Title: All Roads Led to You 19/?
Author: Forsaken2003
Pairing: S/X
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I own none, all belong to Joss Whedon
Comments: Always welcomed!
Summary: After a demon kills his sister Spike takes him out. He isn't prepared for the outcome.
Warnings/Spoilers: Series never happened
Beta'd by: Unbeta'd
Prompt #377 from Tamingthemuse- Bleak
Note: From now on most of my Tamingthemuse stories will be named as the challenge.
Xander's thoughts were bleak. Spike had left twenty minutes ago to find the slayer. He had tried once more to convince Spike that they should just move on but Spike had kissed him and whispered in his ear 'mine' before he left. Now Xander was stuck in the house with Thomas who was looking as nervous as Xander.
"Why don't we make some popcorn and watch a movie?" Thomas suggested.
"Sure, extra butter?" Xander asked playing along as if this was in the norm. It wasn't. He hardly spent any time with Thomas. Thomas had his own life more or less. When he wasn't doing what Spike wanted him to do he'd be out at night feeding or going to bars picking up women for a quick fuck. Xander often wondered if Thomas would one night bring home a woman that he decided would be his mate. He shook his head. He didn't really care, not right now anyway. Xander checked the clock. Spike had left twenty-three minutes ago.
It was going to be a long night.
Spike's senses were going into overdrive. The slayer was close. Too close he was only a few blocks from the house. It wasn't a coincidence; the slayer had been stalking him. That was something new. Yeah slayers went looking for vampires but when the found them they attacked on sight. They were kind of like vampires. The fact that this slayer was doing a stake out meant that this slayer was particularly dangerous.
"Xander," Spike whispered.
"Is that your human fuck toy?" The feminine voice asked from behind him.
Spike spun around his vamp façade already in place. "He isn't my fuck toy," he growled.
The slayer laughed. "That's right he doesn't let you fuck him," she said in a mocking tone. "I did notice that you are the one getting him off. I guess that makes you his fuck toy."
Spike snarled. This bitch knew nothing of their relationship. "You've got nothing better to do than spy on me? Are you that scared of me that?"
The slayer brought her arms out. "I'm here, aren't I? I'm going to kill the famous William the Bloody." Her eyes narrowed. "And then I'm going to kill that little slut of yours."
"He's human!" Spike yelled.
"He's been a slave of demons since he was a kid. He will never fit in with the world," the slayer said. "I'd be doing him a favor really."
Spike would never admit it but it scared him of how much she knew of him and Xander. "I'll bloody die before I let you touch him!"
"Duh, that's kind of the plan," the slayer said as she pulled out a stake. She charged at Spike, her arm up and back ready to strike.
When she got close enough before she could embed the stake into his chest Spike punched her in the mouth making her stumble back. Her hand came up and wiped away the blood. "You're so going to pay for that!" She rushed Spike again but this time she did a roundhouse kick to the face. Spike's head snapped to the side giving the slayer a chance to stake him. Luckily Spike moved and the stake stabbed him through his left shoulder.
"Bloody bitch!" Spike snarled. He went to punch her but she blocked it and gave an uppercut. Spike flew through the air landing on his back.
The slayer straddled his hips grinding down on him. "I have to say you are the hottest vampire I've ever met." She dragged the stake down Spike's chest before plunging it into his stomach. When Spike went to dislodge her she punched him in the face. His nose and mouth bleeding. "Too bad I'm not into fucking dead guys."
Blood seeped from Spike's wounds. He gritted his teeth as the slayer dug her fingers into his injuries. "You're a sadistic bitch, aren't you?"
The slayer leaned in and whispered in Spike's ear. "I've come to enjoy my job. Nothing wrong with that." She took out a knife and started slicing up Spike's chest.
With all the strength he could muster up Spike grabbed the slayers hand and bent it backwards breaking several bones. He rolled them over so he was on top of her. His blood dripped on her shirt. "You're a crazy fucking bitch," Spike muttered before snapping her neck. He bent down and sunk his fangs into her jugular. The first swallow made him gag. The blood tasted horrible. "Steroids, explains you're attitude. Always say no to drugs, ducks."
Spike stood on unsteady legs, a hand held one of his wounds. He needed to get home and order Thomas to find him someone to eat. He needed to get home and see his Xander.