There’s Always a Sneer in Vegas (79b/?)

[stillrose]

Title: There’s Always a Sneer in Vegas (79b/?)
Fandom: BTVS; Spike/Xander
Warnings: Slash,AU, Post Apocalyptic, violence,non-con, slavery, tentacles,
Rating: NC-17
Summary: It’s been seven years since Angelus killed Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Seven years after Angelus opened a portal to hell on Earth. Humans are food, slaves or on the run. There’s hope only in small band of resistance fighters. However, that’s a hope Xander Harris no longer has. It’s been six months since he was taken in a raid. At first Xander thought he was lucky the demons didn’t know who he was; but then that was before he became property to an Azora demon.

As always: Feedback makes my heart go pitter-patter.

UNBETAED

Previous parts here.

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They forced the wolves back and as they did more figures emerged from the vortex. Xander looked for Larry and Dawn. They were moving quickly toward the treeline far from the battle. He started to look away to refocus on helping Tara and Willow when he notice Larry and Dawn suddenly stopping. They froze as if they had become two living mannequins.

“No!” Xander shouted, rose to his feet and began to run to them.

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Faith would scream in rage if she wasn’t submerged under the murky depths of the lake. She opened her eyes as she continued to struggle with all of her slayer strength to free her hands from the sticky coat of the horse demon. They wouldn’t budge. As she struggled the demon twisted and turned like a crocodile while it continued to dive deeper.

Wesley! She thought in frantic desperation opening her eyes vainly hoping she could get a glimpse of her watcher in the churning watery darkness around her. She saw nothing but the wake of her own struggles.

Time to break this horsey! She thought as she did some twisting of her own and managed to wrap her legs around the demons neck. She locked her ankles and then began to use her thighs as a vice. Ride ‘em cowgirl!

The demon stopped twisting and began to buck. Its descent slowed as it tried to throw the slayer. Faith held on with a fierce ugly smile. It was the demon’s turn to begin to make desperate moves and with each one the slayer managed to squeeze the vice just a little tighter using the demon’s own sticky skin to her advantage.

White foam began to bubble out of the creature’s mouth as Faith started to see spots.

C’mon and die already! Her mind screamed as her lungs began to burn.

The bucking began to slow and as bubbles began to force their way out from Faith’s nose and mouth when she felt a ‘pop’ in creature’s neck. Suddenly her hands were free. Immediately she kicked away from the dead Uisge.

More bubbles escaped as her lungs convulsed and she fought the need to inhale. Then her face broke the surface and with almost a scream of agony she exhaled before quickly drawing air into her oxygen starved body. It hurt. She coughed and sputtered while looking around.

The world was chaos. Lightning was flashing and a vortex was swirling open on the shore like some sort of portal.  She could make out snarls, howls and whimpers as she saw the werewolves battle a horde of blue she-demons. Xander was struggling to get to his feet while Willow was curled in a heap around who she thought might be Tara. She couldn’t see Dawn or Larry.

All the while she kept desperately gulping air. She did one more spin in the water.

“Wes! Wesley!” she shouted weakly panic rising through her veins. Her watcher was missing. The lake still churned around her. With a snarl she reached for the knife hidden at the small of her back.

Hang on Watcherman! She thought as she took a giant gulp of air and dove back under the water.

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Bloody witch is gonna be the death of me yet, Spike thought as he pulled himself off a branch impaled through his spleen. With a groan he pushed with his feet against the trunk to give himself leverage and pushed forward. He slid off the branch with slick squelching sound and dropped to the ground.

“Pet!” he groaned at the sound of the vortex opening up on the beach. He gathered his strength and starting running back towards the water’s edge. He paused when he heard the growling of werewolves. He turned and saw them attack the first round of demons coming through the swirling portal.

Sisterhood of Jhe, he thought as he saw the blue demons. Gotta find Xander.

He turned back to the lake and looked for his Claimiant as he ran. He spotted Red and Glenda and knew Xander had to be near them and he was. Only it didn’t look as if his pet was going to stay there. Spike turned to see what had Xander’s attention. That’s when he noticed NIbblet and the prat, Larry, frozen mid-step.

Magic, Spike thought as he spun around to see if he coul spot the caster. He nearly froze himself when he spotted a wrinkled red demon surrounded by a large number of bulky red demons with tusks coming out of their mouths. Vail! Peaches brought Vail!

With a snarl Spike turned back to continue to head for his Xander. He had to stop him from doing something incredibly stupid.

Like playing the hero, Spike thought.

Xander was up on his feet and running toward Dawn before Spike could reach him. However, he didn’t get far before the vampire reached him. All around them chaos was growing. The growls of the wolves were now turning to howls and whimpers as the red Kith’harn joined with the blue Jhe demons.

“Pet, we have to go,” Spike yelled as he grabbed Xander’s arm.

“WE have to get Dawnie!” Xander yelled back as he struggled to jerk his arm out of the vampire’s grasp.

“Xander...it’s a portal..the wards...it’s triggered a portal. Angelus’s troops are pouring in,” Spike continued to yell. “We have to go.”

“Where?” Xander yelled! “This is it! This is the last stand.”

“Not for very much longer!”

Xander once again tugged at Spike’s arm and then suddenly the world seemed to rock and tilt.

“Bollocks!” Spike cried as he stumbled.

“Spike!” Xander cried in confusion as he stumbled and the earth shook beneath him. “Earthquake!”

“Tremblors!” Spike shouted as he too tried to keep his feet under him. He pointed toward the north and south where the rocky debris was. “Quake demons.”

“Quake de.de.demons?” Xander stuttered as he shook so hard his teeth chattered.

Spike pointed again while trying to help steady Xander. This time Xander saw what his master was pointing out; two large rocky creatures with long stalactite-like teeth and long heavy but nimble stone like tail which they were whipping around and smacking the ground to create the quakes.

“M..m..master!” Xander cried as the ground now shook so fiercely it literally rolled up under him and knocked him backwards.

“Xan!” Spike cried as he rolled and caught his pet. The rolling and quaking continued until the vampire thought he was going to shake a part. He struggled to get to his feet but the ground refused to stay put eventually all he could do was try and curl up with Xander close to him and hope the bone rattling quakes ceased soon.

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Faith was blind under the water but it didn’t stop her from searching for Wesley.  She kicked out with her feet and searched with her free hand. If she encountered sticky flesh then she drove her knife into it until she was free again.

Each time she had to come up for air she let out a little cry of rage. She knew she was running out of time, if it wasn’t already too late.

NO! she thought as she dove under for a fourth time. I will not lose him!

Then the water began to roll strangely. It wasn’t just the churning from the Usige or her but it was something else. Waves began to build and throw her and Usige about crashing into one another. Instead of cursing the strange phenomena she used it as an opportunity to strike.

Then with another crash of water bodies she felt flesh that wasn’t sticky. It felt cold and clammy, but human.

Wes! She thought as she grabbed for it and felt her watcher’s face under her fingertips. With vicious speed she traced his arms down to find where he was stuck to the water demon. With more savagery than she’d shown since the world fell she killed the Usige and then quickly began to tug Wesley to the surface.

He was so cold and still it chilled her. When she broke the surface of the water she began to swim towards the closest shore to her but out of sight where the portal had appeared. As she swam she towed Wesley. It was rough going as the strange waves kept coming over and over.

Yet, she was a slayer and not only did she have supernatural strength but she had stamina. More important she was Faith and she had drive. She was not going to let Wesley die. She wasn’t!

Eventually she made it to shore as the strange waves died down. She was exhausted but she managed to drag Wesley out of the water. He still hadn’t moved. Quickly she rolled him over and pushed on the back of his lungs to try and expel any water. Then she rolled him back on his back.

“This isn’t how I wanted our first kiss to go down. Not even going to be any tongue,” she muttered with hot tears flowing from her eyes as she leaned over and began to perform mouth to mouth resuscitation.

TBC

Author’s Notes:

Horses based on a Scottish folklore

Blue demons

Tremblors