Chapter 4 is here!!

I dont own any of these characters except Electra. Joss Whedon created the rest



A few home truths

'It's about time we had a little evil about the place' he said with a grin the size of the Cheshire Cat. But even Wonderland wasn't a safe sanctuary anymore. Not when Electra could read everyone's mind. 'In fact how about you do me. Show everyone what they look at when they see me.'

'I can do that' Electra, once again waved her hand in front of her face. But no peroxide ridden hair was to be seen. Nor his leather duster or the scar on his left eyebrow that distinguished a fight. No. Instead there stood a man. With dark blonde hair. Almost ginger. He had glasses. Similar to Giles'. His clothes represented the late 19th century. This was Spike. No mistake. But not the Spike the others knew. This was William. Before his life was taken by that of his maker, Drusilla.

Everyone looked confused. Everyone except Spike. His face had straightened. He was no longer smiling. His eyes glistened with tears. Crystal tears. But he held back.

'You find out what word rhymes with effulgent...Spike?' This mans accent had changed also. A very proper English accent. One almost used by the Queen herself.

The man waved a hand over his face once more and there stood Electra. She too wasn't smiling. She had a very solemn serious face. Inches from his she said,

'You mean something to me though Spike. You could never be beneath me. Not if you tried.

Spike looked into her eyes and saw the vampire's' eyes sparkle. She wasn't shielded anymore. She let bare and let Spike into her eyes.

'They called you William The Bloody for all the wrong reasons.' Spike now let a tear roll down his face. Electra, shocked at the sight followed the tear with her eyes. However she wiped it away as his life had once done the same.

'Hey sorry to ruin your moment guys but can you let me down?.. I got an itch on my nose.' asked Buffy sarcastically. She couldn't feel her limbs and was now becoming weak.

'Yeah sure sweetheart' replied Electra, stalking over to Buffy. She then punched her full force in the face. 'That better hun?'

'Yeah thanks. The itch has gone now' Buffy whimpered silently. She was in pain. In more pain then had ever experienced. She felt helpless. She'd never felt like this before.

'Look let her down. If she promises not to slay you then will you please let her down?' begged Oz. He didn't like seeing Buffy so helpless either. It hurt that he couldn't do anything for her. Nobody wanted to disobey Electra. If she did to them what she had to Buffy, then no one of them would last it out.

'Yes please could you do us this honour Electra' asked Giles. He was too petrified to move. He had never come face to face with the mother of all evil.

'Ok since you asked so politely Giles' Electra winked at Giles making him blush and look to he floor. She laughed. She LOVED to toy with people.

She lifted her hand and let it drop. And Buffy did the same. A muffled crash came from Buffy and the floor.

'Gee thanks! you couldn't have conjured up a mattress to break my fall?

Electra's face straightened, walking towards the slayer. Her face began to transform. Her face scrunched and her eyes turned red. Her face had took that of a vampires.

'Er..' stammered Buffy but it was too late. Electra had her by the neck and lifted her up in the air. She was fast. She could move around the room in less then a millisecond. That was one of the advantages of being the queen of vampires.

'Give me one good reason why I shouldn't drink you dry right here right now!' snarled Electra. Spikes eyes widened. He knew what was coming.

'No!' screamed Willow, running towards the pair.

Electra held up her hand and Willow froze. She couldn't move.

'Don't interrupt me witch!' and then she waved her hand to the others. Everyone froze. Everyone except her and Buffy.

'I'm sorry Spike but I can't risk you getting hurt.' she said truthfully to the fellow vamp.

She turned to Buffy once again. 'I said give me one good reason!' she shouted this time her voice echoing throughout the room. But her voice echoed a lot further. Everyone turned to the doors.

'That would be me!' yelled a man. He was stood in the doorways glaring at Electra that held Buffy in the air.

'It's about time you showed up Angel. I was beginning to wonder where you'd got to'