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Disclaimer : Joss Whedon owns the characters. At least most of them. I’m continuing the story which didn’t end when he finished. Just want to have an ending.

A/N : Promised you the return of Spike. Now here he is. The Big Bad is back in town. Or back in the story. I would like to thank Laura Crook for betaing (loss of terms) my story. More chapters coming up. PLEASE REVIEW



Spike awoke with a scream from the pain he felt as he burned up. He tried to see around him but couldn’t. He was surrounded by darkness. He tried to focus as much as he could but he couldn’t. His eyes were still hurting as though they were still on fire. Giving up, Spike crumpled to the floor, rolling into a ball in an attempt to escape the pain that he felt in his body. It was as if fire was everywhere around him. Spike couldn’t do anything else but feel the pain coursing through his body. He heard some footsteps but couldn’t see any figures in the pitch dark. Two pairs of hands reached for him, and, taking hold of his arms and shoulders they dragged him to his feet. They held him strongly and didn’t let him go when he tried to struggle away from them. He gave up and hung freely in their arms without any strength left in his body to fight. His arms were pulled up and he felt chains being clipped to his wrists.

“So you must be Spike. The other vampire with a soul.” A strange voice from far in the dark spoke clearing the silence.

“Ya. Mind telling me who you are? Cause I can’t seem to see anyone and I can’t remember your voice from anywhere.” Spike spoke with his soft voice barely above whisper. His throat still felt the flame’s after effects, making his voice crack.

“You wouldn’t have. Your world has never met me before. I am above your generation.” the voice seemed confident.

“We already have someone like that with us. Although she is a looker and I can’t seem to see you anywhere.” Spike mocked at the voice expecting it to retaliate.

It seemed to work. Suddenly a flare came in the room. It seemed like a dark cave and a figure almost like the demon Spike saw in Africa came into view. It was looking directly at Spike with glowing green eyes from the light in the room.

“I believe you are speaking of Illyria. I knew her pretty well. She was an infamous one to say the least. You have no idea how powerful she is do you? You are lucky she wasn’t your enemy,” the demon spoke with an impressed tone.

“Ya. Pretty blue bird. Too bad she had a bit of ego shell though. Could have been better if she spoke like humans.” Spike continued to carry on the conversation trying to get some information.

“She was a very powerful god. I don’t expect anything less from her.” Demon continued to talk and forget what its goal was for a moment. Then it came out of its trance and it moved towards Spike. “Maybe she will do my work in the future,” Demon said with a glint in its eyes.

“And what would that be? Have a bad hair day?”

“Your words mean nothing to me vampire. I am well beyond your control. You are in my control. I will do as I please.”

“So tell me again. Who are you? Where am I? Cause if you are my entertainer, I think I’m, pretty bored right now.” Spike tried to get some answers from the demon.

“I know all about you vampire. I know about your grand-sire Angelus too. And the humans both of you have feelings for in your world. Do not worry. All of them will join you soon enough.”

“Touch any of them and you will be sorry for ever getting to know me.” Spike threatened the demon and tried to rip off the chains from the walls with the sudden strength born of anger.

The demon laughed. “There is no use vampire. Those chains are magicked. Only I can let you out. Which I will do when I get the rest of your friends here.”

“What do you want with me? And why do you want them? What do they have anything to do with you?” Spike asked a series of questions.

“All in due time. For the time being, because of your sacrifice and the strength of your friends, you have delayed my time of arrival. But I will not be stopped. I will come back stronger than before.” Demon declared with a raised voice.

“Great. So let me guess. You are the upper level demon to Eve. The right hander for the Senior Partners of Wolfram and Hart.” Spike told the demon what came in his mind without thinking.

That seemed to anger the demon. “Fool. I am not working for the Senior Partners. Senior Partners work for me. I am Wolfram and Hart.” The demon said with a proud tone.

“Wh…what?” Spike was surprised with the demon’s announcement.

“You will come to know in detail later on. For now, I would like to reward you for your courage in preventing my entry into your dimension.” Demon said and looked behind somewhere in the dark.

Two figures came into the view and they didn’t seem human. They looked like demons with rough skin and spiky shoulders. One of them had a tray covered with a piece of cloth and the other was holding a metallic piece that seemed similar to what the first used to torture Spike. A sudden feel of panic ran through Spike’s body.

“I hope my servants here will make your stay comfortable as much as they can.” The demon smirked at the statement and left the room.

The demon with the metallic object took the cloth off the tray to show Spike more metallic objects in the tray. They seemed like torture devices. Spike knew what was going to happen next.

The voice of the demon laughing can be heard in the distance far away.

A/N : Sorry if this chapter is short. I wanted to continue but the story in the next chapter has to be together. So stay tuned. Next one will be available shortly. And before I forget, PLEASE REVIEW. It helps me to know how readers like my thoughts.

TBC





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