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// 7 - Never Drink Alone 
// Story: The Fallen Angel 
// by Dragon-In-Black 
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Spike was inside of his bedroom that had a small bar where several hundreds of different types of alcohol were. He had been drinking for some time. He knew that it wasn’t the best idea and that there were other ways to grieve one’s sorrow, but he was too tired to do the other methods. He was drinking some vodka and was walking down the memory lane of his life, from the beginning to now. The alcohol was not affecting him but if he was depressed or angry when he began, then there was another effect that was not pretty. 

He had not been depressed or angry when he began drinking, but he had not been happy either. He felt a presence in the room and believed it to be Luna so he turned around with a smile but he felt shocked and anger flares up when he saw someone else entirely. The creature in front of him had white wings that looked purer than anything he had ever seen alive. She had brown eyes and looked at him with some sense of caution. Why would she not be cautious? He was one of the angels that rebelled and showed as much arrogance, hatred, and resentment as Lucifer Morningstar. 

“Hello, brother.” She said, making Spike clench his claws in utmost anger. He did not have the time to look at this angel. Just looking at her made him feel angry. She was wearing a white robe that covered most of her private areas. Her legs showed the veins that were inside of her flesh. Spike chuckled a little bit as it made him believe that she was weak. Demons did not need such things, and yet, here she was: looking powerful and able to take him on without any sort of problem. The spear she had was as long as her body and the sharp point of it looked a little damaged as some pieces were missing. Spike would have normally helped her, but since this was his sister he was not interested. He decided to not remember her name but he knew that she would say it to make him remember in hopes of making him feel more guilty. She wore shoes that looked like they belonged to the modern human world with brown leather around her feet. She saw the expression Spike had on his face and knew that it was a terrible idea of coming, but she knew that Spike needed to know that not everyone had given up on him. 

“Spike, I am so happy to see you.” She said, making Spike scoff aggressively. He did not believe her words at all. He was tired of hearing the lies, but what choice did he have? He had to listen to them and be consumed by them and be eaten alive by it. She noticed this and looked to the floor as she felt the accusing gaze of her brother. He always had a way of making his enemies feel frightened. She was his sister and she was feeling like a child that was caught stealing candy. 

“I don’t believe that for a second. What is it that Faust wants? I have more important things to do than to be her pawn.” Spike said as if it was facts. She felt anger as she heard what he said. He had some guts to say that. He looked and sounded like he believed them as well. She did not know if she was gonna lash out in anger or whatever. She could not do so. He was drunk most likely. She then face-palmed herself as she remembered that angelic creatures can’t get drunk along with demons. 

“No, she did not send me here. I came here with my own free will.” She said, making Spike laugh a cold laugh. It sent a shiver down her spine as she heard it. No emotion. It did not sound natural and she was frightened. The way he laughed. It sounded evil. She knew he had fallen, but his laugh had changed so much. Before it had so much love and life, now, however, it sounded angry and empty, like something was missing. 

“Yeah right, like that would ever happen,” Spike said, as he looked at his sister. She looked down as she let a few tears fall from her eyes. She knew that there was no convincing him as he was like a wall that would not fall no matter how hard you tried to break it. “Say whatever it is that Faust demands of me, then leave, I have had enough of being an angel. I am nothing more but a demon now and I know that you are afraid of becoming one. Like all the other cowards.” She sucked on her breath. 

“I am telling the truth, Spike. I truly came with my own free will. I know you don’t believe me, but it's the truth. I came because I know how lonely you are. I am already breaking several rules by doing this right now. Could you not show a little bit more appreciation?” She asked as she looked at her brother that seemed surprised by the way she talked. Spike turned his whole body towards her as he had at one point turned around to drink from his vodka. He looked at her with emotionless eyes and she was getting worried. He was not acting normal. She was hoping that he would do something. Anything, even yell at her to go away. 

“You were never one to follow the rules no matter how hard Faust tried to make you follow them,” Spike said, travelling to his memories and remembering the good times. She chuckled as she remembered all of the times she had been yelled at for breaking the rules. Spike and Lucifer were the only one’s that were ever responsible in the whole family with taking care of things while she broke the many rules they had. 

“No, what was the fun in following the rules?” She asked, making Spike look at her with curious eyes. She was always rebellious, but she still fought for Faust. He wondered what was going through her head at those moments of the war going on. Two sides fighting for power and riches that are higher than anything anyone could wish for. He was amazed that she was not tempted by what Lucifer had offered. Then again, the one who usually breaks the rules has a heart of gold in reality. So perhaps she was never interested in what Lucifer offered. 

“I would have said that you would have made a great demoness, but your heart is made of gold because of how much you care,” Spike said, making her grin widely at him. The grin made him chuckle. She looked devious and a little bit devilish when she grinned. 

“I take that as a compliment.” She said, as she then took the vodka bottle from Spike and took a few large gulps of the vodka. Spike was amazed. He did not think that she would drink at all. The rebellion changed all of them for the better or worse. When it came to her, he was unsure. She did not look or seemed to have changed. She looked like she was her normal cheerful devilish self. She would have been a great ruler of Hell. He knew it. Just by looking at her, he could see how the demons would do all she asked them to do. 

Spike then looked at the stars and chuckled a little bit. He knew that Faust was listening to their conversation. No matter what dimension you are in, she was always watching. Spike knew that it did not matter if she heard or not, but it did not matter. 

“It is time to go, Spike.” She said as she stepped towards h balcony to take off towards Heaven. Spike nodded as he got his vodka bottle back. He took a large gulp. He saw her wings that were pure white. She then turned around. “Spike, would you be so kind as to show your wings for me, only one more time?” Spike contemplated if he was gonna do it or not. He knew that she was here on Faust’s orders, but he decided to surprise little ol’ Faust. Spike showed his wings that were pure black. He then spun around not noticing his sister's shocked eyes as she saw a large white spot. 

“Lovely wings.” That was all she said. She turned around and she flew away from the balcony and headed towards Heaven. Spike chuckled a little bit. 

“Goodbye Rey-Rey,” Spike muttered to himself. Neither he nor Rey-Rey had noticed that they had been watched by Luna who knew about the whole angel thing, but there was another one that had heard the conversation that should not have heard it, and that was Princess Twilight Sparkle. Her eyes were wide of what she had just heard.