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anythingdrabbleTitle: Fists and Fangs
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Characters/Pairing: Spike
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: none
Word count: 100 (Google Docs)
Setting/Spoilers: Set in S4, some time between eps. 4x03 “The Harsh Light of Day” and 4x06 “Wild at Heart”
Summary: Spike decides that losing the Gem of Amara isn’t all that bad.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made. All rights belong to the respective owners.
Challenge: #400 - Daylight
Crossposted:sweetandshort, My journal, Sunnydale After Dark
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Spike turned the ignition of his DeSoto with a growl.
The Gem of Amara was gone, shattered by his self-righteous grandsire. He’d cursed Angel’s name until his throat was raw, but now, as he drove into the daylight, he felt something akin to relief.
The invulnerability had been a rush, but it had also taken the bite out of the fight. What was the point of a tussle without the thrill of defying death?
He grinned. Soon, he’d remind Buffy what a real challenge looked like, the way it was meant to be: his fists and fangs against her stake.
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Characters/Pairing: Spike
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: none
Word count: 100 (Google Docs)
Setting/Spoilers: Set in S4, some time between eps. 4x03 “The Harsh Light of Day” and 4x06 “Wild at Heart”
Summary: Spike decides that losing the Gem of Amara isn’t all that bad.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made. All rights belong to the respective owners.
Challenge: #400 - Daylight
Crossposted:
sweetandshort, My journal, Sunnydale After Dark—
Spike turned the ignition of his DeSoto with a growl.
The Gem of Amara was gone, shattered by his self-righteous grandsire. He’d cursed Angel’s name until his throat was raw, but now, as he drove into the daylight, he felt something akin to relief.
The invulnerability had been a rush, but it had also taken the bite out of the fight. What was the point of a tussle without the thrill of defying death?
He grinned. Soon, he’d remind Buffy what a real challenge looked like, the way it was meant to be: his fists and fangs against her stake.
