Xander's Chance

"He doesn't want anything," Jule said with a small smile, unfazed. "Believe it or not, Sofi sent me."

Xander eyed him. "That's worse. The day that bitch is alone, I'll take her head off." Sofi, the wife of the White God, Damian, was the most powerful Oracle Xander had ever met in his long history. She used it against him one time too many and burned any bridge he might consider passable.

Gods, but he hated Oracles. His own upbringing did nothing but convince him that Oracles in general were never to be trusted.

"She shares the sentiment," Jule said, laughing. "But she is a lot like you. She understands the bigger picture and does what she must."

"It must be bad, if she sent you."

"It's the Others. You're like a magnet lately. All our intel tells us they're after you for some reason."

"Hmmm. The one creature I can't kill is after me."

"With your long list of enemies, I'm not certain which would've sent them. But they want something. They've been watching you."

Xander considered the information. He wasn't able to track the Others, a set of creatures known for favoring the Black God's dominance of the human world. The Others were mortal enemies of the Watchers, whose more lenient approach on good and evil made them fickle allies for the White God. Neither sect was supposed to interfere in mortal affairs, a fact they selectively ignored. He knew better than to trust either of them.

"We still have the vamp Jonny lent us to help track Others. If you want to borrow him and kill some Others, let me know. Darian and I will join you."

The sole immortal able to disable Others and Watchers, the Grey God - Darian - was known for being fearless to the point of reckless. He had newly assumed his position after thousands of years without the Gatekeeper existing, since Xander killed the last Grey God.

He liked Darian's recklessness. Unable to shake his instincts, His thoughts turned to the Black God. The godling seemed surprised to see Xander last night. Was his surprise that of a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar?

"Call me if you need help," Jule said.

"Alright."

"You're welcome," Jule said, snorting. "We Originals gotta stick together."

"That's the agreement."

"You know I'm serious?"

"On all counts, yes," Xander replied. The gentleman's agreement between them had been tested and proven solid. He knew Jule was able to balance his alliance with the White God and his alliance with Xander. Jule was as close as trustworthy as someone ever got in Xander's book.