The quiet shatter of glass echoed throughout Spikes's small studio apartment.
"Who the fuck does she think she is?" Spikes growled, absentmindedly burying tiny shards of glass further into her palm as she clenched her fists around what remained of the broken glass in her hand.
"Stupid cat." Spikes muttered to herself as she made her way across the room and rinsed her hands in the grimy kitchen sink.
She flinched as she struggled to remove the smaller glass fragments from her hand, glancing at her hand cautiously for a moment before carelessly shoving it into her pocket.
Such a small injury would heal quickly enough that it was not worth bandaging.
"I don't even know why I'm so angry." Her voice was bitter as she threw herself onto her poor excuse for a bed.
She stared up at the ceiling, before rolling over to look back at the floor, tracing circles on the floor with her finger.
"Maybe I should talk to someone about this." She glared at her cheap cell phone Xander had purchased for her.
Not that the phone did her any good since he rarely answered her calls.
Blade had been gone for three months and Xander was as distant as ever, only allowing loneliness to further consume Spikes.
She growled, throwing her pillow across the room. She bolted upright at the sound of something shattering once again.
She ran to the makeshift desk on the other side of her apartment, lifting the two frames that had fallen to the ground.
She stared at the images for a moment before she gave in to her tears.
One was a picture of herself and Blade on her first day of high school, but the other she cradled in her arms as she bit down on her cheek from the failed effort it took to keep herself from crying.
"Takado... what am I doing?" She sobbed as she held the picture of her long dead brother against her chest. "What's happening to me? I'm so angry and bitter... and lonely."
She cried quietly and alone in her apartment before wiping her tears and placing the image back where it belonged.
"She smells like a cat. That means she like us, and if she's like us she can't be trusted, Right?"
"I have to get rid of her." Spikes growled with growing intensity. "I need to destory her before she can try to do the same to me."
Spikes grabbed her phone from her nightstand and dialed Xander's number, hoping that for once that he would answer his phone.
“Hello?” answered his voice on the receiver.
“Xander, about that cat. I have to take care of it." Her voice was shakey but stern as she spoke.
“Heh, that's my girl, talk to me babe, you know I’ll do whatever you need.”
...
Spikes sat anxiously with Xander, Talon and Fang waiting to see if the cat would actually try to show up again as Spikes thought she might.
"If she has enough balls to come back today remember that she is mine and mine alone." Spikes growled at the boys. "I'll put that pampered priss in her place."
Spikes scanned the area carefully. She typically did not tolerate anyone like herself. Xander was the exception, and even he was barely trustworthy.
She smirked as her eyes met with the cat's sapphire gaze.
"You actually decided to come back? And after how kind I was to let you off last time?" Spikes commented as she approached Kitty.
"You're even stupider than you smell."
"Like you're one to talk? Every where I go in this school it wreaks of filthy mutt." Kitty hissed through the grin on her face.
"Besides, I take threats as challenges."
It amused Kitty to watch the dog get frustrated with her. It was her first time truly interacting with someone like herself outside of those she considered family.
She hadn't expected how violent and quick to anger others might be.
"I don't make threats, Cat." Spikes spat at Kitty. "I make promises."
"Whatever, Mutt. You're not even worth letting a hair get out of place." Kitty retorted, flipping her ebony hair over her shoulder.
"Wow you're even more of a spoiled little bitch than the rumors say you are."
"You're even stupider than the rumors say you are. A bitch is a female dog, not cat."
"Oh don't you think you're so fucking special cause you can nit-pick people's sentences? I bet Mommy and Daddy are so fucking proud of you. Wonder what they'd think of you if you came home all bruised up." Spikes snarled.
"At least I have a mom and dad." Kitty lied. Her voice dripped with venom, her pupils slits as she glared at Spikes.
"I heard Spikes is a little baby orphan. Never had a family and a mentor that abandoned her. Guess there's not a soul alive that wants you is there?"
Spikes flinched for a moment before regaining her stance and snarling like the wild animal she was.
She could feel her fangs grow longer and her left eye twitch in an attempt to expel the contact lens in it.
"You better shut you fucking mouth, Cat."
"Aww why? Did I say something a little too close to home?" Kitty taunted Spikes almost gleefully.
"Oh! Wait... You don't have a home."
Spikes lunged at Kitty, fueled by the rage and sorrow burning from within her.
However, she hadn't planned on the pampered cat knowing how to fight.
Spikes got more frustrated with each hit she missed, while Kitty remained calm and calculating as they fought.
Xander growled in the background, forcing himself to stand beside his human accomplices instead of stepping forward to assist Spikes in the fight she was loosing.
Kitty threw a decisive punch to Spikes's gut and quickly got behind Spikes as she hunched over and kicked her down to the ground.
Spikes quickly jumped back to her feet, ready to charge at the cat but a female voice caught the attention of both girls.
"What do you two think you're doing?" One of the teacher's yelled, her messy orange hair only coming further undone as she ran towards the two girls.
Spikes grimaced and tried to hide her face in her short hair, hoping the art teacher might not recognize her.
"Carissa, what is going on here?" She demanded, her crimson gaze focused on Spikes.
"Fuck... Hey Ms.Sinclair," Spikes attempted smile, acting as innocently as she could.
"Don't you 'hey' me. What happened?" Ms.Sinclair demanded, eyeing both girls suspiciously.
"Carissa started it." Kitty spoke Spikes's real name mockingly, sticking her tongue out at the dog.
Ms.Sinclair turned and glared at Kitty for a moment, before turning her attention back to Spikes.
"Is that true Carissa?"
"Yes." Spikes muttered under her breath. "It was her fault though! I told her to stay away, and instead she makes it a point to harass me."
"Whatever Mutt." Kitty rolled her eyes, turning to walk away.
"You stay right there Katherine. I am not done with you." Her voice was sharp, startling Kitty.
"Is what Carissa said true?"
"Technically." Kitty glared down at her feet.
"She threatened me though, so I decided to take it into my own hands before she went crazy and attacked me in class."
Ms.Sinclair rolled her eyes, studying the two girls carefully as they glared each other.
They were so young and not unlike herself at their age. Angry and different from the world with no one who understood.
A mischievous grin played across her lips as an idea struck her for the two girls.
"Both of you will be meeting me for detention after school today-"
"Both of us?" The two girls groaned in unison before turning to glare at each other again.
"Detention will be held at my house. I expect both of you to meet me in the art room promptly after the final school bell." Ms.Sinclair stated.
"Teachers can do that at public schools?" Kitty asked, shock written across her face.
Both Spikes and Ms.Sinclair turned their gazes at the cat's outburst.
"What? I've never been to a public school before." Kitty responded, defensively glaring at Spikes.
"Damn rich kids." Spikes muttered before sulking away.
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