Author's Note

God this story is bad lol

wolves Den

Spike woke trembling once, again in a cold sweat. He couldn't believe that this was even happening. This had to have been at least the fifth time this week he’d come across having these nightmares. Though Spike just couldn’t understand what it was that was even causing these. He was lucky he could even remember them half the time.

He tried concentrate on sleeping… even on the remote idea of sleep had eluded him, for the longest time, even moving here in this town, to this school.

While being here he had grown accustomed to the place, some of the classes he might not get use to others he would, but the matter was it had been a full week since, Him, Twilight, and Braeburn, even the woman whose name was Applejack, whom he spoken too at different times, had gotten there. But he was wearing out from his studies than he figured he would’ve been.

Applejack had soon invaded his mind, it had happened more offended since meeting the mysterious woman, even with the bits of times they had talked he still hadn’t really known her. Though there was something hat drawn her to him. But no matter what he could not get her out of his Mind. The radiant beauty whose name was Applejack. Whenever he looked at her, he couldn’t help but admire her. His mind clouded for the moment, but he had to be reminded, he wasn't in high school, any longer... Hell the feeling for her almost reminded him about being in middle school how his heart would race just hearing her name.

This hadn’t happened to him before, at least not in a long time. With no reason to get to sleep right then or even the flowing desire to he moved over to the laptop. Sitting down on the seat for about the fine moment, when he started turning it on. He figures he could look though what the internet might hold for him.

He softly told himself, getting frustrated, out of all the advance things the computer had for him he was unable to find anything that caught his interest for the short time, turning his head, he’d felt close to ripping his own hair out. Spike then turned looking over at his clock, getting curious at the moment only to see that it was around noon.

"Fuck, it’s morning already.”

He felt surprised right then, but figuring that he needed a moment he moved back to the computer hitting the key's softly He Decided to check on his email for a minute, while he waited for the sight to move on his mind wandered back to the blond, woman who seemed like that of a goddess to him, there he heard a soft Bing, his head moved over right then and he looked over to see he was getting an instant message, he checked right then too see who it was from only to see that the address, only read, (GreyApplejack32@gmail.com.)

He felt surprised right then as he clicked on it reading the message soon, and right there it read;

'Spike.’ It took Spike a moment before he even responded, hitting the keyboard hard, enjoying the clacking sound.

"Hey, Rave." He didn't know why but when he called her that it felt right in all sense.

"So anything up with you."

‘Not much you?’

‘I had an idea, I might try if you want to go with me :)' Spike looked at the screen for a moment wondering if she was serious or not but said back at her,

"What would it be?"

The clicking getting faster, not wanting to waste time before another ping returned to him.

‘Nothing much really just a nightclub in all form, want to come?’

He Grin, softly looking towards the screen typing his response.

‘Sure what's it called?’

The next message seemed to take just abet longer than it should’ve been as he watched those three small dots, raining as he waited for her response.

‘I think it’s something called the Wolf Den.’

For the moment Spike look time, to think about it and wonder who in their right mind would name their place the wolf Den. But shook his head, and sent a response back to her;

‘Sure I have nothing to do might be fun.’

She sent one last response at him.

‘Sure meet me at my dorm in a few minutes. ;)’

Suddenly the screen went black, nearly shutting for no reason at all. Spike didn't care much about it. The only thing that seemed to be a hint of emotion was how he’d given a wide mouth grin spreading across his face. That not even Twilight would knock off him if she had the chance in doing so...

He moved looking over his cloth’s that he’d might’ve worn, though which it would’ve been. Since he didn't want to see rather desperate or a jerk, he headed getting his normal clothes but in the moment, he soon decided to get, something more his style.

A pair of Blue jeans that had a rip on one side, while the other was still intact. His shirt seemed to have a mossy Green to it but felt right at the moment, before he moved placing his key's in his pocket.

Right before he left the room, feeling somewhat hungry, thinking of getting a bite before he headed over, he checked himself out in the mirror.

He looked right at the time, but taking a small whiff, he shook, his head getting a small bit of old spice, getting his neck.

Leaving the room, he couldn't help noticing the women walking around as they were leaving their room's fast, heading towards the co-ed some slowing down for him, as they wore a towel that barely covered them right then, Spike wasn’t able but to help thinking;

‘God I just loved college…’

Taking an a few minutes he turned walking down the hallway heading straight towards Twilightes, dorm. Something about it seemed to call him, almost begging him to come over at that moment. He was thinking of ignoring his instinct, waiting till a bit later, like he agreed to do though realizing, the time for the moment only thought.

"Oh What the hell."

Walking a few feet. Spike stood before the front door, right then. The sight of the oak door, He could tell it was a piece of Crap with the faultier structure on it, most people think that a door, is easy to make when they're wrong. Then he examined the lock it was the same, thing as his, to the point that he could open it if he wanted, with just a credit card. He’d have to place a mental not to get one for them later, install it himself.

Spike motioned over as he began knocking, not a hard one like he’d normally do but it was a good, firm knock, that nearly anyone would’ve noticed, without breaking the door in front of him. Spike then notice, that on the door, was a small hole, which he could tell right then was placed in the wrong way, from how it looked a person could look through it on any end, He grunted more, able to tell that the last person did a shitty, ass job on this place.

A curious thought came to him right then, as he slowly moved over to the hole, he was sure right then that one little, peek won't kill him, as he placed his eye close to the to the hole, and there looked inside.

Seeing inside the room was nothing, at the moment. But he notices, someone moving from one of the restrooms, he didn't know if it was Twilight, or not he was close to moving his head back, Knowing Twilight and her Sixth sense, if she was being looked at, and he knew if she caught him he might be dead. But it wasn't Twilight, it was Applejack, he knew instantly seeing the golden hair, moving down her back, since she was turned around right then.

Spike, soon shook his head. It was than he noticed something rather odd. He watched as she’d been brushing her hair, which was odd, since it seemed her hair, was currently, Red, rather Quibble, almost clumped together like an animal. if he could figure, he almost thought she dyed it for at the instant though that would’ve been impossible, For when Spike looked towards Applejack she still had her soft golden locks upon her head. This made him wonder just for the slightest, on who’s hair it might’ve been? Spike was beginning to move away, at the second, when he heard the door, begin to open and standing there looking towards Applejack stood and simply smiled she soon said;

"Spike there you. I was thinking about you a moment ago.

Spike looked in through the door towards the woman as he couldn’t help but admire just how she looked and what she was wearing a black t-shirt, that fit, right around her, even the sight of her cleavage was shown, right then. He even notices her hair was back, to its golden color. Spike couldn’t help but feel confused remembering what he’d saw for the moment, though He shook it up guessing his eyes where playing with him. Applejack must’ve notice his odd expression;

"Is something wrong Spike?"

The way she said, it so innocently, that Spike, almost caught him off guard. But He said, back a little too smoothly.

"No nothing wrong I just thought I forgot something."

Spike was feeling more relaxed right then, as He looked deep into her eyes. She seemed to calm, from her expression right then, as they stood across from each other. Suddenly Applejack giggled, a bit as she turned around moving back in her room, she then called out to him;

"Are you going to come in or just stand there collecting dust."

"Sure thing Rav, if you insist."

She gave him a smirk that seemed like a challenge. He responded with a wink. Spike, stepped through the door. Getting a better look than he had though the small and hardly seeable peephole, when he began notice how the room was much different from his own, It seemed slightly larger.

The walls seemed to be much different, from his own instead of being the simple egg white shade, it seemed to be closer to being a more baby blue coloring. Then looking over to the side it was clear to tell whose side was who Twilight being on the right side since it was clear that everything was prim and proper, holding it all in the same place as it needed to be not a single thing seemed to be out of line.

It was even more abundant that it was Twilighte's side from the pure scope overlooking to it even just a small glance as she held a set of yellow sheets, and the distinct images of flowers of different looks and ages, this had her name written nearly all over it.

On the other side, though it was Applejacks her bed covered in satin red, blankets two pillows seemingly no pillow covers in sight and just a bit of a mess, nothing too big just having the look as if someone had been sleeping on it not that long ago. Though Spike couldn’t help but imagine what Twilight might’ve thought about Applejacks side. Though when he really got down to thinking about it, she’d probably considered this, and even yell to the world that it was in fact an abundance of utmost chaos, and disorder.

There was area's that was speeded on it some papers, and what seemed and bits of clothing hanging on the bedpost, just slung on there with no care in the world Spike turned looking to her eyebrow raising with a chuckle Applejack simply blushing for the moment before finally saying;

"Sorry about the mess." Spike simply smiled at her, as he responded softly;

"It's ok Trust, me. I’m nothing like Twilight it doesn’t bother me.”

It was than Applejack looked towards him and finally relaxed from how it looked: “Thank god."

Spike couldn't help right then but laugh, as he knew how she felt, living with Twilight, for the last few year's. He simply looked at her, when she responded;

"Oh How rude of me, Please take a seat Spike."

Spike looked towards the bed wondered If he really should. Shrugging it off, and taking the obligation Sitting down. There the two began talking. It wasn't much just what they were taking or what might have been liked right then. Just hearing her voice, so velvet so beautiful to his very ear's it was scary. But not caring he just listened.

Applejack suddenly chuckled, at the moment, as said; “Well Mr. Draco. What interesting Idea’s are going through your head?”

Spike couldn't help it but gave a slight southern accent, and muttered,

"Oh Nothing much just having myself a good ol’ time though the professor in engineering made me look abit stupid.”

"That’s, Dometor am I right?”

He looked stunned right then he didn't remember mentioning him to her, but maybe it had slipped his might for all he could really, tell and just said,

"Yeah that was him."

He then remembers what he had come here for as he looked right in them Green eyes so seductive and beautiful.

“So where’d you hear about the Wolf Den?”

Applejack looked over to him as she smirked soon saying; “Oh Just heard about it from some girl, who’s in my Anthropology class."

Spike nodded some hearing her talking and said, “Well I don't have classes, tomorrow, and we could head over there tonight." She smiled at him rather softly, showing off them pearly, white teeth; "It's a date then."

She giggled, some after that, which Spike chuckled also, as she seemed to be moving over grabbing her jacket. He didn’t know why, but she just moved it over, there right then like she was covering something, but he didn't bother, to ask her right then. As he simple moved standing up, and said,

"So when do you want me to pick you up?" She watched him right then, as she moved over, to her, as she moves that delicate, finger down his chest. As she said,

"How about around Seven. That way by the time I’m done, it’ll be eight and I can make you sit around waiting" Applejack muttered giving a simple giggle looking back towards Spike.

Spike just gave her a nod, he seemed rather speechless, there was something about her that seemed to leave him like that, and he never felt this way, about anyone. He moved, but not of his own will, right then as he moved forward, till he finally realized, he was outside, the room, Applejack closing her door behind, him as she giggled, he turned around right then, wondering what happened.

"What the?"

He then turned back to his room trying to seem calm and collective, for the moment, but he seemed to have been the only remaining in the hallway, which seemed… Odd. But he simply didn't care he just knew he had to get to his room. Spike moved, back towards his room a chip on his shoulder, and remembering he was all alone out in the hallway, he nearly, jumped in the air with joy. His stomach feeling like he had butterfly's in his stomach, but he managed, to control himself. Suddenly, he took a whiff of himself realizing he was a little ripe at the moment, and began to move over needing a shower and one rather badly. As he headed to the personal bathroom.

By the time he knew it. It was almost a quarter to eight, but he didn't care he was getting the last of his cloths ready. He was wearing a white, button up shirt rather stylish, in the matter, as on the right pocket, held a small image, of a phoenix, soaring in the sky, It had to be one of the nicest Shirt's he had, and right then he wanted to look good for her. Then, his jeans a nice pair, of loose fitting jeans that were slimming for him.

In that moment Spike, started to walk over to the small, coffee table. Where he took taking his set of keys, and his wallet, Putting it deep in his left hand pocket. Right as he was getting to leave, he moved putting on a pair of diamond back-Skinned boots, that fit snuggly onto his back holding close as he chuckled. These had been the finest set he had, as he only wore them on special occasion, He’d barely even worn them out, from the way they looked almost completely new.

Spike sighed before walking towards the door, heading out. Getting ahold of his nerves. Spike turned walking back towards Applejacks dorm simply smiling as he headed towards her only to see that Applejack herself was moving over to him in a quick jog, his eyes, moved down, unable to help admire the way she moved the flow of her body while she moved closer to him. Spike eyes begin wondering over Applejack’s body, He couldn’t help but think of and how she might’ve looked by the end of the night- That was till he tighten his hand reminding himself this was the first date, though the thought lingered close.

Applejack walked towards him only wearing a Red, V-neck shirt which fit her perfectly. A pair of formfitting shorts. That fit around her tightly almost the exact same ones that she’d worn the first time they met. Spike couldn’t think of anything less than she looked amazing in his eyes.

Spike, continued Admiring her for the shortest time. That’s when Applejack took notice of his wondering eyes on her and simply staring, before shaking her head, Spike notice this quickly Looking up to her when she simply muttered looking slightly concerned;

"Is there Something wrong, do I look terrible."

When He heard this he shook his head almost immediately looking at her directly in the eyes with a compassionate smile:

"No, you don’t look terrible. You look beautiful."

She smiled hearing him say that taking it as a compliment, while, they were beginning to move away. Right then they began to walk down the hall, Spike couldn't see it, but he could almost feel Applejack's eyes right on him, watching him closely, He had a feeling she was liking what she was seeing, but said nothing about it at the time.

rooms they were able to hear, a large banging. (Spike again, couldn't help but enjoy.

As they walked down the hall they heard loud music coming from every other room, Fre couldn’t help but chuckle as they head towards the stair’s for the moment Though they continued onwards ignoring the noise music just hanging close, Spike couldn’t help but enjoy it the college lifestyle doing things He’d never have been able to get away with at home

They were nearly out of the dorm building thanks to Spike, Spike had managed in the last few days to figuring out a better way of getting out of the long bulding in the best time, going the near labyrinth they’d called a dorm building. Applejack followed him closely, paying attention to every turn and corner, even if she was there a little, longer she was surprised by how fast she got, out of the place.

Though It wasn’t long before they managed to get down the stairs and towards the parking lot. It was only around eight o’clock. Though the moon seemed to be out, in the sky, at it’s highest point without a cloud in the sky shining down bright on them, which was odd. Spike had figured that it would’ve rained though maybe the fates where wishing him a good night, With the young lady. It wasn't as full or as beautiful as it had been a week ago it was currently being a waning moon, So it wouldn’t have affected him like it would’ve on those night but to him it seemed perfect. Applejack walked behind him. Turning a good pace, as she looked out in the distance where she looked seeing the Demon, parked under the glowing radiance of the street light.

Nearly upon the first sight of the magnificent car. Applejack Looked towards it seeming rather mesmerized by how it looked. She walked towards it her eyes never looking away as she went passed Spike reaching over to the hood, hovering over, looking at her green reflection on the outer, shell. Her hand reaching over it for a moment a quiet moment as she went and touched it. Her soft hand pressed against it. Under most situation Spike might’ve gotten made over someone placing their fingers on the Demons hood, with the thought of their oiled finger ruining the hoods image. Though Looking at Applejack he couldn’t say anything he didn’t want to it was so rare to see someone this mesmerized by the car.

"I'm Guessing from your reaction you like what you see."

When First Spike saw her he would’ve admitted she seemed like the kind of woman who would’ve gone for Chevy V6 for the most but seeing her like, this of all things seemed to just make him smile. Applejack turned her head, she looked rather breathless, right then as she took a deep breath, speaking rather fast but He hung onto ever word she said never forgetting them.

"It’s a 1971 dodge Demon, with its original, body stock, and parts! This is simply amazing."

Spike's heart skipped the beat hearing her say that, as that. Then giving one of the biggest grin's he ever had in a long time. He’d never met women like her before, She was definitely different from any women He’d ever met even the ones from his own town.

"Well actually most of the parts are really, N.O.S (New, Old, Stock.) like the fender, most of it was original, but I got it from this old man, from Maine, a bit of the sides, were rusted, and manage to weld stuff from old scrap metal onto it which is the exterior, then with the interior I used it from an 86' dodge, giving it comfort."

Then a pause of silence rushed from the, rustling over, them in a moment, as Applejack smiled, a bit she seemed impressed right then, as she moved overturning her hips going to the passenger side, She jokingly said,

"I Hope I can drive some of." She winked right then, Spike would have let her right then, but shaking his head, he moved over opening the passenger door, the long creek could be heard, Spike had to remember later, to get it oiled, when he had a chance.

"Oh my gentleman, How kind of you."

Applejack sat in the passenger side she looked over on the driver side than to road. Spike Rushed, over to the driver’s side, getting in as he moved, turning the engine. It roared loud, Applejack squealed in delight, as she looked at Spike getting giddy, Spike, figured he would play with her, right then hitting the pedal, causing the engine to go up. It got her, even more, excited. Then the engine, went down to a low, purr;

“Hmm a Gentleman, and not afraid to go a little fast."

Her eyes changed, a bit instead of the bright Green she had, to what seemed somewhat red, Now it wasn't an angry Red it seemed like she was wanting him, but it went away, and her eyes were back to being them sparkling Green.

"Well then, I will show you how fast this Demon can go Rave."

He moved, out of the parking lot, and then. He drove out fast, the engine, roared, again away, from the school, In 3.2 second, Spike was already seemed to be pushing around sixty mph.

"Hold on Applejack."

Applejacks smile seemed to continue growing wider, watching Spike moving over holding the stick shift, shifting gears, seeming to go faster, by the moment. The feeling of the windows rolled down letting a rush of cold air embelish over them as it seemed to feel so right not a worry or care in the world. Just the two of them riding down the road, having the time of there young lives.

He watched Applejack from around the corner of his eyes. Seeing her simply smiling and having the time of his eyes, the way her hair went back and forth though the air, she seemed almost tempted as if she wanted to stick her head out of the window feeling the rush of the cold breeze moving in her hair, Spike would’ve chuckled about this, before returning his eyes back to the road once more, as they went down passing the other headlights. They moved, down the dark granite, road. The Demon's head light’s illuminating ahead of them as they followed the way going forth down the soft road, in the clearness of night, Spike kept his eyes turned around looking almost all over the place making sure that there wasn't a cop in sight, but for Spike he didn’t care, they probably wouldn't be a problem for him as long as he had the demon with it he felt nearly unstoppable. You could’ve called him cocky for the idea, Though with him anything seemed possible.

Applejack began holding onto her seat, with on hand near Spike’s as she watched over almost giggling, laughing in pure excitement. Spike chuckled some as he enjoyed feeling where her, hand there.

He knew that the Demon, had this effect on people mainly women, the way it seemed. Getting them excited, by the second going down the dirt road. Moving down the road, right before they entered the rather large city, Just cruising down, was a simple, enough watching around in the town, it seemed like a normal city, at the moment, the lights on rather bright you couldn't see the star's, most of the building were higher than they needed to be, But that didn't concern them as they knew where they were going.

Taking another, turn on the rather crowded road they could see the entrance of the club, it seemed odd, when he looked at it, from how it seemed it was more of a bar than anything. Giving that rustic feeling to it. But he knew that there had to be more than met the eye with it. So he headed to park across the street from it.

Spike moved out of the demon, First might he say, which he wasn't surprised as he looked at the passenger side, seeing Applejack move out of the car, She seemed like she was getting her composure back, then taking a breath, Shuddering some, before they began walking to the Building. The building had a large sign over it light's surrounded over it, even with the rustiness, with it there was forms of modern look to it as the sign over it stating, 'The Wolf Den.'

People couldn't help, but look at the smooth, car while they walked away, but the way it seemed most, of the men were looking at her. They moved across the street. Managing to pass the car's driving passed, them getting lucky, as they missed him. They headed, closer to the building there was now a large group of people. They moved passed them with great ease they didn't seem to notice, him or Applejack, Which he didn't mind or care if they did or not. Right then coming into sight, Spike was able to see two people standing right in front of the door.

In the effect, the two, men were larger than average, each of them a six feet, and were bulked up. While they moved forward up to them, the more, muscled bound of the two men.

One a black man with greasy black hair, looked at him giving him a dirty, look that burried into Spike, as though he was about a second or two he’d be kicking Spike out from entering the place. That’s lat least how his facial expression told him since he was wearing a pair of black sunglasses that covered over his eyes. Simply looking them than To Applejack a simple chuckle on his face. The other man, just a bit smaller, than the black man, who skin was white. He looked at Spike, like he would do the same thing but he looked just as tuff if not abet tougher and stronger then man who stood on the opposite side of him. Spike looked towards them for the moment, his for the shortest moment seeming to Colden upon looking at each of them never leaving as he refused to flinch almost as if they were communicating something that no one else around them would’ve been able to hear. The two simply looked at Spike stairing into his eyes at least thts what Spike was figuring though with the other it was harder to tell, that was before they each game him a large tooth grin, patting the other on the shoulder before letting them into the room. Applejack looked at him for a moment as they got inside, and said;

"What did you just do there Spike?”

“Don’t know really just looked them in the eyes and simply showed I wasn’t going to back off so easily.” Spike simply chuckled looking over at the slightly confused Applejack before she shook her head, they were inside that all that mattered. Being inside, the sound of, music blared in them, some of it was rock others was country. On one side, there was a bar, older men, were sitting, drinking a beer just minding their own business, on other side an area to dance, it had a much younger group mainly people in their twenty's college student's. Hell Spike looked hard enough he saw, a poker table in the end corner.

Spike couldn't help for a moment, to move over to the table seeing the sight of the man shuffling the deck almost like a pro.

But he remembered he wasn't alone at the moment, he had the ever so beautiful Applejack next to him. He was as lucky as he could have been.

Applejack looked over, at him for a second, smiling she seemed focused on him right then, as she took his hand, against his she was as smooth, as silk.

"Come on Spikedie, let's dance."

Spike was shocked hearing that, "Ok..."

Most people never called him Spikedy, remembering the last time, someone had done that in Highland, the guy ended up in a wall. But for her he would ignore it, beside, the way she said it was cute. The beat of the music, raised the mood, while Applejack looked at him, as she suddenly took him, off and said,

Spike looked at her for a moment, and just nodded, as she pulled him, down there. Now there was one thing Spike wasn't able to do and that was dance, when it came to it he was almost like a bull in a china shop, and just didn't have a sense of rhythm, Spike moved, on there watching her as she moved, her body going elegantly to him it was amazing, as he could stand there watching her, but he was feeling like they were watching as he started to move his leg some to the beat. He moved, together with her, as they started to dance.

The music, moved with them, as they kept going, Spike stumbled some. But soon the music, was changing he didn't know how long they were doing this, but Applejack wiped some sweat from her, brow before telling him she needed to use the restroom, leaving him right then. Spike smacked his lips, right then they felt dry, he was glad she left, so he decided to get something to drink. He walked over to the bar side, moving past the bouncer. The bouncer didn't seem to notice him. Right there, Spike then notice that some, women who might have had a little too much. Where on the table now random one's as they seemed to be dancing.

The bartender looked at Spike, right then staring at him with those cold black eyes he had, He wasn't much taller, than him but the beard definitely made him look older. Spike decided to push his luck right then,

"How about a west cApplejack apple Boss."

The bartender looked over to Spike his eyes on him looking rather unsettleing even for Spike as he chuckled softly though even that seemed to send a shivver down his spine before he spoke in a clear voice.

"Nice try kid, Might’ve, gotten past, those Bouncer there. but ya’h ain’t getting one over me, so you best be sticking with water or you’ll be outta here and I’ll make sure it’ll be me doing the tossing.”

The nameless bartender, moved back heading to the sink filling a glass, with water, placing it in between him and Spike. Spike could notice that on the bartender shoulder held a faintly black tattoo, of the word U.S. Navy Which was a sign he shouldn’t even try messing with this guy or he’d be getting his own ass handed to him. The glass was fairly, clean from how it looked, but the water, on the other hand the water looked utterly nasty like it just came out from the sewer itself. Spike let out a gulp and the Bartender looking at him his arms crossed as he watched Spike seeing if he’d drink it. Spike couldn’t help but thought the bartender might have called him something under his breath was nearly hard to even hear it.

Spike just manned up against it taking the glass in hand, as moved it to his lip's gulping it down, Right as it moved in his hand, Spike almost got sick right then, But he held it down, Spike could only think trying to hide the discuss from the man still standing infront of him ignoring the others around him.

‘This stuff taste like it came from a sewer.’

Leaving the glass, there, Spike was thinking of heading back to the Dance floor, Applejack had to have been back right then. He turned his head planning to find Applejack. Right then he looked seeing a group of three, they were sitting around in a circle, they were drinking at the most. When Spike looked at them it seemed to have gotten their attention. Spike ignored their looks, as he walked passed them, as he did they started to talk, they sounded rather drunkenly, barely able to finish a sentence, but he managed to hear one of them say,

"Hey... Dillon Remember seeing that hot ass blond, god what I would do to have that hot piece of ass."

Spike looked over seeing them He had a feeling they started it, because he passed, them. This caused, him to stop for a moment, which they noticed also, when another one of them said,

"Oh yeah Doug the one that headed right in the restroom."

Spike grunted, some but none of them seemed to notice. Spike couldn't help but frown at the moment, noticing one of them eyed him, and they were getting loader. He was getting ready to leave, but for the heck of it he couldn't help but look at them none of them were even in the same ballpark let alone anywhere near Applejack's league. The first one, from what Spike could tell might’ve been the youngest short blond hair blue eyes and a groggy complection that seemed to have a drunken look that seemed to almost read first timer. The rest of them, was an odd group.

A black man with an afro, or who, Spike would guess was Doug, Though really the hair looked more like a rat's nest, he wasn't big, but he was wide, he looked almost like the dark skinned bodyguard. Which might not have been a coincidence. Another man with light brown hair, he was about five foot, six. It was funny especially, because he was permanently crossed eyed.

The black man looked at the other, and said,

"I'll agree with you man that little, blond girl is just a fine piece of ass."

Spike growled at the moment, not liking how they were talking about Applejack. Then the man named Dillan, at least, Spike could have guessed, he was the man in the middle and the oldest of them. He seemed the most sober, of them all, almost like he hadn't had a drink all night, but he was more than anything under twenty-one. He gave a wrenching tooth grin, that was more yellowed, then the sun.

His eyes darted over, at Spike, right then and spoke;

"Yeah but it's too back that she came here with a guy."

For a moment, Spike was thinking the guy was ok, but only for a second, when the guy got up.

"Yeah she was too bad he won't be able to go home with her."

Spike's eyes looked at him more, he knew Dillan was talking to him right then, as Spike remained silent Dillan did the opposite, talking his sober ass off.

"Yeah when we're done, they will be scrapping his ass, off the ground she will be on her hands and knees begging for more, and more..."

Spike lost it right then Grabbing Dillan’s shirt holding onto it rather tightly, as he seemed to almost be picking him up. The other looked at him, they were shocked, right then, as each of them turned to get up ready to jump on Spike.

"Yeah How about that guy, simply knock you on your ass."

He let go of him, right then as he walked away he could feel the bouncers, eyes dangling right on him, they wanted him to do something. Just so they had something to do right then. This didn't stop the group, the way it seemed, they didn't have much brain cells to begin with, but adding Beer, and scotch in the processor, and they actually thought they were ten feet tall, and bulletproof. The Dillan started, speck, even than while still having trouble standing up for the moment;

"Look at him leave like a dog, his leg between his tails." Spike grunted, and spoke.

"You mean like a dog, with his tail, between his legs. Dumbass."

Spike corrected him before going back to the dance, floor. But it seemed to get them pissed, off. They even looked like they were about to jump on him. But something stopped them, Spike actually knew what stopped them the very same bouncers. Who tried stopped Spike from getting in with Applejack.

Spike grunted, some but decided that he would give them what they wanted, and that was a fight, and he would make sure that they would get one.

"Come on then."

There he would walk, out of 'The Wolf Den'...

In a moment, they left the bar, passing the dance room, Spike didn't know how long it had been But He didn't see Applejack, She must have been doing something or saw something, though What She was doing, Spike might not have known. He wondered some, Spike couldn't help but smile, some moving out as they turned from the building and going into the, alley

The alley was rather deserted except the sound of rat’s festering in it, even the shadow of a large dog for a moment before it left. There was a second of silent, and turned around looking at them just smiling right then examining them all. The large African American looked at him, before saying,

“What’s with the smile Cracker, your ass is going to be kicked in a moment.”

Doug muttered, they surrounded now most who didn’t know Spike would think this was a bad situation, but Spike was keeping his cool, and said to them.

“Want me to go fast or slow your choice.”

They looked confused as he asked the question for a moment, but they moved closer to him by the second,

“Why should we tell you that you're still going to lose, its four to one.”

“Figure I would be nice, and beside I like them odd’s.”

What they didn’t realize or where two drunk to really think about it but there was two types of fighting, that were true the first one was slower more controlling it might take a while but it was more warmer to the eye, which they used on television, then there was fast, real fighting, quick unpredictable, and more likely to get hurt in the process even get killed. That was at least how Night Light Describe to him, when He was teaching Spike how to fight incase trouble ever truly raised and there was no way to ever truly avoid a fight to come.

“So which will it be fast or slow? You’ll get the choice.”

From the utmost expression of each of the other men’s face they must’ve felt they were given a gift, though it probably was the swimming bits of Alcohol that went through their brains, and they just didn’t think that far ahead, Dillon walked up looking over at Spike giving that long nasty grin and Soon simply muttered;

“Sure That how about you just go nice n’ Slow for us. That way we can take you down faster.” Dillon than turned his head back looking at the other two, Doug ran right at Spike giving a drunken smile, before popping his knuckles Soon exclaiming.

“Easy as Pie.”

“You sure never judge a person from how they look.” Spike said, standing in the same position never moving just holding a cocky smile and a demeanor that held confidence over him.

Doug, Went towards Spike, wobbling and jerking since he barely walked straight came right towards Spike, his hand clenched in a fist, aiming it right towards Spike’s face, Spike simply took advantage of being the more sober between them and quickly ducked out of the way, and Soon twisted himself around thrusting his elbow hard into the African American man right in his collar bone, Given the chance to hear if it was quiet enough you could’ve heard from the other guy collar bone slightly crack, and Doug head jerked up and yelled into the air, with pure pain, His eyes shutting completely closed and only managing to state;

“Holy Fuck balls that hurt!”

He tried getting up but was having trouble with the rush of pain, and with that the other two who’d been watching than Looked towards the other. The Nameless Blond moved up Looking over at Doug and muttered,

“Ya’ got lucky pal, but you’re not gonna get me.”

Spike could tell right then Dillon, who was still hiding in the back he might have been the leader of this odd group but he was the most cowardly of the group. Refusing to fight that or he was the smartest one out of the lot.

Doug moved, Away holding his chest each move caused him to wince in pain.

Spike left him alone from how it seemed that the sound of cracking might have been his collarbone snapping like a twig, He just watched right the others as the blond moved more, as Spike figure he wasn’t going to hold back like his friend was thinking he was hot stuff. His hands were up defensively almost like a boxer, so Spike moved giving the same way, wanting to be far, when he watched him run right at him with speed. As he tackled Spike right into the wall. Pain rushed through Spike’s back as he watched as the man took advantage of Spike, slight form of shock as he began punching Spike where he could going for his chest, Spike felt then the guy had a hell of a right hook. But he went too far when he moved hitting Spike right in the cheek.

Spike’s saw the blond haired man, and his eyes narrowed. Spike couldn’t think of their names. Looked scared but before he could keep moving Spike moved his leg’s up kicking him back as Blondie forward. Stumbled back trying to get stabled, Spike moved right there, his hand in a fist as he punched the blond haired man right in the noise.

“Gahh my nose my beautiful noise.”

The Blond reached grabbing ahold of his noise almost cry in pain, blood slowly dripping from his clearly broken noise. Though he didn’t stay down. He tried, to punch Spike once more. But Spike moved catching the fist, as he twisted, him around as Spike had his foot on his back before pulling his arm back, as The other man screamed a high pitch sound from it before falling down.

Spike must’ve dislocated the man’s shoulder, maybe even broke it before taking that right hook away. He let him go, as it looked like he was about to pass out but he would live that was for sure. Spike took in a breath, he felt adrenaline rushing over him taking them down, it felt natural he just missed the burning rush that came from kicking the sorry ass of someone who, thought they were better than the rest. He looked over fast looking for Dillan, seeing where he went right then, as it was odd of the guy being silent when a couple of his friends, just got beaten down and hard. As he looked over and saw that the coward was gone by now leaving his Friends behind.

Spike would only look down on the ground soon spitting as his guard was down by then. He turned around planning to let them go off, as he went back to Applejack feeling he won this little battle. Spike simply took a single step away and that’s when he heard the light whistling sound coming from right behind him. After that there came a loud thump made contact with his head, and the sounds of a bottle cracking behind him. For a moment Spike felt nothing but then he began feeling slightly woozy before he began to move around for a moment, barely able to stay up the sharpness in his skull was horrible, he wouldn’t deny it, as he moved his hand back feeling a warm stickiness to it looking at it for a moment, with the moonlight helping he saw it his own blood, Spike moved down on his knees.

As he laid there he manage to turn his body around seeing who might have attacked him but he knew, as he looked seeing, Dillon there with a now broken end of a bottle, his sick smile moving across his face right then, as he soon moved into Spike’s side pocket, and pulling out his Key’s but not any of the key’s but one, that keys of the Demon.

“Thanks for the car bitch. Can’t wait for that piece of ass to come out just so I can say you told me to take her home.”

He chuckled right then starting to leave Spike’s limited amount of sight and in that moment Spike blacked out…

In the moment Spike felt as if he was in complete Darkness, nothing forward and nothing back he just floated in place right then, he was nowhere, but he was in piece for the time. When suddenly he felt something sharp moving in his neck for a moment then a voice,

“Wake up! Wake up god damn you!” He didn’t know who it was but he felt himself being slapped, hard in his cheek it was light but annoyed him for a moment as he opened his eyes slowly, His vision was blurry right then but it cleared slowly,

“Hnngg…?”

Spike commented for a moment not able to tell what was going on for a second as all he could really see was a dark shadowy figure. Spike tried getting a good look onto his face but wasn’t able to see anything he was too far because of the shrouded face in the darkness.

“Come on kid let’s get you up.”

The deep voice, coming from the shadow, as he moved helping Spike back up to his Feet, not too fast, but in the end Spike was able to stand on his feet barely but he could, the sharp pain was still right behind his head but it wasn’t like it was before. But it wasn’t as bad. He was forced to turn right then as the man simply said,

“Go back to what your doing kid and don’t look back.”

Spike wondered what he meant from that, as he turned his head and looked seeing the stranger was gone, almost like he wasn’t there before, Spike shook his head right then pretending it was nothing for the moment and soon he began to walk out of that alley.

Right then as he moved out of that dark alleyway, he was hearing muffled sounds coming close to him, he wondered for a moment who it was as he moved over to the sound, Spike moved closer to the sound as he did he couldn’t help but laugh a bit with what he actually saw.

Right there before him was three people tied up to a telephone pole, right there but they were lacking a couple of thing’s which was mainly cloths. and over the shortest head, who Spike now recognized as Dillon was a set of keys and a sheet of paper, that said his name,

Spike soon Remembering what happened he looked towards them reached and simply cracked his knuckles which when he did cause the three men to panic, Spike only smirked looking towards them before reaching over towards Dillion taking the key’s back along with the small note which had his name, and left them before the small club for whatever it is that might accuse next.

As he was moving in everyone at the time, started to come out, and most of them happened to be female. He ignored them hearing a large portion of laughter, Spike had a feeling they wouldn’t bother him for a while or tell anyone what happened to them or who did it to them. Spike reentered the place looking around it was almost empty from the look, after everyone left looking at the three tied to the phone poll. He then looked seeing Applejack she was sitting at one of the chair’s she was all by herself right then she looked rather depressed right then, as he moved over to her, as he got to her she didn’t seem to notice him as he then said,

“This seat taken?”

She looked up to see who it was when she realized that it was Spike himself, her sad look seemed to rise right then, as she simply said,

“Where were you Spike?” She sounded mad right then and he couldn’t help but move a step back remembering the last time he made a woman sound that way. He still couldn’t go to an airport without explaining the pieces of buckshot’s resting in his rear.

“Sorry about vanishing there a couple of guy’s attacked me, though It’s ok I took care of it though, just so you know their outside, screaming its cold outside.”

Applejack paused right there opening him mouth trying to get the words out, turning before finally saying towards the man, all the while holding the smallest bit of confusion in her eyes.

“H-How? It’s like eighty-five degrees outside how can it be co- Never mind.”

Spike smiled some seeing how she looked like that until she notice the blood creeping down his neck. There she looked scared.

“F-Spike you're bleeding.” He moved his hand over some, as he looked at the small droplets of blood that had dangled down, as he said rather calmly.

“It’s nothing Applejack Just some guy, hit me with a bottle broke it over my head I’m alright.”

“Spike You’re calling this nothing I can see blood that isn’t nothing!”

He moved his hand over his head for a second as he watched her trying to reassure that he was in fact ok. But she refused to listen to him almost insisting that she would take him to the hospital to be taken it.

“I said I’m fine I don’t need to see a doctor.”

“Well Mr. I don’t care Where going to get you checked out right this instant.”

It was than Applejack forced Spike right into the passenger side of the Demon- his own car! Taking his keys from him, soon taking him to what had to have been the closest urgant care Hospital. It seemed rather simple from it but pretty much like Spike Said, it was nothing, it could have been a mild concussion at the most, and just for her to watch him. This seemed to make her feel more relax though.

By the time they had actually made it back from the hospital it was around midnight from the look of it, most of the dorms were closed, nothing two big on it, They slowly moved down the hall Applejack’s hand gently around Spike’s as she seemed to be helping him up despite his own protests. They were almost to his, room, as they began moving pass Applejack, and Twilight’s Room.

He couldn’t help for a second noticing something hanging from around the door, from what it looked like it was a red, tie. This caused Spike himself to see red. Applejack didn’t notice his anger for a second, until she heard a rather beastly growl that gave her a small scare. As she looked back at him.

Spike looked over towards the door, as he took in sight of the tie that seemed to hang off Applejack and Twilightes room while his brotherly instinct began to unfold and soon he began specking though it seemed to remain in his steady voice you could just hear the fury of it, Spike could only wish the person in that room with Twilight could hear him right at this moment;

“I’m going to go in that room and kick his fucking ass..!”

He was moving his hand right then heading over to the door knob. His first step he did moving from Applejack he still wobbled for a second or two, but he was getting more use to his own weight, at that second he could feel Applejacks soft hand touch his shoulder.

This caused him to turn his head rather quickly looking at her while she gave him a rather soft, and compassionate look, this seemed to stop him, for a moment, and he then heard her say,

“How about we just go back to your room, before someone gets hurt again.”

Right then she squeezed his shoulder this time hard, he had never been easy to feel pain but when she did it he couldn’t help but bend to her will especially right then. Even how she asked him, he couldn’t deny her, as he just kept walking taking her back to his room.

Spike soon unlocked the door, looking at it right then before they stepped in, the inside of the place was just like how it was a little messy nothing to much he just didn’t think that there would be people be coming over especially after the event. He managed to move by himself for a moment as he separated the large bed turning it back into two, for the time as he simply said,

“You can take this one if you want.” He wanted her to feel comfortable removing a few of his own pillows placing it on her bed.

Applejack looked at him for a moment as she then started walking over to the bed her hips moving so seductively, Spike gulped as a bit of sweat trickled down his temple She seemed to notice this for a moment giving a warm smile, as she moved grabbing the base of the bed.

“Don’t worry Spike I won’t bite... much.” She said with a wink.

Spike didn’t hesitate right then moving into the bed, removing the white colored shirt, as he headed right under the colors, he watched Applejack almost lustfully but it seemed all she did for him was take off her shoes, before moving right into the bed, not even bothering with her cloths almost teasing him much to his frustration he had to guess he would have to wait another night, but somehow he felt himself rather lucky to even be in this moment. Applejack headed closer to him, the warmth of her touch of her hand pressing against him only made breath Heavily, though she took no notice this, as She moved near pressing her elegant body right up against him as she rested her head on the pillow.

Spike began doing the same thing right then as he felt his body getting heavy by the second his eyes slowly shutting while he took the time taking in the beauty that laid before him… Right then he felt himself getting closer to sleep as he felt more relax then he had in a long time. Suddenly a question popped in his head.

‘Who was the man in the shadow?’