Note: it's not your usual spike turns human story, buffy/spike angst story.
Oh, and I decided to make Spike accomplished in this story. I'm sick of
always hearing about him not having anything or needing to borrow money.
Don't worry, the beginning is a little weird, but it'll make sense soon
enough. Yes, William Dale is Spike. Yes, Spike has amnesia (special case.
you'll see). No Spike is not pure human. I threw in some Highlander
undertone. so Spike is . vampire (strength)/human/ immortal. I know. I'm so
screwed in the head!!!! Enjoy...
Disclaimers: Buffy characters are not mine
Chapter 1 ~~~
(Set 10 years after the end of season 6)
William sighed as he pinched to bridge of his nose. The idiot was rambling about screwing up some of the programming. no, make that deleted the programming. So now, there was a huge gaping hole in the damn system. This was worse than ten 'severity ones' put together. William sighed and leaned on his huge black desk. He tapped his fingers against his lips a few times and then finally stood up.
He across the room, over to the simpering, pathetic man and began to circle him. Both of William's hands were folded neatly behind himself. His longer hair was slicked back and tied with a black hair tie.
William spoke to the man in a perfectly cultured voice, "Here's what's going to happen Jonathan: You are going to march back to your department, and tell your group to start fixing the problem and recovering the lost files. I want you to be done in 24 hours."
Jonathan helplessly begged. "But sir, it's not possible, it would take two days at least to fix this."
William put a hand on Jonathan's shoulder and cut him off. "I know that you just bought a new house and car. In fact, you just got married last year and your wife just gave birth to your first son this last week or so. It would be a pity to see your property confiscated and you going into deep debt for the rest of your life."
Jonathan swallowed visibly.
William walked up to the window and looked into the deep blue evening. The sight of this fool sickened him, "You have 24 hours. Starting now."
Jonathan yelped and dashed out the door of his office.
~~~ (23 hours and 10 seconds later)
Jonathan let out a half relieved and insane laugh as the project leader finally reconnected and fixed the system. The rest of the employees were huddles around the computer screen and had been crossing their fingers.
William walked into the room, clapping his hands. "Good job."
The employees scurried off of the floor and stood up as they saw the company's CEO come in.
William crossed his arms and sat on one of the desks, "Is the system back up?"
Jonathan nervously nodded. "Yes Mr. William. I mean Mr. Dale."
William stood up and headed towards the door, "Good. Very efficiently done."
When the door finally shut after William had left. Everyone exhaled in relief.
~~~
William walked into 'Grandpa's' study.
Well, the old man wasn't really his grandpa, he was just really fond of William and since he had no children, he adopted William to help him out and take over his company. The old man was very well known on the east coast, with his multi-billion dollar empire he had set up. They had met in Oxford, while he and Leng were studying 'Business'. They had been in the same building listening to their favorite author give a speech. He had snuck out of class to listen and the old man had snuck out while his nurse wasn't watching. Here, fate made their paths cross and ultimately change both of their lives.
Some construction workers outside had messed up and set the building on fire, the students rushing out the auditorium nearly trampled the old man as he tried escape from the chaos. He was suddenly thrown out of his wheel chair and was kicked around. William had heard him cry out in pain as the absentminded. or perhaps selfish students paid no heed to the poor old man. William quickly jumped into sea of people from one of the raised seats. After some rough shoving, biting and kicking, he finally picked up the old man and helped him out of the mosh-pit. Once outside, William dashed to one of the benches and called 911. He followed the old man to hospital and helped fill out the papers. Finally the old man had woke up and wanted to talk him.
(Flashback)
William hesitantly walked over to the old man. "Hello."
The old man laughed. "Why come here, my boy. Don't worry, I won't bite."
William nodded and sat in the seat next to the bed.
The old man stuck out his hand. "Hi. I'm Owen Dale."
William gaped. "Owen Dale! As in the CEO of LuminaCorp?"
Owen proudly grinned, "The very same."
William just stared and said. "Wow."
Owen looked at William in surprise, "You mean you didn't know it was me when you saved me from the crowd?"
Still stunned, William managed to shake his head a little.
Owen laughed. "Look, my boy."
"William."
"Huh?"
"My name is William."
"Oh! William.?"
"I don't know. I don't really have a last name or family."
Owen gave William a sympathetic look. "That was very courageous of you William, what you did for me."
William blinked a few times. "Oh, it's all right. I try to help people whenever I can."
Owen grinned. "Well. I have a proposition for you William." ~~~
From then on William helped take care of Owen and Owen helped him with his business classes. After William had graduated, Owen's graduation present was to adopt William.
~~~ (End flashback)
William cleared his throat as he entered Owen's room. "Are you ready?"
Owen hobbled around on his cane and in his free hand he finished putting in the last of his files. "Why yes son."
William picked up Owen's three suitcases with ease and they exited Owen's penthouse suite. William handed Owen's luggage to a bellboy and went to his penthouse on the floor below to get his own things. He was actually done packing his clothes and necessities, he just needed to wrap his Swords with a few blankets and zip them into his luggage.
Finally Owen and William were standing in the elevator, stiff and flawless. Owen looked like some sort of Godfather mob boss; although he was old you could sense the power he wielded. William was like an emotionless statue, rigid faced and every movement showed precision and perfection. Owen spoke first. "So, is Leng coming with us?"
William shook his head. "She just got hired by VinTech, you know, that biotech company. She didn't think that it would be polite to leave only one month after being hired."
Leng was sort-of like William's sister. She was the first person he saw when he awoke. He couldn't remember anything at all about his past life, who he was, where he was, etc. He had spent about 10 years training with Leng and her Shi-Fu (mentor/teacher. sort of like a sensei that teaches martial arts). Funny thing was, the place that they trained in was cursed. Because each year you trained in those special mountains, only a day passed in the real world. He remembered his surprise when he walked out and realized that he had only been gone for 10 days.
Both of them were powerful, and even though they had the exact same lessons, Leng's skills and power could never come close to half of what William could do. Any person would have thought Leng would be jealous, but she wasn't, she understood her role in this grand scheme. Helping William train and maintain a neutral status was her job.
Shi-Fu was actually quite rich and managed to send both of them overseas to study. Both of them had majored in business, but Leng changed after a year and went into Computer Engineering with a Biology minor.
~~~
William checked his watch. "Our flight to L.A. isn't until 5, what are we going to do now?"
Owen laughed. "Just because we're leaving today, doesn't mean you get to skip out on Church, son. Come one."
William rolled his eyes.
One of the deals with Owen adopting him was that he had to become Christian and they had to go to church every Sunday. It wasn't horrible, but it wasn't fun either. Most of the time, William just lost himself in though and would begin to deal with company decisions mentally during the sermon. Owen wasn't really that strict of a Christian either, he just wanted to pass down a tradition that his parents gave him and it was a weekly routine for him. Something safe and secure that would never change.
They entered the old and prestigious Church; the choir was softly singing "Pie Jesu." William savored the soothing and vibrating hymn with a small grin. Owen and William quietly seated themselves in one of the back pews and quietly listened. ~~~
William sighed as he typed away on his computer on the airplane; he was finishing up his presentation. Owen's dream was to expand LuminaCorp to the West Coast, except for the fact that when he had finally secured his multi- billion dollar company, he took old to continue his conquests. However, now that he had an adopted son that was just as ambitious as he was, his dream would finally come true.
Owen chuckled happily as he swirled his wine as sipped a little bit of it.
William glanced over. "Is there something funny Grandpa?"
Even though, legally, William was his son. William just never got used to call him 'Dad'. But 'Grandpa' was still wonderful, it didn't matter, as long as he had an heir; he could die satisfied.
Owen shook his head, just reminiscing. "I remember going to L.A. a long time ago when I was only a lad."
William quietly put away his laptop and respectfully listened his Grandfather's story.
~~~
William walked around charming the guests who were at the museum that night to see the Dale family showcase. Owen as a great collector of Monet paintings. It was rare for anyone to see the entire collection together like tonight. All of L.A.'s richest and finest were at the gallery. William spent most of his time talking to a very wealthy contractor that could help set up LuminaCorp.
Cordelia and Wesley tried to make themselves inconspicuous as they glanced at some of the paintings. No, there weren't any demons and monsters. Cordelia just wanted to mingle with the rich and famous. Luckily she knew the guard at the back of the museum very well and he let her in. They had entered later, after dinner was over and actually, most of the guests were slowly leaving.
Cordelia was sort of unhappy, she never even managed to hook cute guy. oh wait... She looked over to the tall young man with dark brown/black hair tied up in a ponytail. He was casually strolling around after he had escorted a old rich couple to their car. Cordelia did a double take.
'He looks familiar' she thought.
William walked up to her. "Oh, hello Miss. I'm sorry, I don't recall seeing you tonight."
Cordelia shook her head; she knew she was blushing dark red. William mouthed 'I'm sorry' again and kissed the back of her hand.
"My name is William Dale." William pointed over to Owen. "And that's my grandfather, Owen Dale, over there."
"I'm Cordelia and this is my friend Wesley."
William shook hands will Wesley. While Cordelia was completely enamored with William, Wesley couldn't shake off the feeling of familiarity. Finally Wesley decided that he had to at least try to ask. "Um, does the name Spike ring a bell?"
William gave the watcher a strange look. "Spike?"
William laughed. "Is that even a name?"
Wesley shook his head. "Sorry, just a silly notion. You look like an old friend."
William laughed again, "Don't worry, no harm done."
William later introduced Owen to Cordelia and Wesley. Owen decided to retire early that night and William, Cordelia and Wesley went out for a drink. Before they did, William stopped by the hotel he was staying at to change and to arm himself with one of his swords.
Just in case, you never knew what might lurk in the night.
Cont.
Disclaimers: Buffy characters are not mine
Chapter 1 ~~~
(Set 10 years after the end of season 6)
William sighed as he pinched to bridge of his nose. The idiot was rambling about screwing up some of the programming. no, make that deleted the programming. So now, there was a huge gaping hole in the damn system. This was worse than ten 'severity ones' put together. William sighed and leaned on his huge black desk. He tapped his fingers against his lips a few times and then finally stood up.
He across the room, over to the simpering, pathetic man and began to circle him. Both of William's hands were folded neatly behind himself. His longer hair was slicked back and tied with a black hair tie.
William spoke to the man in a perfectly cultured voice, "Here's what's going to happen Jonathan: You are going to march back to your department, and tell your group to start fixing the problem and recovering the lost files. I want you to be done in 24 hours."
Jonathan helplessly begged. "But sir, it's not possible, it would take two days at least to fix this."
William put a hand on Jonathan's shoulder and cut him off. "I know that you just bought a new house and car. In fact, you just got married last year and your wife just gave birth to your first son this last week or so. It would be a pity to see your property confiscated and you going into deep debt for the rest of your life."
Jonathan swallowed visibly.
William walked up to the window and looked into the deep blue evening. The sight of this fool sickened him, "You have 24 hours. Starting now."
Jonathan yelped and dashed out the door of his office.
~~~ (23 hours and 10 seconds later)
Jonathan let out a half relieved and insane laugh as the project leader finally reconnected and fixed the system. The rest of the employees were huddles around the computer screen and had been crossing their fingers.
William walked into the room, clapping his hands. "Good job."
The employees scurried off of the floor and stood up as they saw the company's CEO come in.
William crossed his arms and sat on one of the desks, "Is the system back up?"
Jonathan nervously nodded. "Yes Mr. William. I mean Mr. Dale."
William stood up and headed towards the door, "Good. Very efficiently done."
When the door finally shut after William had left. Everyone exhaled in relief.
~~~
William walked into 'Grandpa's' study.
Well, the old man wasn't really his grandpa, he was just really fond of William and since he had no children, he adopted William to help him out and take over his company. The old man was very well known on the east coast, with his multi-billion dollar empire he had set up. They had met in Oxford, while he and Leng were studying 'Business'. They had been in the same building listening to their favorite author give a speech. He had snuck out of class to listen and the old man had snuck out while his nurse wasn't watching. Here, fate made their paths cross and ultimately change both of their lives.
Some construction workers outside had messed up and set the building on fire, the students rushing out the auditorium nearly trampled the old man as he tried escape from the chaos. He was suddenly thrown out of his wheel chair and was kicked around. William had heard him cry out in pain as the absentminded. or perhaps selfish students paid no heed to the poor old man. William quickly jumped into sea of people from one of the raised seats. After some rough shoving, biting and kicking, he finally picked up the old man and helped him out of the mosh-pit. Once outside, William dashed to one of the benches and called 911. He followed the old man to hospital and helped fill out the papers. Finally the old man had woke up and wanted to talk him.
(Flashback)
William hesitantly walked over to the old man. "Hello."
The old man laughed. "Why come here, my boy. Don't worry, I won't bite."
William nodded and sat in the seat next to the bed.
The old man stuck out his hand. "Hi. I'm Owen Dale."
William gaped. "Owen Dale! As in the CEO of LuminaCorp?"
Owen proudly grinned, "The very same."
William just stared and said. "Wow."
Owen looked at William in surprise, "You mean you didn't know it was me when you saved me from the crowd?"
Still stunned, William managed to shake his head a little.
Owen laughed. "Look, my boy."
"William."
"Huh?"
"My name is William."
"Oh! William.?"
"I don't know. I don't really have a last name or family."
Owen gave William a sympathetic look. "That was very courageous of you William, what you did for me."
William blinked a few times. "Oh, it's all right. I try to help people whenever I can."
Owen grinned. "Well. I have a proposition for you William." ~~~
From then on William helped take care of Owen and Owen helped him with his business classes. After William had graduated, Owen's graduation present was to adopt William.
~~~ (End flashback)
William cleared his throat as he entered Owen's room. "Are you ready?"
Owen hobbled around on his cane and in his free hand he finished putting in the last of his files. "Why yes son."
William picked up Owen's three suitcases with ease and they exited Owen's penthouse suite. William handed Owen's luggage to a bellboy and went to his penthouse on the floor below to get his own things. He was actually done packing his clothes and necessities, he just needed to wrap his Swords with a few blankets and zip them into his luggage.
Finally Owen and William were standing in the elevator, stiff and flawless. Owen looked like some sort of Godfather mob boss; although he was old you could sense the power he wielded. William was like an emotionless statue, rigid faced and every movement showed precision and perfection. Owen spoke first. "So, is Leng coming with us?"
William shook his head. "She just got hired by VinTech, you know, that biotech company. She didn't think that it would be polite to leave only one month after being hired."
Leng was sort-of like William's sister. She was the first person he saw when he awoke. He couldn't remember anything at all about his past life, who he was, where he was, etc. He had spent about 10 years training with Leng and her Shi-Fu (mentor/teacher. sort of like a sensei that teaches martial arts). Funny thing was, the place that they trained in was cursed. Because each year you trained in those special mountains, only a day passed in the real world. He remembered his surprise when he walked out and realized that he had only been gone for 10 days.
Both of them were powerful, and even though they had the exact same lessons, Leng's skills and power could never come close to half of what William could do. Any person would have thought Leng would be jealous, but she wasn't, she understood her role in this grand scheme. Helping William train and maintain a neutral status was her job.
Shi-Fu was actually quite rich and managed to send both of them overseas to study. Both of them had majored in business, but Leng changed after a year and went into Computer Engineering with a Biology minor.
~~~
William checked his watch. "Our flight to L.A. isn't until 5, what are we going to do now?"
Owen laughed. "Just because we're leaving today, doesn't mean you get to skip out on Church, son. Come one."
William rolled his eyes.
One of the deals with Owen adopting him was that he had to become Christian and they had to go to church every Sunday. It wasn't horrible, but it wasn't fun either. Most of the time, William just lost himself in though and would begin to deal with company decisions mentally during the sermon. Owen wasn't really that strict of a Christian either, he just wanted to pass down a tradition that his parents gave him and it was a weekly routine for him. Something safe and secure that would never change.
They entered the old and prestigious Church; the choir was softly singing "Pie Jesu." William savored the soothing and vibrating hymn with a small grin. Owen and William quietly seated themselves in one of the back pews and quietly listened. ~~~
William sighed as he typed away on his computer on the airplane; he was finishing up his presentation. Owen's dream was to expand LuminaCorp to the West Coast, except for the fact that when he had finally secured his multi- billion dollar company, he took old to continue his conquests. However, now that he had an adopted son that was just as ambitious as he was, his dream would finally come true.
Owen chuckled happily as he swirled his wine as sipped a little bit of it.
William glanced over. "Is there something funny Grandpa?"
Even though, legally, William was his son. William just never got used to call him 'Dad'. But 'Grandpa' was still wonderful, it didn't matter, as long as he had an heir; he could die satisfied.
Owen shook his head, just reminiscing. "I remember going to L.A. a long time ago when I was only a lad."
William quietly put away his laptop and respectfully listened his Grandfather's story.
~~~
William walked around charming the guests who were at the museum that night to see the Dale family showcase. Owen as a great collector of Monet paintings. It was rare for anyone to see the entire collection together like tonight. All of L.A.'s richest and finest were at the gallery. William spent most of his time talking to a very wealthy contractor that could help set up LuminaCorp.
Cordelia and Wesley tried to make themselves inconspicuous as they glanced at some of the paintings. No, there weren't any demons and monsters. Cordelia just wanted to mingle with the rich and famous. Luckily she knew the guard at the back of the museum very well and he let her in. They had entered later, after dinner was over and actually, most of the guests were slowly leaving.
Cordelia was sort of unhappy, she never even managed to hook cute guy. oh wait... She looked over to the tall young man with dark brown/black hair tied up in a ponytail. He was casually strolling around after he had escorted a old rich couple to their car. Cordelia did a double take.
'He looks familiar' she thought.
William walked up to her. "Oh, hello Miss. I'm sorry, I don't recall seeing you tonight."
Cordelia shook her head; she knew she was blushing dark red. William mouthed 'I'm sorry' again and kissed the back of her hand.
"My name is William Dale." William pointed over to Owen. "And that's my grandfather, Owen Dale, over there."
"I'm Cordelia and this is my friend Wesley."
William shook hands will Wesley. While Cordelia was completely enamored with William, Wesley couldn't shake off the feeling of familiarity. Finally Wesley decided that he had to at least try to ask. "Um, does the name Spike ring a bell?"
William gave the watcher a strange look. "Spike?"
William laughed. "Is that even a name?"
Wesley shook his head. "Sorry, just a silly notion. You look like an old friend."
William laughed again, "Don't worry, no harm done."
William later introduced Owen to Cordelia and Wesley. Owen decided to retire early that night and William, Cordelia and Wesley went out for a drink. Before they did, William stopped by the hotel he was staying at to change and to arm himself with one of his swords.
Just in case, you never knew what might lurk in the night.
Cont.