Author's note: After being slightly flamed for my previous chapter and its content I feel that I
need to explain my motives somewhat. I've had the ending chapter in my head for quite
sometime and its all about love bringing a character back from the depths of emotional hell such
as being experienced by blondie-bear in the last chapter. I had to send Spike really down so I
could bring him back up with Buffy's help and Xander provided suitable inducement. I'm
probably being over-dramatic but that's kinda my 'oeuvre'. And anyhow this was totally
inspired by the last few chapters of Diana Galbadon's "Outlander". Those familiar with the
book will see similarities on the next chapter. I promise that it will all work out in the end and
thanks to those that are still muddling through this exploration of mine.
Phase 27
She'd gotten sidetracked after discovering Larry and the newly arrived Oz, starting to fold at the
force of ten or so vampires. She and Giles had joined the fray and within minutes had
successfully dispatched all the demons. Tired and a little breathless she'd left the others to get
their bearings and sought the staircase to the lower levels.
It was obvious that the initial explosion had damaged the area as she faced a destroyed staircase
in the dark. Still, it did not matter as she was determined on getting to Spike no matter what.
The Slayer picked her way through the jagged edges of the broken structure while almost losing
her footing a couple of times. Gingerly, she jumped midway and landed steadily on the balls of
her feet.
The inability to see much of anything kept her at edge. She did not want to risk calling out for
Spike for fear of alerting any vampires on her whereabouts. No, she had to be careful as his life
might depend on it.
After taking a deep calming breath she set upon exploring the large area taking care to make as
little noise as possible. Her acute hearing caught a muffled sound from the far end of the room.
She made her way towards it.
A distorted grunt, rattling of chains and her lover's pain ridden gasp broke through her
intentions. She ran the rest of the way until she collided with the barred enclosure that had been
Spike's prison.
"Spike" she cried as she tried to locate the door by touch. There was someone else besides him
inside and whoever it was it was hurting him.
Rage filled her and she kicked the bars but to no avail. The structure would not give.
"Let him go" she demanded
"Hardly bitch. I'm having too much fun with loverboy here" Xander answered defiantly
"I swear that I'm gonna twist your head off if you don't open this thing right now"
"Not before I stake your lover into the next world, As it is I have my stake against his bare chest"
"Spike are you alright?" she asked softly, just for him.
"He ain't answering Slayer. I doubt that he'll ever will"
"What did you do to him?"
"A little bit of torture, a little bit of rape, nothing to write home about"
"You son-of-a-bitch. You filthy bastard"
"Ooh the Slayer has quite a mouth on her. Tell me what can else you can do with it" he taunted,
fully cognizant of the effect of his words on her.
In truth he was very much aware that he was for all intents and purposes, dusted. If Buffy had
made her way here it meant that Willow had probably met with the same fate. It seemed like the
party was pretty much done.
Still, he hated to leave without making his mark and could not think of a better way than
breaking his enemy's heart. He set his stake for the final blow.
Instinct or something else allowed the Slayer to feel the vampire's intentions. Adrenaline
coursed through her veins as her hands ripped through reinforced steel in an instant and she
crashed through the cage and pounded on Spike's tormentor. She tore through him with fists
and kicks, each in blind anger and desperation. Never had she felt such violence, such hatred for
her prey. Unknowingly, her actions surged from a deep, elemental spring originating from the
first of her kind and triggered by her connection to Spike.
From the receiving end, Xander fought to save his life but the Slayer's attack was too much for
him. He could barely shield himself from her lefts when he was kicked on the right. When he
finally fell, she pounced on him and her fist shattered the delicate bones of his face.
The stake he had meant for Spike had rolled out of his hands and towards Buffy's side. She
grasped the weapon in her hand and brought it down on the vampire's throat. Xander's scream
became a gurgled cry as the Slayer pulled out the stake and brought it down on his stomach. She
was missing the heart on purpose in an merciless effort to prolong pain.
A clanging of the chains brought her back from her bloodlust induced trance. Spike needed her
attention. She brought the stake down once more on the mutilated creature.
"See you in hell"
The vampire exploded in a cloud of dust. Buffy lay still for a moment as her heart slowed down
from its frantic beating. She took a deep breath to calm herself down.
It was over. They had done it.
On her hands and knees she crawled towards her love and took him in her arms. He was still as
death.
"Its okay. I'm here. Everything is gonna be fine" she whispered
He didn't respond except for the cold tears that ran down his face.
TBC.
need to explain my motives somewhat. I've had the ending chapter in my head for quite
sometime and its all about love bringing a character back from the depths of emotional hell such
as being experienced by blondie-bear in the last chapter. I had to send Spike really down so I
could bring him back up with Buffy's help and Xander provided suitable inducement. I'm
probably being over-dramatic but that's kinda my 'oeuvre'. And anyhow this was totally
inspired by the last few chapters of Diana Galbadon's "Outlander". Those familiar with the
book will see similarities on the next chapter. I promise that it will all work out in the end and
thanks to those that are still muddling through this exploration of mine.
Phase 27
She'd gotten sidetracked after discovering Larry and the newly arrived Oz, starting to fold at the
force of ten or so vampires. She and Giles had joined the fray and within minutes had
successfully dispatched all the demons. Tired and a little breathless she'd left the others to get
their bearings and sought the staircase to the lower levels.
It was obvious that the initial explosion had damaged the area as she faced a destroyed staircase
in the dark. Still, it did not matter as she was determined on getting to Spike no matter what.
The Slayer picked her way through the jagged edges of the broken structure while almost losing
her footing a couple of times. Gingerly, she jumped midway and landed steadily on the balls of
her feet.
The inability to see much of anything kept her at edge. She did not want to risk calling out for
Spike for fear of alerting any vampires on her whereabouts. No, she had to be careful as his life
might depend on it.
After taking a deep calming breath she set upon exploring the large area taking care to make as
little noise as possible. Her acute hearing caught a muffled sound from the far end of the room.
She made her way towards it.
A distorted grunt, rattling of chains and her lover's pain ridden gasp broke through her
intentions. She ran the rest of the way until she collided with the barred enclosure that had been
Spike's prison.
"Spike" she cried as she tried to locate the door by touch. There was someone else besides him
inside and whoever it was it was hurting him.
Rage filled her and she kicked the bars but to no avail. The structure would not give.
"Let him go" she demanded
"Hardly bitch. I'm having too much fun with loverboy here" Xander answered defiantly
"I swear that I'm gonna twist your head off if you don't open this thing right now"
"Not before I stake your lover into the next world, As it is I have my stake against his bare chest"
"Spike are you alright?" she asked softly, just for him.
"He ain't answering Slayer. I doubt that he'll ever will"
"What did you do to him?"
"A little bit of torture, a little bit of rape, nothing to write home about"
"You son-of-a-bitch. You filthy bastard"
"Ooh the Slayer has quite a mouth on her. Tell me what can else you can do with it" he taunted,
fully cognizant of the effect of his words on her.
In truth he was very much aware that he was for all intents and purposes, dusted. If Buffy had
made her way here it meant that Willow had probably met with the same fate. It seemed like the
party was pretty much done.
Still, he hated to leave without making his mark and could not think of a better way than
breaking his enemy's heart. He set his stake for the final blow.
Instinct or something else allowed the Slayer to feel the vampire's intentions. Adrenaline
coursed through her veins as her hands ripped through reinforced steel in an instant and she
crashed through the cage and pounded on Spike's tormentor. She tore through him with fists
and kicks, each in blind anger and desperation. Never had she felt such violence, such hatred for
her prey. Unknowingly, her actions surged from a deep, elemental spring originating from the
first of her kind and triggered by her connection to Spike.
From the receiving end, Xander fought to save his life but the Slayer's attack was too much for
him. He could barely shield himself from her lefts when he was kicked on the right. When he
finally fell, she pounced on him and her fist shattered the delicate bones of his face.
The stake he had meant for Spike had rolled out of his hands and towards Buffy's side. She
grasped the weapon in her hand and brought it down on the vampire's throat. Xander's scream
became a gurgled cry as the Slayer pulled out the stake and brought it down on his stomach. She
was missing the heart on purpose in an merciless effort to prolong pain.
A clanging of the chains brought her back from her bloodlust induced trance. Spike needed her
attention. She brought the stake down once more on the mutilated creature.
"See you in hell"
The vampire exploded in a cloud of dust. Buffy lay still for a moment as her heart slowed down
from its frantic beating. She took a deep breath to calm herself down.
It was over. They had done it.
On her hands and knees she crawled towards her love and took him in her arms. He was still as
death.
"Its okay. I'm here. Everything is gonna be fine" she whispered
He didn't respond except for the cold tears that ran down his face.
TBC.