Demon Childe

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Her inner predator burst forth and in a flash, she wrapped her hands around the man's throat.

Something inside screamed as her fangs pulled the blood from the body. The screaming gradually turned into a wail as she watched disinterested as the body dropped from her loosened finger tips. She sucked on the digit as her eyes trained on the dead man's eyes. Haunted fear caused her body to jerk in excitement and anticipation.

Her heightened senses detected someone else nearby. Someone that screamed in her blood, demanding her demon to submit.

The chosen shall no longer seek out the light
The light will forever wallow in the darkness
And the darkness will follow her for eons
Until the bringers come.

She will prosper for the time being. Killing who she once was, destroying the champion, and taking place of the master as the ruler of the hellmouth.

The lost text says:

I hereby tell you a warning-

Your champion cannot be destroyed. She will only grow stronger as you grow weaker. Her demon will shrug off the soul and the moon will wail for her until the next generation.

"She cannot be destroyed."

Buffy blinked and tossed the book over her shoulder and faked a yawn of boredom. She childishly pouted and stomped her foot. "Sire, I'm still hungry and you won't let me play."

He patted her head mockingly and gestured to the girl in his arm. "You can play with her ALLLLLLLLL you want."

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Dru suddenly pulled out of Spike's grasp and jumped up, clapping. "My little burden is here. Get your baby ready my lovely and we shall go pay respect to the newest member."

She suddenly got a distant look in her eyes, "And she shall bleed the town to her own will.............."

Spike pulled her closer and pecked her lips before pulling back to look at her, "Is there something you're not telling me Dru?"

Her hand reached into his hair, messaging the scalp. "I just want to see what all the fuss is about. Heard that this one is pretty wicked. You know how mummy likes wicked Spike.............."

She trailed off and got lost in her thoughts again. "Oi used to be that way too." (Pause) "Until the naughty men cut off my tongue and I had to get another." (Quietly) By cutting off theirs!"

As they walked side by side, Spike paused and looked down at Dru. "So that's the gist of it is it?"

Dru spun around and smacked into his chest. "Yes Spike and now, we must hurry!" "The party's about to begin................."

Spike: Man Dru, you know I don't go for the fancy stuff. Much prefer to have you all to myself and duck you into the next century!

The master's eyes gleamed as he followed his childe down the flight of stairs. She smirked when he wasn't looking. 'O.k., keep up the act Buffy and then when the time comes, STRIKE!'

In truth, her demon hated her sire and rejected him the first moment she woke on that large luxurious bed. He said he wanted to give her a proper burial as she was a proper childe. Someone to train, to teach, to mold into the perfect killing machine. A war waged inside of her. On one side, she was looking forward to what he had to offer. On the other, she hated it. She's not your average vampire. She doesn't cherish the idea of being some hapless fledgling under the rule of her sire.

Someone clad in leather caught her attention. In his arm, he held a raven haired girl dressed in an old fashioned gown. The master suddenly came to a stop as something different danced in his eyes. He looked down at his offspring and whispered huskily, "Wait for me in the master bedroom..................."

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What the powers forgot to mention:

Even the next light cannot save her from the oncoming wars. She will find light again but then she will drown back inside the darkness. It is her chosen birthright to be in her true form. It was, it is, and it will be said. That she is the "ONE.............."