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When the Day Breaks	By : addielogan Category: > Buffy/Spike(William) > Buffy/Spike(William) Views: 5501 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Emma knew the others had to be around
somewhere, despite the fact all she could see in front of her was two walls
lining a corridor. If there'd been a cell for her hidden behind the bricks,
then the odds that there were others were pretty high.
The question was,
how was she going to figure out where? She couldn't simply keep kicking stones
until she found her friends.
She knew the answer to getting them out lay
in figuring out how they'd gotten in in the first
place. Emma doubted Chalchicomehuel's guards had taken the time to wall each of
them up. For one thing, it was simply ridiculous from a time management
standpoint.
Emma moved down the hall, keeping herself to
the shadows. She found three guards at the end and frowned, knowing she'd have
to kill them before they had a chance to call out for reinforcements like they
had earlier.
Not too easy without a weapon, but if she
was able to pull off the plan she'd hastily formed in her head, then she'd have
one soon enough.
Emma jumped the first guard, snapping his
neck before pulling a spear out of his hand and
launching it at the second one, hitting him right through the chest. The third
opened his mouth to scream, but Emma jumped him, tackling him and ripping his
own sword from his side to hold at his throat. "Make a sound and I kill
you. Understand?"
The guard nodded, fear in his reptilian
eyes. "Yes�yes. Understand."
"Show me how to get to the people I
came in with."
"All dead," the guard claimed.
Emma pushed the sword closer to its neck,
blood trickling onto the edge of the blade. "I can make this hurt�a
lot."
"I have key to cells!"
"That's what I thought," Emma said
with a grin. "I let you up, and you unlock the doors. Call for your
buddies, and you're dead before they get here."
She stood, though she kept the sword pointed
at the guard as he moved shakily towards a strange device. The point of Emma's
sword in his back, he inserted a key from a loop on his belt and turned it.
The hall flashed with a bright light and the
walls wavered then shifted, revealing the others in cells similar to her own. All three of them got up and moved into the
hall. Emma drove the sword through the guard's back.
Spike immediately ran to Buffy, checking to
make sure she was all right. "I'm fine," Buffy assured him as soon as
he started inspecting her for wounds. "You?"
"Fine," Spike replied. He grabbed
Buffy, holding her tightly against him. "Bloody hell,
that had me nervous, being in there and not knowing what was happening
to you."
"I know," Buffy said, tightening
her hold on him. "Me, too."
Aiden walked past Spike and Buffy, down the
hall towards Emma, surveying the large bodies of the three dead guards.
"Did you do all of this?"
"Yup. Real quick-like, too," Emma replied.
Aiden then took Emma by surprise when he
grabbed her and kissed her hard. She was panting for breath when he pulled
away, her eyes wide. "Does thinking about me killing demons get you
hot?" she asked.
"No." Aiden cleared his throat,
then was compelled to admit, "Well, yes, some. But I kissed you because I
was pleased to see you alive. When I was trapped behind that wall, I didn't
know what had become of you, and�" He trailed off.
Emma placed her hand against his cheek.
"And you were worried about me."
"Yes," Aiden admitted with a nod.
"A great deal, actually." He rubbed against the palm of her hand with
his face.
Buffy and Spike came down the hallway then,
and Emma jerked away from Aiden, coughing as she did. "So, we going to try
this whole beating the baddie thing again?" she asked.
"Looks like," Buffy replied.
"Though I have to say�not that I'm complaining
or anything�but given the situation, it seems a little odd he kept us
alive."
"Chalchicomehuel likes to be able to
personally torture his enemies to death," Aiden explained.
"Oh," Buffy replied, her nose
crinkling. She knelt down and grabbed a sword off of one of the dead guards.
"Well, let's make sure he doesn't get that chance then."
They stripped the weapons off the remaining
guards before they set out to track down Chalchicomehuel.

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Dawn watched as a robed demon approached
quickly and knelt at Chalchicomehuel's feet. "My lord, the alignment has
begun. The time for the ritual grows near."
Chalchicomehuel's lips curled in what could
pass for a smile. "Good. I must prepare. Have the guards escort the Key to
the site."
"Yes, my lord."
Chalchicomehuel stood, turning a vicious
look on Dawn before he strode down from the dais and out of the chamber. The
robed demon stood them, calling for the guards.
Within moments, the guards converged on
Dawn, taking her from her chair and dragging her out of the chamber, the robed
demon following closely behind. She struggled, trying to fight the demons, but
it was no use, as they were much stronger than her. Finally, she slumped.
"Buffy�where
are you?" Dawn thought, trying
to ignore the nagging voice in the back of her head reminding her
Chalchicomehuel had claimed Buffy�as well was Spike, Emma, and Aiden�was dead.
Dawn didn't want to believe that. So often
in the past, things had seemed like they were at the end, yet every time, Buffy
came through and saved the world. She didn't want to think of that in terms of
the possibility Buffy had played the odds one too many times.
Instead, Dawn kept telling herself her
sister would always be on the winning side.
The guards brought Dawn up a large, spiral
stone staircase, dragging her feet up the stairs when she tried to keep from
moving. She stumbled, yet they kept her upright, their sharp claws digging into
the flesh of her arms and making her wince in pain.
She refused to cry.
Finally, the guard in front of her pushed
open a door, leading to what Dawn figured must me the roof of the fortress.
Blood red lightning crackled in the sky overhead, bathing everything in an
eerie glow.
"Take her there!" the robed demon
barked at the guards, pointing to where two large poles were fastened to the
stone. Dangling between them was four sets of manacles, and the guards chained
Dawn's hands and feet, easily subduing her as she tried to struggle again.
"To fight now is useless, Key,"
the robed demon told her as he approached her, running the tips of his claws
down the side of her hair. "You will not be released from these chains
until your body is no more than an empty husk."
"Buffy won't let you do this,"
Dawn replied, still bucking in her chains.
The demon laughed. "I do not know this
'Buffy' you speak of, but I can assure you, the name strikes no fear in my
heart."
"That's because you're an idiot,"
Dawn growled.
"Silence, Key!" the demon yelled as
he slapped her. "I have grown tired of your insolent mouth."
"Yeah, and I've grown tired of your
ugly, scaly face, but there's not much I can do about that either."
The demon roared, raising his hand to strike
her again when another, larger hand closed over it. "Calm yourself, Rilagal. The girl means only to anger you, yet her taunts
are meaningless. There is no reason to begin the spill of her blood before the
ritual."
Rilagal turned and knelt at Chalchicomehuel's feet. "I
am sorry, my lord. I offer you penance for my folly of being so easily provoked
by the filthy human girl."
Chalchicomehuel placed his hand atop Rilagal's head. "And you can trust I shall collect
your penance soon. In the mean time, the ritual must begin."
Dawn looked at Chalchicomehuel as he began
to approach her, her eyes widening at the sight of strange symbols carved in
his skin. He had a dagger in his hand, and she knew it was meant for her.
His cold, reptilian hand lay against her
cheek. "It is a shame the ritual will fully drain you of your life,"
he said, his tongue flickering. "You have an appealing body, for a human.
You would've made an enjoyable concubine."
What Dawn would've given for use of her arms
and a sharp, pointy weapon� Instead, she had to make
due with glaring.
This
ritual wasn't going to happen. Buffy would save her.
"My lord, the time is at hand," Rilagal announced. "You must begin the ritual at
once."
Chalchicomehuel took a step back from Dawn
before he raised his dagger to the air, calling out words in a language Dawn
didn't recognize. Then, he brought the dagger down and moved to Dawn again,
slicing shallow cuts into her sides.
Dawn winced in pain, her mind flashing back
to a similar moment back on Glory's tower, and a wave of dread washing over
her.
"Come
on, Buffy� I need you now," she thought.
As Dawn's blood began to drip onto the
stones beneath her feet, Rilagal began to chant, his
voice booming. Chalchicomehuel knelt to the ground, placing one of his hands in
both of the small pools of blood. Then, the demon rose
again, one blood-covered hand on the amulet and the other one reaching towards
the stormy sky.
Thunder boomed loud enough to shake the
fortress itself, and the heavens opened.
Dawn began to fear that maybe this time,
Buffy was too late�

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The guards seemed to be otherwise occupied
as Spike, Buffy, and Emma followed Aiden through the fortress, since very few
of the demons attacked�and the ones who did were quickly dispatched by the
small group.
Buffy wasn't sure if that was good or bad,
considering they could find significantly more guards waiting for them once
they reached Chalchicomehuel.
"They're up there," Aiden said,
stepping over the body of his latest kill and pointing towards a stone
staircase. "The call of the amulet is strong. Chalchicomehuel is
attempting to access its powers."
"Then let's put a stop to him,"
Spike said.
They ran towards the stairs, weapons at the
ready. Half way up, the building suddenly shook, knocking Buffy off her feet.
Spike caught her easily, his hands around her waist as he set her upright
again.
"Easy there, luv," he said, his
voice and breath warm against the back of her neck.
"Thanks," Buffy replied, amazed
that something so small could make her feel comforted, even at a time like
this.
They ran the rest of the way up the stairs,
stopping when they reached the roof of the fortress. They stayed hidden in the
stairwell, trying to avoid the gaze of the guards Chalchicomehuel had posted
there.
Buffy could tell from the way the guards
were gathered, something was going on, and she struggled to peer through the
bulky lizard demons and catch a glimpse of what it was.
When she did, her blood ran cold at what she
saw.
Dawn�
Blood�
Buffy's heart skipped then pounded harder in
her chest as she watched the sky begin to split apart, a bright light shining
from a portal.
A
portal created from Dawn's blood.
A
portal that wouldn't close until the blood stopped flowing.
Cold dread washed over Buffy as she realized
she'd gotten there too late.

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