Chapter 8
Author Note: I know this chapter is short but it introduces our bad guy and sets up even more sexual tension betwen Spike and Buffy. ::Wink::wink::
Joe Striker sat in his office, a demo tape in his hand. It rolled it back and forth, mulling his plans. It had been almost too easy, to tempt the vampire and the Slayer. Easy pray. Of course it would be tough to kill them, but easy pray for what he was doing.
They were clueless to guess what he was. An average demon, but smarter than most. Sparks of energy came out his blue fingertips and a black snakelike tongue forked out his mouth as he laughed.
Without knowing it, the Slayer and the vampire were giving to him, pieces of their souls. The vampire had no clue but there was a bit of soul clinging to his insides. Joe knew, an ancient spell, reworked with modern conveniences, that would suck the essence of the Slayer right out of the girl and he could banish it forever. No more Slayer. And on top of that she was touting around the pathetic vampire. Two for one deal. He could take the soul in the vampire for his own means to strengthen his powers, all because it was mixed with the essence of the Slayer. (Or so he thought. Joe had no idea that their souls had yet to mark on one another.)
He had tried before, with other slayers, but it hadn't worked. He wasn't sure, even now if it would work. He was so close though.
Joe was smart. He made preparations. He wouldn't fail this time.
Author Note: I know this chapter is short but it introduces our bad guy and sets up even more sexual tension betwen Spike and Buffy. ::Wink::wink::
Joe Striker sat in his office, a demo tape in his hand. It rolled it back and forth, mulling his plans. It had been almost too easy, to tempt the vampire and the Slayer. Easy pray. Of course it would be tough to kill them, but easy pray for what he was doing.
They were clueless to guess what he was. An average demon, but smarter than most. Sparks of energy came out his blue fingertips and a black snakelike tongue forked out his mouth as he laughed.
Without knowing it, the Slayer and the vampire were giving to him, pieces of their souls. The vampire had no clue but there was a bit of soul clinging to his insides. Joe knew, an ancient spell, reworked with modern conveniences, that would suck the essence of the Slayer right out of the girl and he could banish it forever. No more Slayer. And on top of that she was touting around the pathetic vampire. Two for one deal. He could take the soul in the vampire for his own means to strengthen his powers, all because it was mixed with the essence of the Slayer. (Or so he thought. Joe had no idea that their souls had yet to mark on one another.)
He had tried before, with other slayers, but it hadn't worked. He wasn't sure, even now if it would work. He was so close though.
Joe was smart. He made preparations. He wouldn't fail this time.
