Fic: no title yet (1/?)

[Kris <krismpy@xxxxxxxxx>]

Well, I have no clue why I'm doing this. All I
know is I always have ideas, but never the
ability to make them coherent; but I seem to be
in a zone with this twisted idea, so I'm throwing
it out before I lose it or get cold feet. Rod's
post on upcoming eps sort of inspired me. I'm
tempted to say be gentle with the feedback since
it's my first real fic, but don't be. That way
I'll know for sure.

Hope I'm doing all this disclaimer and other
stuff right.

Title: none yet(1/?)
Pairing: B/W
Disclaimers: Buffy and Willow belong to Joss and
Mutant Enemy.
Spoilers: All of season 6 so far, plus maybe
upcoming season 6 eps.  
Summary: My take on season 6
Rating: I'm guessing NC-17 to be on the safe
side. Mild language, violence; plus a rape scene
that I don't think is too graphic.




Buffy felt terrible. She felt betrayed by her
friends; robbed of the happiness and bliss of the
afterlife. And she couldn't tell them because it
would kill them to know the truth. It would
especially be difficult to tell Willow. She'd
always hated to see Willow hurt, and even though
she really hated Willow right now, she still
couldn't bring herself to hurt the witch.

Spike felt great. He had the slayer back, and
she was turning to him in her misery; just as he
had hoped she would. He sort of felt bad that
Buffy had been yanked from heaven, but not too
bad. Now that she was almost his, he felt like
he was nearly in heaven himself.

Willow felt terrible. She felt helpless. She
couldn't tell her best friends what was going on
out of fear. She couldn't tell Buffy, or the
others, that it wasn't her idea to raise the
slayer from the dead. 

And now, one by one, they had turned their backs
on her and abandoned her. Tara left her, Xander
and Anya stopped speaking to her, and Buffy
kicked her out. There was only Spike, except he
was the one that was really responsible for all
this. So she did the only thing she could think
of--she ran.
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Willow turned the key to the lock of her new
front door and stepped into her tiny run down
apartment--and froze. Sitting on a crate in the
middle of the room was Spike, puffing on a
cigarette and looking pissed. "How'd you find
me?" Willow asked.

"I have my ways," he said. He got up slowly and
sauntered over to her, then suddenly grabbed the
back of her hair and pulled it back, exposing her
neck. He put on his game face, then said, "Now,
don't even think about trying to run and hide
from me again! You understand? I'll find you no
matter what, then I'll suck on this ugly neck of
yours and turn you. After that I'll tell the
slayer where to find you so she can stake you! 
And you know she would if she knew you'd become a
vampire. She hates you for tearing her from
heaven!"

"OK, I'm sorry," was all Willow could manage to
choke out.

"Good," Spike said. "I'm hungry. Give me your
arm."

Willow trembled slightly, but did as Spike
instructed. Quickly Spike grabbed each of
Willow's wrists in his hands and shoved her
violently back against a nearby wall, pinning her
there. He pulled the arm she had offered to him
close to his chest, located a nice juicy vein,
then fed. He let her go long before she would
have died, wiped the blood from his mouth with
the back of his hand, then returned to his human
face and walked out the door whistling as Willow
slid to the floor.

Willow sat there and cried. She cursed the day
Spike had gotten the chip out of his head--though
she had no idea how or when it had happened. As
her sobs turned to sniffles, she started cursing
herself. She berated herself for being weak, for
being stupid, and most of all for loving Buffy.
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Spike strolled down the sidewalk away from
Willow's, lost in thought. He was extremely
happy and proud of himself. He was so close to
having Buffy, and he had Willow so fucked up that
he could get her to do anything he wanted. He
knew the redhead was in love with Buffy, and he
had used that to his advantage.

Shortly after Buffy had died he found a way to
get that damn chip out of his head. After that
was taken care of he set to work on getting what
he'd always wanted--Buffy. 
He went to Willow and told her he'd gotten some
information from reliable sources that Buffy was
in some hell dimension, that her soul was in
torment--even though he knew otherwise. He also
told her about the spell that could bring Buffy
back. He told her it was risky, but he knew
she'd do it anyway. So he let her take care of
getting the rest of the Scooby gang on board. 
He'd convinced Willow not to tell the others it
was his idea because they wouldn't trust him and
wouldn't do it if he was involved. Not that
Willow ever really trusted him either, but he
knew she'd be blind to his schemes because of her
love for Buffy. And while they all prepared for
the spell, he secretly enjoyed feeding once
again. After Buffy was back, he immediately went
to Willow and yelled at her for yanking Buffy
from heaven.

"What do you mean she was in heaven? You said
her soul was in eternal torment!"

"I said no such thing!" he lied. "Your grief
must have made you delusional!" 

He knew this was the riskiest part of his
plot--that Willow might use her magical abilities
to turn him to dust, but he gambled that her
guilt and confusion would give him the time he
needed to catch her off guard with the revelation
that he was chipless. 

It worked. She just looked past him, confusion
written all over her face. In an instant he'd
vamped out and sprang at her. He punched her in
the face several times, then delivered a vicous
kick to her abdomen that sent her sprawling to
the floor dazed. He was immediately on top of
her, tearing the front of her blouse open and
sinking his fangs into her left breast. He
drained her of a little blood, then raped her and
beat her some more. Then he threatened to kill
Buffy and the whole Scooby gang if she ever told
anyone anything.
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hopefully TBC if I can stay in 'the zone'

Kris




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