An American Vampire in London, Chapter 7 (N-C Rating 15 for swearing)
Spike, Cameron and a few others who'd tagged along, had just been on a mass feeding, biting a couple of tramps and an elderly couple who'd been walking their dog.
'Should have kept the flea-bitten mongrel indoors, and left him to get fat and die' Spike thought, wiping his face, remembering how he'd silenced the dog, who'd began to whine as his owners were killed. He wasn't called William the Bloody for nothing.
The other vampires seemed to be in awe of him, but Cameron was acting a bit too cocky for his own good. 'Better duff him up a bit. That'll show him who's boss.' But before he could think of anything, he sensed something. SOMEONE. As he got closer to the unassuming figure, his vampiric senses began to become clearer. A she. A young she. 'Yummy!' Spike thought, 'Young girl. Vampire equivalent to triple chocolate gateaux -third slice'. The other vampires hadn't picked up the scent yet but Cameron seemed to be searching for something. Spike looked at Cam and spoke quietly, 'She's mine.'
Cameron could do nothing but nod. Getting on the bad side of his sire was NOT a good idea. Spike turned round, and addressed the three vampires behind him. 'Quiet. The hunt's not over. There's food. A girl. But…', he glanced round at the four, '…but she's mine. Got it?' The three nodded. Cameron just looked the other way.
They picked up the pace, closing in on the girl, who obviously had no idea what was to come. She was sitting on a bench with a book in her lap. Spike coughed deliberately. The girl jerked her head up and turned to see the five men watching her. Her eyes widened. So did Spike's. It was the girl in the daft near-death vision he'd had. With the Egyptian temple and that weird god-dog woman. And Angel. Angel, who was in London. Since the vision, Spike had scouted round but had found nothing. Probably due to the fact that the vision he'd had wasn't real. It must have been the tramp's blood he'd drunk then. Or so he had thought.
But the girl was there, coming to stand up in front of him. He stopped. Should he go on and bite her…. Or what? Stop and say, 'Hi. I'm a vampire and I want to kill you but the thing is you were in my vision where you were sacrificed to a dog-headed psycho god statue, so I'll let that happen to you instead and go now. Bye! '
He didn't think so. 'Bite her it is', he thought. 'She's gonna die anyway. Save those women the trouble.' He grinned. 'Alright love?'
She spoke. 'Fine thanks...dear.' She turned to walk away but Spike spoke again. 'Wait a minute. We just want to talk to you.'
'Yeah. And I'd need to talk to someone if I believed you. A psychiatrist, you think?'
'That wasn't a nice thing to say. We're not gonna hurt you. At least …' he morphed into his vampire face, '…they won't.'
The girl looked shocked and scared, screamed and began to run. Spike shouted after her, 'That's right! Run! And we'll hunt you down like a pack of dogs. You're not gonna escape!' He and the others ran after her. She was quick but not enough to lose a vampire. Spike and the others gained on her and slowed down as she ran straight into a locked gate, halting her. She tried pushing against it but to no avail. She even tried to climb the thing but she fell off as she reached the top, which was covered in barbed wire.
The girl had obviously hurt something when she had fallen, as she tried to get up and reach for her bag at the same time. Spike took one step towards her and suddenly she was up, brandishing a pencil that she'd grabbed from her bag. 'Don't come near me,' her eyes moved from one figure to another, 'I know what exactly you are. And I know you guys aren't too friendly with wood. Turns you into a nice pile of dust.' She held the pencil as if it were a weapon and not a piece of stationery. Unworried, they moved closer.
'I said don't come near me. I am willing to hurt you. It's a brand new pencil. Pointy.'
Spike laughed. She had guts, he could give her that. But no brains! 'Put the stationery down. What are you gonna do, make us write 'I shall not attack and kill young girls at night?' I don't think so. Now put the pencil down.'
'No.'
'Put. It. Down.'
'NO!'
At this point one of the three vampires ran towards the girl and was turned into dust as she threw the pencil through his heart with deadly accuracy. She stepped back, unsure of what to do. She had forgotten about the gate behind her, so she was going nowhere. Spike stopped, watching to see what she would do next. This was the part he loved best. The terror in the victim's eyes, their lives about to come to an end. The girl was no different, her eyes darting around her trying to search for something, anything that could help her. She grabbed the bag from the floor and pulled something out. A book.
'It's a Bible,' she said.
'What you want us to do about it? Have a little sermon on 'Thou shalt not kill' and so on?' One of the two remaining vampires asked, smirking at his own wit but stopped when Spike growled at him.
'No…' the girl spoke up, turning the Bible over to show a wooden cross embedded in the front. She yanked it off and threw it at the vampire, dead shot at his heart and he promptly disintegrated. '…But I know why they say these things lift the burden off you.' She looked up. 'Two down. Three to go. Pretty good, don't you say for a 'little girl'.'
Her hands went to the back of her head and took out the chopsticks, her hair falling around her shoulders. 'She really is beautiful. Even more than Dru. And Stupid Slayer.' Spike thought. Then he realised what he was thinking. 'Not that I'd go for that kind of girl…'
The schoolgirl held the chopsticks as if she was going to use them like knives; standing a fighting stance Spike hadn't seen before.
'Hows about we make those odds five to none?' She smiled, and catching the remaining vampires off-guard, she staked the third, leaving Spike and Cameron, who ran towards her. They both grabbed her, and were subsequently stabbed in the arm with the chopsticks. Their grasps weakened, the girl was able to escape yet again.
Spike yanked the piece of wood out of his arm and winced. She'd jammed the chopstick into the bone and god, did it hurt! He turned to Cam and shouted, 'Get the stupid bitch…and kill her!'
They began to run, both in pain because of their wounds. But they were able to catch up with the girl, as she had slipped while running. Spike pulled her towards him as she fell, making sure she didn't come near his injured arm. He moved his face towards her neck; pulling her hair so tightly it brought tears in her eyes. Her head jerked upwards and as he tried to bite her, she began to struggle too much for him to get the kill. Cameron was hovering in the background, unsure whether to help his sire or to let Spike get on with it. He decided he best not help, unless he wanted to die quickly.
The girl was shouting, 'Get off me! Get the fuck off me, fucking bastard, get the fuck off!' Angry, Spike slapped her, wanting to shut her up, but she kneed him in turn. He doubled over in pain, and she jerked away but not before he had ripped off her coat as well as her school shirt, trying to hang onto her.
'Get away from me! Get away, you fucking idiot!' Finally she broke free and tore off towards the lake.
Spike was furious now. The stupid bitch had showed him up twice in front of his childe, who had been of no help whatsoever AND she'd ruined his best trench coat. His ONLY trench coat. He'd teach her. He looked at Cam, pure fury on his face. 'What the hell you waiting for?! Get the fucking cow!?'
Angel had been sitting on the swings for some time now, but glancing to the sky, realised it was going to be light soon. He got up and began to walk out of the children's play area when he'd heard the screams. They seemed to be coming from the lake and they seemed to be getting closer. As he looked up, he saw a girl come running at him, her shirt torn, hair messed and constantly looking behind her. Not watching where she was going, she ran smack into Angel who grabbed her to steady her. They both gasped.
'You…' Her eyes widened.
Angel couldn't believe it. It was 'vision girl'. Here. In front of him. But before he could say anything, Spike came rushing round the corner, swearing obscenities and clutching his arm. After him came Cameron struggling to keep up.
'Fucking bitch. Wait 'till I get my hands on her, stupid bitch won't know what hit her. I'll…' He grinded to a halt. There, in front of him, was Angel with bloody 'vision girl' hidden behind him. Angel, who didn't look very happy to see him. Who wouldn't probably let him have the girl so he could… He sighed.
'Alright Angel?' He wasn't going to show Angel his anger at seeing him, especially after spending days searching for him.
'Leave her alone.' Angel pushed the girl further after him.
'Who? Girly behind you? I think not. She ruined my best trench coat. Problem is, it's my only one!'
'I said…Leave her alone! She's got nothing to do with this.'
'Haven't you been listening?! She ruined my coat!' Spike was really getting pissed off now. And so, from the looks of things, was the girl.
'Excuse me! I think…'
Angel turned around to face her. 'Don't think. He wants to kill you, ok? Just leave this to me.'
'What?!'
'Yeah, he wants to kill you.'
Spike was getting bored now. Talking during dinner was never his thing. Hell, he didn't even wait for grace. He coughed. 'Excuse me… I think we're forgetting me here. I was intending to eat something. Stomach making growly noises. Can't have that now, can we?'
'I'm not letting you have her.' Angel ground out. He glared at Spike.
'Why the hell not?! Stupid cow's gonna die anyhow. I'll just take a bite here and there and she'll have an easier death. What say you, my dear Angelus?' Before Angel could reply, Spike added, 'Better still, let's ask her.'
'No. You see Spike, to get to her you're gonna have to go through me.'
'And what makes you think that? You may no know it, but there are 2 of us and only one of you. Plus a very scared girl.'
Angel snorted. 'Two? I guess my counting must be very rusty because all I can see is you. And no-one else.'
Spike smirked. 'Well that's where you're wrong, because…' He turned to call Cameron over but he wasn't there. Cameron had snuck off when he'd heard Angel's name mentioned. 'The bloke may have a soul and all, but he ain't half got a bad rep', he had thought. 'I ain't gonna hang around for World War 3 to commence' and had promptly disappeared.
Realising this, Spike conceded defeat. 'Alright mate. You win. You can have her. For now. Because madam an' I have some unfinished business to deal with.' He moved to walk away, but stopped and faced his sire.
'Another thing. You should watch her if I were you. There's something strange about that girl. She sure knows to use her Bible's and chopsticks. Always thought they were dangerous but the way she uses them…' He laughed and began to run towards the lake and quickly disappeared.
Angel frowned. 'What the hell was Spike on about? No matter,' he thought as he turned to face the girl, 'I'll soon find ou…' He stopped. The girl wasn't there. She'd gone. Disappeared. The vampire groaned. She'd escaped his grasp yet again. She was like Houdini when he was around. Angel shook his head and looked to the skies, sunlight beginning to filter through the clouds. He then noticed a piece of paper fluttering from a nearby branch. He grabbed the paper and read the message that was scrawled on it.
'Thank you. Now we're even.'
Angel scrunched the paper in undisguised anger and threw it into the nearby bin.
'Not by a long shot, ' he thought as he walked out the park.
Spike, Cameron and a few others who'd tagged along, had just been on a mass feeding, biting a couple of tramps and an elderly couple who'd been walking their dog.
'Should have kept the flea-bitten mongrel indoors, and left him to get fat and die' Spike thought, wiping his face, remembering how he'd silenced the dog, who'd began to whine as his owners were killed. He wasn't called William the Bloody for nothing.
The other vampires seemed to be in awe of him, but Cameron was acting a bit too cocky for his own good. 'Better duff him up a bit. That'll show him who's boss.' But before he could think of anything, he sensed something. SOMEONE. As he got closer to the unassuming figure, his vampiric senses began to become clearer. A she. A young she. 'Yummy!' Spike thought, 'Young girl. Vampire equivalent to triple chocolate gateaux -third slice'. The other vampires hadn't picked up the scent yet but Cameron seemed to be searching for something. Spike looked at Cam and spoke quietly, 'She's mine.'
Cameron could do nothing but nod. Getting on the bad side of his sire was NOT a good idea. Spike turned round, and addressed the three vampires behind him. 'Quiet. The hunt's not over. There's food. A girl. But…', he glanced round at the four, '…but she's mine. Got it?' The three nodded. Cameron just looked the other way.
They picked up the pace, closing in on the girl, who obviously had no idea what was to come. She was sitting on a bench with a book in her lap. Spike coughed deliberately. The girl jerked her head up and turned to see the five men watching her. Her eyes widened. So did Spike's. It was the girl in the daft near-death vision he'd had. With the Egyptian temple and that weird god-dog woman. And Angel. Angel, who was in London. Since the vision, Spike had scouted round but had found nothing. Probably due to the fact that the vision he'd had wasn't real. It must have been the tramp's blood he'd drunk then. Or so he had thought.
But the girl was there, coming to stand up in front of him. He stopped. Should he go on and bite her…. Or what? Stop and say, 'Hi. I'm a vampire and I want to kill you but the thing is you were in my vision where you were sacrificed to a dog-headed psycho god statue, so I'll let that happen to you instead and go now. Bye! '
He didn't think so. 'Bite her it is', he thought. 'She's gonna die anyway. Save those women the trouble.' He grinned. 'Alright love?'
She spoke. 'Fine thanks...dear.' She turned to walk away but Spike spoke again. 'Wait a minute. We just want to talk to you.'
'Yeah. And I'd need to talk to someone if I believed you. A psychiatrist, you think?'
'That wasn't a nice thing to say. We're not gonna hurt you. At least …' he morphed into his vampire face, '…they won't.'
The girl looked shocked and scared, screamed and began to run. Spike shouted after her, 'That's right! Run! And we'll hunt you down like a pack of dogs. You're not gonna escape!' He and the others ran after her. She was quick but not enough to lose a vampire. Spike and the others gained on her and slowed down as she ran straight into a locked gate, halting her. She tried pushing against it but to no avail. She even tried to climb the thing but she fell off as she reached the top, which was covered in barbed wire.
The girl had obviously hurt something when she had fallen, as she tried to get up and reach for her bag at the same time. Spike took one step towards her and suddenly she was up, brandishing a pencil that she'd grabbed from her bag. 'Don't come near me,' her eyes moved from one figure to another, 'I know what exactly you are. And I know you guys aren't too friendly with wood. Turns you into a nice pile of dust.' She held the pencil as if it were a weapon and not a piece of stationery. Unworried, they moved closer.
'I said don't come near me. I am willing to hurt you. It's a brand new pencil. Pointy.'
Spike laughed. She had guts, he could give her that. But no brains! 'Put the stationery down. What are you gonna do, make us write 'I shall not attack and kill young girls at night?' I don't think so. Now put the pencil down.'
'No.'
'Put. It. Down.'
'NO!'
At this point one of the three vampires ran towards the girl and was turned into dust as she threw the pencil through his heart with deadly accuracy. She stepped back, unsure of what to do. She had forgotten about the gate behind her, so she was going nowhere. Spike stopped, watching to see what she would do next. This was the part he loved best. The terror in the victim's eyes, their lives about to come to an end. The girl was no different, her eyes darting around her trying to search for something, anything that could help her. She grabbed the bag from the floor and pulled something out. A book.
'It's a Bible,' she said.
'What you want us to do about it? Have a little sermon on 'Thou shalt not kill' and so on?' One of the two remaining vampires asked, smirking at his own wit but stopped when Spike growled at him.
'No…' the girl spoke up, turning the Bible over to show a wooden cross embedded in the front. She yanked it off and threw it at the vampire, dead shot at his heart and he promptly disintegrated. '…But I know why they say these things lift the burden off you.' She looked up. 'Two down. Three to go. Pretty good, don't you say for a 'little girl'.'
Her hands went to the back of her head and took out the chopsticks, her hair falling around her shoulders. 'She really is beautiful. Even more than Dru. And Stupid Slayer.' Spike thought. Then he realised what he was thinking. 'Not that I'd go for that kind of girl…'
The schoolgirl held the chopsticks as if she was going to use them like knives; standing a fighting stance Spike hadn't seen before.
'Hows about we make those odds five to none?' She smiled, and catching the remaining vampires off-guard, she staked the third, leaving Spike and Cameron, who ran towards her. They both grabbed her, and were subsequently stabbed in the arm with the chopsticks. Their grasps weakened, the girl was able to escape yet again.
Spike yanked the piece of wood out of his arm and winced. She'd jammed the chopstick into the bone and god, did it hurt! He turned to Cam and shouted, 'Get the stupid bitch…and kill her!'
They began to run, both in pain because of their wounds. But they were able to catch up with the girl, as she had slipped while running. Spike pulled her towards him as she fell, making sure she didn't come near his injured arm. He moved his face towards her neck; pulling her hair so tightly it brought tears in her eyes. Her head jerked upwards and as he tried to bite her, she began to struggle too much for him to get the kill. Cameron was hovering in the background, unsure whether to help his sire or to let Spike get on with it. He decided he best not help, unless he wanted to die quickly.
The girl was shouting, 'Get off me! Get the fuck off me, fucking bastard, get the fuck off!' Angry, Spike slapped her, wanting to shut her up, but she kneed him in turn. He doubled over in pain, and she jerked away but not before he had ripped off her coat as well as her school shirt, trying to hang onto her.
'Get away from me! Get away, you fucking idiot!' Finally she broke free and tore off towards the lake.
Spike was furious now. The stupid bitch had showed him up twice in front of his childe, who had been of no help whatsoever AND she'd ruined his best trench coat. His ONLY trench coat. He'd teach her. He looked at Cam, pure fury on his face. 'What the hell you waiting for?! Get the fucking cow!?'
Angel had been sitting on the swings for some time now, but glancing to the sky, realised it was going to be light soon. He got up and began to walk out of the children's play area when he'd heard the screams. They seemed to be coming from the lake and they seemed to be getting closer. As he looked up, he saw a girl come running at him, her shirt torn, hair messed and constantly looking behind her. Not watching where she was going, she ran smack into Angel who grabbed her to steady her. They both gasped.
'You…' Her eyes widened.
Angel couldn't believe it. It was 'vision girl'. Here. In front of him. But before he could say anything, Spike came rushing round the corner, swearing obscenities and clutching his arm. After him came Cameron struggling to keep up.
'Fucking bitch. Wait 'till I get my hands on her, stupid bitch won't know what hit her. I'll…' He grinded to a halt. There, in front of him, was Angel with bloody 'vision girl' hidden behind him. Angel, who didn't look very happy to see him. Who wouldn't probably let him have the girl so he could… He sighed.
'Alright Angel?' He wasn't going to show Angel his anger at seeing him, especially after spending days searching for him.
'Leave her alone.' Angel pushed the girl further after him.
'Who? Girly behind you? I think not. She ruined my best trench coat. Problem is, it's my only one!'
'I said…Leave her alone! She's got nothing to do with this.'
'Haven't you been listening?! She ruined my coat!' Spike was really getting pissed off now. And so, from the looks of things, was the girl.
'Excuse me! I think…'
Angel turned around to face her. 'Don't think. He wants to kill you, ok? Just leave this to me.'
'What?!'
'Yeah, he wants to kill you.'
Spike was getting bored now. Talking during dinner was never his thing. Hell, he didn't even wait for grace. He coughed. 'Excuse me… I think we're forgetting me here. I was intending to eat something. Stomach making growly noises. Can't have that now, can we?'
'I'm not letting you have her.' Angel ground out. He glared at Spike.
'Why the hell not?! Stupid cow's gonna die anyhow. I'll just take a bite here and there and she'll have an easier death. What say you, my dear Angelus?' Before Angel could reply, Spike added, 'Better still, let's ask her.'
'No. You see Spike, to get to her you're gonna have to go through me.'
'And what makes you think that? You may no know it, but there are 2 of us and only one of you. Plus a very scared girl.'
Angel snorted. 'Two? I guess my counting must be very rusty because all I can see is you. And no-one else.'
Spike smirked. 'Well that's where you're wrong, because…' He turned to call Cameron over but he wasn't there. Cameron had snuck off when he'd heard Angel's name mentioned. 'The bloke may have a soul and all, but he ain't half got a bad rep', he had thought. 'I ain't gonna hang around for World War 3 to commence' and had promptly disappeared.
Realising this, Spike conceded defeat. 'Alright mate. You win. You can have her. For now. Because madam an' I have some unfinished business to deal with.' He moved to walk away, but stopped and faced his sire.
'Another thing. You should watch her if I were you. There's something strange about that girl. She sure knows to use her Bible's and chopsticks. Always thought they were dangerous but the way she uses them…' He laughed and began to run towards the lake and quickly disappeared.
Angel frowned. 'What the hell was Spike on about? No matter,' he thought as he turned to face the girl, 'I'll soon find ou…' He stopped. The girl wasn't there. She'd gone. Disappeared. The vampire groaned. She'd escaped his grasp yet again. She was like Houdini when he was around. Angel shook his head and looked to the skies, sunlight beginning to filter through the clouds. He then noticed a piece of paper fluttering from a nearby branch. He grabbed the paper and read the message that was scrawled on it.
'Thank you. Now we're even.'
Angel scrunched the paper in undisguised anger and threw it into the nearby bin.
'Not by a long shot, ' he thought as he walked out the park.