𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐘 ● BTVS

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍.

𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓

spike strolled down the darkened street, a cigarette between his lips and a hand in his pocket. he often went on nighttime walks and occasionally dakota would join him, which would make the experience even more pleasant, but he was alone tonight and felt her absence .

he approached an alleyway, looking to take a shortcut back to his crypt, but he soon stopped once he noticed the outlines of two people. rolling his eyes, spike assumed it was two dumb kids hooking up.

turning his back, spike began walking away until a familiar scent of lavender and vanilla overwhelmed his scenes. he turned back, narrowing his eyes to get a better look at the two individuals. 

a nearby street light shone down on them, casting a nightly glow over sawyer's vamped out face. 

anger swallowed spike whole as he clenched his fist, heatedly crushing his cigarette under his foot. he grumbled a few profanities under his breath before marching down the dimly lit alley, his leather duster bellowing behind him.

sawyer's teeth sunk deeper and deeper into dakota's soft neck. he drank more and more, draining the life out of her bit by bit. he pulled the girls body closer to him, getting more desperate to drain her dry and consume ever drop of her blood .

dakota slowly fell more and more out of consciousness. the numb feeling that sat within her grew even more powerful and was so close to overcoming her. she was so close to becoming one with the darkness until she was ripped from sawyer grasp.

dakota fell back into the arms of spike who stared down at the barely living girl with concern. sawyer looked up at the vampire in front of him, blood running down his chin and neck.

"was my beating not enough for you?" spike asked him, scowling angrily.

sawyer laughed loudly, unfazed, "when are you gonna give up? she clearly doesn't want you". sawyer motioned to the girl in spike's arms, "she chose me". 

"not bloody likely," spike muttered, looking sawyer up and down in disgust. he gently placed dakota on the floor before jumping up to his feet, his face transforming to match the one in front of him.

"come on then, blondie," sawyer teased spike which only angered him further.

spike charged at him, slamming him against the wall. he got a few blows to the face before sawyer pushed back, punching spike deep in the gut, making him to keel over. he hit spike across the face, causing him to fall against the wall.

sawyer laughed once again, shaking his head at spike, "i knew you were no match for me. no wonder dakota chose me over...". he looked down at spike, chuckling in a mocking tone, " you ".

spike growled, giving sawyer a hard blow to the face then roughly grabbing his shoulders, headbutting the dark haired boy. spike picked up his game, dodging ever hit that sawyer attempted to give. he knocked sawyer to the ground and pinned him down, beating him to a bloody pulp.

he then grabbed sawyer's battered face and grinned smugly, heavy pants escaping his lips, "no match, huh?". with that final line, spike broke an old wooden crate, plunging the pointed tip into his heart, sawyer's body disintegrating underneath him.