Title: Three Slayers
Rating: R (For Language later)
Story: Action\Adventure
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Disclaimer: I don't own the characters just worship at their altar
Summary: An answer to Kendra didn't die and got together with Xander
challenge on XanderZone.
Three Slayers - Prologue
Xander let out a relieved gasp as his beloved spluttered back into the life. He'd done it, he'd saved her. The blonde looked past him to the figure in the shadows. "Angel," she whispered and his heart broke for the second time in a day.
* * *
"Wow," Xander muttered at his first sight of the athletic, mocha-skinned beauty stood in the library, her raven-dark wiry hair cascading down her muscular shoulders. His heart hadn't fluttered like was doing right now since, since his first sight of Buffy on the school steps. Pushing aside the feelings of hurt that always arose at the thought of the blonde he walked over to the girl and offered his best smile. "Hi, I'm Xander and you are?"
The girl's coal-black eyes, man he could lose himself in them, widened in terror like a deer's caught in a car's headlights. "Kendra, sir," the girl looked down at the floor.
"Hey," he cast a quizzical look over his shoulder, "I thought there was a teacher behind me for a second there," smiling at the girl's nervous giggle he offered her his hand. "Are you an exchange student?" he was surprised by the tingle that ran through him when she tentatively took his hand.
"No," Xander's head snapped round. For perhaps the first time ever he hadn't noticed Buffy's presence in the room. "She's a Slayer; somebody's been messing with the Slayer line, making extras."
"I could have left you dead," Xander retorted.
"You're the one," Kendra's eyes widened again. "The one who started the second line?"
"I have that -."
Buffy interrupted. "Oh he helped Angel," she said nonchalantly. Usually Buffy's dismissal would have hurt but right now he was too busy staring into the new Slayer's eyes.
* * *
"Kendra!" Xander sprang to his feet and hurried over to the newcomer, a beaming smile firmly in place, she was even more beautiful than he remembered. Months had passed since the other Slayer's fleeting appearance but he'd never even looked at another woman. Now it was Kendra and not Buffy that filled his dreams.
"Xander!" a smile brightening her already gorgeous looks, the young girl started forward.
"Kendra! Stay!"
Xander turned his attention to the tall black man stood beside his friend. "Who the hell are you?" he demanded angrily, she wasn't a damn dog.
The man looked at him haughtily. "I am Mr. Zabuto, Kendra's Watcher-."
His suspicion confirmed Xander slammed his forehead into the man's mouth while at the same bringing his knee up into the man's groin. As the man doubled up, Xander grabbed him around the collar and threw him head-first into a near-by bookcase, sending it and the man crashing to the floor. As he made his way over to the sprawled man, Buffy blocked his way, her eyes dancing furiously. "Xander, what are you doing? Have you gone mad?"
"Gee, I don't know Buffy? No computer teachers on my score cards," he was sadistically satisfied when the blonde flinched at his barb, he was sick of them all pandering to her spoilt whims. "No, this bastard is the same shit who used Ken as nothing more than a slave. When he comes round tell him to stay out of my way if he wants to keep walking." Still angry, he turned and stormed out of the library.
"Xander! The spe-."
"I'll be back later!" he shook his head in disgust, soul restoration spells, and he fought a Slayer's job was to kill vampires not cure them.
* * *
Xander groaned as he pushed the bookcase off him. "I wonder what the insurance premiums are like for demon hunters." Using years of parental abuse he forced aside the pain in his arm, it was probably broken, to stand and look down onto the ground floor of the library.
The first thing he noticed was Zabuto, his neck twisted at an impossible angle. No loss. His heart missed a beat when he saw an unconscious Willow then stopped when he saw the blood pouring out of the brown-skinned Slayer's neck. "Kendra!"
Ignoring his own pain he hurried down the first floor steps and knelt beside the Slayer's body. After taking a couple of deep breaths in an effort to calm himself, he pulled off his shirt and pressed it against the wound in an attempt to stem the blood loss. "Xander what happened?"
He looked up angrily to see a shocked-looking Buffy. "Your boyfriend's childe that's what happened! Now call an ambulance!" The dazed blonde didn't move. "Now Buffy!" If Kendra didn't make it, he didn't know what he'd do to Buffy.
* * *
"The young lady died on the way to hospital," Xander felt his legs grow shaky. "But don't worry we were able to revive her. Quite remarkable really, she's healing already."
Xander turned away; there was something he needed to do before he saw Kendra and Willow. As he neared the hospital entrance the full import of the nurse's words hit him. "There's a third Slayer." He'd have to tell G- Man once they'd rescued him.
* * *
"No Ted please don't make me," Faith whimpered as unshed tears burnt her eyes. "You said I was your girl, that you'd take good care of me."
The big man grabbed her by her hair and propelled her into the alley wall. "Listen you little bitch," the twenty year old leaned against her, his weight crushing her and his alcohol-filled breath forcing her to pull her head away and her nose to wrinkle in disgust. "Frankie's promised me a couple of rocks and a C-Note for a night with your fine ass. So you'll do whatever he wants. Otherwise." She screamed as the man grabbed her right breast and roughly twisted it. "Understand?"
It wasn't fair, when she'd first met Ted she'd thought he was so cool, that she'd finally found a guy to look after her. But he was a bastard, just like all of them. Well she wouldn't do it, she wasn't a whore. Suddenly a wave of energy hit her making her entire body itch and her stomach flip flop almost as if she was going to vomit. Then the feeling passed and she felt stronger, more confident than ever before. "No I won't do it."
"That right?" Ted shrugged and smiled. "Well in that case." The man released his grip and stepped back before swinging an open-handed palm at her face. "You'll have to be taught who's the boss."
"I am." She caught the man's hand inches from her face. She smiled crookedly at the man's surprised expression before slamming her heel into the man's right instep shattering the bone. The man's mouth opened but she cut off his scream or curse with an uppercut to the jaw that lifted the man off his feet and sent him crashing into the far wall before sliding into the alley's garbage. Faith grinned in amazement; nobody was going to push her around again - from now on she'd be doing the pushing. "Wicked cool."
Three Slayers - Prologue
Xander let out a relieved gasp as his beloved spluttered back into the life. He'd done it, he'd saved her. The blonde looked past him to the figure in the shadows. "Angel," she whispered and his heart broke for the second time in a day.
* * *
"Wow," Xander muttered at his first sight of the athletic, mocha-skinned beauty stood in the library, her raven-dark wiry hair cascading down her muscular shoulders. His heart hadn't fluttered like was doing right now since, since his first sight of Buffy on the school steps. Pushing aside the feelings of hurt that always arose at the thought of the blonde he walked over to the girl and offered his best smile. "Hi, I'm Xander and you are?"
The girl's coal-black eyes, man he could lose himself in them, widened in terror like a deer's caught in a car's headlights. "Kendra, sir," the girl looked down at the floor.
"Hey," he cast a quizzical look over his shoulder, "I thought there was a teacher behind me for a second there," smiling at the girl's nervous giggle he offered her his hand. "Are you an exchange student?" he was surprised by the tingle that ran through him when she tentatively took his hand.
"No," Xander's head snapped round. For perhaps the first time ever he hadn't noticed Buffy's presence in the room. "She's a Slayer; somebody's been messing with the Slayer line, making extras."
"I could have left you dead," Xander retorted.
"You're the one," Kendra's eyes widened again. "The one who started the second line?"
"I have that -."
Buffy interrupted. "Oh he helped Angel," she said nonchalantly. Usually Buffy's dismissal would have hurt but right now he was too busy staring into the new Slayer's eyes.
* * *
"Kendra!" Xander sprang to his feet and hurried over to the newcomer, a beaming smile firmly in place, she was even more beautiful than he remembered. Months had passed since the other Slayer's fleeting appearance but he'd never even looked at another woman. Now it was Kendra and not Buffy that filled his dreams.
"Xander!" a smile brightening her already gorgeous looks, the young girl started forward.
"Kendra! Stay!"
Xander turned his attention to the tall black man stood beside his friend. "Who the hell are you?" he demanded angrily, she wasn't a damn dog.
The man looked at him haughtily. "I am Mr. Zabuto, Kendra's Watcher-."
His suspicion confirmed Xander slammed his forehead into the man's mouth while at the same bringing his knee up into the man's groin. As the man doubled up, Xander grabbed him around the collar and threw him head-first into a near-by bookcase, sending it and the man crashing to the floor. As he made his way over to the sprawled man, Buffy blocked his way, her eyes dancing furiously. "Xander, what are you doing? Have you gone mad?"
"Gee, I don't know Buffy? No computer teachers on my score cards," he was sadistically satisfied when the blonde flinched at his barb, he was sick of them all pandering to her spoilt whims. "No, this bastard is the same shit who used Ken as nothing more than a slave. When he comes round tell him to stay out of my way if he wants to keep walking." Still angry, he turned and stormed out of the library.
"Xander! The spe-."
"I'll be back later!" he shook his head in disgust, soul restoration spells, and he fought a Slayer's job was to kill vampires not cure them.
* * *
Xander groaned as he pushed the bookcase off him. "I wonder what the insurance premiums are like for demon hunters." Using years of parental abuse he forced aside the pain in his arm, it was probably broken, to stand and look down onto the ground floor of the library.
The first thing he noticed was Zabuto, his neck twisted at an impossible angle. No loss. His heart missed a beat when he saw an unconscious Willow then stopped when he saw the blood pouring out of the brown-skinned Slayer's neck. "Kendra!"
Ignoring his own pain he hurried down the first floor steps and knelt beside the Slayer's body. After taking a couple of deep breaths in an effort to calm himself, he pulled off his shirt and pressed it against the wound in an attempt to stem the blood loss. "Xander what happened?"
He looked up angrily to see a shocked-looking Buffy. "Your boyfriend's childe that's what happened! Now call an ambulance!" The dazed blonde didn't move. "Now Buffy!" If Kendra didn't make it, he didn't know what he'd do to Buffy.
* * *
"The young lady died on the way to hospital," Xander felt his legs grow shaky. "But don't worry we were able to revive her. Quite remarkable really, she's healing already."
Xander turned away; there was something he needed to do before he saw Kendra and Willow. As he neared the hospital entrance the full import of the nurse's words hit him. "There's a third Slayer." He'd have to tell G- Man once they'd rescued him.
* * *
"No Ted please don't make me," Faith whimpered as unshed tears burnt her eyes. "You said I was your girl, that you'd take good care of me."
The big man grabbed her by her hair and propelled her into the alley wall. "Listen you little bitch," the twenty year old leaned against her, his weight crushing her and his alcohol-filled breath forcing her to pull her head away and her nose to wrinkle in disgust. "Frankie's promised me a couple of rocks and a C-Note for a night with your fine ass. So you'll do whatever he wants. Otherwise." She screamed as the man grabbed her right breast and roughly twisted it. "Understand?"
It wasn't fair, when she'd first met Ted she'd thought he was so cool, that she'd finally found a guy to look after her. But he was a bastard, just like all of them. Well she wouldn't do it, she wasn't a whore. Suddenly a wave of energy hit her making her entire body itch and her stomach flip flop almost as if she was going to vomit. Then the feeling passed and she felt stronger, more confident than ever before. "No I won't do it."
"That right?" Ted shrugged and smiled. "Well in that case." The man released his grip and stepped back before swinging an open-handed palm at her face. "You'll have to be taught who's the boss."
"I am." She caught the man's hand inches from her face. She smiled crookedly at the man's surprised expression before slamming her heel into the man's right instep shattering the bone. The man's mouth opened but she cut off his scream or curse with an uppercut to the jaw that lifted the man off his feet and sent him crashing into the far wall before sliding into the alley's garbage. Faith grinned in amazement; nobody was going to push her around again - from now on she'd be doing the pushing. "Wicked cool."