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I haven’t been in the mood lately for writing or posting, but figured it was time to put this one in here. This is something really different from me. It will be AU, so things are definitely not like on the show. I’m not so sure I was able to pull it off, so I really hope you guys would like it and let me know how I’m doing. It will be somewhat angsty and possibly dark, but I have many good Spuffy moments to make up for that. It won’t take very long to get to that, either. It also won’t be that long of a story, only about fifteen chapters or so. Thanks to DrkDevin, dusty273, Peroxide_dreams, and Bekah Leigh for their help and quick read through of the story. Also to buffy_the_vamp6 for my banner=)
The sounds coming from the other room made him roll his eyes, even though he should be used to them by now. The sounds of a young woman being royally fucked by his grandsire. He knew what would come next. Spike shut his eyes as the girl’s screams filled the warehouse, where Angelus and him had been staying for the past few weeks.
Angelus came out of his room, wiping the blood from his mouth. “Next time remind me to not pick up dinner that whines so much. You really should learn to have more fun, Willy. Get yourself a nice girl to play with; you’ve been brooding ever since Prague. It’s starting to get on my nerves.”
Spike glared at him. “I don’t brood. Excuse me for not trying to replace Drusilla so soon. How could you even think about replacing Darla? She’s your sire.”
Angelus shrugged. “She chose to leave, and I’m choosing to not care. You should get over Dru. I mean, she was never really yours to begin with. She always did belong to me.”
Spike clenched his fists at his side. “You don’t know what we had. She was my everything; I can’t just forget all that she’s done for me.”
“When was the last time you had a decent meal? Come on, let’s get out of here. I say we hit the Bronze tonight, there’s bound to be some tasty morsels there.”
Spike followed him out of the warehouse. “Haven’t you found the one you’re looking for yet? You’ve had a different bint every night this week.”
Angelus shook his head. “They weren’t worthy. I need someone that I can see myself spending eternity with. You should do the same.”
Spike let out a sigh. His grandsire was not about to let that go, but Spike wasn’t like him. He couldn’t see himself ever replacing Drusilla. No woman could compare to his dark princess.
* * * * *
“God, why do we need to learn this stuff? My brain is completely fried.”
Willow Rosenberg smiled. “Poor Buffy, I guess you’re just not used to so much studying.”
She shook her head. “I’m really not. Why did I decide to take Psychology in the first place? I just know Professor Walsh is out to get me, Will. You can see it in those beady eyes of hers.”
“So, how are things going with Riley?” Willow wondered, changing the subject.
Buffy shrugged. “As good as they can be, I guess. I just can’t help feeling that he’s hiding something from me. He’s way too secretive.”
Willow didn’t know what to say to that, but never got the chance as a brunette joined their table.
“Come on, ladies. I’m all out here dancing by myself.”
Willow smiled at her best male friend, Xander Harris. “That sounds good to me.”
Buffy agreed and threw her pen down on the table. “I’m up for anything that doesn’t involve studying.”
Xander pulled them both onto the dance floor.
They all started to move to the fast song that was now playing, too lost in their own world to notice that they were being watched.
* * * * *
Spike saw her the second he entered the crowded club. She was petite, blonde, and so full of life. He could practically hear her heart beating over all of the other bodies in the place. She was dancing with some bloke that kept putting his hands all over her. Spike growled, not knowing why the display bothered him so much.
Angelus joined him a few seconds later, smiling at the sight of his next prey. “That’s the one I want.”
Spike saw where he was pointing, eyes widening when he realized it was the same girl that he had been watching.
“She’s just begging to be fucked in that outfit. You know what to do, boy.”
Spike hated being called that. He was almost two hundred years old, for crying out loud. He took in a deep, unneeded breath, then made his way over to the girl. He noticed that the two with her seemed to have disappeared, leaving her dancing by herself. Spike finally reached her side, wrapping his arms around her waist and moving to the music.
Buffy was startled when she felt unfamiliar arms around her, turning to gaze into the clearest blue eyes that she had ever seen.
He gave her a smile, relieved to see that she was relaxing in his embrace as they continued the dance.
The song ended, and Buffy felt her breath catch in her throat at the intense stare he was giving her. “Who are you?”
Spike only smiled again, leaning towards her and whispering in her ear.
Buffy nodded after a moment, still not believing that she agreed to leave with him. She had a boyfriend, but for some reason was finding it very hard to care. Buffy waved goodbye to her friends, then took off with the mysterious stranger.
Spike released her hand once they were outside.
“Where are we going?” Buffy wondered when he remained silent. The look on his face now confused her, but she didn’t have much time to think of it. Buffy was suddenly grabbed from behind. A cold hand pressed over her mouth and nose, cutting off her scream and air supply.
Angelus grinned when the girl passed out, picking her up and throwing her over his shoulder. “Good job, William. Now, let’s have some fun with her.”
* * * * *
Buffy awoke with a huge headache. She glanced around at her surroundings, not recognizing where she was. She tried to move, but noticed that her arms and legs were chained up; breaking out of them was not an option. Of course, that didn’t stop her from pulling at the chains with all the strength she had.
“I wouldn’t do that, you’re just going to hurt yourself even more.”
Buffy looked up at her kidnapper. He was tall, with dark hair, and an evil smirk on his face. “Who are you? What do you want with me?” she said shakily.
His grin grew even wider. “You’ll find out soon enough. We have big plans for you, sweetheart.”
Buffy gulped at the look in his cold eyes. “We?” It was then that the other man showed himself, the same man she met at the Bronze. She cursed herself for being so stupid. Her mother always taught her to never go anywhere with strangers, Buffy really wished that she would have listened. “Please, just let me go.”
Angelus stepped closer to her, trailing a finger down her cheek. “I’m afraid we can’t do that. You’ll never see your precious family or friends again. Like I said, we have big plans for you. I’m just getting started, baby. You’re not going anywhere.”
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