It's In My Blood pt.1-3

Author: Sarafina aka Gifted Spike
sarafina@delcarsdungeon.com
Co-Author: Murray DeLee who helped me Beta and added their 2 cents.
Disclaimer: Yawn..again..oh all right, not mine, all character belong to Joss and ME
Spoilers: None, totally AU Idea taken from eps: Nightmares, The Wish and Dopplegangerland
Summary: The Master has taken over the Hellmouth, but how much control does he really have?
Feedback? Well Duh, Yeah I'd love it.
Distribution: Just ask and ye shall receive


Prologue

Buffy waited in the shadows, the girl knew she was here. Buffy could remember the feeling the girl was experiencing. She had a knowing grin on her face. To know you're being watched and not finding the watcher was always so nerve wracking.
She sauntered out of cover and began conversationally. "Hi, I'm Buffy"
The girl spun to face her. "I am Kendra, The Vampire Slayer and I have come to end your traitorous existence, Buffy."
"'S not like I had a choice there. I don't see you facing the Master." Buffy ducked the stake that was thrown at her. She had the advantage, having trained to be a slayer herself; she knew the moves and techniques. "My turn." She pounced on the girl and pinned her to the ground, hands under Buffy's knees. Ground fighting wasn't a slayer's best styles. "Please, keep struggling, it makes it ever so much more fun." Buffy leaned down and tore the flesh at the juncture of the neck and shoulder with her teeth. 'Ahh…this is the stuff.' She thought. 'Spike was so right about it.'
Speak of the devil; Spike emerged from the shadows clapping. "Well done, pet, but you didn't play with her enough.
Buffy looked up, blood dripping down her chin. "Can I play with you later?"
He crouched down beside her, and hoisted the body to sitting position. A playful grin spread across his features. "Only if you share, luv."

Chapter One

"Angelus, do you know why you and yours have been summoned before me?" The Master sat on his throne in the backroom of the Bronze. His fingers in a steepled postion, moving slightly every now and then.
"I assume your going to tell us." Angelus was bored. If it wasn't for this place being the Hellmouth, he would have taken his clan and split eons ago.
The Master's glare hardened at the open insolence shown by Darla's childe, but he was powerful. The Master tolerated him; soon he would have to be shown who was in charge. "One of your" He spit the word out, "Brood" eying Buffy with open distaste "has killed a slayer without permission. What do you plan to do?"
"I'm thinking about throwing a congratulations party. Let's see, that makes what?" Angelus counted on his fingers "Four slayers my brood has killed." he looked at Buffy and winked. "Or turned. What's your count up to? Oh that's right, you don't sully your hands in such matters, silly of me to imply you were actually a vampire with balls."
"Daddy, you shouldn't make the Master angry." Drusilla crooned next to him. "He has red all around him, like pretty ribbons." She leaned in close. "But you are right as always."
"The party should happen soon because I am so bored." Willow broke her kiss with Xander. "If the Master wants to punish Buffy, let him. It might be fun."
The master surveyed the motley crew before him. One of his own line through Darla at its head, with an insane nun at his side. Two of his own making, whose loyalty shifted when the-slayer-who-wasn't saved the red head from certain death. They were groping and pawing at each other, not even paying any attention. His anger grew. Three stood in the back stoic and unmoving, the slayer's mother, watcher and sister. Then his eyes rested on the Slayer and her sire. If he had finished the job, instead of discarding her carcass like the garbage it was, maybe this wouldn't have happened. "Enough! Have you not taught them anything about respect?" The Master slammed his hand down hard enough to make Darla jump a little in her chair at his side. "Get out of my sight, and remember Little-Miss-Slayer-Who-Isn't. All Slayers on the Hellmouth belong to me!"
None of them moved. Angelus turned with a smirk and moved toward the front of the club, only then did they follow him out.
Angelus slammed Buffy against the wall for the fifth or sixth time. "Don't let it happen again! I hate going in front of that prick and if I find myself there again the torture will never end for you. Understand?"
Buffy nodded. After Angelus let her go she went immediately to Spike's side. Angelus looked as though he was going to tear into Spike next, but smiled instead. "All right everyone, let's get this show on the road." He clapped and rubbed his hands together, then offered his arm to Dru. "There's a party to be had at the college campus."

Part Two

Buffy lay in bed thinking over the events of the past couple of years. She came to this town as the slayer. She did her job well until the Master showed up. She stated that she had quit, she didn't want to die, and she was no longer going to be the slayer. Now looking back, she hadn't realized how right she had been.
She did face the Master, she lost, and he drank from her tossing her aside to expire. One man defied his Sire and the master and gave her the gift. She reached over and started tracing the lines on his back.
Spike rolled over and propped his head up with one arm. "Can't sleep Luv?"
"Why did you turn me?" She reached up and began tracing his lips with her fingers.
"I don't know. I wanted to see if I could, you know, turn a slayer." He shrugged.
"That's it?" She feigned anger knowing there was more to it. "Is that why you claimed me right then and there?"
"A lot of good it did me. You fought the link for two bloody years. Flaunting those useless wankers you called boyfriends in front of me, just to prove you belonged to no one. You even played with Angelus for a time." His eyes glinted like steel at the thought. "Why did you come back to me?"
"I met a woman at the Bronze one night, her name was 'Monica. "
"Wait, I remember her. She wore the leather mini skirts and low cut tank tops and had" he gestured with his arms "a rack out to here?"
Buffy rolled her eyes. "Yeah, you forgot the fish net stockings and high heeled boots." She said sarcastically. "Anyway, she and I started talking one night. It started as small talk you know, stalking techniques, why Darla hangs out with the master, why all men suck." He looked as though he was going to make a comment and she covered his mouth with her hand.
"She noticed the claim mark on my neck. Hell, the only way I can cover it up is with a scarf. Did you have to put it so close to the front?"
"I had to cover the master's bite." He said quietly and lay on his back.
"So she asked me why I was having so much trouble if I was claimed. I told her I wanted to give my love, you just took it and that hurt me."
He turned his head and arched and eyebrow at her.
"She said that yes claiming caused a bond, but did not guarantee love."
"And what was your response, Luv?"
"I asked her why I loved you the moment I awoke as a vampire." She straddled him so that she could look into his eyes. "She said it was a tiny part because you were my sire. I asked her what the rest was and she just looked at me and grinned. She grabbed her bottle of tequila and walked away to work the crowd."
He reached up traced the outline of her mark as she continued. "That was the night I came and gave you this." She touched her own mark on the side of his neck. "You belong to me, Spike."
"I Own you Summers." And he rolled over placing himself on top of her. Her legs went up and wrapped around his waist.
"Only because I let you."

Part Three

They all were lounging around the throne room of the mansion. Angelus had one leg thrown up over the arm and Dru was fixing the hair on her latest doll at his side. Angelus has a knife in his hand and was spinning it lazily. Willow and Xander lay on one of the sofas. Willow was placing bits of wood under each of his nails. Giggling at every flinch he would make. Joyce and Ripper lay on the other sofa reading with her feet propped in his lap. Buffy sat on the steps at the entranceway and brushed Dawn's hair, Spike leaned on the wall behind them.
Dru suddenly burst out. "This makes a better place for the master of the Hellmouth, don't you think, Daddy?"
Angelus looked at her, his brow wrinkled in confusion. "You want to give the master our…MY mansion?"
She paid no heed that he had even spoken. "The club is not intimidating enough, yes, this will do nicely." She got up and began to stroll out. "Now I have to put you back Miss Nora, or Miss Edith will be sore that I left her alone for so long."
"What was that about?" Dawn asked?
"Who ever knows what Dru goes on about?" Spike lit his cigarette.
"Hey, why don't we girls go out tonight?" Buffy chimed in. You know, have a bite to eat, wreak a little havoc, you know, girls stuff."
"A little is all you could do, Pet"
"Excuse Me?" She whipped her head around to look up at him.
"Well statistically it has been men who have done most of the havoc in the past" Rupert removed his glasses to set them on the table and was totally unprepared for Joyce's foot to come down on him so hard…right there.
"I would think that that might be because most women haven't been able to be in any position of power until recently." Joyce's anger flashed in her eyes as she got off the couch to sit by Buffy and Dawn.
"All right then name one woman when could do evil like us, and vamps don't count." He gestured at the Summers women with the knife. "And I'll let you go."
Willow looked up from her administrations and said "Elizabeth Bathory killed virgin women to bathe in their blood. She thought it would keep her looking young for her lesbian lover."
"Oh, yeah, there was her, but can you name two?" Angel was irritated he had forgotten.
"The Princess Dowager in China, who had woman and children killed in the forbidden city to ensure her place of power." Willow supplied yet again. "Would you like more?"
Angelus stood up. He looked as though he was going to beat her senseless. She could feel her excitement grow at the thought. But he just threw his hands in the air and said. "Fine, go, see if I care." And he slumped back into the chair.
"I'll go get Drusilla." Dawn bounced out of the room.
"How about a friendly wager?" Angelus looked up from studying his blade. "You ladies see what you can do tonight and we'll go out tomorrow night, just us guys. Whomever brings more terror to this town wins."
"What's the stake?" Buffy placed her hands on her hips.
"You ladies will all be my slaves for 24 hours. When you lose."
"And if by chance we win?" Joyce mimicked her daughter's stance.
"Oh... Uh… All of us have to be your slaves."
"No deal." Willow said. "Already got that."
"Hey!" Spike yelled.
"Shut up bleach boy, you know its true." Buffy snapped. "So what's it gonna be, DADDY? What're you willing to put at stake?"
"You women will rule the family for 36 hours." He relented.
Spike rolled his eyes. The women began tittering amongst themselves as they entered the night.
The men watched them all leave.
"Why'd ya go and do that? Bloody women'll make us wish we dust before the time is done." Spike kicked the air.
"Then we just make sure they lose."
"Not sure as I want Buffy to be your slave either."
"As much as I enjoyed her William, It won't be like that. This will be a degrading session if they lose." He got up and stalked over to Spike. "But if I wanted her, you will hand her over."
Spike growled. "No, Angelus, I wouldn't, and she wouldn't go." Both stood toe-to-toe, fists balled and the air thick with testosterone. "You are the master of this clan, but you do not ever bed my mate again!"
Xander and Ripper watched the animalistic ritual of Alpha and Beta male play it self out…again. Xander pulled the remaining bits of wood out of his fingers and said. "I'm hungry, I'm heading out to get someone, you guys want me to bring anyone back?"


part 4-5