Author's note: This chappie is dedicated to Nessie! yay! in fact i'm so excited and sugar happy now i may just post the next chappie after this...
then again maybe not!
hahaha-you will however get it soon!
Chapter XXII - Flashback: Cortenay's Reason and Spike's Reason
London, England: 1946
Charles Cortenay walked along the ruined city streets. The war had demolished most of England. London was the worst.
Charles knew that he was not supposed to be out. He knew all about those who fed in the night on unsuspecting travelers. Charles had learned about them since he was little but he had a very important errand to run for the council.
He clutched his stake tighter to his chest.
"Ahhh! One who walks alone in dark alleys." a voice crooned from one side of the alley. "And why would a great knight like you be out at this hour?"
A woman appeared, her skin eerily white in stark contrast to her long, dark hair.
It was obvious what she was.
"I know!" she said. "Someone rejected you. Some lover, perhaps?"
She grinned maniacally.
"The stars have been whispering to me." she told him, as one would tell another a coveted secret
The woman stayed out of reach of his stake. Charles inwardly cursed. Maybe if he played the clueless card he would get the opportunity,
"A-about wh-what?" he stammered. "Come close... er... I can't here you."
"Naughty boy." the vampire said suddenly her hand jerked out and grabbed his arm. The one clutching the stake. She twisted it violently to the left. Charles heard his bone crack and he dropped the stake instinctively.
"We can't have anything sharp with what we're doing can we?" she sing-songed. Charles was getting the distinct impression that she was insane. "No no, of course we cannot, naughty, naughty, Miss Edith won't let you have tea now that you have been naughty."
He summoned what little strength and training he possessed, deciding to fight the vampire.
It was a vain effort from the start. The vampire was a lot more experienced not to mention a lot stronger.
She soon had him up against the wall of the alley. Holding him up by his neck. Charles kicked and screamed in vain. The vampiress smiled at him in insane glee.
"You will soon thank me." she said. "My name is Drusilla. You will soon play with my dollies with me."
"Dru?" a male voice called. A man walked up behind the vampiress.
"My William" Drusilla chanted gleefully. She turned back to the watcher. "He wants to play with my dollies with me, he promised so that Miss Edith won't cry. She'll sing like the birdies and laugh like the sinners."
William looked in Charles' direction in a skeptical way. If he could've gasped he would have. He knew this vampire named that Drusilla had called William.
"Will-" he croaked but the vampire didn't hear him. He tried again. "Please! Please! Let go of me!"
William turned back to this man. Interest shown in his eyes.
"And why should she?" he asked.
Charles knew he was being mocked.
"Please! I have a wife and children!" he cried desperately. "I can't-i can't-"
William's eyes suddenly lit up in recognition, he had though the man in front of look familiar.
"Dru," he addressed the vampiress. He nodded. "You heard him."
Dru pouted but William didn't budge.
She shook her head stubbornly.
"I'm hungry!" she whined. "My tummy's all growly."
"Drusilla."
She sighed and let go of Charles and fled. She appeared to be storming off in a huff. William however didn't move. He kept looking down at him.
"You owe me, Cortenay." he informed him.
Charles scrambled to his feet. The vampire didn't move.
"Whom do i owe?" Charles asked hoping to get a name. William smirked and turned his heel, but before he walked off he called back to Charles. The man noticed that he hadn't given the predator his name.
"William the bloody."
Charles nodded.
When William thought he was far enough he looked up to the heavens. Up to a man long dead.
A man he had owed a great favor to.
"I'm finished, Edward." he muttered. "My debt has been repaid."