| Begin SpikeLuva CAMERA shows a beautiful outdoor garden, complete with wooden benches, bright vivid flowers, awnings, and brick paths interwoven, as though it was a maze. A young boy around the age of 15, clad in brown 17th century garb, is walking slowly through the elaborate, picturesque garden. He is smiling to himself as he takes in the sunbeams showering from the perfect, cloudless blue sky and warming his pale skin. A breeze is softly tousling his wavy, light brown locks as he settles under his favorite weeping willow tree. The boy carefully pulls out a quill and parchment, and gently places them at his side. He takes a deep breath in, gathering all the flowing emotions and energies filling his soul and prepares to capture all of its radiance in words, on paper. FLASH to William from �Fool for Love� WILLIAM I prefer placing my energies into creating things of beauty. FLASH back to young boy sitting under tree WOMAN William!! WILLIAM (startled, looking up with wide scared eyes) Not now! I�ve only just begun! WOMAN William! You better not be under that blasted tree again! He�ll get angry�like he always does. William!! The boy starts to gather up his precious materials to escape and leave behind his nirvana. He can hear his mother�s light footsteps quickly approaching�and she was saying something inaudible. Then he heard. WILLIAM (stopping mid-step, a look of terror twisting his face) Father? MOTHER (panicky) He�s come home, William! He�s coming! He�ll be here any minute. He saw me run in here after you! Be quick! He�s had his fill of ale and doesn�t want to find his only male heir writing that inane poetry again! William starts to run, catching only a fleeting glance of his mother�s full skirts. He scampers out of his beloved garden and in to the surrounding woods. He�s wheezing with the combination of fear and physical exercise, but won�t give up as he hears his father�s shouts in the distance. William grimaces, as he can practically smell the stale drink on the man�s breath. With his tresses flopping in his face, hands smacking away the invasive branches in his way, William runs; runs with every particle in his body. �run� The only clear thought in the young man�s head. �run� He trips over an upturned rock and falls to his knees. The footsteps are growing ever closer, ever heavier. The boy scrambles back to his feet and takes off, yet again. �run!!� INTERIOR of spare room in Anya�s apartment. Spike awakes with a start, the sheets twisted around his bare body like a straight jacket. He clutches at his heart as he pulls air into his lungs like it�s his last breath; as though his unlife depended on it. The same look of terror that was on the young boy can be seen contorting spike�s features. In his head the same loop plays over and over, repeating itself: �William�s a bad man.� End SpikeLuva Begin CarpeDi INT: Anya�s Apartment Next Morning Scene Opens to a knock on Anya�s Front door. ANYA Coming (as knocking continues) Oh will you hold your darn horses, I said I was coming. (Opens the door to see Willow) Oh it�s you. I guess it is proper of me to say come in. WILLOW Hey there, Listen I talked to Giles last night, he said you were wanting to get the Magic Box back off the ground and... ANYA (interrupting) Well you know, I wouldn�t have to do any of this if it wasn�t for you in the first place. WILLOW Yeah, I know that that is why I am coming to offer my help. ANYA What did you suddenly come into a couple thousand dollars while you were in England trying to get the Black Magic out of you? WILLOW Well, I�m not saying that I can help with the money aspect of it but... ANYA (interrupting again) Well if you can�t help with the money then I don�t think that we have anything to talk about. WILLOW I was just trying to..... (Willow stops speechless as Spike walks out of the bathroom with nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist) SPIKE Anya, I think I used the last towel. Oh hey there Red. WILLOW Ah, ah, I... I... um okay. ANYA (looking from Willow to Spike back to Willow again and begins rambling) This isn�t what it looks like, Willow. You aren�t going to mention this to Xander are you. I mean not that it is any of his business; I mean I can do what I want. We aren�t married, you know he ruined that for us and everything but still I just don�t think he needs to know this. I was just helping Spike out; he didn�t need to be in the basement anymore and all. WILLOW No, need to explain, I think I will be leaving now, nope I don�t think I want to be the one who would mention this to Xander anyway. You too can do whatever you would like. But hey I have to say, if it wasn�t for this whole Gay now thing, I can kind of see what Buffy sees. Didn�t mean to say that, Going now. (Willow starts to back away toward the front door) Just remember, if you need any help, I can try. ANYA Willow? WILLOW Yeah? ANYA Yeah, well um thanks, I will keep it in mind. And um, thanks for not telling Xander. End CarpeDi |
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