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Fic: Spike vs Dracula

Title: Spike vs Dracula
Creator: drizzlydaze
Rating: PG
Setting: S5 Buffy vs Dracula
Word count: 751
Prompt: 2. What if Dracula made Spike and/or Buffy his minion(s) (like Xander in Buffy vs Dracula)?
A/N: Randomy random. The prompts this month are so good, but I can't think of anything to write...

He’s here for the eleven quid. Bonus if he happens to make things a little more difficult for Drac. So he’s in the big, spooky castle that just screams cheap horror flick, like the owner’s got some major self-esteem issues that need a lair like this to assuage.

“Oooooh, I’m the Big Bad,” Spike mocks, his singsong voice echoing down the corridor. “I gotta have my waxy candelabra and stuff, makes me feel like a real vamp.” He walks for a bit more, only hearing his footsteps on stone, and shivers slightly. He shakes it off, scowling. “Get out here, you poncy bugger!” Step, step, step. He turns into a hall, footsteps now muffled by carpet, and keeps his eyes peeled for the tell-tale mist.

But no. It’s the dramatic voice entrance instead. “Spike,” the accented voice comes, dripping with disdain. “How… welcome your presence is.”

He stomps his muddy, chunky boots on the rich red carpet. “’Course, you know why I’m here.”

“A willing plaything?” Now the mist; Drac materialises in front of him. “Very considerate of you. But tell me, did you believe the electricity in your head will protect you from me invading your mind?”

Spike ignores that and stretches a hand out. “Eleven quid.” And tries to think of pink elephants.

“I have paid that debt. You were in the Wolfram and Hart offices at the time, as I recall,” Dracula says slowly. He says everything slowly, but then he’s a slow thinker. “No matter. I will give you the money—for a price.”

“You owe me that money, I don’t think—”

“You will do a service for me.”

He freezes up, muscles locked and breath stopped. Drac’s eyes are black skies. This is thrall. Different from Dru’s psychedelic, bizarre draw; it is heavy, wrapping itself like a velvet curtain around his mind. Numb and shadowed, thoughts slipping away, he struggles to cling onto something, anything of himself: eleven quid eleven quid eleven quid eleven quid—can’t wait till Buffy kicks your arse.

Then he’s gone. Losing himself like that is one of the most frightening things he’s undergone. (He’ll change his mind about that a lot in the next three years.)

When he wakes, his fangs are in a throat. He realises immediately that it’s Buffy’s. Slayer’s. Sweet, rich blood trickling into his mouth. Her body below his, arched against his. He can feel the beginnings of a spark coming on, wispy tendrils of pain, and he gingerly disengages, licking his teeth. Her eyes open after a little while, and they’re looking at each other in a moment of disconcertion, like getting their bearings from a long sleep. She’s still lying under him, hand at the back of his head, feeling soft and human.

Then he realises: She’s still lying under him, hand at the back of his head, feeling soft and human. And his eyes widen in time with hers. He leaps off of her and she’s back on her feet in a flash. Can’t call Buffy taste this time, he thinks. Slayer blood is nothing to turn your nose up at. His face is still a mask of horror and disgust. “That arsehole!”

You asshole!”

“What the hell are you on about? I’m the one who was under thrall—what the bloody hell were you doing?”

You were on top of me!”

“You let me bite you!” He paces around furiously, willing himself to remember what happened. It all seems a blur, a dream he just woke from.

“Okay, okay,” Buffy says. “It was just a magic thing. Like that spell. Regular Sunnydale hazard stuff.”

“At least tell me you got rid of old Drac.”

“He left a while ago,” she says, not looking at him. “Left you as his minion. The thrall, is it like mind control?”

“Thrall? Can be, sometimes.” What happened? What happened? “Think it was more of a general impulse this time. Foggy.”

“Impulse. Yes,” she mutters viciously. “Let’s just go and leave this as one thing never to speak of again. Unless Dracula decides to come back and bake forgiveness cookies.”

Speaking of things the Count needs to do… Spike spots an envelope on the table, walks over and rips it open. Eleven quid, neat. There’s a note inside, antiquated writing on stiff fancy paper.

Eleven pounds as promised.
Sifting through your mind and future, I feel it is only kind to wish you the best of luck with the Slayer.

You’re welcome.

Your Master and Count,


( 24 comments — Leave a comment )
Apr. 18th, 2013 01:32 pm (UTC)
Oh clever Spuffy twist on that episode!
Apr. 20th, 2013 01:46 pm (UTC)
Apr. 18th, 2013 01:54 pm (UTC)
Awesome! Although I think I would like to read the missing scene!
Apr. 20th, 2013 01:46 pm (UTC)
Thank you!
Apr. 18th, 2013 02:54 pm (UTC)
Dear, sweet Drac! I think I need to bake him a cake. :D

Apr. 20th, 2013 01:47 pm (UTC)
Like... the cake version of blood pudding? ^^
Apr. 18th, 2013 03:14 pm (UTC)
He fared better than Xander. I like this!

Apr. 20th, 2013 01:48 pm (UTC)
Yep, not so much a buttmonkey. Thanks!
Apr. 18th, 2013 06:28 pm (UTC)
Well, at least he got his money back.

I know what you mean about the prompts. They're great, and I got nothing.
Apr. 20th, 2013 01:49 pm (UTC)
Exactly that, on all counts.
Apr. 18th, 2013 08:43 pm (UTC)
Nice. Especially Drac's little message. I really enjoy the foreshadowing earlier, too.
Apr. 20th, 2013 01:49 pm (UTC)
Thank you.
Apr. 18th, 2013 09:24 pm (UTC)
Hee Dracula is a tricky one. Love this.
Apr. 20th, 2013 01:50 pm (UTC)
Glad you liked it.
Apr. 19th, 2013 02:45 am (UTC)
Ha! Brilliant. I love your description of thrall, and "he’ll change his mind about that a lot in the next three years."
Apr. 20th, 2013 01:51 pm (UTC)
Apr. 19th, 2013 02:48 am (UTC)
Spike vs. Dracula is my favorite comic series. What a great take on it!
Apr. 20th, 2013 01:51 pm (UTC)
o/ Thank you!
Apr. 19th, 2013 06:32 am (UTC)
Hee! Very clever!
Apr. 20th, 2013 01:52 pm (UTC)
Apr. 19th, 2013 10:27 pm (UTC)
Zzzzzing! This is a great story, love the characterization.
Apr. 20th, 2013 01:52 pm (UTC)
Thank you for reading!
Apr. 20th, 2013 09:36 am (UTC)
Love it. What a great twist. Drac has a great sense of humour.
Apr. 20th, 2013 01:53 pm (UTC)
I imagine he'd use his bonus vamp powers for the funs.
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