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Taken to the camp

Spike felt himself sweating, it was creepy how she came and go, before turning around and looking at the Bartender,

“Um did you see her?” Spike asked, hoping that he wasn’t going crazy.

“See who Spike?” The female Bartender asked, confused while she had taken the glass. Spike looked back outside, before giving a slight groan,

“The woman the tall one, you served her a drink?” Spike quickly responded while the bartender looked confused but shook her head, almost like she suspected Spike was going crazy, going along with her business. Beside’s her shift was nearly over. So she could go back to doing her own thing. She cleaned on, Spike stood there, feeling the need to get some fresh air. He turned off and walked away. He walked out from the hotel’s bar and began walking off, going down the sidewalk.

Spike walked on, moving around the crowds. It was clear that Greece was filled to the brink with people, moving alone even with the night time, going. The land had different wonders. But Spike didn’t look at people. Spike was thinking about what Luna had said if that was her real name meant,

Other gods? What did she mean by that? What gods? It seemed to bring more questions, but he figured he’d just let it go. For everything it might’ve only been his imagination, who would he pray to Faust, Cadenza? It was one of those thing’s he couldn’t understand. Spike just sighed as he took a turn going down the alley.

The Alley was musky, with little to no light. Shadows around while Spike walked down. If he looked over to see graffiti, written in old Greek, he suspected, though it was clear he couldn’t read any of it. So he imagined that they were curse words or insults.

If I could, I’d probably write something, maybe Fuck Cozy! Yeah, fuck her! Fuck that damn bitch! He felt his anger rising. He tried calming himself down. He couldn’t figure out, what was happening? Why couldn’t he let this go! He looked around and grabbed a bottle that laid there on the ground and threw it at the wall. His emotions all over the place while he tossed it. The bottle shattered against the wall. Spilling off, Spike huffed and puffed, feeling some stress relieved. He adjusted himself, trying to contact more relaxed, more comfortable till finally continuing down the dark alley.

Spike walked on, feeling much better after his little outburst. It was clear he needed to get it out of his system. In many way’s it helped him out. Spike continued walking on, It was somewhat weird how long the Alley seemed to go, but he just walked on. He didn’t mind it. Just everything seemed to be getting weird, especially with how quiet. Spike should’ve heard something, but it was complete silence, not even the sounds of traffic around them seemed to penetrate his senses.

Spike was close to exiting the Alley when he finally saw right ahead, and it was the white van. The same white van Spike had seen for the last few hours. Spike stood there, shocked, his heart racing. Why was he seeing this damn Van? It drove him crazy, but he suspected he could go around it- No better yet Spike could walk back the way he came. Yeah, that would work out much better.

Spike walked a few more steps towards the Van before he finally felt himself go into a complete stop. Turning around, Spike motioned off and walked away. That was when he realized this wouldn’t be the case. Standing there in the opposite direction, was two significant figures wearing all black. Spike couldn’t help but take a step back,

Oh shit, I’m in trouble. He didn’t know what he was going to do, as he turned around back towards the white truck, thinking there could be a chance to get around. It was clear that it still wasn’t the case the white, van’s doors opened and walking out of there, was a giant figure moved out of there, surrounding him.

It was clear that Spike was afraid his face covered in sweat. What was he going to do? It was insane, what where do they want from him? His heart was beating faster, biting his lips for anymore, as he suddenly felt two sturdy pair of hands wrapped around him. Grabbing right ahold of him, tightly,

“What the hell what are you doing let for of me!” He tried screaming, figuring that someone would hear him. Spike tried struggling around, trying to fight away. Though it was clear that it wasn’t working. Whoever these people were, they were stronger than him. He grunted and kicked his legs.

They pulled him up and the next thing, Spike knew everything was going dark, Something got pulled over his head, and something was tied up. Spike took a deep gasp, while he was pulling away heading somewhere he suspected the van. Screaming with all his heart, but it was clear that there was nothing Spike seemed to do. Nothing was going to work, as he felt forced inside. The others grabbed ahold of him. His arms were tied up.

Spike felt bound to his seat as he shook his head,

“Come on, guys, can’t we talk this through I mean, you must be making a mistake. I’m just a regular guy!” Spike called out, but they seemed to ignore him speaking, in a language that he couldn’t understand.

“Comperto homo noster regina beatus erit,” Spike couldn’t tell what they were saying, The only thing he could’ve guessed it was something in Latin if it was even that. Spike felt he was being watched, his heart racing. Spike was in for a long ride, and he didn’t know where he was going.

“I’m serious, Hell I don’t even have any money? Just let me go, I won’t tell anyone,” He exclaimed faster, begging for his life. The next thing he knows, he felt a hard blow going straight at his face. If he wasn’t already in the dark. Spike would’ve described what happened next as him getting his lights knocked out.

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Spike wouldn’t awake for the next few hours his body feeling groggy, wishing it was a bad dream and his headache was nothing more than a hangover. Spike’s head was hurting. It ached with pain, while he tried moving but soon found that he couldn’t help but realized his arms, still bound towards the seat. The Bag over his eyes, while he muttered,

“Where am I?” He was practically stuttering at this point, his heart pounding louder. When one of the voices started to speak.

“It seems you’ve awakened sweet prince.” It was a feminine voice. It surprised him, to the point he stopped moving. He never expected that but the voice called out,

“Get up, we’re almost there, and it’s going to be a long walk.” The female voice said, Spike couldn’t describe it, but she meant business, and he should do what she said, otherwise she could hurt him. She could hurt him badly if she wanted to. Spike didn’t even have actually to see her.

Spike suddenly felt the ropes coming undone. He waited for a second but finally pulled himself up from the seat. His legs were numb, and they somehow managed to fell asleep on the ride over. Spike pushed on, not even trying to get them awake. He just began walking feeling himself being pulled towards somewhere. The van’s doors slammed shut, with a loud clunk.

He wasn’t able to see, but he could hear. The sounds of crickets singing their songs off in the distance, the howling of wolves off a bit farther. It was clear that he was somewhere in the middle of the city, nowhere near any other signs of life. Maybe a forest but he couldn’t tell where. Something poked against his back, pushing him along when something called out.

“Duck your head, man, and we don’t need you to gain brain damage from getting head too much.”

Spike put his head down, doing what he’d been told, he didn’t need to let this woman getting pissed off at him. He somehow imagines what she would be willing to do to him. After all, they kidnapped him in a pretty big city. Spike felt pushed on and soon the little sound he could hear disappeared, and the bag being ripped off from his head.

“Come on, boy it’ll take a while to get through this, don’t try to run away.” Spike looked around there was at least three others. Maybe not as many as before, but it was clear he’s outnumbered. Nothing Ferd could get him out of this situation, and even if he had escaped. Where would he go? Spike was in another country, after all.

I wish I never came here, and I swear if I get out of this, I’m killing Cozy, she was the one who fucking wanted to go to Greece! Spike thought to himself, annoyed, sure what he thought of was empty, but he wishes he had the guts to do that. The place around him was thick stone walls, clearly carved out. Long, rather uninteresting, though they looked old. If anything Spike would describe this place, it reminded him of a maze. The way they moved twisting and turning.

Spike didn’t know what to think about it. How was it that they knew where they were going? It was rather strange, but he just kept going on, feeling himself being pushed on.

Spike followed behind doing everything he could to keep his mouth shut, but while walking on, he suddenly felt himself kicking a large rock. Spike began stumbling, and he gave a slight grunt as he hit the ground, causing a loud thump. The noise he made filled the room echoing off into the distance. The figure turned around and grabbed him by the elbow, growling quietly.

“Will you be quiet or she will hear you!” Her voice was intimidating, as she began dragging him off. Spike stumbled off.

“She who is she?” Spike asked, feeling nervous while he looked around but saw nothing. Just the endless caverns of walls. Soon the stranger pulled him off towards the right. Going off, she seemed to remain quiet.

Spike never got an answer from her while getting lost in thoughts. Spike began remembering back when he was a kid.

He was around twelve years old, going off in the woods. Going around, Spike ran around till he found a cave. It was a small cave that he walked inside. Nothing seemed to live in there. But the farther he went into it. Spike remembered hearing noises, and his twelve-year-old imagination went wild. He imagined monsters, demons, and creatures in the dark. Every corner brought him over to something else. Then, he saw a towering figure that screamed out at him to GET OUT!

Spike suddenly felt himself getting dragged out of his trains of thoughts when the being called out,

“Pay attention; we’re almost there,” Spike groaned as he felt the tight grip around his wrist when he looked ahead. There was a bright light. It was small at first but the closer he got to it. The more he saw, they walked on. Till finally they made it to the entrance, at this point the archway was smaller, so the figures had to bend down to walk through.

Spike had been blinded by the light when he made his turn walking through the entrance. It took a few minutes till his eyes finally adjusted. What he saw next was quite surprising. He was standing in a camp filled with woman, some wearing light loincloths, others, in leather-clad armor. They were giants compared to him none seemed to be standing less than five foot twelve.

“Oh wow,” Spike gawked, in overwhelming surprised. Especially seeing some of them were quite busty. Well the ones wearing loincloths, which was more revealing. Then the figure turned around Spike could observe them a lot better. She was tall wearing all black. But what caught her was her face.

She wasn’t ugly, far from it she was quite gorgeous in Spike’s opinion. No what caught him off guard as she had horns on top of her head, they weren’t large, but they stuck out of her head a few inches. Moving through her brown hair, It made her look intimidating, while she looked down at him.

“Come on, and you can gawk later. It’s time for you to meet the Queen. She’s been wanting to meet you.” She huffed before turning around and leading him off.

Spike took a second taking a long gulp, as he followed behind her walking slightly faster. It looked like he might be getting some answer meeting this queen.