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Xander grunted, more in surprise than pain as a pair of pickaxes bounced off his back and almost simultaneously a large sledge hammer bounced off his head it's handle cracking. Time suddenly telescoped and Xander's head and arms blurred as he reacted to the vampires ambushing him.  His eyes widened as he noted four vampires stepping from cover, two from behind a panel van armed with crossbows and machetes, another set coming from an alley armed with what Xander's Halloween memories identified as twelve gauge pump shotguns.

He froze as happy memories he had never lived suddenly filled his mind. Memories of a Uncle Winston's 12 gauge shotgun and the duck hunts the man known to him as Uncle, but called General Winston by all others... NO! not him, Xander tried to clamp down on the memories, they weren't his.

Uncle Winston had taken a boy named Jesse on duck hunts. Xander fought trying to free himself from the Childhood memories of Jesse Stipanovic a boy who had grown into the armies clandestine superhero of 2014. A superhuman code named Ultrajoe. Xander mentally tried to distance those memories even as he felt a deep envy for Jesse's life.

From the Vampire's perspective Xander had blurred then seemed to freeze in fear his eyes glazing at the sight of the shotguns. They quickly opened fire pumping shells through their weapons as the fast as was inhumanly possible.

From Xander's perspective they all seemed to be moving in slow motion the muzzle flashes of the first pair of shots broke him out of Jesse's memories and his movements again blurred.  Involuntarily his eyes were drawn to the trailing plastic cup that had held the buckshot now striking his body.  Ignoring the soft thumps on his chest, Xander's eyes next locked onto the motion of the vampires as they slowly worked the shotguns. Turning his head from the pair with the guns he checked on each of the vampires involved in the ambush.

The pair at his back using the pickaxes were just starting to notice the lack of blood there eyes just starting to widen at the sight of the blunted tips that moments before had been ground to needle points. The one with the sledge hammer hadn't noticed his weapon's cracked handle and was trying to overcome the momentum to make another strike.

Xander turned back and glanced down a smirk appearing when he saw the flattened slugs and buckshot starting to drop toward the ground a moment later the smirk vanished when he realized the buckshot and slugs were shredding his favorite jacket and shirt. Just before Blurring forward three steps Xander's left hand swept out plucking two needle sharp metal bolts from the air and flung them back at one of the vampires holding a crossbow.  Sharp cracks accompanied the motion as his arm and hand exceeded the speed of sound.

Moments later he turned and blurred wading through the gun fire grabbing both shotguns crushing the barrels like they were a empty pop can.  As the shotguns exploded Xander struck at the vampires holding them his hands leaving the exploding barrels and again exceeding the speed of sound. They outraced the shrapnel from the barrels, slamming into their chest and crushing the vampires rib cages in open palmed strikes that slammed both into the brick wall a meter behind them.

The damage done to both undead was comparable to being hit by a compact car traveling at forty miles an hour and the reaction from the force of the strikes caused Xander's entire body, which had been leaning into the attack, to skid back nearly six meters his tennis shoes smoking against the concrete sidewalk.

Spike watched silently from the shadows for an instant he had almost felt like roaring in delight as the boy froze in fear of the guns only to have the feeling evaporate as the boy blurred and four of his fledglings and three of Drussella's fought with the nightlife's newest problem.  He couldn't help wincing at the machine gun like sounds of breaking bones and shattering rib cages as Xander literally beat his vampires into a pulp.

Suppressing a snarl of irritation and not a little fear Spike watched as Xander surveyed the suddenly silent ambush he heard the kid say "this is getting to easy... COOL!" .  The boy then used a foot to flip the shattered wooden handle of a twenty pound sledge hammer into his left hand giving it a high speed twirl. Moments later the kid started driving it into the heart of each twitching body taking a moment to savor each form as it fell into dust.

Fading deeper into the shadows Spike took extra care to remain silent as he moved toward a open manhole fingering the fading remnants of a laser vision scar from Halloween. Never taking his eyes off the boy standing in the ashes of what should have been a right bloody scene.

Pausing one foot over the dark circle Spike watched as the last of the fledglings turned to dust wondering if maybe he should take Drussella and leave Sunnydale. It had been bad enough with the slayer, but it was looking like Halloween and a idiot mage had really turned the town around for the better. It wasn't fair the good guys shouldn't have an unbeatable champion they weren't supposed to cheat.

Motion above Xanders head caused Spike to freeze halfway into the manhole and he unthinkingly shouted "NO!" trying to deny the sight of Drussella silently  dropping from the roof and wrapping her arms and legs around Xander. His mind screaming curses at Drussella's crazy stupidity even as he shot from the manhole dropping into a dead run toward the pair.

Xander was kicking through the dust inspecting his tattered shirt and jacket grumbling when a subtle rustle like the beat of an bat's wings gave him just enough  warning to look up right into the insane demoniac face of Drussella.

For Drussella's part Xander's actions couldn't have been more perfect it exposed his neck and she dropped down wrapping her arms and legs around Xander's body a moment before driving her fangs into his neck. There was a moment of resistance and then Drussella reveled in the warm powerful flow of blood that was the reward for her bite. Her Kitten's heart was so strong the wild beating of his pain and fear forcing his blood into her filling her so quickly it made the top of her head feel like it was going to explode.

Xander stumbled a couple of surprised steps and had just regained his balance when a searing pain starting in his heart and ending in his neck staggered him again bringing with it a weakness that was terrifying as it hinted at a coming darkness.  Xander struggled his powerful arms that had easily shattered supernatural bones moments before somehow unable to break Drussella's feeding death grip. He staggered a circle and his eyes widened in horror as he saw Spike approaching at a dead run. Mentally Xander prayed "Jesus help me!" and then with a feeling of light an idea formed and he vanished into a spinning blur that ended with him slamming into the brick wall raising a cloud of chips and the Panel Van rocking nearly toppling as Drussella's unliving body embedded itself in it's side imprisoning the blood maddened vampire in twisted metal.

Spike was halfway to Xander before the stupidity of his actions sunk in and he went to cursing his human memories even as he started to change coarse and leave Drussella to her fate. A heart beat later he smelled Xanders heart's blood and changed coarse again redoubling his speed just as the struggling pair vanished in a blur.

Spike cursed and came to a hard stop as the Van started to violently rock the top and visible side bulging.  The boy appeared in a cloud of brick dust and chips the muscles of his savaged throat visible and his ribs bloody where Dru's clawed hands had ripped free. Spike smiled greedily and took a step toward the sagging form of Xander a second later his eyes filled with blood blinding him as he suddenly felt the sharp pain of an embedded shard of brick. Spike cursed his luck as he desperately tried to wipe the blood from his eyes listening to a strangled moan and the sound of staggering steps receding at a speed he couldn't hope to match.

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This is an open idea if anyone is inspired feel free to use this snippet or any ideas it gives you in your own Buffy or Superman Unbound story.

This Xander may have super powers and even if kryptonite doesn't exist in this buffyverse he is going to have problems with the supernatural.

The supernatural teeth and claws of the Sunnydale night life can go through his protective aura just as easily as they can the skin of a normal person and vampires once they have sunk there teeth in can tap enough energy to keep him from overpowering them.

There is also the problem of growth spurts Xander is 15 or 16 years old and he's likely to experience at least one more growth spurt which will badly disrupt his kryptonian enhancement for several months.

BACKGROUND NOTES

This alterverse isn't set in any of the Superman Unbound universes and doesn't have to have the ECHOS flag it is a alternate Buffyverse or more accurately a Xanderverse that only touches Superman Unbound for a few hours.

It assumes that Xander decides to be silly for Halloween and buys a cape and mask to go with his military fatigues, instead of a toy gun. He tells everyone he is "Ultrajoe" the product of a secret military enhancement program designed to produce super soldiers.

Xander has unknowingly almost exactly copied the uniform of a person from a nearby parallel Superman Unbound universe. Ultrajoe happens to be the code name for  Jesse Stipanovic and if he is ever revealed to the general public his superhero uniform is almost identical to what Xander is wearing.

For a few hours Halloween Night a 80 SA Jesse Stipanovic is using Xanders body flying around Sunnydale in confusion, doing what he can to help.

When Ethan's spell is ended Xander loses his power, but keeps a residual kryptonian enhancement. This residual enhancement powers up to 5 SA the next day after a couple hours of exposure to sunlight.

The Jesse Stipanovic mentioned in the snippet is somewhere in his early 20's and joined the military on his 18 birthday after growing up near the military's first kryptonian enhancement center . Where he lived under the watchful eye of the General overseeing the enhancement program, who knowing of his childhood exploits treats Jesse as if he was his own nephew.

Jesse underwent a standard boot camp and military training program that was shifted to a OZ training facility just before his 19th birthday when his enhancement exceeded 20 SA and was still climbing He completed his training by his 20th birthday and worked as a clandestine unrevealed 80 SA ultraman.