The demon had a plan. His plan was to attack at random times to slowly make
the slayer weaker until she was weak enough to kill. The demon watched
Buffy walk between graves as he waited for the right moment to attack. This
demon's skin was of a darker tone. He also had red eyes, and had small half
inch spikes all over his body. He was wearing brown tattered pants that
were a bit muddy, black tanker boots, and a dark red long sleeve shirt. He
also had on a belt that held a sword, a few daggers, but for the most part
had many pouches filled with miscellaneous objects.
Buffy heard very fast footsteps behind her. She spun around with her crossbow ready. Before she could react the crossbow was kicked from her hands by a demon that was at least a foot and a half taller than her. She did a spinning kick that hit the demon hard in the ribs. She heard a crack and the demon moan in pain, but this didn't stop her from punching him several times. The shield of spikes on the demons body had punctured Buffy's hands every time she did so. Her knuckles were bleeding badly. She decided to stick with kicking him. She kicked him a couple of times in the shins then in the stomach. Then the demon punched Buffy in the side and she screamed in pain. The spikes on his knuckles had dug into her side and scraped her ribs.
As Spike watched the fight he forced himself to stay hidden in the shadows. He didn't want to answer the questions he always got every time he jumped in and helped the slayer when she could have handled herself. The fight went on for what seemed like forever to Spike. Both Buffy and the demon had various cuts and bruises. Buffy was hurt more than the demon, not by much, but she was hurt worse. She was taken by surprise when the demon had kicked her in the side with his tanker boots where he had already caused an injury. The force of the kick had caused her to fly backwards a few feet and land on the ground. Then demon then walked over to her and continually kicked her in the stomach.
Spike had had enough. He ran towards the demon and picked up a rock, then he chucked it at the demons head. The demon whirled around as he pulled out his sword. Spike was about to punch the demon, not knowing it was covered in spikes, when the demon sliced Spike's chest with a swipe of the blade. Spike yelled in pain.
"This isn't over yet!" The demon yelled as he ran off.
"You okay, Slayer?" Spike asked concerned as he knelt down next to her.
"I'm not sure." She replied weakly and passed out. (A/N: I was considering ending the chapter here, then I decided not to. I'm so nice.)
The phone at the Magic Box rang. Giles answered it
"Hello, Magic Box. How can I help you?" There was a pause as he listened and everyone looked over, interested in who was calling. "Oh dear. Yes, we'll be there as soon as possible. Thank you." He hung up the phone to see everyone looking at him.
"Well, what's up?" Willow asked him.
"Surprisingly enough that was Spike. He said that Buffy was hurt badly during patrol tonight. He took her to the hospital. She's in the emergency room right now."
"Oh. Poor Buffy. We should go there and wait for her to get out of the emergency room." Willow said standing up.
"And we should get her presents. They always make me feel better when I get put in the hospital after patrol." Xander said following willow in standing.
So once again the scoobies got in cars and drove to the hospital they so oftenly visited.
(A/N: Pleeese R&R..... I need suggestions...thanks...it also might take me a couple of days to update.)
Buffy heard very fast footsteps behind her. She spun around with her crossbow ready. Before she could react the crossbow was kicked from her hands by a demon that was at least a foot and a half taller than her. She did a spinning kick that hit the demon hard in the ribs. She heard a crack and the demon moan in pain, but this didn't stop her from punching him several times. The shield of spikes on the demons body had punctured Buffy's hands every time she did so. Her knuckles were bleeding badly. She decided to stick with kicking him. She kicked him a couple of times in the shins then in the stomach. Then the demon punched Buffy in the side and she screamed in pain. The spikes on his knuckles had dug into her side and scraped her ribs.
As Spike watched the fight he forced himself to stay hidden in the shadows. He didn't want to answer the questions he always got every time he jumped in and helped the slayer when she could have handled herself. The fight went on for what seemed like forever to Spike. Both Buffy and the demon had various cuts and bruises. Buffy was hurt more than the demon, not by much, but she was hurt worse. She was taken by surprise when the demon had kicked her in the side with his tanker boots where he had already caused an injury. The force of the kick had caused her to fly backwards a few feet and land on the ground. Then demon then walked over to her and continually kicked her in the stomach.
Spike had had enough. He ran towards the demon and picked up a rock, then he chucked it at the demons head. The demon whirled around as he pulled out his sword. Spike was about to punch the demon, not knowing it was covered in spikes, when the demon sliced Spike's chest with a swipe of the blade. Spike yelled in pain.
"This isn't over yet!" The demon yelled as he ran off.
"You okay, Slayer?" Spike asked concerned as he knelt down next to her.
"I'm not sure." She replied weakly and passed out. (A/N: I was considering ending the chapter here, then I decided not to. I'm so nice.)
The phone at the Magic Box rang. Giles answered it
"Hello, Magic Box. How can I help you?" There was a pause as he listened and everyone looked over, interested in who was calling. "Oh dear. Yes, we'll be there as soon as possible. Thank you." He hung up the phone to see everyone looking at him.
"Well, what's up?" Willow asked him.
"Surprisingly enough that was Spike. He said that Buffy was hurt badly during patrol tonight. He took her to the hospital. She's in the emergency room right now."
"Oh. Poor Buffy. We should go there and wait for her to get out of the emergency room." Willow said standing up.
"And we should get her presents. They always make me feel better when I get put in the hospital after patrol." Xander said following willow in standing.
So once again the scoobies got in cars and drove to the hospital they so oftenly visited.
(A/N: Pleeese R&R..... I need suggestions...thanks...it also might take me a couple of days to update.)
