I Don't Need You: Revelations.
The car was not the most interesting place to make a phone call from, Higgy discovered. Sure the leather seats were comfy, the radio was on and the windows prevented anyone from sneaking up and killing you, but it didn't have the ability to make you feel better. There were no reassuring hugs and words from the car and it was driving her insane.
Five years. Five long years. That's how long she had been a carer. That's how long she had been on the move to help demons that she barely knew. DL had joined her about a month into the job after discovering her secret, which wasn't hard. Not really. Considering that Higgy had only been fourteen when she had realised her true potential and still at school. Trying to hide sleep deprivation and numerous scars from your friends was not easy at S.L.a.G.S.
Red had inherited her slayer strength a few weeks later and they had all made a pact not to tell anyone of their true natures. Soon, they were all living together in DL's mansion that had been given to her for protection by the spirits. It was happy families for a while. DL had her horse, Red her dog Farley and Higgy her adopted white tiger cub Zeko.
But now was not the time to dwell on the past. She sighed and wiped at her slowly watering eyes. Spike was gone. Dead. Dust. Never to walk upon this earth again. Letting out a breath she didn't realise she'd been holding, Higgy pulled out her phone and dialled the number of Max. She pressed the call button and waited.
"Hello this is Pepsi Max here. How can I help?" Higgy smiled. She sounded so proper. So used to this. Sniffing slightly she wiped at the tears that had managed to fall down her face.
"Pepsi?" she whispered. "It's Higgy."
"Higgy! Hey dude. I haven't heard from you in ages. Have you finished with Spike already? Want me to make a date for the check up?" the chirpy voice only made Higgy cry harder and she threw the phone into the back seat of the car.
Sobbing hysterically she curled up on the front seat and clutched at Spike's duster she had brought with her. Why did this always happen to her? Spike was gone. She had to get a new charge without even saying goodbye to her old one. It wasn't fair. She didn't even know what Spike had been through. How much pain had been caused to him.
Now she had to get Pepsi to give her a new charge. They'd have to move again. She couldn't stand it. Why was Spike's death having such an impact on her? He'd only been with her a month. Why was it that she couldn't accept his death?
* * * * * DL led the rest through to where they had held Spike. All that was left was empty chains and a patch of blood. Red had wandered forward and was walking around the edge of the room. She held a stake in hand and was twirling it round her fingers waiting for something to pummel. Luckily, she found it first. If DL had she would have dragged the demon outside and held it still while Higgy beat it to death.
Holding her stake out she approached the crumpled demon. It was on the floor surrounded by dust, one horn on its head and a purple collar around its neck. It looked up and growled at the girl. "Slayer." It hissed.
"Not quite." Red replied, keeping her distance. "But close enough." She walked in front of the demon and pressed the point of the stake gently into her hand. "Where's Spike?" she whispered. "He can't be dead. I refuse to accept it."
The demon merely chuckled and coughed. "Spike? Your vampire?" he coughed again and Red watched patiently. "He's gone."
"Gone where? He's not dead. You wouldn't do that. You needed his blood." She smiled when the demon looked up and tried to pull away from the wall. It fell back down and she saw why. Chains had been passed through its chest and into the wall with metal pins. There was no way the demon was going anywhere.
"Well done little girl, I'm impressed. No we didn't kill the vampire. Just drained him dryer than the Sahara. It would have been stupid to kill him; vampires are great fun to torture you know they won't die unless you let them. You have complete control. And this vampire was the weakest creature I've ever laid eyes on."
Through gritted teeth she asked the next question, barely able to control herself from killing the demon. "Where is he? If you didn't kill him then what happened?" she was waiting for her answer when Xander came over.
"Red? What have you...Oh." He eyed the demon with disgust. "You know. I didn't like Spike. But what you did was horrible. Even Spike didn't deserve it. You sick bastard."
"Xander." Red hushed him and looked at the demon again. Going forward she pinned him to the wall by his neck. "Listen to me. I am a slayer in training. You can't escape. I want to know where my friend is." Pulling on one of the chains through his chest, she smiled when it gasped in pain.
"I...I...don't know..." it gasped. Coughing against her hand it turned its eyes to the girl. "It took the vampire and killed the others...he...he told me I had to suffer..." coughing again he slumped against the wall and Red released him to let him finish. "Told me I had to see my children die...yet not die myself. I would starve and yet still not die if I was not incinerated. He left with your vampire still alive."
By now Willow, Tara and Anya had joined the other two and were looking at the demon for an answer. "Who?" the potential asked patience wearing thin now.
"Someone we thought would be of no threat." When Xander got a lighter from his pocket and flipped it open, the demon rushed its answer. "His Sire. The one they call Angelus."
"Thank you. You have been most helpful." DL walked over and snatched the lighter from Xander's hand. She threw it at the demon and watched with a smile on her face as it erupted into flames and burn into a pile of ashes. "Now burn in hell."
Ta da! You like you review. You don't like...review anyway! Yeah, don't worry. Next chapter, I swear Spikey goodness. Luv Higgy.
The car was not the most interesting place to make a phone call from, Higgy discovered. Sure the leather seats were comfy, the radio was on and the windows prevented anyone from sneaking up and killing you, but it didn't have the ability to make you feel better. There were no reassuring hugs and words from the car and it was driving her insane.
Five years. Five long years. That's how long she had been a carer. That's how long she had been on the move to help demons that she barely knew. DL had joined her about a month into the job after discovering her secret, which wasn't hard. Not really. Considering that Higgy had only been fourteen when she had realised her true potential and still at school. Trying to hide sleep deprivation and numerous scars from your friends was not easy at S.L.a.G.S.
Red had inherited her slayer strength a few weeks later and they had all made a pact not to tell anyone of their true natures. Soon, they were all living together in DL's mansion that had been given to her for protection by the spirits. It was happy families for a while. DL had her horse, Red her dog Farley and Higgy her adopted white tiger cub Zeko.
But now was not the time to dwell on the past. She sighed and wiped at her slowly watering eyes. Spike was gone. Dead. Dust. Never to walk upon this earth again. Letting out a breath she didn't realise she'd been holding, Higgy pulled out her phone and dialled the number of Max. She pressed the call button and waited.
"Hello this is Pepsi Max here. How can I help?" Higgy smiled. She sounded so proper. So used to this. Sniffing slightly she wiped at the tears that had managed to fall down her face.
"Pepsi?" she whispered. "It's Higgy."
"Higgy! Hey dude. I haven't heard from you in ages. Have you finished with Spike already? Want me to make a date for the check up?" the chirpy voice only made Higgy cry harder and she threw the phone into the back seat of the car.
Sobbing hysterically she curled up on the front seat and clutched at Spike's duster she had brought with her. Why did this always happen to her? Spike was gone. She had to get a new charge without even saying goodbye to her old one. It wasn't fair. She didn't even know what Spike had been through. How much pain had been caused to him.
Now she had to get Pepsi to give her a new charge. They'd have to move again. She couldn't stand it. Why was Spike's death having such an impact on her? He'd only been with her a month. Why was it that she couldn't accept his death?
* * * * * DL led the rest through to where they had held Spike. All that was left was empty chains and a patch of blood. Red had wandered forward and was walking around the edge of the room. She held a stake in hand and was twirling it round her fingers waiting for something to pummel. Luckily, she found it first. If DL had she would have dragged the demon outside and held it still while Higgy beat it to death.
Holding her stake out she approached the crumpled demon. It was on the floor surrounded by dust, one horn on its head and a purple collar around its neck. It looked up and growled at the girl. "Slayer." It hissed.
"Not quite." Red replied, keeping her distance. "But close enough." She walked in front of the demon and pressed the point of the stake gently into her hand. "Where's Spike?" she whispered. "He can't be dead. I refuse to accept it."
The demon merely chuckled and coughed. "Spike? Your vampire?" he coughed again and Red watched patiently. "He's gone."
"Gone where? He's not dead. You wouldn't do that. You needed his blood." She smiled when the demon looked up and tried to pull away from the wall. It fell back down and she saw why. Chains had been passed through its chest and into the wall with metal pins. There was no way the demon was going anywhere.
"Well done little girl, I'm impressed. No we didn't kill the vampire. Just drained him dryer than the Sahara. It would have been stupid to kill him; vampires are great fun to torture you know they won't die unless you let them. You have complete control. And this vampire was the weakest creature I've ever laid eyes on."
Through gritted teeth she asked the next question, barely able to control herself from killing the demon. "Where is he? If you didn't kill him then what happened?" she was waiting for her answer when Xander came over.
"Red? What have you...Oh." He eyed the demon with disgust. "You know. I didn't like Spike. But what you did was horrible. Even Spike didn't deserve it. You sick bastard."
"Xander." Red hushed him and looked at the demon again. Going forward she pinned him to the wall by his neck. "Listen to me. I am a slayer in training. You can't escape. I want to know where my friend is." Pulling on one of the chains through his chest, she smiled when it gasped in pain.
"I...I...don't know..." it gasped. Coughing against her hand it turned its eyes to the girl. "It took the vampire and killed the others...he...he told me I had to suffer..." coughing again he slumped against the wall and Red released him to let him finish. "Told me I had to see my children die...yet not die myself. I would starve and yet still not die if I was not incinerated. He left with your vampire still alive."
By now Willow, Tara and Anya had joined the other two and were looking at the demon for an answer. "Who?" the potential asked patience wearing thin now.
"Someone we thought would be of no threat." When Xander got a lighter from his pocket and flipped it open, the demon rushed its answer. "His Sire. The one they call Angelus."
"Thank you. You have been most helpful." DL walked over and snatched the lighter from Xander's hand. She threw it at the demon and watched with a smile on her face as it erupted into flames and burn into a pile of ashes. "Now burn in hell."
Ta da! You like you review. You don't like...review anyway! Yeah, don't worry. Next chapter, I swear Spikey goodness. Luv Higgy.