Chapter 1:
As the played the intro Spike noticed it was a bit melodic but when the guitar kicked he knew Dawn was going to sing an angry song. She sat cross-legged on the stage by a microphone and looked up at the sound of her back up singers.
(When this began)
I had nothing to say And I get lost in the nothingness inside of me
She runs her hands up her arms in a frightened manner
(I was confused) And I let it all out to find That I'm not the only person with these things in mind
She looks off stage a bit
(Inside of me) But all the vacancy the words revealed Is the only real thing that I've got left to feel
Becomes angered
(Nothing to lose) Just stuck/ hollow and alone And the fault is my own, and the fault is my own
Grabs the mike and steps a little to the back of the stage
Chorus I wanna heal, I wanna feel what I thought was never real I wanna let go of the pain I've held so long (Erase all the pain till it's gone)
I wanna heal, I wanna feel like I'm close to something real I wanna find something I've wanted all along Somewhere I belong
Puts the mike back and sits down again in the same fashion as before
And I've got nothing to say I can't believe I didn't fall right down on my face
Give a weak smile
(I was confused) Looking everywhere only to find That it's not the way I had imagined it all in my mind (So what am I) What do I have but negativity 'Cause I can't justify the way, everyone is looking at me
Looks around paranoid
(Nothing to lose) Nothing to gain/ hollow and alone And the fault is my own, and the fault is my own
She grabs her neck and jumps off the chair and grabs the mike away
I wanna heal, I wanna feel what I thought was never real I wanna let go of the pain I've held so long (Erase all the pain till it's gone)
I wanna heal, I wanna feel like I'm close to something real I wanna find something I've wanted all along Somewhere I belong
Looks up and the second floor of the Bronze as she walks off the stage
I will never know myself until I do this on my own And I will never feel anything else, until my wounds are healed I will never be anything till I break away from me Slides down a nearby pole
I will break away, I'll find myself today
Gets up and back on the stage
I wanna heal, I wanna feel what I thought was never real I wanna let go of the pain I've held so long (Erase all the pain till it's gone)
I wanna heal, I wanna feel like I'm close to something real I wanna find something I've wanted all along Somewhere I belong
Outstretchs her body looking up
I wanna heal, I wanna feel like I'm somewhere I belong I wanna heal, I wanna feel like I'm somewhere I belong Falls into a croutching position
Somewhere I belong
Lights on the stage dim, appaulding from the audience, then the lights reappeared on a grinning Dawn and announcer
Spike could feel a twinge of guilt in his heart. He knew the song was about him.
"That was Hell's Angels. Everybody let's give them another hand." the announcer said as in presented the band in a Vanna White-like motion. The whole club seemed to shake with applause, whistles, shouts of praise. "However I'm sorry to say that they will leaving us and not coming back for awhile."
"God." scoffed Spike as he thought This guy is as boring as Giles. It hadn't registered what the boring announcer had said until he handed the mike to Dawn.
"And here to explain is the band's lead vocalist Dawn Summers."
"Yep, sorry guys Jim's right. This will be our last performance. We got a record deal and are going to L.A. next week." Dawn looked up at the second floor for moment then back down to the crowd. Spike noticed that it was the second time she had done this. She followed her eyes to see none other than Angel standing there looking down at her, smiling. The only thing that could've shocked and upset him more was if fuckin' Godzilla had walked through the door and ate her alive. Then his eyes narrowed on her. Her words seemed to trail off as his anger rose, his hand cletched around his empty beer mug, it broke, he could feel the shards of glass penitrating his skin but he didn't care. He would rather his whole hand be chopped off then to see his little Nibblet in the arms of his greatest rival. He knew that if he had any chance of winning her back it would have to be done tonight.
It was after 2 in the morning when Dawn decided to leave the Bronze. She said good night to her bandmates and proceeded to walk up the stairs to see Angel. Spike was watching them closely. He watched as he put his arms around her and how his lips slightly caressed her cheek as he made his way to whisper something into her ear. Now, his vampy hearing skills were a bit dulled by the lake of liquor he had drunken since he had saw Dawn looking at the only vampire that ever eclipised him, but he managed to comprehend the words "can't wait...me...you...sweaty...in the hotel" escape from Angel's lips. Dawn smiled and a small giggle then leaned in for another hug. Spike felt enraged but noticed Dawn leave Angel behind, so began to follow her out the door.
As Dawn got her black leather coat and gave Jim the announcer a small hug she felt like someone was watching her. As she made her made her way into the alley the feeling got stronger and she was almost given a heart attack when the pager in her back pocket began to vibrate. Spike, too, got scared when Dawn suddenly jumped up a bit and almost blew his cover. When Dawn looked at her pager she rolled her eyes gave a small groan and said "Damn!" in a half-whisper. In an instant Dawn took off running, Spike almost didn't have enough time to get on his bike and take off after her. In a moment Spike got the jist of where she was going, he turned the corner and took an alternate route so she wouldn't notice him.
When he finally got to his destination, he took a look around, he was near his old crypt, but other questions haunted him. Where was Dawn? Why was she going to the cememtary at night? When did she get that fast? All of a sudden he heard a noise coming from behind him. He turned around and croutched in the shadows. His eyes widened to see his little Nibblet walking through a graveyard at night with no protection at all. His horror increased when she began to shout, "Come on, Dennis, I know you're here!" When that didn't seem to work Dawn brought out the big guns. "Look at my pretty, bare throat! No turtlenecks tonight! Doesn't it just look delicious! Blood just pumping away!"
Before Spike could blink a scuffy looking vampire appeared behind her. "Hi, Dawnie." he said with a evil grin. She turned around and her eyes lit up. "Finally, I thought I have to tear open a vein to get your attention." Spike knew she was in way over her head and was about to come to her rescue but before he could the vampire lunged at her. Dawn bent down and let him roll over her on to the ground, she straddled him "Denny, when are you gonna learn, I'm not interested in becoming your vamp-snack." Then she pulled at stake out of her coat pocket and plummeted it into his chest. As he exploded in a cloud of dust, she heard a ringing sound coming from the cell phone in her jacket, she answered it. "Hello, oh, hi, yeah I just dusted him. Thanks for the tip. No, problem all in life of a Slayer I guess. See ya in a few. Bye" Spike couldn't beleive his Dawn was the new Slayer. No wonder why she smelt more powerful he needed to make sure she still felt the same as she did all those years ago. He quickly devised and a plan and began to follow her again.
Dawn was halfway to her apartment when she got the feeling someone was following her again, she stopped in the middle of the street. She was almost too scared to turn around, which seemed ridiculous, she had nearly 5 years of being the Hellmouth's Slayer under her belt. She was certain had no fear left in her. And according to the Angel, who knew some international demoss, she was world renouned and feared by all evil beings and has been called the most cold and ruthless Slayer since the Dark Ages.
In a second she knew someone was definately right behind her. A hand appeared on her stomach and she felt a hot breath on the back of her neck. She could tell it was a male because when he pulled her closer to her she felt something hard on her ass. He pulled the rest of her hair away and licked the scar on side of her neck. This sent a shiver down her spine, her heart began to race as her breath became ragged. Who could make such a emotionally shut-off person like her feel this way? Her silent question was answered the first time he spoke. "'Ello, Nibblet, miss me?"
She gasped as memories of her lonely and darkened past washed over her like waves. As she turned around to see the bleach-blond vampire she had once pined for, she gazed up in his ice-blue eyes, almost inaudibly whispered "Spike.", and fainted to the ground.
As the played the intro Spike noticed it was a bit melodic but when the guitar kicked he knew Dawn was going to sing an angry song. She sat cross-legged on the stage by a microphone and looked up at the sound of her back up singers.
(When this began)
I had nothing to say And I get lost in the nothingness inside of me
She runs her hands up her arms in a frightened manner
(I was confused) And I let it all out to find That I'm not the only person with these things in mind
She looks off stage a bit
(Inside of me) But all the vacancy the words revealed Is the only real thing that I've got left to feel
Becomes angered
(Nothing to lose) Just stuck/ hollow and alone And the fault is my own, and the fault is my own
Grabs the mike and steps a little to the back of the stage
Chorus I wanna heal, I wanna feel what I thought was never real I wanna let go of the pain I've held so long (Erase all the pain till it's gone)
I wanna heal, I wanna feel like I'm close to something real I wanna find something I've wanted all along Somewhere I belong
Puts the mike back and sits down again in the same fashion as before
And I've got nothing to say I can't believe I didn't fall right down on my face
Give a weak smile
(I was confused) Looking everywhere only to find That it's not the way I had imagined it all in my mind (So what am I) What do I have but negativity 'Cause I can't justify the way, everyone is looking at me
Looks around paranoid
(Nothing to lose) Nothing to gain/ hollow and alone And the fault is my own, and the fault is my own
She grabs her neck and jumps off the chair and grabs the mike away
I wanna heal, I wanna feel what I thought was never real I wanna let go of the pain I've held so long (Erase all the pain till it's gone)
I wanna heal, I wanna feel like I'm close to something real I wanna find something I've wanted all along Somewhere I belong
Looks up and the second floor of the Bronze as she walks off the stage
I will never know myself until I do this on my own And I will never feel anything else, until my wounds are healed I will never be anything till I break away from me Slides down a nearby pole
I will break away, I'll find myself today
Gets up and back on the stage
I wanna heal, I wanna feel what I thought was never real I wanna let go of the pain I've held so long (Erase all the pain till it's gone)
I wanna heal, I wanna feel like I'm close to something real I wanna find something I've wanted all along Somewhere I belong
Outstretchs her body looking up
I wanna heal, I wanna feel like I'm somewhere I belong I wanna heal, I wanna feel like I'm somewhere I belong Falls into a croutching position
Somewhere I belong
Lights on the stage dim, appaulding from the audience, then the lights reappeared on a grinning Dawn and announcer
Spike could feel a twinge of guilt in his heart. He knew the song was about him.
"That was Hell's Angels. Everybody let's give them another hand." the announcer said as in presented the band in a Vanna White-like motion. The whole club seemed to shake with applause, whistles, shouts of praise. "However I'm sorry to say that they will leaving us and not coming back for awhile."
"God." scoffed Spike as he thought This guy is as boring as Giles. It hadn't registered what the boring announcer had said until he handed the mike to Dawn.
"And here to explain is the band's lead vocalist Dawn Summers."
"Yep, sorry guys Jim's right. This will be our last performance. We got a record deal and are going to L.A. next week." Dawn looked up at the second floor for moment then back down to the crowd. Spike noticed that it was the second time she had done this. She followed her eyes to see none other than Angel standing there looking down at her, smiling. The only thing that could've shocked and upset him more was if fuckin' Godzilla had walked through the door and ate her alive. Then his eyes narrowed on her. Her words seemed to trail off as his anger rose, his hand cletched around his empty beer mug, it broke, he could feel the shards of glass penitrating his skin but he didn't care. He would rather his whole hand be chopped off then to see his little Nibblet in the arms of his greatest rival. He knew that if he had any chance of winning her back it would have to be done tonight.
It was after 2 in the morning when Dawn decided to leave the Bronze. She said good night to her bandmates and proceeded to walk up the stairs to see Angel. Spike was watching them closely. He watched as he put his arms around her and how his lips slightly caressed her cheek as he made his way to whisper something into her ear. Now, his vampy hearing skills were a bit dulled by the lake of liquor he had drunken since he had saw Dawn looking at the only vampire that ever eclipised him, but he managed to comprehend the words "can't wait...me...you...sweaty...in the hotel" escape from Angel's lips. Dawn smiled and a small giggle then leaned in for another hug. Spike felt enraged but noticed Dawn leave Angel behind, so began to follow her out the door.
As Dawn got her black leather coat and gave Jim the announcer a small hug she felt like someone was watching her. As she made her made her way into the alley the feeling got stronger and she was almost given a heart attack when the pager in her back pocket began to vibrate. Spike, too, got scared when Dawn suddenly jumped up a bit and almost blew his cover. When Dawn looked at her pager she rolled her eyes gave a small groan and said "Damn!" in a half-whisper. In an instant Dawn took off running, Spike almost didn't have enough time to get on his bike and take off after her. In a moment Spike got the jist of where she was going, he turned the corner and took an alternate route so she wouldn't notice him.
When he finally got to his destination, he took a look around, he was near his old crypt, but other questions haunted him. Where was Dawn? Why was she going to the cememtary at night? When did she get that fast? All of a sudden he heard a noise coming from behind him. He turned around and croutched in the shadows. His eyes widened to see his little Nibblet walking through a graveyard at night with no protection at all. His horror increased when she began to shout, "Come on, Dennis, I know you're here!" When that didn't seem to work Dawn brought out the big guns. "Look at my pretty, bare throat! No turtlenecks tonight! Doesn't it just look delicious! Blood just pumping away!"
Before Spike could blink a scuffy looking vampire appeared behind her. "Hi, Dawnie." he said with a evil grin. She turned around and her eyes lit up. "Finally, I thought I have to tear open a vein to get your attention." Spike knew she was in way over her head and was about to come to her rescue but before he could the vampire lunged at her. Dawn bent down and let him roll over her on to the ground, she straddled him "Denny, when are you gonna learn, I'm not interested in becoming your vamp-snack." Then she pulled at stake out of her coat pocket and plummeted it into his chest. As he exploded in a cloud of dust, she heard a ringing sound coming from the cell phone in her jacket, she answered it. "Hello, oh, hi, yeah I just dusted him. Thanks for the tip. No, problem all in life of a Slayer I guess. See ya in a few. Bye" Spike couldn't beleive his Dawn was the new Slayer. No wonder why she smelt more powerful he needed to make sure she still felt the same as she did all those years ago. He quickly devised and a plan and began to follow her again.
Dawn was halfway to her apartment when she got the feeling someone was following her again, she stopped in the middle of the street. She was almost too scared to turn around, which seemed ridiculous, she had nearly 5 years of being the Hellmouth's Slayer under her belt. She was certain had no fear left in her. And according to the Angel, who knew some international demoss, she was world renouned and feared by all evil beings and has been called the most cold and ruthless Slayer since the Dark Ages.
In a second she knew someone was definately right behind her. A hand appeared on her stomach and she felt a hot breath on the back of her neck. She could tell it was a male because when he pulled her closer to her she felt something hard on her ass. He pulled the rest of her hair away and licked the scar on side of her neck. This sent a shiver down her spine, her heart began to race as her breath became ragged. Who could make such a emotionally shut-off person like her feel this way? Her silent question was answered the first time he spoke. "'Ello, Nibblet, miss me?"
She gasped as memories of her lonely and darkened past washed over her like waves. As she turned around to see the bleach-blond vampire she had once pined for, she gazed up in his ice-blue eyes, almost inaudibly whispered "Spike.", and fainted to the ground.