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Chapter 45
As Spike drew closer to Summers Manor he noticed a horse near the stable. Someone was there. He slowed his horse, so that his approach would not be heard, then dismounted when he got to the property. Carefully he guided his horse close to the door of the home. He wanted the his horse nearby just in case he needed to leave quickly. He walked into the home quietly as not to disturb whoever was inside.
He heard footsteps just inside the Great room and ever so quietly he crept closer to the intruder. He knew too well who it had to be. He felt a sudden rush of anger when he saw him. The audacity of this man never ceased to amaze him. Rolling his hand tightly into a fist, he held his breath and tapped the man on the shoulder.
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Angelus had spent the previous day familiarizing himself with the tunnels. Today he was looking around the inside of the manor, hoping to find possible hiding places for the other half of the fragment, as he was already sure Elizabeth and her friends had it. It was either in Elizabeth's home of the home of Rupert Giles. He thought perhaps they had some sort of a small hidden niche in the wall. As he was standing in front of the fireplace, he noticed two large finials, one on each end of the mantle. He took one and tried to move it, thinking it would open something, but it did not even budge. He then walked to the other and did the same to its twin. He pushed and pulled on it for several minutes and was sure he felt it move. Suddenly he felt a tapping on his shoulder.
"Help you with that mate?" Angelus turned and Spike swung his arm and let his fist connect with Angelus' jaw. He fell back and Spike grabbed him by the hair and rammed the back of his head into the finial, breaking the thick plaster object to pieces. Angelus fell to his knee and grabbed the back of his head.
Spike reached down and took Angelus by the lapels of his jacket and rammed his knee into the other mans groin. Angelus doubled over in pain, but Spike was not going to let him go just yet. He swung at Angelus again.
"That's for havin' her parents killed." Spike punched him in the jaw.
"That's for torturing Willow." Another punch to the jaw.
"That's for leavin' her in that alter to rot, you sick fuck." Another punch and another knee to the groin. Finally he let Angelus drop hard onto the floor.
"And this one is for Andrew." He swung his leg, and kicked Angelus in the ribs. Angelus rolled onto his side and curled his body up. Angelus was a big man, but he was not as skilled in hand-to-hand combat as Spike was. That and the fact that he had been caught off guard left him coughing and gasping for air. There was now blood flowing freely from his mouth, and his head was spinning six ways from Sunday.
Spike stopped his attack and stood over him for a moment and looked down at the belt the wonderfully bloody heap known as Angelus McKenna was wearing. It was made of suede and was tied on. Spike untied it and slid it off of him. He turned and began to walk away, then turned back to Angelus and just for good measure gave him one more kick in the stomach. He smiled and waved good-bye.
"I hope I was helpful." He lifted the belt, " And thanks for the souvenir, have a nice day." He walked out and got on his horse, leaving Angelus on the marble floor wheezing and trying to stand. He rode to Angelus' horse and took it by the reigns. Spike rode away with Angelus' belt and horse in tow. Angelus would be walking home today.
Spike rode quickly back to the house. When he arrived he jumped off the horse and inspected the belt. He saw a slit near the middle and opened it. There inside was the other half of the spear. He smiled and walked in.
Chapter 45
As Spike drew closer to Summers Manor he noticed a horse near the stable. Someone was there. He slowed his horse, so that his approach would not be heard, then dismounted when he got to the property. Carefully he guided his horse close to the door of the home. He wanted the his horse nearby just in case he needed to leave quickly. He walked into the home quietly as not to disturb whoever was inside.
He heard footsteps just inside the Great room and ever so quietly he crept closer to the intruder. He knew too well who it had to be. He felt a sudden rush of anger when he saw him. The audacity of this man never ceased to amaze him. Rolling his hand tightly into a fist, he held his breath and tapped the man on the shoulder.
*~*~*~
Angelus had spent the previous day familiarizing himself with the tunnels. Today he was looking around the inside of the manor, hoping to find possible hiding places for the other half of the fragment, as he was already sure Elizabeth and her friends had it. It was either in Elizabeth's home of the home of Rupert Giles. He thought perhaps they had some sort of a small hidden niche in the wall. As he was standing in front of the fireplace, he noticed two large finials, one on each end of the mantle. He took one and tried to move it, thinking it would open something, but it did not even budge. He then walked to the other and did the same to its twin. He pushed and pulled on it for several minutes and was sure he felt it move. Suddenly he felt a tapping on his shoulder.
"Help you with that mate?" Angelus turned and Spike swung his arm and let his fist connect with Angelus' jaw. He fell back and Spike grabbed him by the hair and rammed the back of his head into the finial, breaking the thick plaster object to pieces. Angelus fell to his knee and grabbed the back of his head.
Spike reached down and took Angelus by the lapels of his jacket and rammed his knee into the other mans groin. Angelus doubled over in pain, but Spike was not going to let him go just yet. He swung at Angelus again.
"That's for havin' her parents killed." Spike punched him in the jaw.
"That's for torturing Willow." Another punch to the jaw.
"That's for leavin' her in that alter to rot, you sick fuck." Another punch and another knee to the groin. Finally he let Angelus drop hard onto the floor.
"And this one is for Andrew." He swung his leg, and kicked Angelus in the ribs. Angelus rolled onto his side and curled his body up. Angelus was a big man, but he was not as skilled in hand-to-hand combat as Spike was. That and the fact that he had been caught off guard left him coughing and gasping for air. There was now blood flowing freely from his mouth, and his head was spinning six ways from Sunday.
Spike stopped his attack and stood over him for a moment and looked down at the belt the wonderfully bloody heap known as Angelus McKenna was wearing. It was made of suede and was tied on. Spike untied it and slid it off of him. He turned and began to walk away, then turned back to Angelus and just for good measure gave him one more kick in the stomach. He smiled and waved good-bye.
"I hope I was helpful." He lifted the belt, " And thanks for the souvenir, have a nice day." He walked out and got on his horse, leaving Angelus on the marble floor wheezing and trying to stand. He rode to Angelus' horse and took it by the reigns. Spike rode away with Angelus' belt and horse in tow. Angelus would be walking home today.
Spike rode quickly back to the house. When he arrived he jumped off the horse and inspected the belt. He saw a slit near the middle and opened it. There inside was the other half of the spear. He smiled and walked in.