Son of Sparda

A Devil May Cry/ Buffy the Vampire Slayer crossover. Set during season 2. After hearing Buffy and Willow badmouth him, Xander goes home and finds out who his real father is.

Disclaimer: I don't own any Buffy the vampire slayer/ Devil May Cry characters. They all belong to their respective creators. This goes for all chapters.


Sunnydale, 1982

Darkness. Rumblings of distant thunder echo through the night sky. The roar of violent rain. A commanding flash of lightning introduces us to... A sword fight in the middle of a park. Creepy shadows cast upon swing sets and see saws as a man with shoulder length white hair, wearing all black and a red duster was fighting off demons with all black cloaks, creepy white masks, and sickle's. The man's name was Sparda.

Another, louder clap of thunder.

As Sparda spun and twirled his sword, making his duster billow out behind him, his boots sank into the mud as he got constantly drenched by the storm. A low hum of the Sin Scythe's chanting, was barely audible above the roaring of the rain and thunder. As the demons surround him, they suddenly stab him with their sickles. With a cry of pain and his blood pouring out and mixing into the rain water, he lowered his head as if dead.

As one of the demons looked down at Sparda, his head suddenly whipped up and with an opened palmed fist he sent the cloaked demon flying into a street pole, bursting into dust as it hit. The demons were shocked by the display of power and looked at Sparda. He started walking and many released their sickles, but one held on and found itself being pulled along the ground as Sparda walked. Sparda back kicked it sending the demon flying into another group of demons. As it fell, it stabbed some of the other demons with it's sickle quickly turning them into dust.

Sparda then pulled a sickle out of his arm, wincing with the effort, and stabbed another one in the mask with it. He removed another from his leg and threw it. The bladed weapon flew through the air and made a fist sized hole in one of the demons, instantly disintegreting it. The blade continued on throughout it and dusted some more Sin Scythe's.

One demon lunged at Sparda. Seeing the attack he brought his sword Alastor up and rammed it through the demon and through the one behind it too. As they fell to the ground and dusted, he kicked another and swiped out with the sword, killing more demons. He locked blades with one and kicked it in the stomach, sending it flying back into a tree. He caught another's blade and punched the demon holding it. He then spun and swiped out with his sword, keeping the other cloaked figures at bay.

As his red over coat billowed in the wind again, it was revealed that he had two glocks in some underarm holsters. One was black and the other one was white. Which earned them the names Ebony and Ivory. Looking up he saw two Sin Scythe's remaining. Twirling his glocks in his hands, aimed and Boom! Boom! As the demons turned into dust, he spun the guns in his hands and reholstered them. Part of his work, now done he turned and ran off into the darkness.

A beautiful red head, named Jessica, layed down her newborn baby boy in his crib. Even though he was born two days ago, she still hadn't picked out a name for him yet. As she watched her son sleep, someone started pounding on her door. With a sigh she ran down stairs to the door and saw...

"Sparda?" she asked as she saw the man.

"Who else would I be?" Sparda replied as he walked past her and into her house. "Where are your parents?"

"They...they're out." Jessica said kind of nervously. Something about the look in Sparda's eye's unnerved her. "Why are you here?"

"I heard my son was just born." Sparda said as he turned to look at her. "I want to see him."

As Sparda looked down at his sleeping baby boy, a smile appeared on his face. At least when he died a part of him would forever live on.

"So what name have you given him?" Sparda asked as he looked at Jessica.

"I haven't named him yet." Jessica informed him. "I was waiting for his father to show up." she said in a huff.

"I'm sorry." Sparda said with a heavy sigh. "Jess you know that I love you, but I can't let the world perish because of that."

"I know, but is it wrong for me to want a normal life." she asked. "To have a boyfriend that works a regular nine to five and who can come home to his girl and his kid."

"And I want you to have those things." Sparda replied sadly.

"What are you saying?" Jessica asked as she gave him a look.

"I'm saying that I tracked the demon Mundus here. He's trying to open that thing I told you about. The Hellmouth."

"Why are you telling me this?" Jessica asked worriedly.

"Because, I don't think I'm coming back. I can't help but feel that this is the end for me."

"Please..." Jessica begged as tears started to flow down her cheeks. "don't talk like that."

"I'm sorry." Sparda replied as he pulled her close and kissed her on the forehead. "But at least you want be alone." he said looking back at his son.

"And what do you want me to tell him, if you don't come back?" Jessica asked angrily.

"I want you to tell him the truth." he replied calmly. "I want you to tell him that I loved him and his mother."

"Why does it have to be like this?" she asked as tears started to rack her body.

"Because, I'm the hero." he replied sadly as he reached into his red duster. "When he reaches a proper age, I want you to give him these." he said as he handed her a black bag and a wrapped up sword. "And I want you to promise me something too."

"Anything." Jessica immediately blurted out.

"After I'm gone, I don't want you to mope around. I want you to get married and have a nice normal life."

"I promise." Jessica vowed with tears still in her eyes.

"Alway's remember that I love you." he said as he gave her a lingering kiss on her lips. Pulling away from her, he again looked at his sleeping son and kissed him on the forehead. "Goodbye my son." he told him as he walked to the door.

"Alexander." Jessica called out to him.

"What?" Sparda asked as he turned to look at her.

"That's what, I'm calling our son. Alexander."

"How fitting." Sparda replied with a smile. With those being the last words to her, Sparda turned and left her home. And as he perdicted he never returned.

Present day

Jessica Harris sat bolt right up in bed and took in her surroundings. As she wiped sweat from her forehead she reached over on her nightstand and drank a glass of water. As she sat the glass down, she looked over at her drunken louse of a husband.

He was kind enough to take Xander in as his own son, but that was all the kindness he had shown the boy. When they had first met, about two month's after Sparda dissappered, he seemed so nice. That was until he met a friend called Jack Daniels. After Anthony Harris hit the bottle, he started hitting her.

Jessica inwardly hated herself for not living up to her promise to Sparda. He had told her to live happily. That's why she never told Xander about him. It was too many hurtful memories. But that wouldn't stop her now, from fore filling that promise.

"I have to tell Xander about his real father." she whispered softly to herself.

A/N for the stories part, Sparda isn't seven feet tall like the game suggests. He looks more like Dante. Also whenever I think about how Xander's mother looks, for some reason I think about Jessica Alba. So when I refer to Jessica in this story, just think of an older version of Jessica Alba. Not that fat lady that played his mom on season 6 when he was going to marry Anya.


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