If You're A Hero...

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A battle between wills. That was what her and her demon were at.

When she discovered herself inside a coffin, she tried uselessly not to scream.

Her lungs slowly decayed as dirt tickled her skin.

Her entire upper region hurt, her ears picking up sounds from miles away. Small pests and rodents inclined to sit on her stomach. Everything and nothing made sense. She scrapped at the dirt, just pushing and punching. She recoiled from the light that poured into her eyes and growled out a warning to shocked onlookers. They were too close for her liking. As a young fledgling, she needed to accept her change. Feel what's taking place inside of her. What's changing inside of her newly created body. It was natural for a fledgling to react automatically to human threats. Any type of movements they make, any sounds, any fresh taunting of their throats too close for a bite.

'Just one small bite is all I'm asking!', her demon howled incredulously. 'NO!', the soul protested nonstop as if to make it clear that there were to be no feeding of any kind. The more it raged at her, the more she pushed it back. 'Stop being moronic and let me feed!'

'You're not going to survive if you don't follow your instincts. (Pause) Now, quick being a baby and let me out!' Buffy's body was no longer in control. She felt the slamming of her demon, the out of control growls directing at the humans. "What, are you too stupid!?! This thing can kill you!"

She craved the night like it craved her. She hadn't learned how to control her demon yet before letting it take full reign. Before the night was over, six people lied at her feet with their throats torn out. She couldn't blame herself, she had warned them. They didn't listen.

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"My friends. They'll reject me without a second thought. They'd never understand!"

Her sire hadn't even given her the blessing of peace before pulling her out of her subsequent Heaven. His little cat and mouse game had led her out of her save Haven and into the real world. A real living nightmare.

Someday, she'll have to thank him for this. For flipping her world upside down!

There it is again. That deep low humming from the pit of her stomach. That monsterous craving for blood.

It was like having thousands of knives sticking into her pores, having thousands of voices screaming inside her head. "Killer, killer, killer", they chanted in unison, bringing her abrupt peace to a halt. Someday, she'll have to reward him for his generosity. Changing her soul into a demon.

Later: The dam broke as she rained him with kisses. To his mouth, to his cheek, all the way down to his neck. Her control was flastly slipping as she teased his lobe with her tongue..........

Being a demon did nothing to change the soul's view. It only added fuel to the fire. She thought this change would have already ran it out of town by now. Thought that some good could only come out of a Baddddddddd deal. But bullshit as it always is. She's beginning to realize and accept the truth.

She feels like she's in another time, another place. Or just... somewhere in between. Like time had collasped around her. Ah, there it is. The unknowns. The unforseens. Why can't she just wave it all off in her dreams?

Because she was meant for suffering. Meant for fire.

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She flipped when she didn't see herself in the mirror, but what did she expect? Only normal people, under normal circumstances, do that. She's not normal. She's way passed normal.

"Buffy?"

She squeaked and stuffed Mr. Gordo into her bag before jumping out of the window.

"BUFFY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

It's Dawn, she knows it. She just wanted to get in and then get out. All she brought with her are Mr. Gordo and a picture frame of her mom. Didn't have time for clothes. Besides, what kind of vampire wears this stuff anyways?

Strangely, their cries had no effect on her. It loathes having human companions. She wanted a sample of Dawn's blood. Wondered what she'd taste like. She found herself unconsciously licking her lips and grinding her teeth together. ArghhhhhhhhhHh!, she fought the urge to scream. Out of nervous habit, she picked up a nail into her mouth.

Later:
"Oh, you have got to be kidding me!" She held up a wicked looking dagger and examined it thoroughly. She traced a finger along the sharp edge and watched as her prey thrashed about against the wall, gurgling through her gag. "Poor poor Cordelia, no one here to save your sorry ass now!" Walking very slowly and deliberately, she crouched to snatch the offending object from her mouth.

The bound and gagged girl was dragged in by a leather leash around her neck. Buffy unhooked the spiked collar and set about torturing her for hours.

Her fingers went to finish undressing her, popping each button loose as her other hand went back to the dagger. She placed the sharp end through her nipple, delighting at the sounds of her screams. Cordelia had been here for 4 days without water or food. Buffy only gave her when she was too weak to stay awake.

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Buffy batted him away like a fly. On her way to the Bronze, she met up with some stupid puny moronic human who had dared to lay a hand on her. She had taught him a brief lesson as his head came in contact with the wall. She wanted to stay and finish the meal, but something was calling her into the Bronze. Sweat, smoke, and heat filled the air as she entered. Her nostrils did a little dance at the scent of sex and blood in the room.

"Hello luv, want to dance?"

She turned around only to be entranced in the eyes of this stranger. The bluest eyes she had ever seen. They were so blue that she had to look away.

"Ah, you're blushing."

When she turned back around, her demon face became visible.

The couple next to them screamed and pointed to her face. "What the hell is that thing!?!"

She let out a little growl and they squeaked and ran out of the room.

Spike: Hmm, I was here looking for the slayer. Guess I came to the wrong place.

"The only slayer here is me and she's dead."