Prompt 344 - Murder - Title - Release - BTVS - comlodge

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Title: Release
Fandom: BTVS - S2
Prompt: 344 - Murder
Author: comlodge
Summary:  Spike and Buffy make a deal and talk about life changing events.
Rating: PG13
Word Count: 698
Disclaimer: Do not own them or make a profit.

'How you could even want to get that ho back, is beyond me. She's been playing footsie under the covers, or wherever vampires do that, with someone else and, she murdered you Spike. She killed you, or rather, whoever you used to be, and took you from whatever family you had. I suppose she helped you kill them after as well.' Buffy turned and stalked off towards Revello Drive, leaving Spike to follow or not.

Stupid ignorant cow, he thought to himself. She hasn't got a buggering clue about anything. He lit the cigarette in his mouth and picked up the pace until he was along side her again.

'Yeah, like you don't want Angel back,' he snarked. He drew deeply on the fag, tilted his head up and blew a stream of smoke towards the night sky. 'Dru didn't murder me. She released me! I might have been breathing before, but I wasn't alive till after I met her in that stable. I owe her everything'

'Stable? Figures.' Buffy stopped walking and turned to look Spike in the face. 'You're not alive, Spike! You're dead! Your heart doesn't beat. You're a demon inhabiting a human body, which died a long time ago. You're a walking corpse that should have been dust centuries ago.' And hopefully will be soon, if I have anything to do with it, she thought to hereself. 'You can't tell me that you wanted to die.'

Spike looked at the girl in front of him now, but he was seeing someone else. Someone with brunette hair done in shiny ringlets, wearing skirts and petticoats, her gloved hand on his face as she gazed into his eyes, into his very soul. "Do you want it?," she'd whispered. He'd never wanted anything more. "Oh, yes! God, yes."

Shaking himself back to the present, he flicked the cigarette butt in his hand to the ground, ground it slowly under his boot.

'I might not have gone looking for it, but that night turned into the best night of my life, till then. I was reborn into a new world, one I hadn't known existed. A world of power and freedom, where anything and everything was possible. The vampire creed take, want, have. I became the marster of my own destiny, made my own rules, lived life my way, got myself a new family. I became William the Bloody! And watch the age thing, missy. I'm only 126.' He mumbled "bitch" to himself. He needed said bitch to get his princess back so he'd swallow the insults for now.

'Over dramatic much? Let's face it, Spike. You and your kind are parasites of the human race. You don't contribute anything. You murder and destroy. You just take. You weren't released. You were killed and turned into a monster.'

"Ooo. The slayer has a philosiphical bent. Who'd have thought.'

'You don't have to have book smarts to know that vampires take and don't give back. You kill innocent people, children even, just to live. In fact, we better cut this conversation right now before I remember that I am supposed to stake vermin like you, not do deals with them, and 'release you' again.' She turned and set off towards home.

'Hang on a minute, pet. We've got a truce. No need to go bringing pointy bits of wood into the conversation.'

'Doesn't have to be pointy.' She ground her teeth. 'And don't call me pet. I am not anyone's pet!'

'Look slayer, you need help to get your precious watcher back before Angelus kills him and to stop the world from going to hell. Specifically, you need my help. So don't go getting your panties in a bunch.'

'Does that even mean anything or is it just an excuse for you to mention my underwear?'

'No need to go getting personal, slayer. Lets just keep your unmentionables where they are and get about our buisiness. Getting Dru away from that bastard. And, um, stopping him from destroying the world.'
'Yeah, yeah. I know. For the happy meals and some man's chest. God, now I'm quoting you. This has got to be the worst day ever, on every level.'

Comments

[terrisella.livejournal.com]

I laughed at the underwear bit. Spike's story is just so interesting. Thanks for the read. :D

[comlodge.livejournal.com]

Thankyou for reading. I love Spikie and his story:)