He was sitting on the couch, playing a video game, when he heard the knock. He stood, walked to the door, and answered it. "Well allo Angel, can I help you with something?" Angel walked in, "As a matter of fact Spike, you can. I need good fighters, I'm pretty sure I have Kyra, and I need you too." Spike took a drag of the cigarette in his mouth, "Wow the great Angelus asking me for help. Never thought I'd see the day. Can't say I'm surprised. Kyra called me yesterday said she'd be here in three days." Angel looked at the door, "So are you going to help?" Spike laughed softly, "Of course, I just love to see you knocked off your high horse, plus it wouldn't be bad to work with Kyra again. I just love her when she's all fired up."
She sat in his office, not completely believing he worked there. Angel, one of the only good vampires, working for the company that Lucifer ran. Didn't seem right, or even real. She stood up as he entered the room, "I'm not doing this for you. I'm only doing this because I promised someone I would." He smiled at her, "I know Kyra. I know all about your promise. That's how I knew you'd do it." She sat back down, "Angel what are you doing here anyway. I mean for fucks sake it's Wolfman and Hart." He looked around the room, then back at her, "I know what you're thinking, but that's not it at all. I made a deal….." She cut him off, "A deal. Fucking A Angel, that's as bad as giving that lovely soul of yours to Lucifer himself."
Harmony walked into his office, "Um, boss, Spikey…… erm I mean Spike is here to see you." He turned his head slightly, "Go ahead and send him in, and tell Wes, Fred, Gunn, and Lorne to get in here." She turned and walked out, "Sure thing boss." He turned back to her, "You already know Spike so I won't have to introduce yall, but the rest of my team neither one of you know." Spike walked in and their eyes meet, "Wow you've kept that bloody jacket rather clean."
She laughed to herself, "Yeah I promised some bleached blonde punk that I would, and I pretty good at keeping promises." Fred was the first one in, and she stopped in her tracks, "Whoa, Angel you actually got her to help. I have to say I didn't think you'd be able to do it, but look there she is. Wow you're pretty." She stared at this new person, "Um thanks. I guess you already know who I am, but I'm afraid I've yet to learn your name." Fred moved to shake her hand, "Yes, of course, I'm sorry. My names, Fred." Angel introduced the others as they walked in. She sat there in the chair, listening to them all talk. Each one had heard of her from one place or another.
Gunn sat on the couch staring at her, "So you've really never tasted human blood." She laughed softly, "Never, I vowed I'd never drink it and here I am thousands of years later, and still haven't drunken a drop." Wesley turned to her, "Thousands, exactly how old are you, the earliest record we have is during the First World War." She smiled at him, "I was born in the year 1900B.C. To a vampire mother, and a god father. I was born, breed for the salvation of this world, my destiny is to keep this world safe. I promised them, and that's not something I take lightly."
Spike watched her, smiling to himself, she was prettier than he remembered. He admired her, she'd never tasted human blood, and probably never would. She'd been born the way she was it wasn't some terrible incident that happened to her. She didn't hate the person that sired her. Hell, she didn't even have a sire, she merely had a mother, and a father. Not to mention the being able to sunbathe without frying, come to think of it she couldn't be killed…..Glad she's on our side, he thought.