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Back with another Buffyverse chapter, and this time 2 assholes get theirs, hope all enjoy.

This too takes place after 'Heroes, Vampires and Slayers'.

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Chapter 8- Drawing blood of blood kin

Spike made his way to his destination. After getting all the activated Slayers in London, Buffy had finally decided to split them all up, and she, Spike, Willow and Tara would go to Cleveland, which also had a Hellmouth.

Spike, Willow and Tara had been sent there first, while Buffy had stayed behind due to needing to delegate other groups to their destinations before arriving herself.

Spike and Buffy had some kissing and pleasurable sex before their 'see you later' sort of goodbye to each other, and now with his soul, Spike liked the whole group much more than before, yes even Giles and Xander.

Willow and Spike even found some kinship with each other due to the fact that both had done horrible things but had eventually come onto the right path and redeemed themselves in the eyes of others as well as themselves, and now both were rewarded for it too, since Buffy had accepted Spike as her lover finally, and Tara had been returned to Willow so they could live happily ever after (or as happy as such a life could be).

Eventually, they had reached Cleveland and gotten to work in making the base livable for a whole bunch of people, and also put weapons in the right places, and erected a conference table as well, with a room for magic supplies where only Willow and Tara could go, for obvious reasons, because everyone else was a moron in the matter.

Once all of that was done, Spike had taken leave of the Witches, to their surprise, but he had assured he wasn't going away forever, there was just something he needed to do, and he would be back before Buffy even arrived here.

The two were now trusting of him considering all the good he had done with his soul, so they had not minded in the least, and so Spike had been off on a bike which he had, and he would take cars but bikes were his thing, even if that made the sunlight more dangerous for him.

And eventually, the second Vampire to have a soul had reached his destination, a cemetery obviously, and he knew it had to be the right one, considering the name he saw on one of the gravestones, the surname specifically.

Now all he had to do was wait for them, so when the bastards came, he would give them theirs for what they had done.

For 2 days, nothing happened at all, and Spike had to spend the time doing other stuff in the nearby area, and also hiding from the sun if it was daytime, but he was not going to go back until the bastards had paid for their latest misdeeds, which made their previous ones look like nothing in comparison, and only then would he return.

On the third day, Spike's patience (which was pretty limited) was rewarded at last as he saw the two people he wanted to see come up to the gravestone he had seen, and both looked down on it, not looking solemn or anything, rather angry that she had left them on their own when they needed to use her for their gain.

Well, they would not use any woman ever again.

As they turned to leave, Spike walked out of his hiding place and called out. "Hey, fancy seeing you here, remember me?"

They turned to face him and their eyes widened in horror and recognition as they recognized him from all those years ago.

"You….." the older man trailed off.

"What….what are you doing here?" The younger one demanded.

"Well, just thought to catch up with old friends, eh?" Spike shrugged, walking closer to them as they slowly backed in fear, but it was all in vain.

"We met once, young man", the older one snarled at Spike fearfully.

Spike let out a laugh at the irony of being called 'young man' by this sod, since he was neither young and nor a man if one wanted to get technical.

Well, now they were going to see just what he was.

"Remember all those years ago, when I said I didn't care?" Spike asked, as their eyes turned fearful at the mention of that. In a flash, Spike grabbed the older man by the collar, now in Vamp face as both the older and younger man gasped in fright.

"I lied."

Mr. Maclay's eyes were now wide in pure horror at the sight of the Vampire before him, while Donny was shaking in fright too, as Spike sneered at Mr. Maclay. "Your daughter, she is the purest person I have known, even purer than the woman I love, and you trapped her spirit and tried to sell her to malevolent deities because she ditched your worthless arses? Really?"

"We are her blood kin!" Mr. Maclay snapped in anger. "She abandoned us for the likes of you! She got what she deserved! Death was too painless, she deserved it."

"Besides, we gave her to the Devil himself, she will get hers for abandoning us on our own", Donny snarled too, regaining some bravado.

"Why? You two can't move your bloody arses from the couch other than to sneer at the gravestone of Tara's mum, eh?" Spike asked mockingly while laughing. "Besides, if you wanted her tortured, you should have sold her to Mephisto, because the King of Hell isn't as bad as the stories say."

"What…..what do you mean?" Mr. Maclay asked.

"Well, you see, he bought her spirit to protect her from malevolent deities like Mephisto, and he had been kicked out of Hell, so she helped him get it back, and in reward, he brought her back to life", Spike revealed, as now both Mr. Maclay and Donny were shocked and horrified by this turn of events. "All the punishment you thought she would get for YOUR sins, she never got any of those, she lives again, and she is happy, like she deserves. And now you two shall get what you deserve."

"Tara wouldn't want us dead no matter how bad we are", Donny now said. "You will insult her by killing us."

"Who said anything about killing?" Spike asked before he punched Mr. Maclay hard, breaking his nose as he screamed in pain, falling down, and before the cowardly Donny could run, Spike grabbed him by the back of the collar and kicked his ankle, making him scream as the ankle shattered, and then Spike turned him around and decked him hard, making him spit out blood and a broken tooth.

Mr. Maclay started staggering up, only to get a hard punch to the abdomen as he spat out blood too, then Spike leapt and kicked both his kneecaps, breaking them as he fell down in pain.

He then stomped on both of their spines, breaking them too, and decked their faces multiple times till their jaws were broken.

"Since you are her blood kin and she wouldn't want you dead in spite of what you did, you'll both live, or whatever this is", Spike then shrugged as he looked at the two of them, lying on the ground and moaning and crying, close to losing consciousness.

"Bloody misogynistic pricks", Spike snarled as he straightened his trench coat and walked off, leaving the two bloodied Maclay men on the ground. They were eventually taken to the hospital, and became permanent inmates, since they could never walk again. And they required straws to eat too for the rest of their miserable lives.

Spike returned to Cleveland with none the wiser as to what he had done, but he knew it was the right thing to do.

And finally Tara's misogynistic and abusive blood kin get theirs from our beloved Spike, hope all enjoyed that.

See you all next time with another chapter.