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Spike walked in. Hearts where beating and it was like music to his ears. He strode to the other side, to where a girl sat alone at the bar. He slid into the seat next to her.

"You look like you've been having a bad day." The girl glared at him for a moment, before she relaxed and nodded.

"A very bad day." She told him. She took a sip of her drink.

"Tell me about it." He moved closer, making it look like he was interested. She looked at him suspicious, then began.

"This morning my alarm didn't go off, so I was late for the professor's class and got yelled at. At lunch I ran out of money so I couldn't eat, and my boyfriend dumped me for some slut." She took another swig. Spike smiled and nodded. The act was going well. He plan was to make her think that he liked and cared for her. Then he was to get her outside to the cemetery. Then feed. It usually worked out. But sometimes it didn't.

"Would you like another beer?" he asked her.

She shook her head.

"No. I've got to get home." She stood. Spike jumped up and helped put her coat on. She smiled, thanking him.

"I'll walk you home. It's dangerous for a girl to walk alone at this time of night." Spike said. She giggled.

"Okay." She said.

They left the club. There was an awkward silence before Spike finally asked where she lived.

"I live on 4Th street. A few blocks away from the high school." The girl pointed in the right direction. "I never did catch your name."

"Spike."

"I like that name. I'm Ashley. Ashley Summers." She smiled. Moving a bit closer.

"That's a pretty name." Spike slowly wrapped his arm around her. "Let's go through the cemetery. I know a shortcut to your street." He grabbed her hand.

He felt her jump a little from his ice cold hand. No surprise to him. When you became a vampire, your body went through a few changes. You became twice as strong, got the perfect body. You pretty much became perfect. In return you were damned to Hell, and your body became ice cold to preserved itself.

"Are you sure?" Ashley asked him. He stopped, turning to her.

"I promise. It is a lot faster." He kissed her forehead. She smiled. He led her till they got to the center of the cemetery. He immediately stopped. Time for the second act.

"What? What's wrong?" Ashley began to get nervous.

"I hear something.....it's like.....like a growling." Spike said. Ashley started to turn in circles frantically. "I think it's coming from over there." He pointed east. She turned her back to him.

He grinned. The demon on him, came out. His forehead became scrunched up, making him look mad. His eyes turned yellow and the skin pulled his mouth into a small smile so his teeth were showing.

"Mm, smells so good!" Spike thought. He growled. He heard Ashley's heart rate speed up. He smiled again. She stayed the way she was.

"Don't scream. It'll only hurt for a moment." He whispered in her ear. He locked his arms around her. Leaning down, he could hear the heartbeat getting faster and faster. Slowly, he licked the side of her neck. Feeling her shiver was the second best thing. He bit down.

"Uh," she said as the fangs pierced her neck. Blood flowed out into his mouth. It was pure and not to salty. He kept drinking until she was dead.. She was drained and couldn't be brought back. He dropped the body, feeling refreshed.

"Sorry pet, but think of it this way. Your problems are all over." He sighed and turned. Four guys in camouflage stood in front of him with guns pointed at him. He laughed.

"Sorry kiddies, but show is over and I'm kinda full right now. Maybe next time we meet. Okay?" Spike said waving his hand. One guy stepped forward. Spike raised an eyebrow. The guy pulled the trigger and a stake came out.

It hit Spike on the heart. He waited to turn to dust. Remembering that he had the Amarra on, he snickered. As he did he pulled the stake out and the hole it left healed quickly. The four guys stepped back. They were confused.

"That kinda tickles." He scratched his chest. "But I can get used to it. I've got forever too." Spike started walking to them. They began backing away, pulling out night sticks.

"Put those away. You might get hurt." Spike sneered at them. His stretched smile grew.

A black stick came hurdling towards his head. Distracted by the flying stick, the army men attacked. They were able to get him down and started to beat him with the sticks.

Spike fought back. He kicked one against a head stone. The other three kept beating him. A night stick came down and connected with his head. He was dizzy for a moment, before he blacked out.

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Buffy saw the vampire go out of the club with a girl. She shook her head. Many people were seduced by a vampire's beauty and it irritated her.

"I'll just pretend not to have seen anything," she whispered to herself. "How is one going to hurt?" Buffy was lost in thought.

A hand popped up in front of her face waving and a Xander's voice came with it. "Hello? Anyone there?" Xander asked her as Willow and him sat down.

"Oh. Hey," she perked up. "You guys just get here?"

"About two minutes ago. We yelled at you for about a minute and a half. You looked kind of dazed. Something bothering you?" Willow asked her.

"Kind of. Nothing you need to worry about though."

"Is this a high school band?" Xander asked out of the blue.

"Yeah, they just started." Willow said.

"Well, they suck." The two girls nodded in agreement with him. Though the music was crappy, they bobbed their heads with the beat.