"They've gone Spike." Giles called upstairs and waited for the vampire to come down. Sure enough, Spike made his way down shortly after being called. "I don't see why you didn't stay down here." Giles pointed out and began cleaning up after his visitors. He moved into the kitchen and put their rubbish in the bin as Spike settled himself on the sofa.

"They'd tease me again." Spike answered as if it was the obvious thing in the world. "And I don't cope so well with teasing. Get your pen and paper watcher. I'll tell you a story about a man, the night he died."

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11th November 1880

"Now no complaining my darlings." Angelus asked nicely as he made his way to the door. His childer were all upset about tonight's decision and he knew there would be hell to pay later, but right now they were doing as they were told.

"But Sire..." Nick whined and pulled on Angelus' sleeve. "Why not?" He was pouting something awful, just like his ten siblings were. Angelus rolled his eyes and pushed back Nick's hand.

"You know it's for your own safety my darlings." Angelus whispered and backed away to the exit.

"But you know we'll be careful!" Penn snapped and was rewarded with a slap round the face for his troubles. He rubbed the slightly pink skin and looked at his sire in shock. He'd never hit him before.

"Don't you ever answer back to me again young man." Their sire answered in a clipped tone. They all backed away a pace and Dru hid behind her older siblings. Sophie and Kim were holding hands and looking at their sire in fear.

Michael was looking at the floor in submission, as was Laura. It seemed the older two had some sense to back down and ask no questions. Richard, James and Chris were all huddled together on their sofa and looking scared in case their sire took a turn at them next. Becky and Nick were both looking between Penn and Angelus to see what would happen.

"Now, I didn't want to have to do that Penn. But you answered back. What I have asked of you all tonight is not hard yet very important. Do you all understand?" When Angelus received eleven nods of the head he turned on his heel and left without another word.

"But why can't we go with him?" Becky asked the silent room.

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"So Angelus wanted all his childer to stay at home on the night you were turned? Why exactly?" Giles asked his vampire housemate. Spike was curled on one end of the sofa doodling on a pad of paper he'd found while reciting his tale.

Spike looked up at the man on the other end of the sofa and smiled slightly. "There was a slayer about."

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"Please Kat, you have to understand just how dangerous this vampire is!" Carl scurried after his slayer and tried to stop her from leaving the house they lived in. "This is no ordinary vampire young lady, this is the great Angelus."

"I know Carl. And so I'll be extra careful and only use a crossbow from a safe distance." Katrina double-checked her weapons before going towards the door. She was going to kill this vampire if it was the last thing she did. "Does that sound safe?"

"No. What sounds safe is you staying here with me at home where Angelus can't enter." The short man replied. Carl was no fighter. He was a book man and his slayer was not helping him stay calm. Carl was always anxious about his Slayer's well being and barely let her out of his sight.

"He wont see me and I'll stay far enough away so that he can't smell me." Kat replied and opened the door. "Don't wait up." And with that, she was gone.

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"You were turned when there was a slayer about? Was Angelus mad?" Spike looked up from his doodles at the man's shock. Surely he wasn't that interested that he wanted to be sure of Spike's safety?

"Well I wasn't meant to be turned was I? I said I was an accident and I was. So shut up and just listen." He returned to his sketches of his siblings and began his tale again.

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William sniffed back the tears as he thought back over his rejection. Cecily didn't love him. She never had and never would. He was a failure. Beneath her. She was an angel and he was merely a peasant. He was nothing compared to her.

He tore up his poetry violently and tried to forget the useless words he had used to try and woo her. She was too perfect for him. He was worthless of her presence, let alone her love. She could never love him, not even like him. He was beneath her.

And now, just to prove how pathetic he was, he was crying like a baby in a barn because the most effulgent being on the planet had rejected him. What had he expected? Cecily would never have just thrown her arms around him and proclaimed her love to him. He was nothing to her. He was beneath her.

"What the hell do you think you're doing here?"

Oh great. Just brilliant. Now some stranger was going to have a go at him for existing. His life was awful. How could he afford to live any longer? He wished that God would just remove him from the planet completely. At least then he wouldn't have to deal with everyone laughing at him anymore.

"I thought I told you to stay at home!" Who was yelling at him? It wasn't mother it was a male voice. Plus, no one had said he couldn't go out. Wha was the stranger talking about? Maybe he was drunk.

To save any arguments or brawls that were about to begin, William mumbled a short apology and stood up to leave, still with his back to the stranger.

"Don't you dare walk away from me young man!" Came the yell and William picked up his pace to try and avoid the man. It was no use. As soon as he began walking he felt two arms wrap themselves round his chest and something sharp penetrate his neck in two places.

He squeaked and tried to pull away from the man or whatever it was. Tears fell down his face as the man's grip tightened and his air supply was nearly cut off. He gasped for air and coughed to try and gain more oxygen. It didn't work and he could feel the man had drawn blood and was licking at it. He struggled again and whimpered as more of his blood was taken and the lips fasten on him. It didn't feel right. He was so scared and the man wasn't letting go.

He felt himself get tired as he tried to speak. His vision was blurry and his head hurt. He was hearing a slight ringing start in his ears and things were becoming harder to decipher. Giving a final struggle he tried to dislodge his attacker. The man only carried on drinking from him.

Soon William was practically unconscious in the man's arms. Not aware of what was happening any more, he obediently began licking at the liquid pushed against his lips before passing out.

"And don't you ever think of walking away from me again James." Angelus hissed and lifted the boy into his arms, still not looking at his face. Having shared a blood link with his sire meant that James would wake up being more attached to his sire. Probably not wanting to leave his side at all for the next few days.

Perfect.

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"So you really were an accident?" Giles asked the now quiet vampire and watched as he nodded sullenly. Spike was still sketching on his pad of paper and Giles had half a mind to ask what he was drawing. "That's fascinating. You were the only childer he didn't stalk, know, terrorise or even like. You really were an accident."

Spike scowled at the watcher and hurriedly scribbled all over the picture he'd been drawing. "You don't think I know that?" he growled and threw the pad of paper across the room. "He thought I was James and didn't even want to turn me."

"Now really Spike, do you think that's mature?" Giles glared at the vampire and went to pick up the paper. "Having a hissy fit just because your sire thought you were someone else?"

"Yes!" Spike yelled back and threw a pillow at the older man's head. Fortunately it didn't have bricks in it and didn't cause the chip to go off. Giles shook his head and glared at the vampire who was acting like a child.

"If you're going to act like that then you can get out. I'm not putting up with this behaviour!" Giles yelled and watched as Spike just lowered his head to his hands. The vampire curled up on the sofa like a disobedient animal and refrained from making eye contact. "Spike..." Giles sighed and sat next to the vampire. "I didn't mean to yell."

"Yeah well I didn't mean to be so stupid." Spike mumbled from beneath his arms and sighed slightly. "But how would you feel when your siblings kept saying how much of a mistake you were? Angelus didn't even stalk me for crying out loud. They kept rubbing it in my face that he didn't torture me either."

Giles sat back and began to clean his glasses. This truly was the weirdest conversation he'd ever had. "Well Spike, I'm sure if Angelus had seen your face he would have began stalking you. Okay?" Giles saw the vampire nod slightly and almost beamed with pride of being able to make a century old creature feel better.

"They called me a freak you know? Said I was a weak freak because Angelus wouldn't let me from his sight except for bedtime. Even then he let me sleep with him for the first few days so they would get used to me." Spike looked up and Giles could see just how upset the vampire was getting talking about his early days as a vampire. Obviously the change had been harder for him then with the others.

"You're not a weak freak." He pointed out. "You've killed two slayers and scared Buffy out of her mind before now. You Spike are anything but weak." Spike just nodded silently and lent back in the sofa.

Before Spike could thank the watcher, there was a knock at the door.

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