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Darkening of the Light	By : addielogan Category: > Buffy/Spike(William) > Buffy/Spike(William) Views: 6342 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Buffy stopped
suddenly, her continued grip on Spike's hand making him stumble. To his
surprise, she then began to bounce, her face lighting up. "Spike! I know
this house! Xander pointed it out to me once when we were doing a patrol in
this neighborhood!"
"And what's
so great about it, pet?" Spike asked, unable to keep himself from smiling
at the sight of her so excited, despite everything else.
"It's
Principal Snyder's house! He's so mean to me all the time, the little rat-faced
bastard. He's the one who made me do that stupid parent-teacher night thing
that you crashed." Buffy turned to Spike, her eyes wide and pleading.
"Can we kill him? Please?"
"Of course,
pet. I've got no problem with it. Let's go."
Buffy threw her
arms around him. "Thanks! You're the best, you know that? I love killing
with you the most." Her smile grew. "We should go on some sort of�of
spree! We could be like�an undead Bonnie and Clyde!"
Even with the
events of the day before still weighing on him, Spike couldn't help but find
Buffy's joy in her new evil status anything but infectious. Ever since he'd
arrived in Sunnydale, it seemed as if all the fun had been sucked from his
unlife. He longed for the days when he could just cut loose and revel in
bloodshed and destruction like a demon should.
Perhaps with Buffy
he could find that again.
He chuckled.
"I think I'd like that, too."
"But first,
Snyder has to die." Buffy ran up the stairs to the porch, laughing all the
way. Spike bounded up behind her.
She pounded on the
door, her excitement palpable as she waited. Finally, Snyder answered, a scowl
on his face as he tightened the tie on his robe.
"Well, if it
isn't my least favorite delinquent�Buffy Summers." Snyder looked up at
Spike and sneered. "Doesn't surprise me to see you with the likes of him.
What are you doing at my house at this time of night? Did you want me to call
the cops, because I'm going to."
Buffy shook her
head. "Nope. See, Spike and I were about to go vandalize the school, but
we were fresh out of spray paint and wanted to know if you had any," she
said, her eyes wide with uneasy innocence.
Snyder pulled
himself up. "The nerve of you children. I can't� Get in this house right
now and wait while I call the cops. You're going to jail where you belong,
missy."
"Do you want
us both to come in and wait for the cops?" Buffy asked with a pout.
"Yes! Get in
here right this instant. You little hooligans are going to learn a thing or
two."
Snyder stormed
into the house, the two blonds behind him slipping into game face before they
followed.
"That was
freakishly easy," Spike said as he shut the door.
"Yeah, I
know. He's stupid, And he seems to think he's got the power to strike fear in
people's hearts."
Spike tossed his
head back and laughed. "Oh, I love those the most."
Snyder turned. "What
are you two�" He stopped, his face growing pale as he realized what he was
faced with. "You�you're�I know the mayor!"
"I hope you
know God, too, 'cause you're about to meet 'im," Buffy said. She looked
over at Spike. "You know, there's something I really want to try."
"Go for it,
pet."
Buffy punched
Snyder through the chest, managing to break through his skin and ribcage with
her full strength. There, she grabbed out his heart, ripping it from his chest
as she watched his eyes, a look of surprise there before they went lifeless.
Snyder slumped to
the ground and Buffy chuckled, his heart still pulsing for a second in her hand
before it stopped. "Okay, that was just really awesome."
Spike nodded
towards her with his head tilted. "Bite it, sweets."
Buffy did, moaning
at the rush of blood that filled her mouth. "It's like candy!" she
said excitedly.
"Yep. Nothing
better than a fresh heart."
"Here, you
have some, too," Buffy said, handing the heart to Spike. "I wanna do
something."
She dropped down
to her knees in front of Snyder's body, then stuck her thumbnail into his eye
and popped it out. When she did the same thing to the other one, Spike asked,
"What are you doing?"
"He always
said he could see what was going on behind him," Buffy replied as she took
his eyeballs and replaced them in the sockets�only this time facing backwards.
"Now he can!" She laughed with delight at her handiwork.
"Brilliant,
pet," Spike complimented.
"Let's go
through his stuff," Buffy said, hopping back to her feet. "I want to see
what sort of sick stuff he was up to, 'cause I know this man has to have
skeletons in his closet."
She bounded up the
stairs, still laughing as she did. Spike let the heart slide from his hands to
the floor and licked the blood off of his fingers as he followed her up.

*** *** ***
"Okay, I'm a vampire, and I'm disturbed by the amount
of porn he has in here."
Spike's head
peeked around the corner of Snyder's closet door. "Bloody hell. Was he
setting up his own video store?"
"Xander would
be jealous." Buffy shrugged. "Or at least he would be if I hadn't
killed him."
"So you offed your mates, then?" Spike asked.
"Only him. I
tried to get Willow, but she figured out what
was up and chased me off with a cross."
"Are you
going to go after again later?"
"Maybe."
Buffy's nose wrinkled. "Most of this is slutty cheerleader stuff. No
wonder that man was a high school principal. Ew."
"So no
burning need to go after the people you knew in life?" Spike asked,
obviously more into this topic than Buffy. While, upon his turning, he'd felt
compelled to wreak vengeance on those who had wronged him, he hadn't wanted to
hurt the people he'd cared about. From what he'd heard, that was highly
irregular for vampires, and he wondered if Buffy was the same way. If she was,
then maybe he wasn't as strange as he'd thought, and something about sharing a
trait like that with his new paramour was comforting.
"Not
particularly. I probably wouldn't have bothered with Xander, but Angelus was
pushing for me to kill my mom, and I wanted to distract him." She wrinkled
her nose as she flipped to a new page in the magazine she was perusing.
"Okay, that is a seriously disturbing thing to do with a pom-pom."
"You don't
want to kill your mum?" Spike asked, surprised.
"No."
Buffy shrugged. "The thought just doesn't really thrill me that much. I
don't really want to kill Giles either." At the next page, she rolled her
eyes. "Oh please. I am so bendier than
her."
Spike knelt beside
her and stroked her hair. "Does part of you still love them?"
Buffy stiffened.
"Vampires don't love, Spike."
"Pet, I've
been a vampire a little longer than you, so I think I can speak for our kind
better than you can. Some of us can love. It may be a different sort of love
than what humans are used to, but we still can. I loved Drusilla. And�" He
paused for a moment and swallowed. "I loved my mum, after I was
turned."
Finally, Buffy's
attention was away from the magazine and on Spike. "You�you did?"
"Sure.
Angelus was just one type of vampire. He was a bastard when he was alive, and
he was a bastard when he was dead. But vampires like us, we're different, yeah?
We can be evil and still care, at least a little bit."
Buffy smiled at
him, her expression softer now than the evil one she'd worn so frequently over
the past couple of days. "So�does that mean you care about me?"
Her eyes were so
wide, so welcoming�how could he not?
"Yeah, baby. I do."
In a move that
surprised him, Buffy threw her arms around him. "I care about you, too. I
thought it was kind of weird, 'cause we're vampires, and when I wasn't, you
were my enemy and stuff, but I like being with you and you make me happy, so if
you say vampires can care a little, then maybe it's okay."
Spike returned her
embrace. "Yeah, it's okay." He pulled back and cupped her chin.
"But be careful who you show it to, pet. Some might see it as
weakness."
"I'm not
weak," Buffy replied, her back suddenly growing stiff again.
"No, you're
not. But vampires, we're predators�always looking for an in, yeah? But I know
what you're feeling, and I know it doesn't mean you can be anything but a Big
Bad." He winked.
"I'm gonna
be," Buffy said. "I've never felt this free in my life, and I'm going
to relish it�do everything my evil little heart desires."
Spike smiled.
"That's my girl."
As Buffy smiled
back, Spike couldn't help but feel disloyal to Drusilla. Never in all their
years together had they had a moment quite like this one�yet Dru had never felt
love the way he did. Granted, she'd retained some of her capacity to love, but
never the way Spike himself had, even if he'd tried so hard to convince himself
she could truly reciprocate his feelings.
But Buffy� Could
she be different? Could the loss of his sire somehow be a blessing in
disguise�his chance to finally know the sort of love he'd craved for well over
a century?
His unbeating
heart clenched with hope. This tiny blonde could be the answer to his, well,
not exactly prayers, but what he was
looking for nonetheless.
Earlier, she'd
said they could be like an "undead Bonnie and Clyde," and Spike found
himself wanting that more than anything. The thoughts alone of what they could
do together were enough to make him tremble.
"Sun's going
to be up soon, kitten," he said, kissing her forehead. "We should be
finding ourselves a place to bunk for the day."
"Can we put
Snyder in an embarrassing position before we leave?" Buffy asked.
Spike chuckled.
"Of course, pigeon."

*** *** ***
She ran through
the graveyard, laughing, and Spike couldn't help but give chase. It had been a
long time since he'd felt this carefree, not since before that mob in Prague.
Being with Buffy
was like finding a part of himself again.
As much as he
hated to even think it, losing Drusilla had been, in some ways, a relief.
Recently, things hadn't been with her like they'd once been, and in all
honesty, he didn't think they could ever go back, not after the way she'd
treated him. He knew there was no question about whether or not he would've
forgiven her, but even if Angelus had wandered out of the picture again, things
never would've been the same.
But now, it was
like getting a fresh start. Buffy was beginning her existence as a vampire, and
tonight had been like getting to see it all through her eyes. It was all fresh
to her, all new, and she had reveled in every sensation. Seeing the look on her
face when she sank her fangs into Snyder's heart was something Spike wouldn't
trade for the world.
Still, Spike had
never really played the roll of sire before. His only attempt at turning
someone other than a minion had met with disastrous results, and since then,
he'd made no childer.
He stopped short,
something catching his eye. "Pet! How about over here?"
Buffy halted,
turned, and came to Spike's side. "Cozy little crypt for two?" she
said, wrapping herself around him.
"That's what
I'm thinking." Spike replied with a smile. "Wanna go in and check it
out?"
Buffy nodded
enthusiastically, and Spike led her in, his hand linked with hers.
"A couple
rugs, some throw pillows, it could be homey," Buffy said, looking around
the dusty crypt in approval.
"We can fix
it up later. Right now�"
Before Spike could
finish his sentence, Buffy had tackled him to the ground. Without another word,
he grabbed her face and kissed her hard.

*** *** ***
I don't know why
people assumed the last chapter was the end. If it was the end, I'd say so�I
didn't; it wasn't. Remember all those warnings of angst at the beginning? Trust
me, those were for more than the little bit of angst I've had in here so far.
This story was not all about Buffy getting rid of Angelus. Honestly, he wasn't
even ever meant to be the focus of it. I have something else entirely planned.
So sit tight, and I'll let you know when I've reached the end.
Please review and
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