III. Would you do that again (please) ?

Spike watched her as she walked around behind the iron bars. He sniffed the air and caught her scent. Watched how restless she got when she came aware of him, just like an animal, feeling danger. She wore one of Dru's long skirts and a matching blouse. Dru had done her hair too, so she looked almost like a creature from his early vampire childhood. Memories.. he smiled...
Watching her neck made him feel hungry. It seemed so white in the half dark room, almost as if it was glowing. It would have looked good with scarlet stains. But then again, she kept Drusilla busy, kept her off his back. Dru really enjoyed her new pet. Keeping her was the best thing that had happened to him since they settled in these stupid woods. The new pets entry had given him some time to think, at last. Some peace and quiet, without Dru's demanding voice surrounding him every minute of the night. But it also gave him time to get bored. That's why he amused himself with watching this creature as she walked around in her cage. Watching human destruction usually gave him great pleasure. And she seemed to be headed right toward the edge. But something told him that things weren't necessarily be as they seemed in this case. He could feel that she kept something from him, from them. This woman wasn't destroyed, not yet.
Victoria looked away from Spike. Couldn't let him see her expression. The power to do so came from her decision to survive, no matter what. This undead, bloodsucking creature, lower than rats, wouldn't break her down. She wouldn't let them.
Bloodsucking warts on the face of the earth. Aliens. Unnatural, disgusting beings. She belonged to the race who inherited the world, they didn't. They were strangers, intruders on her earth. She nursed her hate with a glowing passion. They would never break her down. She would never let the fire inside burn out. She would feed it constantly. And if she was going to die here. She would do it as a whole person, not as a shadow of the woman she had been!
"Are you enjoying your self pet?"
He suddenly appeared besides her, only the bars between them kept them separated.
"I am." She answered coldly, without feeling. He watched her silently, making her nervous.
"Look at me!"
She turned her head to look at him. She hadn't this close to him since the first night and her heart was beating fast and hard. He seemed so secure, so dominant. And manly.
"What do you think? Am I man enough for you?"
Did he read minds? "You forget, you're not a man."
"But I look like one, don't I? So what do you think? Do you think I would do?"
"I'm sorry, that's not something I would consider as an option."
"Females usually find me attractive." He thought about Dru, lying there in their bed, looking over his shoulder with a bored expression on her face, while he worked his ass off trying to get some response from her cold, stiff body. "It must be my sweet personality, don't you think? Or the way I treat them, with love and deep respect." She swallowed. What the hell did he want? Humiliate her?
"Sorry pet, not today. I have to figure out how to get Dru to come with me when I leave. But tomorrow maybe, if I can find time."
Why had he said that? He couldn't believe himself. He had Dru. No other woman had even tempted him for a century. But then again, Dru had never been so unwilling to share her gifts either. The fire she could create was not possible to describe. She was a volcano. Well, a rather burned out one at the moment, but anyway. The pet was the only other woman in the house. That had to be the explanation. And she was so damn vulnerable... Oh, yes, and she made him feel more masculine than Dru had done in months. "Pathetic", he whispered to himself. He should never even thought about "it", now that he had, the thought were impossible to get out of his head.
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Having tea with her mistress and feeling almost guilty for some reason. Why? Because the mad princess's male had harassed her? 'Maybe you felt something?' A voice whispered inside her head, making her feel like throwing up. 'I don't think so!' She answered it.
"Would you help me with these naughty children , please? Victoria!" Dru smacked the dolls hands with a spoon. "Naughty, naughty, naughty! Don't you ever answer mummy like that!"
Victoria picked up her own spoon and started to punish another bad daughter. Whatever Dru said, as long as it kept her happy. As long as it kept HER alive!
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"Dru hasn't always been like this. She nearly died when we were in Prague." He couldn't believe that he was actually having a conversation with a human, on the other hand, she WAS the only other reasonable creature in this madhouse. "I strangled them of course. They wanted to burn her, like in good old bloody dark ages. Not that I'm so old. But I've met people who were young at that time."
Victoria suddenly got interested. The reporter inside of her smelled that something exciting was about to be revealed. "How does it feel to experience so many different decades? To see the reality change?"
"Oh, it doesn't change much for us, you know. Hunt, eat , hunt, eat, and maybe some good violence in between."
"But...your lives seems to contain much more than just feeding. Drusilla's world is a rich one, even if she's not much in touch with reality." Oh, she was a bright one. "There are certain differences between vampires too, some of us are blessed, if I can use that word, with more...should I say...noble demons than others, or maybe it all depends on who you were before the turning. I'm not quite sure about that. Personally I don't feel much different today than I did as a twenty year old human male." "Do you ever think of it? How it was like to be alive?"
"Not much, you know, I already got enough with this hunting, eating, hunting thing. Besides I feel pretty much alive. And I like being alive. With a little luck I'll stay alive for a couple of more decades. If I ever got to solve this thing with Dru, that is." "Moral?"
"Does a wolf, or a tiger make excuses for what it takes?"
"But they are natural creatures, you are..."
"Demons. Right? Who decided they were unnatural anyway? I'm not a very wise man, I have to admit. But as far as I know demons ruled this world before you children were even a recipe in the makers kitchen." He smiled wickedly at her through the bars and then sat down on the floor in front of her with his arms around his knees. Victoria sat on the inside, feeling strangely secure in her cage.
"I would say we in fact ARE alive, just in another way than you guys." "Do you feel that you are worth more than a human?"
"Absolutely!"
"But you have been a human being yourself, how can you ignore that?" His eyes turned cold. "I'm not ignoring it! I'm just happy I got out of it. Alive! God why am I wasting my time chatting with you anyway?"
She started to sweat, she had to calm him down. She was perfectly aware that he could break her neck with a snap in just a few seconds. Surprisingly, he had done that to one of the Jacks yesterday, when he was in a bad mood. Right in front of her eyes. Just broke it! The worse thing was that the same Jack was back on duty the morning after, with a collar to keep his head straight, but still... alive. Serving her breakfast as usual. (strange meat, tasted like ham, but didn't look like it...)
"I didn't think you had a sex life." she said before thinking.
He laughed and it was not a very pleasant sound. "Oh, so you didn't! I'll tell you one thing! You haven't tried anything until you've tried a undead."
"But what's the use, if you can't have offspring, I mean." She realized the mistake before he spoke.
"You really are a curious one, aren't you? I don't know, is that good enough for you?" She nodded. God, he looked dangerous. "Do you sweat?" She asked quickly, to redirect his mind. His eyes had gotten a yellow glow, and she didn't like it at all. After all he was a predator, created to kill people like her. But it worked. The blue color was back. He got up and came closer.
"Smell it!" He reached out his hand. He had a strange expression in his face and she couldn't figure it out. She sniffed his hand and got a surprise. It smelled like vegetation. Like fresh cut grass or wet leaves.
"Taste it." His voice was low, demanding.
Her tongue touched his skin almost against her will. Touched and then licked. He smiled. His eyes burning into hers.
'Salty, all right, he could probably sweat.' She suddenly felt so weak, like his closeness was overwhelming her in a way. And the smell and the taste of his skin made it tickle where it shouldn't.
"Did you like it, luv?" he whispered. "Would you like me to come inside with you?" She let go of his hand and took a few steps backwards. Her heart hammered in her chest and the air was thick and filled with tension.
He smiled a knowing smile then turned and walked out of the room.
She sank down on the floor, shaky and warm.
*************
Playing with Dru. Caught in a fantasy. About him. Couldn't concentrate on their game. Drank blood without thinking. Hadn't slept, had not eaten. Her eyes felt like thy were filled with sand.
When he entered the room it was like a lightning bolt. She couldn't make herself look straight at him. She looked at his feet, his arms, anywhere but his face. She couldn't. She was afraid to meet his eyes. His laughing, knowing eyes.
He spoke to Drusilla. "Feeling better today are we?"
"My babies won't cry any more?"
"Maybe you smacked them too hard?"
"They were my children. I didn't want them to die, but I got hungry!"
"You sure did, luv." Spike turned his attention to the other woman in the room. "And Victoria, my precious pet, how are we feeling today?"
(…..)
"Not lost our voice, have we?"
"No..."
"Good!"
And then he left.
He came back the next day and woke her up. She could tell he was furious. "And then she called me her son. Like I were her real son, not in a vampire way, but her actual son! Is that love? Is that respect? How am I ever gonna get her to go with me to this local Hellmouth, so she can recover. Have you seen how skinny and pale she is? She's so weak she can hardly lift her bloody teacup..."
Victoria had been up all night thinking. He had done it. Caught her naked and spotted her desire. Her dignity was ruined. And so was her self respect. She felt bitter and disappointed in herself for lusting for this creature. She intentionally crossed the line this time. She had no desire but death and knew what it took to make him turn his anger against her.
She swallowed hard and then she jumped. "Dru's pet!" She had nothing more to loose!
"What did you say?"
"I said: Dru's Pet!"
He got it right. His face changed and he snarled at her. "Don't, you dare, stupid woman."
The door to the cage flew open and there he was. His eyes shiny yellow, and his fangs sharp and bright white. He held her head between his hands bending it over as he spoke. "You had your ticket to survival, you fool, why didn't you use it?"
"You took what I had left of pride, I'll rather die."
"And so you will..."
He leaned over her and she closed her eyes, waiting to feel the sharp fangs against her skin…. But it didn't happen. He stopped and didn't move. They froze in that position for several seconds. Then she suddenly felt soft lips touching her sensitive skin. His tongue was touching and tasting her neck. His hands moved, stroking her hair, caressing her back. His mouth kept exploring her shoulders and neck, and she felt weak, very weak. Without really noticing, she moved her hands and began to touch him. His face was human again. She felt his shoulders through his shirt. His strong arms holding her. She took his head between her hands and found his mouth with hers. their tongues played with each other in a long, deep kiss. She managed to remove her blouse herself, still holding on to him with her lips. The rest he almost ripped of her. She felt his erection against her hip. She felt feverish and blurry. She helped him to remove his pants and pull the shirt over his head. His eyes never left her, his hands never stopped touching her. They battled slowly on the floor, moaning. His hands were between her legs, hers between his, fingertips circling on his chest, drawing his muscles. His mouth sucking her breasts, making her shiver. He was being gentle with her, but not tender. His need was as big as hers. It made their love making pure. They had different reasons but their answers were the same. They filled each others empty spaces.
When he entered her, she was already about to loose control. She could hear herself scream out her pleasure. He kissed her, held her and made her move with him.
"Yes baby, that's right.."
"I can't do any more!"
"Yes, you can."
Moving, caressing her breasts, both sweating.
"Hold on, luv!"
"I'm there now.."
"So am I!"
When he came his face changed. She felt the fear under her skin, while her body was still drifting after her orgasm.
"Baby...I wont hurt you…" And then his cold fluid filled her warm insides.
*************
She got addicted to him. Couldn't breath, couldn't move without picturing him by her side. He spent most of the days with her while Dru and the Jacks were sleeping. They were both red eyed and sleepy at night, but neither of them were able to deny the fever that rushed through their bodies every time they came close to each other. And their obsession for each other only grew.
"Why don't you let me go?" She once asked him.
"I want to have you." He answered.
Then she asked him, "Why don't you turn me?"
"Hell no, it wouldn't be fun if I were your sire. Then you would HAVE to do this. Now you want to."
"It pleases you?"
"I love it."
They never spoke of Dru. But Victoria could spot a significant change in his attitude towards Dru. He cared less.
**************
He was lying on top of her, naked. They had just finished their third round this day, when Drusilla suddenly filled the door frame. Spike hardly gave her a glance. "Hello sweetie. Early up today?" Then he turned his head resting it on Victoria's shoulder. But Victoria saw. She saw that Drusilla's eyes were no longer filled with confusion and shadows. She saw that they were crystal clear and filled with pure sanity. Drusilla had returned to her right mind and she was not very happy with her pet.
*****

IV. Bloody hell!

Dru wore her tight black and red dress, the one with the roses on the chest. He should have known when he saw it. That she was back. No more virgin white, no more laces, for now...
"Drusilla, I..."
"Played with my pet! So I noticed."
"You must understand, you have been very ill, for a long time."
"Poor thing, did you get lonely?" She raked her fingers down his cheeks, leaving bleeding marks. "Mummy shouldn't have left you."
"You're not mad at me then?"
"Course I am, I'm your mummy and you have been bad."
"You want to punish me then?" He smiled hopefully at her, eyes twinkling. She was so beautiful, his dame, his muse.
She put her arms around him and licked his neck. "My love, you've been waiting for so long."
"Where have you been Dru? I thought I'd lost you."
"I was far away, sleeping, dreaming dark dreams...I was laying in a black birds nest and it nursed my soul with songs about demons." She kissed him. "And the Hellmouth called my name, made me fall deeper. A master has lost his eternity at its gate. There's a threat..."
"A master?"
"Yes, one of the old ones. He fell of his throne. There's a little wicked princess there and she is surrounded by shadows."
"Is that the reason you were gone for so long?"
"Stupid Dru moved in to my head and wouldn't go away. I was so weak..."
"I thought I'd lost you."
"Hush luv, everything will be fine now. I promise. Mummy won't leave you again."
She bit his shoulders, sucked the blood of his skin. "Have you missed me?"
"More than words, Dru, more than words can say."
He closed his eyes, gave himself over to the wonderful pain. He felt her hair on his chest, her greedy mouth, her tongue playing on his skin. "This princess, who is she?" Dru suddenly stopped what she was doing. "She'll cross my path in a disturbing way, and..."
"What?"
"Its got something to do with Angelus."
His half smile froze. "Still dreaming of him, are you?"
"You mean literary?"
"No! You want him don't you?"
"Like you wanted her?"
"Who?"
"The human girl in the cage."
"Dru...I missed you!"
Her face got the sweetest expression. "You don't love her then?"
"Hell no! She's just a human. She's nothing like you Dru, not like you at all, my precious goddess of bleeding evil..."
He kissed her arm, stroked her hair, inhaled her scent. His Drusilla. She knew him again, she was with him. No more tea, no more being Anna, no more bloody dark knight with the heart of a dragon. His killer queen was back with him. The only madness left in her was the dark one. The one he loved. Her visions, her evil innocence... it turned him on, made him crazy with lust. And this time she would respond, he knew it. She'd take him to her personal hell, make him scream with pain, lust and love. Boil his blood, cut his heart. Set him on fire, like she always did. Dru was back all right!
"Die inside of me." She invited.
And he prepared for death.
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"You shouldn't have played with mummy's toys." Dark and dangerous voice. "I should have killed you at once, but you deserve something worse. You'll beg before I suck your little body dry." Her long fingernails scratched the air between them.
Victoria cleared her throat. "What could I do? He would have killed me if I said no!" "I heard you!" Drusilla's voice hit her nerves with every single word. "I heard you cry for my baby to have you. I heard your pleasure through the walls. At first I thought you were my mummy and daddy and I was your child listening at night. Then the fog disappeared, and I knew you." Her hand came between the bars and slapped Victoria's face.
"You fucked my Spike!"
And then she was calm again. "What should I do with you!? Scratch off your skin with my nails? Suck your eyes right out of your head? It all sounds like fun, I can't decide which one."
Victoria felt nothing. Her fear was useless and she didn't bother trying to use it any more. Her death wish was gone but so was her will to live. She was beyond emotions. Resigned. She'd take it, what ever came. And in the middle of all this numbness, a sense of grief, loss. Almost like having a broken heart. She was still sore after his last visit, she enjoyed the pain. Nursed it. The thought that the other woman probably felt the same at the same spot, didn't make her feel good at all. Hatred began to burn in her chest. A hatred that was revealed in her eyes. And Drusilla noticed.
"Angry with me, sweet?"
"I hate you!" Saying it made the feeling even stronger, more true.
"Oh, it won't be long now, little one, before that feeling will burn out, mummy promise. When I tell you to go to sleep, you'll sleep." She blew out her candle and the room was completely dark.
Victoria could feel Drusilla's presence in the cage with her. moving. A whispering voice. "Victoria means victory. Do you think you can fight me little girl?"
(.....)
"Come on luv, show me what you got! Show mummy!"
Victoria felt her come closer, moving, familiar with darkness, being the darkness. "Well then, mummy will just have to do what she came for."
Her hands wrapped around Victoria's head. 'Now I'll die,' she thought. But then something totally unexpected happened. Drusilla's lips pressed against hers, kissing her passionately. Forcing her tongue between Victoria's lips. And then, a bite on her upper lip. The taste of her own blood in her mouth. Drusilla's mouth sucking her lip hard.
"Will this take a while girls?" Spike stood at the door with a candle. "Leave her Dru. She's my mistake and mine to torture. I'll make it up to you."
Drusilla released Victoria's mouth. "But Spike, I want to!"
"You're to weak, baby. Get out and find yourself something nice and handsome to eat. I'll take care of her."
"Are you sure?"
"Don't you trust me, luv? Don't you trust your Spike?"
Spike walked into the cage and slid his arms around Drusilla's waist and mumbled softly in her ear. "I know you're starving. You need something stronger than her. You shouldn't waste your strength on torture yet. You must get better, so we can find this Hellmouth and restore you, my dream girl."
Dru leaned herself against him, smiling softly. "Are you sure you'll be mean enough to her?"
"Do you think I've gone soft? I'm your demon Dru. There are reasons why you picked me, remember?"
"You're right my love. And a handsome meal would be wonderful right now." "Take Jack with you, they'll hunt'em down for you. The only thing you'll have to do is kill and eat."
"Thank you Spike."
"You're welcome, Gorgeous."
He let go of Dru and she left the cage and then the room. Victoria could hear her clap her hand for attention. "All right, boys, lets go hunt!"
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He watched her with sparkling eyes, a half smile on his face.
'Will this never be over?' she thought. 'Why don't they just kill me, make me move over? I just want this to end. The real torture is...still being alive. Please let this be the final round, please make him bite me! Please...'
"Kill me Spike. Please, just do it!"
"I will, Pet. Don't worry."
"But neither of you ever do. You're just threatening me and then…nothing."
"You wanna die, Pet?"
"Yes! I want to leave now..."
"You're so brave. It amazes me."
"And seeing me die will amuse you and I'll be free. Please let's get to it."
Seeing her like this again, her swollen lip, her burning eyes….. Her dress was torn and he could see her skin. 'Damn', he thought, 'I can't be this stupid. Be a man! Be a demon! Kill her, for God's sake!' He shook his head to clear it and concentrated on "killing. And still, when he attacked, he could feel nothing but her warm skin and her soft breath against his mouth. "Damn!"
Feverishly, his hands started move over her body and their mouths connected in a desperate kiss. His hand slipped between her thighs. Shit, she was wet! Her hands closed around two bars and he lifted her from the ground, placing her on his lap. Her feet closed behind him, holding him tight. He opened his pants with one hand, the other on her back. He entered her for the last time in her life. She overwhelmed him, he couldn't stop...why? He belonged with Dru. He loved Dru. So why couldn't he keep his hands of this human?
A strange voice whispered answers to his mind... 'There are different kinds of love, William, strange love...'
'But I've devoted my life to Dru.' He argued back.
'Still there are other kinds of love...'
'I'll never leave Dru! She is my woman...My one...'
'Yes she is, and yet...'
'Love isn't brains child. It's blood, burning inside, making its will...'
This human was so good at this. She made him feel like he had reached paradise, probably the only ticket he'll ever get to that place...
"You're so cruel!" he whispered in despair. And then, as he felt the orgasm shock through his body; "Do you love me, Pet?"
"I do..."
"I'm sorry, pretty. It wont hurt for long..." His fangs sank through her skin and he felt the life giving fluid fill his mouth. He sucked her blood out in large gulps. 'At last', she thought, 'now it's over...'
She lay still, almost as if she was asleep. She had given herself up to faith in the shape of an old lady named Death. Death and rest. She felt her life force run out of her and in to him, the man she loved. It was as it should be. She got weaker and weaker, darkness swam before her eyes and soon she would be sleeping in the arms of her mother.
She didn't understand at first, when he forced her mouth open, and filled it with something warm and liquid.
"Drink baby.."
She swallowed but it kept coming and she was forced to swallow it down. It made her feel better and then good. Her mind worked again, her thoughts clear and strong. She opened her eyes and everything seemed brighter than before, as if the room were filled with light. He kneeled before her, his hand against her mouth. He was sweating, looking tense.
"Are you all right?"
She just looked at him. She felt strong and different. Like something new had moved in to her body with her. Something evil, yet tempting. It made her feel good... "You got your demon yet?" He looked deep in to her eyes. "Yes, I think it's enough, you got it..." He forced his hand from her lips. "That's my girl!"
He looked exhausted, but happy too. She finally realized what he had done... "It was the only way baby, the only way I could keep you alive. She'd never let you go. She would hunt you down..."
"You did the right thing Spike." Her voice was so strong!
"God, look at you. You're so strong. In a couple of decades you'll rule the world!" "Will I?"
"Yes. Too bad you can't see yourself any more, you look amazing." She felt her face.. fangs! The eyes, probably not blue any more... She felt so strong! So damn good!
"She can still beat you though. Dru is stronger than you, at least for now. But you really got potential, I can feel it in my blood. Your powers…I feel them like I feel the moon travel across the sky... You're wonderful..." He looked at his child, impressed by his own creation. She was nothing if not the most wonderful newborn vampire girl he had ever seen. Daddy's girl!
"Don't worry, I know what to do. Now that I've received this life, I'm not going to take risks only to loose it." She touched his forehead. "You'll get in trouble for this..." "I'll handle her." He played with her hair, "You are my dark Lucia, my bringer of evil life."
"Not Victoria any more?"
"No, you got your victory."
"Lucia, then..."
"That's right."
They heard footsteps on the stairs. He got up and walked quickly across the room, then paused and turned to his new childe. "Stay away from the Hellmouth, there might be a slayer there."
"Yes, sire. I will."
He hated to tell her that, knowing that it would separate them, at least for a while. As he reached the door he turned to her again. "I can love you now."
"Do you?"
"Yes...I do."
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It was daylight when he woke up, Dru still sleeping by his side, looking pretty in her sleep. Smiling in her nightmares. He got out of bed, careful not to wake her.
He knew the house would be empty, but it still hurt. She had taken the Jacks with her too. The building was empty, besides him and Dru.
He walked in to her cage and tried to catch her scent. He missed her already. His beautiful child. His daughter. She would be all right, he knew that. She was strong and clever, he just wished he could be there to guide her. See her kill her first human, watch her first taste of living blood...sleep next to her during the day. He wanted to be there to watch her back… be the sire she deserved. She should have a strong sire to guide her.
But he had Dru and that was his first priority, always had been. But God how he missed her. He felt like crying. Instead he left the room and went back to Dru. He decided that they would leave this night. Staying would be pure torture. In a bad way... He lay next to his wicked woman, wishing he were somewhere else. Somewhere taking care of his child...
"Dru's Pet." he whispered to himself. But there was no use in these thoughts. It was too late...
Vampire Lucia had left the building...

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