It Begins

The First Evil stood over the **** form of Xander Harris and smiled down into the blank eyes of the young man. The First looked up at the Turok-Han and smiled, "And so it begins."

Walking away the First spared a look back, "Trapped in his perfect perverted world. Living out his deepest depraved ideas. Indulging in every sexual fantasy he's every had." The First laughed, "Powering the Eye for me. Fueling the instrument of my vengance."

Raising it's arms as if to showcase the cavern below the seal of the Hellmouth, "And once the Eye is powered by the perversions of Xander Harris I will unleash that power into the Hellmouth itself, allowing the perversion to filter through the weakened dimensional walls and warp this realtiy. Rendering all of it's defenders as nothing more than the perverted playthings Xander Harris imagined then to be."

The First Evil stood back over the body of Xander Harris still strapped to the sacrificial alter. Only now the body the First Evil was depicting was that of Jesse McNally, the first friend Xander ever lost to a vampire and the first vampire he ever slayed. "I know you enjoy a good evil villain monologue, explain the whole evil plan, the usual supervillain routine. The whole - Goldfinger: No, Mr. Bond, I expect you to die...."

"Of course, I'm smart enough not to give it to someone who could actually stand a chance of thwarting me." The First evil shrugged, "Or is even conscious to hear me give it. Still, the formality must be observed."

The First Evil chuckled, "Oh, I can't wait to see what happens when this puppy is full." Craning in close the First Evil looked at the Eye of Olrek implanted in Xander's forehead, the glowing black gem had just barely begun to change it's color. A faint shimmer of green playing around the edges of the gem.

"Soon. Very Soon."