Dark Angel

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A hand grasped at the loose soil, feeling itself being pulled up by another hand.

Thank god, I thought I was gonna die!

You are dead luv a new voice whispered quietly.

What, when she looked up at the person, he had quickly gave her his hand. Pulling her to her feet.

Thanks, but would you mind telling me what you meant by dead?

Girl, just look at yourself!

She scrambled around trying to look for a mirror, but when she failed to find one, she looked up at the stranger helplessly. He indicated that she didn’t need a mirror and suggested that she touched her skin. Confused, a hand reached up to run along the ridges and bumpies. The girl then quickly ran a tongue along sharp edgy fangs and dropped her hands in shock.

She gulped and took an involuntary step back.

You you have to get away from me. She felt herself growl through her fangs and waved her hands forward.

Pplease, her eyes widened and bulged to the back of her head.

A lighthearted chuckle escaped his plush pink lips and her eyes widened even more.

Ducks, you’re not the only vamp around these cemeteries.

What what do you mean?

Come here pet, he motioned her forward and placed her hand on his chest. When she felt no heartbeat, she jumped back startled.

Mm had more skills than any of you lot. 200 years of practice yeah?

You’re really 200 years old?

Not the only one kitten. And that’s why I’m here. I’ve come to look for my sire Angelus. Know anyone by that name?

Angel? Why? She asked suspiciously.

Me and him go way back ducks. Thinks I’m pain in the arse. Can shove it for all I care………
Did he turn you?

Nope, bleeding Drusilla did. That crazy bitch…………

So let me get this straight. You’re Angel’s grandechilde.

The one and only……………

Episode Summary-
Set in season 1. Takes place in the episode, Nightmares.

Plot Change-
Buffy remains a vampire.

Disclaimers-
I don’t own BTVS or its characters.

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Hey, guys. Sorry I’ve been MIA. Kinda got into something. Something that involves me being dead she mumbled in a rush.

She squeaked when a cross was shoved into her face.
Uh, you can put that thing away. Thank you……………

Giles: Willow, Xander get behind me. NOW!!!!!!!!!!

Buffy: Giles, I’m not dangerous. You can drop the fighting stance.

The trio looked from one vampire to the other, obviously confused.

Come on, I’ll be with the explainies…………

Ten minutes later and the watcher reluctantly put away his weapons.

One day later, the blood lust had nearly killed her.

This wasn’t the way she wanted to finish off her life. But every slayer had a death wish and yay for her………..

Getting up from the big mattress she kicked at a counter top, knocking over its contents.

Hey Buffy luv. Could you not do that?

This had gotten her attention. He had snapped at her.

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She felt the strong urge to destroy something. Preferring that something to be alive and warm blooded.
Shaking out of her thoughts, she hadn’t noticed the ridges now adoring her features or the flashing yellow eyes luminous to the glowing effects of the room.

It had been 1 month. 1 month since her magical turning. She thought she could be tamed, but the demon was slowly learning new tricks as time ticked.
Letting loose a snarl, she ripped into a bag of packaged pig’s blood, closing her eyes, and savoring the liquidy contents.
She thought of her human friends. She had a sudden urge to tear out their putrid arteries, freeing the coppery juice inside. A predatory growl caught in her throat as she thought about their bodies hitting the ground while she stomps over it.
Oh god what’s happening to me?

Blood lust pet. You could control your demon for a while, but tampering the rage for blood is something that even the strongest master would protest to.
You mean to tell me that I can’t even have full control over my own body?

Half control pet. You share it with the demon, remember gorgeous?

Yeah and I don’t like housing my soul with a monster!

She had grabbed her jacket off of the rack and took purposeful strides out the door. With Spike yelling from behind her.

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Trying to quench down her thirst for violence, she had ended up on her mother’s doorstep. Panting, she realized what she was bout to do. What needed to be done in order for survival.
Strangely, her soul didn’t feel the need to argue.
Ringing the doorbell and waiting patiently, she thought about all the times she had to listen to mommy’s lectures. Wow, major surprise there!
A sixteen year old girl still having a curfew. God, it was irritating and just a big smack in the face.

The door creaked and the face of evil pulled her inside harshly.
Joyce: BUFFY SUMMERS!!!!!!!!!
Buffy winced each time her mother used this tone with her.
Oh, but not this time…………..

She smirked and a hand landed on her left cheek. Ouch, it had stung!
Joyce: Do you know how late it is young lady!?!!!!!!!!!!!!
She had wanted to shut out her frilly voice, but Joyce’s whining was too much………..


Sorry mom she tried to say, but her insides were crawling with worms just thinking of the fake apology.
What she really meant to say was how much I hate you “MOM” and say hello to the devil for me.

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Her eyes grew cold as Joyce continued her little speech about staying up late. The two had been arguing back and forth.
Buffy: Mom, you don’t know anything about my damn life so don’t presume you can just yell at me whenever you want, wherever you want.
Joyce: Well if I wouldn’t have been kept in the dark for so long…………
That’s it Buffy snapped as she hauled her mother up in a vice like grip.

Joyce eyes bulged as her own flesh began to choke the life out of her. She coughed and looked down at Buffy’s contorted figure and screamed……………..

And this is where it got me mom. Face the facts; I was the slayer running from her tineous job every single night for the past oh I don’t know. Since we’ve move to Sunnydale to study demonology!
She wanted to knock this bitch back to reality. That her daughter wasn’t normal and would never have what other girls have. A place of decency. She wasn’t your average rah rah, pom throwing cheerleader. She was your typical trouble making goth working virgin that got her virginity beat right outta her. Wild no, fantabulous hell YEAH!

I’m gonna tell you one thing “MOM.” I don’t take orders from anyone. Now don’t get me wrong, I didn’t say there weren’t going to be rules. But, I’m not going to be the laughing stock this time. You are and you’re about to get a preview of my fangs in your throat.

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She sat her mom back down before scraping the side of her neck, enough to draw blood.
Buffy: Just look at you Joyce. Cold, bitter, ALONE………..
She clicked her tongue to add emphasis and kept her eyes trained on Joyce’s. The ladder was shaking and this only furthered the demon’s amusement.

Finally having enough of the game, she buried herself entirely in, taking a last gulp of the crimson elixir that had tasted like honey to her.

She had no doubt spent her afternoon reaping the benefits of family blood. In fancy style…………

If he could, he would have laughed. The slayer had actually killed her bleeding mother? Oh boy………

Spike: You better hide from the watcher luv. You know he’s not going to be too thrilled, learning of your latest hunt………….

Buffy: Oh really? Well then we’ll just have to take care of him too.

Spike: Don’t get your knickers on too tight. I didn’t say I would help.

Within five seconds she had him pinned to the wall, hands clenching suicidaly around his throat.

Buffy: What about now? Are you going to help me or would you rather be dust?

Spike: Fine, fine! Just let me gggooooo……………

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Nodding satisfied, she let him slide down the wall, gasping for unnecessary breath.

Spike (coughs): Bleeding hell slayer!!!!!!!!!!!!

Buffy: Yeah well, you pissed me off…………..

He held up his hands and put them over his head as if to surrender.

Spike: You’re turning into an evil little thing………….

Buffy: Why thank you Sir Charles. (Sarcastic)

Spike: So how you gonna take care of the wanker?

*Flashback*
When she woke, all she knew was hunger. And sex mixed into one.
Then she looked up at the blue eyed stranger that had pulled her out of the dreaded ground.

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She wasn’t planning to turn any one of them, fearing that they just might rebel and demand retribution for their sudden change. Buffy wasn’t a fool. Any blind vampire could see through the little witch and her love sick boyfriend. They may seem innocent and perky outside, but buried beneath lied something dark. Something sinister……….
She would enjoy killing them.

Shrill laughter filled the night’s air as blood stained her lips. She grabbed each finger, pulling them back, listening to the beautiful music of cracking bones.
Turning around she watched as her partner slammed the railroad spike back and forth. Until Giles’ head came loose and rolled to the other side of the room. Giggling, she sucked on her finger before moving to lay her head against his shoulder.
Buffy: Having fun lover?
Plenty he replied, smashing his lips against her’s.

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She arched her back and allowed him to crawl on top of her.
Spike was awed to see her exposed breast. It was plump and full, pink and hard. He dipped his head, careful not to hurt the mound, sucking slowly and then moving his tongue downward. All the way to her clit where little curls stuck next to each other.
Buffy hissed and clawed at the sheets as he slipped past her canal, wetting her in the process. She wanted him and wanted him NOW!
Ripping off his jeans he obliged her and slammed himself inside. The first thrust wasn’t as lethal as the second. The third had her bucking and writhing. And finally the fourth. The last one had freed their demons and sent them both over the edge. In perfect unison they had plunged into each other at the exact same time.

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The two had gone into hysterics and pure bliss, collapsing next to each other.
Spike: Feel up for a meal pet?
But she had already fallen asleep so he placed a kiss on the top of her head and wrapped both arms tight before succumbing to sleep as well.

The next night Buffy had dragged a whiny Spike to the bronze. She complained that there were good music and free beer. In the end he had resigned and let her haul his ass up to follow her like a wounded puppy.
Bloody hell, she’s turning me into mush he had cursed under his breathe.
But on the other hand, they had no trouble finding a good meal. Or should I say at least a whole entrée.