Demon Weed, Part 3

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and Caos are mines.

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BUFFY, THE VAMPIRE SLAYER - DEMON WEED

PART THREE - 'INIATION'

It was a clear, sea-blue sky unoccupied with threatening clouds. The town was
buzzing over the annual Family Sports Day looming.  Buffy met up with Willow
after school in its playgrounds.


"Oh.Hi.Are you ready for Sports Day, Buffy?" asked Willow.

Buffy groaned in reply "I suppose so. They have got me playing in a soccer
game. I hate soccer!"

The topic changed dramatically when Giles broke up their conversation.

"I need to see you two both in the Library, girls." stated Giles.

The trio met up with Cordelia and Zander in the library, who were studying
some books.

"Whats the problem, Giles? Is the Master back?" questioned Buffy

"We are not exactly sure, but in recent evenings, I have viewed more frequent
battles between vampires and demons."

Zander interrrupted "Now that is a first!"

Giles continued" Well, the fighting is taking place near the park - the
original site of the Hellmouth."

He then obtained old maps from an old, dusty book and spread them over the
table. He began pointing things out to Buffy.

"You see, this first map shows Sunnydale in the 19th century - now compare
the map with this version."

The gang all grouped round the table like lion-cubs about to be fed. 


"Then I need to be out there tonight. If something is playing up, I want to
know about it. We had a nightmare of a job dealing with the Hellmouth last
time!"

Giles nodded in agreement, though adding "Remember, you do not want to become
involved in the brawls. Just watch out for any sever abnormalities."

Meanwhile at the Institute, Riley had been called to the office by the
temporary new boss-in-charge.

"OK, Riley I have a new assignment for you. I have received word from
valuable sources that a hord of vampires are taking refuge in a desolated
house." added Riley's superior.

"Yes, ma'am. I will assemble my best team to take them out." replied Riley

As Riley was about to leave her office, she replied "Riley, wait!"

She continued"This is Code of Urgency, Riley - Everyone on your task force
will have to participate in this operation."

Puzzled, Riley asked"But why is this op so necessary for all team
members,Ma'am?"

"Did you always question your previous superior, Riley?" she roared, applying
to the period before the death of@.

Riley's expression turned to one of sadness, reminiscing of that period. He
was then dismissed and began preparing the task ahead of him.

Later that evening, Mrs Peebles burst through the school doors leading into
the car park area. She approached her green wolkswagen and inserted the key
promptly into the lock. The lock clicked, she opened the door and revved the
car to life.

"OK. Time to test these smokesticks." Spike muttered to himself while
observing Mrs Peebles prepare to leave the car park. He dragged of his
cigarette while Mrs Peebles discovered her tyres had been puntcherd. Spike
smiled deviously at his sabotage to the car.  After a final puff on the
cigarette, he revved the Ford car into life and approached Mrs Peebles.

"Do you need a hand there?" Spike unwittingly offered at the stranded P.E
teacher. She was a tall brunette, who always lead a healthy lifestyle and
encouraged others to follow hers as an example. How Spike was hoping that
tonight would change all that.

"I can't believe it. That waste of space has put holes in my tyres." moaned
Mrs Peebles

"Do you need a lift?"

"Please don't take this the wrong way but I don't even know you."

Spike smiled"My name is Andrew. And yours..."

"I am Andrea..." Andrea replied, observed the opportunity that existed then
continued"Would it be any trouble?"

Now his target accepted the lift, it would only be a matter of time before
she would succumb to the effects of the nicotine.

Andrea entered the vechile cautiously, still knowing nothing about this
'Knight in shining armour'.

"Sitting comfortably, Andrea?" asked Spike

"Yeah. Thanks again!"

Minutes later, the Ford car was drifting along the main road behind some
heavy traffic. The atmosphere inside the car was tense, Spike briefly glanced
at the LCD clock inside the car which stated 19.02.

Spike thought to himself "Plenty of time."

He also began to run thoughts in his mind like a movie. The mission was to
take the biggest rolemodel at the school and 'convert' her thoughts to Caos'
advantage. However, Spike knew that the full effects would not be known until
she had consumed the cigs.

Regaining his composure, Spike needed to spark conversation if his mission
was to succeed.

"So Andrea, what do you do at Sunnydale High School?"

"I am a Physical Education teacher - I enjoy working with the kids - teaching
them the pros and cons to a healthy lifestyle on a physical front."

After that statement, Spike knew why it was Andrea who was specifically
targetted for this mission. From further conversation, Spike discovered more
about the P.E teacher's role in the high school. She was a 'fan favorite'
with students and teachers since joining in 1995. Before that, Andrea was a
fitness instructor at a local gym.

Andrea began to relax while Spike continously drove behind the sea of
traffic. 

Spike began self-thought for a while: the trap is set, the prey vulnerable -
now its time for the kill.

He asked Andrea"Do you smoke?"

Andrea replied emphatically"No! Do you? I put 100% into my work everyday to
know that my students go home with another anti-smoking lecture. I thrive on
discouraging the habit. Its awful!"

Spike, seeming unaffected by a hearty speech, said calmly "Well, Andrea I
do."

Andrea was even more shocked with Spike's following request.

"Would you please light one up for me? I'm tied up with driving." Spike
asked, signaling to the unusual orange coloured pack within the dashboard
cabinet.

Andrea thought. The guy has been kind enough to offer me a lift. I think the
least I can do is return the favour by doing this. 

Andrea reluctantly opened the cabinet drawer and withdrew the pack and
lighter lying there. The cabinet door was then closed. During this, Spike
glanced occasionally at Andrea. 

The woman then flipped back the box lid and took out a single cork-tipped
cigarette. For a moment, Andrea stared at the cigarette with interest: How
could anyone enjoy this?

Cautiously, she placed the cigarette between her lips. Andrea then lit up
using the lighter and sucked on the filter as the tip burned red. As she
sucked, her pupils began to dilate and cheeks collapsed. 

Finally, Andrea withdrew the burning cigarette and exhaled a thin stream of
smoke onto the dashboard. The cigarette smoke bounced off the car window and
escaped through the open passenger window. Andrea then smiled deviously and
brought the cigarette to the side of her head, holding it erect
professionally. 

Spike drove in amazement from the sight beside him. He sarcastically asked
"Can I have my fag now? When you are finished with it?"

Andrea looked entranced momentarilly, as if waiting for instructions. She
then passed the cigarette to Spike. As Spike took a drag on the cigarette, he
was amazed even more by Andrea's next reaction. 

The anti-smoker proceeded to light a cigarette for herself easily.  She
inhaled and exhaled in expert fashion on her opening drag. 

Spike laughed to himself as he processed his thoughts. This was a quick
conversion. What is in these which humans will crave. There must be a real
purpose to this. But what?

"Listen, Andrew. Could you actually drive me to Principal Synder's house
please." asked Andrea, once again chain-smoking the special cigarette.

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