Title: Predator
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Author: veronyxk84
Characters/Pairing: Spuffy
Rating: PG-13
Length: 300 (Google Docs)
Content notes: none
Spoilers/Setting: Missing scene; Set in S5, not long before ep. 5x01 “Buffy vs Dracula”
Summary: Spike crosses paths with Buffy while she’s on patrol.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made. All rights belong to the respective owners.
Author notes: inspired by Buffy’s following encounter with Dracula, and meant to strengthen the impact of what he’ll say to her.

Challenge: #426 - Dash

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Spike was strolling to his crypt when he sensed her; the tingles crawling up his spine were never wrong. He hid the bag with his provisions behind a bush and started following the trail of her power, dashing through the tombstones only led by his senses.
Was she aware that her Slayer signature was getting stronger by the day? What was causing that?
He heard the unmistakable sounds of fighting before his eyes spotted the scuffle. Buffy was a blur of golden hair and deadly precision, never missing a hit on the poor sod who was about to become dust.

Keeping a safe distance, Spike lit a cigarette and leaned against a nearby tree, enjoying the view while studying her. She was focused and cold, dodging the blows with the same precision she used to land them. A Slayer on the hunt.
It wasn’t until the vampire dissolved into a cloud of dust that Spike approached her, applauding slowly.
Buffy spun abruptly, stake raised, but lowered it with a groan. “Spike.”
“Impressive slay,” he said, letting out a puff of smoke as he ground the stump under his boot.
She folded her arms. “Do you want an autograph or something?”

Spike smirked. “Merely admiring your hunting skills, Slayer.”
“That’s not what I’m doing.”
“Yeah?” he snickered. “Demons talk, darling. I’ve heard many tales lately about the Slayer dashing through all of Sunnydale cemeteries, all night, every night, flushing vampires out of their lairs and hunting ’em down. Saw you myself a few times.”
“So? Slaying vampires is my job.”
“You’re hunting them, dove. It’s fascinating. Watching you embrace your dark side, being the ruthless predator you were made to be. Just like me.”
“I’m nothing like you, Spike!” she hissed.
“Sure. If denial’s what you need… until next time, Slayer.”