Red Rain

Title: Red Rain
Author: VampieGirl
Rateing: R
Summary: What if Buffy hadn’t been cured at the end of Normal again
Disclaimer: Buffy The Vampire slayer belongs to Joss Whedon and all his cronies. The lyrics belong to Peter Gabriel.



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Red rain is coming down
Red rain
Red rain is pouring down
Pouring down all over me

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“Hello” Spike called out as he pushed open the front door, but was greeted with a deafining silence he took a few steps towards the stairs “Buffy, Niblet” he called out still silence. He strode up the stairs two at a time “Willow, Bloody somebody” he snapped as he headed to Buffy’s room as he passed the bathroom he saw that the door had been kicked in the frame had splintered around the lock. A growing sense of unease came over him. Which was rather strange because he was a vampire and vampires didn’t get uneasy? Well at least he didn’t. But where was everyone, he’d checked at the doublemeat palace Buffy hadn’t been to work in three days. The magic shop was still closed since Anya left.

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I am standing up at the water's edge in my dream
I cannot make a single sound as you scream
It can't be that cold; the ground is still warm to touch
This place is so quiet, sensing that storm

Red rain is coming down
Red rain
Red rain is pouring down
Pouring down all over me

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He looked around the bathroom the shower curtain had been pulled down and the blind flapped gently in the night breeze. A bottle of shampoo was spilt on the floor Spike sniffed at it, it was Buffy’s he took a further look around the room the sense of unease quickly grew to full blown worry. In the corner near the toilet something glinted he stooped to pick it up, it was Dawns bracelet.

Spike ran to Dawns room it was in disarray papers and books had been knocked on the floor teddy bears and dolls lay forgotten on the bed. He picked up the pink pig he remembered Dawn telling him that it was Buffy’s favourite Mr Gordo and after Buffy had died she had taken it and would sleep with it every night.

He turned and looked in Buffy’s then Willow’s room both were undisturbed. He didn’t notice the empty cup in the bin in Buffy’s room he went downstairs the living room and dining room were also undisturbed.

He walked into the kitchen he looked around there were signs of a scuffle a dented frying pan lay on the floor the neatly ordered spice rack he been knocked over and a few of the little bottles had smashed, there was a smashed plate near the cellar door. A torn peace of fabric hung from a nail that stuck awkwardly out of the door frame. It looked like it came from one of Xander’s hideous shirts

Spike pulled open the door and the first thing that hit him was the overwhelming stench of blood. His demon came to the fore both out of his natural instinct and rage that someone had done something to them he didn’t care much for the others and if anyone was going to kill them it would be him. When he got to the bottom of the stairs he just stood there. He’s seen carnage heck he had cause plenty carnage it is hundred plus years but this: Tara lay collapse at his feet her head had been bashed in blood matted her hair to the crater in her skull Willow lay a few feet away in a pool of her own blood she had had her throat ripped out her hands and feet still bound. Xander lay sprawled across the floor his neck obviously broken, Slumped against the far wall was Dawn also tied up she had some thing stickling out of her chest it looked like a crowbar.

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Well I've seen them buried in a sheltered place in this town
They tell you that this rain can sting, and look down
There is no blood around see no sign of pain
Hay ay ay no pain
Seeing no red at all, see no rain

Red rain is coming down
Red rain
Red rain is pouring down
Pouring down all over me

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He could still hear a heart beat he looked around the room then he realised that they were all dead he took a step there was a tacky ripping sound as he stepped out of a pool of blood. The floor was slick with it. At first he didn’t see her, curled up in the corner staring blankly into space.

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Red rain-
Putting the pressure on much harder now
To return again and again
Just let the red rain splash you
Let the rain fall on your skin
I come to you defences down
With the trust of a child

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“Buffy” he yelled rushing to her but there was no response “Buffy” he yelled shaking her, Her head just lolled to the side. He grabbed her by her chin so her unblinking eyes were level with his “What happened?”

“Mom I want to go home”

Spike stared back in shock

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Red rain is coming down
Red rain
Red rain is pouring down
Pouring down all over me
And I can't watch any more
No more denial
It’s so hard to lay down in all of this
Red rain coming down
Red rain
Red rain is pouring down
Pouring down
Red rain is coming down all over me
I'm begging you
Red rain coming down
Red rain is coming down
Red rain is coming down all over me
Over me in the red red sea
Over me
Over me
Red rain