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30 November 2009 @ 07:29 pm
045 Attitude  
Title: Darkness Overwhelming
Fandom: Mystic Force
Pairing: N/A
Rating: 15
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Summary/Warnings: Somewhere, all wishes come true. It's not the reunion Xander imagined.
Word Count: 758 / 52 682
Author's notes: My table is here.

045 Attitude

Xander was just starting to get worried when Chip came back, out of breath and dragging Vida in with him. “Xander, c’mere.”


Chip deposited Vida by the fire, saying firmly, “Stay.”

“Woof,” she muttered, rolling her eyes.

“Xander, come on. You really have to see this.”

“What’s wrong?” he asked, rising from sitting beside Maddie.

“Nothing. Oh, nothing’s wrong. Come on.”

Giving up, Xander followed him out into the hall. Nick passed him, heading in, and Chip pointed him towards the nearest door, grinning.

The figure inside spun when he entered and he found himself staring at his sister.

Xander took two steps forward; Zoe took a step back before catching herself, letting him hug her. She didn’t hug him back, and as soon as he let go she backed away.

“Zoe,” he protested.

“You live here?” she said, looking away. “You and those guys?”

“The girls, too. Zoe…”

“I went looking for you,” she interrupted him. “We were in school when the Darkness rose. I went to the shop.”

“We went home. I went home. Zo, where’ve you been?”



She turned back to glare at him. “What? Not all of us found shelter, Xander. People are starving and dying of exposure out there. I wasn’t…” She stopped, looking away again.

Xander didn’t answer for a moment, studying the floor. “Do you know about Mom and Dad?” he asked finally.

Zoe lifted her head, startled into meeting his eyes. “No…they’re missing.”

Xander shook his head. “No.”

“Yes. Xander, yes, they’re just missing, they’ll be back, they…”

Xander caught her arm, tugging her against his chest. Two fists clenched in his shirt; Zoe muttered into him, “They’re coming home.”

“We can go see them,” Xander offered quietly. “But they’re not coming back, Zo. It’s just you and me now.”

The fists pounded at him. Xander hung on grimly, keeping her pressed against him, muffling her yells as best he could.

Not well enough, apparently; Clare appeared at the door, looking scared. Xander shook his head at her, trying to gesture her away without letting go of Zoe, but she didn’t move, watching carefully.

Zoe’s yells changed to sobs, lost power, and died away; Xander risked letting go, and Clare came forward with a glass of water. Zoe took it dully but didn’t drink.

“Nick told you?” Xander asked quietly.

“A bit.” She smiled at Zoe, leaving the room.

“Who’s she?” Zoe asked uninterestedly.

“Clare. Nick’s…Nick’s.”

Zoe laughed softly. “Yeah. I was Juan’s Juan’s, for a few minutes.”

Xander tensed. “Zoe…”

“Aw, don’t worry, big brother.” She patted his cheek, smiling. “My virtue is safe. It wasn’t my turn. You don’t live in this room, do you?”

“In the kitchen,” he muttered. “Zoe…”

“Yeah?” She paused by the door, looking back at him.

Giving up, he brushed a hand over her cheek. “Bit of dirt. You’re fine now.”

“Oh, good.” She rolled her eyes. “Cos, you know, going into the dirty room full of dirt with dirt on me…not the kind of impression I wanna make.”

“It’s not dirty,” Xander said, feeling vaguely insulted.

Zoe shrugged carelessly, pulling the door open and stepping out into the hall. Realising that she wasn’t going to stop, Xander hurried after her, feeling slightly wrong-footed.

The others were sitting casually around the fire, looking not as all as though they’d been eavesdropping. Xander grimaced, dropping a hand to Zoe’s shoulder to guide her in. Zoe jumped, stepping out from under him.

“You know Chip, and Maddie and Vida,” he said anyway. “This is Clare and Nick.”

“Hi,” Zoe said, slightly breathless. Xander looked at her in time to catch her eyelashes fluttering.

“Stop that,” he said warningly.

“What? I’m not doing anything.”

“This is Zoe,” he added, looking back at Clare and Nick.

“We met,” Nick reminded him.

“Didn’t really have time to get to know each other, though.” Zoe dropped down beside Nick. “How’d you meet my brother?”

“Uh—“ Nick looked to Xander for help, but the older boy had checked out and gone to talk to Maddie. “We came to share the fire one night.”

“Wow,” Zoe breathed, leaning against him.

“Uh…” Nick looked at Xander again, who shrugged helplessly at them.

“Are you hungry, Zoe?” Vida asked, gesturing her towards the fire. As soon as she’d moved, Nick mouthed ‘Thank you’ in Vida’s direction.

“She ok?” Maddie murmured.

“I’m not sure yet.” Xander watched Zoe cast a glance back at Nick, smiling at him. “I don’t think so.”

“She’ll get there,” Maddie assured him.

“I hope so.”