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Chapter 25 - Animals
Billy was sitting in the chair playing with the knife. He'd called Kayla an animal much to his own mistake.
"Yes." Kayla spat venemously, "Vampires are evil, dangerous, bloody animals! How many people have told me that now?!!!!!" she tugged at the chains, "As a race we are evil, cruel and mainly mindless animals. But we do not deserve to be herded and treated like beasts. If you wish to destroy us then do it! Kill us all in one great blow. Do the world a favour! If you do there may well be less hunger, death, disease and evil in the world and at least more humans."
Billy stubbed out the cigarette he'd only just lit and came over to her, "I don't need to. I only wish to kill you." he stroked her face with the back of his cold hand, she glared at him, "You're harmless really. Any human could kill you."
"I doubt it. Without weapons or intelligence a human would have the survival chance of a slug." she laughed, "Humans are no longer adapted to fight properly or kill or survive without aid."
"That is why we're superior and you are..." he looked her up and down, "Inferior."
"Vampires kill one another, you know." she said, "Kill off weaker ones to keep themselves strong. Like wolves or lions."
Billy snorted, "Why have you lasted so long Kayla?"
"Humans are worse though." She said, "Animals only resort to murder of their own kind for valid reasons, or true revenge...or because the other's a complete asshole who doesn't deserve etenal life." she smiled dangerously, "Humans kill one another for trivial crap that doesn't count."
Billy put his hand around her throat and tightened it, "Take that back bitch."
Kayla flickered her eyes at him and kicked him hard in the balls. He stumbled away doubled over.
"I don't breathe, idiot." she said, "Just wait for Spike. He'll kick you so hard you'll wish you had been castrated."
Billy laughed maniacally straightening up, "You don't understand." he said, "Spike isn't com-"
Just then Spike burst through the door carrying the unconscious body of the dark-skinned vampire.
"Here could you hold this, mate?" he said pushing the limp body into Billy's arms then he punched him in the face. Billy dropped the vampire who fell directly onto the stake which had rolled off the chair and landed pointy-end-up on the floor, the vamp dusted and Spike punched Billy over the room.
Two more vampires entered and Spike knocked their heads together, one was knocked out but the other was obviously a little thicker skulled and threw Spike against the wall. He got to his feet and pummelled the vamp. The vamp cheated by using the chair but missed Spike and hit Billy instead who yelled for more assistance. Roughly four more vampires came into the room, they dusted the vampire who'd hit Billy and helped Billy to his feet before going for Spike, by this time Spike had actually got Kayla out of the chains.
They fought for a while before a high-pitched female scream sounded from somewhere and everyone stopped.
"Ah, this is when it gets complicated." Billy said cheerfully, "Bring in the Slayer!" he shouted and yet more lackies entered the room with an unconscious Buffy. The vamps who had been fighting Kayla and Spike forced Spike against a wall and rechained Kayla.
"Now, everyone, is the time to explain the predicament." Billy said, "This is the Vampire Slayer. At present the lovely Miss Summers is unconscious due to a high dosage of a special drug. Kayla also has been given the same dosage of the drug but is not unconscious as being a vampire she has a slow...whatever. Now this is a different drug," he held up a syringe of brownish-green liquid, "it reacts with the drug both girls have been given causing a very painful death for a human and an even slower, more painful death for a vampire as it attacks the central nervous system and eventually eats away the protective area over the vertebrae, snapping the neck. There is no antidote." he grinned satanically.
"Now William, or can I call you Mr. Bloody, or perhaps Mr. The, think we'll stick with Spike shall we?"
Spike only glared at him.
"Spike it is then. Now, Spike, take your pick of the fine ladies here. The Slayer or the red-head. And we haven't got all day because I am not a patient man." Billy handed the syringe to one of his cronies who held it ready. "And may I also remind you of the upcoming battle, your undying love for the Slayer, your soul search and all those poor little potentials." Billy said teasingly, "Not that I want to waver your judgement or anything."