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Connor walked along the building roof, watching over Lucas Strike. So far, he hadn’t been detected and he wanted to keep it that way. The vampire headed down a back alley, presumably searching for prey. Connor made sure he kept downwind of the vampire as he leapt across the rooftops. Lucas came out onto a small back alley and looked around, hands in pockets, before heading off with direction. Connor looked ahead and saw a tall brunette woman heading home. However, she had Lucas on her trail. Dropping down to the ground, Connor followed after Lucas, whilst keeping his distance, waiting for the right moment to strike

“Hey, pretty lady, what’s your name?” Lucas asked, reaching the young woman

“Get off me, creep,” the woman replied

“Oh, I’ll get off all right”

Lucas grinned and vamped out. However, the woman didn’t scream. She simply punched him in the face. Lucas and Connor were both surprised by the move, as the woman then reached into her handbag for a wooden stake. Lucas growled and grabbed the woman by the throat, pinning her against the wall

“You’re not a Slayer,” he growled, “Who do you think you are?”

“Kill me and find out,” the woman said

Lucas bared his fangs, but then Connor intervened, knocking the vampire away. Lucas snarled and swung his fist, but Connor caught his arm and pulled him off balance, before catching Lucas in the jaw with a right hook

“Get out of here,” Connor said to the woman

“I know you,” Lucas growled, “You were with Spike last night”

“Spike?” the woman said, “As in-”

“You’re not gonna live past this night,” Connor said

Lucas lashed out with a left snap kick, but Connor ducked and struck him again. He backhanded Connor across the face, before grabbing him by his shirt and slamming him face-first into the wall, pinning his arm behind his back

“Why do you smell like Angelus?” Lucas asked

“I don’t know, maybe because I’m his son”

Connor drove his elbow backwards into Lucas’ face, breaking his nose. The vampire growled and staggered back, as Connor whirled around with a straight blow to his jaw. Falling onto his back, Lucas quickly rolled onto his feet, before growling, then leaping up onto a building rooftop and took off. Connor contemplated going after him, but decided to check on the civilian

“Angel’s son?” the woman asked, “You’re Angel’s son? And you know Spike?”

“Yeah, I do,” Connor said nervously, “Who are you?”

“I’m Dawn Summers, Buffy’s little sister”

“Buffy? The Slayer?”

“The one and only”

“Holy crap”

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Spike and Lindsey crossed the street, staying away from the streetlights as they hid around the corner of the building. Illyria and Dracula followed soon after, as Spike picked the lock and stepped inside. Dracula pushed past him in his wolf form, sniffing the air, before bounding up the stairs. Illyria and Lindsey headed towards the basement, as Spike followed after Dracula

“Who goes there?” demanded a guard

With one blow, Illyria knocked the guard out cold, as Lindsey picked the lock and entered the basement, flicking the dim light on, as Illyria strode past him

“Mommy!” Elena cried

Illyria rushed over to the little girl and snapped the chains, before pulling Elena into a bone-crushing hug. Luckily for her heritage, Elena was able to withstand it

“Where’s Daddy?” Elena asked

“He’s going to kick some demon ass,” Lindsey replied

Spike and Dracula crept along the corridor, two female guards lying unconscious nearby

“Kinda reminds me of Berlin,” Spike said, “You’re not gonna betray me, are you?”

Dracula gave him a withering look, before fully facing a door and kicking it open. Almost instantly, five arrows impaled his body and he staggered back

“Guess they were expecting us,” Spike commented

“Of course,” Dracula growled, ripping the bolts out

“Come on in and play, boys,” came Non’s voice

“Only if you lower your crossbows,” Spike called back

“No, simply because it will be no fun”

“Oh bugger this”

Spike drew a sword from inside his duster, as Dracula also drew a sword. With a slight nod, the pair burst into the room. Crossbow bolts were fired, but Spike and Dracula dived out of the way, waiting until the women started reloading, then they took their chance, moving forth and swinging their swords, spraying the walls with blood. Noelle blasted Dracula back across the room with telekinesis

Spike slashed wide at Spider, as another woman elbowed him in the back. Whirling around, he sliced her across the stomach, as another two women leapt at him. Dracula stabbed one woman through the stomach, as Illyria entered the room, booting a woman in the face. Non grabbed a nearby chair and slammed it upon Dracula’s head, disorientating him, before slamming him against the wall, as Spike kicked Noelle in the jaw

“Dracula, get the hell out of here,” he called after loosing his sword

Illyria was still throwing women off her, but she was slowly losing the battle from being overwhelmed. Dracula shakily got to his feet, scoring a blow to the jaw that sent him reeling, as Non threw him across the room. Spike punched Spider, then drove his elbow backwards into the face of another women

“Dracula, get the hell out of here now,” Spike shouted

“You’re getting overwhelmed, you fool, you need my help,” Dracula called

“If I go down, someone’s gotta take care of Elena”

“You’re insane, Spike”

“Yeah, so I’ve been told”

Non slammed Illyria onto the floor, then kicked her along the ground. Illyria went to get up, but several women piled up on her, restricting her movements, as Non grabbed Spike’s sword and rammed it through Illyria’s stomach. She groaned in pain, as Dracula threw a woman aside, before leaving the room. Spike kept on fighting, but was overwhelmed and knocked out from a blow from Spider, as Illyria passed out

“Take them downstairs,” Non ordered, “And find me Dracula”

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Spike groaned and slowly opened his eyes. He tried to move his arms, but found that they were chained above his head, as pain raked through his chest. He growled and vamped out, seeing Non crouching before him in the light. She smiled and ran her sharp fingernails down his chest again, leaving bloody marks behind. His duster had been removed and a few shreds of cloth were all that remained of his T-shirt

“Such power inside you, Spike,” Non grinned, “And I can’t use any of it”

“Good, cause I don’t feel like sharing,” Spike growled, “Where is she?”

“Your primordial bitch? Oh, she’s a mess right now. Nice job getting your little spawn out of here, but Bram Stoker’s creation won’t get far”

“Yeah, I doubt that. See, you underestimate the old ponce. And you underestimate me”

“Yeah, I doubt that,” Non smirked, “You’re not getting out of this one”

“Try me”

“Well, I’ll leave you for now. But hey, at least I’m not gonna leave you alone”

Non left the room, closing and locking the door, as a dim light was switched on, revealing the rotten corpses piled up around Spike

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