xander realized in amazement as he dropped down and rolled towards
the gang. Another shot whistled over his head and then another to the
side as he leaped up at the shooter his wooden stake punching up
under his ribs and into the guy’s heart. Xander’s elbow
smashed into the face of a second hood’ knocking him back and
breaking his nose as Xander turned to punch his stake through the
chest of a third but to his surprise discovered it was firmly lodged
in the first one’s body and wouldn’t budge.


Vamp-fighting instincts, You
don’t need to worry about recovering your weapon, since vampire
turn to dust when you kill them.”
Xander thought as he
leaped back to avoid a knife cut from one of the hoods’ kicking
at the hoods knee hard enough to break it and was about to duck under
a swung pipe when a shot caught him in the chest, knocking him off
his feet and into oblivion.
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