A/N- This chapter will be kind of short..I'm in a class. READ AND
REVIEWWWWWWWWWWW PLEASEEEEEEE
**** is flashbacks
God send me an angel
From the heavens above
Send me an angel to heal my broken heart
From being in love
'Cause all I do is cry
God send me an angel
To wipe the tears from my eyes
~Amanda Perez, Angel~
Chapter two-
Ring. The phone rang out loud and pierced into Spikes skull. He was hung over from the night before, and probably not completely sober yet. Alas, he wakes up to this every morning. 'Spike, get down here. It's time to train.' She would say. He didn't know why he got that damned phone.
"Ello?" Spike asked, with sleep filling in his voice.
"Spike?" Darcy paused, searching for the right words to say. "You're needed. Chloe has passed away. We have the new slayer here. Training." She said with the sweet English accent. Darcy was the new watcher. Well she wasn't quite new, she's been working in the Council for 10 years, been through 8 Slayers. Best damned watcher since..Giles. It was hard watching them all pass away. He cleared the thoughts from his head.
"How?"
Darcy paused. "Spike..I don't."
"How?!" He interrupted, slightly annoyed.
"Parrago Demon."
Spike cursed out loud. "Right then, be there soon."
He walked down to the basement and disappeared into the sewers. One tunnel would lead him to the place where The Magic Box once stood. Now, it was still rented out, but no longer a store. It was the old part of town, all normal, no funky new-age gadgets. Spike liked that in a town. But it was deserted none the less.
**************At the Magic Box******************* "Spike what are you doing here?" Xander asked, very annoyed and armed, prepared to dust him any second.
"I came.to help."
"You..are..evil.Do I have to spell this out for you?!"
"Maybe. But I'll have you know the Slayer invited me." The vampire-with-a- soul said acting very cocky.
"Spike, I didn't invite you directly." Buffy said, stepping out of the back where she was training.
"Well could you please explain?" Xander said.
"I said.Spike, maybe you should come and help.okay I did invite him."
"Um.ew.Is he like your friend or something? I thought you and him were done." Xander asked, looking directly at Buffy, ignoring eye contact with Spike.
"We never started, Xander."
"We had a couple of hot nights together, and that's it.Bloody whelp." Spike muttered under his breath.
"And again with the ew's."
"You know what." Spike started in, getting ready to pummel him. "If it weren't for this sodden chip, you would no longer be amongst the living, if you catch my drift."
"Ohh, see that Buffy, you see? If he didn't have the chip, he'd go all killy again! Listen fang-breath, I know how bad you want me as a snack, but."
"Oh yes." Spike replied sarcastically. "You'd be a nummy treat. Then I'd gag and stake myself."
"I'll have you know I'm very bite-able! Just consider yourself lucky that Buffy is attracted to dead boys!"
Spike was furious, he leapt from where he stood and grabbed Xander by the collar. But before he could do anything, Buffy jumped in.
"Spike get off of him!" Xander smiled. "Xander, who the hell do you think you are? I mean seriously. Spike helps us. I don't see you getting all wigged out every time Anya enters the room. Or Willow. Or me." She glared at him. "We've all killed people before Xander, we've all been evil. Get off your high horse, you're not better than him. None of us are." Buffy looked down and left the room.
At The Box-
Spike smiled to himself, remembering that great day. Buffy stood up for him. His eyes watered up and burned. She died two days later. Spike entered The Box, it's what they called the run down Magic Box.
"Hello Spike." Darcy said, greeting him with open arms.
"Ello love." He didn't look at her, he didn't want to get attached. Spikes been around since she was born and swore to be by her side, like he did all the watchers.
"This is Eliza Winters." She said, pointing at the small blonde slayer, who was sitting at the table and looking down. "She just found out what this world is filled with, be gentle." Darcy walked over to Eliza and crouched next to her. "Eliza dear, this is Spike." She said sweetly. "He helps. And he trains. You'll be safe with him."
Eliza still didn't glance up. "He's a vampire, how could he possibly help."
"Eliza."
"No, the 'bits right." He kneeled next to her, used to giving this speech to the slayers. "Luv, once upon a time, I got caught by the government. They had a branch of the army called, The Initiative. Well, they caught me, then put a chip in my head, keeping me from hurting others. If I harmed a human, I would get a soaring pain in my head. I found that I could kill demons, so I helped out the Slayer and friends. I fell in love with the Slayer, and became good. I got my soul for her. She was great. I couldn't keep her from dying though, that's why I help now."
Eliza looked up at him. She looked to familiar for Spike. She had long golden hair that trailed down her back. Her eyes were blue with green around the edges. She had a fair skin complexion and smelled of vanilla and mints. Spike winced at the pain in his heart when he looked at her.
"She loved you too." Eliza said.
Spike nodded, and Darcy pulled him to the side. "Spike she's got this psychic connection. I'm not sure what it is. I'm working at it. But she may know things. She's not who you think she will be, she is herself..not Buffy." She said looking down. "Remember that." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ In the training room, Eliza was very swift. Every move was filled with grace. When she sparred with Spike, it was like they danced. It even wore him out. "Where'd you learn to move like that Slayer?"
"Dunno, just kind of came to me."
"You must be joking. That kind of moving takes a lot of practice and many hours of hard work."
Eliza just shrugged. "Do I still gotta go to school?" She asked him, looking up at him like a little girl.
"How old are you."
"Seventeen."
"Yes, you still have to go to school." He chuckled.
Eliza moaned. "Ugh. Hey lets look on the bright side. Maybe I could get kicked out." She looked at him with pouty lips.
"Well they're very strict about blowing things up."
"I was trying for a more subtle approach..Like excessive not studying."
Spike sighed and nudged her. "The world is doomed."
Behind the two was a misty glow. Inside, Buffy stood. She was invisible to everyone. "Spike, you found her." She smiled and one tear dropped from her face. "I'll always be watching, protecting you both." She disappeared, leaving Spike to wonder if he was just crazy or if he heard her voice. He shook it off.
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AN: like I said, I'm in a class at school. I'll post more tonight.
**** is flashbacks
God send me an angel
From the heavens above
Send me an angel to heal my broken heart
From being in love
'Cause all I do is cry
God send me an angel
To wipe the tears from my eyes
~Amanda Perez, Angel~
Chapter two-
Ring. The phone rang out loud and pierced into Spikes skull. He was hung over from the night before, and probably not completely sober yet. Alas, he wakes up to this every morning. 'Spike, get down here. It's time to train.' She would say. He didn't know why he got that damned phone.
"Ello?" Spike asked, with sleep filling in his voice.
"Spike?" Darcy paused, searching for the right words to say. "You're needed. Chloe has passed away. We have the new slayer here. Training." She said with the sweet English accent. Darcy was the new watcher. Well she wasn't quite new, she's been working in the Council for 10 years, been through 8 Slayers. Best damned watcher since..Giles. It was hard watching them all pass away. He cleared the thoughts from his head.
"How?"
Darcy paused. "Spike..I don't."
"How?!" He interrupted, slightly annoyed.
"Parrago Demon."
Spike cursed out loud. "Right then, be there soon."
He walked down to the basement and disappeared into the sewers. One tunnel would lead him to the place where The Magic Box once stood. Now, it was still rented out, but no longer a store. It was the old part of town, all normal, no funky new-age gadgets. Spike liked that in a town. But it was deserted none the less.
**************At the Magic Box******************* "Spike what are you doing here?" Xander asked, very annoyed and armed, prepared to dust him any second.
"I came.to help."
"You..are..evil.Do I have to spell this out for you?!"
"Maybe. But I'll have you know the Slayer invited me." The vampire-with-a- soul said acting very cocky.
"Spike, I didn't invite you directly." Buffy said, stepping out of the back where she was training.
"Well could you please explain?" Xander said.
"I said.Spike, maybe you should come and help.okay I did invite him."
"Um.ew.Is he like your friend or something? I thought you and him were done." Xander asked, looking directly at Buffy, ignoring eye contact with Spike.
"We never started, Xander."
"We had a couple of hot nights together, and that's it.Bloody whelp." Spike muttered under his breath.
"And again with the ew's."
"You know what." Spike started in, getting ready to pummel him. "If it weren't for this sodden chip, you would no longer be amongst the living, if you catch my drift."
"Ohh, see that Buffy, you see? If he didn't have the chip, he'd go all killy again! Listen fang-breath, I know how bad you want me as a snack, but."
"Oh yes." Spike replied sarcastically. "You'd be a nummy treat. Then I'd gag and stake myself."
"I'll have you know I'm very bite-able! Just consider yourself lucky that Buffy is attracted to dead boys!"
Spike was furious, he leapt from where he stood and grabbed Xander by the collar. But before he could do anything, Buffy jumped in.
"Spike get off of him!" Xander smiled. "Xander, who the hell do you think you are? I mean seriously. Spike helps us. I don't see you getting all wigged out every time Anya enters the room. Or Willow. Or me." She glared at him. "We've all killed people before Xander, we've all been evil. Get off your high horse, you're not better than him. None of us are." Buffy looked down and left the room.
At The Box-
Spike smiled to himself, remembering that great day. Buffy stood up for him. His eyes watered up and burned. She died two days later. Spike entered The Box, it's what they called the run down Magic Box.
"Hello Spike." Darcy said, greeting him with open arms.
"Ello love." He didn't look at her, he didn't want to get attached. Spikes been around since she was born and swore to be by her side, like he did all the watchers.
"This is Eliza Winters." She said, pointing at the small blonde slayer, who was sitting at the table and looking down. "She just found out what this world is filled with, be gentle." Darcy walked over to Eliza and crouched next to her. "Eliza dear, this is Spike." She said sweetly. "He helps. And he trains. You'll be safe with him."
Eliza still didn't glance up. "He's a vampire, how could he possibly help."
"Eliza."
"No, the 'bits right." He kneeled next to her, used to giving this speech to the slayers. "Luv, once upon a time, I got caught by the government. They had a branch of the army called, The Initiative. Well, they caught me, then put a chip in my head, keeping me from hurting others. If I harmed a human, I would get a soaring pain in my head. I found that I could kill demons, so I helped out the Slayer and friends. I fell in love with the Slayer, and became good. I got my soul for her. She was great. I couldn't keep her from dying though, that's why I help now."
Eliza looked up at him. She looked to familiar for Spike. She had long golden hair that trailed down her back. Her eyes were blue with green around the edges. She had a fair skin complexion and smelled of vanilla and mints. Spike winced at the pain in his heart when he looked at her.
"She loved you too." Eliza said.
Spike nodded, and Darcy pulled him to the side. "Spike she's got this psychic connection. I'm not sure what it is. I'm working at it. But she may know things. She's not who you think she will be, she is herself..not Buffy." She said looking down. "Remember that." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ In the training room, Eliza was very swift. Every move was filled with grace. When she sparred with Spike, it was like they danced. It even wore him out. "Where'd you learn to move like that Slayer?"
"Dunno, just kind of came to me."
"You must be joking. That kind of moving takes a lot of practice and many hours of hard work."
Eliza just shrugged. "Do I still gotta go to school?" She asked him, looking up at him like a little girl.
"How old are you."
"Seventeen."
"Yes, you still have to go to school." He chuckled.
Eliza moaned. "Ugh. Hey lets look on the bright side. Maybe I could get kicked out." She looked at him with pouty lips.
"Well they're very strict about blowing things up."
"I was trying for a more subtle approach..Like excessive not studying."
Spike sighed and nudged her. "The world is doomed."
Behind the two was a misty glow. Inside, Buffy stood. She was invisible to everyone. "Spike, you found her." She smiled and one tear dropped from her face. "I'll always be watching, protecting you both." She disappeared, leaving Spike to wonder if he was just crazy or if he heard her voice. He shook it off.
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AN: like I said, I'm in a class at school. I'll post more tonight.