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Allycat
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When Spike went away in Season 6 after his attempted rape on Buffy, what was he out to get? To remind you, this was what happened:
So, what was what Spike wanted all along, his chip out or a soul in?
Cut to a desert village made up of grass huts on sand. Some African women are sitting around a fire talking. In the background more people walking around, sitting, etc. Spike, wearing all black, strides between the huts. He passes an African man walking the other way.
Spike continues walking, his face determined. Another villager tries to stop him, saying something in an African language.
VILLAGER: Toyenza coyengara. Erio mtuwana.
SPIKE: Not asking for permission, mate.
Spike never stops walking, strides past the man and onward. The man yells after him but doesn't follow.
VILLAGER: Ymirira! Odja kufa! Ymirira!
Spike enters a dark cave. He slows down. It's almost completely black. He flicks open his lighter, revealing paintings on the cave walls. Images of people's faces in pain, bodies with blood pouring out of them, skulls. Spike looks at them, a little nervous. The music continues.
More paintings. One depicts a black figure holding out an arm toward another figure, which is red and dripping blood.
A breeze blows out the lighter. Spike looks at it, slowly flicks it closed and continues into the cave. Then a deep gravelly voice speaks.
VOICE: You seek me, vampire?
Spike looks nervous, but covers it.
SPIKE: You do the finger paintings? Nice work.
We see a demon in the darkness, but all we can see is an indistinct shape and a pair of green glowing eyes.
DEMON: Answer me.
SPIKE: Yeah. I seek you.
DEMON: Something about a woman. The slayer.
SPIKE: (nods, barely concealed anger) Thinks she's better than me. Ever since I got this bleeding chip in my head, things ain't been right. Everything's gone to hell.
DEMON: And you want to return to your former self.
SPIKE: Yeah.
Close on the green glowing eyes as the demon laughs evilly.
SPIKE: What?
DEMON: Look what she's reduced you to.
SPIKE: It's this bloody chip-
DEMON: You were a legendary dark warrior, and you let yourself be castrated. (Spike looking angry) And you have the audacity to crawl in here and demand restoration?
SPIKE: I'm still a warrior.
DEMON: You're a pathetic excuse for a demon.
SPIKE: (angry) Yeah? I'll show you pathetic. Give me your best shot.
DEMON: You'd never endure the trials required to grant your request.
SPIKE: Do your worst. But when I win ... I want what I came here for.
The demon watches him, breathes loudly but says nothing.
SPIKE: Bitch is gonna see a change.
Fade to the cave in Africa.
Pan across the darkness to reveal Spike lying on his back on the ground, motionless.
Amen.
The music fades and stops. A shadow moves across Spike's face
DEMON VOICE: You have endured the required trials.
SPIKE: Bloody right I have.
Slowly, painfully, Spike rolls onto his side and pushes himself up onto his knees. His face is swollen and bruised, more bruising and injuries on his chest and arms.
SPIKE: So you'll give me what I want. Make me what I was. So Buffy can get what she deserves.
Close on the demon's glowing green eyes.
DEMON: Very well.
Spike watches the demon nervously.
DEMON: We will return...
The demon's hand reaches out toward Spike's chest.
DEMON: ...your soul.
The hand touches his chest and it glows fiery yellow-orange. Spike's eyes glow the same color. He throws back his head and screams.
So, what was what Spike wanted all along, his chip out or a soul in?