Chapter Two – Alive Again
When he awoke, it was in a dark alley. He could see that the sky was at twilight. Just the beginning of the day for a vampire.
He got up and walked out of the alley, noticing the new sights and sounds. He noticed that there were street vendors everywhere, despite it being night.
He walked up to one, and asked him what time it was, and also the date.
The man told him that the sun had just set at around eight or so, and that it was sometime in early November.
When Spike asked what year it was, the man started to laugh, before realizing that Spike was serious.
2867. Two thousand, eight hundred sixty seven. It had been over eight hundred and sixty three years since he could last remember.
The last thing he could remember was charging into battle, alongside Angel and the others.
He had saw Gunn fall within two minutes. Illyria taking on thousands of creatures at once, turning them to dusk almost instantly.
He remembered thinking that she would have been helpful back when they were fighting the First.
He himself slayed one after another. He watched as Angel managed to cut off the head of the dragon he was riding.
And as he, Angel, and Illyria stood back to back, already lasting much longer than they had all thought they would, a roar rang throughout the city. It resonated within the vampires souls, and then…
Nothing. Nothing but waking up in 2867, watching stars.