Title: The shell without Humanity
Rating:PG-13
Disclaimer:Not smart enough, or enough money so it ain't mine. DAMN YOU WHEDON!
Summary: AU on Grave. During, not after so it's more original than most.
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"Your always saving someone, It's kinda pesky."
She couldn't believe this was the person who once helped her with her French homework. Funny what memories get called up in a time of crisis. It's unbelievable that the person trying to kill them now once was her best friend. It hurts so much to fight her, but some things you don't get to choose. Especially when your friend tries to kill the man who you consider a father. I can see it in his eyes, how much this hurts him. But there's no time, got to try and stop her.
The person in question looks at the fire considering something, then suddenly jerks as if shocked. For a moment she seems to be somewhere else. Eyes half closed, fluttering. Thinking or witnessing something far away. The two others cautiously approach trying to figure out how they can use this to there advantage. Both hopeful that this will be a turning point. Willows eyes suddenly snap open and they're on the defensive. But She seems shocked for a moment. Her voice almost seemed normal for once.
"Wow. Wasn't expecting that."
Buffy takes this as a chance. Maybe she could reach her.
"Willow…"
At the sound of her name Willows snaps to attention. Looking intently at her with a cruel smile. Buffy instantly regretted calling her attention. They had both seen the expression of Willows face. It's when something new is added to a already thought up plan. Her and Giles both knew things were going to get worse. They just didn't know how much.
"This is too good to pass up."
Her voice was even crueler than before. Solid ice in the air.
"You save a lot of people. You're the holier than thou saint of Sunnydale. But you manage to mess up a lot. I mean look at your track record with the men in your life."
Buffy was frozen in the spot with her words. This was her one insecurity above all else.
"Your dad couldn't stand to be with you so he left. The first man you slept with became evil maniac and tried to kill us all. Even when Angel got his soul back he left because of you. Then you couldn't satisfy Riley so he bolted. Hell even Giles didn't want to deal with you. "
At this Giles tried to intervene, but found he couldn't move or speak. Willow was zeroing on Buffy, and it seemed his slayer was standing defiant, but he knew it was hurting her. The fact it was her friend saying this or the words themselves, he didn't know.
Her stomach was in knots. She tried to tell herself that Willow was just trying to hurt her, which in itself she thought would never happen, but inside she felt as if a pin pricked her heart with each word.
"Funniest thing is, the one thing that stuck with you through almost all of it, was a vampire who hated you in the beginning. Whether trying to kill you or hopelessly in love with you. He was there. But I see he finally split because of you."
Buffy cringed.
"But he has a surprise for you. Something I think you should be proud of being the cause."
Willows hand shot forth and the roof seemed to tear like paper. She had opened a portal but to where? A form dropped through, a man, smacking into the ground with a sickening thud. *Not him, please not him* . She didn't move to protect him. She just stared at the wayward witch who had a smile that sent shivers down Gile's spine.
Buffy finally tore her gaze from that cruel pale face and set it on another. He was face up and looked to be unconscious. It wasn't until she got a good look at him that she stepped away in horror. Spike to say it kindly, was a mess. He was burned horribly in different spots, looks like he had been ina huge fight, bruises where everywhere. Some weird, what she would call, insect bites covered his body. And finally a charred hand print in the middle of his chest.
"Wakey, wakey"
Willows eerily cheery voice brings her out of the trance she was in. Though the words weren't meant for her. Spikes eyes snapped open and sat up suddenly. She could tell from the gasp of pain that the movement had irritated his wounds. He actually didn't seem to realize the state of his body. He looked up at buffy with the most innocent face she had seen on him.
"Where am I?"
She definitely didn't recognize the voice. It was raspy, yes, but the brogue accent he once had was clipped and sounded more like Giles. Spike then took in his surroundings, and for a brief moment she thought he looked frightened. But this was Spike, a very beaten and bloodied Spike, but the same vampire she had know for years. Right?
"Spike…"
Buffy's voice was a whisper. But he reacted like she had screamed at him. Snapping his head in her direction. He seemed confused for a moment then it looked like a wave crashed down on him. His eyes filled and overflowed with tears and started to sob in earnest. Buffy's mind reeled, she had never seen spike cry. *he almost looks like…* The shock rolled through her with the realization.
"So what do you think? I mean he's by far the strongest of all the men in your life. Then he fell in love with you. Now look at him. Bleeding, broken, and sobbing like a little baby. Bravo Buffy."
The words almost didn't penetrate her mind, but the clapping did. Her eyes shot to the figure that she once considered her best friend. Willow's face almost cracked from the smile on her face. Her eyes soon moved from Buffy's face to the sobbing form."
"Spike."
Her tone was kind and motherly, but her malicious intent was betrayed by her eyes. Surprisingly this brought his attention to her. She waved.
"Bye"
Willows words didn't give Buffy time to react before fire and lightning shot from her hand swallowing him. The fire burned around him and allowed him a single scream of pain before the fire disappeared with him.
Buffy tried to lung for him, but found she couldn't move. He was gone, and she had killed him. The tears welled up and she barely held in her scream.
"Don't look so sad, he isn't dead. I though you gave me more credit than that."
The calms and cruel smoothness of the witches voice angered Buffy to no end. It showed in her voice.
"What did you do to him?
"Put him somewhere where he could ruminate and ponder without you being pesky and saving him. I don't think you'll be seeing him anytime soon. There are no actual portals to the place where I sent him. Course I don't think he'll be coherent enough to recognize you even if you were there.
Tears started to slide down Buffy's cheeks. He had a soul, and he was alone. It hurt as much as putting a sword through angel. She noticed Willow sway a bit which brought her hand to her head. Her eyes had returned to normal but still retained their cruelty when they fell on Giles.
"Takes a lot out of you all this portal creating. Course I have Giles here to freshen me up."
It looked as if Her and Giles feet weren't the only one glued to the floor. Willow couldn't move. She looked down in confusion. Waved her hands at her feet trying to magic them, but found she couldn't. The witch looked at her hands for a moment then whipped around, searching the room.
"Alright which of you lame ass scoobies is blocking my magic!"
The anger and confusion was evident in Willow's voice. The answer she got, no one had expected.
"Ya know, I've been waiting for so long to be considered a scoobie."
Everyone's head whipped to the door of the magic box. Standing there, leaning causally against the cracked door frame was Spike.
Rating:PG-13
Disclaimer:Not smart enough, or enough money so it ain't mine. DAMN YOU WHEDON!
Summary: AU on Grave. During, not after so it's more original than most.
++++
"Your always saving someone, It's kinda pesky."
She couldn't believe this was the person who once helped her with her French homework. Funny what memories get called up in a time of crisis. It's unbelievable that the person trying to kill them now once was her best friend. It hurts so much to fight her, but some things you don't get to choose. Especially when your friend tries to kill the man who you consider a father. I can see it in his eyes, how much this hurts him. But there's no time, got to try and stop her.
The person in question looks at the fire considering something, then suddenly jerks as if shocked. For a moment she seems to be somewhere else. Eyes half closed, fluttering. Thinking or witnessing something far away. The two others cautiously approach trying to figure out how they can use this to there advantage. Both hopeful that this will be a turning point. Willows eyes suddenly snap open and they're on the defensive. But She seems shocked for a moment. Her voice almost seemed normal for once.
"Wow. Wasn't expecting that."
Buffy takes this as a chance. Maybe she could reach her.
"Willow…"
At the sound of her name Willows snaps to attention. Looking intently at her with a cruel smile. Buffy instantly regretted calling her attention. They had both seen the expression of Willows face. It's when something new is added to a already thought up plan. Her and Giles both knew things were going to get worse. They just didn't know how much.
"This is too good to pass up."
Her voice was even crueler than before. Solid ice in the air.
"You save a lot of people. You're the holier than thou saint of Sunnydale. But you manage to mess up a lot. I mean look at your track record with the men in your life."
Buffy was frozen in the spot with her words. This was her one insecurity above all else.
"Your dad couldn't stand to be with you so he left. The first man you slept with became evil maniac and tried to kill us all. Even when Angel got his soul back he left because of you. Then you couldn't satisfy Riley so he bolted. Hell even Giles didn't want to deal with you. "
At this Giles tried to intervene, but found he couldn't move or speak. Willow was zeroing on Buffy, and it seemed his slayer was standing defiant, but he knew it was hurting her. The fact it was her friend saying this or the words themselves, he didn't know.
Her stomach was in knots. She tried to tell herself that Willow was just trying to hurt her, which in itself she thought would never happen, but inside she felt as if a pin pricked her heart with each word.
"Funniest thing is, the one thing that stuck with you through almost all of it, was a vampire who hated you in the beginning. Whether trying to kill you or hopelessly in love with you. He was there. But I see he finally split because of you."
Buffy cringed.
"But he has a surprise for you. Something I think you should be proud of being the cause."
Willows hand shot forth and the roof seemed to tear like paper. She had opened a portal but to where? A form dropped through, a man, smacking into the ground with a sickening thud. *Not him, please not him* . She didn't move to protect him. She just stared at the wayward witch who had a smile that sent shivers down Gile's spine.
Buffy finally tore her gaze from that cruel pale face and set it on another. He was face up and looked to be unconscious. It wasn't until she got a good look at him that she stepped away in horror. Spike to say it kindly, was a mess. He was burned horribly in different spots, looks like he had been ina huge fight, bruises where everywhere. Some weird, what she would call, insect bites covered his body. And finally a charred hand print in the middle of his chest.
"Wakey, wakey"
Willows eerily cheery voice brings her out of the trance she was in. Though the words weren't meant for her. Spikes eyes snapped open and sat up suddenly. She could tell from the gasp of pain that the movement had irritated his wounds. He actually didn't seem to realize the state of his body. He looked up at buffy with the most innocent face she had seen on him.
"Where am I?"
She definitely didn't recognize the voice. It was raspy, yes, but the brogue accent he once had was clipped and sounded more like Giles. Spike then took in his surroundings, and for a brief moment she thought he looked frightened. But this was Spike, a very beaten and bloodied Spike, but the same vampire she had know for years. Right?
"Spike…"
Buffy's voice was a whisper. But he reacted like she had screamed at him. Snapping his head in her direction. He seemed confused for a moment then it looked like a wave crashed down on him. His eyes filled and overflowed with tears and started to sob in earnest. Buffy's mind reeled, she had never seen spike cry. *he almost looks like…* The shock rolled through her with the realization.
"So what do you think? I mean he's by far the strongest of all the men in your life. Then he fell in love with you. Now look at him. Bleeding, broken, and sobbing like a little baby. Bravo Buffy."
The words almost didn't penetrate her mind, but the clapping did. Her eyes shot to the figure that she once considered her best friend. Willow's face almost cracked from the smile on her face. Her eyes soon moved from Buffy's face to the sobbing form."
"Spike."
Her tone was kind and motherly, but her malicious intent was betrayed by her eyes. Surprisingly this brought his attention to her. She waved.
"Bye"
Willows words didn't give Buffy time to react before fire and lightning shot from her hand swallowing him. The fire burned around him and allowed him a single scream of pain before the fire disappeared with him.
Buffy tried to lung for him, but found she couldn't move. He was gone, and she had killed him. The tears welled up and she barely held in her scream.
"Don't look so sad, he isn't dead. I though you gave me more credit than that."
The calms and cruel smoothness of the witches voice angered Buffy to no end. It showed in her voice.
"What did you do to him?
"Put him somewhere where he could ruminate and ponder without you being pesky and saving him. I don't think you'll be seeing him anytime soon. There are no actual portals to the place where I sent him. Course I don't think he'll be coherent enough to recognize you even if you were there.
Tears started to slide down Buffy's cheeks. He had a soul, and he was alone. It hurt as much as putting a sword through angel. She noticed Willow sway a bit which brought her hand to her head. Her eyes had returned to normal but still retained their cruelty when they fell on Giles.
"Takes a lot out of you all this portal creating. Course I have Giles here to freshen me up."
It looked as if Her and Giles feet weren't the only one glued to the floor. Willow couldn't move. She looked down in confusion. Waved her hands at her feet trying to magic them, but found she couldn't. The witch looked at her hands for a moment then whipped around, searching the room.
"Alright which of you lame ass scoobies is blocking my magic!"
The anger and confusion was evident in Willow's voice. The answer she got, no one had expected.
"Ya know, I've been waiting for so long to be considered a scoobie."
Everyone's head whipped to the door of the magic box. Standing there, leaning causally against the cracked door frame was Spike.