Destiny: Path of the Immortals
Chapter 3: Denial
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He sprinted towards her. He now moved quicker than ever, flawlessly running on the grass, appearing to be gliding over it. A clenched fist came barreling towards her face, which she hastily ducked, and returned a vicious kick to the stomach, sending him sliding backwards across the dewy grass. He glared at her, silver eyes tearing through the darkness of the night. He sneered, ghostly reminding of the Spike she had first met two years ago when he had tried to kill her. Apparently that Spike was back.
He charged at her again, and she swung at him, though a bit too early. The blow he easily ducked, and rammed his knee into her gut, bending her over in pain. He quickly axe handle smashed her in the small of her back sending her crashing face first into the grass. While she was laid out he kicked her in the ribs, sending her spinning into the air and crashing into a tree.
"You had enough Slayer?" He asked her, taunting her. She scowled, grimacing at the pain he had caused her. They needed to change that saying around. 'What doesn't kill you makes you stronger.' Because in Spike's case, 'What kills you makes you a hell of a lot stronger.' And that was unfair.
"I'll never give up to you vampire. I'll kill you first." Buffy replied.
"Really… That's just bloody fantastic, cos I had it pictured the other way around Summers." He jeered, cupping his hands to the side, and building up power and rage to fuel another wave of fire.
"Oh.My.God." She said.
The wave of energy engulfed his hands and threatened to burst. His spiked hair blew backwards from the rush of power encircling him. The ground shook beneath him, cracking, hedge stones blown away, trees surrounding him ripped out of the earth and fell over on it's side, crackling in flames.
Why she did the most stupid thing possible, Buffy did not know. Instead of running away from him she, sprinted towards him instead. He saw her coming and unleashed the wave of fire he held in his hands. Luckily she leapted over and landed a vicious kick to his, one so strong, it should of broken his neck. Instead of breaking his neck, she caused his neck to cock slightly.
"Trying to kill me now are ya pet?" He asked, a massive fist colliding into her jaw, sending her flying again. Before Spike could step any further, a burst of electricity landed on his back, causing him to fall over to the dirt.
"Get away from her vampire!" The attacker was tall, with short, cropped, brown hair, and black camouflage suit on.
"Who the bloody hell are you?"
"Riley Finn. Lieutenant Commander of the Initiative, and you hostile are coming with me." He said.
"The hell if I am." Spike retorted, standing himself back on his feet.
"Riley don't. Get away from him, he's evil and dangerous." Buffy said.
"Bitch, you threw the stake first." Spike retorted.
"It's okay Buffy. We're gonna put a chip in his head so he can't hurt no one." Lt. Commander Finn said.
"Fuck you soddin' chip you ignorant wanker." Spike said, landing a harsh blow to his face, sending the soldier flying into the mausoleum
Buffy took the distraction and punched Spike in the stomach and rammed her knee into his face. She continued attacking him landing harsh blows on him, but Spike just laughed. She kneed him in the gut and went to continue with the onslaught, but Spike grabbed her by the throat and slammed her into a tree.
"I could kill you now Slayer." He said, huskily into her ear.
"You could, but I'll beat you to it." She said, bringing forth another stake and stabbing him in the chest with it. Instead of dusting he just bled. Crimson blood ran wild on his tee and jeans.
"Bitch. That fucking hurts." He said, and fell over.
Hours Later
Buffy's Basement
He awoke…
Chained to a wall...
His stomach growled, anticipating a meal. The smell of food wafted through the basement coming from the kitchen. "SLAYER. GET DOWN HERE NOW YOU DAFT BINT!" He yelled as loud as he could, and Buffy Summers sauntered down the stairs to where Spike was at. She punched him hard across the face.
"You don't make the demands here. I do." The Slayer said coolly.
"Get me out of the chains now, if you value your boyfriend Captain Cardboard. If you don't, best believe you daft cow, that vengeance will be mine, and I will bring pain and …"
"Shut up Spike. What are you doing here back on Earth?" She asked. He did not reply. Instead he grimaced, and then bared his teeth at her.
"Why are you alive Spike?" Buffy repeated, landing a vicious punch to his gut. He didn't flinch, but merely smile at her.
"Not happy to see me pet. And here I thought you loved me, 's what you said before I dusted." He snickered some, only to receive another blow to the face.
"Why are you here Spike?" She repeated once more, emphasizing it with a sharp jab of the stake into his sternum.
"The Wankers That Be brought me back to life, saying that I was supposed to be their new Champion, and I'm supposed to help the current Slayer avert the apocalypse."
"You're a Champion. Right…. You're just a soulless, evil thing who wouldn't know what a Champion was. You're a vampire Spike." She spat at him.
"I'm more than a vampire, quite frankly, I'm not a vampire at all, luv. You see I came back to this barren wasteland you call Earth under certain conditions, one being that I wouldn't return to this hell as a vampire, that's I'd be alive, yet powerful, so they molded me into what you saw earlier, something new altogether." He said softly.
"You didn't seem that powerful when we fought?" Buffy said smugly.
"That's because I don't want you dead." He replied.
"That's arrogant as hell." She said vehemently.
"It's only the truth pet. I don't want you dead."
"And why is that?" Buffy asked, walking up to him, inches from his face.
"Cause even though you never loved me, I'll always love you." Spike said , bowing his head, and tears glistened in Buffy's eyes.
"I,…" Buffy began, but was cut short by her boyfriend Riley Finn. "Buffy, come upstairs real quick." She wanted to reach out and cup Spike's cheek, yet she found she couldn't, she was paralyzed by fear, and instead headed upstairs to Riley.
The couple argued for a couple of minutes discussing whether or not to kill Spike.
"He's a vampire. He's evil, guilty as charged."
"I can't kill him. He's here to help, and I used to date him."
"Great, I don't care if the Pope sucked him off he's got to die."
"No. I'm calling Giles." Buffy said.
"If you can't kill him, I'll kill him myself." Riley replied, storming down the stairs into the basement, and walking up to Spike with a stake.
"Come to kill me kid. You're about as useless as Barney would be if he was unlucky enough to find himself in Jurassic Park. You're fucking with the big boys now."
"We'll see about that, Spike." He spat. He sprinted, charging at Spike with a stake. Spike powered up his energy and broke loose from his chains, laughing as his fangs slid out from his gums. Riley swung the stake, only to have Spike punch him hard across the face, sending him flying across the room and into Buffy's washing machine. Spike walked over to him and bit his throat hard, fangs sliding into him easily and draining blood. He felt a little guilty and receeded his fangs, leaving Riley alive.
"Don't fuck with me you bloody wanker." He kicked Riley in the jaw, sending him into near unconsciousness. The last thing Riley heard was Spike.
"She always needed a monster in her man."
Spike headed back upstairs and out of the Summer's residence. He lit up a cigarette and smoked a little. He decided to head out before Buffy found her boy Captain Cardboard all fucked up. He caught a familiar scent in the neighborhood. He didn't know where he recognized it from, just that he knew whose it's was. It smelled like his sire, Drusilla, yet it couln't be her, she was dead. Spike single handedly destroyed the Order of Aurelius. Intrigued, he followed the insistent scent, where he found his vampires.
"William. The stars said I should bring you an offering to make peace. Miss Edith misses you so, won't you come to play tea with us." In her arms she held a dead child, no more than eleven, eyes glassy like marbles, neck marked up viciously, and blood staining his body.
Spike felt guilty he wasn't here earlier for the boy, if only he hadn't met up with the Slayer.
"Dru, you must not kill again. It makes Spike and the Slayer angry. And you'll go dusty." Spike said to the insane vampiress.
"No, you make me angry. You taste like ashes, you radiate of light, making my eyes scream in indignance, for you were my childe, my lover, and now you have been reduced to the Slayer's lapdog. But she is in the dark, and she will drag you into it as well."
"What do you mean pet?"
"You and Angel broke her, and now she is lost, and can't repair herself. And when she is so lost, I will make her my childe." Drusilla laughed evilly.
"Not if you're dust." He threatened her. Fangs bursting through his gums again.
"I'm not afraid of you William. Daddy has been transformed into what you are, he's just scarier…."
Spike turned on his heel and ran back to Buffy's house. "Buffy, you in here? I need help." He was in full battle bulk mode and made his way to the basement where the Slayer was taking care of Riley.
"Why Spike?"
"Wanker tried to kill me, but I left him alive."
"I think you should leave Spike, go back to the Powers That Be. First day back and you already murder someone."
"Who did I murder?"
"Riley, he's dead."
Spike walked over to soldier boy and looked at the cuts. Riley's eyes were glazed over and he reeked of a familiar scent. He looked over at Buffy with a grim look. "That wasn't me. That's Darla."
End of chapter
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