(Disclaimer: I own none of the characters but I own the plot.)
Buffy and I where walking in the second graveyard of the night. I felt funny calling her mum. I've only been with her and Spike for a year. The look on my face was distorted when they told me about my power. Walking as I thought what happened in the past year.
"Buffy, How many more graveyards left to patrol?"
"You can call me mom, and we have 22 left. But you can go home if you'd like."
"Thanx. I thought I would go see what Spike is doing." So I turned around and headed to my house of one year. I walked the short way home so I wouldn't run into any vamps. Ten minutes later I was standing on the stoop of the Windsur house, which years before was the Summers house. I turned the doorknob and walked in. I heard pounding so I followed the noise. And the noise led to the basement. I walked up to the basement door and laid my ear against it to hear the noise that sounded like a heart beat. I grabbed the doorknob and opened the door, and not to my surprise it was Spike pounding the hell out of the punching bag hanging from the ceiling. He didn't see me, so I watched him for about twenty minutes.
"Spike? You look pissed. Want to talk about it? I mean you should talk about your anger instead of taking it out on the bag."
"Son? You've been with us for a year; you can call me dad. And I'll just talk with Buffy about it. Hey my training partner is out. Would you like to train with me?"
"Yeah sure! Just let me change into something else real quick." So I went upstairs to my room and changed into my long jean shorts, I didn't change my shirt I took it off. I don't like training in shirts. So Spike and I trained. And while we were training I was thinking -How will I tell my life story? You know because it is so fantastic.-
After training Buffy got home so Spike and Buffy went to bed. I went to my room to think how to write my life story. I sat at my desk with a stack of paper and one sharp #2 pencil. So when or if I had a thought I could write it down. And I thought for thirty minutes and something came to me. I should start at the beginning. I also thought I should start with, "My story begins." So I did so here's my story.
My story begins January 3, 1987 3:09am I was born at Sunnydale memorial. I was even named William Windsur Jr. after my father William Windsur Sr. or Spike as everybody called him. Before my mum and dad could see me this demon kidnapped me and placed me on the stoop of the O.O (Orange Orphanage.) The demon had placed a tag on my blanket that read: William Windsur Jr. And so the demon rang the doorbell, and the orphanage took me in.
I grew up in the O.O. One day when I was about 13 this man with blonde hair combed back, with all black clothes, and a long black leather duster, came in looking to adopt. He was being showed around the O.O and finally he came to me, when he saw me at first he thought he was looking in a mirror. I stood up and said,
"Hi."
"H.hi." He stuttered as he shook my out stretched hand.
His hand was not as warm as a normal persons but I dismissed it.
"My name is William Windsur Jr." I said with a smile on my face. I was curious because he looked like me. "My name is William Windsur Sr." The tall man turned to the woman showing him around the O.O. "I would like to get a DNA test done on William here."
"That can be arranged. But why?" Said the lady.
"Well, can't you see the resemblance?" Spike said with a look that said Hello he looks like me, DUH.
Two weeks later the test was done and come to find out it was positive. I am William Senior's son.
So the papers for the legal situation got signed and four months after the DNA test I was legally in custody of Spike and Buffy Windsur.
The date of January 3, 2000(my birthday, perfect birthday present, get a family.) I was moving into what would be the most none normal household ever created.
The first night in my new home I lied in bed thinking.
-Could this really be happening? I have a family. Something every orphan thinks of. I always wanted a family but I thought I would never have one but here I am, I have a family.-
I finally fell asleep. I dreamed about my perfect little family, but boy was I in for a surprise.
What I didn't know was what was behind the scenes. Like what happened that no one knew about.
The next morning Buffy woke me up for school. (Three weeks prier to my arrival she received her teaching license.) -But I had no books for school.- I thought.
"William get up. It's your first day."
"But I don't have any supplies for school."
"I am going to home school you." She said with a smile.
"So I don't have to go to school?"
"NO. School is right here."
"YES!!!" I jumped for joy. I got dressed had breakfast and waited for Buffy to come to the table. Spike went on his first day to a new job. (He got a job as a lawyer.)
"I will start you where the O.O left you off. Ok?"
"Ok."
So in one week I was doing better than ever, in school. I was in Algebra 1.
Two weeks of being with the Windsur family I still didn't call Buffy and Spike, Mum and dad. Even though they are my biological parents. I also was wondering why every night after dark Buffy would go out and not come home till 2 or 3 am. And sometimes Spike would go with her. One morning they came home around 3:30 and Spike had a cut on his side. A week later it was 1 hour before dark and both of them walked in. I was surfing the net on my Laptop. And they juggled the subject you know how parents are, you tell him, no you're his father you tell him. That kind of stuff.
"Buffy fine I'll do it." Spike said in a whisper. "Son, I have something to tell you."
"What?" I looked at them with concern. I was wondering, -what in the world do they want to tell me. They can't tell me I'm adopted.- I smiled.
"William your very special." Buffy said with a soft voice as she folded her arms.
"Don't tell him that, luv. It sounds like we're telling him he's retarded or something. William your half vampire and half vampire slayer, so you have enough strength to tear a tank apart." Spike said relieved.
"Ok. He knows." Buffy said dropping her arms to her side.
Me sitting wide eyed, mouth open catching flies. Words running around in my brain. Special, vampire half. Though I know the meanings of those words, I couldn't come to understand what they ment.
"And we would like you to patrol with us tonight." Spike said with precision.
"But.But I'm only 14." I said thinking -I finally get a family and their freaks.- "Ok. Why not?" So that night we tested my strength. I dusted two vamps on my own. ***************************************************************Later
"I think we should have trained a little first." Said Spike dusting a vamp.
"I very much agree, honey." Buffy said as she was plunged to the ground.
"Now Spike I think we should train William up then go kick the Masters a$$. Don't you?"
"Yeah why not, luv?" spike said leaning into kiss Buffy.
"Ah. if I may interrupted, who is the Master?" I furrowed my brow at the two. I turned around and felt this sharp pain in my stomach. I looked down and there sticking out of my gut was a golden dagger. The first vamp that I fought must have had a grudge.
"William!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Buffy & Spike said in unison. They ran over to tend to me.
"Spike, Buffy. Don't leave me. I love you. I've only been with you for three weeks." Everything went dark.
Buffy and I where walking in the second graveyard of the night. I felt funny calling her mum. I've only been with her and Spike for a year. The look on my face was distorted when they told me about my power. Walking as I thought what happened in the past year.
"Buffy, How many more graveyards left to patrol?"
"You can call me mom, and we have 22 left. But you can go home if you'd like."
"Thanx. I thought I would go see what Spike is doing." So I turned around and headed to my house of one year. I walked the short way home so I wouldn't run into any vamps. Ten minutes later I was standing on the stoop of the Windsur house, which years before was the Summers house. I turned the doorknob and walked in. I heard pounding so I followed the noise. And the noise led to the basement. I walked up to the basement door and laid my ear against it to hear the noise that sounded like a heart beat. I grabbed the doorknob and opened the door, and not to my surprise it was Spike pounding the hell out of the punching bag hanging from the ceiling. He didn't see me, so I watched him for about twenty minutes.
"Spike? You look pissed. Want to talk about it? I mean you should talk about your anger instead of taking it out on the bag."
"Son? You've been with us for a year; you can call me dad. And I'll just talk with Buffy about it. Hey my training partner is out. Would you like to train with me?"
"Yeah sure! Just let me change into something else real quick." So I went upstairs to my room and changed into my long jean shorts, I didn't change my shirt I took it off. I don't like training in shirts. So Spike and I trained. And while we were training I was thinking -How will I tell my life story? You know because it is so fantastic.-
After training Buffy got home so Spike and Buffy went to bed. I went to my room to think how to write my life story. I sat at my desk with a stack of paper and one sharp #2 pencil. So when or if I had a thought I could write it down. And I thought for thirty minutes and something came to me. I should start at the beginning. I also thought I should start with, "My story begins." So I did so here's my story.
My story begins January 3, 1987 3:09am I was born at Sunnydale memorial. I was even named William Windsur Jr. after my father William Windsur Sr. or Spike as everybody called him. Before my mum and dad could see me this demon kidnapped me and placed me on the stoop of the O.O (Orange Orphanage.) The demon had placed a tag on my blanket that read: William Windsur Jr. And so the demon rang the doorbell, and the orphanage took me in.
I grew up in the O.O. One day when I was about 13 this man with blonde hair combed back, with all black clothes, and a long black leather duster, came in looking to adopt. He was being showed around the O.O and finally he came to me, when he saw me at first he thought he was looking in a mirror. I stood up and said,
"Hi."
"H.hi." He stuttered as he shook my out stretched hand.
His hand was not as warm as a normal persons but I dismissed it.
"My name is William Windsur Jr." I said with a smile on my face. I was curious because he looked like me. "My name is William Windsur Sr." The tall man turned to the woman showing him around the O.O. "I would like to get a DNA test done on William here."
"That can be arranged. But why?" Said the lady.
"Well, can't you see the resemblance?" Spike said with a look that said Hello he looks like me, DUH.
Two weeks later the test was done and come to find out it was positive. I am William Senior's son.
So the papers for the legal situation got signed and four months after the DNA test I was legally in custody of Spike and Buffy Windsur.
The date of January 3, 2000(my birthday, perfect birthday present, get a family.) I was moving into what would be the most none normal household ever created.
The first night in my new home I lied in bed thinking.
-Could this really be happening? I have a family. Something every orphan thinks of. I always wanted a family but I thought I would never have one but here I am, I have a family.-
I finally fell asleep. I dreamed about my perfect little family, but boy was I in for a surprise.
What I didn't know was what was behind the scenes. Like what happened that no one knew about.
The next morning Buffy woke me up for school. (Three weeks prier to my arrival she received her teaching license.) -But I had no books for school.- I thought.
"William get up. It's your first day."
"But I don't have any supplies for school."
"I am going to home school you." She said with a smile.
"So I don't have to go to school?"
"NO. School is right here."
"YES!!!" I jumped for joy. I got dressed had breakfast and waited for Buffy to come to the table. Spike went on his first day to a new job. (He got a job as a lawyer.)
"I will start you where the O.O left you off. Ok?"
"Ok."
So in one week I was doing better than ever, in school. I was in Algebra 1.
Two weeks of being with the Windsur family I still didn't call Buffy and Spike, Mum and dad. Even though they are my biological parents. I also was wondering why every night after dark Buffy would go out and not come home till 2 or 3 am. And sometimes Spike would go with her. One morning they came home around 3:30 and Spike had a cut on his side. A week later it was 1 hour before dark and both of them walked in. I was surfing the net on my Laptop. And they juggled the subject you know how parents are, you tell him, no you're his father you tell him. That kind of stuff.
"Buffy fine I'll do it." Spike said in a whisper. "Son, I have something to tell you."
"What?" I looked at them with concern. I was wondering, -what in the world do they want to tell me. They can't tell me I'm adopted.- I smiled.
"William your very special." Buffy said with a soft voice as she folded her arms.
"Don't tell him that, luv. It sounds like we're telling him he's retarded or something. William your half vampire and half vampire slayer, so you have enough strength to tear a tank apart." Spike said relieved.
"Ok. He knows." Buffy said dropping her arms to her side.
Me sitting wide eyed, mouth open catching flies. Words running around in my brain. Special, vampire half. Though I know the meanings of those words, I couldn't come to understand what they ment.
"And we would like you to patrol with us tonight." Spike said with precision.
"But.But I'm only 14." I said thinking -I finally get a family and their freaks.- "Ok. Why not?" So that night we tested my strength. I dusted two vamps on my own. ***************************************************************Later
"I think we should have trained a little first." Said Spike dusting a vamp.
"I very much agree, honey." Buffy said as she was plunged to the ground.
"Now Spike I think we should train William up then go kick the Masters a$$. Don't you?"
"Yeah why not, luv?" spike said leaning into kiss Buffy.
"Ah. if I may interrupted, who is the Master?" I furrowed my brow at the two. I turned around and felt this sharp pain in my stomach. I looked down and there sticking out of my gut was a golden dagger. The first vamp that I fought must have had a grudge.
"William!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Buffy & Spike said in unison. They ran over to tend to me.
"Spike, Buffy. Don't leave me. I love you. I've only been with you for three weeks." Everything went dark.
