Yes, three years it had been since Spike was first captured, tortured and reduced to nothing but a beggar-man. It was Sunday now, last time he had checked with a seer demon and he had not eaten since Friday. But he was used to hunger trying to take control over his mind. There was no point though, there wasn't much left to take over.
Since it was Sunday, that meant he had a day off. Lucky him. He decided to try and get some food. Walking down to the woods, he looked around with his only one eye now and saw a stream. Attempting to smile, he walked over to it. Well, limped over to it. Bending down, he snarled suddenly and his face shifted into vampire form. He looked back and saw another one of his "kind" as he was called, looking back at him.
He didn't know vampires could live in the water.
Touching it slightly, he gasped as the reflection distorted itself in front of him. He didn't know why his own face went like that. Leaving the other vampire alone and safely in the water, he limped back to the small town and went to the railroad tracks that he called home. It was away from everything else. He curled up, to the edge of the building, tears running down his face. He never understood why he was here.
Meanwhile, back into a human world without so much chains and whips… Unless you count Anya and Xander.
"Angel, we need to get Spike back to… Wherever he went." Said Fred, looking through her last files of the late Spike.
"Why? So he can haunt me again and possibly look at me when-… Why?" Angel demanded, looking through his papers.
"Because..." Wesley started up, and also standing
up. "I don't know if you have noticed that he has a soul-"
"So
do I!" Argued Angel back." Yes, but if the prophecies are wrong
and such, then Spike could be the champion, or you could." He
gulped when he saw Angel's glare and his eyes flash yellow.
"Well, apart from appending doom, which I can take care of and don't need his help, why else-"He was cut short by Fred.
"Because he's the second best fighter we have next to you! He has your skills and moves! If you don't find him a way to get him back, I will. I've done it before!" She said, walking out, before muttering an apology to them, hurrying back to the lab. Wesley and Angel stayed in shock.
"Remind me, never to get her angry."
Muttered Angel.
"Yes.." Answered Wesley, looking at the CEO.
"She has access to unstable chemicals."
"Fred might not be our only worry." Said Gunn, walking into the office. He was holding some papers, he handed them to Angel.
"What are
these?" He asked, opening them.
"Some files that we managed to
get about a demon slave market."
"Slave market?" Wesley
asked, looking at him. "I thought they stopped during the 12th
century."
"They did." Answered Gunn. "But, apparently,
someone has one up and running just outside L.A."
"And… You
are telling me this… Why?" Angel asked, confused as to why he was
being shown this.
"We found Spike there."
