Nocturnal Bravura Book Three: Children Of Destiny
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24
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Chapter 3
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Spike lay on a huge bed in what his followers told him was his mansion. They informed him he had to be careful. No one could know he was back until he got all his strength back.
That did not stop them from bringing him prizes from the hunt. From what Spike could deduce, he must have been feared and powerful. Still, he could tell they were all holding something back from him. He could not put his finger on it, but something felt off about the whole situation.
The minions on their part were relieved the Great Master had returned. They knew he was still a bit weak. He had to reestablish his hold on the Hellmouth. They questioned whether or not to go and retrieve the Master’s dark Princess, but then decided against it.
Old memories still floated through the air.
Touch the Perfect Princess and don’t live to see the sunrise.
Some of them were secretly relieved as well that the Master had no recollection of the confused women. With no Buffy around, it meant the Master could focus on taking down the Slayer.
Others of them feared what would happen once he figured out they were withholding that crucial bit of information from him.
Spike closed his eyes trying to rest. His senses picked up something in the air. It comforted him. He felt complete for a moment, and tried with all of his might to hold onto that feeling.
Slumber came, bringing forth images ....
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Spike found himself standing in a small room. The first thing he sensed was the smell in the air. The same smell he had encountered in his bedroom before he fell into this dream. Instantly he felt complete again.
From what he could see it was a women’s room. A small computer desk sat in the corner beneath a painting of a young blonde girl. Pictures were scattered everywhere on the walls. There was a television and VCR on a small stand. A copy of a movie sat on top of the VCR. He was able to make out the title of the movie.
The Princess Bride.
“Princess?” Spike muttered to himself.
He tried to figure out where he was, it was so familiar it made his head hurt. Spike tried to focus on the pictures on the wall but could not make out the faces. He reached out to touch them when he heard a voice; a women’s voice. It was beautiful. The sound of it made Spike’s undead heart constrict.
“Spike you’re here” He heard that lilting, beautiful voice say.
Spike looked at the bed and saw himself walking toward the girl. She was sitting on her bed covers all around her. He watched himself sit down on the edge. He looked different. His skin was not as pale. He was tan. He watched as the mirror image took needed breaths. He thought he could actually feel the warmth of his human form from where he stood.
“I didn’t mean to wake you.” He heard.
“You know I never mind. I love when you wake me” Her voice was filled with happiness and surprise.
He watched himself bite his bottom lip and smile shyly. They kissed passionately.
Spike felt an ache inside as he watched the young couple. He found himself speaking the words along with his reflected self.
"I finished it Luv.” He said as the girl giggled.
Spike took a step closer, trying to get a look at her. Her face remained a blur. It only frustrated him more. He was convinced she had to be the most beautiful creature in the world. Anyone with a voice like that had to be.
“I can’t believe you wrote a song from me.” She was whispering, her voice filled with awe.
Spike watched himself swing a guitar from behind his back. “Of course I did Luv.”
He could hear the ache in his voice as he spoke with the human version of himself. “You’re my girl...”
The two sitting on the bed looked at each other, oblivious to the dreaming intruder standing next to them. Spike knelt down trying to get a look at the girl’s face.
"Who are you?" He whispered trying to reach out and touch her cheek. His hand went through her. Every time he tried to bring her face into focus she just became more and more blurry.
“Did you find a word that rhymes with glowing?” He heard her tease.
“No, pet, but I came up with something that conveys what I mean.”
Spike turned and watched himself. The dream Spike started strumming his guitar.
“In, I'm falling in,
I didn't want to,
Not so fast boy,
Slow
Don't wanna hurt the girl
Get her a pretty box
You'd better fill it.
And I get blinded when she opens the door
It's like looking at the sun, you know
And I'm just blinkin', mumblin', starin' at my shoes,
And she just looks at me
And smiles
And smiles, smiles, smiles.”
Spike heard the girl take a deep breath as if she was trying to catch it. His voice and words had moved her. He could feel the intensity of her emotions.
She loved him.
Lord, how she loved him.....
“So there we go again,
And it feels so good,
To fall up and down,
Damn, it's 2am again
And she kisses me goodbye
For the sixteenth time”
Spike heard the girl laugh. He could actually feel the heat of her stare as she looked with adoration at his mirror self.
"My God, please, I need to know... who are you?" Spike was filled with anguish. He closed his eyes, struggling to remember. Something. Anything.
He watched as the girl's hand rested on his human counterpart's knee. He watched himself as he smiled brightly at the girl.
“And I'm drivin' home, it's 5am
And I look at the sun come up over the hills
And the clouds are turnin' pink and green,
And all I can see is her eyes
Eyes, eyes
I get blinded when she opens the door
It's like looking at the sun, you know
And I'm just blinkin', mumblin', starin' at my shoes,
And she just looks at me
And smiles
And smiles, smiles, smiles.”
The Spike sitting on the bed finished his song and looked up at the beautiful girl shyly. “What did you think Luv?” He heard himself whisper.
He saw the beautiful girl fall forward, kissing the version of him on the bed passionately. “It was the most beautiful thing I ever heard. I love you Spike. So much, I love you beyond anything.” She whispered.
It shook Spike. Not because she was saying the words but because of the conviction in them. Even sitting there, not seeing her face, he knew the statement to be the truest thing he ever heard.
“I love you for eternity.” He heard the Spike on the bed reply as he lowered her to the bed, kissing her soundly.
“I was wrong. That‘s the most beautiful thing I have ever heard. ” The girl said softly.
He watched himself hover over her, holding her hands. He heard her sighs and moans.
Suddenly he felt himself being pulled away. “No!! Wait Who are you??” He called out again praying he would get a crumb, anything. No answer came. All he heard was the faint whisper of her voice...
“I love you for eternity Spike...”
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Spike shot up, shocking the young female fledging standing by his bed.
The minions had sent her in to entertain the Master. They had hoped he would be satisfied with her. She was blonde and if his memory was foggy enough perhaps she would sate his desires. Jesse warned them that he would see through their ruse. Still they sent her in.
Harmony had jumped at the opportunity to be favored by the Master. Her plan was to slip into bed next to him and start pleasing him while he slumbered. All that changed when he woke up.
“I’m sorry Master.” she said.
Spike grabbed her and looked into her eyes. “What’s your name?” He demanded.
“Harmony.”
Spike pulled her head back and took in the scent of her.
Harmony, misunderstanding his intentions, ran her hands across his chest; making slow circles as she smiled. “What would you like me to do Master?” She asked.
Spike closed his eyes tightly. He touched her neck then tightened his grip around it.
Harmony let out a half scream as Spike launched her across the room. She hit the wall then bounced back hitting the floor. “MASTER!”
“You’re not her. Get out.” He roared. He watched with flashing eyes as she stood up and ran out of the room, shaking with fear.
Spike sank down in his bed. With the help of his dream he had figured it all out. Why everything seemed off, why he felt so incomplete and weak still. It all made sense now. He felt this way because there was one very important piece that was missing...
It was her.
Whoever she was, she belonged to him.
A/N: Bonus Points to the person who can name the song LOL
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Spike lay on a huge bed in what his followers told him was his mansion. They informed him he had to be careful. No one could know he was back until he got all his strength back.
That did not stop them from bringing him prizes from the hunt. From what Spike could deduce, he must have been feared and powerful. Still, he could tell they were all holding something back from him. He could not put his finger on it, but something felt off about the whole situation.
The minions on their part were relieved the Great Master had returned. They knew he was still a bit weak. He had to reestablish his hold on the Hellmouth. They questioned whether or not to go and retrieve the Master’s dark Princess, but then decided against it.
Old memories still floated through the air.
Touch the Perfect Princess and don’t live to see the sunrise.
Some of them were secretly relieved as well that the Master had no recollection of the confused women. With no Buffy around, it meant the Master could focus on taking down the Slayer.
Others of them feared what would happen once he figured out they were withholding that crucial bit of information from him.
Spike closed his eyes trying to rest. His senses picked up something in the air. It comforted him. He felt complete for a moment, and tried with all of his might to hold onto that feeling.
Slumber came, bringing forth images ....
__________________________________________________________________
Spike found himself standing in a small room. The first thing he sensed was the smell in the air. The same smell he had encountered in his bedroom before he fell into this dream. Instantly he felt complete again.
From what he could see it was a women’s room. A small computer desk sat in the corner beneath a painting of a young blonde girl. Pictures were scattered everywhere on the walls. There was a television and VCR on a small stand. A copy of a movie sat on top of the VCR. He was able to make out the title of the movie.
The Princess Bride.
“Princess?” Spike muttered to himself.
He tried to figure out where he was, it was so familiar it made his head hurt. Spike tried to focus on the pictures on the wall but could not make out the faces. He reached out to touch them when he heard a voice; a women’s voice. It was beautiful. The sound of it made Spike’s undead heart constrict.
“Spike you’re here” He heard that lilting, beautiful voice say.
Spike looked at the bed and saw himself walking toward the girl. She was sitting on her bed covers all around her. He watched himself sit down on the edge. He looked different. His skin was not as pale. He was tan. He watched as the mirror image took needed breaths. He thought he could actually feel the warmth of his human form from where he stood.
“I didn’t mean to wake you.” He heard.
“You know I never mind. I love when you wake me” Her voice was filled with happiness and surprise.
He watched himself bite his bottom lip and smile shyly. They kissed passionately.
Spike felt an ache inside as he watched the young couple. He found himself speaking the words along with his reflected self.
"I finished it Luv.” He said as the girl giggled.
Spike took a step closer, trying to get a look at her. Her face remained a blur. It only frustrated him more. He was convinced she had to be the most beautiful creature in the world. Anyone with a voice like that had to be.
“I can’t believe you wrote a song from me.” She was whispering, her voice filled with awe.
Spike watched himself swing a guitar from behind his back. “Of course I did Luv.”
He could hear the ache in his voice as he spoke with the human version of himself. “You’re my girl...”
The two sitting on the bed looked at each other, oblivious to the dreaming intruder standing next to them. Spike knelt down trying to get a look at the girl’s face.
"Who are you?" He whispered trying to reach out and touch her cheek. His hand went through her. Every time he tried to bring her face into focus she just became more and more blurry.
“Did you find a word that rhymes with glowing?” He heard her tease.
“No, pet, but I came up with something that conveys what I mean.”
Spike turned and watched himself. The dream Spike started strumming his guitar.
“In, I'm falling in,
I didn't want to,
Not so fast boy,
Slow
Don't wanna hurt the girl
Get her a pretty box
You'd better fill it.
And I get blinded when she opens the door
It's like looking at the sun, you know
And I'm just blinkin', mumblin', starin' at my shoes,
And she just looks at me
And smiles
And smiles, smiles, smiles.”
Spike heard the girl take a deep breath as if she was trying to catch it. His voice and words had moved her. He could feel the intensity of her emotions.
She loved him.
Lord, how she loved him.....
“So there we go again,
And it feels so good,
To fall up and down,
Damn, it's 2am again
And she kisses me goodbye
For the sixteenth time”
Spike heard the girl laugh. He could actually feel the heat of her stare as she looked with adoration at his mirror self.
"My God, please, I need to know... who are you?" Spike was filled with anguish. He closed his eyes, struggling to remember. Something. Anything.
He watched as the girl's hand rested on his human counterpart's knee. He watched himself as he smiled brightly at the girl.
“And I'm drivin' home, it's 5am
And I look at the sun come up over the hills
And the clouds are turnin' pink and green,
And all I can see is her eyes
Eyes, eyes
I get blinded when she opens the door
It's like looking at the sun, you know
And I'm just blinkin', mumblin', starin' at my shoes,
And she just looks at me
And smiles
And smiles, smiles, smiles.”
The Spike sitting on the bed finished his song and looked up at the beautiful girl shyly. “What did you think Luv?” He heard himself whisper.
He saw the beautiful girl fall forward, kissing the version of him on the bed passionately. “It was the most beautiful thing I ever heard. I love you Spike. So much, I love you beyond anything.” She whispered.
It shook Spike. Not because she was saying the words but because of the conviction in them. Even sitting there, not seeing her face, he knew the statement to be the truest thing he ever heard.
“I love you for eternity.” He heard the Spike on the bed reply as he lowered her to the bed, kissing her soundly.
“I was wrong. That‘s the most beautiful thing I have ever heard. ” The girl said softly.
He watched himself hover over her, holding her hands. He heard her sighs and moans.
Suddenly he felt himself being pulled away. “No!! Wait Who are you??” He called out again praying he would get a crumb, anything. No answer came. All he heard was the faint whisper of her voice...
“I love you for eternity Spike...”
__________________________________________________________________
Spike shot up, shocking the young female fledging standing by his bed.
The minions had sent her in to entertain the Master. They had hoped he would be satisfied with her. She was blonde and if his memory was foggy enough perhaps she would sate his desires. Jesse warned them that he would see through their ruse. Still they sent her in.
Harmony had jumped at the opportunity to be favored by the Master. Her plan was to slip into bed next to him and start pleasing him while he slumbered. All that changed when he woke up.
“I’m sorry Master.” she said.
Spike grabbed her and looked into her eyes. “What’s your name?” He demanded.
“Harmony.”
Spike pulled her head back and took in the scent of her.
Harmony, misunderstanding his intentions, ran her hands across his chest; making slow circles as she smiled. “What would you like me to do Master?” She asked.
Spike closed his eyes tightly. He touched her neck then tightened his grip around it.
Harmony let out a half scream as Spike launched her across the room. She hit the wall then bounced back hitting the floor. “MASTER!”
“You’re not her. Get out.” He roared. He watched with flashing eyes as she stood up and ran out of the room, shaking with fear.
Spike sank down in his bed. With the help of his dream he had figured it all out. Why everything seemed off, why he felt so incomplete and weak still. It all made sense now. He felt this way because there was one very important piece that was missing...
It was her.
Whoever she was, she belonged to him.
A/N: Bonus Points to the person who can name the song LOL