This is something new and different. It is a Spike/Angel/Other story. It takes place in the Angel Universe after Spike arrives and is now corporeal. I'm looking forward to hearing from you, and see what you think. Please review!
The girl materialized in the training room where he had been practicing his Tai-Chi. He stared down at where she lay on the floor in fetal position. She lifted herself up slowly, taking in her surroundings, and when her eyes landed on him she immediately jumped into a fighting stance, legs spread apart, fists up, body tensed and ready to pounce. Perhaps she had seen the many weapons lined up on the wall, or maybe it was the way in which he was dressed, black sweats, no shirt and barefoot, that made her presume he was going to fight her. Whatever the cause, it was now clear the girl was ready for battle.
He held his hands out as he calmly made his way toward her. "I'm not going to fight you."
She stared at him, not moving a muscle, waiting for his attack. He looked back at her, and took her in. She way young, maybe eighteen, long red hair tied back in a ponytail braided down to her waist. She wore a midriff bearing black tank top; the rest of her fair, freckled skin was exposed, except for a pair of tight black pants that hung low on her waist, below her navel. Black combat boots reached over her pants and this as well as her stance told him she was a warrior of some sort. The girl stiffened and leaned her head to the left, then the right,
"Vampire."
His eyes widened at her realization. "Slayer," he responded.