Thread: Wishverse Revisited (Annika and Google)

RE Wishverse Revisited Really Spike didn't care in the least about taking over the town, it seemed that another vampire already had the reign of things. In truth he was just there to offer his services as a Slayer killer, because it was inevitable that a Slayer, or some other form of vampiredemon hunter would come to the town to figure out what had happened, the Master's demise would be noticed by those who paid attention to that sort of thing like the Watchers Council. The earlier vampires he encountered had been left alive and more or less intact because he had been trying to play nice, it was sort of like he was applying for a job and slaughtering other employees might not be the best way to get the attention of the person who would write the pay check. Of course he expected that sooner or later he would be doing away with whomever thought they were incharge, but that would only happen because they would probably end up getting on his nerves and need to be removed less he be driven insane. In the past Dru had been a... stabilizing force at times. Reminding him that killing the people who worked for them might not be prudent at any given time... though she would often end up encouraging him to kill for her amusement before very long. That in mind, he didn't kill the two vampires who charged him when he first entered the mansion, one was dumb enough to run straight into his raised boot, being undead didn't change the basics of the male anatomy and he crumpled to the floor. The other was a shorter female, she crashed against a wall when a small wooden end table was smashed up and used to bludgeon her in the face. This left Spike with two dropped vampires and some rather broken table legs in hand within moments... it was tempting to just stake the idiots at his feet but fodder was always useful and he could just kill them later if they didn't come in handy, so the ready made stakes were dropped. Then she showed up, he heard her coming, smelled it too and was considering commenting on her need to wash her hand when she was done eating but she prattled on for a bit about old vampires lacking respect and Spike only rolled his eyes, drawing a pack of smokes from a pocket and patting around to find his lighter as more vampires spilled up from below, six more of them and in truth they looked no more dangerous then the last two that he had just dealt with. There were a few of them though and they were armed, it could get interesting. Right, and the young pups here are really doing you much good. He sneered as he managed to light up his smoke, taking time to appraise what was before him, it would be a challenge and it would be a hell of a lot of fun. Lets call this a job application Red, right now I am going to kick the shit out of the little posse that you have assembled here, probably going to kill a few of them... and then you and I can have a little chat about how you greet your guests. A long drag was taken, smoke was exhaled and he pointed at one of the vampires, the biggest one who was carrying a baseball bat that had been sharpened at one end into a shapeclub combination that looked intimidating but in Spikes experience was just downright impractical to use. And that one, I am just going to shove that bat right up his bloody ass. A predictable taunt, clearly meant just to piss off the vampire that Spike saw as the largest threat and one that worked as the vampire broke ranks with the others who had been advancing slowly and charged madly only to be stumble back howling with a cigarette put into his eye. The others didn't seem too happy about what they had just seen but three of them quickly recovered and charged, two hanging back. What followed was a brutal melee as Spike showed the younger vampires what that age for vampires not only made them stronger but also came with a great deal of experience. Blows were thrown and a few of theirs managed to connect including a swinging torch connecting with him in the chest, burning him quickly before he was able to bring that vampire down, the wound superficial but painful enough to make his more animalistic face show up and he fought with all the more ferocity. The fight didn't last long from there, soon Spike was surrounded by a few unconscious vampires and some scattered dust from those who had managed to really piss him off in the sprawling melee. The only one still conscious was the vampire whom had gotten a cigarette put out in his eye, he was still on the ground clutching his face when Spike approached and picked up the bat, holding it for a moment as though considering actually making good on his promise of wooden sodomy before bringing it down on the vampires skull with enough force to pulp the head. Spike had enjoyed himself a great deal with all that, he had been banged up a little bit but it was still the best fight that he had enjoyed for a few weeks and moments like this really made him feel alive... or as close to alive as he could really feel. Is that all that you got? He asked with a sneer, looking back up to the red headed vampire who appeared to be in charge, making his way up the stairs towards her. I mean really, I come here to offer you some help when the retaliation eventually shows up and you have me attacked by a group of fucking idiots. What made you think that this collection of Wankers could ever ever slow me down? Do you know who I am... I AM WILLIAM THE BLOODY, better known as Spike.