Rating: PG-13 (For Spike's swearing. Bad Spike!)
Category: Spike/Dawn.
Summary: Spike's back from LA, 3 years after Buffy's death, chipless, drunk and in a real bad mood…
Disclaimer: I don't own Buffy or any of the characters, they belong to the brilliant Joss Wheddon, Fox TV, the Grrr Argh bloke etc. I do, however, own Sean. So leave him alone! Unless you ask for permission of course.
Archiving: Yes! Just please tell me where you're putting it.
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Willow slowly opened her eyes and sorely wished she hadn't. Her wrists and feet were shackled to the walls. As she looked around her she saw that she was not the only one. To her left was Tara, her right was Sean and opposite her was a slumped bleach blonde head she could only assume was Spike.
To her horror, she saw that Dawn was chained, her arms and legs in V's, to the cold, stone floor. Willow had no idea where she was and no idea how she, or the others, had got there. She felt very weak and it hurt to lift her head. Her neck was very sore from the burn she had received earlier and her wrists and ankles were bleeding from where she had struggled against her restraints. Her hair was messed up and several strands were plastered to her hair with sweat.
She jumped slightly as the door banged open and a tall, dark haired woman swept into the room. Her first thoughts were that it was Dru, but soon realised it wasn't. The woman turned to look at Willow, eyes glaring. As Willow stared into her eyes, she felt herself slipping into an unconscious state and not wanting to let go of the reality she had only just found, quickly looked away.
Tara opened her eyes and raised her head.
"W-willow! What happened? You were hurt, and then…and then…" she trailed off as she noticed the woman staring at her.
Her lips turned up into an evil smile.
"It's amazing how easily people accept things when they want them so badly isn't, princess. You wanted Willow, and I gave her to you. Well…what you thought was her."
Tara's eyes welled up with tears as she thought of how gullible she had been. The woman smiled again and turned to Willow.
"Now you… you're a special one aren't you?"
She took a step towards Willow and her grin spread.
"I can feel you're power, it's very strong. But that's not all. There's something else…"
She looked at the necklace around Willow's neck and her smile faded. It had burnt into her skin and was stuck fast into her flesh. The woman narrowed her eyes and drew her fist back and slammed it into Willow's jaw. Willow let out a cry of pain as blood began to trickle from her lip and the necklace began to burn again. The woman screamed and her hand shot to her forehead. Spike's eyes shot open and his arms struggled fiercely against his restraints. There was a shooting pain running through his neck, yet no apparent cause.
The woman stood up straight, after the pain had gone. She turned to look at Spike.
"You get this one well protected haven't you?"
Spike looked at her, puzzled and angry.
"Oh wait… you didn't mean for this to happen did you? A mortal and an immortal, chained for life…"
Willow's eyes widened.
"Huh?!"
The woman turned back to face Willow.
"It goes like this, Princess. During that spell that went wrong just before I came to fetch you all, time and reality began to stretch and tear. Spike had said that the necklace you are wearing made you belong to him, that you were his. Well now you are a part of him, and he is part of you. You are one, and you are separate. Mortal and immortal."
Willow swallowed at this news. She didn't know quite how to take it.
"Who ARE you?"
"Oh how rude of me!" The woman cooed. "My name is Trilaya. I am a one- of-a-kind demon. Now, if I remember correctly, you and your little friends were responsible for the demise of my good friend, Glorificus. And I now have the key."
"But you can't!"
"Oh, wrong, Princess! I can, and I will. But I'm not as stupid as Glory. I intend to visit a different plain of existence, one where I cannot fail."
Willow's eyes went to where Dawn lay chained to the floor. The blood continued to flow down her wrists and ankles. She was feeling very weak by now. Trilaya pulled a knife out of the sheath attached to the belt at her waist. She stepped over to where Dawn lay, and with swift movements, sliced through her wrists towards the elbows, careful to miss the major arteries so the blood flow would last longer. Dawn flinched in unconsciousness.
Spike raised his head slowly and watched through cold eyes as the blood began to trickle through Dawn's fingers. His eyes rose and met Willow's. The second their eyes met it was like a jolt of electricity shot through them both. Willow nodded at Spike and, as one, they began to chant under their breaths.
Willow closed her eyes and felt the elements begin to stir. She could feel the earth begin to move and the air inside the room began to swirl and blow her hair. She could feel the fire burning at her throat and the tears begin to trickle down her cheeks. She opened her eyes and saw lights of every colour begin to swirl around the room. Her eyes met Spike's and she did not falter her chanting as she noticed his eyes begin to glow a deep red, unaware of the fact that her own eyes were glowing a bright white.
Dawn slowly opened her eyes and blinked away the tears that were formed from the pain of her wrists. She moved her head and saw Willow to one side of her, Spike to the other, their eyes fixed on each other's and glowing brightly as they continued to chant.
Willow had no idea what she was saying, it was in some ancient, forgotten language, she just knew she had to. She could feel her life force draining out of her with every breath and word. She could Spike physically weakening on he other side of the room.
The elements continued to swirl and she could see Trilaya frozen in place. Out of the corner of her eyes she could see that Sean had awakened and that he and Tara were staring, open-mouthed at Willow and Spike.
Willow and Spike continued to chant and there was enough power in the room, you could cut it with a knife. The power continued to grow and the chanting got louder. Willow was completely lost in Spike's eyes and could only see the lights out of the corner of her eyes. She could just hear the words Trilaya had said earlier.
'…you are part of him, and he is part of you…'
The lights continued to swirl and glow, while the power continued to grow.
'…you are one, and you are separate…'
Willows eyes were glowing a brilliant white, while Spike's glowed a bright red.
'…mortal and immortal…'
One final burst of energy shot from the chests of Willow and Spike and Trilaya was dispersed into a pile of dust.
Dawn slowly opened her eyes and looked at Willow and Spike. Willow was very weak and could barely stand up. Dawn's eyes widened as she noticed their eyes. A feeling of calm overtook the room. Dawn watched with tearful eyes as a stream of light poured both Spike and Willow's eyes. The streams of light came together from both sides of the room and met in a small sphere above Dawn. The light faded from Willow and Spike's eyes and the sphere hovered above Dawn. Willow continued to look into Spike's eyes and smiled weakly at him. He stared at her for a brief second and returned the smile before, in a shower of golden particles, he exploded into a thousand, million pieces of dust. Willow let one final breath escape her lips and her head slumped forward onto her chest. The necklace that had burned into her neck exploded, just as Spike had, and left only the burned mark on her neck.
The small sphere was all that was left of the vampire and the witch and it, just like the two of them, exploded. But instead of disappearing, red and white particles showered down on Dawn and seeped into her cuts, healing them instantly. She looked away from the remnants of her friends and allowed the tears to flow down her cheeks.
The door burst open on this sorry scene and Angel, Cordelia and the scoobies stood in the doorway in shock as they took in the scene before them. The only noise in the whole room was the small sobs that wracked Dawn's chest as she cried into the stone floor.
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OK, so I did say it wasn't going to be pretty.
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There is just one more chapter to go and it will be up as soon as poss.
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Category: Spike/Dawn.
Summary: Spike's back from LA, 3 years after Buffy's death, chipless, drunk and in a real bad mood…
Disclaimer: I don't own Buffy or any of the characters, they belong to the brilliant Joss Wheddon, Fox TV, the Grrr Argh bloke etc. I do, however, own Sean. So leave him alone! Unless you ask for permission of course.
Archiving: Yes! Just please tell me where you're putting it.
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Willow slowly opened her eyes and sorely wished she hadn't. Her wrists and feet were shackled to the walls. As she looked around her she saw that she was not the only one. To her left was Tara, her right was Sean and opposite her was a slumped bleach blonde head she could only assume was Spike.
To her horror, she saw that Dawn was chained, her arms and legs in V's, to the cold, stone floor. Willow had no idea where she was and no idea how she, or the others, had got there. She felt very weak and it hurt to lift her head. Her neck was very sore from the burn she had received earlier and her wrists and ankles were bleeding from where she had struggled against her restraints. Her hair was messed up and several strands were plastered to her hair with sweat.
She jumped slightly as the door banged open and a tall, dark haired woman swept into the room. Her first thoughts were that it was Dru, but soon realised it wasn't. The woman turned to look at Willow, eyes glaring. As Willow stared into her eyes, she felt herself slipping into an unconscious state and not wanting to let go of the reality she had only just found, quickly looked away.
Tara opened her eyes and raised her head.
"W-willow! What happened? You were hurt, and then…and then…" she trailed off as she noticed the woman staring at her.
Her lips turned up into an evil smile.
"It's amazing how easily people accept things when they want them so badly isn't, princess. You wanted Willow, and I gave her to you. Well…what you thought was her."
Tara's eyes welled up with tears as she thought of how gullible she had been. The woman smiled again and turned to Willow.
"Now you… you're a special one aren't you?"
She took a step towards Willow and her grin spread.
"I can feel you're power, it's very strong. But that's not all. There's something else…"
She looked at the necklace around Willow's neck and her smile faded. It had burnt into her skin and was stuck fast into her flesh. The woman narrowed her eyes and drew her fist back and slammed it into Willow's jaw. Willow let out a cry of pain as blood began to trickle from her lip and the necklace began to burn again. The woman screamed and her hand shot to her forehead. Spike's eyes shot open and his arms struggled fiercely against his restraints. There was a shooting pain running through his neck, yet no apparent cause.
The woman stood up straight, after the pain had gone. She turned to look at Spike.
"You get this one well protected haven't you?"
Spike looked at her, puzzled and angry.
"Oh wait… you didn't mean for this to happen did you? A mortal and an immortal, chained for life…"
Willow's eyes widened.
"Huh?!"
The woman turned back to face Willow.
"It goes like this, Princess. During that spell that went wrong just before I came to fetch you all, time and reality began to stretch and tear. Spike had said that the necklace you are wearing made you belong to him, that you were his. Well now you are a part of him, and he is part of you. You are one, and you are separate. Mortal and immortal."
Willow swallowed at this news. She didn't know quite how to take it.
"Who ARE you?"
"Oh how rude of me!" The woman cooed. "My name is Trilaya. I am a one- of-a-kind demon. Now, if I remember correctly, you and your little friends were responsible for the demise of my good friend, Glorificus. And I now have the key."
"But you can't!"
"Oh, wrong, Princess! I can, and I will. But I'm not as stupid as Glory. I intend to visit a different plain of existence, one where I cannot fail."
Willow's eyes went to where Dawn lay chained to the floor. The blood continued to flow down her wrists and ankles. She was feeling very weak by now. Trilaya pulled a knife out of the sheath attached to the belt at her waist. She stepped over to where Dawn lay, and with swift movements, sliced through her wrists towards the elbows, careful to miss the major arteries so the blood flow would last longer. Dawn flinched in unconsciousness.
Spike raised his head slowly and watched through cold eyes as the blood began to trickle through Dawn's fingers. His eyes rose and met Willow's. The second their eyes met it was like a jolt of electricity shot through them both. Willow nodded at Spike and, as one, they began to chant under their breaths.
Willow closed her eyes and felt the elements begin to stir. She could feel the earth begin to move and the air inside the room began to swirl and blow her hair. She could feel the fire burning at her throat and the tears begin to trickle down her cheeks. She opened her eyes and saw lights of every colour begin to swirl around the room. Her eyes met Spike's and she did not falter her chanting as she noticed his eyes begin to glow a deep red, unaware of the fact that her own eyes were glowing a bright white.
Dawn slowly opened her eyes and blinked away the tears that were formed from the pain of her wrists. She moved her head and saw Willow to one side of her, Spike to the other, their eyes fixed on each other's and glowing brightly as they continued to chant.
Willow had no idea what she was saying, it was in some ancient, forgotten language, she just knew she had to. She could feel her life force draining out of her with every breath and word. She could Spike physically weakening on he other side of the room.
The elements continued to swirl and she could see Trilaya frozen in place. Out of the corner of her eyes she could see that Sean had awakened and that he and Tara were staring, open-mouthed at Willow and Spike.
Willow and Spike continued to chant and there was enough power in the room, you could cut it with a knife. The power continued to grow and the chanting got louder. Willow was completely lost in Spike's eyes and could only see the lights out of the corner of her eyes. She could just hear the words Trilaya had said earlier.
'…you are part of him, and he is part of you…'
The lights continued to swirl and glow, while the power continued to grow.
'…you are one, and you are separate…'
Willows eyes were glowing a brilliant white, while Spike's glowed a bright red.
'…mortal and immortal…'
One final burst of energy shot from the chests of Willow and Spike and Trilaya was dispersed into a pile of dust.
Dawn slowly opened her eyes and looked at Willow and Spike. Willow was very weak and could barely stand up. Dawn's eyes widened as she noticed their eyes. A feeling of calm overtook the room. Dawn watched with tearful eyes as a stream of light poured both Spike and Willow's eyes. The streams of light came together from both sides of the room and met in a small sphere above Dawn. The light faded from Willow and Spike's eyes and the sphere hovered above Dawn. Willow continued to look into Spike's eyes and smiled weakly at him. He stared at her for a brief second and returned the smile before, in a shower of golden particles, he exploded into a thousand, million pieces of dust. Willow let one final breath escape her lips and her head slumped forward onto her chest. The necklace that had burned into her neck exploded, just as Spike had, and left only the burned mark on her neck.
The small sphere was all that was left of the vampire and the witch and it, just like the two of them, exploded. But instead of disappearing, red and white particles showered down on Dawn and seeped into her cuts, healing them instantly. She looked away from the remnants of her friends and allowed the tears to flow down her cheeks.
The door burst open on this sorry scene and Angel, Cordelia and the scoobies stood in the doorway in shock as they took in the scene before them. The only noise in the whole room was the small sobs that wracked Dawn's chest as she cried into the stone floor.
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OK, so I did say it wasn't going to be pretty.
Waddya think?!!!
PLS PLS PLS READ AND REVIEW!!!!
There is just one more chapter to go and it will be up as soon as poss.
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Trixta
-x-