Encyclopedia Erotica By The Fan

Spike had a talent for knowing the ladies of the night. Marianne acted all
cute and innocent the whole time but he could tell she wasn't. She had been
hardened by a life on the mean streets, he could tell but that wasn't it.
There was something WRONG with the girl and only the Spikester knew it.

He was about to approach her when someone stopped right in front of him.
Someone with long hair, a slender frame and a cute face. Dawn Summers.
Buffy's annoying, very pretty little sister. Spike had a soft spot for the
kid. She genuinely liked him and thought he was cool. The others put up
with him because they thought he was harmless, if annoying and rude.

"Hey, pet." he said.

"Hey, Spike," said Dawn. "What are you up to?"

He glared at her. "Not much, just checking something is all."

She followed his gaze and noticed he was looking past Willow and her
magically-inclined lesbian lover and to Marianne. "Oh, her." said Dawn.

"Yeah," said Spike. "Something not quite kosher with that chick," he said
grimly.

"I hear ya, but maybe its just because she's from East L.A." said Dawn.

Spike nodded. "Could be."

He watched as Dawn excused herself and went upstairs to get a hammer, by
request of the ever-ready handyman Xander Harris. His eyes refocused on
Marianne and he saw the black girl standing in a corner by herself,
whispering in an ancient language. Spike recognized it as Khamesh, she was
making a spell. He blurted a warning.

Everyone turned to look at him, and saw Marianne. Willow and Tara
immediately
tried a counter spell but it was too late.....Marianne finished saying what
she was saying and.....wham! Lightning cracked overhead and
whoooshhhhhhhh!!!
There was a hot, fast wind in the house and everyone gasped....then all was
still.

"That was something," said Charles Gunn.

"Everyone alright?" asked Angel as Buffy clutched his arm.