1 Title: Experimental

Author: Jillian K.

Summary: see chapter 1

Disclaimer: ditto

Author's Note: Thank you for reviewing. Someone asked why Spike smiled after Buffy hit him. I think he did because he had struck first. He had offended her with his 'slayer's blood' comment so he just took the consequences. Also, there have been some times in BTVS where she has hurt him and he has chosen not to respond (FFL and Crush come to mind) It's probably because he is a bit masochistic or because he loves her. Who can really know what's in Spike's head? My narrator certainly doesn't;-)



Entry #15

The callousness of his words stung me to the core. This was Spike- William the Bloody in all his former glory. And he wasn't done yet.

"Tell me about Manhattan" I demanded.

He sighed. "They told you about that too huh? What can I say? My hand was forced on that one".

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"If you know your history books, you'll realize that the tide was turning against us demons. The Slayer-du-jour had decided to let the population know of things that went bump in the night. At first, the masses would not believe her even after she presented them with evidence. People have a way of rationalizing whatever doesn't fit in their worldview. They said that she was crazy and that she should be arrested. Helen didn't back down and when the Sunnydale Hellmouth opened she proved herself"

The way he spoke of my predecessor gave the impression that he had respected her, maybe even admired her. I motioned him to continue.

"Well as was expected the world did a 180-degree turn. They embraced the Slayer and the governments that could afford it funded agencies to neutralize the demon threat. It was open hunting on all demons in this dimension. Even the peaceful, tax-paying ones got outed and summarily destroyed. They were especially nasty on vamps and went beyond staking."

"As you may have guessed, we vamps were not overjoyed. All over the world vampires were being rounded up. I left my gang and decided to take my chances with only Dru by my side. Most demons were choosing to run to less populated areas of the world. I wasn't about to do that knowing that the food source was going to be scarce. Dru and me chose to try our luck in NY and hope that we would go unnoticed amidst all the local weirdness"

I smirked inwardly. He hadn't changed his modus operand in four decades.

"That was the case for about nine years. We laid low and only hunted the people no one would miss. We raided blood banks a couple of times and we got by"

The twinge of jealously made its reappearance. I tried hard to bury it so I wouldn't have to deal with it.

"Then Helen's youngest came to town. The records don't mention it but she was a total wannabe slayer. She went out of her way to locate all the demons that hadn't fled and killed them. Somehow she got wind of us and tracked me down to the C"

He paused to emphasize his next words.

"I want to make this clear. She attacked me first. I would never have fought her if she hadn't started it"

"Why?"

"Because I knew that I would be signing my death sentence, mine and Dru's".

"But you killed her anyway"

"I had to. She wasn't a slayer but she was strong. She would have bested me if the cart we were in did not momentarily lost power and gave me the upper hand"

"What happened then?"

"I took Dru and got the hell out of Manhattan before they got us. My description was put in every newspaper in the world and the entire establishment was on the lookout for me. Still, I managed to evade capture and we were pretty much okay until Dru decided that she wanted to see her daddy"

TBC