Okay, so I know I said I was going to update Street Fighters tonight....but I lied. I found my muse for this one all of a sudden so I went with it. I hope no one is made and I will try to get to Street Fighters real soon. =)
Title: I Am Forever
Author's name: Vanessa
Rating: R... Because I say the "F" word more then once
Disclaimer: All of the BTVS characters belong to Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy and all them people
Summary: It's on the first page
Feedback: Yes please. I crave feedback!
Chapter Number 19
(Itsy Bitsy Spider)
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5:42am
She stood in the kitchen with her newest victim still embraced in her arms. Tossing the lifeless body to the floor, she looked over at her most current flunky. Taking in his attire, a pair of calf length black socks accompanied by a single pair of soiled tightie-whites. Reaching her arm out so she could run her hand effortlessly through his thick black chest hairs, “Let’s go find you something to wear.” She looked sexily at him for a few moments before exiting the kitchen.
Reaching down for the discarded body, the ex-cop hoisted the stiff form over his shoulder before following suit behind his Sire.
***
12:10am
“What’s the matter William,” Thomas asked as he watched his menial quiver in the corner of the back room from the desk he was sitting on. “Don’t tell me that was your first time?” He chuckled sadistically as he watched the boy rap his mangled shirt tighter around his this chest.
“Did you let them…are they…?” he tried to ask in between sobs as he looked off towards the other room where Dino was supposedly in.
“Hush now,” Thomas said, as a smile curled its way across his lips. “Don’t you worry that pretty little face of yours.” Hoping off the desk, Thomas aimlessly walked around the small office.
“Where’s Abigail?” he cried out from his hunched position in the corner, only looking up to meet Thomas‘s eyes for a second. “Where’s my sister!”
“Oh, she’s long dead,” smiled Thomas as he came to stand by his new toy. Stroking the boys semi curly hair, “Just be glad you’re not William.”
“My name’s Dan!” the boy shouted as he pushed the hovering vampire away from him. “Daniel Kenmore!”
Growling in outrage at his slaves behavior, Thomas face shifted to that of his demonic form. “Listen you little fuck,” he growled as he grabbed the boy by the scruff of his t-shirt, yanking him off the ground. Slamming the boy into the wall, Thomas rapped one hand around the boys jaw, while the other was placed up against the wall. “I will call you whatever the fuck I want to. I will do to you whatever the fuck I want to. And I will fuck you however the fuck I want to.”
Releasing his grip on the boy, he watches as he fell to the ground in a heap of arms and legs. “Get up,” he growled as he kicked the boy in the stomach. He watched in anger as the boy got to his hands and knees slowly. Gritting his teeth in aggravation, Thomas yanked on his menials hair, yanking him to an upright position faster. Once the boy was stable on his own two feet, Thomas let loose with a right hook, connecting right underneath his left eye onto check bone.
He watched intently as the fair haired boy plummeted to the ground, rolling around in sheer agony as he clutched the left side of his face. Bending down on his haunches, Thomas reached out his right hand, slapping away those of the boys, to trace the already developing bruise. “Now look what you made me do William.”
***
2:38pm
“Itsy bitsy spider went up the water spout,” sang Willow as she watched a horde of young spiders scurry up the wall behind their mother to get away from her hand. “Out came the sun,” she grabbed one of the baby spiders, plucking it delicately off the wall, “and dried the spider out.” She giggled girlishly as she held her hand out once again into the afternoon sunlight streaming in trough the cellar doors. The evil grin which first crossed her face eight hours ago, when she first started to burn the spiders, had yet to disappear.
Inching her hand slowly back up the wall in a predatory manner, she started to sing the demonetized childhood song all over again.
“Willow, give it a rest already,” grouched Spike from the couch where he laid rubbing his forehead with his right hand. He had grown increasingly aggravated with his childes game hours ago, not saying anything till now in the hopes she would grow bored like she usually does.
“Sorry daddy,” Willow said monotonic as she held another spider under the suns vibrant rays. Knowing that her Sire’s patients were wearing thin with her game, and the spider currently in her hand would be the last one she could play with, she decided to prolong its death.
Removing her scorched and blackened hand from under the sun’s rays, she watched as the hairy insect haphazardly tried to crawl away. Smiling with vigor, the young vamp lifted her left hand to her right palm, flicking the spider over so it laid on its back. With her left hand, she gently tugged on one of the exposed eight legs, ripping it away from the spiders body.
She watched with amusement as the disemboweled leg twitched ferociously in between her fingers for few seconds before plopping it into her mouth. She proceeded to do the same action another two times, bringing the eight legged spider down to five.
Once again, she placed her right hand in the direct path of the sunlight, producing a small fire in her palm before clenching her fist shut. Opening her hand, she witnessed old, burnt pieces of skin flack away as the spider struggled to stay alive.
“Itsy bitsy spider went up the water spout,” she started to sing in a whispering tone to herself as she once again started to remove the spiders remaining legs. “Met a mean vampire….who ripped all your legs out!” The last word ‘out’ was accompanied by a viscous tug to the spiders remaining leg.
Standing up from her cross legged position on the floor, Willow walked over to one of the many spider webs dangling from the ceiling, placing the dismembered spider directly into the center of it.
“Have fun?” Spike asked, haven watched his childe torture the last spider for the better part of a half hour.
“Actually,” she said as she flung her body onto her Sire’s. “Yes.”
“That’s my girl,” he said with a chuckle. The unnecessary intake of breaths causing Willow to rise and fall with his chest. “Now, lets get some sleep. We have a big night head of us.”
***
11:56am
“These texts are quite extraordinary,” said Giles as he flipped through a rather old and hefty journal. “How did you say you came by these?”
“T-they’ve b-been pasted d-down to me,” Tara clarified as she sipped on a cup of piping hot chamomile tea. “They w-were given t-to m-me on m-my sixteenth b-birthday by my m-mother. To h-her by h-her mother. And my g-grandmother by h-her mother.” She took another sip of tea. “I…I don’t k-know where my g-great grandmother g-got them…”
“That’s okay,” he said with a slight smile. “There’s always that infernal computer. Maybe Willo…” The smile that had just adorned his face quickly vanished.
“W-where you c-close?” Tara asked, placing the now empty mug onto the coffee table.
“I beg your pardon?”
“The v-vampire. T-the r-redhead.” Tara went on, her eyes fixed onto the elderly mans face to gauge his reaction. “You n-new her d-didn’t you?”
“Yes,” he whispered sadly, his head turn downwards so she wouldn’t be able to see the tears threatening to escape. “She was… she was like a daughter to me.”
“Is she your daughter?” Tara asked, pointing to the slayer who had started to snore lightly a few hours ago.
“Not technically,” he proclaimed, the warm smile reappearing on his tired face as he looked over at the snoring blonde. “I have no children. But I love all of them,” he waved his arms out to the sides, indicating everyone else in the house, “as if they were.”
“Even the vampire?” she asked quizzically. The thought of a vampire in the same dwelling as her was still unsettling.
“Hell no,” proclaimed Xander as he sauntered into the room. “Fang boy is only here for one reason.”
“Xander, I thought I told you and Jesse to tend to Angel’s wounds,” Giles reprimanded, as he looked at the dark haired boy.
“Yea, well, Caption Macho won’t let me touch him,” Xander stated as he walked further into the room. “Always has to be all tough and showing off,” grumbled Xander as he plopped himself unceremoniously onto the floor.
Shaking his head at the young mans demeanor, “Then go grab him a packet of blood. I believe there is one in the vegetable drawer in the frig.”
Grimacing at the thought of someone’s blood laying besides next weeks stir-fry ingredients, Xander stood up slowly, readying himself to go to the kitchen. “Tara, you want some more tea?”
“Oh, n-no t-thank y-you Xander,” she said with a blush as the younger man leered at her with a goofy smile.
“Okay, well I’m off to give douchie-Mc-doucherson some blood,” quipped Xander as he merrily walked out of the living room.
***
12:34pm
Clambering down the staircase, Xander jumps over the banister upon reaching the third to last step. “Yo, hope its warm enough,” he said as he tossed the packet of blood at Angel’s exposed chest.
“Thanks Xander,” Angel said dryly as he fumbles to get a hold on the plastic bag.
“No problem dead boy,” Xander smiled as he plopped down on the couch next to Jesse. Grabbing the liquor bottle out of the slightly tipsy boys hand, “Cheers!” he shouted, holding the half empty bottle in the air towards Angel.
Smirking at the obviously intoxicated teen, Angel raised his packet of blood in a salute as well before digging his two extremely sharp K-nine teeth into the transfusion bag.
***
London - 3:38pm
“What!” bellowed out Shantou as a knock sounded on his chamber doors. “Get in here.”
“Master,” said a scrawny vamp as he rushed into the room, his head bowed down low. Coming to stop before Master Shantou’s chair, the flunky dropped down to his knees bowing his head a little further. “We have jus received word.”
“From who you imbecile,” yelled Shantou as he glared down at the scrawny vampires shaved head.
“From Elizabeth your heinous,” He replied, bowing even lower to the grown. “She has just reached SunnyDale and already has made two minions.”
“Good,” smiled Shantou as he stroked his pointy black beard. “Very good.”
“She also wishes to inform you that as soon as the sun sets she will be on the hunt for William. Also, she says she has no qualms about taking care of Thomas if need be.”
“Excellent,” He yelled out in a throaty laugh. “It seems one of my children is finally turning out alright.”
“Master?” The subordinate asked, daring to raise his head and eyes up to gaze upon his master.
“What?” Shantou bellowed in anger causing the crony to lower his head once again.
“Please, do not be made, but I sent a troop of eight out to SunnyDale to help Elizabeth in her fight.” He shook nervously as he awaited the anger to erupt from Shantou. “Sire?”
“Why, what a wise move,” Shantou mused as he stepped down from his thrown to stand before the quaking minion. He gestured for the young vamp to stand up before him, “Thank you,” he said to the minions terrified face in a kind voice as he placed a hand on his thin shoulder. “But never tell me what to do!” He growled out as he ripped the vampires head clear off of its shoulders.
Thank you!!
by *WILLOW* » Thu Mar 25, 2010 9:31 am 
. Thank you for your feedback...hope you write again. =)
Hahah...drunk Xander was funny. Can't wait to read more. This is such a great story!!!! Please update soon
get out of my brain!! I was actually thinking of spike/willow teaming up with someone...but who I wont tell. Thanks for feedbacking.
... sorry your picture always makes me want to do that. 
And yeppers you were right, congrats, you get a giant chocolate chip cookie!!!
As always, thanks for reading and replying. 