Coming Back | By : Vulnerable Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > Slash - Male/Male > Spike(William)/Xander > Spike(William)/Xander Views: 6867 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A/N: Thanks for reviewing
anubiset: Glad your liking it. This one is a little longer then last chapter.
The plan was simple, all they had to do was prepare themselves. Magic was one thing to sort out, using Giles and Willow, they’d cast spells to make the Initiative’s attack a lot less affective then it would have been. Good thing they had Riley around to ‘help’ with some information.
Riley had been very forthcoming with vital information about the Initiative weapons and very important attack strategies, such as throwing gas before they took out anyone inside buildings. It disorientated their targets and then the Initiative in gasmasks would come in and take them down, so there was a spell for that as well. It was a wind spell, allowing the gas to be blown back in the face of their attackers. This would allow the gas to not be breathed in by them before they got attacked and also to disorient the Initiative instead of themselves.
Another use for magic would be putting up a ward around the house, which would prevent the Initiative from using their electrical weapons, leaving the only option, hand to hand fighting. The Scoobies didn’t think they had a problem when it came to hand to hand combat because they had swords, axes etc. to add to it, but the only thing on hand for the Initiative would be small knives and useless weapons to help them.
Spike looked at all the goings on around him. Riley was now tied to one of the wooden chairs Giles had lying around, it was by order of the Slayer and it kept him out the way while they sorted everything out. Giles and Willow were huddled by a table looking over books and spell ingredients and Buffy was going through a weapons chest. Then he spotted Xander walking towards him with a smile on his face.
Spike wrapped an arm around Xander’s waist and pulled him close as Xander spoke. ‘We’re nearly sorted. A bit more magic and it’ll all be done.’
‘I’m not sure about all this mojo luv.’ he said. ‘I’ve never liked it, but why does there need to be so much of it?’ he started to speak louder, making sure everyone could hear. ‘I mean what’s wrong with good old traps?’
‘Oh really. And what do you suggest Spike?’ Buffy cut in mockingly
‘Well, what’s wrong with good old trip wire. Placed over there by the front door and one round the back just in case.’ he retorted smugly, knowing the others would listen to his suggestion, it was good and he knew it.
‘Yes, that would be very productive, especially in conjunction with the gas that will be blown at them.’ Giles added in. ‘Spike could you sort that out now then. I have some fishing wire in one of my cupboards over there.’ he said distractedly, pointing to the mentioned cupboard, which was in the corner of the room as he continued to read a spell book.
Spike gave Buffy a smirk as he walked off to start making up the trip wire.
In a cell sat Drusilla slowly rocking back and forth, mumbling incoherently to herself. From out of her cell other demons could be seen pacing up and down their cells, some had even tried to break down the front wall until they’d realised it electrocuted anyone it touched.
All of a sudden faint whining could be heard from the cage next to her.
‘Puppy? Oh, poor Puppy. Those mean green men hurt you.’ Oz started whining softly again interspersed with some deep faint growls. ‘I know Puppy, but you did your best.’
Oz had turned into his were-form almost as soon as they were attacked by the soldiers. He had snarled and growled as he bit and tore at any that came near him and Dru. Their blood splattered over the house and coated his fur, which had now left it crusted over. Oz actually seemed to be winning against his opponents and so was Dru who was doing just as much growling as Oz, that was until they had both been shocked by the soldiers. Their bodies quivered and they dropped to the floor convulsing.
Dru had woken up in a cell, Oz on an examination table and there he had been experimented on. They had injected him with different liquids, using a silver needle, trying to see what he could withstand. They then cut him up seeing if he could heal them, the deeper ones they had done were, slowly. He felt filthy after what they had put him through and now he couldn’t even change back because of his nervousness and the pain he felt. He didn’t know what to do so he just kept whining, which was slowly tapering off thanks to Dru’s comforting crooning.
In another section of the Initiative base, the soldiers, like the Scobbies, were also setting up for an attack. There seemed to be a hundred soldiers waiting for their orders as Professor Maggie Walsh talked some more to Graham Miller about his mission.
‘Still no reply from Agent Finn?’ Professor Walsh asked. Still looking over information showing on her computer screen as well as looking over security footage of the recently captured hostiles. They really needed to examine that insane vampire, she would be great for research into vampire neurology, maybe later. She stopped her musings as she heard Miller respond.
‘No ma’am. Nothing. Should we resume with the planned mission?’ she finally looked up at the soldier as she shut down her computer. She had on her most grim face, but it couldn’t hide the callousness in her eyes.
‘Yes. We will also have to assume that Agent Finn has either, been captured by the targets or has rebelled against us, but either way he should now be considered a traitor and treated accordingly.’
‘Terminated?’ Graham asked, a coldness apparent in his voice.
‘Yes.’ she replied as she moved from around the back of her desk and out of her office to address the soldiers. He followed her and stood by her side as she began to talk.
‘Listen men, we have a defector in one Riley Finn, so he is now considered dangerous, don’t hold back. That means terminate on site, no hesitation.’ She turned to the main computer behind her and clicked some of the keys on the keyboard, 2 pictures came up. It was Spike and Xander, but the pictures weren’t that good. It was night and they were in the middle of a fight, faces turned just so, so that they could be partly seen. ‘It seems that we now have two more hostiles to contend with, alongside the three people we were going to take down, so be warned.’ she pressed a few more keys and other faces appeared, it was Buffy, Giles and Willow sitting and talking to each other at Giles‘ house. ‘Now we will break into two teams, one for the back and the other for the front and be careful, they should be . . . . .’ she carried on talking them through the plan of attack, knowing her boys would make her proud. This was all coming together and she would have herself a slayer if it was the last thing she did.
Back at Giles’ house Spike had put some more ideas to use, but these were meant to injure badly, very badly any Initiative soldiers that got past the wire. He had glued rows of 6 inch nails to the floor in the back room of the house near the back door. This would either pierce any soldiers that fell onto them from being tripped by the wire or hopefully stab straight into their boots once the trip wire was figured out. It would take down a lot of the Initiative’s soldiers.
However Buffy was already questioning his ‘death traps’ as she called them.
‘Spike! What the hell are you doing? These could kill them.’ she said pointing the last row of nails he was gluing on the floor near the front door.
‘It’s either us or them Slayer. And I’m hoping more for their bloody corpses then my pile of ash.’ he sneered back at her.
‘They’re human Spike, I don’t kill . . . .’ Buffy was cut off by Riley getting over the throbbing pain that coursed through him to add in his opinion.
‘Buffy, Spike’s right.’ Buffy turned to scowl at Riley, while Spike just smirked at Riley’s admission. ‘The Initiative are trained soldiers. If we are given an order to terminate individuals, we terminate. No pausing, no changing of our minds at all. They will all be completely determined to carry out their orders anyway possible. You are all nothing but an assignment to them.’ he stopped speaking and looked at the shocked faces of all those around him, except for Xander and Spike, who he knew understood completely. Riley tried to relax back into the uncomfortable chair, his hand still throbbing from the pain.
‘It’s a kill or be killed world out there slayer. Which one you want?’ Spike asked firmly.
‘You got anymore tricks up your sleeve Spike?’ he nodded as a grin spread on his face, knowing immediately which way she was going. ‘Might as well get on with it then. If we’re going to survive.’
For the upcoming battle, Riley was moved upstairs to sleep off the pain with help from some pain medicine. Tables and chairs were pushed to the back of the room to use as fort/shield covering for themselves. Spells were perfected and traps were set up. They were all prepared for what was going down later, all they needed to do now was sit and wait.
A/N: Much longer chapter next time, the fight is on.
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