I own Carma, unfortunately that's all.
In Sunnydale
"What the bloody hell did you wanna call the poofter for?"
Spike was angry, pacing around his basement throwing his hands around, gesturing wildly as he told them the various reasons why bringing Angel here at this time was a very bad idea.
"Because we need his help…"
Willow was cut off as Spike began another rant on how they had 'a whole bloody army of wannabe slayers'. He was getting into the swing of it when Buffy spoke up for the first time.
"He's coming Spike, and he's bringing his team with him. Deal with it."
With that she turned and left, followed by Willow and Xander, leaving him alone in the dark, with only his memories and a feeling of dread for company.
Half an hour he was interrupted from his reminiscing by the sound of twenty plus teenage girls giggling hysterically, his vampire enhanced hearing could hear various mumbles:
"Oh my God, he is so cute."
"That one has to be the vampire."
"My Watcher told me he was involved with Buffy."
"I thought she was involved with Spike."
Growing tired he stormed up the stairs and threw the door open, effectively silencing the crowd before him.
The whole crowd was standing in front of the door, Buffy, Willow, Giles, Xander, Anya and Dawn on one side, all the potentials, along with Andrew on the other side of the door, Angel and his crew in the open doorway, and the blond vampire found himself face to face with Angel. The big jerk was dumbstruck; apparently he hadn't been expecting to see Spike quite so at home in the Summers residence.
"Hello all, I'll see ya later, got some business to take care of."
With a nod to Angel he strode past and out the door, leaving everyone confused.
"What just happened?"
Cordelia was the first to break the silence after Spike's dramatic entrance.
"I don't know. He went nuts when he found out Angel was coming here."
Dawn spoke up when no one else did, she was worried. She and Spike had gotten really close in the summer that Buffy had been gone, and she knew he hated Angel, but his reaction today when he had first been told that Angel was coming had been beyond that.
"I'm going to talk with him."
Ignoring Buffy's half completed sentences telling him not to bother Angel left the house and followed Spike's scent, leaving a group of confused people standing in the hall.
"Well, that didn't go like I expected."
Willow's comment was soft, now wanting to draw much attention to herself in the heavy silence. Cordelia however had no such inhibitions.
"I know, when we told him it was the First that you needed help with he got really mad, in an Angel way, obviously."
By that she meant that he was holding it all in, waiting to take it out on some poor unsuspecting demon, possibly Spike.
"Do you think they've met the First before? What?"
Dawn stared back at the looks directed at her, it was possible, and if they had been together and it had been a bad meeting it would explain their reactions to having to work with each other against it again.
Apparently the others were thinking the same thing, or something like it.
"They'll just have to sort it out between themselves, we have work to do."
With that Buffy herded the listening potentials outside for training, ignoring their numerous questions. The Scoobies and the A.I gang were left in the hall, those who had been around Buffy recently just sighed, the others, those who had known her previously, wondered when she had become so cold.
With Spike and Angel
Storming through Restfield Cemetery Spike muttered to himself, gesticulating wildly, he stopped in mid-rant however when what had to be the First shimmered into existence before him, wearing his body yet again.
"Spike, Spike, Spike."
"Wanker."
"It's been a long time Spike, since the three of us were together."
With a nod of his head Spike's doppelganger indicated something behind him. Turning, the vampire saw Angel stopped by a mausoleum, but when Spike noticed him he walked forwards.
"Wait, no I'm wrong aren't I, there were four of us."
With a malicious smirk the copy of Spike wavered and became a young girl, she seemed to be nineteen-years-old, long ebony hair fell to her hips, she had pale skin and silver eyes, her mouth was twisted into a smirk that was purely the First however, no matter what the three of theam had done Carma had never looked like that.
"Don't you remember me?"
He managed to put a heartfelt note into those words that reminded both men of the girl they had loved but left.
"Why did you leave me, wasn't I good enough?"
It was killing them, because they knew that if they ever met Carma again she would ask them that, although neither of them showed how much it hurt, but the thing before them knew. He would have continued play, but he had things to do.
"You know, you won't be able to stop me, you could only just hold me away when I found you again in Romania, and that was when there were three of you and the Triumvirate was at it's peak, but now, the Vampire Triumvirate is working for me.
You know, you're really much more fun to be around when none of you had souls."
With that he disappeared from their sight, leaving the two vampires extremely confused.
"What...?"
"What is wrong with you Spike, is it that hard for you to be civil. We have to work together to help defeat that ting, and how are we supposed to do that if you won't grow up."
Angel continued on in that manner for several more minutes before he noticed Spike wasn't listening, it wasn't just that, but he wasn't making any mocking faces either. Angel and Spike had hunted together for over a century, he knew the signs of his face better than he knew his own, something was wrong, something the First had said judging by the silence throughout his speech.
"What is it?"
"He brought us forwards."
"What!?"
"Can't you feel it, memories dimming, we're losing memories of the trip to Romania, he brought the Triumvirate forwards in time. He said it himself; the Vampire Triumvirate is working for him. I know there isn't another one and as the two of us are here it's the only explanation."
His voice had grown more impassioned and worried as he spoke, and although Angel didn't want to, when he recalled the First's parting sentences he realised that Spike was right.
"Oh shit."
It was probably the first thing they had agreed on for several decades.
"Willow!"
The door slammed open and a whirlwind disguised as two vampires stalked through, they went into the living room, grabbed Willow and then retreated to the basement. The loud bang of the closing door discouraged pursuit.
There had been no chance for anyone to speak, and the room that had been filled with potentials, Scoobies, the LA team, and Andrew was silent except for Andrew mumbling something about heroic vampires under his breath before Anya absentmindedly slapped him on the head. With a shake of her head Buffy went back to her lecture.
"Willow, we need your help. We need you to do a spell that will bring three vampires to us."
"Why?"
It was only one word but it embodied her confusion. She knew they hadn't gone evil again, and they weren't trying to kill each other, which was a good sign, but she had a feeling that there was a lot more behind this.
"The wanker here fucked up."
"What! Spike how is this my fault? Look never mind. Willow, it's a long story and I won't tell you all of it.
You all know about Darla and Dru, but there was another girl in our family, Carma, she was my childe, but Will, Carma and I were always closer that we was with Dru or Darla. In the 1800s Darla and Dru had gone off to Paris and were going to be gone for about nine months, while we were staying in a small town out in the country.
One night we were in the manor we were staying at and a sorceress shimmered into the library with us. She said some things that night that they piqued our curiosity.
Centuries ago there was a war and three Master vampires bonded together to form a Triumvirate. It didn't work as well as it could have, they were not connected by blood, but the three of us were. We were already more closely connected than many other Sires and their Childer, even Darla and myself. The witch had the power to connect us in a Triumvirate and she did, she said that there was a destiny we needed to fulfil that we cold only do if we were as powerful as the Triumvirate.
So we became the Vampire Triumvirate, we were feared even by Darla and Drusilla, although they didn't know who we were.
We met the First a few decades later in London. He was working through various people to find something, we never found out what, but he found out about the Triumvirate and he wanted us to work with him.
We wouldn't, there is absolutely no point in trying to kill every human, what would we eat, so we ran, straight to Romania where I was cursed.
The First has brought the newly formed Triumvirate through time to the Present, and somehow he has the past versions of us working for him.
You have to cast a spell to bring them to us Willow, or a bad situation will get much worse. And if they come here they could help our side of the fight."
Throughout Angel's story Willow's jaw had dropped further and further, she had read of the Vampire Triumvirate when she had been doing research, but she never considered that Angel or Spike could be a member.
But she remembered the stories about Angelus and William the Bloody, those two working for the third, with a third who she hadn't heard of could only be bad, but how hadn't she heard of this girl.
"What makes you think they'll want to come, they don't have souls right, so why would they help us."
"Leave that to us Red, you just worry about getting them here."
Spike was standing over in the corner smoking a cigarette; it was the first sound he had made since Angel began his story.
With a silent nod agreeing to the plan Willow hurried upstairs to get the supplies she would need, when she appeared again at the top of the stairs Xander nearly followed her down until she shut the door on his nose, leaving her to walk downstairs with a slightly guilty smirk.
She set eight church candles out in a circle, standing just outside the circle she took a bit of blood from both Spike and Angel to increase the potency of the spell, it was very possible that the First had set protections around the vampires and they would need all the added strength they could get.
"Out of space and out of time
I call the three who do not belong
Angelus, William and Carma
Be they near or be they far
I call them here
May they come as they are."
The flames from the candles shot up to form a cage around the circle, lighting every corner of the dark basement, wind blew through her red hair and the two watching vampires were thrown into the wall. Grey smoke swirled at the top of the cage. Then three figures fell out, and lo and behold, Angelus, William the Bloody and Carma were lying unconscious in a cage of flame.
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