OK special thanks to Jill and Vampress Wiccan for reading and replying to
my fic. Thank you for being patient and here's the next part.
Spike
I crossed my arms over my chest in annoyance. Little girl was trying to take something of mine. Not that I had anything to take. Actually to tell you the truth I hadn't been sleeping well.bloody soul givin' me nightmares. So all I had to do was get out of bed and stop her from taking something of mine that I didn't really have. Well I did have some sweet weapons under the bed and some clothes but that was about it.
"Get out of here." I ordered.
"You're in my way." She said calmly.
"Go around." I smirked.
"Thanks, I'd rather go through." Then she attacked.
It was a blur but all I know is she kicked me with the strength of a demon or.the Slayer. Why did Slayers always mess around with me? Huh? For once I'd just like to be left alone!
"Listen just because you're the slayer doesn't mean you can kill me. I stopped all that stuff!" it was true."Look, pet, I haven't killed in twenty years except to defend myself even then it was a demon."
"I don't know your crazy English ways-hold it you're English?"
"Uh, yeah."
"Are you sure?"
"Pretty sure, luv. Wait.you're not the slayer?"
"The what?"
I studied her face. It was a sincere question. "How'd you fight like that? I could hardly hear you."
An uneasy posture drifted through her small body before she looked back up to me. "I've got to go."
She ran past me in a hurry and when she was out the door I got to the doorway.
"Wait!" I called but she was long gone leaving me in a sodding world of confusion.
I had no idea what had scared her so much but I was curious to find out what had. She was strong, could kick almost every square inch of my ass so I had a reason to wonder. She wasn't demon or slayer. Any out of those two categories would know what a Slayer was. And she had expected me to be American.
The thought of a Slayer was not a good idea. It brought back bad memories I had wanted to forget.
Flash back
I came into the Magic Box and was met with glares. Not even the lil' Bit was happy at my arrival.
"Buffy, I need to talk to you." I said.
"Yeah, what ever, buddy." The whelp spoke up.
"Buffy."
"Get away from me Spike. Actually stay away, far away. Away from my friends, Dawn, and me. Stay away. And if you ever come back I will kill you." She said in that calm tone she gets when she seriously gets mad.
"I have my soul, Buffy." I got out there.
"A soul? What does that change? What you did cannot be forgiven." She hissed.
"Are you some kind of Angel wanna be now?" Whelp asked.
"Buffy." I pleaded.
"You heard her, Spike. I know what you tried to do to her." Lil' Bit spat out.
"Nibblet."
"Go away Spike." Dawn said crossing her arms.
I got angry all of a sudden. "Fine. When you need me you'll be regretting making me leave. What would have happened if I wasn't here with Glory? You wouldn't have know Ben was Glory, and I wouldn't have stalled Doc from bleeding the Nibblet here; the point is: one day you'll need me for some reason and I won't be around. You'll die, a new slayer will be called and all your scoobies will be depressed and maybe they'll try to bring you back from heaven again. I've been through hell trying to get some trust and now I see that you never needed me so I'm gonna leave."
"You keep talking but you haven't been leaving." Bob the Builder sneered.
"Fine. I hope you all die. All of you. Just remember, you'll need me one grand day and I won't be there." And just like that I was out of that house and out of their lives forever.
Spike
I crossed my arms over my chest in annoyance. Little girl was trying to take something of mine. Not that I had anything to take. Actually to tell you the truth I hadn't been sleeping well.bloody soul givin' me nightmares. So all I had to do was get out of bed and stop her from taking something of mine that I didn't really have. Well I did have some sweet weapons under the bed and some clothes but that was about it.
"Get out of here." I ordered.
"You're in my way." She said calmly.
"Go around." I smirked.
"Thanks, I'd rather go through." Then she attacked.
It was a blur but all I know is she kicked me with the strength of a demon or.the Slayer. Why did Slayers always mess around with me? Huh? For once I'd just like to be left alone!
"Listen just because you're the slayer doesn't mean you can kill me. I stopped all that stuff!" it was true."Look, pet, I haven't killed in twenty years except to defend myself even then it was a demon."
"I don't know your crazy English ways-hold it you're English?"
"Uh, yeah."
"Are you sure?"
"Pretty sure, luv. Wait.you're not the slayer?"
"The what?"
I studied her face. It was a sincere question. "How'd you fight like that? I could hardly hear you."
An uneasy posture drifted through her small body before she looked back up to me. "I've got to go."
She ran past me in a hurry and when she was out the door I got to the doorway.
"Wait!" I called but she was long gone leaving me in a sodding world of confusion.
I had no idea what had scared her so much but I was curious to find out what had. She was strong, could kick almost every square inch of my ass so I had a reason to wonder. She wasn't demon or slayer. Any out of those two categories would know what a Slayer was. And she had expected me to be American.
The thought of a Slayer was not a good idea. It brought back bad memories I had wanted to forget.
Flash back
I came into the Magic Box and was met with glares. Not even the lil' Bit was happy at my arrival.
"Buffy, I need to talk to you." I said.
"Yeah, what ever, buddy." The whelp spoke up.
"Buffy."
"Get away from me Spike. Actually stay away, far away. Away from my friends, Dawn, and me. Stay away. And if you ever come back I will kill you." She said in that calm tone she gets when she seriously gets mad.
"I have my soul, Buffy." I got out there.
"A soul? What does that change? What you did cannot be forgiven." She hissed.
"Are you some kind of Angel wanna be now?" Whelp asked.
"Buffy." I pleaded.
"You heard her, Spike. I know what you tried to do to her." Lil' Bit spat out.
"Nibblet."
"Go away Spike." Dawn said crossing her arms.
I got angry all of a sudden. "Fine. When you need me you'll be regretting making me leave. What would have happened if I wasn't here with Glory? You wouldn't have know Ben was Glory, and I wouldn't have stalled Doc from bleeding the Nibblet here; the point is: one day you'll need me for some reason and I won't be around. You'll die, a new slayer will be called and all your scoobies will be depressed and maybe they'll try to bring you back from heaven again. I've been through hell trying to get some trust and now I see that you never needed me so I'm gonna leave."
"You keep talking but you haven't been leaving." Bob the Builder sneered.
"Fine. I hope you all die. All of you. Just remember, you'll need me one grand day and I won't be there." And just like that I was out of that house and out of their lives forever.