Some Kind of Wonderful: 10
A/N: Hi all. I am dutifully impressed and delighted that I got 40 reviews which really means I'm gonna surpass my expectations on getting only 45. So THANK YOU! I don't want to seem like a review hound but really, it's nice to know that you all are enjoying this story. So almost a month and a half to wait for new Buffy eps. Which means Tuesday's will be for Fan Fic and I will be concentrating on Dancing on the Edge and a little surprise I want to get out there. So thank you again. New chapters will be out next week, I'll try for Wednesday for Ch.11 but may not get that out til Thursday and the final chapter out on Friday which leaves the whole weekend to read. Nothing else but I hope you enjoy. Skyz.
Disclaimer: Joss owns all Btvs included.
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Chapter 10:
They tumbled to the ground.
Spike's growls vibrating through the air.
"You think you can honestly beat me?" Delos asked laughingly.
Spike laughed too.
"I've no doubt," he replied as Delos kicked him off, sending him flying through the air.
Spike landed in a crouched position his yellow eyes glowing eerily.
"What happened for this miraculous transformation?" Delos asked as he charged Spike.
Spike ducked the fist Delos threw but couldn't avoid his flying feet as he flew through the air.
He stumbled as Delos's boots crashed into his chest.
He gasped in pain and smiled through it.
"Oh nothing... Just my Slayer," he grunted out grabbing a fistful of Delos's hair and slamming him face first into a near by tree.
Delos spat out the blood that filled his mouth a few teeth going along as well.
"This Slayer....she'll make a wonderful trophy once I'm done with you William..."
~*~*~
Buffy scrambled over to her mom, heart pounding and fear crawling through her.
"Mommy," she cried touching Joyce's clammy cheeks with shaking hands.
"Aw," Angelus mocked.
Rage burned through her, red blinded her vision and slowly she lifted her head.
Her eyes met his.
A clash of furious green and deadly brown.
She smiled a tight strained smile that felt as if her face were breaking.
"You'll die for this...." she hissed.
"But what about Angel?" he asked clutching his chest. Making puppy eyes at her. "Kill me and you'll never get your precious Angel back."
Buffy gently lifted her mother up into her arms.
"Angel's gone. There is no coming back from this," she stated coldly as she rose.
"I'm not letting you leave here alive Buff. Certainly not with your mommy," Angelus growled as he pounced swinging his sword.
Buffy narrowly avoided getting her head chopped off as she ducked and laid her mother down off to the side. Saying a quick prayer, she rose.
"I'll make it quick," she promised as he rushed her.
~*~*~
Giles and Xander moved quickly down the hall.
"So what're we going to do?" Xander whispered.
"We are going to ward off the hellmouth! Must I keep reminding you Xander?" Giles snapped as they turned the corner and spotted Snyder coming out of the library.
Giles stopped and retreated the way they'd come, shoving Xander along with him.
"....very happy! I can't thank you enough Mrs. Travers," they heard Snyder say as his voice drifted.
Giles and Xander shared a look of complete understanding.
"He's here already," Xander, muttered peeking his head around the corner and seeing it was all clear stepped forward.
"We know that his wife is," Giles said as he joined Xander. "This means we've only got a limited amount of time here. Come, I must prepare some sort of diversionary spell."
They hurried back the way they'd come.
~*~*~
Oz and Willow lit the last candle and Willow began to chant.
Oz studied the map of Sunnydale carefully and smiled slightly as a small hole burned its way into the map.
"Willow we've got him," he said as he gently shook her.
Jostled out of her daze she glanced at Oz and blinked.
"What?" she asked.
"He's here. Look. Over on Hansen by the police station."
Willow glanced at the map, a grin emerging.
"It worked!" she exclaimed.
"Yeh," Oz replied. "Let's go."
"Should we?" she asked concerned. "Maybe-"
"Buffy wants us to get Wolfe. Keep him safe. You can stay here and I ca-"
"No! I can come with. But if we're gonna protect him we're gonna need weapons," she replied quickly.
"You're right. We'll need all the weapons we can carry!"
~*~*~
Delos sailed through the air a slight stunned expression on his face.
Spike stood over him as he landed.
"You know, I never knew loving a Slayer could be this good," he said dragging Delos to his feet.
"I..I don't understand this," Delos muttered as he reared his head back and head bunted Spike.
Dropping Delos Spike staggered, a hand covering his nose he fell to his knees.
"Bloody hell," he yelled. "That hurt! You broke m'bloody nose you fuckin' prick!"
Delos narrowed his eyes and kicked out catching Spike on the chin.
"Seems whatever Slayer powers you had are wearing off," Delos muttered striking out again.
Spike rolled avoiding the blow.
He rose and they traded blows.
"This claim business is a funny thing. Just when I'm thinkin' I'm down for the count....bam! Got m'second wind so to speak."
Delos tried to dodge blow after blow to little avail.
"This can't be due to a claiming," Delos snarled. "No one can gain this amount of power by a claim. There is no way."
Spike faltered slightly at hearing this.
"What?"
Spike couldn't get Delos's words out of his head though.
If this wasn't the claim then what was it?
~*~*~
The sounds of swords clashing echoed loudly as every thrust and parry was met.
"You know....I had so much fun while I drained your mom. I can't wait to do the same to you."
Buffy ignored his goading words and continued her mindless task.
Kill him, he mind screamed over and over.
She wanted this vile creature dead.
Her eyes flickered briefly to her mom and in that moment of weakness, Angelus took advantage of it.
Buffy gasped as his sword slid through her left shoulder.
*Spike! I....need you.*
She continued her assault, her eyes again resting on the still form of her mom and she prayed he had heard her plea.
*SPIKE!!*
~*~*~
Buffy's anguished voice filled Spike's mind and he stumbled.
Blinking he could feel her pain, frowning he was stunned at the picture that shimmered before his very eyes.
Angelus and Buffy fighting to the death.
The Slayer's mum.
The image faded and in its place, Delos stood.
Shaking his head Spike growled.
"Time to quit with the games," he muttered to himself.
Delos didn't know what happened. One minute Spike appeared dazed and confused the next his head was being torn from his body.
Spike didn't even waste time watching Delos's ashes drift to the ground.
Sprinting off in the direction of the mansion, his only thought was of Buffy.
Getting to Buffy.
Saving Buffy.
~*~*~
Wolfe struggled to look away from Mornay's captivating gaze.
She was touching a side of him he had no intention of letting out.
But it was harder than he had anticipated.
His demon was drawn to hers. It was curious as to what she wanted. How far was she willing to go to get it?
"Us rule the world?" he drawled out.
Mornay's hands drifted up to clench in his hair and she pulled him closer.
"Wonderful idea, yes?" she asked.
Smiling he let her edge ever closer.
"Well, see..how would we go about that? Doubt mom and dad would go for it."
"Ah, the little Slayer won't have to worry her pretty little head. As for your father....Delos will take care of him."
Wolfe cocked his head and arched a brow.
"Will he?"
"Absolutely."
"So with both my parents out of commission I'm free to wreck havoc. Quite tempting," he murmured leaning closer.
"Really? So?"
They were almost kissing they were so close.
Their lips mere inches apart.
"So will I join you, betray all that I've been raised to stand for? Let my parents fend for themselves and keep you and the world for myself?"
She nodded.
Mornay couldn't believe he was actually considering her proposition.
Seeing the demon in him had been a surprise as it had been thought he was a white hat fanatic. A surprise but a pleasant one at that.
"Well?" she asked again getting antsy.
Wolfe grinned.
A dangerous glint formed in his eyes. They sparkled and danced with hidden emotions.
"Why not? Never have turned down an offer from a beautiful lady."
Mornay grinned in return and tilted her face up slightly.
Their lips met.
~*~*~
"...officials are saying tonight's jail break was committed by a gang high on PCP. Sources in the department say..."
Mandy Bradley passed by the t.v. store that kept their TV's on twenty- four seven and ignored the news anchors voice her thoughts a million miles away.
She never heard the man who came up behind her and grabbed her, clamping a hand over her mouth to keep her from screaming.
~*~*~
Willow strode quickly along with Oz as they made their way to Wolfe.
"So he's still by the police station?" Oz asked eyes scanning the shadows.
"Yep. Only it looks like he's not alone anymore."
"Maybe Buffy found him," Oz suggested.
"Oh! That would be wonderful, and she's probably found Joyce and everything's alright! Yay," Willow exclaimed bouncing around slightly in excitement.
"Maybe," was all Oz said.
~*~*~
Rufus glanced at the Head of Special Projects and smiled.
"At least you've done this right," he muttered glancing at the girl on the opposite seat who was bound and gagged.
"Yes sir," Penelton said.
Rufus glanced out the window, his thoughts on the upcoming ritual. He had all he needed except the boy but he was sure that would be remedied shortly.
A human sacrifice had been the last specified item and now that he had one, he was on his way to actually being happy!
He called Martha.
"I'm on my way darling, is everything set up?"
His gaze wandered to the window again, rested on the couple who was walking quickly past.
He smiled, said a quick goodbye and told his driver to stop.
He ordered Penelton to retrieve them.
He was back a few minutes later leading one Willow Rosenberg and...the Werewolf the Slayer was fond of, Rufus mused as they took their seats beside the girl.
"Well isn't this nice? I'm Rufus Travers and you'll soon be dead."
~*~*~
Wolfe felt the pull of the spell too late.
Wrapped up in the kiss and all the pretty visions of him killing Mornay playing behind his closed eyes, he was oblivious.
As it was when he opened his eyes, he wasn't on the street but in Sunnydale High's library.
His eyes widened as they took in the scene before him.
Dressed in the ceremonial robes of the Council Rufus stood in the middle of a circle lined with candles, a large leather bound book in his hands.
Bound and gagged Willow and Oz looked on wide eyed and frightened. Next to them was a small fragile looking girl who was currently unconscious.
Rufus lifted his eyes briefly so their eyes could meet.
Rufus's smile was wide enough, cold enough and just the tiniest bit crazy enough to send the first stirrings of terror down Wolfe's spine.
The ground began to shake and all hell broke loose.
A/N: Hi all. I am dutifully impressed and delighted that I got 40 reviews which really means I'm gonna surpass my expectations on getting only 45. So THANK YOU! I don't want to seem like a review hound but really, it's nice to know that you all are enjoying this story. So almost a month and a half to wait for new Buffy eps. Which means Tuesday's will be for Fan Fic and I will be concentrating on Dancing on the Edge and a little surprise I want to get out there. So thank you again. New chapters will be out next week, I'll try for Wednesday for Ch.11 but may not get that out til Thursday and the final chapter out on Friday which leaves the whole weekend to read. Nothing else but I hope you enjoy. Skyz.
Disclaimer: Joss owns all Btvs included.
~*~*~
Chapter 10:
They tumbled to the ground.
Spike's growls vibrating through the air.
"You think you can honestly beat me?" Delos asked laughingly.
Spike laughed too.
"I've no doubt," he replied as Delos kicked him off, sending him flying through the air.
Spike landed in a crouched position his yellow eyes glowing eerily.
"What happened for this miraculous transformation?" Delos asked as he charged Spike.
Spike ducked the fist Delos threw but couldn't avoid his flying feet as he flew through the air.
He stumbled as Delos's boots crashed into his chest.
He gasped in pain and smiled through it.
"Oh nothing... Just my Slayer," he grunted out grabbing a fistful of Delos's hair and slamming him face first into a near by tree.
Delos spat out the blood that filled his mouth a few teeth going along as well.
"This Slayer....she'll make a wonderful trophy once I'm done with you William..."
~*~*~
Buffy scrambled over to her mom, heart pounding and fear crawling through her.
"Mommy," she cried touching Joyce's clammy cheeks with shaking hands.
"Aw," Angelus mocked.
Rage burned through her, red blinded her vision and slowly she lifted her head.
Her eyes met his.
A clash of furious green and deadly brown.
She smiled a tight strained smile that felt as if her face were breaking.
"You'll die for this...." she hissed.
"But what about Angel?" he asked clutching his chest. Making puppy eyes at her. "Kill me and you'll never get your precious Angel back."
Buffy gently lifted her mother up into her arms.
"Angel's gone. There is no coming back from this," she stated coldly as she rose.
"I'm not letting you leave here alive Buff. Certainly not with your mommy," Angelus growled as he pounced swinging his sword.
Buffy narrowly avoided getting her head chopped off as she ducked and laid her mother down off to the side. Saying a quick prayer, she rose.
"I'll make it quick," she promised as he rushed her.
~*~*~
Giles and Xander moved quickly down the hall.
"So what're we going to do?" Xander whispered.
"We are going to ward off the hellmouth! Must I keep reminding you Xander?" Giles snapped as they turned the corner and spotted Snyder coming out of the library.
Giles stopped and retreated the way they'd come, shoving Xander along with him.
"....very happy! I can't thank you enough Mrs. Travers," they heard Snyder say as his voice drifted.
Giles and Xander shared a look of complete understanding.
"He's here already," Xander, muttered peeking his head around the corner and seeing it was all clear stepped forward.
"We know that his wife is," Giles said as he joined Xander. "This means we've only got a limited amount of time here. Come, I must prepare some sort of diversionary spell."
They hurried back the way they'd come.
~*~*~
Oz and Willow lit the last candle and Willow began to chant.
Oz studied the map of Sunnydale carefully and smiled slightly as a small hole burned its way into the map.
"Willow we've got him," he said as he gently shook her.
Jostled out of her daze she glanced at Oz and blinked.
"What?" she asked.
"He's here. Look. Over on Hansen by the police station."
Willow glanced at the map, a grin emerging.
"It worked!" she exclaimed.
"Yeh," Oz replied. "Let's go."
"Should we?" she asked concerned. "Maybe-"
"Buffy wants us to get Wolfe. Keep him safe. You can stay here and I ca-"
"No! I can come with. But if we're gonna protect him we're gonna need weapons," she replied quickly.
"You're right. We'll need all the weapons we can carry!"
~*~*~
Delos sailed through the air a slight stunned expression on his face.
Spike stood over him as he landed.
"You know, I never knew loving a Slayer could be this good," he said dragging Delos to his feet.
"I..I don't understand this," Delos muttered as he reared his head back and head bunted Spike.
Dropping Delos Spike staggered, a hand covering his nose he fell to his knees.
"Bloody hell," he yelled. "That hurt! You broke m'bloody nose you fuckin' prick!"
Delos narrowed his eyes and kicked out catching Spike on the chin.
"Seems whatever Slayer powers you had are wearing off," Delos muttered striking out again.
Spike rolled avoiding the blow.
He rose and they traded blows.
"This claim business is a funny thing. Just when I'm thinkin' I'm down for the count....bam! Got m'second wind so to speak."
Delos tried to dodge blow after blow to little avail.
"This can't be due to a claiming," Delos snarled. "No one can gain this amount of power by a claim. There is no way."
Spike faltered slightly at hearing this.
"What?"
Spike couldn't get Delos's words out of his head though.
If this wasn't the claim then what was it?
~*~*~
The sounds of swords clashing echoed loudly as every thrust and parry was met.
"You know....I had so much fun while I drained your mom. I can't wait to do the same to you."
Buffy ignored his goading words and continued her mindless task.
Kill him, he mind screamed over and over.
She wanted this vile creature dead.
Her eyes flickered briefly to her mom and in that moment of weakness, Angelus took advantage of it.
Buffy gasped as his sword slid through her left shoulder.
*Spike! I....need you.*
She continued her assault, her eyes again resting on the still form of her mom and she prayed he had heard her plea.
*SPIKE!!*
~*~*~
Buffy's anguished voice filled Spike's mind and he stumbled.
Blinking he could feel her pain, frowning he was stunned at the picture that shimmered before his very eyes.
Angelus and Buffy fighting to the death.
The Slayer's mum.
The image faded and in its place, Delos stood.
Shaking his head Spike growled.
"Time to quit with the games," he muttered to himself.
Delos didn't know what happened. One minute Spike appeared dazed and confused the next his head was being torn from his body.
Spike didn't even waste time watching Delos's ashes drift to the ground.
Sprinting off in the direction of the mansion, his only thought was of Buffy.
Getting to Buffy.
Saving Buffy.
~*~*~
Wolfe struggled to look away from Mornay's captivating gaze.
She was touching a side of him he had no intention of letting out.
But it was harder than he had anticipated.
His demon was drawn to hers. It was curious as to what she wanted. How far was she willing to go to get it?
"Us rule the world?" he drawled out.
Mornay's hands drifted up to clench in his hair and she pulled him closer.
"Wonderful idea, yes?" she asked.
Smiling he let her edge ever closer.
"Well, see..how would we go about that? Doubt mom and dad would go for it."
"Ah, the little Slayer won't have to worry her pretty little head. As for your father....Delos will take care of him."
Wolfe cocked his head and arched a brow.
"Will he?"
"Absolutely."
"So with both my parents out of commission I'm free to wreck havoc. Quite tempting," he murmured leaning closer.
"Really? So?"
They were almost kissing they were so close.
Their lips mere inches apart.
"So will I join you, betray all that I've been raised to stand for? Let my parents fend for themselves and keep you and the world for myself?"
She nodded.
Mornay couldn't believe he was actually considering her proposition.
Seeing the demon in him had been a surprise as it had been thought he was a white hat fanatic. A surprise but a pleasant one at that.
"Well?" she asked again getting antsy.
Wolfe grinned.
A dangerous glint formed in his eyes. They sparkled and danced with hidden emotions.
"Why not? Never have turned down an offer from a beautiful lady."
Mornay grinned in return and tilted her face up slightly.
Their lips met.
~*~*~
"...officials are saying tonight's jail break was committed by a gang high on PCP. Sources in the department say..."
Mandy Bradley passed by the t.v. store that kept their TV's on twenty- four seven and ignored the news anchors voice her thoughts a million miles away.
She never heard the man who came up behind her and grabbed her, clamping a hand over her mouth to keep her from screaming.
~*~*~
Willow strode quickly along with Oz as they made their way to Wolfe.
"So he's still by the police station?" Oz asked eyes scanning the shadows.
"Yep. Only it looks like he's not alone anymore."
"Maybe Buffy found him," Oz suggested.
"Oh! That would be wonderful, and she's probably found Joyce and everything's alright! Yay," Willow exclaimed bouncing around slightly in excitement.
"Maybe," was all Oz said.
~*~*~
Rufus glanced at the Head of Special Projects and smiled.
"At least you've done this right," he muttered glancing at the girl on the opposite seat who was bound and gagged.
"Yes sir," Penelton said.
Rufus glanced out the window, his thoughts on the upcoming ritual. He had all he needed except the boy but he was sure that would be remedied shortly.
A human sacrifice had been the last specified item and now that he had one, he was on his way to actually being happy!
He called Martha.
"I'm on my way darling, is everything set up?"
His gaze wandered to the window again, rested on the couple who was walking quickly past.
He smiled, said a quick goodbye and told his driver to stop.
He ordered Penelton to retrieve them.
He was back a few minutes later leading one Willow Rosenberg and...the Werewolf the Slayer was fond of, Rufus mused as they took their seats beside the girl.
"Well isn't this nice? I'm Rufus Travers and you'll soon be dead."
~*~*~
Wolfe felt the pull of the spell too late.
Wrapped up in the kiss and all the pretty visions of him killing Mornay playing behind his closed eyes, he was oblivious.
As it was when he opened his eyes, he wasn't on the street but in Sunnydale High's library.
His eyes widened as they took in the scene before him.
Dressed in the ceremonial robes of the Council Rufus stood in the middle of a circle lined with candles, a large leather bound book in his hands.
Bound and gagged Willow and Oz looked on wide eyed and frightened. Next to them was a small fragile looking girl who was currently unconscious.
Rufus lifted his eyes briefly so their eyes could meet.
Rufus's smile was wide enough, cold enough and just the tiniest bit crazy enough to send the first stirrings of terror down Wolfe's spine.
The ground began to shake and all hell broke loose.