Crypt's Note: This takes place right after Crush. A distraught Spike is determined to make Buffy love him. Through this he seeks the help of a demon who realises this could be a chance to destroy the slayer once and for all. The only way to reverse the spell is something that even the slayer wouldn't do…would she?
This is a Spuffy rated fan fic. But the Spuffy will come later ok?
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Chapter 1"Bitch!" Spike roared, "I'll bloody show her." He picked up a bottle of wine and threw it against the crypt wall. Satisfied with the red stain and the loud shattering of glass.
"Thinks she's better than me, thinks she can walk all over me. I'll show her." Pacing the crypt clearly angry, fists clenched and teeth grit.
How dare she? He thought. How dare she treat him like that? Spike slumped into an old battered chair and glared at the wine dripping down the wall.
There had been rumours about a demon that had knowledge on magic and vengeance spells. Maybe he should pay him a visit? Yeah, that's what he'd do.
Standing up Spike grabbed his coat and headed for the door he stepped outside. "Bitch." He cursed, and then walked off towards town.
Buffy pulled a face; she looked in the mirror and twisted a lock of hair in her fingers, defiantly needs a scrunchie. She thought and grabbed a black one from her desk. Pulling her hair into a loose bobble she grabbed her coat and headed for the door.
"Mom I'm going out on patrol!" She called "Giles will be over in a few minutes." She opened the door "Or Giles could be over here now." She said letting her watcher in.
"Bye." Buffy said to Giles as she closed the door behind her. Right where was I? Yes cemetery. Well where else would you go to hunt down vampires?
Spike knocked loudly on the door. "Better be in." He growled to himself. The door opened.
A thin pale man with long fingers and thick round glasses came to the door. "Spike I presume?" The man said, his voice a sort of hiss.
Spike looked at him "Good call," He said. Really not liking this guy, Spike thought.
The man chuckled "Not many people do." He said as if knowing what Spike was thinking.
The man led Spike inside and sat at a desk. "What is it you need my help with Mr. Spike?" The man asked.
Spike pulled a face "Well why don't you look in my mind again and find out yourself?"
"Do you want my help or not?" The man asked. Spike nodded.
"I'm having woman trouble," Spike began but the man interrupted.
"I'm a demon Mr. Spike I can't work miracles."
Spike growled, "As I was saying, this bitch thinks she's better than me,"
"And you want her to see how it feels to be you for a change?" The man asked.
Spike nodded. "Yeah, that's right." He handed over a large wad of cash. "Think you can do it?"
The man nodded. "Oh I think I can handle this." He told Spike.
"How will I know if it works?" Spike asked as the man showed him to the door.
"Oh you'll know Mr. Spike." The man told him and closed the door.
Spike raised an eyebrow. Odd man didn't like him.
Well at least he'd sort that bitch out right?