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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jun 29, 2007 17:10:26 GMT -5
Was that something akin to a soul? She stepped out of his embrace and roughly smacked his left cheek.
Buffy: A soul Angelus!?!
He said nothing and hung his head in shame.
Buffy: What have I taught you about those gypsies? Haven’t I warned thee of the curses…………?
She used to love to rough handle him, but it wasn’t just about that this time. This time her bad boy Liam had crossed the line and she would teach him a lesson. Like all sires teach their disobedient childers………..
Buffy: You are a fool Angelus. I should have never turned you. You are a FOOL!!!!!!!!!!!
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jun 29, 2007 17:13:45 GMT -5
The master had been sulking. Angelus was becoming a bad influence on his Buffy with his constant reckless behavior and nonsense. He is the master and should not be reduced to anything lower. And his childe is becoming a bore, showing signs of rebelling.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jun 29, 2007 17:15:34 GMT -5
This was all because of Angelus he decided. He had turned his favorite childe against him, making her harder to control.
Master: Do I have to keep you on a leash Elizabeth..............?
She hated whenever he would get harsh with her. The punishments had been almost lethal.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jun 29, 2007 17:16:49 GMT -5
Master: Childe, this is for your own good. When are you going to realize that "Angelus" is nothing but a sewage rat?
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jun 29, 2007 17:17:29 GMT -5
Master: Tell me, why have you brought him to us?
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jun 29, 2007 17:20:16 GMT -5
That had put a damper on her previous mood. She wanted a night alone with her mate, not here being chewed out by her own sire. Something humiliating might I add and it was all on her behalf.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jun 29, 2007 17:22:45 GMT -5
She was basking in the glow of the night’s hunt. As a predator, that’s what she was. Was made for……………..
Luckily for her, the next prey had been easy. All she had to do was wait. And she’d get what she’d wanted…………..
What she didn’t know was that he would be joining her soon. For the next 200 years, they’d be on a mad rampage. Causing havoc everywhere they went.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jun 29, 2007 17:23:54 GMT -5
Buffy marveled at the sight of this man. He had stumbled out of a tavern, clearly drunk. “Perfect” she thought and indeed he was. He was the embodiment of pure perfection and she’d be stupid to not turn him. What a wasted opportunity that would be thought the seductress.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jun 29, 2007 17:25:37 GMT -5
Yeah even in her afterlife, she was a whore. A talent she constructed so well.
Waiting as the man came to her, she had allowed her human mask to melt into place.
Something that she wanted to cast into hell. Being a vampire had taught her everything. Had made things that didn’t make sense MAKE sense. That’s what attracted her to the master in the first place. He had sat by her bedside and became her benefactor. All of the sudden she no longer ached or cared. Never had in life, never had in death……………
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jun 29, 2007 17:27:55 GMT -5
Her body hadn’t adjusted to the light and she was in a dim room. Sheltered from the sun’s dangerous rays. She was searching for something. Something that had brought her over. Had been craving for. She was a demon; she knew that as a fact. But where was her sire?
A minion reported that he went out for a hunt. And it was his first gift to her. As she was still weak and new to her turning.
Everything around her was spinning. Including her new demon which had just woken and it demanded to be fed.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jun 29, 2007 17:29:20 GMT -5
Unhinged, she demanded to be released. She growled out her sire's name and begged for more.
Buffy: Sire, please. I I need it. I I NEED YOU NOW!!!!!!!!!!!
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jun 29, 2007 17:32:15 GMT -5
Her walls shattered as an earth splitting roar filled up their space. She roared out her own in response and together they had attacked each other's mark. A sacred place between sire and childe.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jun 29, 2007 17:33:49 GMT -5
Bright colors and the scents of fresh damp earth had penetrated her nostrils. But that was nothing compared to the aroma of old dried up blood. She was well aware of the immense hunger and was clawing at the sheets, trying to tamper down her own thirst for violence and extreme pain.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jun 29, 2007 17:35:02 GMT -5
Snapping back to reality, she had looked at him. Tracing every detail with her large green eyes. He was her enigma. It was like a drug addiction and she couldn’t get enough of it. The master said that she would grow tired of him and come crawling back to him. Oh how wrong he could have been snorted Buffy. She would never get bored with her newest toy. She would teach him everything that she knew and explore immortality with the newest member.
The master had also warned her of the gypsy spells, resurrecting slayers, and of course demon hunters. She didn’t care as long as she had her latest paramour.
Someone to spend an eternity with. A mate. A childe…………….
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jun 29, 2007 17:37:13 GMT -5
She was a smooth talker. Always had been the finest one in her clan. That’s why the master had so willingly chosen her as his second-in-command. Besides being the head of the order, she was next in line to lead. That was what the fuss was about.
She was also headstrong and smart. Could take care of herself unlike the mindless minions.
Where are you from he had asked.
Nowhere.
Sounds exciting.
Not nearly as much as the next apocalypse.
Huh?
Boy, you’ve got much to learn………….
Oh. So, where’s your family?
Dead.
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