Leverage

[anviloverheaven]

Title: Leverage
Prompt: Uh…Mortifex?
Rating: M  
Setting: Season Seven. Chosen has a different ending entirely.
A/N:  My version of Mortifex is not really evil, just a little misunderstood. Also, it occurs to me at the last minute that the final section of this fic could be a little gross thought inspiring. I feel like I should state clearly that

Comments

[shapinglight]

So you've seen through my attempt to appear kindly and avuncular? All the worse for you! I, Mortifex, have spoken!

Do your worst!

(which translates as, I enjoyed this very much, looking forward to the next instalment).

[anviloverheaven]

Do your worst!

Challengle gleefully accepted!

[comlodge]

Oh poor Spike - out of the fire into Mortifex's clutches. Wonder what is in store for him and Buffy?

[anviloverheaven]

Hopefully something better than popping up in all ghostly in LA :)

[rebcake]

Heh. There's a slight Norman Bates quality to this Mortiflex...but with more self-knowledge.

Very cool. I'm hoping for the best possible outcome, here. Maybe the Slayers would be willing to deed the Hellmouth to a new caretaker, a sort of privatization deal?

[anviloverheaven]

Maybe the Slayers would be willing to deed the Hellmouth to a new caretaker, a sort of privatization deal?

That would be nice, but I have the strangest feeling that the Hellmouth's not going to be enough for Morty :)

[hello_spikey]

Interesting! Looking forward to more!

[anviloverheaven]

Thank you :)

[quinara]

I'm not sure what my Mortifex makes of your Mortifex! Curious about this wife concept, I suspect, impressed by using Spike's vampirism against him, intrigued by what the plan is! And naturally this would be by some cackling and spellcasting. (Excellent, that my powers can come to this! The plans I shall create...)

And I'm pretty much accord with that. And looking forward to more! :D

[anviloverheaven]

My Mortifex urges your Mortifex to be patient. All will be revealed. In the meantime though, there's an open invitation for brunch :)