Unknown Factors (Book One)

Ch.34: Sweet sensations (P.2)

  "The bud nips me." I nodded again.

  "Exactly."

  "If you want, Aud, I can go with. Back you up with some scowlin'." Willow offered while giving an example.

  "Thanks, but I get the feeling this is something I have to do myself." I gestured to myself. "Besides, you know, maybe I'm wrong." I shrugged. "Maybe this whole thing's just been blown way out of proportion, and he's back to calling me names and stealing my food."

  "Here's hopin'." Willow smiled as she and Buffy held up crossed fingers.

  "You know what though? There is one thing we can do for you while you're gone." Buffy smirked as she and Willow exchanged glances.

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  "Spike?" I called out while entering his dark crypt. For some reason, I calmly walked in rather than kicking or busting the door open. I was hesitant. "Are you here?" Walking around, I tried to look for the pale man. "Spike?" I called out again. When there was no answer, I sighed while putting my hands into my jacket pockets.

  Sniffing, I turned to a concrete slab on the ground. Kneeling by it, I pushed it to the side and found a hole underneath. 'Whelp, down the rabbit hole I go.' I thought while going down a wooden ladder. Down below, I saw a sort of cave-like area full of skeletons and various skulls. There were a few torches on the walls, lighting up the place along with candles. Walking past them, I looked around, seeing open coffins and roots coming down from all sides.

  I spotted a sheet in a far corner, covering something. Out of pure curiosity, I went to take a peek and lifted one end before I furrowed my brows. There was a mannequin with a silver-haired wig and my missing KISS baseball tee. Pulling down the rest of the sheet, I saw a wall covered with drawings and stolen photos of me. Hell, there were even a few of my small blades that had gone missing. Quickly walking away, I shook my head.

  "Nope, nope- I did not just see that." I muttered to myself while going up the ladder.

  "See anything interesting?" Spike was crouched in front of the hole with some blood on the corner of his mouth.

  "Spike. I-" Crawling out of the hole, I kept staring at the vampire. "What, eh, what happened?" I pointed at the blood while backing away. As he was stepping toward me, I was stepping back, not wanting to let him get too close to me.

  "Me." I heard a woman say and turned in time to see a cattle prod being thrust into my gut.

  "Aah!" Baring my teeth as my body spasmed, I fell to the ground. Leaning against a tomb, I glared while still feeling a little twitchy.

  "You remember my ex, don't you, halfbreed?" Spike looked down at me while standing next to the pale, black-haired woman. Groaning, I put a hand over where the cattle prod had zapped me. "Come back, she did." He put an arm over her shoulders as she nuzzled into him. "Couldn't live without me."

  "My boy's been feeding again. I know what he really wants to eat."

  "You must be Drusilla." I chuckled. "Glad to know there's someone paler than me out there." And she hit me with the cattle prod again, causing me to blackout this time.

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  "There she is." I heard Spike say after I groaned. Opening my eyes, I realized my arms were up. Looking, I saw shackles around my wrists. I felt my heartbeat quicken as I tugged on the chains. "I was beginning to think you'd sleep the night away." Spike smirked.

  "Take the chains off, now." I snarled. If there was one thing I hated more than anything in this world, it was being chained up. The feel of the metal heated by my own skin made me feel constricted while having a limited range of motion made me sick. 'No....' I thought. 'No! Not again!' "Drusilla?" My brows furrowed as I smelt her but didn't see her. Spike flicked his eyebrows up while smirking as he stepped to the side.