Inheritance: New Alliances
Inheritance: New Alliances
Disclaimer: I own nothing, nothing I say!
Summery: Chaos comes from conflict, so Ethan decided to give the new Superman a challenge. The only problem is that Ethan got a bit more than he expected this time around and created a job that is too big for even a Superman. Third story in the Inheritance series.
Crossovers: Anything in DC is fair game, but will be mainly Superman and Batman.
“Is it safe?” asked Xander in a fearful tone as he entered the library.
Giles simply rolled his eyes and said, “Xander you are arguably the most powerful being on the face of this planet, and she's a seventeen year old girl; grow some backbone.”
“Giles every man runs when a woman is mad at him, no matter how much more powerful he may be. Heck I've seen you run from a certain computer teacher when she's angry at you, and you've never interrupted her when she was about to have 'the moment' with a man she has been mooning over for a year,” said Xander as he handed Giles a stack of papers.
“Is this what I think it is?” asked Giles as he took the papers with a smile on his face.
“Yep, it's the last three chapters of my book. I had some time after I took care of the volcano, so I decided to finish it up and send it off to my publisher,” said Xander as he sat on one of the more comfortable chairs in the room.
“I must say that I'm still surprised as just how well you have done in this endeavor considering your past English grades,” said Giles as he sat down and began to devour the story he had been given.
“What can I say, both my parents had a way with words, and now so do I,” said Xander as he enjoyed the attention Giles was giving the pages in front of him.
It had taken a while to figure out what he wanted to write about, but after his Christmas trip he simply decided to write about what he knew, and he knew heroes. The main character in the story was a combination of himself and Batman that called himself the Tarantula and went about solving supernatural crimes.
His publisher had loved the premise, and the first chapters Xander had sent in. In fact Xander wouldn't be surprised of he was offered a three book deal within six months of the book hitting the shelf. He had made sure that the cover art was just enough to get someone to start reading, and if Giles' reaction was any indication, people may think it's good enough to be bought.
The next hour was spent in blessed silence, something Xander was coming to appreciate more and more. The times that there wasn't some industrial accident, a natural disaster or monster trying to make someone its snack seemed to be decreasing exponentially.
“Excellent work, Xander. I hope you will continue this, even if its only to keep me entertained,” said Giles as he finished the last page.
“Are you suggesting that my sense of humor isn't entertaining enough?” asked Xander in a tone of mock sadness.
“Lets just say that it would be best for the world if you never attempt to write a comedy,” said Giles with a grin.
“G-man making with the funnies, the end of the world is nigh,” said Xander with a matching grin. “Seriously though, anything I should be aware of on the Hellmouth front?”
“Not that I'm aware of. Ever since you dismembered the Judge with your heat vision, and scattered his remains throughout space things have been blessedly quiet. The only thing that is even worth mentioning is the strange lights on the Eastern seaboard,” said Giles.
“I'll make sure to give it a close look when I do my patrol of the US,” said Xander. It probably wouldn't take too long to find out what the problem was now that he had almost mastered all the powers related to his eyes. He still had a bit of trouble controlling the intensity, but he wasn't switching from x-ray to heat vision anymore.
“Are you still planning to go to the Bronze tonight?” asked Giles in an attempt to keep the conversation going.
“Yep, another night of playing odd-man-out,” said Xander with a bit of a sigh.
“Still not having much luck finding dates?” asked Giles.
“Nah, this is something of a girl repellant,” said Xander as he tapped his thick glasses.
“Yes, I don't see how they wouldn't be,” said Giles. “Though considering that you wear them voluntarily you get no sympathy.”
Any comment Xander would have made was cut off as the library door burst open and a very angry blond came storming in.
“Xander did you tell Angel you would dust him if he didn't wait until I was eighteen?!” raged Buffy.
“Oh look, a Russian space station is in trouble. I'll see you later when there are more witnesses to prevent you from committing murder, bye!” said Xander just before he did a reasonable impression of a speeding bullet.
“Just how long are you going to make him suffer for that?” asked Giles between chuckles.
“A few more days,” said Buffy with a smile. “He may have a point, but messing in my love life means he has to suffer.”
“I'll be sure to remember that,” said Giles with as straight a face as he could manage.
“See that you do,” said Buffy as she skipped out of the doors to get ready for her date with Angel.