Buffy The Vampire Slayer Fan Fiction / Supernatural Fan Fiction ❯ Vampire Hunter ❯ Chapter 2

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Chapter 2
 
“Shouldn't you be at school?” Xander asked, staring at Dawn who just shrugged and went back to doing her nails.
“Dawn.”
 
“Staff meetings or something, we all got the day off. Now sit down and tell me all about last night's hottie. Will he be coming around?” Dawn launched into the standard questions and Xander sighed, moving further into the room while staying out of the few patches of sunlight.
 
“His name's Dean and he won't be coming round since he's not a local. He's a hunter.” Dawn was suddenly sitting straight, her eyes wide.
 
“Are you okay?” She began checking him for injuries even though they would have healed already.
 
“I'm fine Dawnie. He didn't realise what sort of club he'd wandered into so I intercepted to keep him safe. He was looking to try something new so I showed him the ropes. We had a good time and now we'll both move on.” That got him a snort of disbelief from Dawn.
 
“Yeah right, you like him Xander. I've known you since I was ten years old, that's the same look you got round Cordelia and Buffy. Crushing much?” The eighteen year old teased and Xander was glad he could no longer blush.
 
“You know you could be grounded.” He threatened and she laughed.
 
“Eighteen remember? Besides I've been able to sneak out of the house for years.” She grinned and went began fixing the nail she'd wrecked when Xander had said Dean was a hunter.
 
“Speaking of your age, have you put in your college applications yet?”
 
“Are you planning on following me to college?” She mock groaned and he grinned.
 
“Every Summers woman must have her very own vampire stalker, you know that.”
 
“Yes Dad, I put my applications in though I still have no clue what I want to do. And I need somewhere with a good magical community.”
 
“No way we're going to New Orleans or St Louis.”
 
“Duh, no way I want to get messed up in that sort of magic but I need easy access to supplies and having a coven nearby I can bounce stuff off of would be nice. Maybe somewhere out east if we want to get away if not there are some nice ones up and down the west coast. I'll have to wait and see who answers.” She shrugged and capped her nail polish, moving to dry her nails under a fan.
“Did you want to go out today? I need to redo your charm.”
 
“I had no plans to but if you really have the day off we could go do something.” His answer was an excited squeal and then Dawn vanishing into her room. Xander smiled and then went to heat up some blood for breakfast.
 
He wouldn't be sad to leave Finley behind, the place was nice enough but he didn't like being so far from a major city in case of emergency. Then again they did have a rather small supernatural population which made it safer for Dawn than a big city. Despite the fact that Glory was dead he still did his best to keep Dawn from being noticed, she still held the energies of the Key even if her, as she put it, `use by date' had passed. It made her a rather powerful witch and since he was a rather over protective guardian a prime candidate for a virgin sacrifice. That was why they were staying away from the south; he was not letting anyone involved in those sorts of magic's within several miles of her.
 
Xander knew that was part of the reason Buffy had left Dawn's guardianship to him if Giles wasn't able to take her in. Plus since he was immortal he'd always be able to look over her even if it was from a distance once she moved on and married, though hopefully that was still far in the future. It had been fun getting a dead man approved as a legal guardian but there were ways around it and he did have a nice fake id that could pass even the most thorough inspection.
 
He'd considered doing the college thing with her but he wasn't really a book based learner, despite all the research he'd done over the years. Plus it would put a strain on her to have to continually redo the sunproof charm she'd made him so he wouldn't be stuck inside during the day all the time. So he'd find a small house or apartment close to campus and maybe a job to keep from being bored out of his mind. And he'd force all thoughts of Dean out of head.
 
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Dean stared in awe at the death statistics for Sunnydale. They were higher than LA and New York! A search for Alexander Harris in the town brought up one person and after finally finding a picture it was obvious that the teenager shown was the vampire he'd met. From the sunshine in the photo it had been taken when he was still human. Finding things like police records was hard but understandable considering the town no longer existed. The photos of the crater were kind of pretty though.
 
When Dean finally got into the official records he found that Xander had been declared dead at the age of eighteen, victim of a serial killer who was also blamed for the death of one of his teachers and several others. Looking at the kills it was pretty obvious the deaths were caused by something supernatural, probably a vampire since Xander was one. And he'd always thought they were extinct.
 
Further hunting got him the will of one Buffy Summers naming Alexander Harrison as guardian of her younger sister Dawn, obviously Xander under a slightly different name since he'd been legally dead for a few years. Who would give a vampire a child? But a look at the online version of their yearbook showed the two to be good friends, along with a Willow Rosenberg and Daniel Osbourne. There was also the librarian, Rupert Giles, a British citizen working in America. Of the group the only one listed as still alive was Daniel though his whereabouts weren't mentioned.
 
Suspicious about the town he went to the more hunter orientated sites and hit the jackpot. A Hellmouth? He wasn't sure what that was but it didn't sound good. But the group got definite mention; they'd been the ones to keep the town as safe as it was. And their deaths were better explained. Buffy apparently died fighting a Hellgod, a thought that made Dean stare in shocked horror. Why had he never heard of any of this? Rupert had died a few weeks later cleaning up from Glory's minions. Willow had apparently been a witch who worked with another witch Tara Maclay and they had both died in the collapse of the town trying to stabilise the hellmouth so the evacuation could be completed. A vampire who apparently worked with the group had also been destroyed then. Daniel `Oz' was believed to still be somewhere in Tibet getting control of...huh so he was a werewolf. Interesting group.
 
One site even tracked Xander and Dawn. Dawn was said to be eighteen and attending high school in Finley, California. She was also apparently a rather powerful witch even if she was still considered a novice. Xander was still listed as a `white hat' despite being a vampire of the line of Aurelius, a line known for its viciousness. The site went on about something called a soul curse and that was where he became completely lost though it explained why Xander had protected him at the club and had let him decide what they did.
 
Dean wiped his search from the computer in case his Dad was on it for any reason; though that was unlikely, he could barely send a txt. He now had what Xander had told him to find and could forget about the odd vampire. He could put the whole meeting out of his mind...yeah right. Two days later and he still wanted to get in the car and head back to Finley. Frankly it had been the best sex he'd ever had; whoever said vampires could have sex was sooo wrong. But there had been something else, it was like they'd clicked on some level and with Xander having been a hunter he figured that was what had made them connect. Xander knew what the life was like even if he was now considered something that should be hunted.
 
But the odds of ever seeing Xander again were incredibly slim. They moved in different circles and if he was with his Dad at the time he knew John wouldn't hesitate in trying to kill Xander, soul or not. He just had to find a way to forget about him.
 
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“I got in!” Xander groaned as Dawn bounced onto his bed and pulled the pillow over his face.
“Xander I'm in!” She yelled practically in his ear. He snapped at her, game face on and she just crossed her arms in annoyance. Sighing and knowing he wasn't going to get anymore sleep he sat up and held out a hand. She handed over the acceptance letter and he read it through before pulling her into a hug.
 
“Knew you'd do it.” He praised.
 
“So this means I get the green prom dress.” He whimpered as she brought up their deal but reached over and dug out the card.
“Just don't max the card out on accessories.” She kissed his cheek and ran off to do the one thing Summers' women did best, shop. He reread the letter and grinned, his little Dawnie was going to Stanford!
 
TBC...
It's hard finding Dawns supposed birthdate but I found it, hope its correct in making her 18 in 2004.