Title: Eleutheria
Author: Christine
E-mail: Xanderette43@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be unfortunately.
Distribution: Lil' Nibblin, Fanfiction.net, The Athenaeum, Little Bit of
Evil. anyone else just ask me and I'll let you have it.
Rating: R
Couple: Spike/Dawn
Author's Notes: This takes place three years after the beginning of season
six. As for the 'wishverse' I made my own rules.
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Part Four
I can see the ground long before we hit it. Spike pulls me towards him as we fall from the portal. His body takes most of the impact when we finally collide with the grass. I groan, my shoulder and my arm hurt like hell, but I'm more concerned about Spike. He curses and turns slowly over onto his back to look over at me. I sit up slowly, my head is pounding. I mention that Willow never said anything about a rough landing. He rolls his eyes and says he'll have a few words with her when we get back. We both get up gradually; it feels like my muscles are screaming. I look around us and realize that we're in the football stadium in back of the high school. I reach down and pick up my weapon, Spike already has his sword in his hand and we start walking towards the center of town.
I see the movie theater in the distance, the brightly lit marquee promoting the latest movies. As we walk further downtown, I start getting this sense of dread, of fear that I usually never got back home. I glance over at Spike and I know he feels it too. Something is off, something just doesn't seem right. I realize then that every store we walk past has been long closed. The Espresso Pump is locked and thick steel bars are across the doors. I glance over at the movie theater and the show times in the window tell me they close at three o'clock everyday. I'm just about to say something when I hear something behind us. Spike turns sharply around and sees two figures in the distance. He touches my arm and motions for us to keep moving. I can feel the hairs on the back of my neck stand up and I gently pat my pants pocket to make sure my stake is still there. I can hear the footfalls of the people behind us get closer, so I start walking faster, tugging on Spike's duster. We're almost to the Magic Box when I hear snickering. Spike turns around again and his eyes widen. I look behind us and almost drop my weapon when I realize who they are. I swallow hard; my heart is beating so rapidly in my chest it feels like its going to explode.
"Well well well, look at what we've got here. Two people stupid enough to venture out in the middle of the night. Guess you've got a death wish."
The guy takes a step closer to us as the girl drapes her arms around him, her hands rubbing up and down his chest. "Bored now. Can we just kill them and go home?"
He turns his face towards hers and I can see his lip curling up in a sinister smile. "Now you know the fun is all in the chase Will, otherwise what would be the point?"
She nods her head in agreement and brings her fingers to her mouth, her tongue inching out to lick them. "That last one was messy, I hope these two aren't."
I can feel my heart pounding in my chest so hard it almost hurts. I take a step backwards and I tug on Spike's duster, trying to make him do the same. He doesn't budge though and I can feel his body tense, preparing for a fight. I look at the two vampires again and sigh, wishing that there was some other way of getting out of here without having a confrontation. Unfortunately there are no other options and I pull my stake out of my pocket reluctantly, my hand grasping it tightly. I try not to think about who these two vampires are, or should I say were, and I can see Spike glance at me, his feet about to spring from the pavement that they're on.
Willow's fist lashes out at me and before I can take another breath I stumble backwards and I can feel the air whoosh past me, her hand missing my face by half an inch. I hear her curse and her leg kicks out from behind her and suddenly I'm on the ground, the wind knocked out of me. I see my stake on the ground a couple feet in front of me but I know I won't be able to reach it. I push myself up again and as her fist comes towards my face again I grab her arm and twist making her lose her balance and I grab her hair with my other hand and pull as hard as I can. Her scream pierces my ears and for a second I want to cover them but I hold on to her hair and tug until I hear the sickening rip. I feel my nose turn up in disgust and I throw the chunk of hair on the road and lean down to grab my fallen stake. I hear a roar behind me and I duck just in time before Xander's foot smashes me in the face. I can hear Spike shouting something at me but I can't hear him over the vampires' yelling.
"Bitch! You ripped her fucking hair out!" He races towards me menacingly and I feel my eyes grow wide as I realize this was the same person I used to have ice cream sundaes with all the time while watching Conan O'Brien. I shake my head, 'no, this isn't him' I tell myself. The real Xander Harris is in the other dimension looking after my sister and praying I come back safe and sound. I break myself out of my reverie just before his hand goes around my throat. I thrust the stake up and plunge it into his chest and his yellow eyes look into my blue ones and I can hear him gasp, looking down at the wood protruding from his heart. He looks back at me and before I can say anything he explodes, his ashes raining down on me.
I turn around and I see Willow's fist stopping right before hitting Spike in the face. She sees what became of her dearest blowing away in the wind and I see her wiping her face with the back of her hand. I realize she has tears trailing down her cheeks, an odd hollowness on her otherwise grotesque face. Her yellow eyes gaze down to the stake I'm holding in my hand and trail back up to my face. Her lips whisper his name and just as she launches herself towards me, I see the glimmer of Spike's sword cut through her neck. She explodes before her head tumbles towards my feet and her ashes drift slowly to the ground to join her lover's. I drop my stake and I can feel my hand covering my mouth as I try and process what had just happened. I feel Spike's arms wrap around me and I lean into him, my body suddenly very cold. I can hear him whisper to me that it wasn't really them, that we did what we had to do. I nod slowly, understanding that if we didn't kill them, we would be the ones on the ground. I pull myself together and his lips touch so quickly I can't tell if it happened or not. I hear Spike grumble about losing precious time and before I can pick up my stake I feel him tugging on my hand. I lean down and grab it just as he breaks into a jog, taking me with him as we sprint down the dark streets of Sunnydale aware now of the dangers that lie ahead.
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Part Four
I can see the ground long before we hit it. Spike pulls me towards him as we fall from the portal. His body takes most of the impact when we finally collide with the grass. I groan, my shoulder and my arm hurt like hell, but I'm more concerned about Spike. He curses and turns slowly over onto his back to look over at me. I sit up slowly, my head is pounding. I mention that Willow never said anything about a rough landing. He rolls his eyes and says he'll have a few words with her when we get back. We both get up gradually; it feels like my muscles are screaming. I look around us and realize that we're in the football stadium in back of the high school. I reach down and pick up my weapon, Spike already has his sword in his hand and we start walking towards the center of town.
I see the movie theater in the distance, the brightly lit marquee promoting the latest movies. As we walk further downtown, I start getting this sense of dread, of fear that I usually never got back home. I glance over at Spike and I know he feels it too. Something is off, something just doesn't seem right. I realize then that every store we walk past has been long closed. The Espresso Pump is locked and thick steel bars are across the doors. I glance over at the movie theater and the show times in the window tell me they close at three o'clock everyday. I'm just about to say something when I hear something behind us. Spike turns sharply around and sees two figures in the distance. He touches my arm and motions for us to keep moving. I can feel the hairs on the back of my neck stand up and I gently pat my pants pocket to make sure my stake is still there. I can hear the footfalls of the people behind us get closer, so I start walking faster, tugging on Spike's duster. We're almost to the Magic Box when I hear snickering. Spike turns around again and his eyes widen. I look behind us and almost drop my weapon when I realize who they are. I swallow hard; my heart is beating so rapidly in my chest it feels like its going to explode.
"Well well well, look at what we've got here. Two people stupid enough to venture out in the middle of the night. Guess you've got a death wish."
The guy takes a step closer to us as the girl drapes her arms around him, her hands rubbing up and down his chest. "Bored now. Can we just kill them and go home?"
He turns his face towards hers and I can see his lip curling up in a sinister smile. "Now you know the fun is all in the chase Will, otherwise what would be the point?"
She nods her head in agreement and brings her fingers to her mouth, her tongue inching out to lick them. "That last one was messy, I hope these two aren't."
I can feel my heart pounding in my chest so hard it almost hurts. I take a step backwards and I tug on Spike's duster, trying to make him do the same. He doesn't budge though and I can feel his body tense, preparing for a fight. I look at the two vampires again and sigh, wishing that there was some other way of getting out of here without having a confrontation. Unfortunately there are no other options and I pull my stake out of my pocket reluctantly, my hand grasping it tightly. I try not to think about who these two vampires are, or should I say were, and I can see Spike glance at me, his feet about to spring from the pavement that they're on.
Willow's fist lashes out at me and before I can take another breath I stumble backwards and I can feel the air whoosh past me, her hand missing my face by half an inch. I hear her curse and her leg kicks out from behind her and suddenly I'm on the ground, the wind knocked out of me. I see my stake on the ground a couple feet in front of me but I know I won't be able to reach it. I push myself up again and as her fist comes towards my face again I grab her arm and twist making her lose her balance and I grab her hair with my other hand and pull as hard as I can. Her scream pierces my ears and for a second I want to cover them but I hold on to her hair and tug until I hear the sickening rip. I feel my nose turn up in disgust and I throw the chunk of hair on the road and lean down to grab my fallen stake. I hear a roar behind me and I duck just in time before Xander's foot smashes me in the face. I can hear Spike shouting something at me but I can't hear him over the vampires' yelling.
"Bitch! You ripped her fucking hair out!" He races towards me menacingly and I feel my eyes grow wide as I realize this was the same person I used to have ice cream sundaes with all the time while watching Conan O'Brien. I shake my head, 'no, this isn't him' I tell myself. The real Xander Harris is in the other dimension looking after my sister and praying I come back safe and sound. I break myself out of my reverie just before his hand goes around my throat. I thrust the stake up and plunge it into his chest and his yellow eyes look into my blue ones and I can hear him gasp, looking down at the wood protruding from his heart. He looks back at me and before I can say anything he explodes, his ashes raining down on me.
I turn around and I see Willow's fist stopping right before hitting Spike in the face. She sees what became of her dearest blowing away in the wind and I see her wiping her face with the back of her hand. I realize she has tears trailing down her cheeks, an odd hollowness on her otherwise grotesque face. Her yellow eyes gaze down to the stake I'm holding in my hand and trail back up to my face. Her lips whisper his name and just as she launches herself towards me, I see the glimmer of Spike's sword cut through her neck. She explodes before her head tumbles towards my feet and her ashes drift slowly to the ground to join her lover's. I drop my stake and I can feel my hand covering my mouth as I try and process what had just happened. I feel Spike's arms wrap around me and I lean into him, my body suddenly very cold. I can hear him whisper to me that it wasn't really them, that we did what we had to do. I nod slowly, understanding that if we didn't kill them, we would be the ones on the ground. I pull myself together and his lips touch so quickly I can't tell if it happened or not. I hear Spike grumble about losing precious time and before I can pick up my stake I feel him tugging on my hand. I lean down and grab it just as he breaks into a jog, taking me with him as we sprint down the dark streets of Sunnydale aware now of the dangers that lie ahead.