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Chapter eight
Tric
Spike stared at James and Dawn. He had to make sure that the boy didn't hurt his niblit in anyway. After all he had promised Buffy that nothing would happen to her. She was the reason that he didn't take a walk into the sunlight. He would do anything so Dawn wouldn't have to have a moment of pain.
"A little over protective are we?" Brooke asked.
Spike looked over at Brooke.
"Promise her sister that I'd keep an eye on her," Spike explained.
"I'm sorry," Brooke told him.
"It's all right. I'm more worried about Dawn. She took it really hard," Spike explained before taking a sip of his beer.
"Yeah. She had been having nightmares. I heard her waking up and screaming for her sister," Brooke said sadly.
"At least they past."
Brooke nodded. Spike took another piece of his onion flower.
"These are so good. Better then the ones they make at the Bronze," Spike changed the subject.
"I didn't know they made those here."
"Want a piece love?" Spike asked.
"Thanks," Brooke said before taking a piece.
"So what are you British?" Brooke asked.
"Yes," Spike answered.
"You don't look British," Brooke stated.
"Why's that luv?"
"Well from all that Dawn talks about Giles and from the pictures I've seen British people drink tea and wear tweed," explained Brooke.
"Not all Brit's wear tweed. Just the ones who have horrible fashion sense," Spike said taking a glance over at Dawn.
Something behind Tric caught Spike's ears. It was fighting. Only he could here it over the pounding music because enhanced hearing. He pushed his senses in that direction. Tree Hill had vampires too. Spike didn't even waste a good bye as he took off towards the exit, where two vampires stopped him.
"Sorry you have to use the main exit," one of them told Spike, oblivious to the fact of what he was.
"Do you know who the bloody hell you talking too?" Spike asked them.
"A rather nasty customer who isn't going out that door," answered the second one.
"Your talking to Spike."
The two vampires looked at him with confusion.
"Guess my new name hasn't caught on. William the Bloody. The bloody scourge of Europe. Traveled for centuries with Angelus, Darla and Drusilla."
"My apologies," The first one said as they moved out of the way.
Guess they haven't heard I'm working for the other side, Spike thought.
Spike stepped through the door and found a vampire playing with the girl he cornered.
"Excuse me," Spike said tapping on the blokes shoulder.
The vampire turned around in full vamp mode.
"I don't think you know who your dealing with," the vampire said.
"I do bloody well know who I'm dealing with. I'm dealing with a bloody idiot."
"No you're dealing with Rolex. I strike fear in the humans and even vampires. I…"
"You bloody well don't. If you were such a fearful vampire I would know who you are. You see I'm as bad as they come. I am the worst vampire you will ever meet. You may know me as Spike. But you also may know me as William the Bloody. The bloody scourge of Europe. I'm the one vampires have nightmares about. Other then the slayer. How many slayers have you killed?"
"The recent one. Buffy. That was me," Rolex said.
"You haven't killed a single bloody slayer. You didn't kill Buffy. She jumped into a mystical thing to save the world. I on the other hand have killed two slayers and countless other people. You think your bad. You haven't seen nothing yet," Spike said.
With one swift motion he struck a stake in Rolex's heart. He disappeared in a puffy of smoke. He turned to the girl.
"But I don't like to brag."
Dawn came out and ran over to the girl followed by Brooke.
"Haley are you ok?" Dawn asked.
Haley nodded.
"He's a…"
Dawn turned to Spike.
"You didn't do your I'm a big bad speech again?"
"He had no idea who I was. So I had to remind him."
Dawn rolled her eyes.
"You're a vampire?" Brooke asked.
"Dawn you told her we exist?"
"I swear I didn't."
Brooke spun around to Dawn.
"Wait you know they exist?"
"Yes. My sister was a slayer."
"Oh my god," Haley stated, "You mean that nightmare wasn't just a dream."
Dawn turned to Haley. Pain shone in her eyes.
"No. It was real."
