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The More Things Change 10/?

Author: slashtheboyz
Title: The More Things Change
Chapter: 10/?
Pairing: Spike/Xander
Rating: FRAO
Feedback: Comments and email
Concrit: by email please
Disclaimer: The characters belong to Joss and a bunch of lawyers. I'm just playing with them. No disrespect intended. No reflection on real persons or places intended. I'm not making any profit from this. This is strictly for entertainment.
Warnings/Squicks: Violence, sexual innuendo, Non con restraint.
Summary: Xander goes to LA on a fact finding trip and finds Angelus instead. Scariness happens.
Previous chapters: In my memories. I can't seem to get the link insert thing to work right. So just click on my user  name and go to my memories. All the chapters are there together.
Notes: Xander finds Angelus.
This doesn't strictly follow canon. Sooo if you don't like that sort of thing you might want to skip this. This is my first story so feedback is very welcome. Please send concrit by email.
Graphics (size, and artist) Icon by moscow_watcher


Xander crouched behind a huge wooden crate in the very back of the warehouse and gripped the tranq gun tighter. He didn't want to reveal himself unless it was absolutely necessary. He was surprised when Faith showed up. The LA group must have retrieved her from prison to deal with Angelus'. He listened as Angelus taunted Faith, playing fucking mind games with her.  Then "Honey, I brought a guest home for dinner,"  he taunted in that smug conceited voice and he laughed ", Let's eat."



The Beast appeared and Xander knew she hadn't planned on fighting The Beast and Angelus alone. This was one of Angelus' convoluted plans. But Faith recovered from the surprise nicely and did what a Slayer does. She attacked the Beast not making even a dent, but she kept on fighting anyway. Xander knew this might be the one opponent that would have that one good night and be the death of the dark haired Slayer as he beat her to her knees with Angelus making snide comments from the sidelines. He listened as the Beast stomped on her and kicked her around and derided her for being weak and ineffective as she lay on the concrete battered and bloody looking up at him.



Xander listened as Angelus, ever treacherous, did his best work, stabbing The Beast in the back with the knife made from its' own bones just before it could finish Faith off.



Angelus' voiced his disgust that the sun was shining again. He explained to Faith in that hateful cheery voice that he wanted The Beast to soften her up because he liked his meat nice and tender. Xander's lip curled in derision. The bastard. He wouldn't mess with anyone as strong as he was or stronger,  he only wanted to bully those who were much weaker or at a serious disadvantage.



From what Xander had read in Giles' books. Liam had indulged in excess of all kinds including violence, before he was turned. When he was turned the demon magnified those traits out of proportion, with no conscience to hold him back, had produced just another bully with a demon's strength and blood hunger. The insanity and rage from being trapped with a guilty conscience for so long had pushed him into the realms of extreme cruelty and blood lust. This time it was Faith's turn to suffer.




But the dark Slayer still had a trick up her sleeve it seemed. She grabbed an overhead pully, as she sat there bloodied and bruised, pulled herself to her feet, and flung it at the large windows of the warehouse. They broke in a spectacular crash and sunlight streamed into the warehouse and all around her. Angelus had to do some hotfooting to keep from getting fried. The overconfident prick. He almost gave himself away then. He wanted to applaud and cheer Faith on, and almost, almost jumped up and did that. But he remembered what he was about just in time. 




Angelus told Faith he'd take a rain check on that whole eviscerating her thing and that it was just him and her now. He turned his back on her and made his way back through the darkened warehouse throwing over his shoulder that he'd catch her later.




Xander waited until he was almost at the sewer entrance and raised the silenced tranq gun and shot the first dart into Angelus's ass. Angelus whirled with a snarl, grabbed at the dart, pulled it out and looked at it. He searched the darkness with yellow eyes for his attacker. His eyes widened when they landed on Xander and he gaped in surprise. Xander pulled the trigger twice more and watched two more large darts sprout from Angelus's chest. Then the "Great Angelus" folded quietly down to the floor like a deflated balloon.




Xander quickly threaded his way between crates and found the unconscious form of Angelus. He'd paused as he heard Wesley come in and help Faith out of the warehouse, then he grabbed the limp body up and slung it over his shoulder and dropped into the sewers. He jogged quickly to where he left his carry-all. He laid the body down and broke out the magicked restraints: a muzzle, with a metal bit and tongue piece built in, A waist restraint made of heavy leather, with wide leather cuffs and groin straps attached; and heavy leather ankle cuffs that were attached by chains to a short bar with leather knee cuffs at each end.




He cut Angelus' clothes off and he quickly fitted the muzzle in place shoving the metal tongue bar and bit into place. Then he put the waist restraint down and flipped Angelus onto it and secured each wrist before pulling it tight and buckling at his back.  He fitted the knee cuffs, buckling them behind the thigh, then locked the ankle cuffs . He then pulled out a wide leather collar with D rings scattered on it here and there and fitted it around the bastard's neck. He attached two heavy chains from two D rings on the front of the collar to the waist restraint and let them hang loosely for ease of transport. He then attached two more chains from the D rings at the bottom of the waist restraint to fittings on the knee cuffs on each leg. He rolled Angelus over and repeated the procedure at the back.


He pulled the leather groin straps tightly between the legs  and buckled them at the back of the waist restraint as well. Last of all he took the straps dangling from the muzzle and buckled them to the collar front, side and back. He heaved a sigh of relief, sat back and looked at the job he had completed.




He had not been really sure how long the tranquilizer would be effective even though he had been assured by the demon that sold it to him that it would work very well on vampires. He had acquired the magicked restraints from the same demon, they were rated for a demon much stronger than a vampire and had cost a little more but they were worth it. The demon thought he was on his honeymoon. He threw in a large size clay jar of some kind of lube for free with a wink and and a snicker. He also looked xander up and down and hinted that he wouldn't say no to a threesome.




It hadn't been hard at all to find everything he wanted and more besides. He even picked up several very rare books for a song to give to Giles. He had purchased several other magical items as well, including a map that you could locate anyone, any place, or anything on no matter what magics they tried to use to hide. It seemed as though that map was made by the Sidhe and their magic worked differently. He bought nearly everything that demon had shown him, even some things that he didn't recognize.




There were particularly interesting weapons, and some sets of very thin extremely light chain mail. The demon had one hung on a mannequin and amused himself by shooting it with everything under the sun and showed that nothing had penetrated it. Then he stabbed it and slashed it, hacked it with an axe, and thrown spears at it. He even used a pole to pound it ferociously. He took the undamaged chain mail off and the mannequin underneath was completely unharmed.




He knew all the stuff was probably looted but the owners were probably dead, eaten by some demon or turned. He got most of what he had from demons selling stuff on the street. They had set up temporary booths downtown on the sidewalks and in shattered storefronts. It had been an interesting experience to say the least. The whole city was a demon free for all now. A lot of demons from out of town had come to here to stay in the city of perpetual dark. He laughed in amusement as he wondered briefly how big the mass exodus would be after nightfall.




He stretched hard, popping the vertebrae in his spine and stood. He gazed down at the unconscious body of Angelus and reached down and picked him up and slung him back over his shoulder and then picked up his carry all. He threaded his way through the sewer toward his temporary hiding place. He had business to take care of, and paybacks truly are a bitch.






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