Chapter 9

Angelus roared and charged at Spike, knocking him to the ground. He wasn’t about to let his foolish grandchilde take the girl that was meant to be his.

Buffy jumped on the vampire’s back, punching him with her tiny fists.

Angelus would have laughed if he wasn’t so enraged. He grabbed Buffy and threw her off of him, causing her to fall against a nearby tombstone. “I’ll deal with you later,” he told her and turned back to Spike, who was just getting up. “We’re gonna settle this now. You always were a mistake, you know that? Drusilla wanted someone to turn for her new toy, and she chose you. I knew you would have never been good enough to join us, that you would end up being a disappointment. Well, it wouldn’t be the first time I was right.”

Spike glared at him. “What about you? I’m not the only one that got dumped by my sire. It looks like I wasn’t the only mistake, you obviously couldn’t satisfy Darla.”

Angelus wouldn’t let that get to him, a grin forming on his face. He found Buffy starting to gain consciousness, snatching her by the arm and pulling her up. He held his hand around her neck. “She’s a cute little thing, isn’t she? You missed all the fun before, so this time, I think I’ll let you watch while I fuck her. If you make one wrong move, I’ll snap her neck like a twig.”

Spike remained in the same spot, not sure of what to do.

Buffy shut her eyes when Angelus ran his hands down her body, cupping her breasts through her shirt.

Angelus glanced up at Spike, giving him a smirk. He was about to rip her shirt open, but never got the chance when a stake suddenly plunged into his back, causing him to yell out and let her go.

Spike pulled Buffy up, keeping her close to his side this time.

Angelus turned around to see who would dare interrupt him. His eyes widened at the young, red head that was now standing there. “Who the fuck are you?”

She rolled her eyes, holding her now bloody stake up for him to see. “Take a wild guess. I won’t miss next time.”

Angelus chuckled humorlessly. “Perfect, I finally meet the Slayer. You’re not exactly what I pictured.”

“That’s nice; can we get to the fighting now? I have some studying to do.”

He circled her, looking her up and down. “You know, I’ve always wanted to kill a Slayer. You don’t seem so terrifying.”

Willow let out a yawn. “So, this is your plan to kill me? You’re just going to bore me to death?”

Angelus laughed. “Oh, you are a feisty one. I love that in a girl.”

She smiled. “Good, then you’ll love this.” Willow attacked then, taking him by surprise.

Angelus was able to block some of her moves, but she was stronger than he gave her credit for.

Buffy was intrigued by the fight, never seeing this side of her friend before. “We should help her.”

Spike stopped her from getting involved. “I don’t think she needs any help. I wish I had some bloody popcorn. There’s nothing I love more than seeing Peaches get his arse handed to him.”

Willow was starting to tire, but wasn’t about to give up. Not until the vampire was dust. She kicked him with all the strength that she possessed, and watched him fall to the ground. She stood above him, stake raised for the kill. “You shouldn’t have come to my town.”

Spike showed up right before she could thrust the weapon into his heart. “I can’t let you do that, Red.”

She stared at him in confusion, then at Buffy to see that she was just as confused. “I thought you said he was one of the good guys now?”

Buffy nodded, looking back at Spike with concern. “He is,” was all she could manage to get out.

Spike grabbed the stake out of Willow’s hand, then handed it over to Buffy. “You have to be the one to do it.”

Buffy took the stake from him, even more confused than before. “I don’t understand.”

He gave her a small smile. “It has to come from you, baby. After everything he did to you, this is the only way to get past that. You’ll never have to worry about him hurting you again.”

Buffy could feel tears in her eyes, not knowing just how much what happened affected her. She tried not to think about it, but knew that Spike was right. It was time to end this. “Get him up; I want him to see me better.”

Spike nodded and seized Angelus, pulling him off of the floor and making sure he wasn’t about to run off.

Buffy gazed into his cold eyes, the stake clutched tighter in her hand. “You’re not going to hurt anyone else.”

Angelus licked his lips. “You can’t kill me, little girl. You don’t have the guts. Admit it; you loved every nasty thing I did to you. When I was buried inside your warm pussy, you practically begged me for more. You wanted me to fuck you like a little slut. There’s a kinky bitch inside of you, just waiting to burst free. Let’s face it; you need a little monster in your man. Spike won’t be good enough for you. You need the darkness, but you’re not quite there yet. I could make you live forever, we could paint this whole town red. I’ll show you what a real man can do.”

It took all of Spike’s self-control to not rip the wanker’s head off right there, but she needed to do this. He shook his head when it looked like Willow would interfere, knowing that she got the message in his eyes.

Buffy stepped closer to him, giving him a hard look. “You’re not a man,” with that said, she drove the stake right into his heart, watching the shock take over his features for a split second before he turned to dust. Buffy dropped the stake to her side, staring at the spot where Angelus was once standing. “How do you like my darkness now?”

Spike could see the brave face she put on disappear in an instant, soon dissolving into sobs. He wrapped his arms around her shaking body, pulling her closer and stroking her hair soothingly. “It’s okay now, love. It’s all over.”

Willow patted her friend’s back in comfort. “That was amazing, Buffy. I’m really proud of you.”

Buffy pulled away to look at them after a moment, wiping at her eyes. “Can I go home now?”

Spike agreed to take her, not knowing exactly where this would leave them. She didn’t need his protection anymore, but hoped that this wasn’t the last he would see of her.