Beginnings

By Belinda S

Disclaimer: Buffy & Co. belong to Joss Wedon, the Wb11, Fox Enterprises, and Kuzu Enterprises. I have no money so don't sue. This a Buffy/Spike piece. This is just to see what Buffy would if she joined the forces of darkness. This is also my first time writing a Buffy/Spike piece, so take it easy on the comments and stuff. You can e-mail me at unique765@aol.com. Hope you enjoy! JJ

Spoilers: Contains some spoilers for Becoming.

Part 1: How to become evil in 2 easy steps.

As the bus drove out of Sunnydale, Buffy knew it'd be a long time before she could return. She still couldn't believe that Willow had managed to restore Angel's soul. When she had seen Acalatha's mouth widen and the portal open, she knew that fate hated her. It was as if being kicked out of school wasn't bad enough. He trusted her, more than he had trusted himself and she had to kill him. Whoever said life wasn't fair was right. The only question was, did she really want to go to L.A.? Her mom would probably look for her, even though she had kicked her out of the house. Her dad would probably get mad when she told him she was expelled. Finally, after a few minutes of rnning the last day's events through her head Buffy fell asleep. When she woke up she saw that the sun was setting. In a few minutes the bus stopped at a station. Buffy got of, not exactly knowing why she did. She got her bag and went into the station. When she got inside she was glad to see that there was a snack bar. She grabbe a water and paid for it. "What time does the bus for L.A. leave tomorrow?" she asked the bus attendant.

"About 7:00am," was the reply she got.

Buffy sat down on the bench thinking about where she would spend the night. Then she heard a familiar voice ask about the bus for L.A. "This is just great," she groaned inwardly.

"7:00am mate? Then I think I'll need a snack to…" Spike was cut of by Buffy.

"If it isn't my dear friend Spike. Say, where's Drucilla?" Buffy asked smirking.

"What are you doing here? We agreed that I'd leave Sunnydale, so back off."

"Yeah, well I decided to pay my dad a little visit in the city we know as L.A."

"What's wrong with your face?" asked the bus attendant.

"Nothing of your concern," Spike replied grabbing hold of the attendant's shirt only to have Buffy knock him down.

"Didn't your mother ever teach not to play with your food?"

"I'd have to say no Slayer."

"Such formalities," Buffy sighed. "One would think we know each other well enough to go on a first name basis."

She was about to attack when she heard sirens.

"Now look what you did. You just have to make trouble for me don't you?" Buffy said with annoyance in her voice.

"Well mate, looks like we have to finish this outside."

They both exited from the back of the station. A little distance ahead from them was some woods. They both figured it was the only cover they had. After they were sure the police weren't following them, they sat down to catch their breaths.

"This is all your fault Spike. You just had to choose to pick a fight and look where its landed us."

"My fault? You should've stayed in Sunnyhell with your boyfriend."

"Boyfriend? What boyfriend? Because of that damn statue he's stuck in hell so I have no boyfriend."

"Dru's gonna love this. She left me to look for her Angel."

"Oh, that's just to bad isn't it?" Buffy remarked sarcastically. "Why you even like her is beyond me."

"I can do without her."

"Personally, I think the only reason you wanted her was because she was Angelus' first. But when he reverted, you got mad 'cause you were losing your prize possesion to him when he was just playing games with the both of you."

Spike moved so close to Buffy that there was barely any air between them.

"Maybe I did. But you wouldn't know anything about that would you?" he growled.

"Says who? Before the whole slayer thing was bestowed upon me, I went out with the captain of the basketball team. It wasn't because I liked him, it was 'cause it was only natural not to mention he had been the old captain of the cheerleading team's boyfriend. Whe she saw me with him it was like you seeing Dru with Angelus. You never really liked her, you just used her or were obssessed with her. So you are wrong. I do know a thing or two about it."

"You are just too damn stubborn."

"And you're a grade A loser. Your point?"

"Why are we talking? We usually tend to fight ducks."

"We're talking because we have no one else to talk to. And we also want to see who can out talk the other."

"How would you like to make a side wager ducks?"

" 'Bout what?"

"How many topics we can talk about that somehow concern each other."

"That I can deal with. For one thing you are a fashion disaster. Your clothes, god, can you say, "so 1983 Billy Idol"? And that hair, platinum blond is definitely not a good color. But don't change it. I'd probably die of shock if you did. But what you need is to find someone with a great fashion sense like mine. Hangin' with Dru certainly made you lose your taste in fashion. I mean, she is beyond help, both mentally and fashionably."

"So you're saying I should get myself a new squeeze?"

"When you put it like that it sounds bad. But yeah. If we're going to be traveling together, you have to get some new clothes, 'cause I am not going anywhere with you looking like that."

"No."

"Fine. Next topic please," Buffy said. "And make it a good one.

Before Spike continued he rolled his eyes.

"Let's talk why you're not fighting me."

"Gee, that's a hard one," Buffy said while checking her nails. "Been there, done that, deja vour is not what it used to be."

"What does that mean."

"Wake up Einstein," an annoyed Buffy says. "Everytime we have fought, nobody wins. It's boring. And move back a little, I need some air."

Spike grinned down at her before he did one thing she wasn't expecting. He kissed her. After a moment, Buffy kissed him back while thinking she was crazy for doing it. "What the hell am I doing? It's Spike for crying out loud. If Giles ever saw this he'd do more than be slightly pissed. Oh well, maybe Angel really did drive me insane."

"Why did I kiss her? She's the bloody slayer. My mortal enemy."

When they finally parted it was Buffy who spoke first. "I don't know why you did that. I don't even know why I did that. The only answer I have is that we're both insane or we're turning into a bizare like Xander and Cordelia where in the fact we both hate each other but then kiss each other. God, I am so mentally challenged."

"Xander and Cordelia? Why would we be like them? And don't worry ducks. I don't know why I kissed you either."

"If you don't know why you kissed me and you're the one who did it how exactly are we going to solve this little dilema? Actually, forget it. I don't even want to know. And we would be like Xander and Cordelia because they have hated each other for like forever and then wind up kissing each other. We co… Great, now we have turned from a me and you to we. Another thing, as much as I hate to admit it, I enjoyed the kiss," Buffy ended slowly.

"So did I ducks. We have to go. It's going to be daybreak soon."

"Daybreak? Oh yeah. You're allergic to the sun. Why do I even care what happens to you?"

"Know something Slayer? As much as we hate to admit it we maybe falling for each other."

"I knew it! I am so cursed. I just have to have a thing for the undead. Next thing I know, I'll be into the Order of Terauka. But who said I was falling for you?"

"You kissed me back pet. Come on already. I don't have all night."

After a little while they found a cave that was completely sheltered from the sun. It was then Buffy decided she and Spike should have a heart-to-heart talk.

"Spike?"

"What?"

"Why don't you ever call me Buffy? It is my name you know."

"When you call me William the Bloody."

"I wouldn't call you William. That is a way awful name. Will would do just fine," Buffy replied smirking. "Or we could even go for Willy boy."

Spike turned to face her. He pinned her with a glare that lasted a few minutes. The edges of his mouth slowly began to come up. A minute later he had a full grin on his face. "You call me Willy, I'll brain you."

"Now that couldn't be a threat come from Willy-boy right?" Buffy asked innocently.

"You're so dead."

"Is that an actual threat? 'Cause you kill and stuff."

Spike rolled his eyes. "It's a metamorphisis pet. Like if one of your friends said they were going to kill you."

"Don't blame me for assuming it," Buffy said defensively. "You are not exactly soul filled here."

"No and I don't think I want to be."

"You have to admit this is just plain wrong. I'm the Slayer, you're a vampire. We have absolutely nothing in common and you like to feast on the living."

"We do have something in common pet. We both like to fight."

"Besides that."

"Well, what do you suggest we do about that pet?"

"Well, if I was a member of the undead we'd have something in common. And I wouldn't try to stop you everytime you had a snack."

"You want me to make you a vampire?" Spike asked in disbelief.

"Why not? It'd be pretty cool to live forever. Not to mention looking like this forever and no remorse, no soul would be very good in my case. So what do you say Spike? You'll be my sire."

"Slayer, no vampire has ever turned a slayer into a vampire. There is no way that I can gurantee that you'll be like one. You have a stronger spirit than all humans"

"So you'll do it?"

"If you're sure pet."

Buffy walked over to Spike and tipped her head. Spike then shifted and bit her. He drained to a point where she was barely alive and the he slit his wrist and put it to her mouth. Buffy accepted the blood eagerly, while Spike watched in fancination. The following day when Buffy woke, she saw Spike staring at her.

"What do we do now pet?" Spike ascked uncertainly.

"Well Willy, we go to Sunnydale. You can call it "Return to the Hellmouth."

Spike looked warily at Buffy before starting to tickle her. "Now pet, say uncle."

"Isn't…that…a…little…old…Willy…boy?" Buffy gasped out.

"Come on pet. Say uncle."

"Uncle."

Spike stopped tickling her. "Why do you want to go back to Sunnydale pet?"

"I just do," Buffy said nonchalantly. "I promise not to cause you any trouble this time around."

"If we're going back to the hellmouth, we better move it pet. The sun set about half an hour ago."

Through some miracle, Buffy & Spike managed to make it back to Sunnydale an hour before sunrise. There they decided that they would stay in the old mansion Spike had been formerly inhabiting. "Listen, Spike. You go on ahead. I need to make a stop, 'K?"

"Sure ducks."

With Spike heading towards the mansion, Buffy headed toward Gile's apartment.

When she got there, she rang the bell a few times. A tired looking Gilesopened the door. "Buffy, what are you doing here at this hour?" said Giles, surprised.

"Can I come in? I need to talk to you about something."

"Of course. Would you like some tea?" Giles asked as soon as they were inside.

"Nope. Giles, what happens if a slayer turns into a vampire?"

"I believe she would be among one of the most powerful vampires. Even more powerful than the Master, I believe. A slayer that is a vampire would be able to walk in the sunlight without turning into dust, but a beheading would kill her, why?"

"Cause after Willow re-did the curse, I kinda had to kill Angel in order to save the world. Then I went on a guilt trip outta Sunnydale and I stopped at this bus station where I just happened to run into Spike. He helped me with the Angelus thing under the conditions that he and Dru would leave the country but Dru left Spike. Like I was saying, we happened to start fighting and the guy who worked there called the police. Now, I'm wanted for murder because they think I killed Kendra when I didn't. And Spike was a whole different story. We somehow bonded and he sorta became my sire overtime. Kinky huh?"

"You what?"

"I let Spike become my sire. In fact, I really kinda asked him to become my sire. And since I was in town I just thought I'd ask what happened when a slayer becomes a vampire. Did you know that I'm the first slayer who's been turned into a vampire? And don't worry, I'm not here to hurt you. I have to go. I'll see ya though I won't want to be ya."

When Buffy arrived at the mansion, she started looking for Spike. She found him in the garden. "Spike, guess what?"

"You brought me a snack?"

"No. I'm like way stronger than the Master plus I can walk in the sun. Isn't that totally cool?"

"How did…" Spike trailed off.

"I asked nicely. You should try it sometime," Buffy said sweetly. "Anyway, tomorrow I'm paying a few friends a visit. What's the ideal present? I'm thinking of something that's very dead. Something small and cute. I have to remember, it's the thought that counts. What do you think I should get them Spike?"

"How about a dead dog?" Spike suggested.

"A dead dog. I like the sound of that. Dead dog. But I still think that you lived with Dru way too long. The gift sounds twisted but I like it."

Buffy leaned over the small pedestal and gave Spike a kiss. The following day in school, Xander, Willow, and Cordelia had gone to the library. "Hey G-man, are you here?" Xander yelled as he walked into the library.

"Xander, how many times must I ask you not to call me that?"

"Sorry, forgot." Xander said.

"So Giles, did you hear from Buffy yet?" Willow asked.

After she asked Buffy came through the door. "I come bearing gifts," Buffy announced. "I have gifts for Willow, Xander, Giles, and dare I say, Cordelia?"

Buffy handed everyone their presents. "Eww. Your idea of a present is a dead rat?" Cordelia asked, obviously grossed out.

"It wasn't my idea. I got suggestions."

"From who, Mr Demento?" asked Xander who had gotten a dead cat.

"No. I got Cordy a rat, Xander a cat, Giles a dog, and Willow some fish. Do you know how much trouble it is finding the perfect gifts? I had kill 'em all too. So you like?" Buffy said cheerfully.

"Like? More like hate," Cordelia replied, obviously disgusted.

Buffy's face shifted into that of a vampire's. "So you hate my presents?"

"Buffy, Cordy's the only one. She doesn't speak for all of us."

Buffy growled briefly. As she was about to attack Cordelia, the library doors opened and in walked Synder. "What is going on here?" Synder asked.

Buffy turned to face him. "Look what the cat dragged in."

"What's wrong with your face Summers?"

"Gee, what're you going to do Synder? Call the police and describe me as a gang member on PCP? I so don't think so. I think a more interesting story would begin like this: "Juvenille deliquent rises from dead and is immortal." I like it, don't you?"

"No and pretty soon you and your smart mouth will be behind bars."

"What are you going to do? Kill me?" Buffy said. "Sorry. I've already done that twice. But you know, this has been fun and all, I should really jet. Oh, and believe me Synder when I say you should have never messed with me."

Back at the mansion Buffy was telling Spike what happened. "You should have seen their faces!" Buffy cried gleefully. "I wish you had been there. And the first thing they are going to do is pretend to be forming an attack, but since I know what they're going to do, they're going to try and trick me. Tonight, we hunt. We are going to create a true hellmouth for them. But we need an ally, someone sinister, someone who's as good as torturing people as you are, we need Angelus. Why did I even let the geek do that curse? If we have Angelus on our side, we'll be unstopable."

"Angelus? I don't think that's a good idea pet. He and I don't get along very well. If he learns that you're on our side, he'll try and take you away from me and I won't have that."

"Don't worry Spike. No one is going to tear us apart. Whoever tries will have a little accident and will be found crucified. Now that would be bad for them."

"I love the way you think Slayer. How about we go to the Bronze? Always young blood there."

"Great. So we're Bronzing it tonight. We should aim for the strongest humans there. And tomorrow we could go to the army base. There we've got humans trained for war, and will do whatever they are commanded. I love being me."

As soon as the sunset, Spike and Buffy headed out. Once at the Bronze, they split up to look for perfect candidates to turn into vampires. Buffy immeadietly spotted Jason, the captain of the wrestling team. "Hi Jason," Buffy said when she reached.

Jason knew about Buffy. She was the one girl no guy had been able to get with. "It's Buffy, right?" Jason asked.

"You got it. I saw your last match. Pretty impressive."

"I didn't know you were into wrestling," remarked Jason.

"I'm not. I just watched 'cause I knew you were on the team. Wanna go to Lover's Lane?"

"Sure." Jason could hardly believe his luck. The hardest to get girl in school wanted him. "Just let me get my jacket."

After they stepped out of the Bronze, Buffy pushed Jason into the alley behind the Bronze. "I thought we were going to Lover's Lane, Buffy."

"Sorry to dissappoint you. But I can't wait that long."

Buffy shifted and drained Jason, but then they did the whole big sucking thing. (the part where Buffy drinks his blood and Jason drinks her blood-it was mentioned in "Welcome to the Hellmouth: The Haverst part 1 so it's not my own phrase.)

"Poor Jason. Didn't your mother ever teach not to talk to strangers?" Buffy said afterwards.

Buffy returned to the Bronze. She found Spike quickly. "Spike, let's go."

"Now pet? We're just getting started."

"There are no more jocks left. I need to visit mommy dearest. She's been bad, and I think she needs to learn not to contradict her daughter. You were invited in so you can invite me in. Let's go already."

It was a matter of minutes before they reached Buffy's house. Spike broke the lock and then entered. "Come on in pet."

About half an hour later Joyce Summers got home. She noticed a crack in the door but then thought it was her imagination. "Mom, so glad you're home. We were starting to get bored waiting for you," Buffy said when she saw her mother.

"Buffy! Listen, I am sorry that I…" Joyce didn't finish her sentence. Buffy had interrupted.

"Oh no biggie. I already forgot about it. It's just like being expelled. You always have another school."

Spike moved behind Buffy and looked at Joyce. Joyce started to say something but at that exact moment the doorbell rang. "I'm going to get that Buffy. You stay right here," said Joyce.

Giles and Xander were at the front door. "Hi Ms Summers. Have you seen Buffy, say in the last hour?"

"Yes I have Xander. She's in the living room with Spike."

"Thanks," Xander said as he rushed past her.

Joyce quickly followed. When Xander got to the living room entrance he stopped short. Joyce strode past him and saw a black rose on the table with a note under it. She picked it up and began reading it. After taking a minute to read it she handed it to Xander who started reading it. The note read:

Mom,

Sorry, me and Spike had to jet. Tell Xander and Giles that I said hi. I would have stayed but I got hungry. Make sure that Xander and Giles read this.

I've heard of keeping your enemies close but this is ridiculous. They can't follow me wherever I go. Tell dad that I might be seeing him in the not too distant future. But know something Mom? When you told me I shouldn't even think of coming back, I took you seriously. Really mom, how clueless can you get. How can you be so oblivious you don't notice your daughter is the slayer and has to save the world every single night? You always worried about me hanging with the wrong crowd when I didn't. But guess what mommy? Spike is bad news. I'll be seeing ya!

@{--- xxxooo

Buffy

"This is very bad Giles. Why don't you call your Council and see if they can do anything," suggested Xander.

"Buffy is right. I don't have anything in my books that could tell us what we need to return the soul."

"What is Buffy talking about?" asked a confused Joyce. "Whose soul can't be lost again?"

Xander and Giles exchanged a look. Giles asked Joyce for some tea before they sat down and he began to tell her Buffy's story only leaving out the part that she was a vampiress. It would be too much for her to digest all at once. Back at the mansion, Buffy and Spike were perfoming the ritual that would take Angel out of hell, but leave his soul behind.

"Do you really think it'll work pet?" Spike asked Buffy.

"Course I am Spike," she assured him.

As soon as the ritual was finished, the portal opened and Angelus was hurled out. The portal closed afterwards. After a few minutes the statue vanished. Angelus woke up about half an hour later. "What the hell is going on?" he asked as soon as he saw Buffy and Spike. They exchanged knowing glances. ""First you fight me, then you decide to give me my soul back and send me to hell, then you pull me out of it but leave my soul in hell! What's your deal Buffy?" Angel bellowed at Buffy.

"God Angel, temper much? The least you can do is say thank you. We got you out of hell and also got rid of your damn soul didn't we?" Buffy said to him.

"Why would you do that?" Angel asked suspiciously. "You didn't exactly want me souless before what changed?"

Buffy shifted. "I decided to switch sides. You can thank Spike for it."

"Spike?" Angel started laughing. "How did you get Spike of all people to change you? Much less, how did he get near you without ending up in an ashtray?"

"Simple Angel," Buffy said innocently, "I asked nicely."

Angel stopped laughing and stared in disbelief at her. "You wanted to become a vampire? Well color me surprised."

"Get over it mate," Spike spoke up. "For someone as new as she is, she's certainly the devil in high heels. If you'll excuse us, we have to go make sure that none of our new minons are dust."

"Are you gonna come Angel?" asked Buffy staring at him.

"First I have to eat. I'm feeling rather picky tonight, I think I'll go for a red headed computer nerd."

"No," hissed Buffy with pure venom. "They're mine to kill. I'm going to show 'em that this slayer is not one to plot against. Good thing they can't give me back my soul. For them to do that, I have to willingly give them a drop of blood from my ex-birthmark. Which I had removed. But they still have to have a drop of blood from the same spot. And I so don't see myself doing that. Spike?"

"Yes pet."

"I want to have the biggest party ever on the hellmouth. And I want a special guest of honor. One who made my life totally miserable. I want to offer him as a sacrifice."

Spike's eyes lit up as he realized who Buffy was talking about. However, Angel was in the dark. "Who is it?" Angel asked as his eyes darted angrily from Buffy to Spike.

"Think Angel. Who's the sniveling fool that has made my former life miserable? Who is the one person I probably hate more than those geeks? I don't want him to die before my party. I want him to suffer first. I want you to invite whoever to my party. It's going to be the celebration of my rebirthday. I want it to be two weeks from today. Make sure that it says on the invitation that it's a black tie. By then, that retard would have suffered so much insanity clauses, he will hardly notice my torturing him. Angel, I want you to give every kind of possible mental tortue. When I say tortue, I mean I want him to wake to find something small and cute nailed to his door."

Angelus was thinking. He used his memories as well as Angel's memories. Only one person came to mind. Even Angelus had to admit that this man made Spike look like a decent guy. Little did the slayerettes know that in two weeks, the hellmouth would be welcoming more than 400 demons, vampires, etc. You name, it'd be there. It'd be the largest social gathering in the underworld. But some of their concerns, would have to be about the man that was going to be killed at this event. That man was…

To be continued in Part 2: How to hold a succesful party on the Hellmouth.

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