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Summary: Spike and Drusilla are in town and they cause havoc by bringing in the Doppelgängers from the episode 'Doppelgängland.'
Buffy Fan Fiction.
'It's me-no wait... dark, evil me.....'.
Chapter 1 - Phoserthus.
"Spike." Drusilla whispered.
"Yes Dru?" Spike walked out from the shadows and put his arms over Drusilla's shoulders.
"When are we having for dinner? My stomach is growling like an angry puppy. Are you going to get me a puppy Spike?" She asked her eyes searching the gloomy room, almost looking for the puppy.
"I'll take you out for food, later," He smiled. "Once that demons here. He'll put a stop to that bloody Slayer."
"Your ideas are glowing from your brain." Drusilla said turning around to face him and putting her fingers on his forehead. "I can feel it Spike, this is it. This is the winning one!"
"It definitely is Dru. Definitely." Spike replied and kissed the top of her head. There was a knock at the door. "Coming."
It was a summers afternoon and Buffy, Willow and Xander were at Giles door.
"Oh hello." Giles said, "Come in. I have some valuable information for you."
"On what?" Answered Buffy confused.
"On a new demon in town, what else?" He walked into the kitchen to grab a note from the kitchen side.
"Typical Giles." Xander said happily, "Always eager to make every day into another night fighting."
"This demon is called Phoserthus. He is known, throughout the world, to be able to jump in and out of time and dimensions and bring things from them. He looks," Giles turned the page, "Like this." Buffy leant over. She saw a sketch of a demon with a black coat on, yellow skin and large eyes.
"He's not a pretty one, but then again slaying is not pretty."
"So, where do we find him?" Willow asked.
"Well he has a lot of energy following him so a simple spell on traces of energy should lead us to him. Also, the plants and small animals he passes dies because of the essence of time that is on him, as he jumps in and out of it so often." Giles replied, rambling on a bit.
"I'll do the spell!" Willow responded quickly. "Tonight. I will. Buffy and Xander meet me at my house at eight."
"You, vampire, called on me." A tall demon with very yellow, wrinkly skin and a long black cloak pointed to Spike. Spike took his silver lighter from his pocket and lit his cigarette.
"Took you long enough." He answered smiling.
"You dare to cheek the great Phoserthus! I will dust you vampire!" Phoserthus' eyes were large and pointed at either end. They stared at Spike and Spike noticing this moved quickly but looked down to find out he was in the air. Phoserthus' hands clenched and stretched out at Spike and Drusilla stepped forward. Her face changed to become terrifying and bumpy. With her teeth baring a she said firmly.
"Let him go." Phoserthus looked at her strangely. "Let him go now." Drusilla edged forward.
"Im fine up here Dru." Spike called down.
"Drusilla is that you?" Phoserthus said his voice suddenly changed to be less deep. "Its me! Phoserthus. Don't you remember about two hundred and fifty years ago? You and Angelus in a field near London? You were frightening a young teenage couple?" Drusilla thought for a moment and answered.
"Yes. I remember them well." She smiled with a crazy look on her face. "And you were talking to Angelus."
"Yes, yes, that's it and how is evil Angelus these days? Still reeking havoc on people life?"
"Angel has got himself a soul."
"No! How did that happen?" Phoserthus said in a disbelieving voice.
"The Slayer and.." Spike interrupted.
"Ohey! Im still up here!" He yelled angrily.
"Sorry mate! If I knew you were with Drusilla then I wouldn't have."
"Just get me down bloody now!" Spike fell down hard, while Drusilla was telling Phoserthus about Angel. Spike stood up and grabbed Phoserthus' shoulder
"Now, let me tell you what I summoned you for." He said with an evil grin.
Summary: Spike and Drusilla are in town and they cause havoc by bringing in the Doppelgängers from the episode 'Doppelgängland.'
Buffy Fan Fiction.
'It's me-no wait... dark, evil me.....'.
Chapter 1 - Phoserthus.
"Spike." Drusilla whispered.
"Yes Dru?" Spike walked out from the shadows and put his arms over Drusilla's shoulders.
"When are we having for dinner? My stomach is growling like an angry puppy. Are you going to get me a puppy Spike?" She asked her eyes searching the gloomy room, almost looking for the puppy.
"I'll take you out for food, later," He smiled. "Once that demons here. He'll put a stop to that bloody Slayer."
"Your ideas are glowing from your brain." Drusilla said turning around to face him and putting her fingers on his forehead. "I can feel it Spike, this is it. This is the winning one!"
"It definitely is Dru. Definitely." Spike replied and kissed the top of her head. There was a knock at the door. "Coming."
It was a summers afternoon and Buffy, Willow and Xander were at Giles door.
"Oh hello." Giles said, "Come in. I have some valuable information for you."
"On what?" Answered Buffy confused.
"On a new demon in town, what else?" He walked into the kitchen to grab a note from the kitchen side.
"Typical Giles." Xander said happily, "Always eager to make every day into another night fighting."
"This demon is called Phoserthus. He is known, throughout the world, to be able to jump in and out of time and dimensions and bring things from them. He looks," Giles turned the page, "Like this." Buffy leant over. She saw a sketch of a demon with a black coat on, yellow skin and large eyes.
"He's not a pretty one, but then again slaying is not pretty."
"So, where do we find him?" Willow asked.
"Well he has a lot of energy following him so a simple spell on traces of energy should lead us to him. Also, the plants and small animals he passes dies because of the essence of time that is on him, as he jumps in and out of it so often." Giles replied, rambling on a bit.
"I'll do the spell!" Willow responded quickly. "Tonight. I will. Buffy and Xander meet me at my house at eight."
"You, vampire, called on me." A tall demon with very yellow, wrinkly skin and a long black cloak pointed to Spike. Spike took his silver lighter from his pocket and lit his cigarette.
"Took you long enough." He answered smiling.
"You dare to cheek the great Phoserthus! I will dust you vampire!" Phoserthus' eyes were large and pointed at either end. They stared at Spike and Spike noticing this moved quickly but looked down to find out he was in the air. Phoserthus' hands clenched and stretched out at Spike and Drusilla stepped forward. Her face changed to become terrifying and bumpy. With her teeth baring a she said firmly.
"Let him go." Phoserthus looked at her strangely. "Let him go now." Drusilla edged forward.
"Im fine up here Dru." Spike called down.
"Drusilla is that you?" Phoserthus said his voice suddenly changed to be less deep. "Its me! Phoserthus. Don't you remember about two hundred and fifty years ago? You and Angelus in a field near London? You were frightening a young teenage couple?" Drusilla thought for a moment and answered.
"Yes. I remember them well." She smiled with a crazy look on her face. "And you were talking to Angelus."
"Yes, yes, that's it and how is evil Angelus these days? Still reeking havoc on people life?"
"Angel has got himself a soul."
"No! How did that happen?" Phoserthus said in a disbelieving voice.
"The Slayer and.." Spike interrupted.
"Ohey! Im still up here!" He yelled angrily.
"Sorry mate! If I knew you were with Drusilla then I wouldn't have."
"Just get me down bloody now!" Spike fell down hard, while Drusilla was telling Phoserthus about Angel. Spike stood up and grabbed Phoserthus' shoulder
"Now, let me tell you what I summoned you for." He said with an evil grin.