Hello! So, this idea just popped into my head, I began writing and I ended up with 3 chapters already so I thought I would publish the first chapter and see what people think. This is not Buffy/Spike friendly, though there is a romance between them it is very much to the story in the way she acts towards him. I apologize for any grammar mistakes, I looked it over but not very thoroughly.

Please review, let me know if you want the next chapter, if so I'll post it, if not I might anyway I don't know LOL :D

UPDATE: Hello, 2020! I am revisiting this story as I haven't been able to stop thinking about it for a whole year now. My grammar still sucks but it's definitely improved and so I'll be editing the chapters and hopefully adding more soon.

He took a drag from his cigarette and blew it out slowly, turning to the blond woman beside him.

"So what you're saying, love, is you need my help" he said, looking down at her. He was leaning against a brick wall in an alley trying to look indifferent to the woman with her back turned to him. She stood gripping the chain fence in front of her wondering if it was a good idea to have met him tonight. Beyond the fence were Willow and Xander, waiting at a safe distance for her. Their stakes at the ready, just in case.

"I wouldn't say need" she replied curtly, turning away from the fence.

"What would you say then? Want? Do you want me Buffy?" Spike asked, stepping towards her. He caressed her arm and brought his hand up to her chin, tilting her face to gaze into her eyes. "Is that would you are saying, pet?"

Before she could reply, a scream was heard from behind Spike far off but close enough to be heard. Without a word they both broke off, sprinting towards the sound. Buffy could hear Willow and Xander following behind, their footfalls bouncing off the walls and she was glad she had brought them along. Up ahead they could hear the distinct sound of fighting, the clink of metal against pavement and the grunts of men, mixed in with what sounded like fire crackling. When they rounded the corner they both stopped and took in the scene before them, deciding how to react.

There were three bulky figures wearing strange glowing green and silver armour with axes in their hands. They were looming over a bright, flickering object in front of them. The giant creatures were speaking to it, though their deep voices didn't carry, as they stepped closer to the corner and raised their weapons. Rushing towards them, Buffy and Spike tackled the closest two monsters while Willow and Xander who had just rounded the corner followed suite teaming up against the last warrior. Stealing the weapon from her opponent Buffy swung the ax and it sliced through its head, green blood oozing out of its grey neck and dripping off of the axe. With a grim smile she turned towards Spike, who had his enemy pinned to the ground. With a swift movement and a growl he grabbed it by the head and snapped its neck. He jumped off of it and spun around to look at Buffy. With a nod, she turned away and saw Xander get thrown into the wall near the glowing object. Willow was clinging onto the warrior, her arms wrapped around its neck. It roared and shook itself until she fell off but its fight was short lived. Buffy lifted the ax in her hand and threw it at the creature's chest; the weapon sunk in, killing the figure instantly.

"Well, that was easy" Buffy said, wiping the green blood off of her arm.

"Speak for yourself" replied Willow, rubbing her backside.

Buffy turned to Spike to tell him off for touching her earlier, when she caught the look of confusion and mild wonder on his face. Following his stare, she looked into the corner where the flickering object was. Xander was sitting a few feet away from it unaware, his eyes closed and panting. She looked closer at the object and realized she was wrong, that wasn't a thing at all.

It looked like a small human figure made completely of flames, that was slowly beginning to stand up.

With a gasp Buffy took a step forward and the figure moved its head to face her, dark orbs where its eyes would be. Flames billowed around its head, flowing and licking around, resembling hair in the wind. Stepping up to the fallen armoured warrior, Buffy wrenched the ax out of its chest and stood still. She wielded the axe and watched the flaming creature.

It blinked a few times, the dark holes in its head opening and closing, and it took a step to the side carefully as if it was looking for an escape. Noticing the tension for the first time, Xander looked up as the figure slowly approached him, shouting in surprise and jumping up in panic. Not wasting any time Buffy rushed the creature, swinging the axe wide but the creature ducked and evaded her attack. Buffy turned to face it once more and saw a barrel filled with rain water beside her and with a smile she leaped, kicking it over onto the fire demon. With a hiss and an agonizing shriek the figure fell to the ground, its flames sputtering out, leaving behind a blackened silhouette of a body. Its arms wrapped around itself shaking. Lifting the axe up, Buffy prepared to finish it off.

"Wait!" Spike shouted, rushing towards Buffy and stopping the axe from hitting its target.

Buffy looked at him with furry in her eyes, "What are you doing?" she shouted.

"I don't think she means us any harm!"

"She?"

Looking down at the shivering figure, Buffy began to notice its silhouette was definitely feminine. Its, her, arms wrapped around her chest which was now black like ash. Her blackened skin was slowly flaking off, leaving blackened flecks on the ground. Underneath was almost pure white skin, glowing slightly.

Willow slowly approached the girl, leaning before her. "Who are you?" she asked gently.

The girl lifted her head slightly, shaking, and opened her mouth. The skin around it cracked and peeled as she tried to speak. "I...I... Malvina," she managed to say before she fainted, her head falling back to the pavement.

Buffy looked down at the figure, puzzled. "But, she's a demon." She said pointing at the burned girl. She glanced over at Willow, who returned a troubled look.

"So am I, pet," Spike replied, bending over and gently picking up the girl.

"So am I"