Nocturnal Bravura

Sins Of A Father





Thanks again to Tahmoe who sat up until the wee hours of night with me to read this over.



Author’s note I took liberties with the whole how a Slayer is called thing. But I think the way I explained it makes sense.



Spike laid next to Buffy watching her sleep. She moaned reaching out for him. Spike wrapped his arms around her purring calming her fears. He kissed the top of her head.



He let out a huff.



“Destiny, fate sod it all! I warned them. I told them! All I wanted all I ever wanted was this. Not my fault those Wankers never listened.”



Memories filled his head.



FLASHBACK

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Spike watched her sleep. God she couldn’t be real. So beautiful all his. He knew it for the moment he saw her. She must have too. He kissed the top of her head. Suddenly he felt the earth shake.



“No, Oh God no.” He muttered popping straight up.



He saw it come toward him a green cloud.



“No I don’t want it.” He thought.



It hovered for a moment then rushed toward him the cloud enveloped him. Spike shook for a moment. Images filled his head ancient battles and untold tales. They spun around his mind filling it engulfing him. Spike held his head tight trying to will them out.



Lizzie felt him shake and turned around.



“Was there an earthquake?” Lizzie asked turning around.



She saw Spike sitting there knees pressed against his chest.



Lizzie touched him.



Spike looked down at her. He lowered his head to her breast.



“I can’t do this. I don’t want to.” He whispered.



Lizzie did not know how to respond to this. She just held him soothing him.



“The only thing I want is you.” Spike cried.



“You have me. You have me forever. I swear.” Lizzie whispered.



Thirty minutes later Spike walked into the house. He saw his brother and parents sitting there. His parents both looked up at him concerned as William was looking a book completely enthralled.



“That that damn book. That book that changed everything.” Spike thought.



“I guess you told him.” Spike whispered.



“He has a role in all this too. He had a right to know.” Jenny said.



Spike looked at his mother pain and betrayal filled his eyes.



“And you...you should have told me.” He said.



Jenny hugged her son.



“I was foolish I hoped it would never happen. I thought maybe if I didn’t say anything. It might not.” Jenny whispered.



“I don’t understand.” William said looking at everyone.



William flipped back to the first page.



“It had been foretold...Into each generation a Slayer is born. One girl in all the world, a Chosen One. One born with the strength and skill to fight the vampires, to stop the spread of their evil and the swell of their numbers.” William read out loud.



“It clearly states a girl. Now Spike maybe a lot of things but he’s is most certainly not a girl.” William said.



Spike looked at his father his eyes filled with rage.



“I guess you have not told him everything.” He muttered.



Rupert took off his glasses.



“Yes until now it has always been a girl.” Rupert said.



“But there were circumstances...”



“Don’t you mean you manipulated the circumstance!” Spike snapped interrupting his father.



“Then it’s my fault too.” Jenny said touching her older boy’s cheek.



Jenny looked at William.



“Do you remember when I told you about your Aunt Janna?” Jenny asked.



William nodded. His mother’s twin that died in the car accident. It dawned on William just then.



“She didn’t die in a car accident she was a Slayer.” William deduced.



“Yes, she was. I was her Watcher. Your mother was what we called a Potential trained in case The Chosen One fell.” Rupert said.



“I was a bit young to be a Watcher but I was one nonetheless. You’re mother and I fell in love. The Council forbade us to see each other. Being young and in love we did anyways. Your mother became pregnant with you two and then your Aunt Janna was gravely injured. Told me she had a dream, Slayers sometimes have prophetic dreams. She said she saw your mother being called.” Rupert quietly.



“What happened?” William asked.



Spike let out a demented laugh and walked over to William he took a seat next to him and slapped on the knee.



“Here’s the good bit, Mate. Come on Da tell him what you did?” Spike said sneering at him.



Jenny stood next to her husband.



“I was foolish. Jenny was pregnant. I was afraid for her. Afraid for the two of you. I altered the line. This is where things seem unbelievable. There’s a place called Pylea a different world, a demon world, if you could believe that. A demon from there by the name of Lorne owed me a favor. As your Aunt Janna laid dying I did a spell and sent your mother there. I knew if she was not in this world it would pass her and go onto the next Potential. Which is what happened.” Rupert said.



William tried to process all of it. His Da did spells? Different worlds, his mother, a would be Slayer.



“See little brother Da’s plan wasn’t so clever. Was it?? He didn‘t take into account that maybe because I am mom’s son, this whole Chosen One fate would bounce back and hit ME right in the head!”



“We hoped it would not. So much time had passed and other Slayers were called. You turned 15 and nothing happened that usually is the age when your senses to the supernatural start to awaken.” Rupert explained.



Spike closed his eyes.



“He felt it.” William said quietly.



“Shut up Will.” Spike whispered.



“He felt it and fought it. That’s why he started seeing Drucilla.” William supplied.



William did not know how he knew Spike never said it but now it made sense to him Drucilla was dark and dangerous. She had a fascination with death. She said she saw demons and fairies. It drew Spike to her. Later Spike found out her was doing major drugs and her “visions” were nothing but hallucinations. Spike lost interest after then.



“Oh God I’m so sorry.” Jenny cried holding her boy in her arms.



“Let me get this right...Aunt Janna and Mum were predestined to be Slayers. Aunt Janna died , Mum was skipped now because Mum had us, it is coming back around and now Spike is The Slayer?” William asked.



“I am not!” Spike yelled.



“You can not deny what you are Spike.” William argued.



“How is it you are so calm and cool about this? We have just been told there are Vampires and demons running amuck in the world that our family has some sort of sodded legacy in all of it. And you just accept it?!” Spike asked incredulous.



William nodded his head in wonderment.



“I don’t know how I am either. It‘s strange I wasn‘t scared and I didn‘t freak out. It‘s like I just knew. Somehow I always knew.” William said looking at his father.



Rupert nodded.



“Your great grandmother was a Watcher, your grandfather was one too. As was I was before I went against the council. As you will be.” Rupert said.



William looked down at the book. He did feel tied to it. His destiny started to unfold in front of him.



“How neat and tidy for him. He gets to pawn over those bloody books he loves so much. And what because I was born two minutes before him, I have to go fight the good bloody fight? I DO NOT WANT THIS!” Spike screamed.



“I wish I could take it from you.” Jenny said trying to calm her son.



“So this is why Spike went to England he met with The Council?” William asked.



Rupert nodded.



“The Slayer Kendra was poisoned by a demon we knew her time was short. The Council wanted to see Spike.” Rupert said.



“Don’t you mean blow the red dust in my face like some sort of lab rat?” Spike said.



Rupert sighed, it was a spell to see if Spike was indeed a Potential. The idea of a male Slayer was unprecedented. Rupert knew there was a chance. Jenny was not dead the right should have been hers. The dust was to hone in on the nearest Potential, did indeed float to Spike. Much to The Council’s shock and amazement the dust turned green before their very eyes in as it circled around him. Forewarning them He would indeed be called. Spike somehow sensing his fate being sealed ran out of the room and disappeared leaving The Council scrambling to find him.



Spike looked down.



William looked in the book.



“So you said Sunnydale is The Hellmouth. That bad things are going to start happening.” William said.



“I have been watching it this whole time giving reports of various activities. Something is beginning to stir. Spike will have to protect Sunnydale‘s citizens.” Rupert explained.



“I can’t do this.” Spike said.



“You can son.” Jenny said.



Spike broke away from his mother.



“You don’t understand. I don’t want any of this. All I want...”



“Is Lizzie.” William finished for him.



William stood up looking at his brother.



“Don’t you see Spike. If you don’t accept this if you don’t fight, Lizzie will die. They will go after her because of you. You have to do it for her.” William said.



Spike looked at his brother.



“No one will ever hurt Lizzie.” Spike said his eyes filled with fear and rage.



“There’s only one way to ensure that.” William said.



Jenny and Rupert exchanged a look. William finally reached his brother using the one thing he knew that would make him accept his fate. An understanding passed between all of them. William grabbed his brother’s shoulder.



“You will protect her.” William said trying to reassure his brother.



“Until the end of the world.” Spike replied.



The brothers hugged.



Spike looked at his mother and smiled. Then turned to his father unlike Jenny, Rupert was giving nothing. At that moment William knew Spike and his father would never be close again.



Spike looked at his father and said.



“I will do this. But know this I will never forgive you for what you have done. I am not doing this for you, or for humanity I am doing this for her. She is the only thing that matters to me....”





End OF Flashback



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Buffy stirred. Spike broke away from his thoughts. He got up out of bed and walked over to the book he brought back from Los Angeles.



“Let it be in here.” He said.



Spike began to read the book hoping he would find the thing that had eluded him for the last two years.