Dracula
All characters are property of Joss "One of the best writers in the world" Whedon.
This takes place in an alternate season 5 timeline.
This starts directly after Dracula bites Buffy.
PART ONE:
SUNNYDALE
DRACULA'S MANSION
"If I ask for their help, they will see me as a weakling, someone who they can use easily," I thought to myself. "But if I don't... they might destroy me, my reputation." I walked over to the window and picked up the phone. I dialed the number they had dato me.
"Wolfram & Hart, Antoinette speaking" detto a voice on the other line.
"I need to speak with Ms. Morgan."
"I'm sorry, may I ask who's speaking" the sickly sweet sounding receptionist said.
"I am Dracula"
"Oh! Yes, one second!" she said. I could sense fear in her voice.
"Thank You."
"I've been waiting for your call." Lilah said.
"I need the item we talked about yesterday."
"Oh, yes, that. On one condition. We need te to kill someone for us."
"My pleasure. Who, and what?"
"A Vampire. Angel."
Consider it done."
GILES' HOUSE
"I don't think we should track down this Dracula guy until we know più about him. I don't want te guys getting h-hurt." stuttered Tara.
"It's okay, we've faced guys that are way tougher then him." detto Buffy.
"But still, Tara does have a point Buffy. Dracula has powers that we couldn't even imagine." murmured Giles.
"Powers Schmowers!" detto Buffy.
SPIKE'S CRYPT
"Spike! Spike!" shouted Clem, as he ran through the doorway of Spike's crypt.
"What the bloody hell is it Clem?!" shouted Spike as he jumped out of the way of the burning sunlight.
"Drac- Drac- Dracula's in town!" He panted.
"That bastard owes me 11 pounds!"
"That's not all- They say he's gained possesion of- of- The Nitromian Crystal!"
"That's a myth, Clem."
"No! He got it from Wolfram & Hart!!"
"Those buggers are still around? Anyway, why should I even care?"
"The myths say that The Crystal can open portals in time and space!"
"Who do te think I am, Doctor Who?"
"Well, people are also saying that he's out to kill Angel - and the Slayer."
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"I don't like spiders, okay? Their furry bodies, and their sticky webs, and what do they need all those legs for anyway? I'll tell te - for crawling across your face in the middle of the night"
"Yeah, you're the Slayer. We're, like, the Slayerettes"
"Well, when I'm with a boy I like, it's hard for me to say anything cool o witty o at all. I can usually make a few vowel sounds, and then I have to go away"
"So he is a good vampire! I mean, on a scale of 1 to 10, 10 being someone who's killing and maiming every night, and 1 being someone who's...not."
