Chapter 6
"When judgement is passed on the first hour you spirit must cross or be devoured, the demons and angels will cry out in vain to claim your soul but not your remains, so all of the sins and decisions you made will be put on the scale and carefully weighed, for this is the day when judgment is passed, the day of the first...and the day of the last."
The vampire was stalking him, thinking he was the only food supply that it could get in a town like this and Spike grinned when he came to a stop and crouched down to pick up a piece of brick that lay on the street infront of him.
"Come on now mate, we don't got all night," he said, his English accent tilting his voice and giving it deadly accuracy to gain the upper hand in drawing the undead straight into his arms.
The vampire was a mere fledgling that hardly ever heard anything but his own voice, being as he was one of the only things that could talk in the town, but it happily obliged, coming out of the shadows dressed in a black suit, ruined from crawling out of it's own grave after being turned.
Spike grinned again and tossed the brick at the vampire and shook his head when it made a loud crack hitting the vampire square in the forehead, smirking as he watched the thing fall to the ground clutching its head.
"You know somethins coming don't ya now?" he asked in a quiet growl, but the vampire just glared up at him, flinching when he bent his knees and grabbed the vampire by the hair, "you can feel it cant ya? The power that's leaking into the town and you think it's your town, you want it to go away?" Spike made it a question and the vampire growled in response. He clutched the vampires hair a little harder and rammed it's head against the pavement, revelling in the sickening crunch it made and the vampire's howls of pain, "ya well, this aint your town ne'more, I'm taking over until a few friends get back." With that, Spike thrust a stake into its heart with his other hand and stood up, dusting the ashes off his jacket.
Walking away from the area with his hands in his jean pockets, he started to whistle as he looked around the town again, getting use to its state of decay, then stopped and raised his head to the sky and smirked.
"There here" he smiled and strolled away, his leather duster, flailing behind him as he walked.
(TBC for about a few days, or at least till I get more reviews, can't give without receiving right? LoL, hope you enjoyed the chapters ( )
"When judgement is passed on the first hour you spirit must cross or be devoured, the demons and angels will cry out in vain to claim your soul but not your remains, so all of the sins and decisions you made will be put on the scale and carefully weighed, for this is the day when judgment is passed, the day of the first...and the day of the last."
The vampire was stalking him, thinking he was the only food supply that it could get in a town like this and Spike grinned when he came to a stop and crouched down to pick up a piece of brick that lay on the street infront of him.
"Come on now mate, we don't got all night," he said, his English accent tilting his voice and giving it deadly accuracy to gain the upper hand in drawing the undead straight into his arms.
The vampire was a mere fledgling that hardly ever heard anything but his own voice, being as he was one of the only things that could talk in the town, but it happily obliged, coming out of the shadows dressed in a black suit, ruined from crawling out of it's own grave after being turned.
Spike grinned again and tossed the brick at the vampire and shook his head when it made a loud crack hitting the vampire square in the forehead, smirking as he watched the thing fall to the ground clutching its head.
"You know somethins coming don't ya now?" he asked in a quiet growl, but the vampire just glared up at him, flinching when he bent his knees and grabbed the vampire by the hair, "you can feel it cant ya? The power that's leaking into the town and you think it's your town, you want it to go away?" Spike made it a question and the vampire growled in response. He clutched the vampires hair a little harder and rammed it's head against the pavement, revelling in the sickening crunch it made and the vampire's howls of pain, "ya well, this aint your town ne'more, I'm taking over until a few friends get back." With that, Spike thrust a stake into its heart with his other hand and stood up, dusting the ashes off his jacket.
Walking away from the area with his hands in his jean pockets, he started to whistle as he looked around the town again, getting use to its state of decay, then stopped and raised his head to the sky and smirked.
"There here" he smiled and strolled away, his leather duster, flailing behind him as he walked.
(TBC for about a few days, or at least till I get more reviews, can't give without receiving right? LoL, hope you enjoyed the chapters ( )