Spike & Dru Miniseries
By Noggins and Me
Based on characters created by Joss Whedon
1.01: "The World Back Then."
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I started working on this as a straight fanfic in my main account but since I started it as a script project with a friend of mine from the script challenge I decided to put it here.
I have started brainstorming for a sequel to the Buffy series that was written before and it should be in the works soon...
TEASER
TITLE CARD: CHINA - 1901
INT. CHINA - DARLA'S APARTMENT - NIGHT
Darla is alone, looking out through a smashed window. Angel has just out of it (as seen in "Darla"). The door bursts open and she spins around, slightly hopeful but is sorely disappointed.
DARLA
(bitterly)
You...
Spike swaggers in with his arm around Drusilla. They're drunk on a mixture of blood, alcohol and passion. Spike looks at the window but pretends not to notice.
SPIKE
So, Darla luv... where's
the big man himself?
DRUSILLA
Yes. Where is Angelus? He
missed a wonderful party.
They danced in before we
drunk their blood.
SPIKE
Yeah. Mighta been the burning
coals we had them on though,
pet. Tends to make them get
all jumpy.
Darla really isn't listening. Spike disengages from Dru and walks to her.
SPIKE
(C'tnd)
So where'd he go? I'm guessing
the big hole in the window is
a sign we're not wanted anymore.
DARLA
(Angrily, with game face)
How dare you say...
(calms herself)
He'll be back.
SPIKE
Oh aye?
DARLA
He's gone to... find himself.
SPIKE
Always thought he was a poof...
maybe he'll work it out himself
now...
Darla is about to punch his face in when Dru begins to sob.
DRUSILLA
The family is breaking up...
make it stop. Make it stop.
SPIKE
Nice bit of timing... and she
has a point? What happens
now?
DARLA
I'm going back to the Master.
Maybe he'll forgive me.
DRUSILLA
Yes! We could go with him
and he'll feed up kitten's
blood in egg cups.
DARLA
(a little reluctantly)
Uh, yes... Well, you can join
me if you like.
Spike shakes his head.
SPIKE
Maybe it's just me but I'm not
really up for a life of servitude
to some wrinkly old bugger.
He walks over to Drusilla and puts his arm around her.
SPIKE
(C'tnd)
I was thinking maybe we'd
make our own way in the
world. Y'know, get a name for
ourselves.
DRUSILLA
(laughs a little)
I already like my name. I
don't want a new one.
SPIKE
(to Darla)
I think going our separate ways
might be a good idea. I'm not
really suited to life underground,
y'know.
DARLA
(smiles, "thank God")
Fine. Your loss.
There's a knock at the door.
DARLA
(C'tnd)
Come in!
A young Chinese boy enters.
BOY
Your coach has arrived, ma'am.
DARLA
Good.
(to Spike and Dru)
You can have him if you like.
Spike snaps the boys neck. His body slumps to the floor.
SPIKE
Nah. Not really hungry right now.
EXT. CHINA - OUTSIDE DARLA'S APARTMENT - NIGHT
Darla opens the door to the coach. Spike and Dru follow her out.
COACHMAN
Right, milady. You haven't
got any luggage?
DARLA
I'm travelling light.
COACHMAN
It's a long journey. You may
need to bring food.
DARLA
(smiles sweetly)
Oh, I'll get by.
She climbs into the coach.
DRUSILLA
Goodbye grandma.
DARLA
(uninterested)
Yeah.
The coachman whips the reigns and the horse pulls the coach into the distance. Spike and Dru watch it go.
DRUSILLA
(nervously)
What do we do now, Spike?
SPIKE
The world is at our fingertips,
luv and we're gonna explore it.
(looks wistfully into the distance)
We're going to rule this world,
pet... Who knows where we'll
be in a hundred years?
Dru smiles.
CREDITS
ACT ONE
TITLE CARD: SUNNYDALE - MAY 2002
EXT. MAGIC BOX - DAY
Establishing shot.
XANDER (V.O.)
I don't even know why
we're doing this.
INT. MAGIC BOX - MAIN - DAY
Xander and Giles are looking at various large books. Xander is thoroughly bored. Spike and Buffy are sparring at the back of the room.
XANDER
I could be back home for
the opening night of 'Attack of
the Clones' but no! Giles has
to drag us on this wild goose
chase.
SPIKE
Wild demon chase really...
XANDER
What? We can't have demon
geese. How prejudiced is that?
Spike and Buffy join them from the other side of the room.
GILES
You know that this is important.
XANDER
But give me good old monster
books any day... But "The Guide
to the Hofberg Treasure House!"
You're getting slack, Giles!
GILES
The demons have originated
from Austria. We know that
they've stolen an artefact from
the museum and the only hope
of restoring it to its former power
is at the Hellmouth.
SPIKE
(a little edgy)
What artefact exactly? That's the
bit you left out.
GILES
The, uh... the Spear of Destiny
whatever that may be.
If there was any colour in Spike's face it would have drained away. Buffy notices this.
BUFFY
What is it? Have you heard of it?
Spike looks in a book at an image of the spear. It is shown separated into three parts in a display case. Spike knows exactly what it is.
SPIKE
No. Never heard of it.
TITLE CARD: GERMANY - APRIL 1945
EXT. GUARD POST - CONCENTRATION CAMP - GERMANY - NIGHT
The only light is from the moon. Two German guards stand together with their rifles ready. They seem to be dozing off. We hear a twig snap and one of them looks up suddenly. The first one points towards the trees and the squint to look into the undergrowth.
CLOSE UP: on the face of the first guard. His eyes open wide and he begins to scream but a female hand covers his mouth, the nails digging into his face.
The other soldier turns around quickly but two hands snap his neck. He falls to the floor dead.
The first guard drops to the ground too, two puncture marks in his neck.
PULL UP to show Spike and Drusilla. Blood is dripping from Dru's mouth.
SPIKE
Careful, pet... might mess his
nice little uniform up.
He begins to take the jacket from one of the guards and holds it up to himself.
SPIKE
Think it's my colour?
DRUSILLA
(grins)
Oh, Spike... The turtle looked
after his mind but his heart
was still open...
(cradles the guard's helmet)
Poor turtle. All alone now.
SPIKE
It's a helmet, luv...
DRUSILLA
I know that!
She places it on her head and spins around a little. She holds her head, seeming a little dizzy.
DRUSILLA
The Duke of stars is coming
you know... and we have to
be ready.
SPIKE
Just put it on.
He moves closer to her and they kiss. He licks the blood from her lower lip.
EXT. CONCENTRATION CAMP - MAIN - NIGHT
We cut to several minutes later as Spike and Dru sneak into the camp now wearing the guard's uniforms. Drusilla keeps tugging at her stolen uniform, trying to get it to fit her right but with no real success.
She begins to wander off, absently muttering to herself.
DRUSILLA
I can feel his soul in my mouth.
He had a girl... a nice girl... she
smelt of tulips in the morning...
so fresh... so...
She's suddenly pulled into a corner by Spike. Several soldiers march passed and don't notice them. Spike glares at Dru but she just bursts into giggles.
DRUSILLA
Tulips. In. The. Morning.
SPIKE
Shh... we might get caught.
C'mon...
He guides her carefully around the corner again having checked that the guards are gone. They run forward a little faster. Another alcove is in sight, a little closer to their destination than the last. Only a few more steps and they'll be there...
OFFICER
Sie zwei! Warum sind Sie
nicht auf Ihrem Posten?
{Subtitles: You two! Why
aren't you at your post?}
Dru turns around smiling sweetly. The officer looks a bit confused but then smiles with realisation.
OFFICER
Ah. Achso. Na gut, man soll
das Private und die Arbeit
voneinander trennen.
{Subtitles: Ah. I see. Well
you should keep your affairs
off duty.}
SPIKE
Sorry, mate. Never been too
good at these here European
languages.
(cocky grin)
Could you say it again in English?
The officer suddenly looks pretty panicked. He reaches for his gun.
OFFICER
Engländer!
Dru vamps out and bites him. He tries to scream out but she breaks his neck.
SPIKE
Good work, luv. Now... where
were we?
INT. CONCENTRATION CAMP - CELLS - NIGHT
Several women huddle their children in the small cramped space. There are several quiet murmurs at the sound of the main doors opening. A child runs from his mother's arms in an act of self-preservation.
The moonlight coming from the open door makes the two figures entering appear as silhouettes. A few people move further back as they step in, allowing a stray beam of light to show the features of the one in front.
SPIKE
Bloody hell, look at the state
of this place.
MAN
Englisch!
A young girl comes running towards them.
GIRL
Sie sind gekommen, um uns
zu retten!
She tries to hug Spike but he pushes her away. She falls backwards and hits the floor with a thud. Dru walks forward and kneels down in front of the girl.
DRUSILLA
Poor little lady. Did Spike treat
you bad? He's a naughty Spike.
He'll be punished later.
Spike shakes his head as he walks towards a woman in her late twenties who is holding a child to her chest.
SPIKE
Oh, c'mon luv. Let's not give
them the wrong impression of us...
The woman looks at Spike and speaks in very rough English.
WOMAN
You rescue us?
SPIKE
Rescue? Did I mention
rescuing?
DRUSILLA
I don't recall. Hee hee.
They're silly.
SPIKE
Nah, we're not here to rescue
you. Whatever gave you
that idea?
Spike and Dru morph into their game faces. Dru pulls the girl closer to her and bites.
Havoc ensues. Every begins to run.
SPIKE
Run all you like! Makes the
blood all the more fresh!
(looks down, smiles)
And speaking of fresh...
He looks down at the woman with the baby and grins, flashing his teeth.
BLACK OUT
EXT. CONCENTRATION CAMP - MAIN - NIGHT
Spike and Dru leave the cells and looks around. They run into the darkness giggling a little. An alarm begins to sound loudly as ten soldiers run to the cells only to find the door wide open, swinging on its hinges and a trail of blood slowly trickling from inside.
They all look nervous as they raise their torches and look into the cells. One of them runs aside to vomit.
ANGLE: through the door we can just make out the result of the massacre - nearly two hundred bodies piled up neatly, some with puncture wounds in their necks, others with their heads drooping to one side.
One soldier signals to the most senior officer, LIEUTENANT HOFFMANN. He nods in reply.
HOFFMANN
(in English)
The general...
INT. OFFICES - CONCENTRATION CAMP - NIGHT
Hoffmann walks nervously through the corridors leading to the general's office. He gets to the general's door and knocks. There is a silence and it seems like no one has heard. He knocks again and a guard opens the door.
INT. GENERAL HORFAN'S OFFICE - NIGHT
The guard nods to Hoffmann and he walks to the desk. There is a high-backed chair behind it, which is turned away from him. A gloved hand waves to the guard.
GENERAL HORFAN
You may leave, soldier.
The guard understands and salutes before leaving. Hoffmann waits in silence for the general to address him.
HORFAN
Lieutenant, it appears that
somehow, despite nearly forty
guards, your men were unable
to prevent a break-in followed
by the massacre of nearly two
hundred Jews.
HOFFMANN
General Grellik sir... I can explain...
HORFAN
No, Lieutenant, I doubt very
much that you can.
The seat spins around and we finally see General Horfan in his full glory. He has piercing red eyes and brown scaly skin with sharp black claws on his hands. He's a demon wearing a Nazi officer's uniform.
(End of Act One)
ACT TWO
INT. GENERAL HORFAN'S OFFICE - NIGHT
Hoffmann cringes at the sight of the general. Thankfully, Horfan doesn't seem to notice.
HORFAN
This is the biggest example of
incompetence that I have ever
witnessed.
HOFFMANN
(flinches)
Sir... I...
HORFAN
(patronising)
If I wanted them dead they
would be by now. I feel I should
be hiring our killers. They would
be doing a much better job than
your men.
HOFFMANN
My men are...
HORFAN
Useless... I think is the word
you're looking for.
EXT. CONCENTRATION CAMP - MAIN - NIGHT
Horfan is storming towards the cells with Hoffmann in close pursuit, still trying to make apologies.
HOFFMANN
With all due respect, I don't
think we could have done
anything. What we saw... it
can't have been done by humans.
HORFAN
(not interested)
Really? And that's not just
you making excuses?
Horfan gets to the cells. Soldiers move out of the way for him. He walks in.
HOFFMANN
General! Many of the bodies...
Horfan kneels down in front of the pile of bodies. He looks at the neck of one of them... the woman with the baby.
HOFFMANN
(C'tnd)
...had two puncture marks in
their necks... That appears to
suggest...
Horfan turns to him. His red eyes are glowing in the darkness.
HORFAN
(almost hissing)
Vampires...
The general gets up and walks out of the cells.
HORFAN
(C'tnd)
It appears we have some new
vampires in town...
CUT TO:
EXT. SMALL GERMAN TOWN - NIGHT
Spike and Dru have discarded the uniforms and are looking around for a place to stay before the sun comes up.
DRUSILLA
Where could it be? Where?
SPIKE
Well, that's the thing, pet.
I just don't know.
He turns around to see that Dru has disappeared.
SPIKE
Dru? Where are you, luv?
She comes running towards him.
DRUSILLA
Run, Spike, run!
Dru runs into him, wrapping her arms around his neck. He looks over to see an angry resident coming to the door of one of the houses - the door that Dru has just knocked - and shouts at them in German, raising his fist violently.
Spike bursts out laughing as he grabs Dru's hand and they run around a corner and look over a street of abandoned houses. Dru stops and looks in awe at them.
DRUSILLA
(grins)
I can hear the screams as
they're pulled out into the
darkness...
SPIKE
Yeah. Seems this street was
where they kept the Jews
before they threw 'em into
the camps.
DRUSILLA
I can sense the death.
The rubs her hands down her body.
DRUSILLA
(leaning towards Spike)
It makes me hot.
Spike grabs her and they kiss. He pushes her into the wall and hands begin to fly everywhere. She moans a little as he grabs her hair hard. He pulls away to see the smile on her face.
DRUSILLA
Don't stop sweetie... Keep on going...
Spike nods as he begins to grind himself against her.
He's pulled away suddenly by another hand and spins around to see a group of five men looking pretty aggressive. Their leader, Bill is English, from the south coast. He's in his early twenties.
BILL
Have you forgotten curfew time?
Started five hours ago...
ANGLE: he has two scars on his neck, not yet completely healed. He's a vampire and a young one at that.
Knowing his adversary, Spike smiles back.
SPIKE
Really? Wouldn't know mate.
Been busy with me girl here...
(tugs himself free of Bill's grasp)
Not sure what you're doing out.
Probably passed your bedtime.
A younger weedy-looking vampire steps forward.
WEEDY VAMP
Don't usually go for the live
ones. But I think we should
make an exception...
He lurches towards Spike who easily side-steps and pushes his face into the stone wall. He grabs the Weedy Vamp's hair and repeatedly smashes his face again and again into the wall until blood started to trickle from his broken nose. He throws him to the floor violently.
He looks at the others. They're dumbstruck. Spike just shakes his head in dismay.
SPIKE
How bloody stupid are you
lot? I'm one of you!
He morphs into his game face then kicks the Weedy Vamp in the ribs.
SPIKE
(C'tnd)
Now, what was this wanker
here saying about only going
for the dead ones?
FRENCH VAMP
(struggles to find the English words)
Um... what he meant was, uh...
that we... you know...
SPIKE
No, mate, I don't...
Spike pushes him to the floor with hardly any effort and turns to the next one.
SPIKE
Let's hope you've got a better
answer.
The cocky-looking vamp spits at Spike before realising his mistake.
Drusilla moves forward almost gracefully and thrusts her sharp nails into his eyes, pulling him down to his knees. He calls out in agony as Dru gives him a filthy glare.
DRUSILLA
You've been a naughty boy
dirtying my Spike like that.
You have to be punished...
She pulls her nails out again and stares at the blood that trickled down them.
DRUSILLA
Dirty! Dirty!
SPIKE
Now, how about you being a
little more helpful. What do
you mean by dead ones?
Bill seems a little nervous but speaks.
BILL
Well, we've spent the last few
years feeding off the bodies we
find in bombings. It's... well, it's
easier isn't it?
Spike answers his question with a punch in the face.
BILL
(C'tnd)
I answered your question!
Why'd you do that?
SPIKE
Because you're a bloody ponce,
that's why! You all are! What's
the sodding point in that? Where's
the excitement? The thrill? The
violence!?! You're almost as bad
as that poofter...
INT. HORFAN'S OFFICE - NIGHT
Horfan smiles as he looks over several newspaper cuttings and scrolls.
HORFAN
Angelus... Could it really be
him surfacing after all this time?
He looks up at Hoffmann who doesn't answer.
HORFAN
(C'tnd)
The reports do seem to
suggest a male and a female.
Angelus and Darla back after
all this time. It's been far too
long since I've seen them.
He looks over to a wall with flags and portraits of Hitler. He nods to himself.
HORFAN
I want them found and brought
here...
HOFFMANN
Sir, is that wise? After what
they've done isn't bringing them
back a really bad idea?
HORFAN
It's a good idea. Now I know
who I'm facing... that it's not
just any old couple of wannabes.
Send out thirty men. Expect
fatalities.
Hoffmann nods and gives a Nazi salute before leaving the room without saying anymore.
HORFAN
(to himself)
It appears the Order of Aurealius
is back in town. Interesting...
EXT. FORMER GHETTO - NIGHT
Spike looks over at the pathetic group of vampires while Drusilla licks the blood from her fingers.
SPIKE
Y'know, you lot need all
the sodding help you can
get. No bloody leadership.
Always figured myself as
being the big cheese. Reckon
I'd fit the part pretty well.
BILL
This is my gang.
SPIKE
(raises an eyebrow)
Gang? Get off it!
They look over the vamps who have had the crap beaten into them.
SPIKE
(C'tnd)
Boys, boys... who'd you rather
have in charge? This arse or
us two?
WEEDY VAMP
Sorry, Bill. He's got a point.
The others seem to nod in approval.
SPIKE
Good, because you're going
to come in quite handy from
now on...
He puts his arm around Dru.
SPIKE
Well, we're off to find
ourselves somewhere
to get some kip. Be here
tomorrow night or we'll
have to come and find you.
Spike and Dru walk down the street leaving the other vampires looking on in fear.
PULL BACK until we see someone jumping across the buildings. It appears to be female. She looks down at Spike and Dru and is about to jump down when a hand pulls her away.
MAN
(whispers)
Not yet.
The woman stops and walks into the shadows.
(End of Act Two)
ACT THREE
EXT. FORMER GHETTO - EVENING
Establishing shot. The sun goes down behind the buildings. Spike and Dru walk out into the street.
SPIKE
Time to check on the minions,
I think.
EXT. OUTSIDE ABANDONED SHOP - EVENING
The five vamps and several others are feeding on the body of a shopkeeper. Spike and Dru walk up to them.
SPIKE
Did you learn nothing from
me last night?
BILL
Couldn't say no to it. Found
him here a couple of minutes
ago. Seems like his neighbours
ratted on him... Executed right
out here in the street... that's
where we found him.
SPIKE
Jew?
BILL
(shakes his head)
Queer.
SPIKE
Humans. So bloody primitive.
Anything remotely different
and they do away with 'em.
Bill takes another gulp of blood.
BILL
It all tastes the same to me.
Spike grabs Bill's hair.
BILL
Ouch! Ow! Ow!
SPIKE
I think it's time you had
a little more fun.
CUT TO:
EXT. STREET - NIGHT
Spike, Dru and their gang of vamps are walking through the streets on the side of the shadows.
They hear the sound of footsteps in the distance. They all stop.
SPIKE
(whispers)
Stormtroopers.
WEEDY VAMP
Let's go. Forget it.
SPIKE
You don't have faith in me?
WEEDY VAMP
We hardly know you!
SPIKE
You've never heard the name
"Spike" before?
The weedy vamp shakes his head.
SPIKE
(C'tnd)
What the hell's coming to
this world?
(reassures them)
Me and Dru... we've done
this a thousand times. And
anyway, what's tastier than
fresh, warm German blood.
The vamps all look pretty hungry. This is a luxury to them.
SPIKE
Just do everything I say...
Spike grins.
CUT TO:
EXT. DARK ALLEYWAY - NIGHT
The Nazi troops walk passed the alley when they hear something at the other end. Holding up torches they walk down nervously. The leader motions for the others to follow.
The five vampires suddenly appear behind them, game faces on. The soldiers look scared.
BILL
Y'know, that Spike really was right.
A stake suddenly comes through his chest and he turns to dust. The others turn around to see more stormtroopers with stakes mounted at the end of their guns.
WEEDY VAMP
It's a trap!
Within seconds all of the soldiers dive onto the vamps and we hear the sound of vamps turning to dust. They pull apart until only one is left... the French vamp who is wearing dark glasses and looking terrified.
FRENCH VAMP
Please... no...
STORMTROOPER
Where are the other two?
FRENCH VAMP
I...in the old ghetto.
The Stormtrooper stakes him and turns to the others. He motions for them to follow.
CUT TO:
EXT. FORMER GHETTO - NIGHT
Spike is pretty pissed off. He pulls Dru behind him as he makes a run for it.
SPIKE
Bloody useless. No good...
why do I even bother?
DRUSILLA
With men with guns are
coming for us.
SPIKE
Not if I can bloody help it!
A whole battalion of German soldiers are stalking the streets towards them. They see them and run in their direction.
SPIKE
They're after us, pet. Too
many to fight. At least the
last lot we had didn't have guns.
Spike jumps up towards a building and climbs onto the roof. He holds his hand out for Dru's and pulls her up just as the stormtroopers run around the corner.
They look up to see Drusilla scrambling onto the roof. One raises his gun to fire but is stopped.
STORMTROOPER
Nicht feuern Sie ab!
He points for the others to climb up after them.
CUT TO:
EXT. ROOFTOPS - NIGHT
Spike is running along them. He turns to Drusilla who is having difficulty running in her dress.
SPIKE
Come on! Hurry up! We have
to... bugger.
He suddenly stops in his tracks. Twenty soldiers are already in front of him.
SPIKE
Sodding hell!
He morphs into his game face and jumps at them. The first two are knocked backwards, slipping off the sloping roof.
A set of arms grabs Spike around the neck. He throws the soldier behind him over his shoulders and into another one who falls down to the ground.
A gun points at his face. He grabs it and manages to twist the end around so it points into the face of its owner and pulls the trigger. The soldier slides down the building with a trail of blood following him and staining the tiles.
ANGLE ON: Drusilla is clawing her way through more soldiers. Two of them jump off to their certain deaths to avoid further punishment.
One of the tiles beneath Dru's feet suddenly breaks off, sending her hurtling in the direction of their enemies.
Spike turns and notices just in time. He jumps forward and holds out his hand to grab hers but is pulled down with her.
INT. HORFAN'S OFFICE - NIGHT
Several soldiers push spike and Dru into the office, one of who is bleeding from the nail marks in his cheek. They close the door behind them.
HORFAN
(with surprise)
You two...
SPIKE
You were expecting someone
else?
HORFAN
Angelus and Darla, actually.
SPIKE
Haven't seen him in years,
mate. How the bloody hell did
you get here?
HORFAN
(with authority)
I work here. And, it seems, so
do you...
Spike grimaces.
SPIKE
Don't put the high-and-mighty,
cocky-as-hell thing on me. I
remember you when you were
living in the sewers back in
London. Right smelly git you
were if I remember...
The soldiers in the room look at each other, wondering how these vampires know the general. One stare from Horfan stops them. He eyes up Spike and Dru
HORFAN
I didn't think I'd see you ever
again. There were rumours
that you'd been killed in China
nearly fifty years ago.
SPIKE
Or that's what you'd hoped...
HORFAN
Just because we used to
be rivals doesn't mean...
SPIKE
(with a laugh)
Rivals? We'd have been rivals
if you hadn't scared off everyone
I tried to sodding kill.
HORFAN
Your methods were slow!
SPIKE
I was trying to charm them!
And if it wasn't for you the
locals wouldn't have found
us out... wouldn't have forced
us out of London...
HORFAN
I think we should forget that.
SPIKE
Maybe.
Spike walks to the desk and picks up some of the scrolls.
SPIKE
Light reading, huh?
HORFAN
Sit.
DRUSILLA
No. I don't want to. They
have pins in them.
Spike looks at the seat.
SPIKE
No pet. They're quite normal.
DRUSILLA
(shakes his head)
Tiny invisible pins...
SPIKE
(to Horfan)
We'll stand.
Horfan nods and gets down on his own seat.
SPIKE
So why are we here? You didn't
kill us like the bunch of arses
we picked up back there...
HORFAN
And there's the thing, William...
SPIKE
It's Spike now...
HORFAN
Of course. Might I ask why?
SPIKE
You could, but it'd be easier
to go see the bodies with holes
in their heads thanks to me.
HORFAN
Amusing. But that's not the
point.
SPIKE
Yeah, I was thinking the same
thing.
DRUSILLA (O.S.)
The spears. They're all over
the room.
Horfan and Spike turn to her. She is looking nervously in all directions.
DRUSILLA
(C'tnd)
They point towards me...
She stops and shakes her head, tugging at her hair.
DRUSILLA
(C'tnd)
No, no, no. That's not right...
She looks at Grellik then at Spike.
DRUSILLA
(C'tnd)
They're pointing at you!
They are!
Horfan looks a little nervous for just a split second. Spike motions to Dru.
SPIKE
Hush, pet.
(to Horfan)
So how exactly did you manage
to get yourself on the losing side
of this war? Thought you had
more sense than that.
Horfan nods at Spike's presumption.
HORFAN
The losing side... yes... And
therein lies my problem,
William. You probably travel
around and don't get much news...
SPIKE
Don't patronise me. I pinch
newspapers.
DRUSILLA
He can't read the gibberish
but we look at all the pretty
pictures...
SPIKE
I do know a smattering of
German, Dru honey.
Dru starts to flick through the books on the shelves paying no real attention to the conversation.
HORFAN
Whatever the case may be, you
clearly know that Germany is
losing this war. Despite our best
intentions, of course, things have
gone dramatically downhill since
the Normandy landings. The reason
can only be the weak leader.
SPIKE
Yeah, I heard old Adolf was all
talk no balls... or rather one ball...
but that talk's got a lot of power
behind it. He's an evil git. You
have to respect him for that.
HORFAN
(bitterly)
But he's human. He's flawed.
If this country is to win, if it's
to dominate the globe, it needs
a strong leader!
SPIKE
And that'd be you, I take it?
HORFAN
Naturally. You can't deny that
I'm not in a good position. And,
of course, there are ways that
the power will fall into my hands.
He holds out his brown scaly hands and looks at something that isn't there. He stops and puts them back onto his desk.
HORFAN
(C'tnd)
Maybe with your help I could
make the world a better place
for both of our kinds.
SPIKE
(suspiciously)
And how exactly are you
planning on that then?
HORFAN
I have... methods.
SPIKE
Magic related methods?
Horfan says nothing. He stares at Spike in silence for several seconds.
HORFAN
Well?
SPIKE
How about I tell you to bugger off.
HORFAN
I'm offering you great power.
SPIKE
Mate, if there's power to be had
then I'd rather have it myself
rather than share it with some
would-be dictator like you. Sorry,
it ain't gonna happen.
Spike gets to his feet and grabs Drusilla's arm, roughly pulling her towards the door.
SPIKE
We're going, pet.
DRUSILLA
(grinning)
My Spike's being assertive. Grrr...
Horfan stands up. He's not happy.
HORFAN
You'll regret this! Everything is
in motion. You've given up your
chance to...
Spike dives at Horfan, ready to kill him but ends up having soldiers pull him off.
HORFAN
(to soldiers)
Take them away and dispose of them.
(to Spike)
I really wish it had been Angelus.
SPIKE
(struggling against the guards)
Yeah, so do I!
The door closes behind them.
ACT FOUR
EXT. CONCENTRATION CAMP - MAIN - NIGHT
Several soldiers take Spike and Dru out the back of the concentration camp and get stakes ready to kill them both.
SPIKE
And you really think you can
do something with that?
THIN SOLDIER
Silence!
SPIKE
Sod that!
Spike pulls free of the soldiers holding him and pushes them back. Dru does the same.
They morph into game faces and look at the soldiers.
INT. HORFAN'S OFFICE - NIGHT
Horfan sits alone in his office, clearly disturbed by Spike's behaviour. He walks to the bookshelf and flicks his clawed finger along the various tomes. He suddenly realises that one is missing. Horror fills his eyes.
EXT. FOREST NEAR CAMP - NIGHT
Spike and Dru are walking free after killing the guards. Spike wipes some blood on his chin away and offers it to Dru who licks it from his hand.
SPIKE
I can't believe old Horfan has
those idiots working for him.
He looks over to Dru who seems to be a little uncomfortable.
SPIKE
You okay, luv?
She begins to lift up her skirt. Spike grins but Dru quickly frowns.
DRUSILLA
Not now. Naughty boy.
(pulls out a book)
The spear.
SPIKE
Looks like a book to me.
Se pokes his nose and giggles
DRUSILLA
I know that, silly. It's what he
craves but he can't have it. Oh
no. *They* want it to. And the
Duke of Stars.
SPIKE
A spear? So what. Not like we
need to make some big fuss
over it. Give me my bloody fangs
any day.
Dru kneels down and carefully places the book on the floor. She gets up and begins to dance around it, sounding out each syllable with a different movement.
DRUSILLA
It's shrouded in mystery!
SPIKE
And?
Dru stops dancing and grabs either side of his face.
DRUSILLA
Whoever unlocks its secrets...
She presses her lips against his then pulls back again.
DRUSILLA
(C'tnd)
...will rule the world.
SPIKE
Rule the world. Wait a minute...
is this what old Horfan wants?
How'd you know?
Dru's voice lowers to a whisper as she leans towards his ear.
DRUSILLA
They told me...
She points all around then jumps back as if in shock.
Spike picks the book up from the floor and opens it.
SPIKE
(reads)
"The Spear of Destiny... used at
the Crucifixion to wound the side
of Christ."
(looks up)
You know I'm not too keen on
that religious stuff. You know
what crosses do to us...
DRUSILLA
Keep reading! Keep reading!
ANGLE: from the darkness of the trees two familiar figures watch the vampires.
SPIKE (O.S.)
"According to legend, possession
of the Spear would bring its owner
the power to conquer the world,
but losing it would bring immediate
death."
ENGLISH WOMAN
So they know...
ENGLISH MAN
Not yet. But they will. We
must wait.
ANGLE: Spike continues to read while Dru waits attentively.
SPIKE
"...and eventually came to be in
the possession of the Hapsberg
Dynasty..."
(stops reading)
You know, pet, I've been a bit
bored recently. Maybe this'll
give us something to with our
time. At least for the duration
of this bleeding war.
DRU
I'm going to be a queen.
SPIKE
Of the world, luv, of the world...
TITLE CARD: TO BE CONTINUED
BLACK OUT
By Noggins and Me
Based on characters created by Joss Whedon
1.01: "The World Back Then."
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I started working on this as a straight fanfic in my main account but since I started it as a script project with a friend of mine from the script challenge I decided to put it here.
I have started brainstorming for a sequel to the Buffy series that was written before and it should be in the works soon...
TEASER
TITLE CARD: CHINA - 1901
INT. CHINA - DARLA'S APARTMENT - NIGHT
Darla is alone, looking out through a smashed window. Angel has just out of it (as seen in "Darla"). The door bursts open and she spins around, slightly hopeful but is sorely disappointed.
DARLA
(bitterly)
You...
Spike swaggers in with his arm around Drusilla. They're drunk on a mixture of blood, alcohol and passion. Spike looks at the window but pretends not to notice.
SPIKE
So, Darla luv... where's
the big man himself?
DRUSILLA
Yes. Where is Angelus? He
missed a wonderful party.
They danced in before we
drunk their blood.
SPIKE
Yeah. Mighta been the burning
coals we had them on though,
pet. Tends to make them get
all jumpy.
Darla really isn't listening. Spike disengages from Dru and walks to her.
SPIKE
(C'tnd)
So where'd he go? I'm guessing
the big hole in the window is
a sign we're not wanted anymore.
DARLA
(Angrily, with game face)
How dare you say...
(calms herself)
He'll be back.
SPIKE
Oh aye?
DARLA
He's gone to... find himself.
SPIKE
Always thought he was a poof...
maybe he'll work it out himself
now...
Darla is about to punch his face in when Dru begins to sob.
DRUSILLA
The family is breaking up...
make it stop. Make it stop.
SPIKE
Nice bit of timing... and she
has a point? What happens
now?
DARLA
I'm going back to the Master.
Maybe he'll forgive me.
DRUSILLA
Yes! We could go with him
and he'll feed up kitten's
blood in egg cups.
DARLA
(a little reluctantly)
Uh, yes... Well, you can join
me if you like.
Spike shakes his head.
SPIKE
Maybe it's just me but I'm not
really up for a life of servitude
to some wrinkly old bugger.
He walks over to Drusilla and puts his arm around her.
SPIKE
(C'tnd)
I was thinking maybe we'd
make our own way in the
world. Y'know, get a name for
ourselves.
DRUSILLA
(laughs a little)
I already like my name. I
don't want a new one.
SPIKE
(to Darla)
I think going our separate ways
might be a good idea. I'm not
really suited to life underground,
y'know.
DARLA
(smiles, "thank God")
Fine. Your loss.
There's a knock at the door.
DARLA
(C'tnd)
Come in!
A young Chinese boy enters.
BOY
Your coach has arrived, ma'am.
DARLA
Good.
(to Spike and Dru)
You can have him if you like.
Spike snaps the boys neck. His body slumps to the floor.
SPIKE
Nah. Not really hungry right now.
EXT. CHINA - OUTSIDE DARLA'S APARTMENT - NIGHT
Darla opens the door to the coach. Spike and Dru follow her out.
COACHMAN
Right, milady. You haven't
got any luggage?
DARLA
I'm travelling light.
COACHMAN
It's a long journey. You may
need to bring food.
DARLA
(smiles sweetly)
Oh, I'll get by.
She climbs into the coach.
DRUSILLA
Goodbye grandma.
DARLA
(uninterested)
Yeah.
The coachman whips the reigns and the horse pulls the coach into the distance. Spike and Dru watch it go.
DRUSILLA
(nervously)
What do we do now, Spike?
SPIKE
The world is at our fingertips,
luv and we're gonna explore it.
(looks wistfully into the distance)
We're going to rule this world,
pet... Who knows where we'll
be in a hundred years?
Dru smiles.
CREDITS
ACT ONE
TITLE CARD: SUNNYDALE - MAY 2002
EXT. MAGIC BOX - DAY
Establishing shot.
XANDER (V.O.)
I don't even know why
we're doing this.
INT. MAGIC BOX - MAIN - DAY
Xander and Giles are looking at various large books. Xander is thoroughly bored. Spike and Buffy are sparring at the back of the room.
XANDER
I could be back home for
the opening night of 'Attack of
the Clones' but no! Giles has
to drag us on this wild goose
chase.
SPIKE
Wild demon chase really...
XANDER
What? We can't have demon
geese. How prejudiced is that?
Spike and Buffy join them from the other side of the room.
GILES
You know that this is important.
XANDER
But give me good old monster
books any day... But "The Guide
to the Hofberg Treasure House!"
You're getting slack, Giles!
GILES
The demons have originated
from Austria. We know that
they've stolen an artefact from
the museum and the only hope
of restoring it to its former power
is at the Hellmouth.
SPIKE
(a little edgy)
What artefact exactly? That's the
bit you left out.
GILES
The, uh... the Spear of Destiny
whatever that may be.
If there was any colour in Spike's face it would have drained away. Buffy notices this.
BUFFY
What is it? Have you heard of it?
Spike looks in a book at an image of the spear. It is shown separated into three parts in a display case. Spike knows exactly what it is.
SPIKE
No. Never heard of it.
TITLE CARD: GERMANY - APRIL 1945
EXT. GUARD POST - CONCENTRATION CAMP - GERMANY - NIGHT
The only light is from the moon. Two German guards stand together with their rifles ready. They seem to be dozing off. We hear a twig snap and one of them looks up suddenly. The first one points towards the trees and the squint to look into the undergrowth.
CLOSE UP: on the face of the first guard. His eyes open wide and he begins to scream but a female hand covers his mouth, the nails digging into his face.
The other soldier turns around quickly but two hands snap his neck. He falls to the floor dead.
The first guard drops to the ground too, two puncture marks in his neck.
PULL UP to show Spike and Drusilla. Blood is dripping from Dru's mouth.
SPIKE
Careful, pet... might mess his
nice little uniform up.
He begins to take the jacket from one of the guards and holds it up to himself.
SPIKE
Think it's my colour?
DRUSILLA
(grins)
Oh, Spike... The turtle looked
after his mind but his heart
was still open...
(cradles the guard's helmet)
Poor turtle. All alone now.
SPIKE
It's a helmet, luv...
DRUSILLA
I know that!
She places it on her head and spins around a little. She holds her head, seeming a little dizzy.
DRUSILLA
The Duke of stars is coming
you know... and we have to
be ready.
SPIKE
Just put it on.
He moves closer to her and they kiss. He licks the blood from her lower lip.
EXT. CONCENTRATION CAMP - MAIN - NIGHT
We cut to several minutes later as Spike and Dru sneak into the camp now wearing the guard's uniforms. Drusilla keeps tugging at her stolen uniform, trying to get it to fit her right but with no real success.
She begins to wander off, absently muttering to herself.
DRUSILLA
I can feel his soul in my mouth.
He had a girl... a nice girl... she
smelt of tulips in the morning...
so fresh... so...
She's suddenly pulled into a corner by Spike. Several soldiers march passed and don't notice them. Spike glares at Dru but she just bursts into giggles.
DRUSILLA
Tulips. In. The. Morning.
SPIKE
Shh... we might get caught.
C'mon...
He guides her carefully around the corner again having checked that the guards are gone. They run forward a little faster. Another alcove is in sight, a little closer to their destination than the last. Only a few more steps and they'll be there...
OFFICER
Sie zwei! Warum sind Sie
nicht auf Ihrem Posten?
{Subtitles: You two! Why
aren't you at your post?}
Dru turns around smiling sweetly. The officer looks a bit confused but then smiles with realisation.
OFFICER
Ah. Achso. Na gut, man soll
das Private und die Arbeit
voneinander trennen.
{Subtitles: Ah. I see. Well
you should keep your affairs
off duty.}
SPIKE
Sorry, mate. Never been too
good at these here European
languages.
(cocky grin)
Could you say it again in English?
The officer suddenly looks pretty panicked. He reaches for his gun.
OFFICER
Engländer!
Dru vamps out and bites him. He tries to scream out but she breaks his neck.
SPIKE
Good work, luv. Now... where
were we?
INT. CONCENTRATION CAMP - CELLS - NIGHT
Several women huddle their children in the small cramped space. There are several quiet murmurs at the sound of the main doors opening. A child runs from his mother's arms in an act of self-preservation.
The moonlight coming from the open door makes the two figures entering appear as silhouettes. A few people move further back as they step in, allowing a stray beam of light to show the features of the one in front.
SPIKE
Bloody hell, look at the state
of this place.
MAN
Englisch!
A young girl comes running towards them.
GIRL
Sie sind gekommen, um uns
zu retten!
She tries to hug Spike but he pushes her away. She falls backwards and hits the floor with a thud. Dru walks forward and kneels down in front of the girl.
DRUSILLA
Poor little lady. Did Spike treat
you bad? He's a naughty Spike.
He'll be punished later.
Spike shakes his head as he walks towards a woman in her late twenties who is holding a child to her chest.
SPIKE
Oh, c'mon luv. Let's not give
them the wrong impression of us...
The woman looks at Spike and speaks in very rough English.
WOMAN
You rescue us?
SPIKE
Rescue? Did I mention
rescuing?
DRUSILLA
I don't recall. Hee hee.
They're silly.
SPIKE
Nah, we're not here to rescue
you. Whatever gave you
that idea?
Spike and Dru morph into their game faces. Dru pulls the girl closer to her and bites.
Havoc ensues. Every begins to run.
SPIKE
Run all you like! Makes the
blood all the more fresh!
(looks down, smiles)
And speaking of fresh...
He looks down at the woman with the baby and grins, flashing his teeth.
BLACK OUT
EXT. CONCENTRATION CAMP - MAIN - NIGHT
Spike and Dru leave the cells and looks around. They run into the darkness giggling a little. An alarm begins to sound loudly as ten soldiers run to the cells only to find the door wide open, swinging on its hinges and a trail of blood slowly trickling from inside.
They all look nervous as they raise their torches and look into the cells. One of them runs aside to vomit.
ANGLE: through the door we can just make out the result of the massacre - nearly two hundred bodies piled up neatly, some with puncture wounds in their necks, others with their heads drooping to one side.
One soldier signals to the most senior officer, LIEUTENANT HOFFMANN. He nods in reply.
HOFFMANN
(in English)
The general...
INT. OFFICES - CONCENTRATION CAMP - NIGHT
Hoffmann walks nervously through the corridors leading to the general's office. He gets to the general's door and knocks. There is a silence and it seems like no one has heard. He knocks again and a guard opens the door.
INT. GENERAL HORFAN'S OFFICE - NIGHT
The guard nods to Hoffmann and he walks to the desk. There is a high-backed chair behind it, which is turned away from him. A gloved hand waves to the guard.
GENERAL HORFAN
You may leave, soldier.
The guard understands and salutes before leaving. Hoffmann waits in silence for the general to address him.
HORFAN
Lieutenant, it appears that
somehow, despite nearly forty
guards, your men were unable
to prevent a break-in followed
by the massacre of nearly two
hundred Jews.
HOFFMANN
General Grellik sir... I can explain...
HORFAN
No, Lieutenant, I doubt very
much that you can.
The seat spins around and we finally see General Horfan in his full glory. He has piercing red eyes and brown scaly skin with sharp black claws on his hands. He's a demon wearing a Nazi officer's uniform.
(End of Act One)
ACT TWO
INT. GENERAL HORFAN'S OFFICE - NIGHT
Hoffmann cringes at the sight of the general. Thankfully, Horfan doesn't seem to notice.
HORFAN
This is the biggest example of
incompetence that I have ever
witnessed.
HOFFMANN
(flinches)
Sir... I...
HORFAN
(patronising)
If I wanted them dead they
would be by now. I feel I should
be hiring our killers. They would
be doing a much better job than
your men.
HOFFMANN
My men are...
HORFAN
Useless... I think is the word
you're looking for.
EXT. CONCENTRATION CAMP - MAIN - NIGHT
Horfan is storming towards the cells with Hoffmann in close pursuit, still trying to make apologies.
HOFFMANN
With all due respect, I don't
think we could have done
anything. What we saw... it
can't have been done by humans.
HORFAN
(not interested)
Really? And that's not just
you making excuses?
Horfan gets to the cells. Soldiers move out of the way for him. He walks in.
HOFFMANN
General! Many of the bodies...
Horfan kneels down in front of the pile of bodies. He looks at the neck of one of them... the woman with the baby.
HOFFMANN
(C'tnd)
...had two puncture marks in
their necks... That appears to
suggest...
Horfan turns to him. His red eyes are glowing in the darkness.
HORFAN
(almost hissing)
Vampires...
The general gets up and walks out of the cells.
HORFAN
(C'tnd)
It appears we have some new
vampires in town...
CUT TO:
EXT. SMALL GERMAN TOWN - NIGHT
Spike and Dru have discarded the uniforms and are looking around for a place to stay before the sun comes up.
DRUSILLA
Where could it be? Where?
SPIKE
Well, that's the thing, pet.
I just don't know.
He turns around to see that Dru has disappeared.
SPIKE
Dru? Where are you, luv?
She comes running towards him.
DRUSILLA
Run, Spike, run!
Dru runs into him, wrapping her arms around his neck. He looks over to see an angry resident coming to the door of one of the houses - the door that Dru has just knocked - and shouts at them in German, raising his fist violently.
Spike bursts out laughing as he grabs Dru's hand and they run around a corner and look over a street of abandoned houses. Dru stops and looks in awe at them.
DRUSILLA
(grins)
I can hear the screams as
they're pulled out into the
darkness...
SPIKE
Yeah. Seems this street was
where they kept the Jews
before they threw 'em into
the camps.
DRUSILLA
I can sense the death.
The rubs her hands down her body.
DRUSILLA
(leaning towards Spike)
It makes me hot.
Spike grabs her and they kiss. He pushes her into the wall and hands begin to fly everywhere. She moans a little as he grabs her hair hard. He pulls away to see the smile on her face.
DRUSILLA
Don't stop sweetie... Keep on going...
Spike nods as he begins to grind himself against her.
He's pulled away suddenly by another hand and spins around to see a group of five men looking pretty aggressive. Their leader, Bill is English, from the south coast. He's in his early twenties.
BILL
Have you forgotten curfew time?
Started five hours ago...
ANGLE: he has two scars on his neck, not yet completely healed. He's a vampire and a young one at that.
Knowing his adversary, Spike smiles back.
SPIKE
Really? Wouldn't know mate.
Been busy with me girl here...
(tugs himself free of Bill's grasp)
Not sure what you're doing out.
Probably passed your bedtime.
A younger weedy-looking vampire steps forward.
WEEDY VAMP
Don't usually go for the live
ones. But I think we should
make an exception...
He lurches towards Spike who easily side-steps and pushes his face into the stone wall. He grabs the Weedy Vamp's hair and repeatedly smashes his face again and again into the wall until blood started to trickle from his broken nose. He throws him to the floor violently.
He looks at the others. They're dumbstruck. Spike just shakes his head in dismay.
SPIKE
How bloody stupid are you
lot? I'm one of you!
He morphs into his game face then kicks the Weedy Vamp in the ribs.
SPIKE
(C'tnd)
Now, what was this wanker
here saying about only going
for the dead ones?
FRENCH VAMP
(struggles to find the English words)
Um... what he meant was, uh...
that we... you know...
SPIKE
No, mate, I don't...
Spike pushes him to the floor with hardly any effort and turns to the next one.
SPIKE
Let's hope you've got a better
answer.
The cocky-looking vamp spits at Spike before realising his mistake.
Drusilla moves forward almost gracefully and thrusts her sharp nails into his eyes, pulling him down to his knees. He calls out in agony as Dru gives him a filthy glare.
DRUSILLA
You've been a naughty boy
dirtying my Spike like that.
You have to be punished...
She pulls her nails out again and stares at the blood that trickled down them.
DRUSILLA
Dirty! Dirty!
SPIKE
Now, how about you being a
little more helpful. What do
you mean by dead ones?
Bill seems a little nervous but speaks.
BILL
Well, we've spent the last few
years feeding off the bodies we
find in bombings. It's... well, it's
easier isn't it?
Spike answers his question with a punch in the face.
BILL
(C'tnd)
I answered your question!
Why'd you do that?
SPIKE
Because you're a bloody ponce,
that's why! You all are! What's
the sodding point in that? Where's
the excitement? The thrill? The
violence!?! You're almost as bad
as that poofter...
INT. HORFAN'S OFFICE - NIGHT
Horfan smiles as he looks over several newspaper cuttings and scrolls.
HORFAN
Angelus... Could it really be
him surfacing after all this time?
He looks up at Hoffmann who doesn't answer.
HORFAN
(C'tnd)
The reports do seem to
suggest a male and a female.
Angelus and Darla back after
all this time. It's been far too
long since I've seen them.
He looks over to a wall with flags and portraits of Hitler. He nods to himself.
HORFAN
I want them found and brought
here...
HOFFMANN
Sir, is that wise? After what
they've done isn't bringing them
back a really bad idea?
HORFAN
It's a good idea. Now I know
who I'm facing... that it's not
just any old couple of wannabes.
Send out thirty men. Expect
fatalities.
Hoffmann nods and gives a Nazi salute before leaving the room without saying anymore.
HORFAN
(to himself)
It appears the Order of Aurealius
is back in town. Interesting...
EXT. FORMER GHETTO - NIGHT
Spike looks over at the pathetic group of vampires while Drusilla licks the blood from her fingers.
SPIKE
Y'know, you lot need all
the sodding help you can
get. No bloody leadership.
Always figured myself as
being the big cheese. Reckon
I'd fit the part pretty well.
BILL
This is my gang.
SPIKE
(raises an eyebrow)
Gang? Get off it!
They look over the vamps who have had the crap beaten into them.
SPIKE
(C'tnd)
Boys, boys... who'd you rather
have in charge? This arse or
us two?
WEEDY VAMP
Sorry, Bill. He's got a point.
The others seem to nod in approval.
SPIKE
Good, because you're going
to come in quite handy from
now on...
He puts his arm around Dru.
SPIKE
Well, we're off to find
ourselves somewhere
to get some kip. Be here
tomorrow night or we'll
have to come and find you.
Spike and Dru walk down the street leaving the other vampires looking on in fear.
PULL BACK until we see someone jumping across the buildings. It appears to be female. She looks down at Spike and Dru and is about to jump down when a hand pulls her away.
MAN
(whispers)
Not yet.
The woman stops and walks into the shadows.
(End of Act Two)
ACT THREE
EXT. FORMER GHETTO - EVENING
Establishing shot. The sun goes down behind the buildings. Spike and Dru walk out into the street.
SPIKE
Time to check on the minions,
I think.
EXT. OUTSIDE ABANDONED SHOP - EVENING
The five vamps and several others are feeding on the body of a shopkeeper. Spike and Dru walk up to them.
SPIKE
Did you learn nothing from
me last night?
BILL
Couldn't say no to it. Found
him here a couple of minutes
ago. Seems like his neighbours
ratted on him... Executed right
out here in the street... that's
where we found him.
SPIKE
Jew?
BILL
(shakes his head)
Queer.
SPIKE
Humans. So bloody primitive.
Anything remotely different
and they do away with 'em.
Bill takes another gulp of blood.
BILL
It all tastes the same to me.
Spike grabs Bill's hair.
BILL
Ouch! Ow! Ow!
SPIKE
I think it's time you had
a little more fun.
CUT TO:
EXT. STREET - NIGHT
Spike, Dru and their gang of vamps are walking through the streets on the side of the shadows.
They hear the sound of footsteps in the distance. They all stop.
SPIKE
(whispers)
Stormtroopers.
WEEDY VAMP
Let's go. Forget it.
SPIKE
You don't have faith in me?
WEEDY VAMP
We hardly know you!
SPIKE
You've never heard the name
"Spike" before?
The weedy vamp shakes his head.
SPIKE
(C'tnd)
What the hell's coming to
this world?
(reassures them)
Me and Dru... we've done
this a thousand times. And
anyway, what's tastier than
fresh, warm German blood.
The vamps all look pretty hungry. This is a luxury to them.
SPIKE
Just do everything I say...
Spike grins.
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EXT. DARK ALLEYWAY - NIGHT
The Nazi troops walk passed the alley when they hear something at the other end. Holding up torches they walk down nervously. The leader motions for the others to follow.
The five vampires suddenly appear behind them, game faces on. The soldiers look scared.
BILL
Y'know, that Spike really was right.
A stake suddenly comes through his chest and he turns to dust. The others turn around to see more stormtroopers with stakes mounted at the end of their guns.
WEEDY VAMP
It's a trap!
Within seconds all of the soldiers dive onto the vamps and we hear the sound of vamps turning to dust. They pull apart until only one is left... the French vamp who is wearing dark glasses and looking terrified.
FRENCH VAMP
Please... no...
STORMTROOPER
Where are the other two?
FRENCH VAMP
I...in the old ghetto.
The Stormtrooper stakes him and turns to the others. He motions for them to follow.
CUT TO:
EXT. FORMER GHETTO - NIGHT
Spike is pretty pissed off. He pulls Dru behind him as he makes a run for it.
SPIKE
Bloody useless. No good...
why do I even bother?
DRUSILLA
With men with guns are
coming for us.
SPIKE
Not if I can bloody help it!
A whole battalion of German soldiers are stalking the streets towards them. They see them and run in their direction.
SPIKE
They're after us, pet. Too
many to fight. At least the
last lot we had didn't have guns.
Spike jumps up towards a building and climbs onto the roof. He holds his hand out for Dru's and pulls her up just as the stormtroopers run around the corner.
They look up to see Drusilla scrambling onto the roof. One raises his gun to fire but is stopped.
STORMTROOPER
Nicht feuern Sie ab!
He points for the others to climb up after them.
CUT TO:
EXT. ROOFTOPS - NIGHT
Spike is running along them. He turns to Drusilla who is having difficulty running in her dress.
SPIKE
Come on! Hurry up! We have
to... bugger.
He suddenly stops in his tracks. Twenty soldiers are already in front of him.
SPIKE
Sodding hell!
He morphs into his game face and jumps at them. The first two are knocked backwards, slipping off the sloping roof.
A set of arms grabs Spike around the neck. He throws the soldier behind him over his shoulders and into another one who falls down to the ground.
A gun points at his face. He grabs it and manages to twist the end around so it points into the face of its owner and pulls the trigger. The soldier slides down the building with a trail of blood following him and staining the tiles.
ANGLE ON: Drusilla is clawing her way through more soldiers. Two of them jump off to their certain deaths to avoid further punishment.
One of the tiles beneath Dru's feet suddenly breaks off, sending her hurtling in the direction of their enemies.
Spike turns and notices just in time. He jumps forward and holds out his hand to grab hers but is pulled down with her.
INT. HORFAN'S OFFICE - NIGHT
Several soldiers push spike and Dru into the office, one of who is bleeding from the nail marks in his cheek. They close the door behind them.
HORFAN
(with surprise)
You two...
SPIKE
You were expecting someone
else?
HORFAN
Angelus and Darla, actually.
SPIKE
Haven't seen him in years,
mate. How the bloody hell did
you get here?
HORFAN
(with authority)
I work here. And, it seems, so
do you...
Spike grimaces.
SPIKE
Don't put the high-and-mighty,
cocky-as-hell thing on me. I
remember you when you were
living in the sewers back in
London. Right smelly git you
were if I remember...
The soldiers in the room look at each other, wondering how these vampires know the general. One stare from Horfan stops them. He eyes up Spike and Dru
HORFAN
I didn't think I'd see you ever
again. There were rumours
that you'd been killed in China
nearly fifty years ago.
SPIKE
Or that's what you'd hoped...
HORFAN
Just because we used to
be rivals doesn't mean...
SPIKE
(with a laugh)
Rivals? We'd have been rivals
if you hadn't scared off everyone
I tried to sodding kill.
HORFAN
Your methods were slow!
SPIKE
I was trying to charm them!
And if it wasn't for you the
locals wouldn't have found
us out... wouldn't have forced
us out of London...
HORFAN
I think we should forget that.
SPIKE
Maybe.
Spike walks to the desk and picks up some of the scrolls.
SPIKE
Light reading, huh?
HORFAN
Sit.
DRUSILLA
No. I don't want to. They
have pins in them.
Spike looks at the seat.
SPIKE
No pet. They're quite normal.
DRUSILLA
(shakes his head)
Tiny invisible pins...
SPIKE
(to Horfan)
We'll stand.
Horfan nods and gets down on his own seat.
SPIKE
So why are we here? You didn't
kill us like the bunch of arses
we picked up back there...
HORFAN
And there's the thing, William...
SPIKE
It's Spike now...
HORFAN
Of course. Might I ask why?
SPIKE
You could, but it'd be easier
to go see the bodies with holes
in their heads thanks to me.
HORFAN
Amusing. But that's not the
point.
SPIKE
Yeah, I was thinking the same
thing.
DRUSILLA (O.S.)
The spears. They're all over
the room.
Horfan and Spike turn to her. She is looking nervously in all directions.
DRUSILLA
(C'tnd)
They point towards me...
She stops and shakes her head, tugging at her hair.
DRUSILLA
(C'tnd)
No, no, no. That's not right...
She looks at Grellik then at Spike.
DRUSILLA
(C'tnd)
They're pointing at you!
They are!
Horfan looks a little nervous for just a split second. Spike motions to Dru.
SPIKE
Hush, pet.
(to Horfan)
So how exactly did you manage
to get yourself on the losing side
of this war? Thought you had
more sense than that.
Horfan nods at Spike's presumption.
HORFAN
The losing side... yes... And
therein lies my problem,
William. You probably travel
around and don't get much news...
SPIKE
Don't patronise me. I pinch
newspapers.
DRUSILLA
He can't read the gibberish
but we look at all the pretty
pictures...
SPIKE
I do know a smattering of
German, Dru honey.
Dru starts to flick through the books on the shelves paying no real attention to the conversation.
HORFAN
Whatever the case may be, you
clearly know that Germany is
losing this war. Despite our best
intentions, of course, things have
gone dramatically downhill since
the Normandy landings. The reason
can only be the weak leader.
SPIKE
Yeah, I heard old Adolf was all
talk no balls... or rather one ball...
but that talk's got a lot of power
behind it. He's an evil git. You
have to respect him for that.
HORFAN
(bitterly)
But he's human. He's flawed.
If this country is to win, if it's
to dominate the globe, it needs
a strong leader!
SPIKE
And that'd be you, I take it?
HORFAN
Naturally. You can't deny that
I'm not in a good position. And,
of course, there are ways that
the power will fall into my hands.
He holds out his brown scaly hands and looks at something that isn't there. He stops and puts them back onto his desk.
HORFAN
(C'tnd)
Maybe with your help I could
make the world a better place
for both of our kinds.
SPIKE
(suspiciously)
And how exactly are you
planning on that then?
HORFAN
I have... methods.
SPIKE
Magic related methods?
Horfan says nothing. He stares at Spike in silence for several seconds.
HORFAN
Well?
SPIKE
How about I tell you to bugger off.
HORFAN
I'm offering you great power.
SPIKE
Mate, if there's power to be had
then I'd rather have it myself
rather than share it with some
would-be dictator like you. Sorry,
it ain't gonna happen.
Spike gets to his feet and grabs Drusilla's arm, roughly pulling her towards the door.
SPIKE
We're going, pet.
DRUSILLA
(grinning)
My Spike's being assertive. Grrr...
Horfan stands up. He's not happy.
HORFAN
You'll regret this! Everything is
in motion. You've given up your
chance to...
Spike dives at Horfan, ready to kill him but ends up having soldiers pull him off.
HORFAN
(to soldiers)
Take them away and dispose of them.
(to Spike)
I really wish it had been Angelus.
SPIKE
(struggling against the guards)
Yeah, so do I!
The door closes behind them.
ACT FOUR
EXT. CONCENTRATION CAMP - MAIN - NIGHT
Several soldiers take Spike and Dru out the back of the concentration camp and get stakes ready to kill them both.
SPIKE
And you really think you can
do something with that?
THIN SOLDIER
Silence!
SPIKE
Sod that!
Spike pulls free of the soldiers holding him and pushes them back. Dru does the same.
They morph into game faces and look at the soldiers.
INT. HORFAN'S OFFICE - NIGHT
Horfan sits alone in his office, clearly disturbed by Spike's behaviour. He walks to the bookshelf and flicks his clawed finger along the various tomes. He suddenly realises that one is missing. Horror fills his eyes.
EXT. FOREST NEAR CAMP - NIGHT
Spike and Dru are walking free after killing the guards. Spike wipes some blood on his chin away and offers it to Dru who licks it from his hand.
SPIKE
I can't believe old Horfan has
those idiots working for him.
He looks over to Dru who seems to be a little uncomfortable.
SPIKE
You okay, luv?
She begins to lift up her skirt. Spike grins but Dru quickly frowns.
DRUSILLA
Not now. Naughty boy.
(pulls out a book)
The spear.
SPIKE
Looks like a book to me.
Se pokes his nose and giggles
DRUSILLA
I know that, silly. It's what he
craves but he can't have it. Oh
no. *They* want it to. And the
Duke of Stars.
SPIKE
A spear? So what. Not like we
need to make some big fuss
over it. Give me my bloody fangs
any day.
Dru kneels down and carefully places the book on the floor. She gets up and begins to dance around it, sounding out each syllable with a different movement.
DRUSILLA
It's shrouded in mystery!
SPIKE
And?
Dru stops dancing and grabs either side of his face.
DRUSILLA
Whoever unlocks its secrets...
She presses her lips against his then pulls back again.
DRUSILLA
(C'tnd)
...will rule the world.
SPIKE
Rule the world. Wait a minute...
is this what old Horfan wants?
How'd you know?
Dru's voice lowers to a whisper as she leans towards his ear.
DRUSILLA
They told me...
She points all around then jumps back as if in shock.
Spike picks the book up from the floor and opens it.
SPIKE
(reads)
"The Spear of Destiny... used at
the Crucifixion to wound the side
of Christ."
(looks up)
You know I'm not too keen on
that religious stuff. You know
what crosses do to us...
DRUSILLA
Keep reading! Keep reading!
ANGLE: from the darkness of the trees two familiar figures watch the vampires.
SPIKE (O.S.)
"According to legend, possession
of the Spear would bring its owner
the power to conquer the world,
but losing it would bring immediate
death."
ENGLISH WOMAN
So they know...
ENGLISH MAN
Not yet. But they will. We
must wait.
ANGLE: Spike continues to read while Dru waits attentively.
SPIKE
"...and eventually came to be in
the possession of the Hapsberg
Dynasty..."
(stops reading)
You know, pet, I've been a bit
bored recently. Maybe this'll
give us something to with our
time. At least for the duration
of this bleeding war.
DRU
I'm going to be a queen.
SPIKE
Of the world, luv, of the world...
TITLE CARD: TO BE CONTINUED
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