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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Oct 8, 2007 5:43:42 GMT -5
The vampire suddenly released her throat. Buffy looked at her assassin and was about to protest, but he shoved the offered wrist into her mouth. One drop of blood squeezed out of the gaping hole and she was forced to drink it down her throat. She felt dizzy as she raked a nail down his back. Kralik looked at his new prize and patted her head. 'Good girl, take all of it if you have to...........' He's crazy she thought. He dragged his fingers down to her pants, fiddling with the fly. It popped loose and a sickening smile came over his pale feature. 'You're a virgin, I can smell it all over you.............' What, now you're my stalker!?!
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Oct 8, 2007 5:49:57 GMT -5
She came to her senses and realized she was dying. The room was spinning as her body felt lighter and lighter. Her "sire" had gone out to retrieve Joyce. He came back in with her head thrown back in his tight hold and the pressure on her throat was terribly painful. She had pleaded to heaven for this day to be over.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Oct 8, 2007 6:35:01 GMT -5
Feeding for the first time had NOT been a pleasant experience. For some reason, she had kept her soul. She stood up, her overalls making her look vulnerable. Her eyes roamed over her mother's body as she collapsed in tears. Her shoulders shook as she couldn't look anymore. 'You evil spineless bastard!' She traded blows after blows with the vampire. It was all girl this time. It wasn't the slayer against the vampire. It was Buffy against the vampire. The thing knew she couldn't kill on her own so he had forced her. And as the first drop of blood hit her tongue, she knew. She has a soul. A soul that wanted to rip, tear, and destroy that beast.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Oct 8, 2007 6:39:59 GMT -5
Finallly, she couldn't stand it anymore. She pulled out her stake and dove for his chest. The pointy end ripped through the other side as her hand had lost its grip. She dropped carelessly to the ground. 'God, why is this happening to me!?!' She ripped off her jacket to put it over her mother's dead face. 'It's the least I could do mommy..........'
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Oct 8, 2007 6:47:29 GMT -5
The former slayer had lost her sanity. She just banged her head against the wall as her head bled from the impact. She finally stumbled out of the room with her mother's blood still dripping from her mouth. She whispered something about seeing the stars and then passed out cold. That's where Spike and Drusilla had found her. He picked her up and carried her over his shoulder. She was like a sack of potatoe. 'Put her in the back my Spike.........'
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Oct 8, 2007 8:10:15 GMT -5
When they got out of the car, Dru had her arms outstretched as she said give her to me my Spike. Spike threw Buffy's body to Dru who then helped her up the stairs. She was barely alive and she was still lost to them as Dru would call it. 'Lets help her out of these clothes Dru. Let her borrow one of your pretty gowns.' Dru's fingers worked like magic as it tore off the jacket first before going to the overalls. When she was finished, Buffy had resembled a miniature Dru. She was wearing Dru's long creme gown and her hair had curled at the ends with a clip holding half of it in a ponytail. 'Now, you can meet Mrs. Edith sister.........'
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Oct 8, 2007 8:16:42 GMT -5
They had shared the same bed for 3 days and 3 nights. 'Dearest, we need to get you your own Mrs. Edith. Maybe you can call her Mrs. Elizabeth?' She sighed happily as her childe had licked her neck. "Better my love...........?" Our childe needs a new friend my Spike. We can't have her spoiling Mrs. Edith rotten. She's been telling me things. Things I'm sure the pixies will be angry with............
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Oct 8, 2007 8:24:57 GMT -5
Buffy had tore open the girl's throat. And then she had sang songed about the nasties coming to get her. 'What mess have you made sister dear?' Drusilla reached near her mate's lobe and purred. "This man had been a bad dog, I had to teach him a lesson." Spike: Come on luv, we wouldn't want to scatter in the wind.
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