Spike paced up and down the large dark room. It was part of a large warehouse that Spike and his vampires has made home for the undead.
“It’s Angel and that damn slayer”, he shouted. “they’re everywhere I go. Even their little friends seems to be getting in on the action”.
Spike picked up some books from an old table in the middle of the room and threw them at the vampire who was sitting there reading.
“And on top of all that we still haven’t figured out how that damn ritual works”, his face changed to that of a vampire as his rage increased.
“Well”, the other vampire leafed through the book he was holding. “I think it might...”
“You think”, Spike walked over and pulled him from his chair by the neck. “it might. I thought you were supposed to be the brain around here”.
“We just don’t have enough information”, the vampire struggled in Spikes grasp.
“Well get the information”, Spike threw him across the room into a pile of books. “Now, I’m going to get something to eat”.
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