1 Title: Experimental
Author: Jillian K.
Summary: See chapter 1
Disclaimer: ditto
Author's Notes: Sorry for the long wait. Life gets in the way of my fun sometimes.
Entry # 14
Morning found us lying a few feet away from each other. Sometime during the night we had collapsed in exhaustion. Neither of us was willing to concede.
My body was a mass of bruises and scratches. His was no better. Actually it was worse. I felt a twinge of satisfaction. I also discovered the most of my anger had dissipated. Fighting him -hurting him had made things better.
Sado-masochistic leanings non-withstanding we still had to talk. The death of a slayer and an innocent girl hung over us creating a barrier.
I wanted to tear that barrier and recreate the fragile relationship we had been nurturing over the past month. I wanted Spike gone and William back but to do that I had to get his version of things.
The aforementioned vampire was lying on his side. His eyes bore into my own. His gaze was hurt, wary and strangely beckoning.
I managed to get my feet under me and made my way to his side. I sat next to him.
"Tell me" I ventured.
He nodded and began. His voice was very low pitched but his accent was more pronounced as he took me back in time.
"I became a vampire almost a hundred and thirty years ago. It was a different era luv and I was the product of my environment. My human self was introverted, naïve and lived by long- buried ideals. These ideals cost me my heart and when Drusilla offered me a way out I took it". His eyes misted over when he said her name. I felt an unexpected stab of jealously. He went on.
"I relished being a vampire. It was liberating beyond words. Dru introduced me to her family. I instantly clashed with her sire, Angelus"
I nodded. I had read of the scourge of Europe. He is one of the few master vampires still at large.
"Angelus didn't appreciate another male in his little "harem". He took every opportunity to assert his domination. I realized that to overthrow the chain of command, I had to prove myself" He looked me straight in the eyes.
"The only thing feared by Angelus and every other vamp is the Slayer. Back then things were different. There was no Initiative and the only real threat came from the chosen one. When Angelus told me of her existence, I was obsessed. I needed to take down a Slayer" His gaze didn't waver.
"The current one originated from China, so we went there. I wanted time to watch her. She was the traditional by-the-book slayer the council produced back then. Her forte was the martial arts. I noticed everything, her strengths, weaknesses and even which side she favored. I analyzed all of it and formulated a plan of action. Luck was on my side as the carnage from the Boxer rebellion allowed me to move around without alerting her".
I detected a hint of pride in his words. He still admired the cunning of his former self. I felt nauseous.
"I made my move after a particular tumultuous uprising. The village she was protecting was burning and explosions continuously rocked the foundations. Through the masses I managed to find her and we fought. You know the rest. I defeated her" he said abruptly.
"You drank from her. And then you and Dru…"
"Slayer's blood is quite an aphrodisiac"
Of course I punched him but he simply smiled and continued.
"You wanted to know"
"You enjoyed it" it was a statement not a question.
"I am a vampire".
And the barrier thickened.
Author: Jillian K.
Summary: See chapter 1
Disclaimer: ditto
Author's Notes: Sorry for the long wait. Life gets in the way of my fun sometimes.
Entry # 14
Morning found us lying a few feet away from each other. Sometime during the night we had collapsed in exhaustion. Neither of us was willing to concede.
My body was a mass of bruises and scratches. His was no better. Actually it was worse. I felt a twinge of satisfaction. I also discovered the most of my anger had dissipated. Fighting him -hurting him had made things better.
Sado-masochistic leanings non-withstanding we still had to talk. The death of a slayer and an innocent girl hung over us creating a barrier.
I wanted to tear that barrier and recreate the fragile relationship we had been nurturing over the past month. I wanted Spike gone and William back but to do that I had to get his version of things.
The aforementioned vampire was lying on his side. His eyes bore into my own. His gaze was hurt, wary and strangely beckoning.
I managed to get my feet under me and made my way to his side. I sat next to him.
"Tell me" I ventured.
He nodded and began. His voice was very low pitched but his accent was more pronounced as he took me back in time.
"I became a vampire almost a hundred and thirty years ago. It was a different era luv and I was the product of my environment. My human self was introverted, naïve and lived by long- buried ideals. These ideals cost me my heart and when Drusilla offered me a way out I took it". His eyes misted over when he said her name. I felt an unexpected stab of jealously. He went on.
"I relished being a vampire. It was liberating beyond words. Dru introduced me to her family. I instantly clashed with her sire, Angelus"
I nodded. I had read of the scourge of Europe. He is one of the few master vampires still at large.
"Angelus didn't appreciate another male in his little "harem". He took every opportunity to assert his domination. I realized that to overthrow the chain of command, I had to prove myself" He looked me straight in the eyes.
"The only thing feared by Angelus and every other vamp is the Slayer. Back then things were different. There was no Initiative and the only real threat came from the chosen one. When Angelus told me of her existence, I was obsessed. I needed to take down a Slayer" His gaze didn't waver.
"The current one originated from China, so we went there. I wanted time to watch her. She was the traditional by-the-book slayer the council produced back then. Her forte was the martial arts. I noticed everything, her strengths, weaknesses and even which side she favored. I analyzed all of it and formulated a plan of action. Luck was on my side as the carnage from the Boxer rebellion allowed me to move around without alerting her".
I detected a hint of pride in his words. He still admired the cunning of his former self. I felt nauseous.
"I made my move after a particular tumultuous uprising. The village she was protecting was burning and explosions continuously rocked the foundations. Through the masses I managed to find her and we fought. You know the rest. I defeated her" he said abruptly.
"You drank from her. And then you and Dru…"
"Slayer's blood is quite an aphrodisiac"
Of course I punched him but he simply smiled and continued.
"You wanted to know"
"You enjoyed it" it was a statement not a question.
"I am a vampire".
And the barrier thickened.
