The opening of the Hell mouth was very small, Xander hardly knew if he could crawl through, let alone fight whatever it was he had to, to stop the end of the world. He hugged Buffy goodbye, deciding no words would be able to say what needed to be said.
It was almost funny, here they were at the remnants of the hell mouth again; school never to be built again, all alone. He would have been all alone if it hadn't been for Buffy. Jessie and Willow would be vampires, no Scooby meetings; no picking on Giles because he was English, nothing would be the same without her. But he knew it would be the same for him, Buffy would be gone without him. Just as much as he breathed life into her, She breathed life into him. She gave him a reason, a mission. And he was finally happy being out of the spotlight.
The heart and the body, standing there with no sounds to be heard. None needed to.
And here they were, in the middle of nowhere, just the two of them. It was so peaceful, and yet the next moments were going to be chaos. They were in the eye of the hurricane, ready to be swallowed whole.
He turned and crawled through and didn't stop until he came to a large opening. He lit a few flares and threw them in, along with a high-powered light or two. He looked around and saw nothing, but recognized a familiar smell, tobacco. The thing he had to fight was smoking.
"Hey, lets get this ass kicking going, I've got a girl waiting." He yelled to the occupant. He heard some rustling, then heard a strangely familiar voice.
"You aren't supposed to fight, she is."
"I'm a party crasher. So you ready to fulfill this prophecy thing? Cause this is my first one, I don't exactly know what I'm doing."
The figure stepped out of the shadows and walked towards Xander. Xander finally saw the face of his opponent.
"Spike. Well I knew that whole 'don't hit me cause I've got a soul' thing was crap. I thought you were above trying to end the world though."
Spike put out his smoke and smiled.
"You see the only reason anyone cares if the world ends or not is what ties them to it. I had Dru, Buffy, and some other things I always used to love. But once that connection is disposed of, you really don't care anymore. This is me now, no ties. Finally free."
"I'm never going to let you end the world Spike."
"Heck I really don't care if I end the world or not, either way I'll go down fighting. But Droopy, let me ask you this. Do you really think that any of your ties will matter after this fight? Do you really think she could love you after you kill me? Buffy 'n me have a connection. It isn't pretty, but do you think she will let you on top of her after you stake me? You know her song and dance. 'Spike has a soul'. 'Xander, how could you kill him, he had a soul'?" Spike laughed at what seemed to be his own joke, although Xander couldn't see the punch line.
"Why don't you side with me? Huh Boy? You wouldn't have to go though the pain of loosing her again, loosing her to me for a second time. Loosing her to the Darkne-"
Xander shot Spike three times in the gut.
"Stop talking and start fighting."
"You'll never beat me, you aren't the slayer." Spike got up and tried to stand on two feet, even though he was a little wobbly.
"No, I'm not. But it's going to feel real good when this Joe Normal kicks the unliving crap out of you." Xander shot two more rounds in his chest.
Spike got up again, but it was harder for him to keep his balance this time.
"They burn." He managed through clenched teeth.
"Yeah, thought I'd sprinkle some holy water on them first. Wont kill you, but it gives me an advantage."
"Confident aren't we Droopy? If I didn't know any better I'd say it wasn't you."
"Confident? A little. But mostly, I just hate you."
Then they went into hand to hand. Spike starting things off with a punch to the face, then Xander hitting Spike in the stomach where the first bullets landed. The fight ensued, with one getting the better of the other, then the other gaining control.
That was until Xander finally found his gun again and shot Spike right between the eyes. Spike went down, but did not turn to dust.
A very exhausted Xander grabbed a stake he had and hobbled over to where Spike's body lay. He fell to his knees, and just as he was ready to put the stake in his heart, Spike grabbed his neck and started to drink his blood. Xander screamed and quickly staked the vampire, then fell down exhausted on the dust formally known as Spike. He thought he heard someone coming, but before he could look to see, he passed out.
It was almost funny, here they were at the remnants of the hell mouth again; school never to be built again, all alone. He would have been all alone if it hadn't been for Buffy. Jessie and Willow would be vampires, no Scooby meetings; no picking on Giles because he was English, nothing would be the same without her. But he knew it would be the same for him, Buffy would be gone without him. Just as much as he breathed life into her, She breathed life into him. She gave him a reason, a mission. And he was finally happy being out of the spotlight.
The heart and the body, standing there with no sounds to be heard. None needed to.
And here they were, in the middle of nowhere, just the two of them. It was so peaceful, and yet the next moments were going to be chaos. They were in the eye of the hurricane, ready to be swallowed whole.
He turned and crawled through and didn't stop until he came to a large opening. He lit a few flares and threw them in, along with a high-powered light or two. He looked around and saw nothing, but recognized a familiar smell, tobacco. The thing he had to fight was smoking.
"Hey, lets get this ass kicking going, I've got a girl waiting." He yelled to the occupant. He heard some rustling, then heard a strangely familiar voice.
"You aren't supposed to fight, she is."
"I'm a party crasher. So you ready to fulfill this prophecy thing? Cause this is my first one, I don't exactly know what I'm doing."
The figure stepped out of the shadows and walked towards Xander. Xander finally saw the face of his opponent.
"Spike. Well I knew that whole 'don't hit me cause I've got a soul' thing was crap. I thought you were above trying to end the world though."
Spike put out his smoke and smiled.
"You see the only reason anyone cares if the world ends or not is what ties them to it. I had Dru, Buffy, and some other things I always used to love. But once that connection is disposed of, you really don't care anymore. This is me now, no ties. Finally free."
"I'm never going to let you end the world Spike."
"Heck I really don't care if I end the world or not, either way I'll go down fighting. But Droopy, let me ask you this. Do you really think that any of your ties will matter after this fight? Do you really think she could love you after you kill me? Buffy 'n me have a connection. It isn't pretty, but do you think she will let you on top of her after you stake me? You know her song and dance. 'Spike has a soul'. 'Xander, how could you kill him, he had a soul'?" Spike laughed at what seemed to be his own joke, although Xander couldn't see the punch line.
"Why don't you side with me? Huh Boy? You wouldn't have to go though the pain of loosing her again, loosing her to me for a second time. Loosing her to the Darkne-"
Xander shot Spike three times in the gut.
"Stop talking and start fighting."
"You'll never beat me, you aren't the slayer." Spike got up and tried to stand on two feet, even though he was a little wobbly.
"No, I'm not. But it's going to feel real good when this Joe Normal kicks the unliving crap out of you." Xander shot two more rounds in his chest.
Spike got up again, but it was harder for him to keep his balance this time.
"They burn." He managed through clenched teeth.
"Yeah, thought I'd sprinkle some holy water on them first. Wont kill you, but it gives me an advantage."
"Confident aren't we Droopy? If I didn't know any better I'd say it wasn't you."
"Confident? A little. But mostly, I just hate you."
Then they went into hand to hand. Spike starting things off with a punch to the face, then Xander hitting Spike in the stomach where the first bullets landed. The fight ensued, with one getting the better of the other, then the other gaining control.
That was until Xander finally found his gun again and shot Spike right between the eyes. Spike went down, but did not turn to dust.
A very exhausted Xander grabbed a stake he had and hobbled over to where Spike's body lay. He fell to his knees, and just as he was ready to put the stake in his heart, Spike grabbed his neck and started to drink his blood. Xander screamed and quickly staked the vampire, then fell down exhausted on the dust formally known as Spike. He thought he heard someone coming, but before he could look to see, he passed out.
