Spike licked the blood from his lips, murmuring "delicious" he said as he pushed the dead body of Lucien Malfoy to the ground.
A voice, cold, without compassion and love suddenly spoke chilling even the demon Spike.
"That was stupid, vampire. He was useful to me. I will punish you," Lord Voldemort said.
Spike swallowed his fear his well developed danger sense screamed to run but the alcohol gave him liquid courage.
"Yeah? Do your worst pillock," Spike said, lighting a fag while he carefully studied the strange man that held a stupid stick instead of a stake.
Voldemort blinked then blinked again. A smile -- a genuine smile -- appeared as he remembered a dark magic spell that even HE was afraid of.
Luckily it only worked on some one that agreed.
Voldemort spoke "I will... Do you mind if I make try to punish you?"
Spike laughed, what a pillock! "Sure mate, do your worst."
Voldemort gathered his powers and spoke a ancient spell "Du ska döden möta gång på gång."
A spell made by a evil Viking and therefore in swedish. Translation - You shall face death time and time again.-
Spike said "Fuck, you are a magic user" before a rain of darkness fell upon him and he was gone.
Voldemort muttered, "That was disappointing, I hoped to see what would happen."
He did not have time to say more as Harry Potter, Faith the Slayer and the cursed White Knight stormed in and started to shoot him up while Potter protected them with magic.
..At the same time..
Spike fell face down in Carrot land.
He heard voices arguing "Rabbit season, Human Season."
"Bloody hell, I'm lucky I'm a vampire," Spike said as he looked at the talking animal and the human snack. Then the rabbit suddenly looked angry at the stupid vampire destroying HIS carrot so he said "vampire season" and Elmer prombly dusted the surprise Spike...
Spike, suddenly materialising, feeling hurt all over, wondered why he was not dust in the ground. Then the night became darker around him and looking up he could see a big dark claw coming down on him.
"Ooo my God, Godzila stepped on something," a voice said as Spike turned to dust only to die again someplace else.
Luke and Darth paused and look at each other.
"Strange, did you turn him into dust?"
Darth shook his helm. "No Luke."
They look up at the Emperor that shook his head as well. "No, I would have liked to known how he teleported onto the Death Star."
Luke nodded. "I know, I hate it when strange things happen."
Spike carfully stood up looking around seing nothing dangerus no one fighting with glowing swords. No dragon or gigant lizards and absolutly no crazy demoncars he relly was a fraid of car like Christine now.
The only thing he could see was one deffensles human -Sweet food- Spike taught then the human turn around and walk right in to spike that fell over week of hunger.
Rob look as the man fell right in to the Chrismas tree staking him self and turning in to dust before his eyes. Rob stod up and groned. "Hatten_jc you put me in you fiction" but Spike was dust agien..
The Car bear look sad as Spike screeming in pain dusted him self it was just to mutch love Spike coulden handle it..