Saving Spike
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Summary: Spike has just returned to Sunnydale after getting his soul. He has been in the new Sunnydale high school's basement for almost two weeks, slowly driving himself insane with the help of the First and the pain of having to relive all of the horrible things he did when he was without a soul. Meanwhile, Xander has been working on rebuilding the school upstairs. Now he is about to head down to the basement to see what needs fixing up down there.
Chapter One
Finding Spike
"Spike!"
Spike looked away from the taunting Drusilla as he heard a voice. This voice was new. Not like the usual ones who came to mock and tease him. All day long the normal voices speak. Hurting his head and his heart with malicious words and cruel lies. Scratching at the blackboard in his mind to make him cringe and cry. Make the chalk run like blood. Can't write with blood. Only for eating. It should know to stay chalk and let him write his thoughts. Not poems though. They just laugh at his poems, all of them laughing…
This voice was new though. And… familiar. Spike suddenly let out a whimper and scooted back against the wall. Familiar was bad he knew. Everyone he knew hated him. A new voice was just another one from his past to torture him, like the others. And more is bad. There is enough already. Wish this one would go away. Don't want any more. Too many. The basement must be overcrowded as it is. Maybe the voice would realize that and go away.
"Spike, is that you? Shit! It is you! Spike are you alright? What happened!"
Spike shook his head in confusion. The new voice is acting weird. It sounds almost like it cares. But…no one cares about me. Maybe…no…this is just a trick! Maybe Angelus learned how to change his voice. Make me hope. Than take it away and make me scream. Just like before. It is just one of his games. Not gonna play though. Won't answer. Won't work if I won't play.
"Not gonna play," Spike said to the voice. "Can't make me."
"Huh? Spike what are you talking about?"
"I know this is a game Angelus. You can't fool me. You changed your voice. Made it into honey, make me hope, then take it away and turn it back into soured milk. But I still hear the sour through the sweet Angelus. This game won't break me, 'cause I'm not playing and you can't make me."
"What...Spike I'm not Angelus. If you look at me you will find only a Xander shaped person. No vampire."
'Xander shaped person'. What? Angelus doesn't talk like that…only Red and…
"Xander?" Spike asked incredulously.
AN: Well, how was it? I hope that there are at least some people who are interested in this story. Anyways, next chapter will be from Xander's view, so it will be easier to understand, except when I have Spike talk out loud. Deal with it. He's insane remember? Please Review!