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Post by spuffycrusade83 on May 24, 2008 17:06:06 GMT -5
She stirred awake inside the coffin. Everything came rushing back.
Tossing and turning, she grasped the lid and tried to fight her way out. Her black dress is covered with the left over soil from the opened cracks. Some got into her eyes making them sting with tears. Some found their way into her nose, making her cough. Some got into her mouth, making her gag. Some dripped down her hair like a dirt waterfall. Worms crawled up her arms and legs, an inhuman scream came out of her mouth. Fresh grass burned her senses along with sensitive hearing of tiny crickets that chirped in the night. Everything's so loud and bright around her. Big pounding tickled her ear drums. Ththump ththump and on it went..................
Now, she's wide awake!
"Damn, can't they just get over themselves!?!"
The earth remained silent, never responding to her calls. Her quiet pleading for something to end.
Her miserable unhandy unlife!
"Oh hell, this is useless Buffy. Use your knowledge and get yourself to safety!"
Once again, she grabbed the edges of her deathbed, and arched her back. Pushing, she punched it open with newfound strength. Strength she didn't even know she had.
"God, I am sooooo going to kill the thing that had done this!"
A wave of panic coursed through her. "Do I have a soul?" "What if I'm evil!?!"
Then she heard it. Her soul speaking reassurance to her. She chuckled humorlessly. "Sure, the idiots left without even a care in the world!" "Oh who cares, just get the hell out of here!"
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on May 24, 2008 17:22:34 GMT -5
"Man", she sighed, "this is turning out to be a BAD night."
No vampires, not a single one! She was used to them hounding her during patrols. Tonight is different. Someone wants to play dirty.
"Evil stupid vampires. Thinking they can turn a slayer and then, BAM, leave!?!" "Just hope my sire is a stupid idiot so I can stake him quick!" One thing she didn't count on was having her demon senses intact. Best warning bell to ward off any threat.
She heard approaching footsteps pedalling through the grass. She shrunk back into the shadows, using the night to cloak herself. "Bloody hell, do you think this is funny!?!"
Dawn: Look, I know it's not but don't play parent o.k.............?
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on May 24, 2008 19:36:56 GMT -5
Buffy thought about the things to do when she gets home.
Reconcile with Spike- A definate check! Talk to Dawn- Check! Tell friends about her relationship problems- Check! Make sure the council pays her for slaying- Oh YES! Tell off social services- Definately!
In the end, she just wants to forget about tonight. Feel like the slayer again, get back to her normal routines.
She looked down sadly at her black dress. The same one she wore the third time she died. (If I remember correctly, Buffy died three times. The master, during nightmares, and glory.)
She frowned, what is it with her and black? Does it drawl her to the night? Does it make her feel any better? Hmm, these were good questions.
She's so lost in her thoughts that she didn't notice the vamp behind her. "Your coordinates are wrong tonight............."
Buffy finally turned around at the familiar British tone. "Spike............ not now please." Her sigh wasn't directed at him this time. It was because of that stupid vampire, catching her off guard and not giving her enough time to regather her thoughts. Psssh, not to mention tossing her into that smelly coffin. If slayers have a death wish, why throw her into a piece of plastic?
Spike: Aww, come on luv, move it and let's go home.
By the way, did she mention the fact that Spike is now living in her house? No..............!
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on May 24, 2008 19:46:04 GMT -5
Buffy pointed to her forehead and shook it. "Sorry, I wasn't paying attention. What did you say...................?"
Spike: I. said. Are you o.k.? You seem a bit elsewhere all night?
Buffy wanted to put this all in the past, she didn't want to tell him. Just YET.
Buffy: No, no, no. I'm fine. (Pause) REALLY.................
Spike frowns, "I don't believe you."
BELIEVE ME, she rolls her eyes! "I'm fine............."
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on May 24, 2008 20:20:03 GMT -5
Her monster roared to be freed. To fight off this power. To survive.
The invisible barrier knocked her back as she reached out with her primal instincts. Thoughts perished as she growled out her hunger. She hadn't had blood in a long while..............
Drusilla shook her head, her lips perfectly glossed over with crimson and stained by their foul odor of deaths................ How many had died by her hands tonight? Too many.
Suddenly, her stomach rumbled and she felt her head spin. "The stars are right. She's back but she's not happy....................."
"You should make her happy", said the porcelain doll she was talking to. She gave it a pat on the head, "How my sweets.................?" "Tell mummy and she will make her wish come true."
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on May 25, 2008 5:24:53 GMT -5
Buffy was terse as she was slammed full force into a gravestone. She spun around and kicked her foot into the Gal'kak demon. Grabbing his head before he can even move, she twisted. Satisfied with the crunching of his bones, she gestured for Spike to finish up the vampires.
He came to her side.
Buffy: How many.................?
Spike: Not counting the escapee, I say about about a bloody 20!
They both thought at the same time, 'Why would they send a Gal'kak demon along with 20 minions?' It doesn't make sense.
Spike: Something's not adding up pet...............
Buffy sighed, "Let's just get back to the house. I have a BAD feeling about this................."
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