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WHY XANDER IS BEST IN BUFFY
factfile
QUOTES
WHAT HE DID AFTER GRADUATION
MY FANFICS
Was it worth the price
Xanders Thoughts
sweet whispers
OTHER PEOPLES FANFICS
slayerettes plee
When angels cry
LINKS AND SISTER SITES
A new start
Death of me
babysitting
POLLS
PICTURES
ABOUT ME
children
My bedclothes are retarded
This Changing World
The Xander Claus
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| Title: A New Start Author: Christopher AKA Raven's Bard E-mail: ravensbard78@yahoo.com Pairing: I'll get there eventually Disclaimer: Nothing in the Buffyverse belongs to me. Joss owns it all. Rating: PG 13 (nothing you wouldn't see on the show) Spoilers: Welcome to the Hellmouth and The Harvest Distribution: Just tell me where it's going. Summary: Just wait and see. ********** "Come on, get up. I don't want you be late for school." "Alright, alright. I'm up." Though I certainly wasn't happy about it. I went through the motions to get ready for my first day at a brand new school, grabbing clothes, a shower and breakfast. By the time that I was done Mom had already gotten the car ready and was waiting for me. The drive to school was short, but quiet thankfully so I had a little time to think. And remember. Merrick, though he was a stuffy old brit, quickly became the only adult that I felt I could trust and feel comfortable around. He took me in and taught me how to fight. But even more important, he at least paid attention to me, which was more than I could say about my parents. It hurt more than I thought possible to have to watch him die in front of me and be powerless to do anything. Damn you, Lothos. At least I paid you back for causing the death of Merrick and.... them. Still can't think about them yet. That hurts worse than Merrick. When Merrick died I at least had them to go on for. The only bright spot of that time that I had left. I can still remember their face. I didn't know them very long, but I guess I just fell in love with them at first sight. I wish I could have saved..... The car coming to a stop jolted me out of my thoughts, so I actually paid attention to the building that we stopped in front of. Bright and cheery were the words I would use to describe the place. Great, the perfect place to find more Kimberlys and Jens. Just what I didn't need. "Do you want me to walk you in?" Mom asked. "No, I think I should go without becoming the laughing stock of the school before I even get inside. No offense, mom, but no one wants their parents around them in high school." I said. "I suppose so," she returned. I grabbed my bag and hopped out of the car, but not without one last comment from mom. "Try not to burn this one down, hon. I think one school is more than enough for you in your life," she commented. "Don't worry, mom. I'm sure I won't find anything that flammable in there, even in chem class," I replied smirking. She stared at me for a moment and I think she was actually trying to decide if I was being serious. Finally she made a decision to ignore it and muttering a quiet "good-bye" before driving off for work. "I suppose this could be worse," I muttered to myself. No matter that I had gotten stuck at a new city and school, leaving behind those few friends that I had left after becoming the school pariah. Though on the bright side, a new school could only be better than my experiences at Hemery High. After all, it's not like there could be that many master vamps trying to take over the world in California. God wouldn't be that cruel, would he? Feeling slightly better about the whole situation, I decided to try and make the best of it. Time for my grand entrance, I thought and stepped forward...... ...and right into the girl walking in front of me causing both of us to fall to the ground in a tangle of limbs. "Sorry, sorry," I muttered while helping her up. "What a great way to start. Are you okay?" "Nothing broken... I think," she said as she grabbed her bag off the ground. "You sure? I really am sorry," I said, praying that not many people saw the collision. "Yeah, I'm fine. I take it you're new here," she stated. "Yep, just starting today. Though this isn't the way I wanted to start out here," I grimaced. "I bet. Why don't I show you to the office," she said with a smile. "Thanks, I appreciate it." "Oh, by the way, my name's Willow," she said while holding out her hand to shake. "My friends call me Xander." *** Willow seemed to get kinda shy after our initial introduction, but all in all she seemed extremely nice. A tad too interested in books and computers, but hey not that I have any room to judge. She seemed to be the nerdy type. A lot like I used to be, I suppose. Just the kind of person that I would have had for a friend if I had grown up here. She was more than happy to show me to the office, all the while babbling on about this teacher or that class. 'Course I had to find it cute, but I stopped that line of thought the instant she mentioned she had a boyfriend. Willow dropped me off at the office, but not before she gave me an invite to eat lunch with her and a couple of her friends. All in all, the day seemed to be looking up from its rather dismal beginnings. Here's to hoping the day continues to get better. The secretary in the office sent me right in to the principal's office after giving her my name. Principal Flutie seemed just a little too happy to see me. Either he's always like this or he had one HUGE cup of java this morning. My vote goes to the java. That and not reading my transcript from Hemery. "Well, Alexander Harris, late of Hemery High in Los Angeles," he stated glancing over what I guess was my transcript while walking to his desk. "Sophomore year. Interesting record..." Finally, he settled behind his desk before picking the paperwork back up.... And ripping it in half. "A fresh start is what you get here at Sunnydale," Yes! He didn't notice last year's additions, like the gym. "Here at Sunnydale we want you to have the best chances to succeed here, and we don't care what some papers say. No matter if they say," Uh-oh. "Oh." "Um, Mr. Flutie..." I started. "The students here are welcome to call me Bob," he said while putting the pieces of my transcript back together. "Bob..." "But they don't." I try again. "I understand that I have an... um... unique..." "Unique? You don't think dismal fits better?" "It's not that bad, right?" "You burned down the gym." "But there were vam..... very large amounts of... asbestos." Smooth Xand. "Don't worry. Any other school might say watch your step or we'll be watching you. We want to service your needs, and help you understand our needs. And if your needs don't mesh with our needs...." he finishes by slamming my folder shut. *** Well, that went well, I thought as I stepped out of the office. Of course one of the passing students passing by decided at this time to make my day worse by bumping into me and causing my bag and books to go crashing to the floor. This day just keeps going downhill, I thought to myself while I gathered my things. "Need some help?" On the other hand.... "Huh?" "I said, need some help?" A gorgeous brunette says before helping me with my things. I was literally stunned speechless by her eyes not to mention her body. "Um... uh..." Come on say something, stupid! "There you go. See you around," she said before walking away. Hurry, she's almost gone... "Name... Han.... Xander." Too late. Great now she thinks I'm a total spaz. Or just an idiot. I'll hope for the best, maybe she thinks I'm mute. *** Class was a bore, as they normally are. Didn't help that I didn't have a book. The hot girl next to me was nice enough to help me out by sharing hers. She seemed nice during the class, but as soon as class was out there came a group of airheads to join her and drag her off to the next class while babbling on about a certain basketball player and how to get their hooks in him. Too bad, for awhile there I thought that there was an actual brain in that head, but if she hangs with that kind of group there couldn't be much of one. Luckily one of the students in the hall pointed me in the direction of the library where I could get the books for the rest of my classes. Once I got to the doors I heard muted conversation which instantly stopped the moment I stepped into the library. As did my breathing when I caught sight of the same goddess from the hall. "May I help you?" said the older gentleman (and it looked like that word truly fit him). However, all my attention was still caught on the girl and I simply stared mesmorized by those dark, dangerous eyes so much like.... "Excuse me. Can I help you?" the brittish man queried, jolting me out of my trance. "Hmm, oh, books.... I need books." "Libraries are the best place to find them," the girl stated smirking. "Uh... I suppose..." Geez, Xand, at least ask her name. "You are the new student? Can I see your schedule?" he asked. "Here," I handed the paper over to him before turning to the girl. "Um, I didn't get the chance before to say thanks. So... thanks." "Sure, no prob." "Xander... Harris... is my name." Why don't you add a bit of drooling and stuttering, too. "Nice to meet you X. The name's Faith." *** I didn't get much more than that out before the librarian, whom Faith introduced as Mr. Giles, practically threw me out. Jerk. All I wanted was a chance to talk to her for a minute, maybe even get a lunch date since I still wasn't quite ready for more than that, but no of course not. He had to have his important meeting with Faith. What could be so important that it couldn't wait a few minutes. Although, all this irritation could stem from the fact that I was a bit jealous. I wanted the private meeting with her, and maybe a little bit more... My thoughts drifted back quickly as soon as the bell rang and I remembered that this was my lunch period. School lunch or not, I wasn't one to turn down food. Time to head to the caf. Now if I can only find the place... *** I made my way carefully through the crowds with my tray while looking around for anyone with red hair. I saw a few here and there, but no Willow. It took a bit of searching before I spotted her and two other boys clustered around a small table. "Willow. Hey, does your offer still stand?" I asked. She looked surprised that I remembered and was still willing to come eat with them. "Um... yeah... sure." I grabbed a seat and introduced myself to her friends. "Hi. My name is Xander." The tall, dark haired, lanky one took my hand. "Nice to meet you. I'm Jesse." But the other one simply nodded in greeting. "Oz." *** Turns out Oz was the boyfriend. Never said much, but I suppose Willow more than made up for his silence. I guess there weren't going to be many long meaningful talks between the two of them, but maybe he just didn't like talking in front of me. Jesse seemed to be a bit more outgoing. A lot like I used to be I guess. But I at least got along with him and could relate. He was also the one who invited me to join the rest them at some place called the Bronze. It seemed to be a night club of sorts, the only one around from the sound of it. Oz was also in a band that played there on occasion, but they weren't playing till tommorrow night. I figured I could at least stop by and see the place. Not like I had anything better to do... Some guy chose this moment to walk up and inform us that gym happened to be cancelled due to a corpse found in the locker room. "How did the guy die?" I asked. "How should I know? I'm just passing the word." He said before walking away. Shit. This better be a 'normal' death. "Listen guys, I gotta go to... the bathroom. I'll see you tonight, 'k." A chorus of "bye's" followed me as I walked out of the cafeteria and headed to the gym locker room. *** No one was there by the time I finally found the right spot. I was surprised when I found the door with a busted lock, but I figured it was from whoever left the body. Searching the area as quietly as possible, it didn't take me long to find the guy lying on the floor. I always hate this part, I thought as I turned the head looking for marks. Two puncture marks, but no blood around the mouth. Well, one less thing to worry about. Damn, I thought I got away from this in LA. I can only hope that it is a small group. No loner vamp would be stupid enough to leave its kill out in the open like this unless there were others around. But then again, I have run into more than my fair share of idiot fangboys. Maybe I'll be lucky. *** Classes wore on for the day, but were quickly over. I made my way to my new house and found mom still gone. No big surprise there. She most likely wouldn't even be home for dinner if she stays true to form, which the note on the fridge confirms. Well, at least she left money for food... and any cover charge there might be at the club tonight. I had already decided to head to the Bronze tonight during classes. After all, most kids would be there and vamps love fresh young bodies to munch on. I figured it would be the best spot to find them if they were still in town. I headed upstairs to prepare my gear, and clothes, for the night. SHE at least showed me the necessity of the dressing right for slayage. The right clothes to draw them in while still hiding your weapons and providing at least a little protection from their claws. A leather jacket is key. You don't know how much you can hide in a jacket till you try. There are also the loose pants, for me at least, to help hide the calf sheaths for extra stakes while still being easily reached. A small water gun of holy water in my pocket, a couple of cross stakes (dual purpose for keeping them away and dustin' them), and a few extra regular stakes finish off the last of my gear. With one exception. The Gift. A simple silver cross on a necklace with an inscription on the back: 'To protect you in the night'. It was the cross SHE gave me before the fight with Lothos. The night SHE died trying to kill that bastard. I shook my head clearing those thoughts, before I placed it around my neck and headed out the door. *** Now that I knew that vampires were in town, it made walking around at night an exercise in paranoia (not that that wasn't normal for me anyways). As I made my way towards where I was told the Bronze was I noticed the town seemed literally... well, dead pretty much summed it up. No dogs or cats outside. No people going out for an after-dinner stroll. No signs of life outside at all. Needless to say I was getting to be a bit freaked by the lack of activity around this town. This did not bode well for my hope of a quick and easy nest removal like I had hoped. For no one to be out and about at night, even in this small of a town, there had to be a very good reason to keep everyone in. My guess of course: Vampires. And lots of them. This was just not shaping up to be my week *** I made it to the Bronze without a single sighting, but that didn't ease my mind in the slightest. I just couldn't shake that creepy feeling I was getting. The Bronze at least helped to lighten my mood a bit. It seemed to be doing good business (which doesn't say much since it's the only club in town). I paid the cover and headed in to find Willow and the others. It took me awhile to make my way through the crowded club, but I finally found them clustered around a small table talking. "Hey guys. It may have taken me awhile to find the place but I made it." I greeted. "Hi, Xander. Glad you could make it," Willow said. "X-man! You made it just in time to watch me work," exclaimed Jesse. "Say what?" "He means get shot down by all the girls," whispered Willow conspiratorially. "Got it." I grinned. "Hey! I heard that Rosenburg! Just watch, I'll prove you wrong tonight." "Feel free," she said grinning. Jesse headed off while I turned to Oz. "What's up with you then, man? How often do you play here?" "Couple times a month." Willow brightened considerably and continued excitedly. "Oz's band is great. You have to come back tomorrow to hear them. The Dingoes Ate My Baby. It's their name. They play just about every time there is a free slot here at the Bronze and they sometimes play at the college too. You should have heard them last week...." "Will, baby, I think you are scaring him." Oz interrupted. I laughed and said, "No problem. I get the feeling Wills here can fill me in on every single one of your appearances in under ten minutes. Though I would be interested to see her try." The redheaded girl gave me a look before saying, "Ha, Ha, very funny guys. I know I have a tendency to babble and ramble on. I can't help it. It's like a genetic disorder for me to babble. Well maybe not genetic, environmental probably..." She glanced up at our smirking faces and stopped abruptly. Willow groaned before turning to smack Oz's shoulder. "You're supposed to stop me when I do that." "Sorry," said Oz while not looking the least bit repentant. She gave one more glare at him and looked at me. "How was your first day at Sunnydale? Are you finished unpacking yet?" "I'm coping, and I already unpacked the essentials." Stakes, crosses, holy water... "Town seems kinda quiet at night though." "Yeah, most people tend to hurry home and settle in for the night. I guess they just want to relax after work." That or don't want to end up an appetizer. I glanced around the club looking for anyone out of place, or just out of a grave, and spotted Faith making her way through the club. Time for some early recon. "Hey, what do you guys know about that brunette girl over there?" "Who? Faith? Not much other than she is pretty new here too," Willow commented. "She tends to go through guys fairly fast, though. I've already seen her around three different ones, and that is in the two months she's been here. Hangs around the library a lot too." She smiled chittered excitedly. "The library at Sunnydale is great! They have a bunch of older books in there, almost like in a museum or one of those old libraries that you might find in England. Oh, and the new librarian is from there too! He is really nice and..." Oz nudged her. "Will." Willow seemed to collapse after that. "Oh, sorry." "No prob. Thanks for the info though, I appreciate it," I said while watching her pass through the crowd seemingly intent on something. I wonder what has her so focused, I wondered before getting ready to head after her when my eyes caught something. Jesse. Talking to a very pale girl in a catholic schoolgirl outfit. Something about her just struck me as wrong. "Hey, do you guys know that girl who Jesse is talking to over there?" I questioned. "Nope." "No, not that I know, why?" I ignored her question and asked, "Are there any other schools around here besides the college?" Willow looked at me curiously before answering. "No, and again why?" "I gotta ask her something," I said, then got up and hurried towards Jesse and the girl. I had a bad feeling about this. As I pushed my way through the crouds, Jesse and his 'date' decided to head towards the back area, to the bathroom I hoped. I lost them when a large group of jocks crossed my path. I hurried to make up the lost time as I prayed that this wasn't what I thought it was. There was a small, unlit, storage room filled with chairs that would be an ideal spot for a feeding. I pulled out one of my cross stakes as I made my way carefully into the room. It was quiet with no signs of either Jesse or the girl. Maybe there was a back exit that I missed, I thought as I turned... And walked right into the blonde girl who was reaching for me. I brushed her hand away and readied my stake for a quick short jab up into her chest... Then my brain caught up with my eyes and I realized that it was the girl from History class who shared her book with me. God, I nearly killed her. "Geez, scare me half to death wil |
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