Some things you can't trust.
Buffy cried as Spike raped her. He watched the horror on her face and relished in it. He fled into the night, leaving Buffy to deal with her wounds-both external and internal.
"So, you didn't kill her." The first appeared and Spike rolled his eyes. "Sod off, you bloody trigger! I thought I got rid of you." He quickened his stride and the first whirled around to meet him at the alley corner, "Ah, you did get rid of me, but I've returned. I no longer can be destroyed."
Spike slauntered off, angry. "You are all talk." The first got inside his head. kill, Spike. You know you want to. If you don't kill buffy, kill someone close to her, Willow? Dawn? Faith for all I care. Kill...kill...
Spike arrived at the bronze and spotted Dawn and her friends, Melanie and Rachelle. He looked again and saw a new in training slayer near by. Grabbing a stake, hiding it behind his back, he turned toward her. "So, luv you what's your name."
The new slayer, being new had no idea he was a vampire. "Nicolette. I'm from France." Spike pulled her toward the dark and she, stupid enough, wasn't aware of him being a vampire. He vamped out and she tried to fight him, but he striked and drained her dry before she could even gasp.
He lay her body still and looked up, wiping his mouth. "How could you!" Spike turned to see the slayer, tears falling and running toward him in full slayer mode. They battled and blocked until they stopped and started to discuss current events.
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