A Slayer's Tale Retold
Chapter 8
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Author:
Aislynn
Disclaimer:
to Joss, and Mutant Enemy. I just fell in love with characters from the very
first episode.
Summary: Buffy and Spike switch roles.
Vampire. Lindsey has made his
appearance and will be shaking things up, and Buffy and Spike have another run
in. Sorry for the delay in
updates. Work & Life have a way of
leading an author astray. I promised
earlier but Spike has now been dubbed Spike by Buffy. Another update will be in just a few days.
Rating:
End of Chapter 7
Kendra gave a slight nod and moved toward the sound of the
Slayers heavy breathing. He really was
beacon for anything looking for easy prey tonight. Kendra followed him closer than she normally would he was far to
focused on his anger and pain to sense her at the moment.
to notice other creatures sulking in the darkness. Their progress was slow and Kendra had to take out three vampires
along the way, but finally he stumbled across the threshold of his house.
back to her mistress.
Chapter 8
Faith
finally managed to struggle to her feet it took some work, and it was the most
excruciating experience of her life or rather un-life so far.
so much damage. It was going to take
days for her to recover, already she could feel several bones that would have
to be set before they healed so she wasn’t permanently damaged.
make everything okay; everything would be all right when she got to Lindsey.
Revello Drive
William
managed to stumble inside his house. At
least he would be safe from vampires or rather Buffy that was until he stepped
outside the comforting walls of home.
Taking a ragged breath he held his side and began to walk toward the stairs.
would probably be dead. The pain was
already less intense though by no means close to fading.
before he was at full strength.
A
sound brought his head up and Dawn stood at the top of the stairs, engulfed in
darkness. Though their mother had no
idea what he was, it had been impossibo keo keep the truth from Dawn.
before their move from LA.
“Will,
what happened?” She asked softly coming
down the stairs. Dawn had to swallow
her tears and had to remind herself of the conversations she and Will had long
ago. He was the Slayer it was his duty
he was chosen to fight the darkness, and he was the only one.
but that was the abbreviated version.“Let me help you, in case mom wakes up.” Dawn quickly made her way down the stairs.
After
all of the trouble in LA they really didn’t want their mother to see Will in
such a state. Already she was becoming
suspicious with the troubles Will was having at school.
andn den deposited him on the bed and turned to shut the door.
hurt, but she had never seen him this bad.
“Who,
What did this?” Dawn asked softly
kneeling to him him take of his boots.
“A
vampire.” Will murmured oddly comforted
by the tender care of his sister. Dawn
at times could whine and complain but beneath all of that there was this side
and at times like this he wouldn’t trade her for anything in the world.
might feel differently.
“A
vampire?” Dawn was surprised he dusted
Vampires every night it was the normal, and from what she could gather from the
bits and pieces she learned from the Scooby’s they were rather common and the
easiest to Slay, even Xander had killed a Vampire.
Will
couldn’t stop the chuckle that escaped his lips at Buffy being referred to in
that tone. “Not a run of the mill
vampire this one is a Master.” Will
sucked in a breath as Dawn tugged gently on his boot god that hurt, actually he
hurt all over.
“You’ve
killed the Master.” Dawn supplied
starting on the second boot.
t'>“I
killed a Master. This ones different
she is like nothing I have faced before.”
Will was ready this time as his boot slid from his foot.
to Dawn her curiosity was already peaked and he didn’t want her trying to find
out anything else about Buffy. One thing
his little sis was quite resourceful.
“Lie
down Will I will be right back.” Dawn
whispered as she maneuvered his legs onto the bed. Dawn glanced over her shoulder watching Will’s eyes flutter
closed with a slight groan.
When she returned he
was asleep or rather passed out. Gently
she quickly tended to the small cuts and bruises. Then sat looking down at her big brother.
Will had always been
different. At one time he had been
considered a nerd, by many though never by her. He wore glasses and always had a book somewhere on his person and
he wrote poetry. Beneath the surface
though he had always had that resolve there was something that held the bullies
back from taking their teasing to far, he sort of faded into the background
though everyone was aware he was right there.
Then one day as if by magic he changed.
Still to this day she had no idea what promoted the change.
the Sex Pistols. Then his look started
to change. Practically overnight he went
from background material to center stage.
Then the trouble
started which was the catalyst to their parents breakup.
parent’s breakup but in truth even Dawn knew their parents weren’t happy, and
hadn’t been for sometime. Will’s sudden
problems gave them final excuse they needed to separate.
Then they arrived in
Sunnydale to leave all their problems behind, only they moved right onto the
hell mouth. It was kind of funny how
their mother having the choice of moving them anywhere in the US or for that
matter anywhere in the world, moved them right onto the hell mouth.
be able to ignore his calling.
Lying down next to her
brother, Dawn settled in. Tonight it
was her brother who needed someone.
Lindsey paced back and
forth in the room he had been allotted by his grandchilde.
him already.
“I can make no
excuses.” Faith snuck a glance at
Lindsey from beneath her lashes. She
hadn’t been with Lindsey long enough to know what he was thinking, but she
could tell he wasn’t happy.
Lindsey wanted to flay
the skin from Faiths back, and then toss her in an alley somewhere, but that
would hardly be to his benefit. One
thing about Faith she was so eager to belong she would do anything to gain his
affection and approval, anything. It
wouldn’t be easy to find someone so willing to give up all control to another
just for acceptance.
“You will have to make
this up to me Faith.” Lindsey sighed
his mind working a mile a minute as he thought how best to salvage the
situation. “So Buffy’s little pet has
the key?” He asked, Dalton was
untouchable if he wished to stay in Buffy’s good grace; however there were
other possibilities.
“Yes.”
posturing and show of submission would appease some of his anger.
“Perhaps, there is
something.” Lindsey sighed his gaze
falling on Lewis. One thing Lewis was
excellent at was spying. “Lewis I want
you on Dalton the moment he finds anything out about Angelus’s cure I want to
know.”
“Yes Master.”
presence. He had been in Lindsey’s
service since before Dru and Buffy ever entered his Sire’s life, and he would
follow any order given because his Sire had lifted him from mediocrity and gave
him purpose and power.
Faith rose to her
feet. up did I?” Came the soft commanding
voice of her master. Faith sunk back
down on her knees. “Its time for your
punishment. It seems that my newest
addition to the family has quite a flair in that department.”
especially when she saw Gage move forward a menacing smile upon his lips, his
eyes sparkling with anticipation. So
far the newly turned vampire had remained in the background, but that hadn’t
stopped Faith’s teasing about his lusting after Buffy or taunting him with
herself and then with drawing laughing in his face so confident in her position
as the masters favorite. If that smirk
on his face was any indication she knew she was going to pay.
“No permanent
damage.” Lindsey threw over his
shoulder, meeting Gages gaze. It had
been surprising how well the boy took to torture, he was still crude but then
Lindsey had been infing ing the art of torture for centuries he was a master at
it. Faith was properly restrained and
it was time for the girl to be reined in a little. Now that Faith was occupied it was time to put a few things in
motion to ensure things turned out exactly how he planned.
Buffy smiled as she lay
down on the bed in her personal bedroom.
Angelus lay asleep in their bedroom.
It would be far too painful to be around her lover in this state and not
to be able to be with him.
“Would you like me to
prepare you a bath?” Elise asked,
smiling at her mistress.
“That would be
wonderful.” Buffy smiled rolling onto
her stomach. “With bubbles.”
“You are positively
glowing.” Elise remarked, which was the
truth while her Sire normally had an aura about her today or rather tonight she
was positively beaming.
“Slayer blood tends to
do that.” Buffy murmured softly.
“Dalton is working on
the cure, as we speak he thinks we should have all the information soon.”
Buffy sighed, watching
Elise prepare her bath. “How is Angelus
doing?”
“He sleeps most of the
time.” Elise responded softly.
“Has Kendra come
back?” Buffy asked softly.
“Yes, she said that he
returned home safely. It really isn’t
wise to keep taunting the slayer perhaps you should just kill the boy and get
it over with.” Elise didn’t fear her
mistress Kendra and Elise hlwaylways been able to talk openly with their sire,
in that area that had nothing to fear, only if they defied their masters orders
would they fear her retribution.
“Would killing the boy
really be the easiest solution? If I
kill him another simply rises. Perhaps
a little more green but still fresh and spunky. I think for now I prefer this slayer, he is at least
predictable.” Buffy sighed lying to her
minion. Tonight at the beginning he had
been anything but predictable, but then he ended on the same old predictable
note. “At least I won’t have to worry
about him mucking about in my business for a few days at least.”
“He heals fast even for
a Slayer, perhaps another diversion is required.” Elise responded.
“Perhaps.”
with the antique tub. It wasn’t the
most luxurious she had ever had but at the moment was very inviting.
Elsewhere in Sunnydale
Lindsey wasted no time traveling through Sunnydale.
transportation to his liking, and bought a BMW it suited his aristocratic
tendencies. Once long ago servants and
others of his station looked up to him had called him Lord.
took him without giving him the choice.
It had been wonderful and horrid at the same time.
He pulled up to a
dilapidated old building just on the outskirts of town.
of the old houses in the area left to decay.
Some still held residents; this one had till his clan moved in.
luxury even the lowest of his house, but they needed to maintain a low
profile. He had brought only the best
of the best. The rest of his house
remained back in Europe, until he claimed the hell mouth for his own.
imprisoned and killed here.
The slayer had given
him pause, unlike Buffy he really tended to avoid slayers they were an
unneary ary risk. This one he had met
and had seen the tail end of his fight with Buffy just as he managed to best
her. The fact that the boy had bested
not only Buffy but the Master as well made Lindsey cautious.
Moving into the house
the front room looked abandoned but once you passed through the main living
room his followers had begun to make things more comfortable. As he came into
their presence several stopped causing the others to look toward him.
“Where is Misha?”
children but through Misha they belonged to him.
“Upstairs.”
responded giving him a wicked smile running her tongue of her lips
suggestively. She was a beauty it was
something he had instilled in all his children to turn those who held this quality.
when it came time to hunt, especially in these times where beauty was glorified
on the pages of magazines.
Lindsey ignored Mara
and headed up the stairs. As he moved
up the stairs he could smell the blood & sex. He needed no one to lead him toward his Childe.
over the world. Lindsey had always been
a businessman even when it was beneath his station to dabble in an actual
trade. He began his enterprise not to long
after he came into his own as a Master.
Over the years he had become extremely wealthy.
live in run down shanties, or to take another’s home when one could stay in
their own home. It was fun at one time,
but it was nice to have luxury at hand whenever and wherever one liked.
was necessary, to lay a claim to properties through force to gain the advantage
in situations like this. Unlike most of
his children he had sired Dru simply because he had wanted her not because he
saw a benefit to his enterprise. Dru
then turned Angelus and then Angelus turned Buffy.
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Buffy, when he first
saw her he was not impressed, though she had been of the upper class he could
tell by her clothing, which had been thoroughly ruined by the time he set eyes
upon her. Then he’d seen that spark her
defiance and ability so early on to disobey her sire, and ignore Dru’s
danceance over her. It still brought a
smile to his lips the look on Dru’s face when she had slapped Buffy for some
show of disrespect, and the fledgling had struck right back.
then, and claimed her as his, but he waited to long, and her sights had set on
Angelus.
Lindsey did not bother
to knock. He opened the door and
thought the sight might have shocked him when he was human, it was commonplace
to him now.
A girl no more than 18
lay sprawled out on the floor discarded now that she was no longer useful.
was pale from the loss of blood. There
were deep groves marring her face, and one of her breasts was carved up so
badly it was just a pile of meat, the bedding blocked his view of the girls lower
body but he knew she had not been left untouched. He could guess whom, Misha had a little pet Sonja who was wicked
little thing with a jealous streak for her Sire. as nothing more than a plaything, it was understandable like so many of their
kind Sonja would never be anything beyond what she was already.
same. It was sad because she held out
hope that one day her Sire would make her his mate.
Lindsey’s gaze focused
on Sonja he knew Misha was in the next room.
Sonja lay curled up on the bed her hair a crimson halo around her
head. Sonja was beautiful with deep
brown eyes; with her red hair it made quite the contrast.
dead, always had. Lindsey knocked
softly on Misha’s door before he entered.
It was rather funny the way Sonja’s rooms were always outside Misha’s
she didn’t even realize he used her as a guard dog.
“Hello Sire.”
leaning bes his his bed. Misha was
quite something to look at. He had
black hair, and amazing deep blue eyes so dark they were almost black.
stood at 6’2 and had broad shoulders, amazing pecs, and washboard abs.
with his looks alone, but then there was that charm he could be anything you
wanted and he seemed to know exactly who you wanted him to be, one moment he
could the boy next door, shy timid, the next the cruelest creature you had ever
imagined. Lindsey found him quite by
chance in Rome. Misha was rumored to be
the child of a gypsy witch, and gained himself quite a vicious reputation among
smugglers and thieves. By 25 he had
formed himself a syndicate of thieves, whores, and murders and ran them with a
tight hand taking out several rivals along his way. One evening he managed to find himself sitting across from
Lindsey in a game of poker. By the evenings
end he lay dead in Lindsey’s quarters waiting his arising.
“I see Sonja hasn’t
lost her touch I have a fledgling we could introduce her to, they would make
quite a pair.” Lindsey smiled at his
old friend. Friends it was funny
because even though he Sired Misha they wjustjust that.
“And how is little
Buffy?” Misha asked.
he had let a gem like Buffy slip through his fingers was beyond what he could
tolerate. Lindsey had a knack for
sensing out potential the fact that he hadn’t noticed or rather turned a blind
eye to the girls potential was a sore spot.
Buffy and Misha had met
once, and it was brief but memorable.She had only been turned a few months when they crossed each other’s
path. Angelus had been with his Sire
and Lindsey at the time entertaining them Buffy was left alone.
passing, and at first he intended on terrorizing the little fledgling until he
met her gaze. Even in those early days
he see seen the power waiting to find release.
What ever she had been before she was turned had not been entirely
human. She probably wasn’t even aware
of the taint in her blood, he still didn’t know for sure but he knew it was
elemental and magical and if her blood had not been tainted by humanity she
probably would have been immortal, but her human ancestor influenced her
genetics enough to make her mortal, thus Angelus success in turning her.
“As always, though he
is fading faster than expected.” Lindsey sighed. “Unfortunately she is close to find a cure.”
“Buffy always seems to
find exactly what she needs.” Misha
responded pushing himself away from the bed and moving toward his Sire.
to hear it from his Sire.
“In many ways, then in
many ways she is still the same.”
Lindsey responded his gaze watching Misha, as he moved toward him
appreciating Misha’s beauty but beyond that nothing else.
use his appearance, and seduction to gain the advantage but with Lindsey they
had always been just friends, as much as they could be.
“Is she stronger than
you.” Misha asked knowing this answer
as well, but he wanted to see if his Sire would admit it.
“I don’t know,
yet.” Lindsey responded irritation
tingeing his voice. “There has been a
complication.” Lindsey wasn’t about to
admit anymore. Misha was the most
cunning person Lindsey had even known beside himself, since he knew Misha’s
past and never forgot how he rose to power when he was a human.
“Really, I am not
surprised.” Misha responded waiting for
the order to come. Lindsey needed him to do something there was no other reason
for him to come out and risk being followed and exposing his second little
family.
“I would do it myself,
but I am surrounded by Buffy’s brethren constantly, I need you to contact to
contact the order of Taraka.”
“Not exactly a subtle
move. I thought you wanted her back in
the fold, not dead.” Misha asked raising
a brow.
“Not for her, I need
them to distract the Slayer he is getting in the way.”
Misha, which begged for more.
Misha smiled,
as fixated on this one, as she was on the one in New York?”
“She hasn’t killed him
yet, that is the problem.” Lindsey
glanced back at the door. A second
later it opened and Sonja appeared her gaze fixated on Lindsey narrowing.
her gaze after a second. It was a
second to long though Lindsey didn’t have to a thing. Within the blink of an eye Misha had sent her sprawling across
the floor.
“I meant no
disrespect.” Sonja groveled at his
feet; Misha reached down into the mass of her hair and jerked her head back
forcing her gaze up to his. Blood
trickled down from a split lip. Their
gazes met and Lindsey shook his head in the negative. For such a trespass he could call for punishment but he couldn’t
be bothered with Sonja she was the least of his worries.
“Get out of my site I
will deal with you later, after you clean up your mess.”
“I still don’t
understand why you keep her around.”
Lindsey asked, and Misha only smiled in response.
“I will contact the
Order of Taraka for you, is there anything else?” Misha asked.
“Not right now just
remember for now lay low.” Lindsey
responded.
Once he was gone Misha
called for one of his minions. He
played Lindsey’s game because it was to his benefit, like Lindsey he enjoyed
power, money and the pleasures that followed.
He was also very interested in meeting with Buffy again, and seeing for
himself how she had matured. He heard
all stories about her exploits second hand; Lindsey wasn’t the only one with
plans.
Lindsey made way way
back toward Buffy’s current lair, from the one his contingent of minions was
residing in at the moment. Lindsey had
set his plan in motion and Gage would contact the Order of Taraka.
or two, and he would set them upon the Slayer.
It really was irksome that not only did he have to contend with Buffy’s
attachment to Angelus but now her odd attraction to the Slayer.
levels, but he knew could use it against his grandchilde.
As he headed back to
his rooms he saw Elise slip out of a room just a few doors down from
Buffy’s. So far he hadn’t seen anyone
coming and going from the room, simply told that it was off limits.
Waiting for Elise to
leave he moved toward the door.
“May I help you?”
darkness. The girl had been so still
and with his mind occupied he hadn’t sensed her there in the shadows.
Lindsey glanced at the
door then at one of Buffy’s favored turned ones. Kendra was amazing though she paled in comparison to Buffy, but
still she had something.
“Where is your
mistress?” Lindsey asked.
“In her rooms.
older and a Master and while she was one of Buffy’s companions she was sure
that this one would stake her in a moment if it would benefit him.
“No I just had some
information I thought she might find interesting.” Lindsey gave her a smile and moved past the room heading out
before dawn. He knew exactly where
Buffy was and she was not with Angelus at the moment. Interesting, very interesting.
Kendra watched him
slink away. Why Buffy let that one stay
under her roof she had no idea. Their
time together had been before she and her mistress met, but she knew he was up
to no good. Standing at her post she
would be sure to let Elise know they needed to assign someone to watch over the
little contingent.
Revello Drive
Dru slipped through
Sunnydale by the usual short cuts avoiding the major throughways.
had certainly she should have followed after him. Pride it was her downfall when she was human, it was still one of
her major downfalls.
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William with just a
glance or a look could set her off it was part of the attraction the way they
interacted it had been along time since she had felt that with anyone.
Angelus, Lindsey, and Buffy had been together.
They had been an odd family, but a family nonetheless.
Dru glanced up and
found herself in a familiar spot, below William’s bedroom window.
William and make things right between them she couldn’t wait till the next
evening. Quickly climbing up to his
room she was about to slide the window open when she noticed Dawn lying on the
bed asleep blocking Spike from her view.
Great, so she would have to wait till tomorrow the little brat sometimes
just got in the way. For some reason
Dawn took to disliking her from the very start. Though she kept it to herself most of the time it was apparent
when their gazes met that nothing had changed between the two.
It took everything she
had to walk away and leave things the way they were between them.
tomorrow.
Revello Drive – A day or so later
William stared at
himself in the mirror it had been two days since his latest encounter with
Buffy. He looked all right a little
pale and he had a wicked cut along his eyebrow he had no idea when Buffy had
given him that but he knew even with his slayer healing it would leave a
scar. His gaze traveled lowered to the
very visible puncture wound on the left side of his neck.
body, being tossed around like a rag doll really banged him up.
Reaching up he brushed
his fingers along it, and a shiver went through his body as his mind drifted
back to that moment his heart pounding, Buffy pressed against him, his arms
wrapped around her holding her against him, the thoughts caused a moan to
escape his lips, and he closed his eyes caressing the wound.
hand away startled his gaze settled on the wound. There really wasn’t anything he could do to cover it up.
of the question. He did what he had
done for the past few days he slapped a band-aid on and if anyone asked he used
the story that he nicked himself while shaving.
Since he was looking
better Will didn’t have to try to avoid his mother on his way out for school.
Dawn had been great running interference by coming up with some boy emergency
that was keeping the both of them occupied.
He owed her big time, and he knew that as nice as she was being at them
moment she would defiantly collect.
Though he normally
hated the differences that made him a Slayer he was truly grateful for them,
since his dad would be showing up to take him and Dawn out he really didn’t
want to look like he’d had the shit beaten out of him. It was Dawn’s turn to
choose so he wasn’t sure what they were going to be doing, but last time she
chose to go to see some chick flick that was over 3 hours long it seemed and he
was pretty sure tonight’s little outing would be along the same lines.
Sunnydale Airport
The baggage door opened and Phil stepped away to move to
baggage cart closer. With the attendant
away from the door Gunn slid from the cargo plane and found his way to the
parking lot of the small airport. This
was really to easy; he didn’t want to meet the Slayer.
they Slayer. Just because the dude was
called first didn’t make him the better Slayer and Gunn was going to prove
it.
Next Chapter:
Things aren’t going to be quite so perfect for anyone.
will be injured, a character will die, and we will see more of the Scooby’s
& of Misha and Sonja. And of course
Spike & Gunn won’t get along at all!