From: owner-buffyfic@lists.xmission.com (buffyfic-digest) To: buffyfic-digest@lists.xmission.com Subject: buffyfic-digest V2 #323 Reply-To: $SENDER Sender: owner-buffyfic@lists.xmission.com Errors-To: owner-buffyfic@lists.xmission.com Precedence: bulk buffyfic-digest Sunday, September 13 1998 Volume 02 : Number 323 In this issue: BUFFYFIC: SpikeFic: King of the World (6/10) BUFFYFIC: SpikeFic: King of the World (7/10) BUFFYFIC: SpikeFic: King of the World (8/10) See the end of the digest for information on (un)subscribing to the buffyfic or buffyfic-digest mailing lists and on how to retrieve back issues. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Sat, 12 Sep 1998 18:16:16 -0400 From: ~Ripe Wicked Plum~ Subject: BUFFYFIC: SpikeFic: King of the World (6/10) Title: King of the World (6/10) Author: ~Ripe Wicked Plum~ a.k.a. Goth Spike (ripe_wicked_plum@hotmail.com) Distribution: Everywhere and anywhere provided my name is left attached and you let me know where it is posted. Description: Spike meets a celebrity on the streets of Sunnydale, wackiness ensues. Rating: Overall, I'd say R for language and violence. Feedback: "Do you like it, Baby?" Disclaimer: Inspired by a thread on the Unholy Allies list. The original idea wasn't mine, but I was the first to do anything with it. The characters from Buffy the Vampire Slayer are not my creations. They are the products of Joss Whedon's incredibly vivid imagination. Leo is not mine either. He is the product of our warped society. Spike woke up and slid off of his bed, a stack of flattened boxes. He picked his clothes off the floor and dressed slowly. After a hundred years of waking up next to Dru, it didn't feel right to wake up alone. He always expected to see her lying next to him, her hair fanned out on her pillow. He wanted to smell her again. To hear her frail voice call his name. He heard a scream from the other room and it snapped him out of his reverie. He had a little punk to torture. The thought brought a smile to his face. He would kill the bugger for Dru. She would be pleased. He pulled his coat on and stepped into the adjoining room. Leo stood, still tied to the wall, and turned as he heard Spike enter the room. "'Welly, welly, welly, welly, welly, welly, well,'" Spike quoted, looking at the boy. "Aren't you a pitiful sight? How is my little ravin? I bet you're 'alf-starved. Stephen, go find the lad somethin' to eat. There's got to be somethin' 'round 'ere." The vampire left the room and Spike looked at the television. There was an autopsy video playing. He stopped the tape, muttering something about it making him hungry. "Why all the videos?" Leo asked. "Well, it's a good way to get your mind churnin' 'bout all the things I could do to you," Spike said, watching the boy swallow hard. "I see it worked. A Clockwork Orange was for fun," he said, motioning to the first video that Leo had been forced to watch. "The Faces of Death vids were for shock value." Stephen returned with an apple from a tree outside, a cup of water, and a container of communion wafers. He walked over to Spike who pushed him in Leo's direction. "Not me, you fool, Little Lord Fauntleroy over there. Untie 'im and leave us. Go get somethin' to eat or find somethin' useful to do." Stephen did as ordered then left his master and his captive. Leo rubbed his wrists. The rope had rubbed him raw in a few places. It stung, but he wouldn't give Spike the satisfaction of seeing that. He looked at the food in front of him, hungrily. "Go ahead and eat, Lad," Spike paused, "before I change my mind." Leo picked up the food and ate ravenously. Spike sat back and watched him, amused, until a hunger pang hit him. He waited until the boy was finished before tying him back up and pushing play on the VCR. The autopsy footage started again and Leo looked ill. "Be back in a few, Mate. Got to get somethin' of my own to eat," he said, walking up the stairs. - -- ICQ UIN=2607806 Goth Spike All hail the Lettuce King! I'm a Spike Girl, ask me how! Spike's Ducks...and proud of it! President and founder of the Leo is a Bloody Whelp Club ------------------------------ Date: Sat, 12 Sep 1998 21:40:53 -0400 From: ~Ripe Wicked Plum~ Subject: BUFFYFIC: SpikeFic: King of the World (7/10) Title: King of the World (7/10) Author: ~Ripe Wicked Plum~ a.k.a. Goth Spike (ripe_wicked_plum@hotmail.com) Distribution: Everywhere and anywhere provided my name is left attached and you let me know where it is posted. Description: Spike meets a celebrity on the streets of Sunnydale, wackiness ensues. Rating: Overall, I'd say R for language and violence. Feedback: "Do you like it, Baby?" Disclaimer: Inspired by a thread on the Unholy Allies list. The original idea wasn't mine, but I was the first to do anything with it. The characters from Buffy the Vampire Slayer are not my creations. They are the products of Joss Whedon's incredibly vivid imagination. Leo is not mine either. He is the product of our warped society. He dropped the still warm corpse at his feet and wiped the blood from his mouth. He got a rush of a fuzzy feeling and blinked, trying to clear his head. "Sod it all," he cursed, "I didn't even notice she was high. That's what I get for feeding off of a bloody hooker." He staggered a bit and leaned up against a building for support. He heard footsteps and a voice. "Val? Val? Is that you? What's wrong with--" the woman's question cut short by Spike. He sank his fangs in deep and let her blood come into him. Waves of good, strong, sober blood. Dropping her body on her friend's, he walked away in a much clearer state. There was a rumble of thunder over the sounds of the night. He looked to the sky and saw lightning streaking in and among the clouds. It was to be a stormy night. He was happy he had entertainment waiting for him. He picked up his pace a bit as excitement hit him. With his eyes closed to avoid looking at the television, Leo could hear Spike before he could see him. He was whistling a happy tune and walking with his typical cocky gait. Leo forced himself to open his eyes. Spike was just reaching the foot of the stairs. He tossed a bag to the floor by the television and went back to his bedroom. Returning with a sack full of clanking metal, he spoke. "'Ave you ever watched your own movies, Mate?" "Yeah. Premiers and stuff." "Never just for the hell of it? To impress a piece of ass?" "No." "Pity. I rented a couple of your movies tonight. I forgot the popcorn, you'll 'ave to forgive me." Spike ejected the Faces of Death tape and replaced it with Titanic. He walked over to Leo, trying to contain his excitement. Leo cringed as much as his bonds would let him. Spike touched his face with mock tenderness before slamming his fist in the boy's stomach. "Time for things to get interesting, Baby." - -- ICQ UIN=2607806 Goth Spike All hail the Lettuce King! I'm a Spike Girl, ask me how! Spike's Ducks...and proud of it! President and founder of the Leo is a Bloody Whelp Club ------------------------------ Date: Sun, 13 Sep 1998 19:54:43 -0400 From: ~Ripe Wicked Plum~ Subject: BUFFYFIC: SpikeFic: King of the World (8/10) Title: King of the World (8/10) Author: ~Ripe Wicked Plum~ a.k.a. Goth Spike (ripe_wicked_plum@hotmail.com) Distribution: Everywhere and anywhere provided my name is left attached and you let me know where it is posted. Description: Spike meets a celebrity on the streets of Sunnydale, wackiness ensues. Rating: Overall, I'd say R for language and violence. Feedback: "Do you like it, Baby?" Disclaimer: Inspired by a thread on the Unholy Allies list. The original idea wasn't mine, but I was the first to do anything with it. The characters from Buffy the Vampire Slayer are not my creations. They are the products of Joss Whedon's incredibly vivid imagination. Leo is not mine either. He is the product of our warped society. Leo tried to double over, but the ropes held him. He stood open to any possible attack. He started to realize the magnitude of the situation he was in. He saw the sheer joy on Spike's face and it almost made him sick. The creep was enjoying this. If he weren't so scared, he would have been infuriated. Spike loved the look of pain he saw on the boy's face. He wished Dru could be there to see it. Thinking about her made him angry. How dare Angelus try to take her away? He punched Leo again, picturing his sire's face. He slapped Leo and poked him here and there. The next time he looked up at the television, Leo's character was dressed in a tuxedo. "Look at you. All tarted up," he said, gesturing to the screen. "That's a far cry from the way you look now. I'd like to see what all those teeny-boppers would think of the new and improved Leo." Spike picked up the sack he had brought into the room. Leo looked on, his head drooping in pain. He saw his captor pull a metal spike out of the bag. "Did I ever tell you how I got my nickname?" Spike asked. Leo shook his head. "Boy, as long as you still 'ave a tongue you might as well use it." "No, you didn't." "Good. You're smarter than you look," Spike said, holding up a railroad spike. "This," he said, crossing over to Leo, "is how I got my name." Almost as the period at the end of the sentence, Spike stabbed through Leo's left hand, pinning it to the wall. Leo shrieked in pain. "Oh, good," Spike said, a wicked grin spreading across his face, "a screamer. I like that." "You asshole!" Leo screamed through clenched teeth. "What did you call me?" "You heard me." "No, I don't think I did. I heard someone call me an asshole. I know that wasn't you. Your wrinkleys aren't that big." "Asshole!" "You insolent bastard," Spike said, kicking him in the skin. "You bloody whelp," he said, stabbing through his other hand. Leo did his best to breathe through the pain, but it was too much. He blacked out. Spike slapped him hard across the face, bringing him to. "Who the bloody hell is 'king of the world' now?" he yelled in the boy's face. Will send the last two parts when I finish moving!!! ~Ripe Wicked Plum~ - -- ICQ UIN=2607806 Goth Spike All hail the Lettuce King! I'm a Spike Girl, ask me how! Spike's Ducks...and proud of it! President and founder of the Leo is a Bloody Whelp Club ------------------------------ End of buffyfic-digest V2 #323 ****************************** To subscribe to buffyfic or buffyfic-digest, send the command subscribe buffyfic-digest or subscribe buffy to majordomo@xmission.com. 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