Nocturnal Bravura
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BtVS AU/AR › Het - Male/Female › Buffy/Spike(William)
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BtVS AU/AR › Het - Male/Female › Buffy/Spike(William)
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
32
Views:
3,651
Reviews:
17
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
The Master
They both sprang back from each other watching the figure emerge.
William watched Buffy for a brief second as she raised her hands to her temples.
“Now, now there Slayer. Watch your manners.” The voice said.
Buffy and William looked off into the distance.
The tall figured emerged, his black leather trench coat billowed as he took slow steps to them. He stopped looking at William then at Buffy.
William resumed his defensive stance. It was The Master he was here to come and collect his Princess.
Buffy got a far off look in her eyes. A look that always broke William’s heart. She turned and clapped her hands like a child and squealed running toward the black leather figure.
“Daddy! Daddy’s here!” She screamed.
William watched as the vampire smirked he reached out in Buffy’s direction his eyes never leaving William. He was proving a point. The point not being lost to William. Buffy belonged to him. Buffy reached The Master his arms encircled her as she nuzzled into his chest.
“You shouldn’t let her out by herself. Not when she is like this.” William said.
The Master smiled at William.
“Only thing to fear out here is you. And you would never hurt Buffy would you?” The Master said reaching down and raising Buffy’s chin so she was looking into his eyes.
“Isn’t that right My Precious Princess. Willie would never hurt you.” The Master said talking to Buffy like she was a four year old. Buffy giggled like a child.
“No Daddy, Willie likes to dance.” Buffy said.
The Master continued to hold Buffy to his chest. Buffy wrapped her hands around and inside The Master’s long leather coat.
“See there then Slayer. No harm no foul. She was just having a bit of fun.” The Master said.
“I see you’re back.” William said his teeth clenched.
“What no I miss you? Really Willie I am a bit hurt. At least you took care of my Princess.” The Master said stroking the top of Buffy’s head.
“One of these days I’ll stake her and then what will you do?” William challenged.
The Master stared at William. His eyes suddenly turning gold. His smooth features crtedrted until his face molded into the demon William had seen so many time before. William knew he could take him right there and then. His hand gripped around his stake then the Master spoke.
“No you won’t William. Don’t you remember the first lesson of our youth? Never touch your older brother’s things.”
William watched as The Master’s face changed back into it’s human face. It was like looking at a mirror, always had been. They were identical in nearly every way. They both had the same piercing blue eyes, well chiseled jaw, toned muscles. Even the hair color was the same naturally platinum blonde. Almost everything was the same. Except for the look behind the eyes. While William’s eyes spoke of the sorrow of living life The Master’s spoke of the glee of taking it.
“Now dear brother welcome your old brother home. I have had such a journey.” The Master said sighing dramatically.
William stared at him trying not to let his older brother get the best of him.
“This isn’t you home Spike not anymore.” William said his voice quaking.
Buffy whimpered in Spike’s arms.
“Now see look what you have done Willie. You have upset out Perfect Princess.” Spike said taking Buffy’s face in his hands.
“There, there Luv. Willie did not mean it.” Spike said kissing the top of her head.
He picked Buffy up and cradled her in his arms like a baby.
For some reason she always looked so much smaller than she was when Spike did that. It broke his heart and disgusted him at the same time.
“Let’s get you home. Daddy brought you all kinds of presents. Let’s get you inside Pet. Get that cute tummy of yours filled.” Spike said touching his nose to Buffy’s giving her Eskimo kisses.
Buffy giggled and threw her arms around Spike.
William watched them for a moment. He shouldn’t care he should stop what ever Spike was planning but he couldn’t. The question screamed in his head. The words burned on his tongue. He needed to walk away. He needed not to care. If he could just turn around and walk away.
William began to do just that. He stopped finally giving into the question that rage through his mind.
“Did you find it?!” William yelled.
Spike stopped dead in his tracks and turned around.
“Did you find a way to make her better?” William asked quietly.
Spike looked down and the girl in his arms. For a moment he looked pained. Buffy sat cradled in Spike’s arms worrying the button’s of Spike red shirt humming a tune only she could hear oblivious to anything else going on around her.
“No, no I didn’t but I will.”
William watched Buffy for a brief second as she raised her hands to her temples.
“Now, now there Slayer. Watch your manners.” The voice said.
Buffy and William looked off into the distance.
The tall figured emerged, his black leather trench coat billowed as he took slow steps to them. He stopped looking at William then at Buffy.
William resumed his defensive stance. It was The Master he was here to come and collect his Princess.
Buffy got a far off look in her eyes. A look that always broke William’s heart. She turned and clapped her hands like a child and squealed running toward the black leather figure.
“Daddy! Daddy’s here!” She screamed.
William watched as the vampire smirked he reached out in Buffy’s direction his eyes never leaving William. He was proving a point. The point not being lost to William. Buffy belonged to him. Buffy reached The Master his arms encircled her as she nuzzled into his chest.
“You shouldn’t let her out by herself. Not when she is like this.” William said.
The Master smiled at William.
“Only thing to fear out here is you. And you would never hurt Buffy would you?” The Master said reaching down and raising Buffy’s chin so she was looking into his eyes.
“Isn’t that right My Precious Princess. Willie would never hurt you.” The Master said talking to Buffy like she was a four year old. Buffy giggled like a child.
“No Daddy, Willie likes to dance.” Buffy said.
The Master continued to hold Buffy to his chest. Buffy wrapped her hands around and inside The Master’s long leather coat.
“See there then Slayer. No harm no foul. She was just having a bit of fun.” The Master said.
“I see you’re back.” William said his teeth clenched.
“What no I miss you? Really Willie I am a bit hurt. At least you took care of my Princess.” The Master said stroking the top of Buffy’s head.
“One of these days I’ll stake her and then what will you do?” William challenged.
The Master stared at William. His eyes suddenly turning gold. His smooth features crtedrted until his face molded into the demon William had seen so many time before. William knew he could take him right there and then. His hand gripped around his stake then the Master spoke.
“No you won’t William. Don’t you remember the first lesson of our youth? Never touch your older brother’s things.”
William watched as The Master’s face changed back into it’s human face. It was like looking at a mirror, always had been. They were identical in nearly every way. They both had the same piercing blue eyes, well chiseled jaw, toned muscles. Even the hair color was the same naturally platinum blonde. Almost everything was the same. Except for the look behind the eyes. While William’s eyes spoke of the sorrow of living life The Master’s spoke of the glee of taking it.
“Now dear brother welcome your old brother home. I have had such a journey.” The Master said sighing dramatically.
William stared at him trying not to let his older brother get the best of him.
“This isn’t you home Spike not anymore.” William said his voice quaking.
Buffy whimpered in Spike’s arms.
“Now see look what you have done Willie. You have upset out Perfect Princess.” Spike said taking Buffy’s face in his hands.
“There, there Luv. Willie did not mean it.” Spike said kissing the top of her head.
He picked Buffy up and cradled her in his arms like a baby.
For some reason she always looked so much smaller than she was when Spike did that. It broke his heart and disgusted him at the same time.
“Let’s get you home. Daddy brought you all kinds of presents. Let’s get you inside Pet. Get that cute tummy of yours filled.” Spike said touching his nose to Buffy’s giving her Eskimo kisses.
Buffy giggled and threw her arms around Spike.
William watched them for a moment. He shouldn’t care he should stop what ever Spike was planning but he couldn’t. The question screamed in his head. The words burned on his tongue. He needed to walk away. He needed not to care. If he could just turn around and walk away.
William began to do just that. He stopped finally giving into the question that rage through his mind.
“Did you find it?!” William yelled.
Spike stopped dead in his tracks and turned around.
“Did you find a way to make her better?” William asked quietly.
Spike looked down and the girl in his arms. For a moment he looked pained. Buffy sat cradled in Spike’s arms worrying the button’s of Spike red shirt humming a tune only she could hear oblivious to anything else going on around her.
“No, no I didn’t but I will.”