Two months later

San Francisco City Hall was full of shadows, even at night. For the last three weeks number of humans actually working in the building had dropped significantly. Now vampires ruled City Hall, and as a result, they ruled San Francisco. A handful of humans remained in the building, some to run the building during the day, to keep up appearances, others were there merely as slaves to the vampires.

In charge of the City Hall was one Riley Finn. In life, he had liked to be in charge, which would explain the destruction of his relationship with the Slayer. But in death, he loved being in charge, and he let everyone know it, vampire and human alike. Only one vampire could control him, and Riley accepted that, knowing it was a part of the Vampire lore.

The door opened, without an invitation, which could only mean one person was coming into Riley's office.

"So how far are we now, kid?" Spike perched himself on Riley's desk, lighting a cigarette. Xander followed behind Spike, standing beside the elder vampire, eyes fixed on the floor. Spike was wearing his trademark leather jacket, with black jeans. Xander was wearing the clothes Spike had given him, which consisted of a white t-shirt, which was torn in three lines down the front, as if a lion had slashed at him, the same with the white shorts.

"Our spies in Sunnydale confirm that Faith is still alive, but she's not in a good way. Angelus and Lindsey have taken Sunnydale. They appear to have the same arrangement as we do. They keep some humans in the town, running their businesses, and they do whatever they want with the rest. Everything appears normal to the human world."

Spike nodded to himself, his thoughts flowing through his head. "What about the Watcher's? They must've figured out that Sunnydale's been taken over."

Riley nodded. "They're planning a full scale attack. They're being lead by Rupert Giles and Willow Rosenburg. Good news is that they either don't know about us, or they want to take care of the Hellmouth first. Either way, we have time to prepare ourselves."

"So the Watcher's Council could take care of Angelus and Lindsey for us. By the time they've finished in Sunnydale, it'll be too late." Spike grinned, thinking of the power they'd all receive once his plan was fully achieved. America would never be the same again. Spike's attention moved to Xander, as Riley left the office to go about his business.

"How's Graham doing then, pet?" Spike leered. Xander twitched at the mention of Graham.

"I don't think he can take it anymore, Sir." Graham had yet to be turned into a vampire, so, of course, the human wasn't doing too well. Numerous rapes and beatings had made the ex-marine crawl into himself. The only person Graham felt close to was Xander, the only person who made love to him, instead of fucking him. Graham had confided in Xander, his feelings, how'd he rather die than live the rest of his life like this. Xander had been in tears when Graham had asked Xander to ask Spike if he could be turned.

**flashback**

Graham had his own room in the mansion, right next to Spike and Xander's room. He knew Riley had his room, but had no idea where it was. Spike and Riley were the only vampires who lived in the manision, with other minions to wait on them hand and foot. Riley was the vampire that filled him with the most fear. His ex-friend took the most pleasure in fucking him, leaving him on his hands and knees, with cum tricking down his legs.

Half an hour after Graham was fucked, as many times as he could, Xander would come into his room, and do his best to clean him up.

"Was it bad?" Xander asked, as he ran a wet cloth over the ex-marine's thighs.

Graham nodded. "Why.why do you.go back to him?" A month ago, Graham would never have asked such a question, but now he could trust Xander.

"I have to. And, I, uh, want to, I guess. Anything's better than what I had." Xander focused on the task at hand, than the memories of his family, Sunnydale, and Angelus and Lindsey that flooded his mind.

"I can understand that. My father used to.and everyone's heard the stories about the marines." Graham stood, wincing at the pain in his ass, but decided to ignore it. "Xander, I have something to ask you. Something important."

Xander followed Graham to the other side of the room, away from the door, and possible eave-droppers. "Sure, you can tell me anything."

"This.this life.I know you had something to do with bringing me here.Riley told me.but I don't care.just.can you get Spike to bite me?" Graham blurted out the last sentence, fresh tears flowing down his cheeks.

Xander started to cry too, well aware he had become very emotional since the beginning of his life with Spike. "You'll be dead, you know that, right? Your soul will be gone. You'll just be a demon."

"I know that, but I was thinking, there has to be something Spike can do. All my time with the Initiative, and I met a few vampires that were more human than demon. It has to have something to do with the turning process. Maybe you could persuade him that I'd be better like that, than a normal vampire."

"I could try, but I'll have to use some.sadistic reasoning to convince Spike."

**end flashback**

"There's a way to do that, but why would I want that?" Spike asked, still perched on Riley's desk, taking a drag from his cigarette.

Xander pouted, giving Spike his puppy dog eyes. "You said I could do anything I wanted with him, Sir." Xander walked over to Spike, and stroked his arms through his leather jacket.

"I did, but humour me. Why do you want him like that?" Spike pressed his semi-hard cock into Xander's thigh.

"It'll be easier for me to control him. And I figured if he was more human, he might suffer more. I thought you might like that." Xander grinned, cupping Spike's erection through the leather trousers.

"You know me so well, pet." Spike laughed, placing his hands on Xander's shoulders, pushing him onto his knees. "I'll do it, if its what you want, pet."

***

"He agreed to it." Xander walked into Graham's room, knowing he was safe as Spike was still working with Riley. "He'll do it when he gets back."

Graham swallowed, fear overwhelming him. "Listen, Xander. Thanks for everything. You helped me when you didn't have to. I appreciate it."

Xander smiled. "It was nothing. But just so you know, this doesn't change anything. You'll be evil, no matter how human you feel." Xander moved closer to Graham, pressing his body against the older man's. "You'll be mine. I can do anything with you, and you'll beg me too. At least, that's what Spike wanted me to tell you."

"I.I don't understand."

"Spike wants me to be this sadistic little boy, and, hell, I guess I am since I stay with him, but having that kind of control over you? Not interested. Don't get me wrong, I expect respect from you, but I *won't* rape or abuse you. And I'll see what I can do about getting Riley to stay away from you."

Graham watched Xander as he said this, and the boy's eyes told him Xander was telling the truth. Deciding words couldn't fit for this occasion, Graham nodded in reply.

***

Riley stalked into his office, slamming the door behind him.

"What the fuck do you want?" Riley snarled at the vampire standing in front of his desk. When the uninvited vamp turned around, Riley recognised him as their Hollywood contact. "I'll assume you've got news."

The younger vampire nodded, never once looking Riley in the eye. "Yes Sir, I do." The vampire remained standing as Riley sat behind his desk.

"Spit it out, Marc."

"S-sorry Sir. We now have control over Paramount Studios, and we have began turning smaller name actors. We predict that in one to two months we'll have the majority of Hollywood under control, Sir." Marc rushed through his statement, as if it were rehearsed.

"You can leave now." Riley muttered, not looking up at Marc. Once Marc had left, Riley picked up the phone.

"It's Riley. We'll have Hollywood in a couple of months. But there's something else."

"Luv, if we're getting Hollywood, the other news can't be that bad." Spike replied, a chuckle in his voice.

"We've got a leak somewhere. Someone on our side is giving information to Angelus."

***

Sunnydale

"I told you Spike would fall for it. He always was a dumb shit." Angelus growled, standing over his Childe, Lindsey, who's perfect naked body was waiting to be invaded. Lindsey was on all fours on their bed, Angelus kneeling behind him, teasing his Childe's willing hole with his hard cock. "Now we're prepared for the Watcher's attack, and we have a chance at taking all of Spike's work so far."

"Please, Sire, please fuck me. I need you in me, touching me, Sire." Lindsey begged, his cock brushing against the mattress, only making it harder.

With one quick push, Angelus buried himself to the hilt inside Lindsey, just as their was a knock on their door. Angelus grunted an invitation, knowing who would be on the other side of the door. Smiling at the screams he elicited from his Childe, Angelus grinned as a brown haired man walked into the room. Angelus withdrew out of Lindsey, only to slam back home again.

"Report." Angelus grunted.

"Sir, Spike will have control of Hollywood in under two months. I've also managed to gain the trust of Graham Miller. He asked me to get him turned, but he'd rather be more human than demon." The man checks his watch. "Spike should be turning him around now."

Angelus grinned again, slamming faster into Lindsey, and screaming his completion. Pulling out of his Childe, Angelus walked over to the brown haired man, leaving Lindsey panting and hard.

"You did well, Xander."

*****
To Be Continued.