Surprise, Again
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BtVS AU/AR › Het - Male/Female › Buffy/Spike(William)
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
7
Views:
4,460
Reviews:
9
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Surprise, Again
Surprise, Again
Set during season two after Surprise and Innocence.
Spike kidnaps Buffy
Chapter One
Buffy Summers stalked through the grave yard silently. She was intent on catching her prey before it awoke from its burial plot. Her eyes roamed around the area surrounding her, putting her spider senses on to scan the graveyard for any potential supernatural baddies.
Her ears perked up when she heard a noise behind her. Turning around quickly while putting her fists up she prepared to attack. Except she saw nothing, nothing moving or nothing making a sound. She felt like she was standing right in the middle of the calm before the storm. She backed up slowly ready to fight whatever entity that had decided to mess with her, when she felt strong hands grab onto her shoulders.
Buffy was about to attack again when she felt something dull slam into the back of her head. Her mind surrendered to unconsciousness as her body fell to the ground
*+*+*+*+*+
The first thing Buffy felt coming out of the darkness was a hammering ache in her head. She vaguely remembered getting hit. She went to rub her eyes when she realized she couldn't. Opening them she found herself laying on a bed covered in blood red satin linens. Her hands had been chained to headboard, but her feet were free. Candles lit the room in a ghastly glow that fluttered off the walls insanely like a moth. No windows offered escape. She realized she must be in a basement. *But where?* She thought to herself. She struggled with the restraints holding her captive and wondered why she wasn't dead yet.
*+*+*+*+*+
Spike directed his wheelchair to the doorway of the mansion when he felt an arm on his shoulder.
"Going somewhere 'sit & spin'?" Angelus asked Spike with a wicked gleam in his eye. He knew exactly what it took to upset Drusilla's childe.
Spike turned around in his wheelchair and glared at him. "Yes. I am." He said shortly.
"Where to?" Angelus asked "There's not many places in Sunnydale with HANDICAP accesabiltiy." He said while drawing out the word.
Spike just wanted to kill him, the bastard. "It's none of your business... Angel."
Angelus growled at the use of his soul having name. "Don't call me that, Boy. You might as well go, I mean, I wouldn't want to disturb you. You know how loud Dru can be when she's being pleasured. Actually, I guess don't." Angelus smiled at his words and then walked away leaving a seething Spike behind.
Spike hands tightened their grip onto the wheelchair. "Well, then," He whispered. "I guess I'll just go see how the slayer is doing then."
*+*+*+*+*+
She heard him before she saw him. Her body was turned facing the wall away from the door. All she could think about was her upcoming demise. She knew slayers died young, but still she thought. *I'll never be ready. I'll never see it coming.* What would happen to Sunnydale if she died. Sure another slayer would be called, but would she come here? And what about Giles? Would the council punish him for her death? And her friends, oh, god, Willow and Xander. The only true friends she'd ever had. Would the Hellmouth swallow them if she wasn't there to protect them?
She never had time to answer these questions because the door opened and there was pike. Only something was wrong with the picture, something, missing. And then it came to her.
Spike stood before her on his own two feet. In all his glory he stood there, relaxed, his hands in the pockets of his tight black jeans. He only wore a black t-shirt that contrasted with his platinum hair. His hips jutted out and he stooere ere with a superior look in his eyes and a slight knowing smile on his face.
Set during season two after Surprise and Innocence.
Spike kidnaps Buffy
Chapter One
Buffy Summers stalked through the grave yard silently. She was intent on catching her prey before it awoke from its burial plot. Her eyes roamed around the area surrounding her, putting her spider senses on to scan the graveyard for any potential supernatural baddies.
Her ears perked up when she heard a noise behind her. Turning around quickly while putting her fists up she prepared to attack. Except she saw nothing, nothing moving or nothing making a sound. She felt like she was standing right in the middle of the calm before the storm. She backed up slowly ready to fight whatever entity that had decided to mess with her, when she felt strong hands grab onto her shoulders.
Buffy was about to attack again when she felt something dull slam into the back of her head. Her mind surrendered to unconsciousness as her body fell to the ground
*+*+*+*+*+
The first thing Buffy felt coming out of the darkness was a hammering ache in her head. She vaguely remembered getting hit. She went to rub her eyes when she realized she couldn't. Opening them she found herself laying on a bed covered in blood red satin linens. Her hands had been chained to headboard, but her feet were free. Candles lit the room in a ghastly glow that fluttered off the walls insanely like a moth. No windows offered escape. She realized she must be in a basement. *But where?* She thought to herself. She struggled with the restraints holding her captive and wondered why she wasn't dead yet.
*+*+*+*+*+
Spike directed his wheelchair to the doorway of the mansion when he felt an arm on his shoulder.
"Going somewhere 'sit & spin'?" Angelus asked Spike with a wicked gleam in his eye. He knew exactly what it took to upset Drusilla's childe.
Spike turned around in his wheelchair and glared at him. "Yes. I am." He said shortly.
"Where to?" Angelus asked "There's not many places in Sunnydale with HANDICAP accesabiltiy." He said while drawing out the word.
Spike just wanted to kill him, the bastard. "It's none of your business... Angel."
Angelus growled at the use of his soul having name. "Don't call me that, Boy. You might as well go, I mean, I wouldn't want to disturb you. You know how loud Dru can be when she's being pleasured. Actually, I guess don't." Angelus smiled at his words and then walked away leaving a seething Spike behind.
Spike hands tightened their grip onto the wheelchair. "Well, then," He whispered. "I guess I'll just go see how the slayer is doing then."
*+*+*+*+*+
She heard him before she saw him. Her body was turned facing the wall away from the door. All she could think about was her upcoming demise. She knew slayers died young, but still she thought. *I'll never be ready. I'll never see it coming.* What would happen to Sunnydale if she died. Sure another slayer would be called, but would she come here? And what about Giles? Would the council punish him for her death? And her friends, oh, god, Willow and Xander. The only true friends she'd ever had. Would the Hellmouth swallow them if she wasn't there to protect them?
She never had time to answer these questions because the door opened and there was pike. Only something was wrong with the picture, something, missing. And then it came to her.
Spike stood before her on his own two feet. In all his glory he stood there, relaxed, his hands in the pockets of his tight black jeans. He only wore a black t-shirt that contrasted with his platinum hair. His hips jutted out and he stooere ere with a superior look in his eyes and a slight knowing smile on his face.