Warnings: HAU, M/M sex, rape, violence, vague non graphic mentions of het sex, swearing, angst, harsh themes, mild Sub/Dom. OOC, varying chapter lengths, Unbeta'd, blatant use of movie dialogue.
Rating: NC17 Throughout
Pairing: 100% S/X
Comments: Comment if you want to, though it would be nice to know someone is reading it.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, everything belongs to someone who is not me. I write for fun not profit.
Note1: This is Europe in 1501. Times and people were harsh. Life was cheap and plague rife. This is not a cuddly story and Spike is not a cuddly character. Some might find his treatment of Xander, questionable.
Note 2: My heartfelt thanks go out to my dear friend Bmblbee, for holding my hand through the writing and posting process. *Hugs*
Note 3: This is a plot driven story. What sex there is happens in the natural course of the plot and as part of Spike and Xander's relationship.
Note 4: This is a human/medieval Spike and Xander expect them to behave as such.
Summary: When Prince Rupert is usurped and ousted from his city, he lays siege. He decides to use a group of wandering mercenaries led by the charismatic but dangerous Spike to supplement his army. When he goes back on his word to allow the mercenaries 24 hours free hand to loot the City unopposed, Spike plots revenge. Unfortunately it is Rupert's 18 year old, scholarly son Xander who must pay the price.
Chapter 24/26 + Epilogue
Chapter: 24/26 + Epilogue
Rating NC17 Throughout
The dawn was cool and as gloomy as the mercenaries spirits. The long table was set in the courtyard with fruit, cheese, bread and jugs of ale. The maidservant dropped the bucket down the well and another held jugs to be filled and put on the table. The mercenaries gathered in a subdued mood for breakfast, Spike appeared dressed in blue and Xander in dark green. They sat side by side, Drusilla and Gunn were last to sit down, Drusilla along with several others pale and complaining of a headache. Most took water to drink, a few wine like Spike and some like Xander, nothing. The table was quiet, suddenly Drusilla doubled over with a scream of pain, Gunn held her, she was burning with fever. He looked up at Spike, "Christ Spike," he said brokenly. " it's plague." Spike started to his feet. Darla screamed. "Look, look what's in the water jug!" Forest grabbed it and tipped it out, a piece of dog meat fell out, Willow gasped, wide eyed. "It must have fallen down the well last night and we didn't see it."
Voices chorused. "Oh Christ I drank from that jug.", I drank from that jug as well.", "and me.", "Me too."
Forest started to his feet and glared furiously at Spike. "You stupid fucker, you didn't want us to leave last night while we still had a chance," he snarled lunging at Spike. Spike threw him off. "Take it easy."
"Easy?" Sommer growled. "The Plague won't be going easy on us." He and Forest lunged for Spike together, others joined in, Spike tried to throw them off but there were too many. Xander grabbed at them trying to pull them away. Strong hands grabbed at Xander and pulled him back. "Use your head boy. There's too many of them, you won't help Spike by getting yourself killed." Gunn said bluntly. Xander looked at him,. "Please do something," he pleaded. Gunn turned and picked up Drusilla. "I've got to care for Dru." Xander caught his arm. "Lance the swellings, it doubles the chances of survival." Willow darted forward. "I'll help." Andrew and Jonathan looked at each other. They were a family with Willow......If she stayed.... "We'll help too." They chorused and disappeared into the castle.
They dragged Spike to the center of the courtyard and held him by the arms. "You've led us all to hell," Forest hissed. "prancing around being led by the cock by that fucking slut!" He punched Spike in the stomach and as he doubled over others joined in punching and kicking. Xander looked around desperately for a weapon to help Spike. Spike managed to break away and run for the battlements, they caught him and forced him to his knees, Forest held a knife to his throat. "Let's cut his fucking throat."
"No!" Xander screamed, darting forward, Forest's face slid into an evil smile. "You! You're the fucking cause of all this." Spike looked up. "Run Xander!" He yelled then gave a grunt of pain as he was punched in the stomach. Forest lunged after Xander, Xander turned tail and fled inside the castle.
They pulled Spike to his feet. "What shall we do with him?" Sommer asked. "Throw him down the well, drown him in his own poison." Darla suggested. They dragged Spike to the well and hoisted him over the side and threw him in. He landed with a splash and painful grunt, the water coming up to the middle of his chest. They leaned over laughing and jeering, some spat at him, then gradually the faces disappeared.
Xander ran through the castle easily dodging Forest who stumbled along behind. The other mercenaries poured in and began to gather their sacks of loot, preparing to leave. Xander doubled back heading for the great hall and the courtyard to find out what happened to Spike. They looked up as he ran in. "Where do you think you're going Little Prince?" One of the men blocked his path. Forest stumbled in behind him. He made to grab Xander, instead he crashed to his knees clutching his stomach, he coughed and black blood spewed from his mouth as he fell forward. Darla screamed. "He's got it too!"
Pandemonium broke loose, they grabbed at their loot. "Come on, let's go. We'll all be dead if we stay here much longer." Lars encouraged. Sommer joined him. "Come on, anyone else? We'll take our chances with Angelus." Xander opened his mouth to speak, remembered Spike and said nothing. "C'mon Darla." She stepped forward and then doubled over with a groan of pain. Lars went to her. "Jesus, she's got it too," he backed away. Sommer grabbed his arm. "Let's go." The small group moved out into the courtyard and lowered the drawbridge and ran across and disappeared into the undergrowth.
Xander ran into the courtyard and looked frantically around for any sign of Spike, even his corpse. "Spike! Spike!" He screamed. "Here! Down here, the well." Spike answered. Without hesitation Xander went straight to the well and lowered the bucket, Spike began to climb up the slippery rope.
Angelus saw the drawbridge drop and the figures run across, he wasn't interested, none were Spike. He swung up onto his horse and drew his sword, his time had come, time to kill Spike avenge Xander's death and salve his conscience. He turned his horse and galloped for the castle.