Heres chapter 11 its kindof of short but all also important to the story so enjoy:
Chapter 11: Introductions
Spike continued to stalk his way through the dark streets of Heatherfield. He was zeroing in on his prey so close now he could almost reach out and touch her. He rounded a corner stopping for a moment giving his keen night vision a chance to confirm if what he was seeing was what he thought he was seeing. Several yards away from him was a girl in her early twenties fighting with a man a vampire to be more 'accurate. He took a step back allowing himself to blend almost seamlessly into the shadows has he watched the lethal ballet of moves run its course.
Buffy punched her opponent hard in the forehead. Once. Twice. Three times. She followed through by kicking the vampire heavily in the chest knocking him onto his back. Before he had a chance to right himself the slayer thrust her stake into the monsters heart and watched has the creature exploded in a cloud of dust and out of existence.
"Well nice to see you've still got the moves love," Came a voice from behind her. Buffy spun on her heel to find the owner of the familiar voice. She ran up to her ex vampire lover and embraced him kissing him intensely allowing her flavour to intoxicate him. After a moment of this exchange she pulled away.
"Bloody hell," Was all Spike, could say.
"I take it that means you're happy to see me?" Buffy asked.
"Well I should be me and Angel-," Buffy cut him off there. "Wait Angel's here to?"
Spike sighed heavily. "I should have known has soon ol dark and broody is back you forget all about big bad. And here was me thinking you might actually be happy to see me,"
"Spike stop acting jealous," Buffy frowned smiling at him.
"I'm not being jealous," Spike answered childishly.
"Spike! Will you stop acting like a child and tell me were, he is?" Buffy said starting to get annoyed by his attitude.
"I don't know." He answered. Buffy frowned at him again. "That's the truth!" He said going on the defensive. "We had a… disagreement-,"
"You got into fight didn't you?" Buffy finished for him.
"No!" Spike said in an almost offended tone. "We decided to split up is 'all. The twit must have gotten himself lost. He sighed.
Metamoor.
Angel's 'eyes slowly opened has the world came back into focus. Not a world he recognised unfortunately. His arms and legs were restrained by a set of large shackles mounted on a wall. He was in a cell in a dungeon of some kind. How do I get into these messes? He asked himself.
A tall man with long blond hair stood in front of cell accompanied by two brutish looking demons that angel couldn't identify.
"Welcome Angelus," The blond haired man announced. "So kind of you to accept my masters most courteous invitation,"
"Well I guess I'm just the obliging kind aren't I… snake-boy?" Cedric gave him a puzzled and annoyed look.
"How could you-?" Cedric asked confused cutting himself off.
"Vampire. Your scent perfectly matches that snake demon I fought earlier," Cedric scoffed at the tone offended at being called a demon.
"Do not compare to such a derogatory creature," He spat in annoyance. "Take him!" Cedric commanded his two Lurdens underlings. Angel was released from his shackles and dragged along the floor to Prince Phobos throne room he was told. "For some reason he was unable to put up much resistance. Whether it was the Lurdens grip or something else that was affecting his strength he couldn't be sure.
Soon they had arrived at Phobos throne room. Were he was hurled to floor in front of the foul tyrant.
"My lord the famous vampyr Angelus!" Cedric announced.
"You "gotta be kidding me!" Angel muttered has he listened to the cornball dialect.
"Welcome Angelus," Phobos greeted his unwilling guest. "The famous vampyr cursed by gypsies with a soul," Phobos regaled.
"Yeah I just go by angel these days," He pointed out.
"Yes but you will soon be Angelus once again. A moment of perfect pleasure will release your soul and return you to your former self correct?" Phobos inquired.
Angel remained quiet unwilling to confirm his suspicions.
"But there are other ways to extract souls has well," Phobos explained his hands beginning to spark with dark magic. "But don't worry you will not loose your precious soul. I will hold it for safe keeping," Phobos grinned has his dark energy began forcing its way into Angels chest trying to tear out that precious piece of him. Has he howled in pain all he could think of, was Buffy. Eventually he lost consciousness but not before a bright glow light his eyes like a pair of light bulbs. A glowing fog like essence materialised inside a glass container.
Cedric stood over the unconscious demon and scooped him under his arm "awaiting for his master's orders.
"Put him in the cell with the rebel scum," Phobos said. "Our guest will no doubt be hungry when he awakes,"
Chapter 12 will be on its way early next week.
