Summary: Answer to Djhardim's idea that Xander dress up as a certain
medical student, and all that meant
Crossover: None right now…
Disclaimer: I own nothing. I see nothing!
Feedback: It would be welcome! Please!
Pre-fic Comments: A Xander-Glory fic…why? `Hell' if I know. Whipped
this out in fifteen minutes after reading djhardim's insidious idea.
I might continue it, but I seem to have a lot of stories running
loose like toddlers so who knows.
As Xander tumbled through the portal with Angelus, Doc's spells
finally accessed enough raw energy to kick in. Sure, with Glory and
the Hyena fighting it out was somewhat distracting since Halloween,
the crazy hell goddess taking brief control only twice, Halloween
itself and just before entering the mansion moments before the portal
The troublesome part had been keeping it all away from Deadboy, Giles
and the Scoobs; if they actually could have remembered for longer
than a minute that he was the vessel for Glorificus he had no doubt
that he'd've been dead in no time. Right after that night, he'd found
and had a long talk with Ben, which brought home to Xander not only
Ben's memories but those of Glorificus. He then encountered the nasty
obsequious demons led by Doc, which had minimized his contact with
the Scoobies since.
Xander had proceeded to learn magic from the demon that would allow
him to adjust Glory's skills and knowledge to better use the mixed
energies of the Hellmouth and the Earth itself. Doc had demurred, but
when but when Xander threw him off a building and revealed that he'd
been previously possessed by a Primal Hyena Spirit now `bothering'
the goddess, Doc had begun to research and assist.
Xander had tried everything over the last few months, working out,
feeding the muscle growth and Hyena attributes, `to be a fitting host
to her magnificence' but in reality knowing if separated only running
fast and using stealthy magics might let him survive.
Doc and Xander fed the magics, the demon unknowing he did so when the
Hyena echoed stronger to keep Glory in a slumber, while Xander lived
in perpetual panic at losing control. Realizing that to save the
world he'd have to risk Glorificus, he'd gotten Spike to draw around
Acathla the markings necessary to transfer the Hyena Spirit, while
Doc had managed to enspell a small ceramic statuette as the trigger
for releasing Glorificus.
Glorificus tore through a dozen minions, Spike and Drusilla to reach
Angelus even as the soul spell by Jenny Calendar and Willow brought
the vampire to his knees. Buffy was starting to talk to Angel as
Glory slammed a fist with the bead into the face of the individual
Xander's `research' assured her had her Key. This might have simply
started a quick end to a notorious vampire except that the body flew
into the portal. Screaming, the hellgoddess, even now in the throes
of agony from the de-possessing spell, leapt after Angel.
Buffy watched as Angel, Xander, a skanky woman, and a big dog-thing
disappeared with the statue of Acathla.
"That didn't work out did it?" the well-built Xander moaned as he
peered from behind a big rock, noting he'd been petting a big dog, a
hyena…THE HYENA…in his unconscious state, but that the animal seemed
to enjoy it.
#Of course I enjoy, Lex, who wouldn't?#
Xander frowned in confusion, then tried thinking back at the Hyena,
#You have a good point there…What's the What?#
#Can't you at least think in an educated manner.#
#Why do I have a British Hyena as a companion?#
#You don't, but as you seemed to acknowledge the older human as the
nominal Alpha to your pack, I defer to his example. As to what's
happened, look next to you but don't yelp.#
#Was that?# Xander began as he recognized Glory's feet sticking out
from under the statue-form of Acathla, #Is she?#
#No, but she'll be out a little while, and the local demons already
grabbed the vampire. For what it's worth, it got its soul back.#
#Not that I care, but which way did they go?# he asked, receiving a
mental direction in response. He looked around, finding it pretty
bleak, #This doesn't look what I expected…#
#That's because whatever the magics did, they changed the smell of
the portal, it smelled different from Glorificus or Acathla.#
#So we're probably in a different Hell?#
#I'm a Primal Spirit, not a Demon Lord, how should I know? You have
all the memories by now.#
#Sorry…so how long before the Wicked Witch wakes up?#
#Not soon. She doesn't have much power beyond what you have, and
she's actually just in a hole. That rock just keeps her under it; it
didn't actually do more than trap her.#
#What did the demons look like?#
#Mixed bunch, most were like a neon green with small horns and red
eyes, basically human-looking. They poured water on the vampire's
face to wake it up, so we might want to follow if only to find water.#
#Hmm, alright, and at least I still have the shirt and knife. We'll
head out soon…Annie.#
#Hyena sounded backwards.#
#What're you doing?#
#Partially digging her out.#
#I need the pants, and to check on something you said, that she
doesn't feel stronger than I do?#
#Now that you mention it you both smell almost the same, too…Dig `er
out, pup…I think we need to find out a few things.#
Glory wasn't accustomed to be looking closely at humans, let alone
males, let alone that part of a male, let alone one that well
equipped, as she was pulled out from under that damned Acathla. She
giggled at her wording as of course Acathla was damned, pretty much a
given. She was surprised to see the monkey guy blush at their
proximity and a…hyena cackle at the discomfort shown. It was only as
she got up that she realized her top was bared, and that this should
bother her for some reason even as the male… Alexander seemed to
demonstrate full functionality in his embarrassment as he turned
away. She giggled again, blushing herself as the memories of Ben and
Alexander, and the female hyena filled in the reasons for his
"Um, you want to change parts of clothes, uh, Alexander?" the hell
goddess, no she realized, demigoddess, said.
"I'd appreciate that, uh, Glory…"
#You made `im blush# the hyena, Annie, mentally congratulated,
sensing the insanity and most of the power of Glorificus were gone.
#Hey!# Xander exclaimed as Glory noted they could talk without
voices, his hand touching Glory's as they swapped clothes. Luckily,
the shirt went down to her knees like a dress, so modesty resumed.
"So Glory?" Xander quietly and hopefully asked, "No hard feelings?"
"I suppose not, but I'm still not happy about lots of things, most
involving that shopkeeper, that stupid Doc, and the fact that I'm
only a demigoddess now."
"Does that mean?"
"You seem to be a demigod, sort of? Yes. Means we're about where that
Hercules guy on those television shows are, thump things and don't
"At least you still look...great."
"Thank you," she replied, for some reason the opinion of the human
who'd out-maneuvered her mattered to her, and being `human' meant she
appreciated his physical qualities, `Ewww, human sex thought!'
"Well, this area's rocky, but it looks like trees that way they took
Angel. And that might be the only place to find food and water. Okay?"
`He actually seems to be concerned about my welfare…' Glory mused,
nodding at the young man to lead.
#That's just the way Lex is, Glory, he's giving the both of us a
completely new chance, and the pup values friendship. Don't mess it