Spike: A time of gathering: New Teacher
by redscarlet217
“The streets smelled of garbage and the men had evil in their hearts. I am merely a servant like the fearless Frodo bringing the dangerous ring to Mount Doom; avoiding evil and anything that…”

A man in a dark coat smacked into Andrews arm in mid sentence. “Watch where you’re going,” the man yelled with a gesture of his arm in frustration.

Andrew glanced nervously around. The streets of New York were nothing like he expected. They were dark and dank and he…he wanted to go home. But he had a mission so he went on. Willow had said that the slayer was somewhere by 6th Ave., so he made his way there. After a few moments of walking he spotted a group of guys pulling something out of a storefront and throwing it into a van.

“Crime. It disgusts me.” He said in his best hero voice. “Who is there to stop it? No caped crusader, just me…Andrew, demon expert and sometime slayer.” He charged forward.

Once he reached the men he yelled. “Hey! You gonna pay for that?”

The group of four men looked up at him with the faces of demons. They were vampires.

Andrew inched back. “Cause, you know that’s okay. I was just…you know…” He turned and ran.

Three of the vamps followed him and within seconds caught him by the coat jacket.

But then, one was dusted from behind to reveal a young girl. Her brown hair was cut to her shoulders, and she looked way too young to be a threat.

“Looky here. The stupid one has a girlfriend.” One of the vamps said.

“Girlfriend. Really? Do I look dorky enough to date him?” She asked and then lunged forward placing a double kick into the vamp.

He regrouped quickly and threw some precise punches. But the girl was quicker than she looked and dodged them easily. She reached for a wooden stake that she kept by her belt and charged it at him, dusting him. She then went after the other one, placing a few precise punches and kicks till she got him cowering against a wall. She then threw her stake into its heart. The vamp exploded into dust, the stake falling into the pile.

She turned to the other vamp, who had stayed behind at the van, protecting whatever it was that they were trying to steal. She took some steps toward him. “Whatcha got there?” She asked in a sweet and innocent voice.

“Why don’t you come and find out?” The vamp said egging her on for a fight.

She charged at him knocking him off balance with spinning kick, but he recovered and grabbed her arm bending it in a way it shouldn’t. The girl cried in pain and searched for a way to get free.

Andrew ran to her rescue, but the vamp knocked him out with his free arm.

The vamp then pulled his free arm around her neck, cutting off her air supply. The girl struggled to get some air. For the first time in a while, she thought that she was going to loose the fight.

“Hey! Pick on someone your own size!”

The vamp and the girl looked over to the new player. The girl remembered him from the night before.

The vamp realizing that he would have to let go of the girl in order to attack Spike, braced himself for any hits. And hits are what he got. Spike side kicked him in the back. The girl fell from his grip and stumbled to the ground trying to regain the breath that he stole. Spike then attacked at full force, giving a few punches and kicks before finally throwing the vamp into the brick wall next to them. Spike looked around for a stake, but didn’t need to. The girl got to her feet and plunged her stake into the vamps heart.

Spike looked at the girl, who was still struggling to steady her breathing, for a few moments before he heard the soft whimpering off to the side. He looked over and saw Andrew struggling to get up. He walked over to him. “Aren’t you supposed to be here to help her?”

“Oh, fair Spike. I tried, but they were strong,” Andrew said taking Spikes hand that helped him to his feet. “It’s good to see you.”

“Yeah.” Spike said. He looked back to the girl. “You okay?”

She looked over at the two of them. “Yeah.” She coughed a little.

“You must be our fair slayer.” Andrew said walking up to her. “I’m Andrew, your guide to the training facility.”

“There’s that word again,” She looked at Spike, “he with you?”

“Well, more or less. He works with the slayer in Italy. That’s where you’re going, to be trained.”

“Listen buddy, I don’t need to be trained. And I still have a bump from last night by the way.”

“Not my fault. You wanted to kill me.” Spike said.

“Because you’re a vampire.” She said, as-a-matter-of-factly.

“How many bloody times to I have to tell you. I’m a good guy.” Spike yelled walking over the van the vamps had.

The girl looked over at Andrew. “It’s true. Spike has a soul. He fights the forces of darkness along with the slayer.” He said.

“Fine. Whatever.” She turned to leave.

“Wait! Where are you going?” Andrew yelled.

“I’m going to look for some vampires that are actually bad, so I can kill them.” She said.

Spike reached into the van as the two behind him began to bicker. He pulled out what the vamps had stolen. It was an old wooden sword with several inscriptions on it. They looked Latin, but he couldn’t be sure.

“What’s that?” Andrew asked looking over at Spike.

“I don’t know. But if those vamps wanted it then I think we should find out.” He said looking the sword over.

“We?” The girl asked.

“Lesson the first. A slayer does much more than just run around looking for vampires to kill. This is something and we need to find out what it is and why they wanted it.” Spike said staring at the girl.

“Lesson? What are you teaching me now?” She asked sternly.

Spike stopped and thought for a moment. He should just send her off with Andrew to Italy and let Buffy handle her, but he might need her help with whatever the sword entailed. Usually when a vamp goes far enough to steal something, especially something as old as the sword was, it was used in some sort of apocalyptic way.

“For now. Let’s go.” He started off in the direction of an old occult book store he knew about. He stopped and turned back to the girl. “What’s your name?”

She stopped and gave him a surprised look. “Lisa…Lisa Stanners.”

“Nice to meet you, Lisa Stanners. I’m Spike” He said holding out his hand.

She cautiously took it. “Okay, teach. Where we going?”


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