A.N.-
Hani - Sorry ppl. I wrote this ages ago.....really ages ago actually. Emi's not checked it so expect ranting. But I recently discovered it (and chapter 4) on my comp. and decided to post it. So here goes :) Please rr, I think Emi losing interest.
Chapter two - Shopping
It was a dark, murky, rainy night to say the least. Not much was happening in old Sunnydale. Spike was just heading back to his Crypt with a six-pack of cheap beer and a packet of Pig's blood. (his ration for the night).
It was too wet to make anything like going out to a bar, or watching The Slayer worthwhile. It was weather for ducks...not vampires.
He trudged through the quiet graveyard listening for signs of unwanted followers. He was just turning the corner in the the direction of his Crypt when a newly-sired, well-dressed vampire jumped out at him. Spike sighed and smacked the guy one on his way past.
"Piss off." he said, "Not in the mood for a punch-up."
The other growled and continued to badger him. Spike threw down the bag of booze and blood and punched the vamp square in the face.
The vampire returned the punch. Spike growled and turned back in his vampire form. The other vamp, shrunk down a little at this but continued to annoy Spike. Spike tussled with him for a while but soon ended the 'little dance' by staking the vamp with a twig (Yes a twig. It is possible, you know. Twigs are lethal weapons if used correctly.)
"Bloody hell." Spike grumbled, picking up his groceries and going into the Crypt.