Welcome everyone to The Mini Slayer! This is my first fanfic ever, and it's been on my mind for quite some time now, I hope you like it! Reviews, follows and favs are immensely welcome, it makes me improve and get motivation to continue writing.
About this story, there are things I needed to change to make it work with what I have in mind.

-First, on the show, Angel leaves at the end of season 3, right after the graduation, and Riley leaves in the middle of season 5, episode "Into the Woods". That's a year and a half. Well, in this fic, a bit over three years have passed, instead of one and a half. Just think of it as a big gap somewhere in the middle where nothing really crucial happened.
-Second, Spike never started to fall in love with Buffy. They are not friends, they are most likely to start bickering every time they are in the same room, but no love there, just an alliance.

I can only think of those two right now, but I'll add something else if I remember anything.
FYI, this fic will start right after "Into the Woods" and before "Triangle". I won't cover all episodes, but if you have requests for me to cover specific ones, I'll take them into account.

Well, that's it, I think.

Lee out.

It was too late in the streets of Sunnydale to be safe; everyone should know that by then. He often wondered how there were not more deaths, seeing how foolish the locals were. Of course, he used to be the one to kill them, not so long ago -in vampire standards at least- but, hell, right in that moment, it gave him the chance to let some steam off. Always look for the silver lining.

He grabbed the girl that had been about to be turned into a meal for five vampires in the alleyway, pushed her away from the group, and wiggled his shoulders, getting ready for the fight.

"I suggest you run, pet." Spike briefly looked over his shoulder at the trembling thirty-something woman, but she seemed to be frozen.

Great.

The vampires lunged at him, forcing him to dodge and try to strike a few times. Fortunately, they were inexperienced vamps, probably the reason why there were five of them for one petty human. Noobs.

Still, fighting all five of them at the same time was complicated at best. Where was the Slayer when he needed one? Well, not needed, but she could be helpful. After all, that was her job.

His pleas seemed to be answered when two of the vamps left him to fight someone else, judging by the sound of fist and feet crushing against muscle and bone. He managed to get his stake out and dust one of the noobs still hell bent on beating him, earning him a break and watching over his shoulder to the Slay...

What the hell? That was not the annoying tiny blonde Slayer that punched him as a hobby. This one was brunette. Wait, there was another Slayer, he knew that much, a brunette one, but... wasn't she in jail? With the girl's back facing him, he couldn't be sure of who she was, but she moved like a pro. Yet, he could see her hits where more strategic than strong, getting her opponents out of balance so she could dust them with the stake she took out of the waistband of her jeans.

He was brought out of his assessment by one of "his" vamps lunging at him again. He easily sidestepped, kneed him in the gut and then in the face, taking advantage of the idiot clutching his head to stake him.

The last one seemed to be the leader of the little band, judging from his bigger size and better fighting style. He was stronger than the rest, landing a strong punch to Spike's jaw, which made him put on his game face, snarling at the giant. He dodged the next punch aimed at him and kicked the vamp, sending him stumbling backwards. Spike stalked forwards, wanting to finish the bloody bastard already.

One way or another, he wasn't sure how, the hulk sized vamp managed to kick him in the gut and send him flying to the trash cans and wall, his head hitting the bricks with a bone crushing sound and acute pain.

He couldn't see anything but black spots for a couple seconds, and when he recovered enough to see a blurred image, he found the mute vamp in front of him, ready to take the final blow.

Ow, bloody hell, was he really gonna go out like that? A noob vamp in an alley? No huge threat, no boss demon, no slayer. A noob. Well, shit.

Suddenly, the vamp exploded into a cloud of dust, raining down on him, and he could see a silhouette where the giant had been, holding a stake high, still on a fighting stance.

And there was silence. No signs of a battle but the dust that covered the ground, no sounds but the ragged breathing of the girl in front of him.

He could see her face now, his sight clearing up, and he knew it was not the brunette slayer. Her hair was dark, long and wavy, falling down messily over a red, white and black CCR merchandise crop top. His eyes fell to the dark high-waisted jean shorts, following the endless legs until they reached a pair of military style boots, black. Her face was clean, no makeup, just a pair of light grey eyes and slightly red skin due to the fight. He could make out a few freckles on the bridge of her small nose, but they were almost unnoticeable due to the flush.

The girl took a couple steps forwards, getting her stake back in her waistband and held a hand out for him.

"You okay?" Her words came out a bit raspy, still trying to control her breath, while she regarded the man on the floor.

Spike raised an eyebrow. She must have seen his game face, now gone, and she obviously knew about vamps, who else would have a stake on their pants? So, why was she helping him? Was it a trick? Was she waiting for him to stand up to end him?

Wary of her intentions, the neutered vampire accepted her hand and when she pulled him up, he noticed that he was only a few inches taller than her. He immediately stepped back, intently watching her.

When she noticed he wasn't going to answer, she looked around the alley. The other woman had run away at some point during the fight, and they were all alone.

She sighed, glanced back at him for a second and smiled tightly, a tiny curve on her lips.

"Take care of that head. Bye." She waved her hand lightly and walked towards one end of the alley, where he could see a suitcase and a huge duffel bug on the floor. New in town, then?

She took both bags and walked out of the alley, looking back at him once before disappearing on the corner.

Who the hell was she? Should he tell the Scoobies?

Nah, if she stayed, they would probably find out at some point.