Willow walked down the corridor of the great palace, being roughly held by two large guards. The guards face's were distorted, ridges on their faces and their eyes glowed yellow. Willow could tell that they were demons and so tried not to fight for who knew what they might do to her if she did fight them. She kept her head low and walked along with them, her wrists were bloodied and bruised from the ropes tied around them. She didn't understand any of what was going on all she knew was that she had been taken from her chamber and led out of her father's castle.

There had been dead men and blood everywhere and all she could hope for was that somehow her father had gotten away. She was lead to this place, the men who escorted her wouldn't tell her anything of what was happening and so she had just gone along with them. She soon was stopped in front of a large door the men cut her ropes and threw her into the room. She landed onto the cold marble floor and tried to pick herself up but was unable to, she was so weak so very tired. Her sleeping gown was torn and her life seemed that it was over. Her family was probably all dead and she there was nothing she could do about it . She fell into a exhausted sleep.

Something cool brushed Willows hand and she opened her eyes slowly finding a calm face looking down at her. She jumped back remembering what had happened to her in the last hours. "Who are you?" She asked in a small voice "Why have I been brought here?" the man was handsome in his own way. He had almost white hair and a very defined face. His eyes were cold buy somehow soft. "I'm not going to hurt you, lady." He said and reached out for her wrist she gasped in pain when he touched the bruise's. "I told them not to hurt you.." He said as he looked at her wrist touching it lightly. He stood up and brought a water basin and washcloth and took back Willows wrist. 

"You haven't answered my question, sir." She said quietly as he began to clean her wounds. She closed her eyes relishing in his touch to her tender skin. "at least tell me your name?" She said looking at him as he held her other wrist "Of course, its William you can call me Spike if you like though, Lady." He looked up at her when he was done "And your the beautiful Lady Willow?"

Willow blushed, "Yes, I'm Willow, now please why have I been brought here?" She asked trying to get him to look her in the eye "Have dinner with me tonight Milady?" He said smiling strangely as he dodged her question again. Willow frowned she was frightened and she didn't really know what this Spike wanted from her "I don't have anything to wear.." She started looking down at her night dress.

"There are things in the wardrobe for you. I hope you like them. I will have someone come and get you for dinner do as you like until then." With that Spike got up and walked out her the room. All the confusion and death of the past hours hit Willow a few minuets later and she started to cry softly not knowing what to do or what was expected of her. She had never been without her father or her close friends and now she feared they were all dead. She lay there and cried for everything that she had lost and everything she might lose she was so confused.

Spike sat at the large banquet table waiting for Willow to come in. He knew that she must be scared now, he was glad she should be. He was seeing if she would be right. Be right to be his lady, his queen of the night. He had been watching her for some time now. A few months perhaps, watched her until she was ready for him to take and make his. She was in her prime of life the tender age of 17. He was lucky her baboon of a Father hadn't married her off to some Lord before Spike could get her. Then he looked up from his thoughts and she walked in. She looked stunning, in a emerald green dress. Her long auburn hair flowing down her back shinning. He had always loved her hair it reminded him of dusk he loved dusk. Right before he could come out and feed and be merry. She came in and sat down at the other end of the table from him placing her hands in her lap. He grimaced when he saw the bruises on her tender skin. He would kill whoever had done that to her, in fact he was going to do it after dinner.

Willow was shuffled into the lovely dinning hall, she slowly sat down and then looked up at Spike. "Hello again.." She said and stared at his features her truly was magnificent in his own way. Spike smiled at her "Hello again, Lady. I trust that your stay here has been pleasant?" he asked Willow tried to smile but couldn't bring herself to do it.

"I don't understand why you have brought me here. If you could answer that I'm sure I could be better able to please you. But I'm so confused.. Why did you bring me here?" She asked quietly.

Spike looked at her "I brought you here Willow, to be my Queen. If you want to.." He said slowly knowing she had no choice even if she said no. He still wanted to give her the idea she had power of the situation. "If its what you want my lord." Willow bowed her head a bit to look down at the table "Why me? I'm so plain.. there are so many different choices then me.. I just..."

Spike was sympathetic for her, "I understand, luv. You just don't understand how beautiful you are do you?" He asked shock in his eyes "I was raised to be a lady.. but I was never beautiful my lord." She said slowly looking into his deep eyes. "You are milady more then you will ever know, that's why I chose you to be my Queen. You and no one else." He said smiling "And I'm happy that you have agreed"

Willow's head was spinning what choice did she have other then to agree she had no family left and he hadn't tried to hurt her so she might as well go along with it. "I hope I can please you." Was all she could think to say.

Willow sat at her vanity brushing through her long hair. She had found a brush in the drawer and had found her hair to be a mess. She had stopped herself to think of what she was doing, giving up on her family her friends.. All she could think about was the fact that SHE was safe and that SHE was alive. Lord Spike had not hurt her and said he wouldn't. She believed him and he was actually quite pleasant once you got used to his quiet nature and his stares. He could stare anyone down with his eyes, they were so deep so.. she could not find words to describe them. She had a lovely room and dress's and was content to stay where she was for the time being. She was not bothered and ate dinner with Spike when he called for her company. Most of the time she spend wandering the gardens or sitting in her room reading one of the books from the library. She never saw anyone in the day and never thought to inquire about it. She didn't want him to think her rude so she kept to herself.

One night Willow woke-up to a slight noise in her room, she came fully awake to find one of the guards standing over her bed. "Wake Up Princess" he sneered and slowly came down upon her. Willow jumped up from her bed and yelped in surprise when he lunged for her. She fell back against the wall and pushed herself as far as she could against it. She couldn't think of what to do.. it was obvious he meant to hurt her. She couldn't run and she certainly couldn't fight him. She whimpered softly when he came to her yanking her up by her arm and pressing her against the wall. He bared her neck and slowly bent down to bite it. Willow pushed on his chest but her barley budged. She closed her eyes and waited for him to bite. But the bite never came, suddenly he was gone and Spike was standing in front of her. She wanted to scream, cry, and laugh all at the same moment. Instead she just fainted. 

*Oh Hell* Spike thought when she fell the floor at his feet. He Picked her up and laid her on the bed slowly moving her hair out of her face. *Hmm she is a beauty.. I should turn her soon. she's getting to used to this place and the other Vampires are getting sick of having her around..*

Willow moved a little and groaned trying to wake up. She felt someone touching her and jumped back then realized it was Spike. "What happened? The last thing I remember.. and then I guess I fainted' she blushed slightly and then went to stand up. "Sorry to trouble you. I guess I should be more careful or.. I dunno.." She stood up facing him. "No trouble, luv, maybe you should start locking your door more though.. some of the slaves here are just not as responsive as I would prefer."

"Yes well.. I think I will start locking my door. I was stupid I shouldn't have left it open." Spike smiled at that "I don't think your stupid, maybe you should be just a little more cautious though." Willow looked up and gave him a little grin "Well.. erm.. I think I'll let you get back to sleep now.. " "all right then.. Ill see you tomorrow?" Willow hoped she would.. she only really felt safe when Spike was around. "Yes of course." * I think tomorrow night I'll Change her.. Should be interesting..* Spike left her and walked down to his library.

The Next Night Willow was sitting in one of her favorite sitting rooms reading one of the many hundreds of books from the library. She was exceptionally happy that one of her Nurse's had forced her to learn how to read when she was little, it was one of the things that helped her to forget what was happening around her. She could get lost in the great books for hours at a time, reading philosophy, mythology, and even some love stories she had found.

She sighed and closed the book, her eyes were starting to hurt and the sun was setting. She really should go get ready for the evening meal she was looking forward to it immensely she had been so lonely all day. She never could seem to find Spike in the day but he always materialized at night.. it was odd but she just disregarded it and got up to go pick out a dress.

Spike sat silently in his room, thinking about changing her. How sweet her blood would taste, how evil she would become. How she would be his for all eternity. He would do it soon, tonight. He got up and picked out his best clothes. Then walked to the dinning room. Willow sat there looking so innocent and so.. his. 

The Dinner went pleasantly enough, they talked of books they had read and books they would like to read. Soon Willow was sitting in the library next to Spike reading him parts of Homers the Odyssey. "...How should I, then, forget godlike Odysseus, who is beyond all mortals in wisdom, and beyond all has paid sacrifice to the immortal gods, who hold broad heaven?.." She read the words eloquently.

Spike watched her read, watched her lips move, and her chest rise and fall with every breath. "... that he may come home; and Poseidon will let go his anger, for he will in no wise be able, against all the immortal gods and in their despite, to contend alone." Willow shut the book and looked at him looking at her. "I think its time, lady." Spike said softly. "Time?" She asked looking at him with confusion clear in her eyes. "Time that I make you like me.."

Spike watched Willows reaction closely. She was mostly just confused, but he also saw her just looking at him in awe. "Like you? I'm sorry but I think your going to have to explain that better... I don't know what you mean.." Spike smiled at that she was to smart for him. "Don't worry, luv, it wont hurt you.. Well much"

"If its what you want, my lord." Willow said lowering her head slightly Spike smiled. She was so giving... he was just going to give herself to him, for that he was grateful. He didn't want to have to take her innocence... no, he wanted her to give it to him on her own choice. "Come here then." Willow slowly got up and walked over to him.

Spike stood and pulled her long hair back from her neck. "Now close your eyes." He said in a low calm voice, Willow closed her eyes and then felt a slight pain in her neck. She started to weaken and then she felt herself fall to the floor. Then there was something at her mouth.. she let the metallic substance come into her before she fell into darkness. Spike watched his Beauty sleep. She looked so peaceful.. only he knew it was a unnatural sleep.

"We're going to have such a fun eternity" Spike whispered while he slowly stroked her hair.

- The End -