|Final Destination: Forsaken
Author: The Night Lord PM
Before they were Lords of Beverly Hills, Spike and Cordelia were fighting their own battles against the life-sucking demon, Non and her army of vinyl-clad ladiesRated: Fiction M - English - Adventure/Friendship - Spike & Cordelia C. - Chapters: 6 - Words: 9,088 - Reviews: 6 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 04-17-10 - Published: 03-31-10 - Status: Complete - id: 5859617
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Alright, here is a little spin-off to Final Destination featuring Spike and Cordelia, taking place after their First Night and before Final Destination
"Time for a quick maths lessons, kids. Demons taking advantage of a city gone to hell, plus humans standing around like deers in the headlights, plus vampire with a soul doing his damnedest to stand between them...sometimes, but not always I assure you...equals this"
"Sodding hell," Spike cried
He was lying on the ground, while a reptilian demon had his foot on Spike's head, pinning him down. Spike had rode in on a motorcycle, waving a chain around, when he had been taken down by the demons. He figured it was because these demons were better fighters than the last lot of demons he fought or that he was simply tired. He wasn't sure
"So, how's things going?" Spike asked as he was lifted up
"You were swinging that chain with the intent to do us harm," the demon hissed
"You must be new around here. That's how we greet people and...okay that, that came with the jacket"
The demon had reached inside Spike's duster with its tongue, withdrawing the small sword and spitting it onto the ground, as the other demons hissed at Spike, brandishing their spears, while a couple were standing guard over the young human boy they had captured
"The vampire talks too much," said a demon, "Rip his tonuge out"
"A young human boy and a vampire," said another demon, "Not very great sacrifices, but they should do for the lord"
"Where is Nata?" asked the demon holding Spike
"You mean this guy here?"
The demons all turned around in the direction of the voice, as Spike grinned. Cordelia was standing nearby, bloodied katana in one hand and a dead Nata in her other hand. She smiled, before dropping Nata's body, as the demons snarled and lunged at her. Spike kicked his demon in the chest, breaking out of its grip, before slugging it in the face. Cordelia dodged a demon's spear and sliced its stomach open, before deflecting another demon's spear and elbowing it in the face. Spike punched his demon, before lunging for his fallen sword, but the demon's reptilian tongue wrapped around his wrist, pulling him away from the sword. Spike then grabbed the demon's tongue, before wrapping it around his own throat and choking the demon, before snapping its neck. A demon lunged for Spike, as he dived past it, grabbing his sword and stabbing the demon in the chest, as Cordelia impaled the last demon
"Alright, crisis averted," Spike said, "Unwated visitors taken down. So, who wants a kid?"
He turned to the group of humans standing near the theme park. Cordelia drew a hankerchief from her pocket and wiped her katana clean of the black blood, as a woman handed her the katana's sheath. A couple offered to look after the young boy, as Spike watched them head off with the child, a feeling of sadness coming over him. Since Los Angeles had been sent to Hell, Spike didn't know when he would be able to leave and return to Rome to see Buffy and Emily. He didn't want to get to Rome too late and find Emily all grown up before he had a chance to know her. In a way, that's how it was for Cordelia, when she had Connor
Cordelia looked over at Spike, seeing the sad look on his face as he watched the young boy with his adoptive parents and she knew he was wanting to be in Rome with his baby daughter. But then, the walls went up and he went back into his swaggering, cocky mode
"Jerry, let's find some food for these guys!"
A tall, young man with floppish brown hair followed Spike into the amusement park, disappearing out of sight
"Okay, guys, we're holing up here tonight," Cordelia called, "Let's make it snappy. Remember, don't leave trails for the demons"
The humans herded into the park, looking for a comfortable place for them to stay for the night, while trying to keep out of sight in case any demons came sniffing by. Cordelia watched over them as they milled about. Following the battle in the alley and Los Angeles' damnation to Hell, Cordelia had met up with Spike and they banded together, always on the move. A few humans had hung around them for safety and slowly, over time, more and more humans joined the pair, who were capable of fighting the demons together, but Spike and Cordelia had to choose their battles wisely once the demons lords started rising and conquering territory in Los Angeles
"Mmm, amusement park food again," Jeremy said, "I'm naming my ulcer 'Spike'"
"It's not pretty, but it's edible," Spike said, "Practically made to withstand the apocalypse. Stop whining and fire up the grill. It's late"
"How do you know the time. The sun and the moon are up simultaneously"
"We've been up for a while. Use your head, Jerry. In face, I officially declare it 9:15 Pacific Spike time. Spread the word"
"My name is Jeremy"
"Tonight! We dine! Like tourists!"
Spike lifted up one of the large crates easily and carried out on his shoulder, while Jeremy brought out a large bag of food. Cordelia saw that they were bringing the food out and gathered the humans around for them to take their share, before helping Spike and Jeremy bring out the rest of the food. As the humans sat around eating, Spike moved away from them, removing a photo from inside his jacket. It was a photo of Buffy posing happily with a newborn Emily that Dawn had given to Spike before he left Rome. Whenever Spike thought about Buffy, he would try and find himself a quiet place so he could stare at the photo of the Slayer and their daughter
"Hey, how's things going?" Cordelia asked
Spike stuffed the photo away, but didn't turn around as Cordelia joined him. At least Spike didn't feel like the only non or half-human around
"Mooning over the blond slayer once again?" Cordelia asked
"We need to keep moving," Spike said, changing the subject, "We can't stay here for too long. Need to find some new digs"
"They're pretty run down," Cordelia said, looking over at the people, "We should let them rest here for a bit before we move on"
"Alright, we'll let them sleep for a bit, then we'll move"
Spike drew a cigarette out of his pocket, before grabbing his lighter and attempting to light his cigarette, but to no avail
"Do amusement parks sell bloody lighters?"
At that moment, Jeremy appeared, lighting up Spike's cigarette. He blew out a stream of smoke, as a group of young teenagers arrived
"Yo, Spike, we gotta talk"
"Oh what now?" Spike asked, "Jerry, go find some weapons and some real men to help you guard the flock. Cheerleader, hold his hand"
Cordelia rolled her eyes and left with Jeremy, as Spike walked away with the teenagers following after him
"Spike, we were thinking of trying out the rides. There's one with a dinosaur and a log flume. 4-D dinosars, man"
"Wow. No. Shut up"
"Come on, Spike, don't suck!"
"Rides make noise. Noise brings us unwanted attention. If you rugrats are that bored, by all means, go play with Cordy. She'll kick your ass in 4-D"
Deciding to try and locate a new place to stay, Spike walked away from the teenagers, heading into the parking garage and starting up his motorcycle, before leaving the amusement park. Two reptilian demons of the same kind that Spike and Cordelia had fought earlier were hiding on the upper level, watching Spike leave
"Alpha male is gone. We slaughter the men and take the women as tribute," one of the demons hissed
The demon rose up, grabbing his spear, but then a vinyl-covered fist burst out from his chest, as a knife was stabbed into the other demon's throat. Two female demons dressed in vinyl bodysuits stood in their place
"Not your kill, little lizard"
Meanwhile, as Spike rode on the highway, weaving amongst the cars, he tried to think about where he and Cordelia could move the flock. He had heard that the Westwood Lord would be a push-over and and even thought about heading to Silverlake, but he decided not to bring his problems to a friend's doorstep. Spike took a right off the highway, heading to downtown Los Angeles, arriving outside the Wolfram and Hart building. He came to a stop, looking at the building and contemplating on whether to bring the herd here. He figured that it might be the safest place in Hell to stay, seeing as it had survived the trip. As he mulled it over, Spike drew another cigarette and tried to light it up
"Birthplace of fire and brimstone and I can't get a bloody-"
Flames suddenly exploded in front of Spike, incinerating his cigarette. He looked up to see a massive dragon before him, recognising it as the very same dragon that Angel had wanted to slay
"-Light. Right then. How have you been?" Spike asked
"Jerry! Jerry! Jerry! 4-"
"Spike said no"
"Spike said no"
"Why is it up to me anyway?" Jeremy asked, "Spike can't even get my name right. That's not to say you should. Besides, I'm not in charge, so go ask Cor – uh, get everyone inside"
The teenagers turned around to see a group of female demons dressed in black vinyl bodysuits descending from the rides and surrounding them
"Followers of the vampire. You will surrender or face certain death," said a demon
"Way more exciting than 4-D dinosaurs by like a billion," said a teenager