A/N: Here is the sequel to The One Without A Soul. I will not be putting any other author's notes or disclaimer's since this story is now finished thus I want it to look a little more stream-lined like an actual story. I hope you enjoy and please review if you have the time.

Disclaimer: I don't bloody own it, I will never bloody will. It's Joss's. Therefore don't sue as you will not get anything from me anyway.

Those Without Souls

Chapter One

Forgotten Love

Darkness. That's what she liked, that's where she belonged. Among the night and its creatures. The dark creatures she was destined to destroy. Not all of them were evil, like her first love or her mate, chosen by the Powers That Be. Yes, the night was where she belonged, among the darkness and the vampires.

She walked through a cemetery. She knew he wasn't far off scouting giving her the space she wanted. Lost in her thoughts she never saw the demon. Before she knew what was happening she was flat on her back. She was pinned by an invisible force as she felt a strange presence in her mind. He charged at the demon but was suddenly stopped by a force field it would seem. She knew something was happening to them. Suddenly she felt hands grip her neck and the lack of air became apparant. She watched as the stake in her pocket flew at him then before her eyes he turned to dust.

Buffy woke with a start, breathing heavy, tears slid down her cheeks. Swiping away the tears quickly she went to the bathroom. She soon walked into the kitchen. Dawn smiled as she handed Buffy her bowl of cereal. Buffy nodded in silent thanks. Joyce smiled as she walked into the room.

"Hello girls. How are you this morning?" Joyce asked. Dawn yawned in answer.

"Tired and I had the weirdest dream," Buffy said. Joyce looked concerned knowing about the prophetic dreams of her daughter.

"What was it about?" Dawn asked curiously. Buffy sighed.

"I was in a cemetery, a demon did something to my mind and then it killed Spike," She replied saying it quietly. Dawn looked at her.

"I thought you hated Spike," Dawn said.

"I do!" Buffy exclaimed.

Spike glared at the flame red head. Fire had turned off his Passions to watch Days of Our Lives. If the vampire were not his brother, he would have been a pile of dust right about now. Fire turned to Spike with a grin.

"Don't you grin at me! You know exactly what I was watching and yet you decide to switch my Passions for this," Spike said gesturing towards the television.

"It's a stupid show, this is far most interesting besides it was over," Fire replied. Spike gave a sharp glare and crossed his arms over his chest. Fire chuckled lightly at his older brother's antics. "Somebody's a big suck. Think about what the slayer would say if she saw you." Fire gasped as his ear was twisted painfully.

"I am not a big suck, I'm a Big Bad and I will kill the Slayer and you know that. I will drink deep from the chalice that is her neck," He said a gleam entering his eyes. Fire shook his head. He got along well enough with the white hats especially Dawn although as of late she was being distant with him.

"So what are you going to do tomorrow night? Try to kill the Slayer?" Fire asked sarcastically, his mind immediately thinking of Pinky and the Brain.

"I was hoping a little sooner like in a few hours," Spike drawled lazily as he paced. Fire rolled his eyes and went to the fridge for blood. He watched Spike out of the corner of his eye, the older vampire fiddle with the gem around his neck. Shaking his head, he drank deeply from the container of blood.

Glory grinned as she stared at the shadowy demon in front of her. He wore all black covering his entire body only a pair of blood red eyes stared at Glory.

"So is it done?" Glory asked holding up a red dress and throwing it away.

"Yes, the slayer and her friends have very little idea of what happened. The slayer and the vampire are torn apart, nothing stands in your way of finding the Key," The demon replied in a deep rough voice. Glory giggled happily.

"I will get my key," She said.

Buffy grumbled as she walked through the cemetery. Willow, Xander and Anya walked behind her eating popcorn. Fire stepped up beside them grabbing a fist full of popcorn and threw it into his mouth.

"Hey Fire," Xander greeted. Fire nodded and smiled.

"Is Spike here to try and kill Buffy again?" Anya asked.

"Yup. Of course sometimes I wonder if he just wants to throw her down and shag her," Fire replied. Xander chuckled. Buffy turned glaring at the young vampire. She fell to the ground and quickly jumped up kicking Spike in the face. Fire pulled the three out of the way.

Buffy punched Spike in the stomach. Spike grabbed her head bashing it against a tombstone. Buffy flipped herself around and charged at him kicking him in the face. Spike twirled in the air and landed on all fours turning golden eyes to glare at her. They were both breathing heavy from the workout they were getting. Spike's eyes widened, he grabbed Buffy pushing her out of the way and snapped the other vampire's neck. Buffy turned to him as the vampire turned to dust.

"Why...,"she asked. He smirked a little.

"No one is going to kill you unless it's me because you deserve to die at the hands of a worthy appoint," He said. She shook her head in silence.

"Spike," Fire said vamping out. Spike turned to Buffy also transforming.

"Ready to have fun, love?" he asked. She pulled out a stake as a group of vampires' appeared. The vampires' charged. Fire grinned as he flicked his black metal lighter. Rushing up beside Spike he made one vampire burst into flames as his lighter came in contact with flammable material. Spike grabbed one of the vampire's away from Buffy and punched the vampire in the face sending him towards Fire who made him burst into flames. Buffy kicked one towards Spike causing them to fall. She staked the other one as she exploded into dust. The last vampire grabbed Anya ready to bite her neck but turned to dust. They looked to see Fire behind her lighting his cigarette.

"Thank you Fire," Anya gasped as she breathed heavily trying to calm her racing heartbeat. Buffy sighed.

"Well until next time, Slayer," Spike said grabbing Fire and leaving. "Let's go get dinner." They heard Spike say.

Meanwhile, Dawn climbed down the trellis. She smiled as she made it to the Bronze meeting her friends. Soon she was on the dance floor in the middle of a group of boys. Dawn ignored the chill that ran up her spine, as she knew Fire was watching her. She knew he would make sure she got home safe. She let the world disappear as she danced with the boys, flirting the entire time. At midnight, Dawn left shivering in the cold. A shadowy figure soon walked in step with her. Fire slipped his blue duster off and draped it over her shoulders to keep her warm. They didn't speak, as they walked knowing neither wanted to say anything.

Spike growled throwing a bottle across the room, smashing as it hit the wall liquid running down the stones. Sighing heavily, he leaned against the wall behind him sliding down the wall. Grabbing his cigarettes he lit one taking a long drag from it.

"Damn it, Slayer! What have you done to me?"

To Be Continued...

Descendant of Doom