Title: Buffy: The Vampire?
Part: 6/10 "tainted love"
Disclaimer's, Note's, Etc. In part one.
Thanks a mill. For all the feedback! If there are any holes in the plot, please let me know. My beta's are great at ass-kissing, (not that I mind having people who worship me), but they kinda suck at letting me know if something's missing... especially since neither of them watch Buffy.
Spike and Kendra made their way through the crowd of demons and vampires that frequented Willy's. According to what Dru had told him, Spike was searching for a blonde witch by the name of Tara. She's the one who'd sent Buffy into another dimension.
Off to the side, Spike caught a glimpse of Faith. The brunette was the latest of the Slayer's. She had Willy pinned against the wall, obviously pumping him for information. She wasn't exactly devout to her duty. Only her Watcher and Giles (Buffy's Watcher), kept her on the job.
"There she is." Kendra motioned to a group of seven girls. The one in the middle of them was blonde. Her eyes were solid black and seemed devoid of emotion.
Spike rushed over. "Tara?"
The six girls stood, taking defensive stances. Tara stood as well. "Sit." She ordered them. "I've been waiting for you, William the Bloody. Come, we can talk in private." She literally floated along to a back room.
"Keep an eye out for the others." Spike told Kendra as he followed Tara.
"Drusilla said you'd come looking for me." She stood, arms crossed, using magic to pull out a chair for him. She remained standing in front of the closed door.
"Bring Buffy back or I'll kill you." Spike growled, kicking the chair away.
Tara smiled, lips only. Her eyes dead to the world. "Drusilla paid me. Will you do the same?"
"I give you anything. I just want her back."
"I need a girl. A virgin. By tomorrow evening."
Spike looked over the blonde. "She's fucking lost it." He thought. The power of her craft had taken over mind and soul. "Fine." He moved to the door, but she grabbed his face with her hands and stared into his eyes, paralyzing him.
~ Spike headed towards Buffy's house. He stayed away from her for about a week after they'd made love. He just wanted to give her a little space. But, he missed her so badly it hurt all over.
When he heard a scream coming from near her house, he ran as fast as he could. He could smell blood. Buffy's blood.
Dru was standing over the Slayer, a knife in her hand. She was about to plunge it into Buffy's gut when Spike jumped towards her, shoving her against a tree.
Drusilla ginned when she saw Spike. "We'll be free of her now." She said.
"No, I'll be free of you now." He growled, ripping a branch off the tree with the intent of staking her.
"Spike?" Buffy's weak whisper caused him to forget his vengeance as he rushed to her side. There were several knife wounds all over her stomach. He knew with one glance that there was no way she was living from this attack, Slayer healing powers or not.
"Buffy... you'll be okay..." He tired and failed to muster up a smile.
"No... I know... I'm as good as dead." She coughed, blood trickling down the corner of her mouth. "Spike?"
He saw the look in her eyes. The question that hung there. "No, Buffy." He answered before she even asked.
"Please, Spike. I don't wanna leave you." She let out a sob. "We can be together forever. Please?" She grabbed on to his jacket with what little strength she had left and pulled his head down to her neck. "Do it."
Spike let out a groan as he bit into his loves skin. ~
~ Spike sat with his feet dangling into the open grave as he waited. It hadn't been his idea to bury her. But, her mother didn't know that she'd be back. She wouldn't really understand. She'd been reluctant enough to consent to a nighttime funeral so that he could attend.
He glanced down at the coffin sadly. Part of him regretting having turned her because of what she'd be. But, then a larger part felt like singing. He loved her so much, and they'd be together until... well... untill they either got staked or the world ended.
The man laying in the dark dirt beside him started to stir. Spike slammed his elbow into the back of his head, knocking him unconscious again.
The coffin lid popped open and Buffy sat up, letting out a long, pain-filled scream. Spike hopped down and pulled her into his arms.
"Spike?" She questioned, shaking in his arms, gripping him around the waist tightly.
"Yeah, Pet. It's me." He stroked her hair gently.
"I felt like I was gone for years." She said, nuzzling closer to him.
"Wasn't that long." He said, moving away from her so that he could look her in the eyes. They still held a vibrant, warm look in them. But, there was also a slight darkness in them. "Brought you something."
Buffy cocked her head to the side. Spike motioned to above the gave and she climbed up to see the man lying there. "Always looking out for me, Spike. What would I do without you?" She flashed him a radiant smile before letting her face change and sucking the man dry.
Spike joined her, climbing over the carcass. He ran his tongue over her blood coated lips. ~
~ Please, No!" A woman screamed as Spike bit into her teenage daughters neck. "Please! She's just a baby!"
"The good always die young." Buffy said, licking the other side of the girls neck. "I would know." Her bite caused the girl to let out a strangled scream before she slipped into oblivion.
"Why do they always say 'please'?" Angelus questioned, grabbing the woman by the back of her neck. "It's so..."
"Typical?" Spike finished.
"Yeah. Though, it kinda takes the fun out of it when they don't, Doesn't it?" With his free hand he yanked the woman's hair away from her neck so the tender pink skin was bare for him. He growled at the woman's whimpering. "Doesn't it?"
"Please..." She sobbed.
Angelus grinned as his teeth sunk into her neck. When he finished feeding off of her, he looked down to see that Spike had Buffy pinned against the ground, fucking her next to the girls body. ~
Tara let go of Spike's face with a wicked grin. "I want my virgin by tomorrow night, or your lover will stay in the other dimension. There is no other witch with the power to perform..." Her eyes rounded and flashed to their normal color before she slumped to the ground. Darla stood behind her with a sword in her hands.
"Gee... then I guess the Slayer's never gonna come back." Behind her, Spike could see Angelus with a stake in his hand.
He kicked at a pile of dust with his feet. He laughed maliciously. "And it looks like we're slayer free again."
Spike let out a groan. His only hope for getting Buffy back gone. And, his only ally gone.
"If it wasn't for Dru, you'd be dead too." Angelus finished. "Come on, Spike. Time to go home."
Part: 6/10 "tainted love"
Disclaimer's, Note's, Etc. In part one.
Thanks a mill. For all the feedback! If there are any holes in the plot, please let me know. My beta's are great at ass-kissing, (not that I mind having people who worship me), but they kinda suck at letting me know if something's missing... especially since neither of them watch Buffy.
Spike and Kendra made their way through the crowd of demons and vampires that frequented Willy's. According to what Dru had told him, Spike was searching for a blonde witch by the name of Tara. She's the one who'd sent Buffy into another dimension.
Off to the side, Spike caught a glimpse of Faith. The brunette was the latest of the Slayer's. She had Willy pinned against the wall, obviously pumping him for information. She wasn't exactly devout to her duty. Only her Watcher and Giles (Buffy's Watcher), kept her on the job.
"There she is." Kendra motioned to a group of seven girls. The one in the middle of them was blonde. Her eyes were solid black and seemed devoid of emotion.
Spike rushed over. "Tara?"
The six girls stood, taking defensive stances. Tara stood as well. "Sit." She ordered them. "I've been waiting for you, William the Bloody. Come, we can talk in private." She literally floated along to a back room.
"Keep an eye out for the others." Spike told Kendra as he followed Tara.
"Drusilla said you'd come looking for me." She stood, arms crossed, using magic to pull out a chair for him. She remained standing in front of the closed door.
"Bring Buffy back or I'll kill you." Spike growled, kicking the chair away.
Tara smiled, lips only. Her eyes dead to the world. "Drusilla paid me. Will you do the same?"
"I give you anything. I just want her back."
"I need a girl. A virgin. By tomorrow evening."
Spike looked over the blonde. "She's fucking lost it." He thought. The power of her craft had taken over mind and soul. "Fine." He moved to the door, but she grabbed his face with her hands and stared into his eyes, paralyzing him.
~ Spike headed towards Buffy's house. He stayed away from her for about a week after they'd made love. He just wanted to give her a little space. But, he missed her so badly it hurt all over.
When he heard a scream coming from near her house, he ran as fast as he could. He could smell blood. Buffy's blood.
Dru was standing over the Slayer, a knife in her hand. She was about to plunge it into Buffy's gut when Spike jumped towards her, shoving her against a tree.
Drusilla ginned when she saw Spike. "We'll be free of her now." She said.
"No, I'll be free of you now." He growled, ripping a branch off the tree with the intent of staking her.
"Spike?" Buffy's weak whisper caused him to forget his vengeance as he rushed to her side. There were several knife wounds all over her stomach. He knew with one glance that there was no way she was living from this attack, Slayer healing powers or not.
"Buffy... you'll be okay..." He tired and failed to muster up a smile.
"No... I know... I'm as good as dead." She coughed, blood trickling down the corner of her mouth. "Spike?"
He saw the look in her eyes. The question that hung there. "No, Buffy." He answered before she even asked.
"Please, Spike. I don't wanna leave you." She let out a sob. "We can be together forever. Please?" She grabbed on to his jacket with what little strength she had left and pulled his head down to her neck. "Do it."
Spike let out a groan as he bit into his loves skin. ~
~ Spike sat with his feet dangling into the open grave as he waited. It hadn't been his idea to bury her. But, her mother didn't know that she'd be back. She wouldn't really understand. She'd been reluctant enough to consent to a nighttime funeral so that he could attend.
He glanced down at the coffin sadly. Part of him regretting having turned her because of what she'd be. But, then a larger part felt like singing. He loved her so much, and they'd be together until... well... untill they either got staked or the world ended.
The man laying in the dark dirt beside him started to stir. Spike slammed his elbow into the back of his head, knocking him unconscious again.
The coffin lid popped open and Buffy sat up, letting out a long, pain-filled scream. Spike hopped down and pulled her into his arms.
"Spike?" She questioned, shaking in his arms, gripping him around the waist tightly.
"Yeah, Pet. It's me." He stroked her hair gently.
"I felt like I was gone for years." She said, nuzzling closer to him.
"Wasn't that long." He said, moving away from her so that he could look her in the eyes. They still held a vibrant, warm look in them. But, there was also a slight darkness in them. "Brought you something."
Buffy cocked her head to the side. Spike motioned to above the gave and she climbed up to see the man lying there. "Always looking out for me, Spike. What would I do without you?" She flashed him a radiant smile before letting her face change and sucking the man dry.
Spike joined her, climbing over the carcass. He ran his tongue over her blood coated lips. ~
~ Please, No!" A woman screamed as Spike bit into her teenage daughters neck. "Please! She's just a baby!"
"The good always die young." Buffy said, licking the other side of the girls neck. "I would know." Her bite caused the girl to let out a strangled scream before she slipped into oblivion.
"Why do they always say 'please'?" Angelus questioned, grabbing the woman by the back of her neck. "It's so..."
"Typical?" Spike finished.
"Yeah. Though, it kinda takes the fun out of it when they don't, Doesn't it?" With his free hand he yanked the woman's hair away from her neck so the tender pink skin was bare for him. He growled at the woman's whimpering. "Doesn't it?"
"Please..." She sobbed.
Angelus grinned as his teeth sunk into her neck. When he finished feeding off of her, he looked down to see that Spike had Buffy pinned against the ground, fucking her next to the girls body. ~
Tara let go of Spike's face with a wicked grin. "I want my virgin by tomorrow night, or your lover will stay in the other dimension. There is no other witch with the power to perform..." Her eyes rounded and flashed to their normal color before she slumped to the ground. Darla stood behind her with a sword in her hands.
"Gee... then I guess the Slayer's never gonna come back." Behind her, Spike could see Angelus with a stake in his hand.
He kicked at a pile of dust with his feet. He laughed maliciously. "And it looks like we're slayer free again."
Spike let out a groan. His only hope for getting Buffy back gone. And, his only ally gone.
"If it wasn't for Dru, you'd be dead too." Angelus finished. "Come on, Spike. Time to go home."
