Demonic Playthings....

[4.O.cious Miss]

This fic is sort of a spin off of the beginning of "Something Blue"...remember, be kind- I don't do fics often...and it's not finished yet..still a work in progress....NSlay


Fan-fic#2

Preface: Season 4; Something Blue
Reference: BuffyWorld.com; Episode 65 Transcript

(Cut to Giles bathroom. Buffy is sitting on the end of the bathtub in which Spike is chained up.)

Buffy: (exasperated) "So..you saw their faces, but you can't describe them?"
Spike: (coyly) " Well, they were human. Two eyes each, kind of in the middle."
Buffy: "Uh-huh. And the lab?"
Spike: "Underground. I came out through an air vent. I don't know exactly where. I'm done. Put the telly on."

(Giles enters, carrying a novelty mug that reads "Kiss The Librarian", with a straw protruding from it. The mug contains blood.)

Spike: "It's about time. Hope you got it warm enough."

(Giles hands mug to Buffy without a word. She takes it, sighing , and makes a disgusted face as she holds it close enough to Spike that he can suck through the straw. He makes a big to do about it, so as to disgust her more.)

Spike: "I don't know why your so dainty all the sudden. You've done this for Angel- You must have."

(Buffy pulls the mug away, leaving Spike with a straw dangling from his lips.)

Spike: "Hey give it!"
Buffy: "Okay, that's it. The invalid amnesiac routine is over. The kitchen is closed until you can tell me something useful about the commandos."
Spike: "I'm trying to remember. It was very traumatic."
Buffy: "How long are you going to pull this crap?"
Spike: "How long am I going to live once I tell you?"
Giles: "Look, look, Spike- we have no intention of killing a harmless..uh, creature. But we have to know what's been done to you. We can't let you go until we're sure that you're..impotent."
Spike: "Hey!"
Giles: "Sorry, poor choice of words. Until we're sure you're, you're.."
Buffy: "Flaccid?"
Spike: "You're one step away, Missy!"
Buffy: (sarcastically) "Giles help! He's going to scold me!"

(Spike growls, trying to grab Buffy, but the chains restrict him and only make his struggles comical.)

Buffy: "You know what? I don't think you want us to let you go. Maybe we made it a little too comfy in here for ya."
Spike: "Comfy? I'm chained in a bathtub drinkin pigs blood from a novelty mug. Dosen't rank huge in the Zagut's guide."
Buffy: "You want something nicer?" (She cocks her head to the side, exposing her neck.) "Ah, just look at my..poor neck? All bare, and tender, and exposed..All that blood just..pumping away.."

(Spike, by this time, is all but licking his lips.)

Giles: "Oh, please."
Spike: "Giles, make her stop!"

(Giles walks out of bathroom.)
<Fade to Black...>

~Demonic Playthings~


By: Alexandra M. Tarallo

Buffy leaned in to taunt Spike. She continued to caress her neck and smiled seductively. Spike lost all control and pitched a tantrum, ratteling and yanking at the chains.
"You bitch! You're nothing but a bloody tease! Mark my words slayer, I will taste your blood!"
As he formed his last word he viciously lunged forward one last time. The chains gave. Buffy gasped, but had little time to move from Spikes line of reach. He rushed at her, wrapping his arm around her head, pulling it back. Covering her mouth with his hand, he paused. Briefly mulling over the pain he was about to experience, and inflict.
"Ah, bugger it."
Spikes ruggedly handsome features took on his demon form and he took a deep breath. Buffy struggled to her best ability, but was caught in a rather awkward position, flailing inside the tub.
"Don't worry, love. This will hurt me more than it will hurt you."
Spike sunk his fangs into her milky white flesh and drank. The pain and the taste were both equally exquisite. His enjoyment of the feed was certainly dampened by the seering headache. Buffy tried to call for help, but her cry was muffled by Spikes grasp. He then began to get light headed from the pain and loosened his grip. Buffy took advantage of the situation and bit down on his hand. She tasted blood about the time Spikes body went limp. He had fainted. Falling back to strike his head on the faucet, he lay there motionless. Blood streamed from the abrasion on his head, and ran down the drain.
Buffy wiped the blood from her neck and glanced at her hand. Seeing the crimson stain on her palm infuriated her, and she lunged into the tub, atop Spike. She used all of her strength throwing several punches before Giles returned and attempted to pull her off of the lifeless vampire.
"Buffy, dear god. What happened?"
She took several deep breaths and tried to loosen herself by shaking her shoulders and head. She motioned to her neck and gave Giles the notorious "I told you so" look. He panicked and grasped her arm. "A..are you alright? I thought he was.."
"Neutered?" Buffy finished.
Giles nodded in agreement and stood paralyzed.
"He is....Kind of." Touching her neck, she winced in pain.
Grabbing a small washcloth from the cubbard, Giles soaked it in warm water and applied it to Buffy's wound.
"The behavior modificator they implanted, that's what made him pass out. It wasn't me, Giles. It's what made him stop feeding."
Giles removed his glasses and pinched the arch of his nose.
"Buffy, you realize what this means. You will have to...."
"Relax. I'll take care of it." Buffy growled as she glared in disgust at the wounded vamp. She wasn't ready to dust him yet. She wanted to play a bit first....

**********

She looked on as he came to, writheing and moaning. Buffy lunged forward and backhanded him, full force, slamming his head against the wall behind him.
"Wake up!" She bellowed, having grown tired of waiting.
Spike mumbled sluggishly and slowly opened his eyes.
"Bloody hell Harm, can't you....Oh." He paused when he realized to whom he was speaking.
"Well, good morning sunshine."
Spikes words were drenched in sarcsam, yet he wore a smile as he spoke. He noticed the crimson bandage on her neck and licked his lips. He remembered her intoxicating taste. He started to reach up to wipe the dried blood from his mouth, but his hand came to an abrupt halt. Something was restircting him. He looked at his wrists and snickered, she had him chained.
Buffy remained silent as she pondered beating Spike or merely leaving him there to wither.
"Oh, well isn't this cozy." Spike mumbled to himself."It's the broodmaster generals old office."
They were in Angels old mansion. He thought he had caught slight scent of him as he awoke. He should've figured the slayer would take him here to kill him.
"Let me guess, your Angel Homemaker files were deleted, so you thought you'd upgrade to a more advanced sort of evil? Sorry love, I'm not one for playing house with slayers."
Buffy pulled a stake from her back pocket and hurled it at Spike. It peirced his milky white flesh, straight through his neck, and into the wall behind him. His eyes widened, and he gurgled and spat as he flailed in his chains. Blood gushed from the wound and spilled down his chest.
"Shut up Spike, you talk too much." Buffy demanded as she grinned coyly. "Besides, I didn't bring you here to play. I brought you here to die."
Buffy jerked the stake from his jugular, and Spike gasped. He continued to gurgle and cough as Buffy turned away. She strolled to the window and yanked the heavy drapery aside. "Tick, tock Spikey. Tick, tock." She taunted as she turned to look into Spikes eyes. The morning sun had already cast an amber glow on the night sky. It was only a matter of hours before the sun rose above the trees and Spike turned to flames. Still wheezing, Spikes brow was heavy with concern, and his eyes full of hate.
"Bloody slayers." He choked out as he tried feebley to break his chains.
Buffy smirked and walked to the door. She stopped momentarily and pondered her decision to kill Spike. Her concience begged her not to, and she stood paralyzed and baffled as to why. She turned and caught a last glimpse of him,chained to the wall, covered in blood. "Ashes to ashes." Buffy mumbled as she hastily egressed from the mansion.

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The morning sky changed from amber to auburn as Spike writhed in his chains. His repetitive attempts to free himself became less frantic and more desperate as time wore. Falling to his knees, he attempted to cry out. But it only caused him to choke on his own blood.
In the heat of things,he paused. His arms layed still and he threw his head back, taking in a bit of musty air. There was another vampire nearby. The scent was undeniable. With mild hope he quickly perused the room. Nothing, the scent grew stronger, and instantly his shoulders fell as he realized to whom it belonged.
"Angel." Spike whispered in frustration. "The great poufta returns! Buffy send you to toy with the inmate until sentencing, did she? I tell ya you two are birds of a bloody feather!"
Angel emerged from the shadows and threw a Marlboro Menthol at Spikes feet, grinning coyly. "Spike shutup. The mere sound of your voice annoys me. And must we always talk about the slayer!? I mean c'mon William....don't tell me your getting sweet on the girl. I mean, I'll admit she's easy on the eyes, but so whiny." His voice was deep and taunting....different somehow.
Spike stood up and cocked his head slightly. Could it be?
"Angel?" Spike whispered in disbelief as the chains hung at his sides.
Angel approached Spike hastily, grasping him by the blood soddened neck and pinning him against the wall behind him. "Spike my boy...After your last miserable stunt I should just finish you off here. But I find your current condition rather amusing. Poor boy....Druscilla's cast off ,slayers play toy. Oh, and I hear you're watching what you eat these days." Angels eyes flickered with delight as his laughter echoed throughout the castle. Spike gagged and flailed his legs as Angels grip tightened gradually. "Your a pathetic excuse for a demon Spikey....worthless as ever." Angel released his grip and watched Spike fall to the ground.
"Angelus." Spike said with certainty, grinning despite his pain.
"Now your talkin..." Angelus spoke slowly as he perused his old abode a bit.
"When?" Spike asked as he continued to massage his mutilated neck.
"Does it matter? I'm back. In permanent way. The time of the slayer is over. That bitch is going down, and your going to help me." Angelus walked gracefully over to the window and drew the shades.
Spike realeased a small sigh of relief."But...how?"
Angelus snatched a sword from the wall and swung it full force at him. Spike hastily jumped back, gasping momentarily as it cut clean through the chain and freed his left hand.
"You can thank Cordelia for that." Angelus wore an evil grin. " Well...You could if she were alive. I swear, These SunnyDale women are just dyin for a little sinister satisfaction!"
Clearly amused with his own sarcastic wit,Angelus swung again. Spike was free. " Let's just say, I got to have my cake......and eat it too. " Angelus snickered sarcastically. "But enough small talk....let's get rid of that chip."
**********

Buffy entered the dorm room at about 7 am. Willow had long been awake and sat alone in her pajamas, phone in hand. In the background, some complaint rock wailed from her stereo. "Hey Will." Buffy said, exhausted, as she made her way across the room and onto her bed. Embracing her pillow, she thought about Spike. About the look on his face when she left him there in the mansion, and about why exactly it was that she hadn't killed him a long time ago. But her thoughts were quickly interrupted. Willow had turned off the music and was now sitting on the edge of her bed. "Buffy, somethings up. I know your tired from killing Spike and all.....you did kill Spike, right? Anyways, bad news.....of the serious kind." Willows words were soddened with anxiety, and Buffy could tell from her tone that she was seriously disturbed.
She sat up slowly, snatching Mr. Gordo and bringing him to her chest as she arranged herself comfortably on her bed. "What's up? Are you okay? "
"Oh no, I mean yes, I'm fine. It's just that....well, you got a phone call." Willow stuttered slightly as she fidgeted with the corner of her bedspread.
"And this disturbs you? Cause I may as well tell you now that I occasionally get letters as well." Buffy attempted humor in hopes to lighten things, not realizing the intensity of the situation.
"You got a call from LA. Buffy...it's Angel." Willow looked down at her hands, they trembled slightly.
Buffy quickly arose from the bed and released her grip on her stuffed pig.
"What's wrong? Is he okay? What happened!?" She spoke in a tone Willow had never heard before.
"He's changed Buffy. Cordelia....well, it happened again."
"What do you mean he's changed. WHATS changed?" Buffy's brow was heavy with concern.
"He killed Cordelia, and he's on his way to SunnyDale.... If not already here."
Buffy inhaled deeply and grasped onto the nightstand to steady herself. After a moment, she sat slowly back onto the bed. Instantly she humored flashbacks from the last time Angel had lost his soul. As Willows words began to sink in, a hollow pit formed in the base of her stomach. She was struggling to process the information.
"Giles, have you called Giles? Did they say how..." Buffys voice was monotoned and she spoke directly to the floor. Her eyes unblinking, she thrust her hands together to steady them.
"I've already called Giles, and Xander. They didn't tell me how. They found Cordelia dead in his apartment, and your moms number was the last number dialed. Wesley said they traced the calling time, and it was made hours after Cordelia died. Buffy, your mother...shouldn't we..."
Buffy broke from her trance, walking to the closet she pulled out her bag of weapons. Half hazardly, she threw her hair up off her shoulders and put on a light denim jacket.
"Willow, get working on a protection spell. I want everybody safe by sundown, starting with mom's house. Call Xander and Anya. I want everyone at Giles' house stat."
Willow stood and slowly moved toward the cedar chest at the foot of her bed. She observed as Buffy whisked around the room and couldn't help but think that she was covering for a serious amount of pain and uncertainty. "Buffy....are you sure your ready for this? I mean, are you ready....for Angelus?"
Buffy stopped mid stride and faced Willow, hands shaking. "No. I'm not ready. But I guess we don't have much choice in the matter. If Angelus has truly returned, then I'll find time to grieve later. Right now I just have to focus on killing him. Before he gets anymore blood on his hands."
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"Raq is a sorcerer, not a bloody surgeon... I'm telling you, we're wasting our time." Spike growled as they skimmed the back alleys of Sunnydale curiously.
" Ah, quit your complaining already. If anyone can help us it's him, he has connections. If it can't be done with magics, then he'll find some other way." Angelus scowled as he lectured. "Besides, do you want this done or not? I'm trying to help you, you ungrateful louse..." Angelus lecturing turned quickly into mumbling, as he concentrated on finding Raqs hideaway.
"Right, help me.... I forgot. This has nothing to do with your vendetta with the slayer. Or perhaps nothing to do with the fact that you know you can't beat her alone." Spikes words oozed with sarcasm.
Angelus spun to face him and swung a left fist to kiss his face. Flying back against the brick wall behind him, Spike erupted in wicked laughter. "Oooh, soft spot, eh? His face morphed, and he lept forward. Landing a punch directly to Angelus' temple, leaving him momentarily handicapped. Spike took advantage and swept him off his feet with a low kick. "Whats the matter Angelus....Can't handle your women? As I remember, last time, Buffy went all "dominant slayer" on you and drop kicked your ass all the way to hell." Spikes laughter bellowed through the alleyway."Well, I guess that was brought to you in part by The Big Bad." He leapt atop Angelus and continued throwing punches. After taking a few to the jaw, he regained focus and threw Spike over his head, and into a trash pile behind him. Angelus stood, eyes burning intensely. He threw his left leg forward in a viscious thrust and it connected squarely with Spikes jaw. His head flew backwards and blood gushed from his chin. "Seems to me Buffy's got herself a new platinum lap dog. You want her bad, don't you Spike?" Angelus towered over Spike, glaring down synically. "You don't really think Buffy would ever love you....do you? I mean, come on man....she just left you to die. But then, your women do have a tendency to do that ....don't they? " Angelus swiftly struck a match on the brick wall supporting Spikes head, then threw it ablaze onto his black leather jacket. Spike immediately jumped up and hastily brushed the match onto the pavement. "Oh, I get it." He snickered sarcastically. "We're going to play "who's fangs are bigger" now, aren't we?" Spike slowly stepped away from Angelus and started back down the alleyway. "Well cherrie- O then....may the best win." Spike turned to face Angelus as his last words were spoken, continuing to walk backwards. Moments later, Spike dissapeared completely. Almost as if he had dissinigrated into thin air. He had found Raqs hideaway. Angelus grimaced as he made his way down the alleyway...."It's about time."

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Buffy, Giles, Xander and Anya sat around the room in complete silence. Denial left their tongues and vocal cords placid as they stared at each other in disbelief. Buffy clenched her fists and sat forward on Giles overstuffed couch. "I'm sorry."........​

 

[4.O.cious Miss]

Continuing....

Giles removed his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose..."No."
Buffy stopped talking and looked at him, confused. "Buffy this isn't your fault. Please don't succumb to guilt....you had no way of knowing..." Buffy stood and paced before them "But I knew the possibilty was there, Giles."
"We all did, Buff. It really dosen't matter...Theres a bigger problem at hand here..." Xander looked at his fists as he spoke.
"Well, isn't the vampire here looking for Buffy? Why don't we just get rid of her. Problem solved!" Anyas words reeked of sarcasm.
Xander gave Anya a look of exhaustion and shook his head. "Brilliant An."
Anya scowled at Xander,"Hey, I don't see you three coming up with any better ideas."​

 

[Lyri]

i'm loving this fic...it's really getting interesting! keep it up, Alex!! i wanna read some more!!

 

[4.O.cious Miss]

Continuing....

Buffy rolled her eyes and ignored Anyas inconsiderate mannerism. "Okay, heres the plan. Willows working her mojo as we speak. She's going to put up a protective barrier here, at moms and at Xanders. I'm going to go back to Angels mansion. If he found Spike I'll bet money that he didn't watch him die."
Giles interrupted from the kitchen. "Buffy, it's not wise to go alone..."
The group was startled as a firmiliar voice interrupted, "Then she wont go alone." Everyone immediately looked towards the voice, and there standing in the doorway was Faith. She was dressed in a hospital robe, and it was quite obvious that she hadn't seen daylight in months.
The look on Anyas face was of apparent disgust,"Who's she?"
"Faith." Buffy said hesitantly, "Are you...I mean, I don't.."
Faith walked in and looked around doubtfully, "Buff, stop. I'm fine...things are....fine." Fidgeting more by the minute Faith continued," Look, I know things weren't exactly five by five before...but it sounds like you could use a little help. I can help if you want me to."
Xander stood and walked towards Buffy,"Why should we trust you Faith? Last we heard from you, you tried screwing us all....some of us quite literally."
Anya then gasped and stood, turning anxiously toward Faith." OH! I know who you are ....and if you think you can just come back and have Xander again, you've got another thing coming missy!"
Faith threw her hands down at her sides and took a step toward the door. "Look, I'm trying here. I'm not exactly loving this either, you know." Faiths voice gradually became a little less defensive, and a bit more timid as she continued to speak. " I'm......I'm sorry, for what I did, okay?"
Buffy walked to the front door and closed it gingerly."It's okay. Faith. You can stay.....I mean, I could use some help."​

 

[Lyri]

so cool!!
yay!! Faith!! i really like the style of writing you've got...you nailed Anya's character perfectly!!

 

[4.O.cious Miss]

Continuing....

Faith dissapeared into the bathroom with one of Giles's shirts and Buffys Gym shorts. It seemed an hour went by that the four of them sat in silence. "Buff, are you sure this is a good idea? I mean...." Buffy put her hand up, interrupting Xander,"Shut up Xander. No, I'm not sure about this....but tell me honestly...what choice do we have?" Xander shrugged, and walked over to the couch where Anya sat scowling."Are you alright?"
Anya glared up at Xander and sneered, "No, I'm not alright. Am I suppoused to be alright with this? I mean, is that the HUMAN thing to do?! I am not OKAY with your ex hanging around." Xander dropped to one knee and took Anyas hands in his, "An, she's not my ex...she's just an old..." Anya snatched her hands from Xander, "Sex toy! Oh, that's even better....Now every time we have sex you're going to be thinking about her! I mean, what's she got that I don't have?!" Xander put a finger up to Anyas lips and smiled, "Anya! I love you....Faith being here is not going to change that. I'm yours all the way." Anya sighed, smiling vaguely..."Well, since you put it like that..."
Faith walked out of the bathroom timidly..." Oh,no. This is hideous. I've become THE fashion victim of the year...I'll be on the front of Slayer Weekly tomorrow under a big headline....Slayer gone consignment." Buffy snickered and threw her jacket at Faith,"We'll stop by my place on the way to Angels palace....you can put on something a little more fight-worthy."

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Raq stepped out from the room and laughed aloud when he saw the two vampires waiting. "Well, well. If it isn't Angelus and William the Bloody....I knew you'd be here eventually. Tell me.....what can I do for you?"
Angelus and Spike entered the room and sat together on the couch. After a second, the two looked at each other in disgust, and Spike stood and moved to a chair across the room. "We're here to call on a favor." Angelus voice filled the room like smoke. Raq closed the door softly and walked past them to a chair that sat alone, apart from the others. " I do believe you two have used up all of your favors...don't you, Angelus?"
Spike snickered and piped up, "C'mon...you can't tell me you've forgotten about all the "garbage" I've disposed of for you in the past. I think I've earned me a favor." Raq smiled coyly at him and rubbed his hands together. "Okay Spike.....what is it that you want?"
He stood and lit a cigarrette, inhaling deeply. "See, I have this problem....G.I Joe and his troops slapped a chastity belt on me, and now I'm not able to....perform. Catch what I'm saying?" Raq snickered, as did Angelus.
"It sounds to me like you need a pharmacist, not a sourcerer." Angelus layed back on the couch, "According to Drew...you never could perform Spikey."
Spike fumed, throwing down his cigarrette, "You best hold your tongue ol' boy before I bloody rip it out!" Raq stood and walked towards a cubbard that sat in the corner of the room. Pulling out a pint of brandy, he threw his free hand in the air. Sending a pulse of electricity through the air and straight at Spike, taking a drink. The surge engulfed him for a brief moment , thus activating his chip. Falling back into the chair and grasping his head, Spike wailed.
"I know about your chip, and what you plan to do when it's removed. You want the slayer. Both of you. And since I'm no fan of the woman myself....I'll help you. But this is my last favor to you, vampire." Raq handed the bottle of liquor to Spike and motioned towards a table. "Here, you're going to need this."

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Willow Finished packing all of her things and gave Joyce a hug."Remember to call Giles if anything happens. One of us will be back to check up." Joyce nodded and opened the door for Willow. "Be careful sweetie."
Willow smiled and tossed her bookbag over her shoulder, "Careful is my middle name!"
The air was brisk and the sun had just set below the trees. It was getting dark early now, and Willow was a bit nervous. She kicked a rock, scuffing the tip of her mary janes, and hummed softly to herself. She just cleared the Summers house when suddenly, some cold, fierce hands grabbed her and dragged her into the bushes.
Screaming, and struggling, Willow was able to get to her feet. Again she was rushed, and engulfed by two very strong, pale arms. "Hello my pretty....Lets play a bit." The voice was unmistakable. It was Drucilla.
"Wha-What do you want?" Willow stuttered, continuing to wriggle in Drews arms.

 

[killerdwarf]

Well, NSM, you have developed a writing streak to go with the graphic artist one...and I am impressed with what I've seen so far! I'm wondering where you are going here, but I'm sure you'll surprise me...you always do!😉 More, please!

 

[4.O.cious Miss]

Continuing....

Willow attempted to scream, no sooner than Dru stiffled it with her pale, thin hand. "Shhhh, don't cry my love. Mommys here." Dru buried her face into her hair and inhaled deeply. "Such life..." Quickly transforming, she traced her fangs with the tip of her tongue before fervently sinking them into Willows neck. Before she could feed, Drucilla was jerked visciously away from her prey by an anonymous stranger.
"Now you girls play nice..." The voice was deep..
Willow fell to one knee and quickly regained focus. Grabbing her bag she stood to run. But not before turning to see who it was that saved her. There in a camelflouge sweater and pants stood Riley. He and Drucilla wrestled for a brief moment before he gained the advantage. Straddling her, he sat on her chest, landing continuous punches to her jaw and cheeks. She jerked her legs in an upward motion, kneeing him in the back. This slowed Riley only a second, but a second was enough for Dru to regain the use of her arms and push him from atop herself.
"Riley!" Willow screamed. Totally disregarding the fact that Riley seemed to be one of the secret agents the gang had been in persuit of.
"Willow...go!" Riley shouted as Drucilla lunged at him.
Willow ran, and Dru reached forward slicing Rileys eye and cheek. Quickly Riley grabbed the tazer from his belt and put it to her head. He wasted no time in shocking her with the highest voltage possible. Dru fell, still. And Riley took a moment to catch his breath before reaching for his walkie-talkie.
"This is Agent Riley Finn....send an agent to my location for retrieval. I have an HST capture. I repeat, this is a capture, not a kill."

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Spike lay atop a frigid, steel table, staring blankly at the ceiling. He thought about Buffy. About the way he would kill her when this was all over with. Angelus lay silent, sprawled across the black leather couch. A sinister grin twisted his handsome features. And Raq stood above Spike, massaging his palms together, sending blue and green sparks from his fingertips.
"Oh, and William....feel free to scream..." He chuckled as he placed the tips of his fingers across Spikes skull. His eyes glowed a brilliant green and a bead of sweat rolled from his forehead.
Spike howled in agony as minutes passed. Angelus sat up and watched intently. Then slowly something started to emerge from Spikes platinum white locks. It was the chip. Raq was excreting it from within. The pain left Spike drenched in sweat and screaming a thousand curses to the gods and anyone below. This went on for a few minutes longer as the chip and it's wiring completely emerged. Soon everything fell silent.
Raq stood half slouched, attempting to catch his breath. Spike was motionless, covered in blood. Angelus stood and walked to the side of the table. He watched his lifeless friend lay inanimate for a few seconds before snatching the bottle of liquor and pouring it over his head. Spike jumped quickly from the table and screeched like a scalded cat. "You bleeding imbesile!" Angelus and Raq chuckled in unison before he handed the bottle back to it's rightful owner. "Now that thats overwith.....shall we?"

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Willow ran as fast as she could, vaguely watching where she was going. She wiped the blood from her neck as she ran ,and thought about Riley and his new identity. Suddenly she collided into two bodies walking opposite her. "Willow! Are you okay? What is it?"
Willow looked up, relieved to see Buffy, "It's Drucilla. Well, I mean, it was Drucilla. And Riley's a commando."
Buffy stared blanky at Willow and tried to make sense of her words. "Okay, Drucilla's back and Riley's a commando? Will are you sure you're feeling alright?"
"Yes, I'm sure...Drucilla bit me and Riley showed up out of nowhere...he was in one of those commando suits...and Buffy he was really kickin butt!" Willow smiled despite the situation.
"Are you sure it was Riley?" Buffy asked, stunned.
"Positive, Buff....it was him."
Buffy stood, dazed for a moment. "Great." She growled as she stared at the ground,"My would-be boyfriend is captain of the military monster squad."
Faith chuckled, "And your ex boyfriend is a monster... gotta say B, you sure do pick 'em."
Willows head spun quickly around as she realized to whom this voice belonged to. She grasped the strap to her bag until her knuckles were white and glared. "Faith."

 

[Lyri]

wow, i love this! Faith's character is well written, and as she's my fave character, i'm glad she showed up! (and that she's not evil!)
that was a great way for willow to find out about riley, and bringing Drusilla back was great!
and spike is now chipless! we've got three outta four fang gang memebers. ok, so one of them is now in military custody, but stranger things than a vamp escaping the amry have happened in this verse!!
keep it up, NSM!!

 

[4.O.cious Miss]

Re:

Faith backed up a notch and snickered, "Woah, calm it down red....I'm here to help."
Willows scowl remained as she inched closer to Buffy,"Your here to help with what? Xanders belt buckle? We don't need your kind of help."
Buffy stepped between them and put a hand on Willows shoulder. "Will, it's okay...I'll explain later. Okay? Please?"
Willow shrugged her shoulders and stared at the concrete for a second, "Okay, but theres a big I told you so coming if tomorrow the SunnyDale Dispatch reads "Slayer and friends found slain".

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Spike held his head in his hands as the two vamps made their way towards Buffys house. He couldn't tell what was worse, his headache, or the blood lust. "Buffy...she's mine. Her blood....is mine." Angelus sneered in disagreement and paused momentarily," You really must be hurting Spike my boy, cause your sure as hell not thinking straight. The slayers mine. And if you prove worthy, I'll let you have some scooby snacks." Angelus chuckled to himself as he turned to walk away. Before he could get far Spike leapt forward and shoved him to the ground. "That bitch tried to kill me....I deserve to taste on that wine!"
Angelus quickly transformed and was back on his feet. Growling, he grasped Spike by the neck and raised him a few feet in the air. "That bitch did kill me you idiot! And since you helped her do it I suggest you shut your mouth right about now or I'll send you packing on a one way trip to hellsville."
Spikes expression quickly turned from anger to curiousity as he wriggled from Angelus' grasp. "Wait.....smell." He tilted his head back and withdrew deeply. Walking slowly he closed his eyes and seemed to follow his sense of scent. Quickly grown tired of the charades, Angelus snapped. "What the...."
Almost instantly he stopped speaking and caught a drift of the scent that had Spike reeling. A slow, sinister look of satisfaction invaded his dark good looks, "Druscilla."

 

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Spike followed his scent until it led him to a clearing behind some unruly bushes. He stopped hastily when he saw a husky male figure hoovering over Drucillas body. His back was facing them, but it was clear he was speaking into some kind of a communication device. Spike listened intently and snickered. Whispering over his shoulder to where Angelus had followed, he slowly began to stand, "Agent Riley Finn....and he's all alone."
Angelus rushed past Spike and briskly grabbed Riley from behind. Riley bellowed before the vamp wrapped his arm around his neck. Spike walked up slowly....ready for payback. "Well hello there soldier boy." He spoke to Riley as he leaned over to inspect Drucilla. He brushed her face with his hand and watched intently as she awoke. "Spike?" She gazed around, at Riley, and eventually at Angelus. "Angel?! It's a family reuinion it is...and I knew it. I saw this.You two have danced in my head for weeks." Spike grinned and offered his hand, helping Drucilla to her feet.
"Are you hungry Dru? this strapping ladd ought to make for a fine meal." Angelus' words were soddened with humor.
Riley attempted to break free several times, failing continuously. Drucilla danced around the men before she paused before Riley, observing him. "Should we play with him a little?"
Angelus tightened his grip around his neck and scowled. "Dru, we don't have time love....suns down...and I'll let you in on our little secret. We're going to kill the slayer." She bounced up and down like a giddy school girl, "Yes, we're going to kill Buffy."
Riley threw his head back into Angelus' nose and simultaneously throwing all his weight back onto his foot. Angelus loosened his grip and Riley fled straight into the arms of Spike and Drucilla. Spike grasped his arms and pinned them to his back, as Drucilla stood before him, with her face buried into his neck.
"Buffy? Buffy Summers? If you touch her I'll kill you all." Riley spoke defensively, yet shuddered in fear as he did so.
They all laughed in harmony as Riley struggled. "Right. Sweet on the slayer are you? We've all been there...you'll get over it." Spike dug his knee into Rileys back.
Angelus stopped laughing and grew quite somber for a breif moment. "Well, well. I see this as the perfect oportunity to give the slayer a little parting gift....don't you Dru?" She smiled and immediately transformed, thrusting her fangs into Rileys neck as Spike covered his mouth. Dru drank hungrily for minutes, and afterwards watched him fall to the ground. Angelus snatched a swiss army knife from Rileys belt and slashed his own wrist. Drucilla covered the wound with her mouth and drank a bit before Angelus withdrew and knelt atop Rileys lifeless body. With one hand he parted his lips and grinned coyly as his blood ran over them and into his mouth. "Yes." Drucilla said as she watched intently. "And what a wonderful gift he'll be."

 

[Lyri]

OMG!! riley as a vamp?! i never even thought about doing that!! awesome imagination, Alex! this is really getting interesting, and i can't wait to read more!!

 

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The three girls approached The Summers house and came to an abrupt halt. Buffy turned to face Faith, "Faith I...I mean, my mother..." Faith gave a weary smile and looked down at the ground. "Buff, it's cool. I'll just chill out here. Just grab me some threads while you're in there please, cause this wardrobe is killing me! I almost prefer the hospital gown."
Buffy nodded and forced a nearvous smile before she unlocked the door, she and Willow entered, and Faith sat humbly on the steps.
As the door closed Willow instantaneously turned to Buffy,"Buff, have you gone MAD?! Do you even remember who Faith is?! She's the poster girl for Slayer Gone Wild!" Buffy quickly put her hand up, interrupting Willows rant.
"Willow, she's different...Just trust me on this one Will....I promise." Buffy grabbed Willows hands in hers and squeezed. "I need you with me on this...we've got a fierce battle ahead." Willow looked up at her through her eyelashes and frowned slightly, "Okay...I'm with you...just watch your back?"
Buffy nodded in approval...."Done."
Joyce entered the room and smiled, "Everything okay girls?"
Willow gave joyce a friendly hug and returned the smile, "Peachy keen jelly bean. No worries here."
Joyce laughed and leaned in gave Buffy a hug. "Do you have time for dinner? We can order out! How about chinese?"
"Sorry mom, Willow and I have a project due tomorrow morning and we'll be at the library all night. Chinese tomorrow, I promise!" Buffy smiled guiltily, and gave Joyce a quick kiss on the cheek before starting up the stairs. "Hey...I still have some clothes here don't I? I've been meaning to come and get them!"
Joyce laughed and nodded,"Yes dear, there in the cedar chest at the foot of my bed, I washed them for you." Joyce shook her head and smiled before heading back to the kitchen.
Willow followed to the bedroom and whispered quietly. "Do you think Riley's okay? Maybe you should call him. I mean, I did kinda take off a little hastily.."
With a shrug Buffy mumbled without lifting her head from the cedar chest, " I wouldn't even know what to say to him right now..."

 

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The three girls approached The Summers house and came to an abrupt halt. Buffy turned to face Faith, "Faith I...I mean, my mother..." Faith gave a weary smile and looked down at the ground. "Buff, it's cool. I'll just chill out here. Just grab me some threads while you're in there please, cause this wardrobe is killing me! I almost prefer the hospital gown."
Buffy nodded and forced a nearvous smile before she unlocked the door, she and Willow entered, and Faith sat humbly on the steps.
As the door closed Willow instantaneously turned to Buffy,"Buff, have you gone MAD?! Do you even remember who Faith is?! She's the poster girl for Slayer Gone Wild!" Buffy quickly put her hand up, interrupting Willows rant.
"Willow, she's different...Just trust me on this one Will....I promise." Buffy grabbed Willows hands in hers and squeezed. "I need you with me on this...we've got a fierce battle ahead." Willow looked up at her through her eyelashes and frowned slightly, "Okay...I'm with you...just watch your back?"
Buffy nodded in approval...."Done."
Joyce entered the room and smiled, "Everything okay girls?"
Willow gave joyce a friendly hug and returned the smile, "Peachy keen jelly bean. No worries here."
Joyce laughed and leaned in gave Buffy a hug. "Do you have time for dinner? We can order out! How about chinese?"
"Sorry mom, Willow and I have a project due tomorrow morning and we'll be at the library all night. Chinese tomorrow, I promise!" Buffy smiled guiltily, and gave Joyce a quick kiss on the cheek before starting up the stairs. "Hey...I still have some clothes here don't I? I've been meaning to come and get them!"
Joyce laughed and nodded,"Yes dear, there in the cedar chest at the foot of my bed, I washed them for you." Joyce shook her head and smiled before heading back to the kitchen.
Willow followed to the bedroom and whispered quietly. "Do you think Riley's okay? Maybe you should call him. I mean, I did kinda take off a little hastily.."
With a shrug Buffy mumbled without lifting her head from the cedar chest, " I wouldn't even know what to say to him right now..."

 

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*disregaurd this post*.......BIG OOPS.

 

[Angel's vision]

Wow i like it! what's happend to Angel to go Angelus..?

 

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A familiar voice came from behind the two girls and startled them, "Hi would be a decent start."
Buffy spun hastily, articles of clothing falling from her arms to the plush carpet below. "Riley?" Willow lunged forward and wrapped her arms around his waist, hugging him ferociously. "I thought you were dead! Err, undead. Thanks for bailing me out back there! I was sure I was dinner!" He smiled warmly and took a step back, "Not on my watch. You're very welcome. Buffy, I hope you don't mind me coming inside....your mother was kind enough to invite me in." Picking up the clothing off the floor, she stood and walked slowly toward him. "Nice ensamble." She said notioning toward his military uniform. "So I guess you're not as home-grown as I thought. Since when does the military tag and bag vamps? I mean....you DO know that's what you were fighting, right?"
Riley inched closer to Buffy and softly touched her hand. "I do. Take it easy here. I'm still the same guy you invited to Thanksgiving dinner, only with a security code and rank....DAMMIT, pretend I didn't say that last part. Besides, how is it that you and Willow are so well briefed on Vampires and to the naked eye seem less than disturbed about it?"
"Briefed?" Buffy huffed sarcastically and turned to stand next to Willow." Well, I'm going to give you the benefit of the doubt here. I assume that, since you do matriculate at Hellmouth University and you obviously know what a vampire is..that you too know what a slayer is. Am I right?"
Riley smirked, "Yeah, I believe the stories state that the slayer is a little girl who runs around with number 2 pencils and her mothers crucifix fighting vampires. Why?"
"Since you seem to be getting your undead facts from Wes Craven, let me give you an update. I am the slayer. She who walks the night alone. The chosen one. And I'm pretty sure I've dusted more vamps, and slayed more demons in the past year than you probably will in a lifetime. So I'd appreciate if you'd put a lid on the sarcasm." Buffy fumed silently and nodded to Willow ."Now if you'll excuse us."
Riley stepped hastily into the doorway and gently grabbed Buffy's arm, "Please. Can we just start this conversation over? I didn't mean to ruffle any feathers....I just wanted to make sure you were okay.....and to explain?" He paused, as did she, and he continued. "The Military branch I belong to is highly classified. My own mother has no clue. Our main focus is the location and termination of subterestrials, err...demons. I would've told you if I could've Buffy, I swear. But it seems I'm not the only one who's been edited for televison? Why didn't you tell me you and Willow were slayers?"
Willow giggled to herself and momentarily interupted. "Oh no! I'm not a slayer.......I'm a witch!" She said with a quirky smile.
"Riley, I have a date with the undead right now....I can't talk about this anymore." Buffy grabbed her friends arm and they proceeded down the hallway.
"I know where Drucilla's hiding....and she's not alone!" Riley shouted after her. Coming to a complete halt, she turned around. "Fine, you're coming with us..put a move on it."
The three made their way down the hallway and stairwell. Almost to the front door Riley paused, "By the way...who's the girl on your front porch?"

 

[Angel's vision]

I was wondering when you were going to get this up an running again! keep going!

 

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Buffy, Willow and Riley stepped out onto the porch, into the brisk night air. Buffy immediately turned toward Riley as if she remembered something that she had forgotten," So if you know where Drucillas hideaway is, then you didn't kill her..." He could see where this was going and put a hand up to interrupt," We fought, she ran, I followed....When she got to the mansion I cought a glimpse of another sub-t , and figured it would be safer if I returned with back-up."
"So you came to get me?" Buffy asked defensively.
"No...I came to make sure things were okay with you and Willow. I had plans to rally some of my men afterwards." Riley barked, irritated. He tried to grab her hand and she instantly jerked it away."This other vamp....what did it look like?"
"Male. You know, wrinkly forehead, bad teeth....the usual. Although I must say I never figured a vamp for using so much hair gel.....Kinda dressed like a bad combination of Alice cooper and Michael Bolton."
Willow coldn't stiffle her laughter despite the grim situation. She covered her mouth with her hand and stepped backwards gingerly, as she caught sight of the enraged glare she was sustaining from Buffy.
"Be specific Riley....This is important." She took a step closer to him and sternly looked into his eyes.
"Okay, sorry. Dark messy hair, leather pants....I think I heard Drucilla call him...Angela?"
Buffy threw the clothing that occupied her arms onto the porch steps and reached into her back pocket, grabbing a stake. "It's game time....where's Faith?"
Willow wore a slight look of satisfaction, "You know Buff, I hate to say I told you so..." Interrupting, she grabbed Riley by the arm and started down the stairs, she turned to Willow. "Then don't. Just go back inside and call Giles. Tell him we may need a little mystical assictance in this one. Find that spell. You know which one I'm talking about. And let him know it's a possibility that Faith has gone awol. Riley, you come with me, Willow catch up afterwards."
The two started for the mansion and she regressed back into the house. Joyce was sitting alone on the couch with a large bowl of popcorn. "Casablanca" was showing on the TV, and she had changed into sweats. "Oh, Willow! Again? What's going on sweetie?" She took a couple small steps into the livingroom and tried to keep a semi-relaxed look on her face. "Oh you know...vampires. But certainly nothing Buffy can't handle. I just needed to use your phone for a sec." Joyce rolled her eyes, "Why can't she drink beer and skip class like all the other college students? The phones in the kitchen hun."
Willow dialed Giles number and listened to it ring for a minute before Xander picked up,"Yeah."
"Xander, Big trouble. Angelus is here, but he brought a playmate. Drucilla is with him- they're in the mansion. Riley's a commando- they hunt demons too- long story, he saved me from Drucilla. Him and Buffy are on they're way to the mansion now. Faith's gone....and may I add an "I knew it" to that. Buffy said to tell Giles to find the spell that reinstated Angels soul the last time, I'll stop by the magic shop before I head to the mansion and get another orb of thesula. Meet us there......Did you get all that? Repeat it back to me."
Xander sat in silence momentarily to let the headfull of information process,"Angelus... Dru... mansion. Riley... commando... Buffy... mansion. Faith...gone...bad. Giles...spell...meet...mansion. You...orb. Is that it or was that just the cliff notes? Listen, Will...I'm not so sure this whole spell thing is such a great idea. I mean, you know what they say...once shame on you, twice shame on me."
Willow sighed, aggitated. "Hurry Xander, theres no time!" slamming the phone down, she ran out the back door. Halfway around the house she tripped over something rather large lying next to the porch. It was faith, gagged and tied. returning to her feet, Willow chuckled to herself and grinned sheepishly. "Faith, I thought the day would never come!" Scowling and writheing in her restraints, she mumbled angrily. Willow hesitated briefly before removing the sash from around her mouth. "It was Riley! Get these things off of me, cause unless Buffys still big into vampires- I think she's going to need my help. Hurry!" Staring down at her, baffled, Willow shook her head."What was Riley? Who did this to you...not that I mind." Faith groaned and rolled her eyes," Riley is a vamp! He's leading B into a trap! c'mon!"
Shaking her head once again,"No, you've got to be wrong. He seemed perfectly normal! And besides, even if he had been turned the protection spell....." Willow stopped and her eyes grew wide,"Is void if they're invited in!"
Yanking at the ropes that tied faiths hands and feet, something snapped behind her. Spinning around, she lost her footing and fell backwards onto Faith, she lost her breath when she saw what was there. "Darla."

 

[Angel's vision]

woah nasty little twist! keep going *sits and eats popcorn*