Spike's Mistake
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-Buffy the Vampire Slayer › Het - Male/Female › Dawn/Spike(William)
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
4,066
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0
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Spike's Mistake
OK this story is kind of a joke. It is dedicated to the wonderful people from the "SPIKE LOVERS & DAWN HATERS" club. I love you guys. LOL
Disclaimer: I don't own anything buffy. If I did, Spike would be Bus ses sex slave, and Dawn would be... well... murdered gruesomly!!!!! (notice that this was written in less than 5 minutes and I didnt use spellcheck) -.^
A cool breeze swept through Sunnydale as the sun slowly set. The tall blonde lit another cigarette, waiting for the light in the sky to fade completly. He was hungry tonight, but unlike nights before, nothing was holding him back. Buffy had mad it clear she hated him. Well it wasnt like he really cared... the bitch didnt deserve him anyways. He could feel tears well up in his eyes, but he wipped them away disgusted. He would show her anyhow, and she wasnt there to hold him back any longer. He was ready to feed, all he had to do was find some innocent being.
***
Neon lights flowed out onto the street from inside The Bronze. People gathered, dancing and drinking. Spike looked around, trying to decide who his victim was going to be. He finally chose his prey, a tiny brunette woman standing all alone on the top level. Poor dear, he thought, you won't be alone any longer. He slowly made his way up the steps, advancing on his prey. He walked up to her and tapped her on the shoulder. She jumped, and turned around.
"Hey there." Spike said in his most sexy voice.
"Oh.. uh.. hi." She said, and you could tell she was nervous.
He grinned. "Hi."
She smiled a relieved smile. "Hi." Her blush was high, and Spike found her utterly delicious. Take that, Buffy!, he thought to himself.
"You want to go somewhere?" He asked her, trailing his hand down her side.
"Uh.. um.. sure." Her smile was brilliant.
He took her out to the alley. She looked around her and smiled. "Nice place you got here." She attempted to flirt.
Spike smiled. "Thanks." He quit playing around then and pushed her up against the wall. She pulled his face down to hers and kissed him, immediately shoving her tongue down his throat. Spike tried not to gag, the only girl he ever wanted to EVER kiss was Buffy, sad and pitiful as that was. He pulled away. "Easy, tiger." He whispered in an amused voice. She flushed, embarrassed. Then he guessed she let go of all restraints, which he wished she didn't, because she yanked his head down to hers and kissed him again. She trailed kisses along his ear, moaning. Spike tried not to gag again. He felt as though he was going to be sick. Spike tried a different tactic then, he closed his eyes and imagined Buffy was doing that to him.
He started responding, and she moaned again. "That's it, baby." She tried to climb him, hitching her leg up on his waist. "Whoa, your kinda big there, aren't ya baby?" She said seductively.
What was he doing? This was not Buffy, SHE was not Buffy. He pushed her off him, disgusted. He slammed her against the other wall, and he could feel her heartbeat. He lowered his mouth to her neck, feeling her pulse there. His fangs slid out and he paused a moment before he tore into her neck. She cried out in pain, as he sucked her dry. He could hear and feel her heartbeat getting slower and slower, and as he sucked the life out of her, her heartbeat finally stopped. He let her drop to the ground, disgusted with himself and already regretting what he had done. He started shaking then, and he asked himself what he just did. He ran, and didn't stop til he got to Buffy's house. He almost hated her then, almost as much as he loved her.
He knocked on her door, and she answered a few minutes later. He punched her as soon as she stepped outside the door. "WHAT DID YOU MAKE ME DO, YOU BITCH???" He screamed at her.
She stared at him, confused, and slowly wiped the blood from her lip. "What the hell are you talking about, Spike?" She asked, alarmed.
"I killed her... I just killed her... I...I... - "
"Who Spike?! Who did you kill?" Buffy said, her voice now raised.
"A....a girl. Just a girl... I don't know!" Spike was now visibly shaking.
Buffy was getting angrier by the second, but took a deep breath.
"Where is the body, Spike?" She asked calmly.
"At The Bronze." He answered shakily.
"Okay. Let's go then." She started walking hurriedly towards The Bronze, thinking that Spike was following her. She checked to make sure he was behind her ten minutes later, because he hadn't talked at all, and saw that he wasn't anywhere in site. "Shit." She whispered to herself. She would find him later, right now she needed to get to the body, before the police did. They asked too many questions.
She found the body in the side alleyway. It was a brunette girl. She looked down at her, and thought to herself, another poor victim. She slowly turned her over with her foot, afraid that she might know that person, as she always did when she'd identify bodies. When she turned the body over, her bhe che caught in her throat. Tears streamed down her face, and she collasped to her knees.... "Dawn..."
THD. D.
Epilouge : Spike was never seen again.
THE REAL END.
If anyone really really lame wants me to continue this story just email me or something
(and please flame me, i think its funny as hell. this took a whole 5 minutes to write!!!)
flame flame flame!!!!!! <--masochist *grins evily*
Disclaimer: I don't own anything buffy. If I did, Spike would be Bus ses sex slave, and Dawn would be... well... murdered gruesomly!!!!! (notice that this was written in less than 5 minutes and I didnt use spellcheck) -.^
A cool breeze swept through Sunnydale as the sun slowly set. The tall blonde lit another cigarette, waiting for the light in the sky to fade completly. He was hungry tonight, but unlike nights before, nothing was holding him back. Buffy had mad it clear she hated him. Well it wasnt like he really cared... the bitch didnt deserve him anyways. He could feel tears well up in his eyes, but he wipped them away disgusted. He would show her anyhow, and she wasnt there to hold him back any longer. He was ready to feed, all he had to do was find some innocent being.
***
Neon lights flowed out onto the street from inside The Bronze. People gathered, dancing and drinking. Spike looked around, trying to decide who his victim was going to be. He finally chose his prey, a tiny brunette woman standing all alone on the top level. Poor dear, he thought, you won't be alone any longer. He slowly made his way up the steps, advancing on his prey. He walked up to her and tapped her on the shoulder. She jumped, and turned around.
"Hey there." Spike said in his most sexy voice.
"Oh.. uh.. hi." She said, and you could tell she was nervous.
He grinned. "Hi."
She smiled a relieved smile. "Hi." Her blush was high, and Spike found her utterly delicious. Take that, Buffy!, he thought to himself.
"You want to go somewhere?" He asked her, trailing his hand down her side.
"Uh.. um.. sure." Her smile was brilliant.
He took her out to the alley. She looked around her and smiled. "Nice place you got here." She attempted to flirt.
Spike smiled. "Thanks." He quit playing around then and pushed her up against the wall. She pulled his face down to hers and kissed him, immediately shoving her tongue down his throat. Spike tried not to gag, the only girl he ever wanted to EVER kiss was Buffy, sad and pitiful as that was. He pulled away. "Easy, tiger." He whispered in an amused voice. She flushed, embarrassed. Then he guessed she let go of all restraints, which he wished she didn't, because she yanked his head down to hers and kissed him again. She trailed kisses along his ear, moaning. Spike tried not to gag again. He felt as though he was going to be sick. Spike tried a different tactic then, he closed his eyes and imagined Buffy was doing that to him.
He started responding, and she moaned again. "That's it, baby." She tried to climb him, hitching her leg up on his waist. "Whoa, your kinda big there, aren't ya baby?" She said seductively.
What was he doing? This was not Buffy, SHE was not Buffy. He pushed her off him, disgusted. He slammed her against the other wall, and he could feel her heartbeat. He lowered his mouth to her neck, feeling her pulse there. His fangs slid out and he paused a moment before he tore into her neck. She cried out in pain, as he sucked her dry. He could hear and feel her heartbeat getting slower and slower, and as he sucked the life out of her, her heartbeat finally stopped. He let her drop to the ground, disgusted with himself and already regretting what he had done. He started shaking then, and he asked himself what he just did. He ran, and didn't stop til he got to Buffy's house. He almost hated her then, almost as much as he loved her.
He knocked on her door, and she answered a few minutes later. He punched her as soon as she stepped outside the door. "WHAT DID YOU MAKE ME DO, YOU BITCH???" He screamed at her.
She stared at him, confused, and slowly wiped the blood from her lip. "What the hell are you talking about, Spike?" She asked, alarmed.
"I killed her... I just killed her... I...I... - "
"Who Spike?! Who did you kill?" Buffy said, her voice now raised.
"A....a girl. Just a girl... I don't know!" Spike was now visibly shaking.
Buffy was getting angrier by the second, but took a deep breath.
"Where is the body, Spike?" She asked calmly.
"At The Bronze." He answered shakily.
"Okay. Let's go then." She started walking hurriedly towards The Bronze, thinking that Spike was following her. She checked to make sure he was behind her ten minutes later, because he hadn't talked at all, and saw that he wasn't anywhere in site. "Shit." She whispered to herself. She would find him later, right now she needed to get to the body, before the police did. They asked too many questions.
She found the body in the side alleyway. It was a brunette girl. She looked down at her, and thought to herself, another poor victim. She slowly turned her over with her foot, afraid that she might know that person, as she always did when she'd identify bodies. When she turned the body over, her bhe che caught in her throat. Tears streamed down her face, and she collasped to her knees.... "Dawn..."
THD. D.
Epilouge : Spike was never seen again.
THE REAL END.
If anyone really really lame wants me to continue this story just email me or something
(and please flame me, i think its funny as hell. this took a whole 5 minutes to write!!!)
flame flame flame!!!!!! <--masochist *grins evily*