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Consequences VIII - The Titty Twister

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This story is No. 8 in the series "Consequences". You may wish to read the series introduction and the preceeding stories first.

Summary: Two vampires, a slayer, and a human walk into a bar... It should've been the set-up to a joke, and all things considered it probably was, it just wasn't a funny joke.

Categories Author Rating Chapters Words Recs Reviews Hits Published Updated Complete
Movies > Dusk Till Dawn
Television > Moonlight
EmmaLoveFR18310,5341113,78711 Jul 1027 Jul 10No

Chapter Two

Consequences VIII - The Titty Twister
~Chapter Two~


The decision was taken out of her hands, as the big doors closed and Buffy thought she heard them lock.

No big, Buffy thought rising to her feet. The doors were big and thick, but they didn't seem to be made from strong material, so once she finished with the vampires, she figured getting out would be easy.

Buffy suppressed a shiver as she felt the vampires power increase. Looking around, she realized she actually felt them vamp-out.

She moved slightly, and realized that even the humans had started to realize something strange was happening. There were a few screams, and then the sounds of gunfire filled the air, and Buffy realized things were worse than she thought. If they didn't get attacked by vampires they now had to worry about getting shot.

Buffy pulled Xander close, and then flipped the table over to give him some cover.

"I'm going to get that door open, hopefully if everyone can get outside they'll have a better chance of getting away."

"Good idea," Xander replied pulling out a stake.

Spike wrapped his arms around Xander. "You're staying with me."

Xander blinked, and even Buffy was confused.

"Fluffy, I'm not sure even you can take these guys, and I'm not letting the Pup out of my sight, immortal or not."

Buffy could tell that Xander was both happy and upset over this. Buffy understood. He was happy that Spike cared, but pissed that Spike was being over-protective. She'd been there.

"Lets go," Coraline said from behind her. "Quicker we get that door open..."

"Right," Buffy said, and together they rose from behind the table.

Buffy took a moment to be surprised. The humans weren't doing as badly against the vampires as Buffy had expected. There was many vampires either stunned or dead on the floor. Hopefully that meant Spike was wrong, and that they could take these vampires out.

Buffy rushed for the door, Coraline on her heels. They moved around the vampires trying not to draw attention to themselves, which was surprisingly easy, because most of the vampires were busy with their prey, and their prey was putting up one hell of a fight.

Then a vampire landed in front of her, and Buffy realized that these vampires did look a lot like the vampires from her own reality. Though she realized Spike was also right, up close and personal these vampires felt much stronger.

She used her left leg to knock the vampire off his feet. As the vampire went down, Buffy pulled out her trusty stake, once that was finished she continued toward the door. She was almost there when she realized that five vampires had managed to surround her. She glanced around, and realized that she could no longer see Coraline.

"Damn!" She said, and heard Spike yell "son of a bitch," at almost the same time. But she knew she couldn't turn around, she had to trust Spike to take care of Xander, while she took care of these vampires.

Spike watched as a dozen vampires moved to surround Buffy and Coraline. He was almost impressed when Coraline started taking them down with brutal efficiency.

Buffy took down one, but as near as Spike could tell she hadn't seen the others, he yelled to try and get her attention, and he saw Buffy freeze, and Spike knew that she'd seen the vampires.

Seconds later, Spike's blood boiled as Buffy was knocked off her feet, he started moving, but wasn't sure he'd make it in time, because the other vampires were all ready on her.

"Where the hell is Coraline?" Xander asked, which made Spike unhappy because that meant Xander was moving with him.

"Over there," Spike pointed, hoping Coraline could hold her own, because he was heading to Buffy first.

"Shit," Xander said. "We have to help them."

"No," Spike said, turning and grabbing Xander's shoulders. "I will help Buffy, you will get back over there."

Xander glared, and Spike realized that he didn't have time to argue with Xander. He'd deal with Xander later, right now he had to save Buffy.

The closer Spike got the more he realized that he probably wasn't going to make it to Buffy in time, and the self-hatred rose within him. This would be the second time he'd failed her.

He heard Xander scream, and turned. Xander had taken out one of the vampires, or at least one was on the ground close to him, but Spike knew Xander couldn't possibly take on all the vampires suddenly surrounding them.

"Bloody fucking hell," Spike swore. No matter how many vampires were killed the bastards just kept coming.

Spike moved toward Xander. He knew he was too late to help Buffy, and wasn't comforted by the thought that she would recover, she was, after all, immortal now, but it wasn't a comforting thought. Still he moved to help Xander, because he was all ready to late to rescue Buffy.

Across the room, Coraline cursed as she glanced over and saw Buffy go down. If Buffy was hurt, or worse killed, her elder would demand her life, and she wasn't ready to give hers up just yet.

She started toward Buffy, but realized that she wouldn't be fast enough. The vampires had cleverly separated them, but at least she saw Spike and Xander was moving toward them.

After a moment, Caroline realized that they'd be too late.

On the plus side, Coraline thought darkly. I may end up dead myself, robbing my elder of the pleasure.

There was a dozen vampires moving toward her, and her dark vision was quickly becoming more reality then fantasy.

Coraline frowned, as she realized the stalking vampires were merely holding her in place. They weren't actually attacking, unless, of course, she tried to move toward the others. That was when she felt something, and unless she was mistaken, as cliche as it sounded, the female moving closer was more powerful than any vampire she'd ever felt, including her elder.

She was very beautiful, but that wasn't impressive, most vampires were beautiful. She had long naturally curly brown hair which went half-way down her back. What was impressive was that she was the only vampire, save Coraline and Spike, that was not vamped out.

The Queen, as Coraline decided to dub her, which caused her to realize that she'd been more influenced by Buffy and Xander then expected, moved forward. Coraline braced herself for the coming fight. She was so focused on the Queen that she was shocked when she was grabbed from behind by two vampires before she could do little more then tense.

Coraline growled, but the vampires holding her were strong, and they clearly were not afraid of her. She hadn't realized that somewhere along the way she'd come to expect that other vampires would naturally fear her.

The Queen smiled, then stepped close enough to run a hand down her face. Coraline shivered.

"You almost feel like one of us," she said. "But not quite. How very interesting."

"She was fighting along side some humans," one of the vampires holding her said.

"They are yours then?"

Coraline nodded. "I've been charged with their protection, yes."

The Queen laughed, which was followed by all the vampires in their small group.

"How quaint. You charged with defending them when you can't even defend yourself."

Before Coraline could respond, she heard Xander scream. Damn it to hell! At this point her elder would not simply kill her, instead he would keep her alive for a very long time.

"I wonder what would happen," the Queen said, more to herself than Coraline.

Then Coraline flinched as the lovely face before her changed into that of a face resembling a bat. She started trying to get free, because she believed she knew what was coming, and she couldn't be sure what would happen. She might love being a vampire, but she did not want to be one of these vampires.

But her struggles were in vain, and the Queens fangs entered her neck. Pain rushed through her, and even when the Queen pulled back, the pain continued to build. It was almost as though the vampire in her and the vampire trying to take over were fighting a battle inside her.

Finally, her vision went blank, and then a moment later mercifully she passed out.

Buffy managed to push the last vampire off her. The bastard had bitten her, but she felt fine, except for the anger. You could mess with her all day long, but you didn't mess with her boyfriend, or boyfriends, and that bastard across the room had clearly bitten Xander.

The good news was that Xander was back on his feet, but Buffy could tell, she wasn't sure how, but she could tell that he was all ready becoming one of them. Not only had they just killed her lover, but they'd killed one of her best friends. For that every bastard in this place would die.

I'll kill them all, Buffy thought as she started to move again. Every vampire here was all ready dead, they just didn't know it yet.

As she fought, a part of her mind was still thinking about Xander's change, and she could admit that she didn't know how it was possible. She was certain that the vampire hadn't fed Xander any of his blood, but it was clear that Xander was becoming a vampire right before her eyes.

Buffy grabbed the vampire that had bit him, and he was dead before she could bring her stake home.

Spike smirked, and Buffy left him to it, as she turned to deal with two more. Spike stepped up beside her, and Buffy smiled. Two against two, she liked those odds.

She smiled, as those two went down.

She felt faint now, but knew she was still strong enough to kill them all.

More vampires moved toward her, and for every one she slayed, a dozen more seemed to take its place.

And after slaying more than a dozen, Buffy realized she was getting tired, more tired then she should be at this point.

Where the hell is Spike? She wondered as she slayed another vampire.

With a look, she answered her own question. He was off to her side, still fighting vampires, but then suddenly he was gone. Fear almost stopped her, the thought of losing Spike was almost to much to bear. At least, Xander would be around, a vampire sure, but at least he'd still be with her, but if they killed Spike, he'd just be dead.

She pushed the sudden fear away, because if she froze in fear now she would die. These vampires were strong, it was like trying to take on the Master all over again, except the Master wasn't just one vampire, he was all of them.

Finally, one of them pulled back, and looked at her as though he'd never seen anything like her, which she realized he probably hadn't.

"What the hell are you?" He shouted as she kicked him into the wall. The wall cracked, and Buffy was happy. Tired, but happy.

"I'm your worst nightmare," she snapped. "Now get the hell out of my way!"

The other vampires laughed, and Buffy resolved again to kill them all.

When she tried to lift her leg, it wouldn't move. She looked down, and panic rushed over her. There was a vampire holding her leg, and he was biting her.

She screamed, more in anger then fear. She leaned down to grab the vampire, but she was suddenly pulled upright again, and another set of fangs were in her neck. She rammed her stake into the bastard holding her, and then she was leaning down again.

When she was upright again, she realized the other vampires were moving away.

She turned to look for her friends, and was glad when she saw Spike close to Xander still fighting.

She was distracted when something slammed into her, and suddenly she was on the ground with a vampire on her back. From the number of feet she could see, apparently the vampires had returned with friends. She managed to kill the one that had knocked her off her feet, but the others were on her before she could get free of his rapidly decomposing corpse.

This time she screamed, because that was the only thing she could do. There was too many hands holding her down, and so many fangs in her body, and it wasn't long until she was too weak to even mount a token struggle.

Spike growled as he watched Buffy taken down.

He wanted to charge over and start torturing all the vampires hurting her slowly and for a long time. However, from the moment one of the vampires bit Xander, he had felt Xander start to change, which meant Spike needed to stay close to him. He wasn't sure what would happen, but realized that he needed to stop fighting, and hopefully fool these vampires into believing that he was one of them.

If Xander and Buffy changed, that was the only way he had any hope of protecting them. At first Spike had thought Buffy might prove immune, but during the fight he realized that he could feel the change all ready taking hold of her. Still when she'd kept fighting, Spike did too, but now it seemed that unless the vampires outright killed her, Buffy would probably rise, at least briefly, as a vampire.

Even if she didn't rise as a vampire, Spike knew that he'd never be able to get them out of here if he had to fight every vampire in the place to do so.

However, Spike hoped that whatever it was that kept bringing Buffy and Xander back to life would kick in, and stop them from becoming vampires. The changes seemed to be happening fast, but it was actually slower than it appeared, even with Xander. Of course, by now, Xander practically felt like one of them, though Spike knew he hadn't completely changed yet.

Spike frowned. If what he was sensing was right, it might even be the following night before Xander and Buffy completely changed. Still, perhaps once the change was complete they'd simply revert back to normal, as they did every time they'd died, at least so far. Of course, at the moment, Xander had only died the one time, but Buffy had died many times.

Spike shrugged. Even if they did rise as vampires, Spike wasn't about to leave them. He loved them, and while he knew they wouldn't exactly be his Buffy and Xander anymore, they would still be his. So, even if he was wrong, he would make sure he was around to take care of them.

It took every ounce of control Spike had or ever hoped to have not to attack those who were crawling all over Buffy, draining her dry, but he knew at this point his best option was to stand back and be one of them, which meant he couldn't go charging over and kill every last one of the fuckers.

Spike even had a plan, if any of them realized that he'd been fighting them at first. He'd pretend that he'd been human when he walked in here, and that he'd been changed like everyone else. Hopefully, that would fool them, since Spike thought all the vampires that had felt his strength before were dead now.

Xander suddenly sat up, and looked toward Buffy. Spike frowned. He didn't know if there was enough of Xander left to want to help Buffy or if Xander was vampire enough now that he wanted to join the vampires.

Xander was on his feet, and Spike moved in front of him. When Xander looked at him, the look in his eyes told Spike that even Xander didn't know why he was moving toward them.

"Spike?" He whispered, and Spike couldn't help the feeling of pleasure that rushed through him when he realized that Xander, vampire or not, remembered him.

"It's me," Spike said, and Xander leaned into his arms.

Spike frowned. The body was Xander's, but it no longer felt like Xander. For the first time in a long time Spike felt the urge to cry.

Seconds later, Xander pulled away and doubled over. All Spike could do was hold him. He could feel the changes speeding up now.

Spike smirked. There might still be some fun to be had here. He still wasn't happy about Xander and Buffy being turned, but perhaps it wouldn't be all bad, maybe they could even have some fun before they changed back. There were things, especially with Xander that Spike wanted to do, but couldn't because as a human Xander simply wasn't strong enough to handle it.

Spike knew it wasn't right, and if Buffy knew what he was thinking, she'd have kicked his ass, but Spike knew that right now all he could do was try to make the best of things.

Though he decided he'd keep his current thoughts a secret from her, just to be safe.

When Spike looked up again he realized that some of the humans had finally managed to open the door. They were safe, because the sun was coming up, and these vampires clearly couldn't go out in the sun. Most of them were struggling to close the doors again.

He realized that he really didn't care either way. He helped Buffy fight the good fight because he loved her, but he didn't really give a damn about the rest of humanity. Okay, there were a few other humans, but they weren't here right now.

Spike looked at Xander and then Buffy. If Coraline was right, and these vampires were like him, Buffy and Xander would wake up hungry, and without humans around it would be hard to feed them.

Then he heard something, and smiled.

There was a lost little lamb hiding behind the table Buffy had originally turned to shield Xander. He could actually see her, though she was probably hidden from the others. She was also far enough away from the door that she'd never make it if she tried. She didn't look older then Buffy or Xander, and that almost made him reconsider, but not for long, because he'd kill the little girl a million times over for Xander and Buffy if he had to.

Spike looked around, and realized that more of the vampires had been killed when they tried to follow the escaping humans.

"Morons," Spike muttered as he moved toward the table. Again that feeling of guilt tried to overcome him, she couldn't be more then sixteen, if that, and he knew he should try and help her escape. It's what both Buffy and Xander would want him to do, but he couldn't. He needed to hide her away so Buffy and Xander could feed when they woke. As vampires they wouldn't care, but Spike was also hoping that they wouldn't be vampires long.

He grabbed the girl and covered her mouth before she could scream. At this point, he could only hope that by the time Xander and Buffy woke from the change they'd be human again. It was the best he, and the struggling girl, could hope for.

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