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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jul 5, 2008 9:48:46 GMT -5
She shook her head, leaving fang marks along the rabbit's back. She dropped her prey to look for another.
She had been here for days, awakening to the smell of blood and deaths.
Angelus had turned in her sleep. She remembered him sliding his tongue into her mouth, forcing her to drink. Then, awakening to a devestating hunger pawing at her chest. But, she kept her soul. She didn't have the desire for the kill or the joy of the hunt. She remained very much herself.
She found a brown hare in her sight as she grabbed it and ate her fill. She threw it down in disgust with herself. For killing something alive..............
Her teeth had grown an inch in length and 4 inches wide, her smooth exterior had changed into something hideous. She shuddered at what she had become. At being inside a dead body. A body that no longer saw daylight, a body that's still and cold. Everything hurts inside. Like a knife had been inserted there. She felt lost and alone.
So dead.................
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jul 5, 2008 13:19:32 GMT -5
(Buffy's Pov)
For years, I dreaded this. Becoming what I feared...
There was one time, I became a vampire. It was that Billy kid. He had some sort of force working against him and I turned into a mythical vampire aided by magic. Xander's was a serial killing clown. And Willow's was a bad opera singer. But that was just a dream, this is real...
Even though, I hate it, I cannot bring myself to do it. To drive a piece of wood into my own heart. I want answers! I want to know why........? Why he climbed into my window that night? Why he chose to turn me instead of just kill me? I'd rather be dead than living like this. Living in a cold dead body...........
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