Look Who's Back? (Spike/open)

[yolanda7h]

Angelus could still taste the warm blood in his mouth as he approached Spike's crypt. That kill sure lifted his spirits. It amazed Angelus still how easy it was to find some poor girl walking alone at night, assuring herself that she was safe. Oh well, more food for him. After the night he had, he needed the uplift. Xander might still be alive, and that possibility just put a downer to his very eventful night. What use was all of that when he couldn't get Buffy shaking in her boots due to losing a friend? Sloppy, sloppy work Angelus. You got to do better.

Angelus knew he'd have a chance. Besides, it was his first night back. Gotta get his feet wet first. In the meantime, he needed to visit an old friend.

He got to the door and opened it with out invite. "William, look who's back!" He said as he looked around the place. "Wow! I leave for a minute and this is where big bad Spikey is making his stay? Impressive." He moved inside. "Not bad though. But I'll stick with my mansion." He paused. "Missed me?" He grinned mischievously.

[dustedvampire2]

Spike started off the couch. He wasn't expecting visitors tonight, well none that didn't have slayer in their name.

"Ah bloody hell" Spike cussed when he saw who his guest was. "What do you want, Angel?" That name rolled roughly off his tounge. It didn't sound right, it gave him chills.

He stared at Angelus intently. There was something different about him, in the way he spoke, in the way he stood there in front of him. "Angelus?" He asked, although he already knew the answer as the name rolled more eaisly off the tongue.

Spike let out a laughed, a laugh of delight but also hate. He was glad to Angelus again, but he wasn't. "Oh how I missed you Angelus" his laugh rumbled, he wasn't going to dare to hug him, well not if he want to ripped to pieces.

"Leave the place alone, it has.....Character" he defended his crypt.

[yolanda7h]

Angelus stood with a smirk on his face and waited until Spike gained sense enough to figure out that he wasn't Angel. God, he hated being called that. "Yeah. Angel has left the building," He said darkly as he approached the couch. He ran his hand over the back of it as Spike tried to defend his place. He looked up and smiled. "Really? Where?" He laughed a bit.

"So...tell me, Spike. You live close to the slayer...from my understanding she protrols...right outside your door in the graveyard." His smile lingered. "Retired from the slayer killing business, mm? What happened Spike? Don't tell me you're in cahoots with the scooby gang now."

[dustedvampire2]

Spike rolled his eyes at Angelus' failed atempt to find character in his place, he decided to just ignore it.

He didn't however ignore the next comment Angelus made. "I'm not in cahoots with the Scooby Gang, I would stake myself before that would happen" his voice went up an octave as he tried to defend himself.

He turned away, trying to avoid eye contact with Angelus. Sure he was in cahoots with the Slayer, but not for the reason he thinks. "When you left" he began, "I kidnapped that red head friend of hers, and that wanker Xander, and I promised the slayer that I wouldn't kill them if she left me alone in exchange for Dru. Angel was there."

"Oh and I've tried to kill her, believe me. She's scared of me now" he quickly added.

[yolanda7h]

Angelus snickered as he invited himself onto Spike's couch. Spreading his arms on the back of it he looked at his vampire kin. William. Good ol' William. He never ceased to entertain him. He didn't know what it was about Spike that made Angelus want to tease him so much, but it's been going on for more than a century so Angelus was inclined to continue.

"Spike, Spike, Spike. I know what happened," He laughed. "Just because I've been trapped under that soul doesn't mean I have amnesia. Though," He shivered dramatically at memories of Angel kissing and loving the slayer. "...I definitely wish I did." He shook his head. "Point is, while I was gone your attempts at trying were nothing but jokes. Funny 'ha-ha' kind of jokes. And you know what else is funny, Spikey boy? Buffy is far from scared of you. Honestly...I don't think she takes a moment out of her busy schedule to even think about your existance." He rolled his eyes and then sighed in mock disappointment. "Looks like William the Bloody has turned into William the Softy. Unfortunate. But--" He sat up in his seat and turned to him, smiling. "Got good news. That wanker Xander you are so fond of is as good as dead now. I managed to do a job that you couldn't, how about that? And while Buffy is crying over her friend's casket, she won't even know what hit her. Its a beautiful thing." His eyes grew dark and mischievous. "So what do you say, Spikey? Want in? It'll be just like the good old days. And it'll start with killing the slayer."

[dustedvampire2]

"She is so scared of me" Spike mumbled under his breath, as he went and sat by Angelus on the couch.

"Why is it that everytime your here, Angelus, you must tease me?" He complained. "It may be fun for you, but it ain't for me."

Spike smiled when Angelus said that Xander was dead. "You killed one of the slayerettes?" He laughed, "congrats, that will certaintly make the slayer vunerable, an easy target" Spike thought for a moment.

Another smile spread across his face, "I'm in."

[yolanda7h]

"Well then its settled," he stood up, suddenly feeling in a really good mood. It was time to finally have some fun. He's waited a lot of years for this. Pacing, he rubbed his hands together.

"You know what I'm liking the sound of right about now? That red headed girl, the slayer's friend, Willow. She's a fiery one isn't she. If she wasn't so socially awkward I might say she was actually a bit cute." He grinned. His voice went dark. "But you know, I would love to hear her scream. Torturing that one would make my day. Or..." He picked up a shot glass Spike had laying around on the table and looke at it, spinning it around between his fingers. "...I'll try my fun with Giles again before I get to the red-head," He laughed and turned to Spike. "Pick off the slayer's friends one by one until she realizes...she has no one left to fight for. It'll be a massacre. Haven't had one of those in a while either."

He put the glass down. "No time like the present, eh spikey boy? If only to make up for lost time..." A sinister grin spread across his face.

[spaz]

The world was spinning. Or was she spinning and the world standing still? There was spinning in any case. Drusilla moved slowly, the movement appearing languid, really she couldn't move faster if she had tried. The vampiress was weak again, and all because of a grubby little warlock.

She had been in Mexico, maybe. Someplace hot with dark people, a cave outside a village that smelled of sweat and donkeys. Slinking silently through the night, Drusilla and eaten her fill, it wasn't ideal, but the other vampires made her head hurt so. Not at all like her Angelus or her Spike.

Then the warlock came. He had tracked her down and used his dreadful magicks on her. It made her arms and legs feel like eyeball jelly all over. She was so very cross, she spun his head round and round until it popped off like a champagne cork and then she felt much better.

But the trees had whispered. Whispered naughty, evil things to her that made her smile. Daddy was back, they said. So she had begun to journey upwards, following a pull that held her just above the stomach. And now she was here, so close. Had to find Daddy, he'd been ever so bad, but he was better now. He would smell of her like Spike had. He would kill the girl for her and then they would be a happy family again.

Voices. Drusilla drifted towards them until she stood at the entrance of a crypt that smelled of her former lover. He and Angelus were speaking, just like old times.

"Angelus? I've traveled ever so long to see you. The trees told me, you see," she smiled wickedly, "told me all sort of naughty things. And then the fishes that swim in the lines of moi brain wouldn't leave me be until I came."

She frowned at a hand as she raised it limply. "The nasty magic man took away all moi bones. Will you put them back for me?"

[yolanda7h]

Angelus turned his head towards the door, feeling a definite presence. Could it? The sight made his already good mood even better. His grin turned into a smile.

"Dru..." he said approaching her. The familiar ramblings of the saintly girl he sired was music to his ears. His eternal masterpiece. His Drusilla. This would be just like old times. Things were finally back to normal.

He took her hand and kissed it, keeping a devilish eye on her. "Everything will be alright," he told her. He hadn't heard of this magic man but he could definitely tell something was wrong. "Now, now, dru," he put a hand on her back and lead her further inside, and then slipped his hands around her slim waist, looking mischievously at Spike.

"I'll help to make it better, I promise,"

[dustedvampire2]

(OOC- His Angelus' Drusilla? Pfft lol)

"Willow would be quite appetising, afterall since you've been gone she's been practising the magicks and has become really powerful. She would be really filling." Spike's stomach rumbled at the thought of feeding off her.

"So how do we get her away from the slayer so we can get her?" He asked, luckily for Spike that Angelus was back and he didn't have to do all the thinking.

Before Spike could receive his answer, and familiar voice rang through his ears. "Dru?" He turned to her. She looked awful, like she hasn't fed for days. Spike's natural instincts kicked in, like in the good ol' days when he was always taking care of Drusilla.

He walked up to her, wrapped his arms around her shoulders and dragged her further inside and sat her on the couch. "Now Dru, my sweet. Tell me everything. What's wrong? And who is the magic man?"

[spaz]

Drusilla leaned against Angelus for a moment before Spike whirled her away and sat her down on the couch. Just like the old days, both her men here for her. "Spike?" Drusilla asked dazed. Here he was, her Spikey, For over two centuries they had terrorized nations and excited fear and hatred into mortals together. But now there was something wrong. She shook her head and whined, trying feebly to push him away.

"No no nonono no!" She exclaimed her eyes feverishly bright, "You smell loike her. I can feel it!"

She whimpered and curled into herself. She hated the Slayer for taking Spike away from her. She took everything away. Angelus, Spike, Sunnydale. They were all supposed to be hers. And she was troubled too, troubled by the fact that she couldn't see the Slayer.

In the stream of racing thoughts, flashing images that made little sense, when she sought after the slayer she found only black. It scared her. Nothing was supposed to scare Drusilla.

"I'm a princess, I'm a princess.." she muttered as she rocked back and forth.

[yolanda7h]

Angelus let Spike whisk Dru away to sit her on the couch, he watched the two, arms crossed over his chest, interested to hear her story as well. Suddenly Dru pushed Spike away due to his stench of the slayer. Many things that came out of Dru's mouth did not make much sense, but this did. The slayer, the slayer who loved his non-existent soul.

"Shh, shh," Angelus hushed her. He bent down in front of her, his dark eyes looking up at her under his low brow. "Don't worry, Dru." his voice was low and dark. "We'll take care of the slayer." He paused. "In fact, I've made up my mind. The witch will be fun to torture, right Spikey Boy? Once all her friends are gone, playing with the slayer might not be so fun anymore." He stood and snickered a bit. "I mean she didn't even put up a fight when a drank that Xander kid. Pathetic really..."

[dustedvampire2]

What Drusilla did next, Spike was not at all expecting. She pushed him away, like she didn't enjoy the touch Spike provided anymore. It hurt Spike, the feeling of not being wanted was painful, although he wasn't game enough to admit it.

This always seemed to happen when Angelus was around. Drusilla didn't need him, she had him. The thought repulsed him.

"Dru?" Spike whimpered, and was about to go and try to help her once again, but Angelus had begun to comfort her. There it was again....The feeling of not being wanted.

It took him a bit to respond to Angelus, "oh yeah. The witch will be tonnes of fun to torture. And it will leave the slayer vulnerable, easy prey." Spike rubbed his hands together as he schemed.

"I've been thinking, Xander, are you sure you killed him?" He asked, "I mean Buffy could have gotten him to a hospital in the nick of time."