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Vices of My Blood	By : oldbooks Category: BtVS AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 6946 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Disclaimer: The characters from Buffy the Vampire Slayer are owned by Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, and Fox studios. This story is not meant to infringe upon anyone's rights, only to entertain.

Author's Note: Warnings: Torture, Extreme Language, Sexual Situations, Violence.

Chapter 27

In Willow�s hospital room, she was sitting up in her bed with Oz in the chair next to her. Xander was sitting on the far side of the room. Cordelia was pacing the small area between Xander and the bed.

�So Buffy�s going for the big showdown, huh? Wish we could help,� Cordelia said and then turned to her boyfriend, �you know, without dying.�

�I don�t see how,� Xander said, shrugging.

�I wanna try again,� Willow spoke up.

�Try what?� Oz asked his girlfriend.

�The curse,� Willow said. �We never got to finish it. Maybe we can restore Angel's soul.�

�I don't like it,� Xander told his friend. �You're talking about messing with powerful magic, and you're weak.�

�I'm okay,� Willow assured him.

�You don't look okay,� Xander said and turned to Cordelia for confirmation. �Does she?�

�You should listen to him. The hair, it's so flat, and the lips . . .� Cordelia agreed with Xander and listed the reasons why.

Xander sighed at Cordelia�s rambling. �Could we stay on topic here, honey?�

�What?� Cordelia asked incredulously.

�Look, it's not a good idea,� Xander told Willow.

�If it can help Buffy, I don�t see why we couldn�t pull it off. If we turn Angel back soon enough, we can stop him from awakening Acathla. What if Buffy doesn�t get there in time and he has or the Council is called in and waylay her then what?� Willow defended her reasons for wanting to try to re-ensoul Angelus.

Oz stood up. �Okay, I pretty much missed out on some stuff, didn't I? Because this is all making a kind of sense that's . . . not,� he said stoically.

�Oz, go with Cordy to the library and get my things. She'll fill you in,� she told her boyfriend.

�Babe, do you think you should be doing this? It sounds dangerous. Xander�s right, you�re weak. I don�t wanna see you get hurt,� Oz pleaded with Willow.

�I agree with Oz, Willow,� Xander said. �You are too weak to try this spell, what if it goes wrong? Buffy has claimed the guy as family and as much as I hate that, maybe he could protect her better than Angel could.�

The three friends started arguing what was best for Buffy or the world in having Angel or Angelus around. Cordelia say back and watched the argument in front of her.

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Spike and Buffy made a detour to the school library. The main area was cordoned off with yellow crime scene tape. They walked in through the stacks to the common area. As she headed toward the table, she looked down at the chalk outline of Kendra on the floor and bypassed it slowly, careful not to step on it. When she reached the table she looked for a moment at the Orb of Thesulah, candles and other things that were used in the attempt at cursing Angelus. Then she reached under the table, pulled out Kendra's large duffel bag and set it on the tabletop. As she went through it Snyder came into the library.

�You do know this is a crime scene, don't you?� Snyder asked spitefully. Buffy and Spike looked at him as he approached. �But then . . . you're a criminal, so that pretty much works out.�

Principal Snyder stopped in his tracks as a territorial growl rumbled out of Spike.

�You know I didn't do it. The police will figure it out,� Buffy replied sarcastically.

�In case you haven't noticed, the police of Sunnydale are deeply stupid,� Snyder said as he took a few tentative steps closer, being watchful of Spike the whole time. �It doesn't matter anyway. Whatever they find, you've proved too much of a liability for this school,� he threatened, taking a breath. �These are the moments you want to savor. You wish time would stop so that you could live them over and over again,� he said, smiling smugly. �You're expelled.�

Within seconds Spike had Snyder against a bookcase, snarling at the man. Buffy reached into the bag and pulled out the sword blessed by the knight who first slew Acathla. She held it up and turned it in her hand. Snyder darted his eyes from Spike to the sword and then at Buffy, gulping loudly. Buffy gazed at the polished blade.

�You never ever got a single date in high school,� Buffy asked sarcastically, turning her turquoise demon eyes to the principal. �Did you?�

Snyder gulped again, his voice clipped when he asked, �Your point being?�

�Come on, Spike. Let�s go,� she said as she started out of the library and leaned the blade into his face as she passed him. Spike let Snyder go and followed his mate out of the room. The principal watched her leave. This time she made no attempt to avoid the chalk markings on the floor. Snyder pulled out his cell phone and dialed a number. He checked to make sure she and her companion were gone and held the phone up to his ear.

�It's Snyder,� he announced, smiling. �Tell the Mayor I have good news.�

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In Angelus' mansion, Giles was still tied to his chair, and his head hung weakly. Angelus was slowly walking around his captive, watching the man intently.

�You know, I can stop the pain. You've been very brave . . .� Angelus amended as he put his hand on Giles' shoulder. �But it's over.� The vampire walked behind him. �You've given enough,� he praised the watcher, and then leaned down to Giles' ear. �Now let me make it stop.�

Giles panted and shook with the pain. �Please!� he begged weakly.

Angelus knelt down to face him. �Just tell me what I need to know,� the vampire said.

�In order . . . to be worthy . . .� Giles started to say, weakly.

�Yeah?� Angelus whispered.

�You must perform the ritual . . . in a tutu,� Giles quipped in a weak voice.

Angelus glared at the older man but Giles didn't back down.

�Pillock!� Giles spat at Angelus with his remaining strength.

Angelus stood up angrily. �All right. Someone get the chainsaw,� he growled.

Just then Spike wheeled himself in. �Now, now, don't let's lose our temper,� he smirked at his grandsire.

�Keep out of it, sit 'n' spin,� Angelus turned an irritated stare on his grandchilde.

�Look, if you cut him up, you'll never get your answers,� Spike reasoned.

Angelus cocked his head at Spike. �Since when did you become so levelheaded?� he asked the blond vampire, surprised.

Spike pursed his lips and looked dead-on at his grandsire. �Right about the time you became so pig-headed. You have your way with him; you'll never get to destroy the world. And I don't fancy spending the next month trying to get librarian out of the carpet. There are other ways,� Spike said, hoping to buy time for his mate to do her thing.

�Enlighten me,� Angelus said, almost amused.

�Hmm,� Spike was a little put off by the challenge. How to do this? I really don�t want to clean up librarian blood, but if I don�t stop this, then Buffy will never forgive me. Then he thought of the best thing, and called out behind himself. �Drusilla? Sweetheart?�

Drusilla floated seductively into the room behind him and walked up to Angelus.

�Do you want to play a game?� he asked his sire playfully.

Drusilla smiled wickedly and they both looked expectantly at Angelus. He moved out of her way and she made her way to Giles. Drusilla knelt beside Giles, and patted the sweat from his forehead.

�Is that better?� Drusilla asked softly in her lilting voice. She patted more beads of sweat off Giles� forehead. �Hmm?� she asked and pulled away the cloth. �Poor thing,� she cajoled softly and ran her finger down his cheek. �Let's see what's inside,� she smiled at Angelus mischievously.

She ran her hand up the back of Giles' head and over the top. She closed her eyes and concentrated on reading his thoughts. It didn�t take long for her to discover something useful. She gasped and removed her hand.

Drusilla turned to her sire and childe. �He knows there is danger coming. Danger for sunshine and us. It comes in the form of men in suits and a hatred for our kind,� she spoke softly.

Angelus and Spike looked at each other stunned by this revelation. Angelus stepped forward pulling Drusilla back away from Giles. Angelus pulled a chair around in front of the watcher and sat down, straddling the seat. He braced his arms on the back rest.

Angelus looked from his childe to the watcher. �What is Drusilla talking about? What is coming for us? Tell me, Rupert. What�s going to happen that would destroy my family other than Acathla?�

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Outside, Buffy walked toward the mansion at a determined pace with the sword wrapped in a cloth. Suddenly Xander came running out of the bushes on the hillside and jumped into the street in front of her. She startled and took a reflexive step back.

�Xander!� Buffy cried out in surprise.

�Cavalry's here. Cavalry's a frightened guy with a rock,� Xander said anxiously and held up a large rock. �But it's here.�

Buffy held up a stake. Xander tossed the rock aside and took the stake from her.

�That's better,� Xander glibbed.

�You're not here to fight,� Buffy said gruffly and started walking again. �You get Giles out, and you run like hell, understood? I can't protect you.� She pulled the cloth off the sword and discarded it. �I'm gonna be too busy fighting.�

Xander looked at the sword appreciatively. �Now, that's a new look for you.�

�It's a present for Angelus,� Buffy said blandly.

Xander�s eyes sparked as he remembered something. �Willow. Uh, she told me to tell you . . .�

Buffy stared at him annoyed. �Tell me what?�

Xander didn�t want to tell her the truth. He remembered what Angelus did to him when he captured him. He stopped to think up a lie. �Kick his ass,� he encouraged.

Without a word she continued walking. Xander hesitated a moment and then followed.

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In Angelus� mansion, Giles was still breathing painfully from the injuries Angel had inflicted thus far. Angelus had his head bent straining to hear Giles� pained words as he related what he knew of the danger to come.

�Kendra . . . the other slayer . . . she . . . she called the Council . . . she told them that . . . Buffy was a . . . a demon . . . . That she was . . . part of a . . . vampire clan . . . . They will . . . be here within . . . a few days,� Giles rasped out before his strength gave out.

�What are they coming here for? What do they plan to do, Rupert?� Angelus growled softly at the impending danger that was soon to fall upon them.

�They are . . . going to kill . . . the slayer . . . and her . . . vampire clan . . . as many of you . . . as they can get . . . . She�s my . . . slayer . . . but . . . I�m begging you . . . to . . . protect her,� Giles again rasped.

Angelus sat back in the chair and contemplated what Giles had told him. That damnable replacement slayer had called the council and told them that Buffy had become a demon and that she was part of his clan? The council was coming to kill them off? No vampire of the Aurelius clan had been a victim of the Watcher�s Council. A victim of a slayer yes, but not of the council suits themselves. They didn�t want to get their hands dirty with killing a demon. That�s why they had the slayer. But then, they haven�t lost a slayer to a vampire clan.

Angelus heard Spike growl territorially behind him at the news of his mate being hunted by the council that was supposed to protect her. It was enough to get Spike to give up the fa�ade of still healing. The blond vampire got up from his wheelchair and paced the room like a caged animal. His slayer, his girl, his mate was being hunted by the Council of Wankers and when they found her she would be destroyed. They all would be. He refused to think about it. He didn�t want to lose her now that they had found love with each other.

�I will not lose her to that godforsaken council, Angelus. What right do they have to interfere in her life now? The slayer line died with her when the Master killed her. The line is being run through Kendra and now that she�s with us, with me, they want to destroy her as if she were an abomination?� Spike ranted.

The thought of losing Buffy was causing him to ramble as bad as his mate would. He turned to Angelus, eyes pleading with his grandsire. Hopefully he didn�t have to voice his concern to the older vampire without sounding like poncy William again. Buffy needed the protection of the clan as more than ever right now. The watcher was right; this was bigger than awakening Acathla and inciting Armageddon. A hell dimension they could all probably live through. An entire council coming down on their heads and destroying them was another thing entirely. They were out to purposely kill his mate and then him, Drusilla, Angelus, and hell, maybe even Giles for letting it happen to his slayer.

�Angelus, the watcher boy is right. This is bigger than Acathla. Deep down you still like this world � maybe � and she�s family now. Not even you can turn your back on your family. They are intentionally on their way here to hunt us down and kill your Chosen grandchilde and then you,� Spike growled out.

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Yorkshire, England, 1880

They were trapped in a coal mine. Spike�s riotous behavior had them trapped in a coal mine like caged animals. One of the first things William did as a young fledgling was kill all those who had teased him for his poetry. His vengeance tantrum had them all scurrying for the protection of a mine shaft. A MINE SHAFT for God�s sake!

Angelus loved torture as much as anyone. Relished the kill as much as any vampire. But honestly? His reckless, impromptu grandchilde would be the death of them all someday. Inwardly, Angelus praised William�s destruction. The callousness of the slaughter. But he had groomed his girls to live richly among the privileged citizenry. Not being the hunted and seeking the shelter of a rat infested mine shaft. He would stake himself before he ever dined on rats.

Drusilla only egged the boy�s antics on. She would never discipline the boy. She would never teach him right and wrong in their world. She was a child herself in mind and body. Maybe when he had set out to drive her insane, he should have left some small bit of her mind untouched. Cognitive reasoning left a lot to be desired. This was why Angelus currently had William by the throat, choking him.

�Perhaps it's my advancing years that make me so forgetful, William. Remind me, again, why don't we kill you?� Angelus asked aggravation.

�. . . ike,� William choked out around the fingers that squeezed his neck. His eyes stared vehemently at his grandsire.

�What's that?� Angelus growled the question angrily.

He released William in disgust, throwing the younger vampire away from him and into the wall of the mine shaft.

�It's Spike now,� the blond vampire rasped out.

Spike massaged his neck as he tried to get his throat to work again. He looked over at Angelus. Drusilla and Darla stood to either side of his grandsire in the background.

�You'd do well to remember it, mate,� Spike said as he straightened to his full height.

�I'm not your mate and when did you start talking like that?� Angelus asked, still peeved at his grandchilde.

�Look, we barely got out of London alive because of you. Everywhere we go, it's the same story and now --� Darla spoke up, already bored with the show of testosterone between the two males in front of her.

�Now you've got me and my women hiding in the luxury of a mine shaft, all because William the Bloody likes the attention. This is not a reputation we need,� Angelus stressed through gritted teeth.

Spike took a deep swig from a wine bottle. He eyed Angelus petulantly. �Oh, I'm sorry. Did I sully our good name? We're vampires,� he reminded his companions.

�All the more reason to use a certain amount of finesse,� Angelus told Spike.

�Bollocks! That stuff's for the frilly cuffs-and-collars crowd. I'll take a good brawl any day,� Spike said, his tongue curling behind his teeth.

Angelus approached Spike menacingly. He was going to teach this boy even if he had to dust him to do it.

�And every time you do, we become the hunted,� Angelus growled out.

Darla watched the boys interact. �I think our boys are going to fight,� she said in sing-song to Drusilla.

Drusilla clapped her hands giddily. �The King of Cups expects a picnic! But this is not his birthday,� she said, shaking her head.

Darla looked at Drusilla as if she were crazy. �Good point . . .� Darla said dryly.

Spike flicked angry eyes up at Angelus. �Yeah, you know what I prefer to being hunted? Getting caught.�

�That's a brilliant strategy really . . . pure cunning,� Angelus smirked derisively.

�Sod off!� Spike said angrily and then laughed. �Come on. When was the last time you unleashed it? All out fight in a mob, back against the wall, nothing but fists and fangs? Don't you ever get tired of fights you know you're going to win?� he asked sounding like a petulant child.

�No. A real kill. A good kill. It takes pure artistry. Without that, we're just animals,� Angelus replied irritably.

�Poofter!� Spike spat his grandsire in disgust.

Angelus shoved Spike and the fight was on. Angelus snapped a metal rod in half, lifted Spike up and slammed him down on his back, raising the makeshift stake. Spike stopped it inches from his heart and smiled up at Angelus.

�Now you're gettin' it!� Spike encouraged him.

Angelus dropped the rod and backed off the reckless vampire.

�You can't keep this up forever. If I can't teach you, maybe someday an angry crowd will. That . . . or the Slayer,� Angelus said softly, a menacing lace to his voice.

Spike sat up at the mention of a slayer, suddenly interested. �What's a Slayer?� he asked inquisitively.

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Spike remembered a time when Angelus had tried to stake him for putting the clan in harm�s way. And now, because of the Eligor ritual that changed her, indirectly a fault of his own, Buffy was a part of his clan, a part of him, and in harm�s way. Ingrained so deep he�d never be rid of her even if he thought of trying.

Just then Buffy came in with Xander behind her. The slayer stopped dead in her tracks at the sight before her. Angelus and Spike both had thoughtful expressions on their faces. Spike was out of his wheelchair and pacing. Drusilla was rambling on again about being hunted for the blood. In the middle of it all was her watcher. Abused and bleeding all over the beige carpet.

Buffy lowered the sword and looked at each person. What was going on? She thought for sure that Angelus would be trying to wake Acathla by now. Yet they were milling around. She wondered what she had walked in on. She looked from Angelus to Spike and then to Giles.

�The council is going to kill me?� Buffy whispered the question, listening to Drusilla�s ramble.

Xander pushed past a stunned Slayer and ran over to Giles still tied to a chair.

�Giles!� Xander cried.

Giles' head was tilted back, and he was very weak.

�Giles!� Xander called out to the man again.

Giles lifted his head slowly. Xander crouched behind the chair and began to untie the ropes.

�Xander?� Giles asked, bewildered. He had to be hallucinating to hear Xander�s voice in the mansion.

�Can you walk?� Xander asked him.

�You're not real,� Giles said, disbelievingly.

�Sure, I'm real,� Xander piped up.

�It's a trick. I�ve gotten to the point of hallucinating, haven�t I?� Giles shook his head still not completely aware of his surroundings.

Xander had untied the ropes and went around to look into Giles' face.

�Then why would you hallucination conjure me of all people?� Xander asked teasingly.

Giles considered the boy. �You're right. Let's go.�

The watcher groaned as Xander moved under his arm and helped him out of the chair.

�Come on,� Xander urged, only to have Giles stop him.

�Angelus?� Giles called to the dark vampire.

Angelus had been in a heated discussion with Spike over how to run the clan and hadn�t noticed Xander untying Giles in the first place. Now he snapped his head around to face the watcher. Spike stepped closer to Buffy and wrapped her in his arms, kissing her temple.

�You have to protect her. She is of the Aurelian clan now. I�ll do what I can to delay them, but you have to keep her safe. She�s first and foremost a Slayer, but she�s like my daughter and I trust her to your care,� Giles told the dark vampire.

Angelus nodded. �Get out of here before I lose any good intention I have right now and slit your throat, Rupert,� he said gravely.

The watcher turned to leave. Angelus� voice stopped him.

�Rupert,� Angelus called out. When Giles turned back, he said, �Keep yourself alive. I may not care for you, but you�re her watcher and she may forgive me for torturing you, but should you die at their hands, she would justifiably not forgive me for that,� he smirked.

Giles nodded and with Xander�s help, made their way though the main hall as fast as they could and out the door.

Buffy and the vampires were silent for the moment. The sword made a muffled clang on the carpet as she dropped it. Spike turned her body so that it was flush against him as he hugged her.
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