Look Mom! No Humanities! 4
Title:- same as it has for the 3 chapters!
Rating:-Pg13
Distribution:- If you like it you can take it. But you have to ask. You should know the drill by now.
Ownership:- Joss Whedon owns all the original characters from BtVs but I own Sincerity.
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Xander wandered past the Bronze on his less perilous route of Patrol. Stopping, he looked around him, no sign of Will or Spike. He was about to leave when he spotted a girl. Long black hair, brown eyes, quite tall and leather pants. An alarm went off in his head, Faith! Move! Like now if you value your life! But he couldn't move, his legs froze and he was left staring at the psychotic murderer. Sensing his fear, she approached him. Xander smiled nervously and flinched under her gaze,
"Hey Faith, how're you doing?"
"Faith?" She laughed and gave him a friendly smile, "You've got the wrong virtue, honey!"
"So you're not a murdering psychopath?"
"Ah, no."
Xander relaxed, and the girl laughed as she saw his body visibly slump in relief. He rubbed the back of his neck,
"So you are who exactly?"
"Sincerity by name, assassin by trade."
She laughed again as Xander inched away from her,
"Hey, chill! It's not you I'm after."
"No?"
"If it was, don't you think you'd be dead by now?"
He stopped and thought over her logic,
"Good point."
"Besides, I don't do humans. Just demons."
Xander shook her hand, though trying to be friendly to an assassin was not easy,
"I'm Xander. So who's the lucky guy?"
"Um, can't tell you, sorry. Do know a guy called Rupert Giles, by any chance?"
"Giles? Yeah, sure....it's not him is it?"
"Only do *demons* remember."
"Yeah, right okay. This way."
He lead her to Giles' house, where the remainder of the Scooby Gang sat looking very glum. Sincerity tried to lighten up the situation,
"Who's died?"
Xander's face fell,
"We think Willow may have."
The assassin bit her tongue to silence herself,
"Sorry."
"S'okay."
She scanned the room, coming to a halt at Giles,
"Giles? Rupert Giles?"
The watcher looked up from his book,
"That would be me. "
Sincerity offered her hand, and Giles shook it,
"Sincerity."
"Sincerity?"
She nodded. Giles raised an eyebrow in mild surprise,
"Sincerity Quicksilver?"
"That's my name. Don't ware it out or I'll make you buy me a new one."
The rest of the Gang looked at him expectantly. Giles put his book down and explained who she was,
"Sincerity Quicksilver is an assassin for the Council."
The girl saw the puzzled look on their faces as they heard her unusual name,
"Quicksilver's a title. Not my last name."
All heads turned as Buffy stormed through the door and slammed it behind her. Sincerity gave her a friendly smile as she walked in,
"You must be the Slayer." Buffy's "Slayer Senses" told her immediately the girl wasn't human,
"And you must be a vampire." She whipped out her stake, only to have it taken from her by Xander. The assassin smiled again, revealing a pair of small pearly white fangs,
"Let's just say I'm not entirely human."
Spike sauntered into the bar, closely followed by Willow.
"Two pints of your best blood please, Willy."
The human shook his head regretfully,
"Sorry, Spike. I'm not allowed to serve you. You break the codes and you help the Slayer."
"The Slayer can kiss my arse. She can get screwed for all I care."
At particularly big Begana demon approached the two vampires from behind,
"And what's caused this sudden change of heart?"
"Alecia."
"The Eater of Humanity? You're lying."
"Go see my crypt. She lies dead in the corner. Colder than I get in a Russian mid-winter."
The demon leant on the bar between Willow and Spike, and turned to face him,
"So you can hurt humans?"
Spike laughed,
"*Hurt* them? *Hurt* them?! I want to bloody well massacre them!!"
All demons occupying the room listened with glee, as Spike strung out as many ways of killing humans as slowly and as painfully as possible. Everything went fine untill some bright spark piped up,
"This is all very good, but how do we know you're not just talking a torture?"
Spike laughed,
"You want proof? This way."
He linked arms with Willow and lead the crowd to the warehouse behind the hospital.
"Right so your dad was a vampire."
"Last time I checked."
"And your mom was?"
"Human."
Buffy looked at Sincerity blankly,
"Have I missed something here?"
"You mean the whole vamps can't have kids thing?"
"Uh-huh."
"What can I say? I'm a freak of nature."
Giles walked in with a computer print out,
"No, you're part of a very complex prophecy. Which just happenes to feature our dear friend Spike."
The assassin glanced at the print out,
"Spike? AKA William the Bloody?"
"Mmm-hmm. Why?"
"Oh just checking."
Xander smiled at her attempt to cover up the slip,
"He's the guy isn't he?"
"No."
"You've been sent by the Council to bump him off."
Buffy shrugged,
"You'll have no problems from us. He's lost all humanity, complete bastard.Go ahead assassinate him. Preferably in a very painful way."
Sincerity shook her head,
"S'not an assassination as such, more of a delivery."
Giles was amused,
"Isn't delivery a bit below your standards?"
"What the heck, I need the money."
She looked at her watch,
"Sorry to cut the meeting short, but I gotta tight schedule. He's gotta be in LA by 4 in the morning."
Before anyone could say anything, she'd bolted out the door and into the night.
Xander turned to Giles,
"Seems like a nice girl."
"Yes, she is. But she's not a girl."
Buffy looked at him, slightly puzzled,
"Huh?"
"She's over 400yrs old. Older than Darla. Her father was a vampire called Darimus, older and more dangerous than you could possibly imagine. Eventually his humanities drove him crazy, and he jumped into a bath of consecrated water. Sincerity never knew him and her mother died in child birth."
"So who brought her up?"
"Darimus' coven. They felt it their duty to protect her. She repaid them by setting fire to their nest after locking them all in. Yes, she's a nice girl."
Anya smiled,
"I like her already."
Spike watched as blood dripped down the man's chest, and he looked at the vampire imploringly. Spike shrugged almost sympathetically,
"Sorry mate, but you'll be dead about..........now."
The man's head slumped, the only things holding him upright were the cleavers thrust through his shoulders and into the wall behind.
Willy cowered, he'd been dragged along with them against his will, just so Spike could prove to everyone that he was back. Back for good.
The vampire saw the group of demons approach the body in an attempt to conceal it. Spike cleared his throat, gaining thir attention,
"Leave it there. I want the Slayer to find it."
They left the heavily mutilated body hanging from the wall, a pool of blood forming beneath it's feet. Spike stayed bhind with Willow, admiring his handiwork,
"I've not that for a long time."
"You've lost your touch. He died too quickly."
Spike looke at his child, she was a true vampire now with almost no humanities to speak of. Any that she had were directed towards himself.
"Oh? You think so?"
"Mmm-hmm. You should have done the legs and arms first, leave the torso till last."
"You have a twisted mind young lady, though not as twisted as mine. Maybe some day you'll reach my level of perfection."
They were about to leave when a familiar voice sounded above them,
"Going so soon?"
Sincerity jumped from the iron girder hanging above Spike's head, and landed behind him,
"Don't leave, I wanna play!"
The vampire turned smiling maliciously,
"I'd love to, Pet. But you don't play my kind of games."
"We could compromise."
"I think not."
Willow stood behind Spike, unsure of what was happening, or the significance of the intruding creature. She knew the girl wasn't human , and she had a certain vampiric air about her. She was alive, however, the blood pulsed through her veins just as anyother human's did. Sincerity clicked her heels together playfully,
"Oh come on, Spike! What have you got to lose?"
"Willow. You'd go straight for her, then go for me. You've done it before, and you'll do it again."
"It's not as if I'm being paid to kill you."
"No? Astonish me."
"I'm just playing mail-man."
"The Council's mail-man."
"No, I got kicked. I work for myself now."
Spike folded his arms,
"So I'm not going to be packaged off to the Council?"
"No."
He thought for a moment, then shrugged,
"What the hell!"
"But she has to stay."
"Oh no. If I go Will goes too."
"Fine, but no funny stuff. Remember what happened last time."
Spike grinned mischeviously, and followed Sincerity to the van outside. He and Willow climbed in.
"Nice, got anything to eat?"
"Try the fridge."
"You've got a *fridge*?"
"Nothing but the best for this assignment. You cannot imagine how much this guy's paying me!"
"If it's who I think it is, I can give a good guess."