Where does Spike's allegiance lie? Find out in Demon.
T ran back into the McDonald's.
"You're late," said Tony. "Did you get the demon?"
"I wish," said T. "I'm gonna go back out into the forest and set up my stuff."
"Don't make too big of a mess this time, all right?" asked Tony.
"You got it," said T, although Tony could tell he had his fingers crossed.
Spike stood in front of the house. Pah. That coven was still making up spells.
Spike took a step towards the door. Then everything went dark.
He woke up in the middle of a red circle.
"What do you want?" he asked T, realizing where he was.
"Well, it's my duty to send demons back to hell," said T. "And that's what I intend on doing. Currunt quis..."
Spike stumbled. T was using an exorcism spell.
"You can't stop me!" he complained. "You're only a teen!"
"I'm also a hunter," T mused. "Bet you didn't see that coming. Nihil est..."
Suddenly, Spike realized something. "I know why I'm here," he grunted. Black smoke had begun to pour out of his mouth. "I'm a warning."
"A warning?" T asked, pausing, but quickly restarting. "Vinco numquam..."
"I'm all part of a bigger plan," said Spike. "And you can't stop it."
"Try me," said T. "Fini!"
Spike gagged, and the last of the black smoke left him.
There was a pause, and Spike's vessel began to cough.
"You all right?" asked T, helping him up.
"Yeah, I guess," said the vessel. He paused. "There's something in my pocket," he commented, reaching in. He pulled out a postcard.
T read it. "Greetings from Doranor."
"Huh," he muttered, taking out his phone and doing a google search for the word "Doranor."
"What does T stand for, anyway?" asked Spike's vessel.
T moved the phone away from his mouth. "TenCents," he mused.