Hi y'all, heres the next chaptor for The Beast Within
Enjoy.
*Disclaimer: Joss is mighty and all-powerfull! We mortals have no claim to Buffy, or any of the charactors except for Wolf!*
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Buffy burst through the door gasping for air. "Dawn! Dawn! Where are you?" She shouted, fear filling her voice. A muffled gasp came from the kitchen, and Buffy rushed through, heedless to the danger. "Mom!" She shouted in horror. Her mother was lying on the floor, a pool of blood surrounding her head like a demonic halo. Buffy rushed to her in a panic, and with shaking fingers, felt for a pulse. Buffy sighed with relief as she found a strong, steady pulse beneath her finger. She sighed with releif, before remembering Wolf's words "Dawn will die tonight..." In a panic, she looked around. "Dawn! Where are you?" She rushed upstairs, and franticly searched the rooms, to no avail. She rushed back down, hoping against hope that Dawn was hiding under the couch, or some other unlikely place... A crash from behind startled her, and she swung around with a back fist, connecting with something soft. "Ow!" A familier voice complained "What the hell's your problem, slayer?" Spike stood before her, holding his bleeding nose.
Buffy grabbed Spike by his shirtfront, lifted and slammed him against the wall "What are you doing here Spike?" Spike grimanced
"What's gotten into you, Slayer? Not allowed to visit a 'friend'?" Buffy pulled him back slightly, and slammed him again. "Ow!" Spike growled "What is it with you?"
"Spike" Buffy warned in a low, dangerous voice. Spike sighed.
"Look, I was in the neighbourhood, when I smelt alot of blood. I figured you were holding a party or something. I dunno, maybe that poof Angel came for a visit." He shrugged. "I guess you're not in the party mood" Buffy let him go in discust. Spike looked on in interest as Buffy, remembering her fallen mother, picked up the phone, and dieled 911. Spike ambled off in the direction of the kitchen, curious to the large quantities of blood he could smell, as Buffy talked urgently to the operator. Buffy hung up, and shook herself, before picking up the phone to call Giles and the others. A voice distracted her "Bloody hell!" Buffy rushed to the kitchen to see Spike staring in shock at Joyce, who hadn't moved.
"Spike, stay away from her" Buffy warned, she turned to go back to the phone, but couldn't ignore the confused look of awe on Spike's face, and turned back to him. "In fact, why don't you go and get the others." Spike looked up "Buffy, there's something I've got to tell you..." Buffy cut him off, not wanting to hear it. 'He was probably going to say he was in love with me' Buffy thought in discust. "Spike, just go and get Giles" She ordered. Spike shook his head quickly,
"Slayer, this is really important..."
"This isn't the time Spike" Buffy cut him off. Spike glared at Buffy in anger.
"Buffy, if you just listen to me..."
"NO Spike, I'm through listening to you, if you won't get Giles, then go home. Spike folded his arms, and tried to open his mouth, but a fist landed on it before he could say a word. Spike stumbled back, and Buffy pressed her advantage, grabbing Spike, marching him to the door, and thowing him out onto the street. Spike looked up, dazed, to see the door slam shut. Spike slowly stood, vamping out as his rage grew, and he kicked a trash can savagly, not watching as it slammed through the window of a house three doors down. He calmed down, before looking towards the Summer's house in malace. "I tried to tell you slayer, but you didn't want to listen, I hope you have a bloody heart attack before Wolf's done with you..." still muttering to himself, he looked down the street. Left would take him to his cript, where he could watch a few reruns of passions, shag Harmony a few times, and rip the head off the Buffy doll a few times. To the right would take him to the Magic Box, where that little prick Xander would insult him, Giles would patronize, Willow and Tara would ignore him as much as possible, and none of them would even think to thank him for giving up his night. He turned to the left, defiently, before stopping after a few steps. "Hell!" He snarled angerly "That slayers got me bloody whipped!" He turned around "Me! The Big Bad!" He adressed the silent street. He trudged a few steps to the right before lifting his head and smiling 'It'll be fun to see Wolf give Buffy a nervous breakdown first, though.' he chuckled to himself.
Giles found Buffy at the hospital, watching her mother as she lied, deathly still on the bed, only the monotonous 'beep' of the machine breaking the silence. "Buffy" Giles said quietly, hugging Buffy as she moved to him. "Hi Giles" She said with a shaky smile. "Where are the others?" Giles paced before he spoke. "Willow and Tara are checking though the books once more, in case we missed something, Xander, Anya, and Spike have returned to your house to look for clues." Buffy nodded. Giles looked at Joyce, checking for aparent injuries. "How is she?" He asked quietly. Buffy sat down and hugged herself before replying "The doctors say that she wasn't physically hurt badly,"
"Thank God for small mercies" Giles muttered softly. Buffy tried to smile, but failed.
"They say that she's in a..." Buffy's voice faltered. She took a deep breath, steadying herself "She's in a coma" Giles sat next to her,and took hold of her hand in sympathy, while Buffy battled with her emotions. She had managed to straighten her face by the time Xander and Spike walked in. "What? is she dead?" Spike asked spotting Joyces still form. Giles stood up, as Xander glared at Spike, who shrugged smirking. Giles sighed. Bickering with Spike could wait until later. "Did you find anything?" Xander nodded, unusually quiet. Giles looked at him, before realising that Xander wasn't going to say anything, looked at Spike questioningly, as Xander sat next to Buffy, taking her hand. Spike smirked and leaned towards Giles conspiritedly "I don't think useless here could handle the sight of blood" He stage whispered to Giles, who leaned back in distaste. Spike looked around to make sure everyone was listening "Now me," Spike paused before rubbing his stomach "I just get a bit peckish" Spike stumbled back and hit the wall behind him, his hands going to his already injured nose, as Giles looked at his fist in confusion. He couldn't remember deciding to attack Spike. Spike growled at them all. "Sod you lot then, i'm off" Spike, marched out of the room. Giles sighed once again, thought, then sighed agian at the amount of times he was sighing. "Xander? What did you find?" Without looking up, he withdrew a peice of paper from his pocket, and handed it to Giles. Giles eyes skimmed the page, before his eyes widened. He was about to reread the note, before finding it snatched out of his hand, he opened his mouth to complain, when he noticed that it was Buffy who had grabbed the note. He closd his mouth, and silently waited for Buffy's reaction, hoping it wasn't what she thought it was going to be. It was. Buffy marched out of the room instantly. "Buffy!" He called, stepping back quickly as she turned back to him. He remembered what happened last time he had tried to stop her from going to face an increadably powerful foe, even if it was years ago. Her furious expression softened "Giles, could you look after my mom while I'm... away?" Giles, bowing to the inevitable, sighed, chiding himself as he did, and nodded. "Of course, Buffy, perhaps, you would like" Buffy was gone already. Giles almost sighed, before catching himself, and walked back in the room, smiling proudly at his self restraint, before sighing when he remembered the predicament he was in. "Would you mind not sighing every five seconds Giles, its kind of annoying " Xander snapped irratably. Giles, affronted, sat down, without saying a word. He picked up the note, studying it again absently.
"Buffy, like the state your mothers in? You think that's bad? I was rushed with that piece of artwork. Luckily I have someone else with me here that I can experiment on. And I have a nice, big, empty mansion to do it in. I'm sure you know which one. if you want to stop me, you had best hurry, I'm beginnig to feel artistic.
Regards,
Wolf.
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Will Buffy save Dawn before the evil Wolf turns her into artwork? Will Spike reveal what he knows about the mystereous Wolf? Will the Wiccas find an answer? Will Joyce recover from her coma? Will Giles be able to control his sighing? Tune in for all these answers and more next time on...
THE BEAST WITHIN
Enjoy.
*Disclaimer: Joss is mighty and all-powerfull! We mortals have no claim to Buffy, or any of the charactors except for Wolf!*
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Buffy burst through the door gasping for air. "Dawn! Dawn! Where are you?" She shouted, fear filling her voice. A muffled gasp came from the kitchen, and Buffy rushed through, heedless to the danger. "Mom!" She shouted in horror. Her mother was lying on the floor, a pool of blood surrounding her head like a demonic halo. Buffy rushed to her in a panic, and with shaking fingers, felt for a pulse. Buffy sighed with relief as she found a strong, steady pulse beneath her finger. She sighed with releif, before remembering Wolf's words "Dawn will die tonight..." In a panic, she looked around. "Dawn! Where are you?" She rushed upstairs, and franticly searched the rooms, to no avail. She rushed back down, hoping against hope that Dawn was hiding under the couch, or some other unlikely place... A crash from behind startled her, and she swung around with a back fist, connecting with something soft. "Ow!" A familier voice complained "What the hell's your problem, slayer?" Spike stood before her, holding his bleeding nose.
Buffy grabbed Spike by his shirtfront, lifted and slammed him against the wall "What are you doing here Spike?" Spike grimanced
"What's gotten into you, Slayer? Not allowed to visit a 'friend'?" Buffy pulled him back slightly, and slammed him again. "Ow!" Spike growled "What is it with you?"
"Spike" Buffy warned in a low, dangerous voice. Spike sighed.
"Look, I was in the neighbourhood, when I smelt alot of blood. I figured you were holding a party or something. I dunno, maybe that poof Angel came for a visit." He shrugged. "I guess you're not in the party mood" Buffy let him go in discust. Spike looked on in interest as Buffy, remembering her fallen mother, picked up the phone, and dieled 911. Spike ambled off in the direction of the kitchen, curious to the large quantities of blood he could smell, as Buffy talked urgently to the operator. Buffy hung up, and shook herself, before picking up the phone to call Giles and the others. A voice distracted her "Bloody hell!" Buffy rushed to the kitchen to see Spike staring in shock at Joyce, who hadn't moved.
"Spike, stay away from her" Buffy warned, she turned to go back to the phone, but couldn't ignore the confused look of awe on Spike's face, and turned back to him. "In fact, why don't you go and get the others." Spike looked up "Buffy, there's something I've got to tell you..." Buffy cut him off, not wanting to hear it. 'He was probably going to say he was in love with me' Buffy thought in discust. "Spike, just go and get Giles" She ordered. Spike shook his head quickly,
"Slayer, this is really important..."
"This isn't the time Spike" Buffy cut him off. Spike glared at Buffy in anger.
"Buffy, if you just listen to me..."
"NO Spike, I'm through listening to you, if you won't get Giles, then go home. Spike folded his arms, and tried to open his mouth, but a fist landed on it before he could say a word. Spike stumbled back, and Buffy pressed her advantage, grabbing Spike, marching him to the door, and thowing him out onto the street. Spike looked up, dazed, to see the door slam shut. Spike slowly stood, vamping out as his rage grew, and he kicked a trash can savagly, not watching as it slammed through the window of a house three doors down. He calmed down, before looking towards the Summer's house in malace. "I tried to tell you slayer, but you didn't want to listen, I hope you have a bloody heart attack before Wolf's done with you..." still muttering to himself, he looked down the street. Left would take him to his cript, where he could watch a few reruns of passions, shag Harmony a few times, and rip the head off the Buffy doll a few times. To the right would take him to the Magic Box, where that little prick Xander would insult him, Giles would patronize, Willow and Tara would ignore him as much as possible, and none of them would even think to thank him for giving up his night. He turned to the left, defiently, before stopping after a few steps. "Hell!" He snarled angerly "That slayers got me bloody whipped!" He turned around "Me! The Big Bad!" He adressed the silent street. He trudged a few steps to the right before lifting his head and smiling 'It'll be fun to see Wolf give Buffy a nervous breakdown first, though.' he chuckled to himself.
Giles found Buffy at the hospital, watching her mother as she lied, deathly still on the bed, only the monotonous 'beep' of the machine breaking the silence. "Buffy" Giles said quietly, hugging Buffy as she moved to him. "Hi Giles" She said with a shaky smile. "Where are the others?" Giles paced before he spoke. "Willow and Tara are checking though the books once more, in case we missed something, Xander, Anya, and Spike have returned to your house to look for clues." Buffy nodded. Giles looked at Joyce, checking for aparent injuries. "How is she?" He asked quietly. Buffy sat down and hugged herself before replying "The doctors say that she wasn't physically hurt badly,"
"Thank God for small mercies" Giles muttered softly. Buffy tried to smile, but failed.
"They say that she's in a..." Buffy's voice faltered. She took a deep breath, steadying herself "She's in a coma" Giles sat next to her,and took hold of her hand in sympathy, while Buffy battled with her emotions. She had managed to straighten her face by the time Xander and Spike walked in. "What? is she dead?" Spike asked spotting Joyces still form. Giles stood up, as Xander glared at Spike, who shrugged smirking. Giles sighed. Bickering with Spike could wait until later. "Did you find anything?" Xander nodded, unusually quiet. Giles looked at him, before realising that Xander wasn't going to say anything, looked at Spike questioningly, as Xander sat next to Buffy, taking her hand. Spike smirked and leaned towards Giles conspiritedly "I don't think useless here could handle the sight of blood" He stage whispered to Giles, who leaned back in distaste. Spike looked around to make sure everyone was listening "Now me," Spike paused before rubbing his stomach "I just get a bit peckish" Spike stumbled back and hit the wall behind him, his hands going to his already injured nose, as Giles looked at his fist in confusion. He couldn't remember deciding to attack Spike. Spike growled at them all. "Sod you lot then, i'm off" Spike, marched out of the room. Giles sighed once again, thought, then sighed agian at the amount of times he was sighing. "Xander? What did you find?" Without looking up, he withdrew a peice of paper from his pocket, and handed it to Giles. Giles eyes skimmed the page, before his eyes widened. He was about to reread the note, before finding it snatched out of his hand, he opened his mouth to complain, when he noticed that it was Buffy who had grabbed the note. He closd his mouth, and silently waited for Buffy's reaction, hoping it wasn't what she thought it was going to be. It was. Buffy marched out of the room instantly. "Buffy!" He called, stepping back quickly as she turned back to him. He remembered what happened last time he had tried to stop her from going to face an increadably powerful foe, even if it was years ago. Her furious expression softened "Giles, could you look after my mom while I'm... away?" Giles, bowing to the inevitable, sighed, chiding himself as he did, and nodded. "Of course, Buffy, perhaps, you would like" Buffy was gone already. Giles almost sighed, before catching himself, and walked back in the room, smiling proudly at his self restraint, before sighing when he remembered the predicament he was in. "Would you mind not sighing every five seconds Giles, its kind of annoying " Xander snapped irratably. Giles, affronted, sat down, without saying a word. He picked up the note, studying it again absently.
"Buffy, like the state your mothers in? You think that's bad? I was rushed with that piece of artwork. Luckily I have someone else with me here that I can experiment on. And I have a nice, big, empty mansion to do it in. I'm sure you know which one. if you want to stop me, you had best hurry, I'm beginnig to feel artistic.
Regards,
Wolf.
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Will Buffy save Dawn before the evil Wolf turns her into artwork? Will Spike reveal what he knows about the mystereous Wolf? Will the Wiccas find an answer? Will Joyce recover from her coma? Will Giles be able to control his sighing? Tune in for all these answers and more next time on...
THE BEAST WITHIN
