The Vampire's Heir
I've been debating about posting this un-betaed for a while, but I think I will go ahead. This is a Time-Travel Regency/Gothic Spander romance, presently in the adult R range, mostly for romantic situations and language, of course. Debating on a title, so suggestions would be appreciated.
As always, all things good belong to Joss, the wise and powerful. I'm just wrestling them into submission.
Warning! Spander ahead
The Vampire's Heir
“Why do I have to go, Giles?” Xander complained, “I just got back from Nairobi, plus, lots of slayers around to run errands for you…”
He trailed off, shifting uncomfortably in his seat. Giles glared at him from behind the desk. Giles had always made him feel inadequate, and even after all these years, things hadn’t changed.
“We must all do our part.”
“But why do I…”
“Enough.” Giles slapped his hand on the desk, “It is a simple assignment, not involving at great deal of time.”
He left unsaid the “simple enough for you” part, Xander thought bitterly. He should get the hell away from these people. What was he doing with his life, anyway? A string of errands run for the new Council all around the world-what kind of life was that anyway? “I’m a carpenter, dammit,” he thought, “Not a Council of Wankers….Watchers goon.” He thought about his mental slip. Spike. Wonder what he was doing? Why was it the vamps always got a second chance, coming back from the dead and all? Why not someone he loved for once? Someone like Anya? Wonder where Buffy is? Wonder what she’s wearing….
“Xander! Stop daydreaming!”
He sat up straight and pretended he’d been paying attention all along.
“I got it Giles. Don’t have a COW, man.” He snickered at his pun and waited for Giles to do the filling-in thing again. Which he, as always, did.
“The house is located about fifty miles outside of Bath and appears to be the center of the disturbance. You will go there tomorrow and investigate, returning with a full report. Do you have that, now?
“Yeah, yeah. I got it, Master Yoda. Disturbance in the force, hell mouth junior, yadda yadda yadda.” He waved his hands, “See ya tomorrow.”
“Don’t be so flippant. This is an exceedingly dangerous disturbance…”
Xander sauntered out of the room, still flapping his hands. “Don’t worry. What’s the worst that can happen?”
The door shut behind him and Giles put a hand to his forehead. “Impetuous fool. The worst? Mayhem, death and the end of the world as we know it. Not anything unusual, I suppose.”
Music: Cibo Matto: Lint Of Love
As always, all things good belong to Joss, the wise and powerful. I'm just wrestling them into submission.
Warning! Spander ahead
The Vampire's Heir
“Why do I have to go, Giles?” Xander complained, “I just got back from Nairobi, plus, lots of slayers around to run errands for you…”
He trailed off, shifting uncomfortably in his seat. Giles glared at him from behind the desk. Giles had always made him feel inadequate, and even after all these years, things hadn’t changed.
“We must all do our part.”
“But why do I…”
“Enough.” Giles slapped his hand on the desk, “It is a simple assignment, not involving at great deal of time.”
He left unsaid the “simple enough for you” part, Xander thought bitterly. He should get the hell away from these people. What was he doing with his life, anyway? A string of errands run for the new Council all around the world-what kind of life was that anyway? “I’m a carpenter, dammit,” he thought, “Not a Council of Wankers….Watchers goon.” He thought about his mental slip. Spike. Wonder what he was doing? Why was it the vamps always got a second chance, coming back from the dead and all? Why not someone he loved for once? Someone like Anya? Wonder where Buffy is? Wonder what she’s wearing….
“Xander! Stop daydreaming!”
He sat up straight and pretended he’d been paying attention all along.
“I got it Giles. Don’t have a COW, man.” He snickered at his pun and waited for Giles to do the filling-in thing again. Which he, as always, did.
“The house is located about fifty miles outside of Bath and appears to be the center of the disturbance. You will go there tomorrow and investigate, returning with a full report. Do you have that, now?
“Yeah, yeah. I got it, Master Yoda. Disturbance in the force, hell mouth junior, yadda yadda yadda.” He waved his hands, “See ya tomorrow.”
“Don’t be so flippant. This is an exceedingly dangerous disturbance…”
Xander sauntered out of the room, still flapping his hands. “Don’t worry. What’s the worst that can happen?”
The door shut behind him and Giles put a hand to his forehead. “Impetuous fool. The worst? Mayhem, death and the end of the world as we know it. Not anything unusual, I suppose.”
Music: Cibo Matto: Lint Of Love