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VOICE:
"And so it is foretold, that the one whose sight was stolen from True evil will gain the vision of truth and become the guardian of the Chosen one."
BRIEF FLASHES OF:
A FIGURE IN A RED ROBE
A FLASH OF A KNIFE WITH BLOOD ON IT
A Vampire bearing his teeth
A Blurred figure of a girl screaming
INT. XANDER HARRIS' BEDROOM
XANDER HARRIS, thirty something, jolts awake in a cold sweat. He pulls himself out of bed and looks at three photos sitting on his bureau. One is of him and ANYA smiling and holding each other. The other is of him and a young african girl clowning around. The other is the holy trio of the scoobies: Buffy, Willow and Xander also clowning around in a photo. Xander rubs his eye patch as though it aches then exhales.
Also sitting on his bureau is glass of water holding a glass eye.
INT. MEETING ROOM OF BANYAN CONSTRUCTION
Xander sits in a meeting room with a bunch of other suits. Xander is no longer wearing an eye patch but his glass eye. While those about him are in an animated discussion, Xander is staring off into space.
BANYAN
Harris!
XANDER
Hmm? What?
BANYAN
(Joking)
I don't pay you to sit and practice the 1000 yard stare. Or in your case, the 500 yard stare.
All the co-workers laugh quietly. Xander grins sheepishly
BANYAN
Where are we with the Cape Kenneth's Municipal building?
XANDER
All the permits are in place, we're still waiting on a couple of beds for the ventilation installation...
XANDER Turns to BANYAN only to see the Red Cloaked figure with a blood stained knife behind him.
Xander screams like a little girl and dives after Banyan. They roll onto the floor with Xander covering him, he looks up to see the figure has disappeared.
BANYAN
HARRIS! What the hell was that about?
XANDER
Sorry Mr. Banyan, I thought...
BANYAN
What?!
XANDER
I thought I saw a Spider.
BANYAN
A Spider? Cheese and Rice Harris! You've got to put yourself together! Just because you see a little spider doesn't mean you have to go to pieces every single time.
XANDER
Sorry Mr. Banyan.
Banyan scowls at Xander and storms out of the room. The rest of co-workers giggle and thank Xander on their way out for ending a boring meeting.
XANDER
Not a problem. Always glad to help out. Someone call maintenance about getting this place fumigated!
INT. XANDER'S OFFICE
Xander stumbles in and collapses into his Chair.
XANDER
(ASIDE)
Great. Just Great. I wonder if my health insurance will cover my stay with Nurse Ratched.
F/X: INTERCOM
SECRETARY (OS)
(Filtered)
Mr. Harris?
XANDER
Yes, Diane.
SECRETARY (OS)
(Filtered)
I have a Mr. Wells here to see you? He doesn't have an appointment.
XANDER
Who?
SECRETARY (OS)
(Filtered)
A Mr. Andrew Wells.
XANDER
Never heard of him. Tell him to get lost.
ANDREW'S VOICE (OS)
(Filtered)
He has too heard of me!
XANDER
Oh God.
ANDREW (OS)
(Filtered)
Xander! It's Me! Andrew! The Watcher! Remember Sunnydale? The Mbuna fish you sent me from africa?
DIANE (OS)
(Filtered)
Mr. Harris should I call Security?
XANDER
Yes!... No! Send him in.
ANDREW bursts into the room looking like a cross between Giles and Tom Baker's Dr. Who. Most of Xander's co-workers watch Andrew with interest.
ANDREW
Greetings fellow watcher! It is time for you join us again in the fight against the ultimate evil!
Xander hurries toward his office door.
XANDER
(to Coworkers)
My cousin from California. He's completely retarded.
Xander shuts the door behind him.
XANDER
What do you think you're doing?
ANDREW
Don't they know about you?
XANDER
Not everyone in the world believes in Demons, Vampires and young women endowed with superpowers. Nor do they want to.
ANDREW
Sorry. I forget that there are so many straight people in the world, blind to the supernatural forces that threaten their very being. Do you have any soda? I'm really thirsty.
XANDER
Uh..No. Now what do you want?
ANDREW
I've come back to reinstate you into the Watcher Council.
XANDER
You and what army?
ANDREW
Come now Xander! It is up to us to train the next generation of slayers to protect the lives of the innocent.
XANDER
Forget it. I closed up shop and sold all my weapons in one very spooky yard sale. I build things now. Houses. Office Buildings. Strip Malls. I've built five Target stores in New Hampshire. It was nice. No demons. No vampires. No apocalyptic doomsdays. There's nothing you can say or do that will drag me back into this supernatural hell.
ANDREW
You can act like Uncle Owen all you want, but your destiny is not here young watcher.
XANDER
If you keep up with the Star Wars references, I am so going to kick your ass.
ANDREW
Wait! Wait! Have you had the dreams yet?
XANDER
What?
ANDREW
The dreams. The visions. Have they started?
XANDER
How do you know about...
ANDREW
It's been foretold. You are to be the guardian of the true line of Slayers.
XANDER
Guardian of the what of the what?
ANDREW
Giles came across a set of texts by IbonekNaw Ibo which successfully predicted the transference of power to all the potentials, giving them all the power of the one true slayer.
XANDER
Would have been nice to know that before Sunnydale became a sinkhole.
ANDREW
No doubt. But according to Ibo, even though the slayer abilities belong to all potentials, there is still a line of progression from the one true slayer to another. According to the texts the one slayer following Faith is supposed to be guided and taught by you and will be responsible for saving the world.
XANDER
And it mentions me. By Name.
ANDREW
No. But it mentions the one whose sight was stolen by the minion of the one true evil will become the guardian and teacher of the Chosen one.
XANDER
I guess having one's eyeball ripped out would qualify. What do the dreams have to do with it?
ANDREW
It's also written that your lost vision will be replaced with the vision of truth as a reward from the powers-that-be.
XANDER
Vision of truth? Power-that-be? They couldn't come up with better names?
ANDREW
It is the sight beyond sight! The ability to see the future and right the wrongs before they become wronged. You are the one-eyed watcher!
XANDER
That's how it's written? Why do I have to sound like a pirate?
ANDREW
Xander, if you don't take over your charge, it could bring about the end of the world. If she doesn't get her training, this community will become a hellmouth. Sunnydale will look like a summer resort comparatively.
XANDER
No. You know what happened in Africa. If it wasn't for me Lateesha would have had a normal life. Now she's dead and it's my fault. I'm not cut out for this Andrew.
ANDREW
Look it's like Obi Wan blowing it when he trained Anakin! He trained Luke and redeemed himself!
XANDER
If you're going to convince me to do this, you better stop with the greasy fan boy act.
ANDREW
I find your lack of faith disturbing.
XANDER
Get out!
ANDREW
If you don't help her become a slayer Xander, she'll die. Is that what you want?
Xander glares at Andrew. Andrew lays a folder down on the desk.
ANDREW
This is all we know about her. We didn't discover her until after the Ibo texts were translated. She's been well hidden, but it's not going to last much longer. If you don't believe me why don't you ask...
INT. CU on Magic Eight Ball sitting on Xander's Desk
XANDER
(Scoffing)
Who told you about that?
ANDREW
Spike told me the last time I visited LA.
XANDER
So you heard about Anya.
ANDREW
Yes. Xander, we need your help.
Xander looks over at the ball disgustingly and tosses it at Andrew
XANDER
Do I have choice about any of this?
Andrew catches the ball clumsily and reads the answer.
ANDREW
Definitely not.
XANDER
No. I'm not doing it. Get Giles. Get Willow, Buffy, anybody.
Andrew hands the ball back to Xander.
ANDREW
It has to be you Xander.
XANDER
Does it have to be me?
Xander flips over the eight ball. Instead of the murky water and the cube inside, a message appears: It is decidely so.
XANDER
Is she going to die without my help?
The Answer: Signs point to Yes.
XANDER
Is Andrew the biggest doofus on the planet?
The Answer: Yes. Definitely.
ANDREW
Well?
XANDER
I'll think about it.
ANDREW
Xander... Providence chooses its instruments. Fate brought you to this battle. Destiny demands your actions. You are merely a tool of Divine Will
XANDER
You're a tool. Get out.
ANDREW
Xander...
XANDER
Go.
Andrew walks out. Xander turns and looks out his window.
BRIEF FLASHES OF:
A FIGURE IN A RED ROBE
A FLASH OF A KNIFE WITH BLOOD ON IT
A Vampire bearing his teeth
A Blurred figure of a girl screaming
INT. XANDER HARRIS' BEDROOM
The same scene as before, except for the magic 8 ball is holding down the file Andrew gave Xander.
Xander wakes up in a cold sweat.
XANDER
All right! I get it already! Sheesh.
Xander grabs the file and opens it up for the first time.
XANDER
Let's see... Olivia Fontaine. (beat) Olivia Fontaine? Enh. I've heard worse names
End Act I
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