Title- The Dawn, Spike, Angelus Adventures- The Beginning
Rated- PG-13
Disclaimer- Joss owns the characters, unfortunately for me, however I own the idea for the story!
A/N- Takes place 3 years later from the beginning of season 6 right after Flooded. So everything after that episode never happened. And as far as Angel goes anything after season 1 never happened.
Summery- Angel loses his soul, Spike's chip stops working and wackiness ensues. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------
Spike entered his crypt and found Dawn waiting for him. He took off his duster and laid it over his chair as he smiled at her. "Hey, Nibblet. Need something?" he asked.
Dawn had been waiting for Spike to arrive for almost half an hour. "I came over to let you know that Angelus is on the loose, again."
"Really!" Spike said with his eyebrows raised and a look of surprise, "Um, so what are you going to do this time, stake him or re-soul him?" Spike asked sitting on the sarcophagus and pulling out a cigarette.
"Re-soul him and as usual, stake him as a last resort. I was
wondering if you would help."
Spike lit his cigarette and took a puff before he answered, "Well, I don't know, Bit. I'm not really interested in messing with the poof." Dawn's face fell,
"But we're going to need your help, Spike," she walked over to him and pouted, "Please?"
"Oh no! It's not going to work! Your sister didn't need me the first time, much." Spike said to her.
She put her hand on his knee, drew circles with her fingers, and continued to pout. "Dawn, no!" He picked her hand up and lightly kissed her fingers, "I'm just not up for it."
"Alright." She pulled away, "I'll see you later." She said as she walked toward the door. Spike got up and followed her.
"Dawn, wait." He grabbed her by the arm, "Don't be mad at me, Bit. I just don't want to get involved. Angelus and I never had a grand relationship." He pulled her into a hug and held her tightly. "Remember, if you need me, just scream," he whispered to her
then kissed her cheek. "Good night." He let her go and she went toward the door. However Dawn and Spike didn't have long to wait until they met up Angelus.
He came bursting through the door as Dawn prepared to leave. "Spike! Hey buddy." Then he caught sight of Dawn, "Oh, hey, Dawn! Wow, look at you all grow up." He focused his attention back to Spike, "I didn't know if you were home." Angelus walked through Spike's crypt looking around as he went. "Nice place you've got here. Dark, quiet, it's perfect, for now."
"Whoa! Perfect for what?" Spike asked raising an eyebrow.
"For you and I to begin my plan of killing the Slayer," he smiled confidently. "For what!" Dawn said walking over next to Spike.
"Didn't you try to do this before?" Spike asked, "Right before she and her little pals put your soul back, then sent you to a hell dimension?"
"Hey I'm a vampire it's what I do. It's automatically programmed in our brains. We either run away from or kill the slayer. Not make friends, Spike. And that was then, this time I'm hoping to succeed. As long as you're only batting for one side and not hers," Angelus growled at him. "You do realize you have a curse against you, right?" "It's been so long they probably don't even remember where it is." "We have it," Dawn said jumping into the conversation. "Someone always knows where it is. On our end we're ready for you." "Dawn," Spike said to her warningly. "Is that so, Princess?" "Yeah it is. Besides, Angelus, what have you set out to do that has gone your way. I figure at this point you're already defeated," she said glaring at him.
"It doesn't matter anyway. I'm not interested." Spike flicked his cigarette to the floor and stepped it out.
"Really?" Angelus moved closer to them and stood in front of Dawn, who stayed completely still. He ran a finger down her cheek and she flinched away. As she tried to move behind Spike he grabbed her and held her tightly against his chest, facing Spike. "Not even if her life depended on it?"
"You leave Dawn out of this!" Dawn was looking back and forth from Spike to Angelus.
"Stop, or I'll kill her with the snap of the neck, and I wouldn't want to waste her like that, she's made from the slayer." He nuzzled her neck as she squirmed.
"Fine, what do you want?" Spike asked defeated.
"Just your help in killing the Slayer. I know you're all close to them and everything. You can get on the inside. How about it, Spike? Like old times, just you and me out on the open road."
"Do I have a choice?"
"Not really, no."
"And, Dawn, you'll let her go?"
"Well I don't know? She's just so cute," Angelus said teasingly.
"I'll help you, just let Dawn go." Spike went to grab for her.
"I could turn her. Would you like that, Princess?" Dawn was too scared to answer him. "Here take her. She'll probably die in the end fighting for her life."
Spike thought about this and realized he didn't want Dawn to die at all. If she died no one would love and understand him like she did. He wanted her to be with him forever. "You're better off commin' back tomorrow night."
"Can't do that. I can't stay at the mansion that's the first place Buffy would look." He shoved Dawn in Spike's direction.
"Well if Dawn's still here they might come down lookin' for her. They won't look there now. They'll wait till later. It's just one night, besides, you could take them, can't you?"
"Fine. I'll be back tomorrow night.
"Good," Spike said as Angelus left. He pulled Dawn into a tight embrace and kissed her forehead. He pulled back and looked at her seriously. "Dawn, I have to ask you something."
"What?" she asked scared and confused.
"Do you love me?"
The question surprised Dawn. She had always had a crush on Spike since she was fourteen and it had grown into a deeper love that was unlike the love for a brother or even a friend, and now her dream was coming true. She didn't know if the moment was real, so she did the most natural thing in the world, "Ow!"
"What?" Spike asked with concern.
"Nothing, I pinched myself."
"Why?"
"I had to know if this was real. In answer to your question, yes I do. I always have. You never noticed?"
"You know, now that you mention it that explains a lot." Spike pulled her to him and kissed her deeply. He moved to her neck and nipped her with dull teeth. As she closed her eyes and leaned into him, he morphed and carefully punctured her neck with his fangs.
Her eyes flew open with the sudden feeling of pleasure mixed with
pain. "Spike what are you doing?" she asked frightened. Spike continued to drink as her heart pumped the blood into his mouth. She tried to push him away, but he was to strong and she was becoming weaker by the second. When he had taken almost all her blood, he
pulled back. He cut his wrist and held it to Dawn's mouth. As soon as the red liquid touched her lips, she latched on to his arm. "Forgive me, Nibblet." He whispered as he kissed her head.
Rated- PG-13
Disclaimer- Joss owns the characters, unfortunately for me, however I own the idea for the story!
A/N- Takes place 3 years later from the beginning of season 6 right after Flooded. So everything after that episode never happened. And as far as Angel goes anything after season 1 never happened.
Summery- Angel loses his soul, Spike's chip stops working and wackiness ensues. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------
Spike entered his crypt and found Dawn waiting for him. He took off his duster and laid it over his chair as he smiled at her. "Hey, Nibblet. Need something?" he asked.
Dawn had been waiting for Spike to arrive for almost half an hour. "I came over to let you know that Angelus is on the loose, again."
"Really!" Spike said with his eyebrows raised and a look of surprise, "Um, so what are you going to do this time, stake him or re-soul him?" Spike asked sitting on the sarcophagus and pulling out a cigarette.
"Re-soul him and as usual, stake him as a last resort. I was
wondering if you would help."
Spike lit his cigarette and took a puff before he answered, "Well, I don't know, Bit. I'm not really interested in messing with the poof." Dawn's face fell,
"But we're going to need your help, Spike," she walked over to him and pouted, "Please?"
"Oh no! It's not going to work! Your sister didn't need me the first time, much." Spike said to her.
She put her hand on his knee, drew circles with her fingers, and continued to pout. "Dawn, no!" He picked her hand up and lightly kissed her fingers, "I'm just not up for it."
"Alright." She pulled away, "I'll see you later." She said as she walked toward the door. Spike got up and followed her.
"Dawn, wait." He grabbed her by the arm, "Don't be mad at me, Bit. I just don't want to get involved. Angelus and I never had a grand relationship." He pulled her into a hug and held her tightly. "Remember, if you need me, just scream," he whispered to her
then kissed her cheek. "Good night." He let her go and she went toward the door. However Dawn and Spike didn't have long to wait until they met up Angelus.
He came bursting through the door as Dawn prepared to leave. "Spike! Hey buddy." Then he caught sight of Dawn, "Oh, hey, Dawn! Wow, look at you all grow up." He focused his attention back to Spike, "I didn't know if you were home." Angelus walked through Spike's crypt looking around as he went. "Nice place you've got here. Dark, quiet, it's perfect, for now."
"Whoa! Perfect for what?" Spike asked raising an eyebrow.
"For you and I to begin my plan of killing the Slayer," he smiled confidently. "For what!" Dawn said walking over next to Spike.
"Didn't you try to do this before?" Spike asked, "Right before she and her little pals put your soul back, then sent you to a hell dimension?"
"Hey I'm a vampire it's what I do. It's automatically programmed in our brains. We either run away from or kill the slayer. Not make friends, Spike. And that was then, this time I'm hoping to succeed. As long as you're only batting for one side and not hers," Angelus growled at him. "You do realize you have a curse against you, right?" "It's been so long they probably don't even remember where it is." "We have it," Dawn said jumping into the conversation. "Someone always knows where it is. On our end we're ready for you." "Dawn," Spike said to her warningly. "Is that so, Princess?" "Yeah it is. Besides, Angelus, what have you set out to do that has gone your way. I figure at this point you're already defeated," she said glaring at him.
"It doesn't matter anyway. I'm not interested." Spike flicked his cigarette to the floor and stepped it out.
"Really?" Angelus moved closer to them and stood in front of Dawn, who stayed completely still. He ran a finger down her cheek and she flinched away. As she tried to move behind Spike he grabbed her and held her tightly against his chest, facing Spike. "Not even if her life depended on it?"
"You leave Dawn out of this!" Dawn was looking back and forth from Spike to Angelus.
"Stop, or I'll kill her with the snap of the neck, and I wouldn't want to waste her like that, she's made from the slayer." He nuzzled her neck as she squirmed.
"Fine, what do you want?" Spike asked defeated.
"Just your help in killing the Slayer. I know you're all close to them and everything. You can get on the inside. How about it, Spike? Like old times, just you and me out on the open road."
"Do I have a choice?"
"Not really, no."
"And, Dawn, you'll let her go?"
"Well I don't know? She's just so cute," Angelus said teasingly.
"I'll help you, just let Dawn go." Spike went to grab for her.
"I could turn her. Would you like that, Princess?" Dawn was too scared to answer him. "Here take her. She'll probably die in the end fighting for her life."
Spike thought about this and realized he didn't want Dawn to die at all. If she died no one would love and understand him like she did. He wanted her to be with him forever. "You're better off commin' back tomorrow night."
"Can't do that. I can't stay at the mansion that's the first place Buffy would look." He shoved Dawn in Spike's direction.
"Well if Dawn's still here they might come down lookin' for her. They won't look there now. They'll wait till later. It's just one night, besides, you could take them, can't you?"
"Fine. I'll be back tomorrow night.
"Good," Spike said as Angelus left. He pulled Dawn into a tight embrace and kissed her forehead. He pulled back and looked at her seriously. "Dawn, I have to ask you something."
"What?" she asked scared and confused.
"Do you love me?"
The question surprised Dawn. She had always had a crush on Spike since she was fourteen and it had grown into a deeper love that was unlike the love for a brother or even a friend, and now her dream was coming true. She didn't know if the moment was real, so she did the most natural thing in the world, "Ow!"
"What?" Spike asked with concern.
"Nothing, I pinched myself."
"Why?"
"I had to know if this was real. In answer to your question, yes I do. I always have. You never noticed?"
"You know, now that you mention it that explains a lot." Spike pulled her to him and kissed her deeply. He moved to her neck and nipped her with dull teeth. As she closed her eyes and leaned into him, he morphed and carefully punctured her neck with his fangs.
Her eyes flew open with the sudden feeling of pleasure mixed with
pain. "Spike what are you doing?" she asked frightened. Spike continued to drink as her heart pumped the blood into his mouth. She tried to push him away, but he was to strong and she was becoming weaker by the second. When he had taken almost all her blood, he
pulled back. He cut his wrist and held it to Dawn's mouth. As soon as the red liquid touched her lips, she latched on to his arm. "Forgive me, Nibblet." He whispered as he kissed her head.