Prague
 
Author: Lilithangel
 
Email: abchainey@xtra.co.nz
 
Website: www.livejournal.com/users/lilithbint
 
Fandom: BtVS AU
 
Characters: Spike, Drusilla, Ripper
 
Genre: slash/horror/action
 
Warnings: contains death, vampire feeding, m/m relationship, cross dressing.
 
Rating: R18
 
Summary: a prequel to Always Faithful http://lilithbint.livejournal.com/47366.html#cutid1 .
Spike turned Rupert Giles in the 1980's.   In Season 2 of BtVS it is mentioned that the Council of Watchers thought that Drusilla died in Prague.  This is my version of events with Ripper involved.
 
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Spike hated the new Prague.  Before the fall of the iron curtain it had been a fun place to hang out.  People disappeared all the time thanks to the KGB so nobody noticed a few extra disappearing.  And the underground community of drug and weapon running allowed him to make some extra cash as well.
 
The crime was still there but people noticed things more making it harder to stay below the radar of the new government.  Dru liked it though and had been so happy to find her old ballet teacher was still around.
 
The last time around they had come to Prague because Dru had wanted to learn to dance and Spike had found a ballet teacher willing to teach at night with no questions asked.  Dru had loved it so much Spike had let the teacher live when they left.  Besides Oxana had been such a hard arse Spike had begun to like her too.  She was incredibly flexible as well the things she could do with her thighs had kept him and Dru entertained many times. 
 
When they had said goodbye she had smiled at him and thanked him for not feeding on her or her family letting him understand that she knew what they were.  Of course the fact that they did not show up in the wall to wall mirrors had probably been a dead giveaway.
 
Oxana was older now but still as sharp as ever and Spike felt a pang of regret at her aging despite her maintaining her beauty.  The fall of the iron curtain had not been kind to her, before she had had a stable job teaching at the state ballet school with high status and good money.  Now she was just another teacher in a big city competing for an increasingly small pool of students.  So she had happily accepted Dru's request to teach Ripper how to dance. 
 
Spike just thanked his lucky stars that it was Ripper dressed in tights and a tutu this time around.  That said the young vampire looked rather tasty in the getup.  Dru had spent hours plucking all the hairs out of Ripper's chest and legs so that he was as smooth as a girl.  His long legs looked good hugged by the tights and they accentuated his firm arse in a very appealing way.  It was an incredible turn on to imagine the boy in the getup on his knees sucking Spike's cock, especially with the makeup and feathers in his hair.
 
Oxana could have shown Angelus a thing or two about discipline too.  Spike perched on a windowsill at the dance studio watching her put Ripper through his paces.
 
"The foot is to glide, glissade." Oxana tapped Ripper's foot with her training cane, "Glide, not stomp like an elephant." She tapped the cane harder to emphasis her point.  Spike's own foot throbbed in memory, the little dance instructor wielded that cane like a dominatrix and Spike knew that Ripper would have lovely welts all over his legs and feet by the end of the evening.
 
Dru was standing behind Ripper carefully working through the steps flawlessly.  Spike loved to watch his princess dance even when she was hearing music that nobody else could hear.  She was wearing one of the custom made tutus Spike had given her in the style of the black swan from Swan Lake and made Spike's heart swell with contentment.
 
Dru had insisted Ripper learn the female steps as she wanted to watch Spike and him dance together.  Spike was looking forward to it as well despite the fact that Ripper was that much taller.  Spike had actually enjoyed learning to dance and had discovered that it had helped in his fighting.  With his vampire speed and power the ballet added a lethal grace to his style that suited his build.  He was really looking forward to seeing the changes to Ripper's hunt as well.
 
Ripper had been excited to come to Prague talking about the history and beauty of the city until Spike had gagged him to shut up.  He begged for permission to go shopping as soon as they were settled and returned with a huge stack of books talking about how the city stank of magic. 
 
Ripper had learnt to scan books quickly and memorise what was important since they had a tendency to have to leave places quickly.  Spike and Ripper kept essential belongs close by at all times for quick exits, most belongings could be replaced and neither had deep attachments to things anyway.
 
Spike's feet moved unconsciously in time with Oxana's instructions.  "demi-plié, fifth and demi-plié," she clapped the beat encouraging Ripper to follow, "glide, again."
 
Oxana saw Spike grin at Ripper's discomfort and called a halt, "Mr William perhaps you would like to show Mr Rupert how it is done?"  Spike wiped the grin from his face and leapt down from the windowsill.  He shrugged off his leather jacket and went over to the bar.  He raised an eyebrow at Ripper's smirk and performed the move flawlessly still wearing his boots.
 
"Not bad Mr William," Oxana commented, "you have not practiced enough though."
 
Spike laughed and swung Oxana around in his arms, "I like you Madame," he said putting her down before she took her cane to him.
 
"Thank you Mr William, please do not do that." Oxana's English was good but she used it sparingly, "take off boots and dance properly."
 
Spike bowed to Oxana and removed his boots.  Padding over to Dru he bowed again and extended his hand to her.  Dru took his hand and he spun her into the middle of the room.
 
"All dancers should be vampires," Oxana commented to Ripper as they watched the perfectly matched pair dance.  Spike was able to hold Dru with ease and catch her no matter how high he threw her.  She trusted him to always be there and the chemistry between them was almost visible.
 
Ripper looked at the dance teacher with surprise but nodded his agreement, the vampires made the most difficult move seem effortless and their inhuman grace seemed to control the music.  "You don't mind the fact that we are vampires?"
 
"I have lived through more evil than any vampire could cause," she said, "They are good to me and do not hunt me or mine.  In the end that is what all people do, look after their own."
 
Ripper nodded in agreement his eyes never leaving the dancing couple, they were his own they were his everything and he understood exactly what Oxana meant.
 
"Class is over for the evening," Oxana said as the dance became more intimate, "I will leave you now."
 
"Good night Madame," Ripper bowed over her hand managing to be gentlemanly despite his attire.
 
In the centre of the room Spike had captured Dru in a passionate kiss and Ripper had to adjust his tights as Spike added kisses to Dru's neck and shoulders his hands caressing her body.  He loved to watch them together almost as much as he liked to be in the middle of their attention writhing and begging for release.
 
"Dance with our swan Spikey," Dru said when she noticed the teacher had left.
 
Spike twirled Dru back to Ripper and grinned.  "Well childe, have you learnt enough to dance with me?"
 
Ripper curtsied and put his hand in Spike's.  Spike spun him into the room just as he had Drusilla who clapped with delight.  This dance was more physical than the first.  Spike stalked Ripper across the room bending the young vampire to his will.  Despite the frilly white tutu Ripper held his own resisting the urge to bow down to his sire, knowing that Spike preferred it when he fought back.
 
Despite the size difference Spike lifted Ripper effortlessly as they performed.  Dru laughed and spun on the sidelines delighted by the dancing. 
 
Lowering Ripper to the ground Spike ran an appreciative hand along one leg, "Dru you are going to have to get your tweezers out again," he said with a grin.  Ripper shivered with anticipation at the promise.  He loved to be tied down while Dru moved across his body plucking out hairs.  Her soft hands roaming wherever she chose leaving Ripper a helpless writhing mess.  He enjoyed it almost as much as when Spike would let him suck cock for hours curled at his sire's feet.
 
"Follow," Spike said and started running.  Ripper laughed and followed as Spike launched himself off a wall into a diving fall broken by a tuck and roll.  Ripper copied the move with no less grace coming to a halt in a graceful bow at Spike's feet.
 
Spike lifted Ripper up and ran his hands down the younger vampire admiring the way the leotard clung.  Dru put her hands on Spike's shoulders and whispered in his ear.
 
"Mummy's hungry pet," he said to Ripper, "let's go find her something nice and sweet, and maybe something a bit stronger for us.  Put a coat over your getup I know exactly where to catch something nice."
 
Ripper blinked at the order not sure he liked the idea of being seen in public in such a manner.  He contemplated the wisdom of disobeying Spike and weighed it up against the thrill of someone catching a glimpse of him and the possibility of being allowed to get down on his knees in an alleyway and please his sire.
 
Spike knew his childe perfectly and so wasn't surprised when Ripper paused for a moment and then went and grabbed his coat.  Spike loved the rebellion in Ripper but loved the deviant stripe he had cultivated more.  He couldn't wait to flip that tutu up and fuck the boy over the cooling bodies of their prey while Dru watched.
 
Spike helped Dru into her fur coat and redressed himself.
 
"Are we off to see the wizard?" Dru asked.
 
"After dinner pet," Spike replied.
 
 
 
Dru didn't like the alleyway but Spike thought it was perfect for what he wanted to see.  Ripper was hovering by the entrance the very picture of debauched innocence.  His makeup was smudged and the knees of his tights were torn out from kneeling at Spike's feet. 
 
He was a temptation to good to resist and it wasn't long until a well dressed man stopped by the alley and looked at Ripper in surprise and no little arousal.
 
"Are you alright?" the man asked in Hungarian.  It was a phrase they had all learnt very quickly when they started playing their games, along with 'Please don't' and 'I beg of you'.
 
Ripper looked embarrassed and smiled, "it was a dare but I felt so pretty I wanted to see if anyone else thought so too," he said, "do you think I'm pretty?"
 
"I think you are very pretty my swan," the man switched to English, "but you must be cold."
 
"Will you warm me up?" Ripper asked sounding very much like Dru.
 
"I'm sure I can," the man leered, "what's your name little swan?"
 
"Rupert," Ripper smiled at the man half a head shorter than he was calling him little, "will you dance with me?"  He moved back into the alley and the man followed mindlessly.
 
 "Let's dance Rupert," the man tried to grab hold of the taller man only to find he was caught in a steel grip.
 
"Mind if I cut in?" Spike said in the man's ear.  He spun the man around into Ripper's arms.
 
"Do you think he's pretty?" Ripper asked.
 
"What do you think you're doing, let go of me," the man struggled.  Spike laughed and licked the side of the man's neck.
 
Dru glided past them her attention caught by movement on the other side of the street.  Captivated by the fear pouring off the man Spike did not notice her leaving.
 
Ripper moved closer pinning the man between them.  The feathers in his hair had come askew and when he slipped into his demon face the makeup made him even more grotesque to the terrified man.
 
"I don't think he thinks I'm pretty anymore," Ripper lisped.
 
"Vampire, szornyeteg," the man gasped.  He began to chant something in Hungarian causing Ripper to growl.
 
"Magic," he said to Spike and bit through the man's throat, "wow," his eyes widened.
 
Curious Spike took a bite out of the side of the man's neck.  Instantly he was hit by a burst of magic that made the blood fizz.  All too quickly the man's heart slowed and stopped.  Dropping the body Spike grabbed Ripper and kissed him hard.  He was about to push Ripper down to take care of his demanding erection when he realised that Dru had gone.
 
"Bugger," Spike checked the alley.
 
"Damn," Ripper agreed and they headed out to find her.
 
On the other side of the street Dru was dancing with a child who should not have been out so late.  The child was scared Dru had already taken a bite but had been distracted.
 
Ripper touched Spike's arm and pointed down the street a bit to a group of men watching Dru and chanting.
 
"It's a fucking trap," Spike swore, "distract them and I'll get Dru."
 
Whatever the men had been expecting it wasn't a vampire in full demon face charging at them wearing a white tutu.  Their chant faltered and it gave Ripper a chance to tear one of them apart.  Two stepped forward to engage Ripper with stakes and daggers while the remaining attempted to continue.
 
Spike reached Dru in time to catch her as she crumpled to the ground.  He felt the wave of magic brush past.  The whimpering child was tossed aside as Spike checked his dark princess was alright.
 
"I feel funny Spikey," she whispered, "all bad tingly inside.  I don't like it."
 
Spike kissed her on the forehead and made her comfortable on the ground, "be right back darling," he said slipping into demon face.  With a roar Spike flew down to where Ripper was holding his own against the humans.
 
Ripper had taken out the two guards and one of the chanters when Spike dove in breaking the necks of two more and pinning the remaining man against a wall.
 
"What did you do to her?" he demanded.  The man replied defiantly in Hungarian and spat in Spike's face.  With a growl Spike bounced the man's head against the wall, there was a squelching noise and the man slumped in Spike's hands. 
 
Spike tossed the body aside and looked at Ripper.  "Did you feel it?" he asked. 
 
A cry from Drusilla revealed more to the trap as a flurry of crossbow bolts flew across the street.  Spike batted several of them away and Ripper set several more alight, but two found their marks.  Spike swore with frustration at the bolt in his shoulder but ignored it when he saw the second imbed in Ripper's chest.
 
Both were forgotten when they saw several men swarm over Drusilla who was spitting like a cat at them.  She managed several serious strikes but whatever spell had been cast on her she was weakening fast.
 
Spike launched himself into the air and practically flew into the humans ripping apart whatever he could touch.  Ripper threw himself on top of Drusilla to protect her.  When Spike was thrown into the wall Ripper muttered an incantation that threw all the attackers back into the street.
 
Spike snapped the bolt out of his shoulder and picked up Dru.  They started running as a large mob appeared at the other end of the street.
 
Ripper looked back ignoring the bolt in his chest and laughed despite his fear for Drusilla.  They spent a lot of time running from mobs, between Drusilla's madness, Spike's impetuousness and his ability to piss of magic users.  Ripper loved the exhilaration of the chase almost as much as the hunt.
 
They left the mob behind easily and back tracked to the warehouse they had been staying in.
 
Ripper grabbed his books and packed up Spike and Dru's belongings.
 
"Bloody Hungarians," Spike grumbled, "I really hate Prague.  You get anything?" he asked Ripper as he finished bandaging up the chest wound.
 
"I felt the magic but I don't know," Ripper confessed, "I can remember some of the words they chanted but need my books.  We shouldn't have killed them all," he said regretfully.
 
"You think?" Spike said rolling a cigarette.
 
"We should leave anyway," Ripper said, "they will find us with magic soon enough."
 
"Let's get the hell out of Europe," Spike said, "I have an urge for something warmer."
 
"Can we say goodbye to Madame first?" Dru wandered into the room.
 
"Dru honey, you should be resting," Spike went over to her, "I'll bring you a snack before we go."
 
"Madame, please Spike," Dru said, "her star is going out."
 
Spike nodded, "very well pet, then how does America sound for a visit?"
 
"It sounds yummy, maybe we will find daddy too there is a city with his name there."
 
Spike glowered as he always did when Angelus was mentioned and Ripper ran a comforting hand down his sire's back.  He had yet to meet the infamous Angelus and was curious to see if the vampire matched the few things he had read as a human or was closer to the descriptions given by Spike and Drusilla.
 
Occasionally when drinking Spike would mention the good old days with Angelus and Ripper would be consumed with jealousy at the emotion in Spike's voice.  When Drusilla talked of Angelus Spike would bristle in much the same manner adding to Ripper's increasing understanding of vampire families.
 
Ripper slipped out of the room and grabbed someone out of the larder to strengthen Drusilla.  He grabbed a little something for the journey knowing they could drop the body off at the border.  Ripper was not sure what the magic was doing to Dru and could only hope he could find something in his books as he was not sure what his sire would do if he lost their dark princess.
 
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