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summer_of_giles2011-06-17 02:57 pm
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Entry tags:
What Ripper Wants.... - Giles/Xander - PG - 1
Title: → What Ripper Wants....
Pairing: → Giles/Xander
Prompts: →![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
fc_smorgasbord #04 : Loss & tamingthemuse prompt #256 : urchin
Part:→ 1/10
Master!post: Master
Rating: → PG
Word Count: 760
Summary: → When everything else is gone, it's time for the Watcher to let himself go and give in to what Ripper wants.....
Warning: → n/a
Taking a last sip from his glass of scotch, Giles looked around the room to be sure everything was ready. Not that it was necessary – he had been ready for over a week, but had allowed himself the time to accept what he was going to do and back out. But, he realised, he had no desire to back out. In fact, this was the most resolute he had been in some time. He had nothing further to lose after all. Buffy was gone. They had all had high hopes when she first ran away that she would return, that she merely needed time to get over the situation with Angel and Acathla. Unfortunately, her disappearance had set off a macabre sequence of events.
Following her successful resoulling of Angel. Willow had fallen deeper and deeper into her magical studies. So much so, that she had somehow got into magic books that he had been sure he had locked away safely. Falling quickly into areas too deep for her to safely manoeuvre, she had tried to pull off a masterful location spell – instead of merely telling her where Buffy was, the spell would have taken her there. He had been too late to stop her, unable to warn her. Now she lived at the Sunnydale Mental Hospital, lost within her own mind.
However, her spell did touch Buffy. Unfortunately it distracted her during a fight for her life against an underground demonic slave ring, and one of the demons struck lucky. Her body had been dumped and Joyce had been contacted to come and pick up her remains from L.A. When Giles found out and asked if he could attend the funeral, unaware of his relationship with Buffy, Joyce got completely the wrong impression and accused him of inappropriate behaviour towards one of his students. With the assistance of Xander, he was able to explain things without delving too far into the truth but the damage had been done. His employment with Sunnydale High ended abruptly shortly afterwards with Synder making the most of the opportunity to rid himself of an irritant.
He had been reeling from a sense of immense loss, he and Xander practically clinging together as everything changed around them. And then the final, stunning blow. Xander and he were becoming close - understandable in the circumstances. Unfortunately, Xander's father found out and threw the boy out after beating him quite severely. On his way to Giles' place, speaking to him on his cell phone, Xander was attacked by a group of vampires. Racing to his car, determined this time to save his charge, Giles had rushed in the direction of Xander's home. All the while listening to the sounds of Xander fighting for his life. Parking with a squeal of brakes and tires, Giles dived out of the car with stakes and Holy water at the ready, only to be faced by the retreating backs of at least four vampires.
He had struggled getting Xander into his car, the young man a heavy weight that he was determined to handle, desperate to get him back to his flat. The entire journey back, Giles alternately begged and ordered Xander not to die, pleading with him to hold on. But it was to no avail. By the time he managed to lug Xander into his flat, the boy was dead. He carried Xander upstairs to the bedroom that might have featured in their relationship some time in the future if it hadn't been so cruelly ripped from them and cleaned him up, wiping away blood, cleaning the gaping wounds left by hungry vampires. Giles had no idea how long he sat with the body – night became day; day became night – and he remained at his lonely vigil. And decided that he had lost enough. He had played the role of Watcher, had followed the rules and it had got him nowhere. What was the point of being one of the good guys if it cost you everything?
So here he was – about to take the irrevocable step into the realm of dark magics once more. He looked down at the body of Xander laid out stiffly on the bed. The body was surrounded by various herbs and spell components – some typical like urchin innards, eye of newt, others not so typical - carefully obtained to ensure the freshest ingredients were used. He wanted to ensure that nothing went wrong with this spell.
Draining his glass, Giles stood and reached for the grimoire and clearing his throat began to chant.....
OWT
Pairing: → Giles/Xander
Prompts: →
fc_smorgasbord #04 : Loss & tamingthemuse prompt #256 : urchinPart:→ 1/10
Master!post: Master
Rating: → PG
Word Count: 760
Summary: → When everything else is gone, it's time for the Watcher to let himself go and give in to what Ripper wants.....
Warning: → n/a
Taking a last sip from his glass of scotch, Giles looked around the room to be sure everything was ready. Not that it was necessary – he had been ready for over a week, but had allowed himself the time to accept what he was going to do and back out. But, he realised, he had no desire to back out. In fact, this was the most resolute he had been in some time. He had nothing further to lose after all. Buffy was gone. They had all had high hopes when she first ran away that she would return, that she merely needed time to get over the situation with Angel and Acathla. Unfortunately, her disappearance had set off a macabre sequence of events.
Following her successful resoulling of Angel. Willow had fallen deeper and deeper into her magical studies. So much so, that she had somehow got into magic books that he had been sure he had locked away safely. Falling quickly into areas too deep for her to safely manoeuvre, she had tried to pull off a masterful location spell – instead of merely telling her where Buffy was, the spell would have taken her there. He had been too late to stop her, unable to warn her. Now she lived at the Sunnydale Mental Hospital, lost within her own mind.
However, her spell did touch Buffy. Unfortunately it distracted her during a fight for her life against an underground demonic slave ring, and one of the demons struck lucky. Her body had been dumped and Joyce had been contacted to come and pick up her remains from L.A. When Giles found out and asked if he could attend the funeral, unaware of his relationship with Buffy, Joyce got completely the wrong impression and accused him of inappropriate behaviour towards one of his students. With the assistance of Xander, he was able to explain things without delving too far into the truth but the damage had been done. His employment with Sunnydale High ended abruptly shortly afterwards with Synder making the most of the opportunity to rid himself of an irritant.
He had been reeling from a sense of immense loss, he and Xander practically clinging together as everything changed around them. And then the final, stunning blow. Xander and he were becoming close - understandable in the circumstances. Unfortunately, Xander's father found out and threw the boy out after beating him quite severely. On his way to Giles' place, speaking to him on his cell phone, Xander was attacked by a group of vampires. Racing to his car, determined this time to save his charge, Giles had rushed in the direction of Xander's home. All the while listening to the sounds of Xander fighting for his life. Parking with a squeal of brakes and tires, Giles dived out of the car with stakes and Holy water at the ready, only to be faced by the retreating backs of at least four vampires.
He had struggled getting Xander into his car, the young man a heavy weight that he was determined to handle, desperate to get him back to his flat. The entire journey back, Giles alternately begged and ordered Xander not to die, pleading with him to hold on. But it was to no avail. By the time he managed to lug Xander into his flat, the boy was dead. He carried Xander upstairs to the bedroom that might have featured in their relationship some time in the future if it hadn't been so cruelly ripped from them and cleaned him up, wiping away blood, cleaning the gaping wounds left by hungry vampires. Giles had no idea how long he sat with the body – night became day; day became night – and he remained at his lonely vigil. And decided that he had lost enough. He had played the role of Watcher, had followed the rules and it had got him nowhere. What was the point of being one of the good guys if it cost you everything?
So here he was – about to take the irrevocable step into the realm of dark magics once more. He looked down at the body of Xander laid out stiffly on the bed. The body was surrounded by various herbs and spell components – some typical like urchin innards, eye of newt, others not so typical - carefully obtained to ensure the freshest ingredients were used. He wanted to ensure that nothing went wrong with this spell.
Draining his glass, Giles stood and reached for the grimoire and clearing his throat began to chant.....