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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Sept 4, 2009 8:22:10 GMT -5
I'm not sure if this can be considered a horror but it does have to do with character vamping. In this, Buffy is changed permanently into Drusilla which means she can't change back into a human and she also can't change out of Drusilla's white gowns/hair/makeup. This story takes place during the Season 2 of BTVS "School Hard"- before Spike and Dru arrives in Sunnydale. They are still in Prague when the spell happens and Drusilla's soul flees to Heaven while Buffy becomes Drusilla but she has her own vampire face (Season 1 "Nightmares"). Some of the words are meant to be used as English(England) accents. "Do you remember what it's loike?" She tilted her head as if to think. Like she has a secret that she's not telling anyone. She trails a finger down his torso and up to his chin and swiped off the small excess of blood. "We used to hunt, feed, and bathe in their blood together. It used to not be loike this. Everywhere I look, there's sunshine! All sunshine and tea parties." Suddenly, she's ripped out of his arms and his eyes widen in horror as his only focus is directed on her. Only on her. Her eyes are wide and she holds out her arms to him as if pleading for him to save her but he doesn't move at all. He just watches as she's being torn to shreds. He's in shock! The terrifying nauseating kind where you can't move or even flinch. Those black depths silently begs him to save her from these awful awful men that had captured her- his once strong dark goddess being torn to shreds! "Moi princess", he murmurs. He cries out her name in pure despair and deep agony as she croaks out, "Moi Spoike save me! Please please save me!" Suddenly, he leaps into action, sending her assailants running in terrified fear. "Just hang on princess, we're almost there......" She closes her eyes, finally at ease. Her black knight never fails! He jumps into the fray, hitting anyone that he lays eyes on, sending them all scurrying out of the deranged vampire's way. They got close enough to his sire who is now wailing frantically! "Hurts, hurts, hurts!" He gets to the guy and cuts off his air supply. "No one moves or he gets it!" They all stop! He relishes in their pain. "S' this your leader", he squeezes harder- cherishing the sound of his gasps! "Oi'm going to crush your windpipe you little tart", he smirks in that dangerous way. "And then, I'm going to rip your bloody head off!" *CRACK*, the man lays there dead. "Spoike", he hears a harsh rasp. 'She's beginning to wake.' "Oi'm coming to get you pet!" She sighs happily and closes her eyes again. He hurries over to wrinch her from the cross. "Oi've got you...... Spoike's got you baby......!" She stirs again. "Those mean men." He looks down at her. "Yes, those mean men are gone. You're safe. Go to sleep." Dru lets out a half smile as her eyes are slightly parted to the Desoto's ceiling. "Noight moi sweet pet. Have a sweet trip!" She removes the stone out of her pocket and attaches the chain around his neck. "M' going home!" (Spike's POV) I look at my baby. I guess she had a vision. "Dru", I shake my precious cargo. 'She's asleep', a voice whispers quietly and I didn't want to jostle her. My poor princess had just seen unaccountable horror and we have to go to the Hellmouth, take over the town, and get her cure. We don't have the time for idle chit chat. (Buffy's POV) When I wake up, I'm not even in my body anymore. Someone's holding me and he has such cold hands. I break out into a drowsy sigh. It's kind of nice!
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Sept 4, 2009 9:56:10 GMT -5
Buffy now in Drusilla's body is fully aware of her surroundings and whom she's with. Through her vampire senses, she was able to channel her energy into him like most vamps can do. She smell him- see through all of his emotions and her taste buds are now completely changed. Her eye sight and reflexes are a lot more enhanced- the sights and sounds swirling with delicious promises. She snaps her eyes wide like a frightened animal- wild and feral. "Who are you!?! Who am I!?!" He glances at her with a haunted look. 'Oh luv, what have they done to my dark beauty?' She frowns as familiarity kicks in and she shrinks away from him, flinching at her tired muscles. "Leave me alone!" Spike frowns also. "You seem different. The smell's all off and more clear; lucid." 'Great, I'm with a psychotic sociopath! Wait. Vampire. That's right- vampire. Bad. Evil. Demon.' "Um, can you tell me where I am please!?!" "Currently, we're in Czech luv? Don't you remember? You just got beaten the hell out of you and I had to get you out! Now, we're heading to a small town called Sunnydale to find your cure and make you well again." "Sunnydale", she murmurs quietly. 'Well', she thinks. 'At least one thing didn't change.' Chapter 2- "Pondering Spike" Now, here they are getting ready for the Night of St. Vigeous where their power will rise at its fullest; in its purest form. One vampire stands up. "Let me be the one to kill her and the world will be ours for the taking." The anointed one paces in front of his altar. "Killing a slayer is a great accomplishment. Are you sure you can do this feat?" "There was this one slayer at the Crucifixion......" "If you were at the Crucifixion......!?!" Everyone stops to look at this newcomer. "Then, I'd be at Woodstock!" He laughs! He continues, "There's always a loophole to killing this girl......" Suddenly his demon melts. "I told you I can handle this pet." "Look at all the people", she smirks. "Are they nice people?" "We're getting along", he looks back at the anointed one. The others look at her resembling fear. The other vampire backs away. "There is raw power in this girl......" Another vamp whispers to the anointed, "You should be careful of these two......, they smell of trouble." He nods. "Point taken, now, welcome to my city. Any vamps who are willing to kill this slayer is welcomed to dine with me and you're welcomed to use my place and eat from my food." He claps his hands and rings in a minion. "Go! Show our new guests the humblest of my services!"
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Sept 4, 2009 12:07:18 GMT -5
A/N: The only times, she can change her hair are during "Halloween", "Lie to Me", and "What's My Line Part 1 and 2."
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Sept 4, 2009 12:56:33 GMT -5
Buffy: Uh, I think, they're telling me a secret! She gasps as she reaches for her stake and pulls it out, staking every vampire in the room. The anointed one stands up! "Traitors! Eliminate them!" He backs away in fear as they descend on him. He points a shaking finger. "Destroy them or you'll join them in the sunrise come morning with them!" Every vampire turns around, snarling and baring their fangs! The woodstock guy laughs! 'He laughs', thought Spike. 'I am William the Bloody!' He smirks, reaching for his head, and pulls it off! "No more for you, you wanker!" "Ooh", Buffy laughs. "The boy is dead!" Spike whirls around. He sees her throw anointed guy into a cage before hauling the contraption right into the approaching sunlight, chuckling. "Pet, he's already dead." "You burn for her passion, her fire, her incessant need"- she says as she approaches his altar. Buffy suddenly comes out of her dream and is back at the factory where just a few minutes ago, they had just destroyed the anointed one and ended a whole catastrophe that could have brought about an ascension. Let's just say it would have been not of the good. Very bad...... She suddenly bows over and clutching her head- moans. Spike panics but jumps back when she looks at him with those white flashing eyes. "I think my soul's gone."
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Sept 4, 2009 16:44:03 GMT -5
Chapter 3- "The Bird Stops Singing" "Where have you been", he eyes her suspiciously. "I was drawn to this boy. I can read his energy. It's clean moi Spike." "Hm, did this boy happen to see Angel?" "No Spoike, e' has power. Can't you feel it?" "I asked you a question, pet. Did he see Angel?" "No, I didn't get the chance to cause the nasty girl Cordelia was there and ruined my fun!" Ever since, they found Buffy's body and had to bury her alive, Cordelia was called as the next slayer and she became just like her- picking up her role as Sunnydale High's new loser. Her mom and dad divorced and her life just fell apart from there and Buffy and Spike couldn't help but laugh. He snorts. "I still can't believe the cheerleader became the slayer. This must be a backwards world." "You'll fall for er' trap soon", she says quietly. "Buffy", he says warningly. You see, she's still insane once she lost the soul but she's halfway sane through the rest. Her eyes scorched him before she retired to her room. "Oi'm going to bed. Oi, oi, oi feel tired now." (Spike's POV) How dare she!?! I was going to kill her! She won't get away next TIME......! I know that I promised my baby that I'd kill her for her and dance on her grave but this girl is mucking up ALL...... of my plans! I need to formulate a bigger plan, bring in the big guns- say the Order of Taraka kind of big guns. If I can't get them, the assassins sure will. I doubt that this will fail me...... After all, the Order of Taraka are the deadliest and fastest of the demon world. The slayer will die for sure! I promised my princess that we'd be dancing on her grave and we will!
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Sept 4, 2009 18:20:41 GMT -5
Buffy dreams that she was the slayer holding her stake against his deadly nightshade, pressing into her soft wool and panicking to her friends. She let out a shrill scream! "NO NO!" She looks into his eyes and finds his insecurities but quickly assures him. "I'm not panicking for the humans but Oi'm scared of panicking for them. I hate that Oi was ever one of them! It's disgusting!" Spike grabs a minion and pummels him. "This ought to be interesting." He punches him one more time. Buffy smirks. "Before you kill all of our darling toys, why don't you climb into bed and make me comfortable? I'd rather you play with me anyways!" She stops. "Are you alright?" They are now standing in the middle of the room. "It's just the slayer! I can't get her out of my head!" She begins to sing. "You love her? More than princess? More than me?" "Not now gorgeous!" "Nasty girl's got you all preoccupied and not enough time with mummy. Bad dog! Grr!" She complains about her headache and goes back to their bed chamber, laying on it like a queen and waiting for Spike. He folds her into his arms. "Sleep with me." "I was just a smudge away from killing her and getting you cured", he mumbles- unhappy that his plans had failed. "You know pet? I can always use your slayer strengths should I call on you in a fight!"
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Sept 4, 2009 23:24:08 GMT -5
He can hear her breathing. He likes the sound of it because it makes her more alive. In vampires, it's rare but then again, Spike and Buffy aren't your average joe vampires. They know how to feel; to love even as evil soulless killers, those feelings were never left behind or completely abandoned. In the past, he'd been called all kinds of names from vainy to completely awful but his spirit stayed. It always stayed with him reminding him to take his destiny; that he was to walk in it; not be someone's scrub- a lap dog. Everyone had always bullied the man and not the beast until it's too late- the beast is revealed to them but he's happy with the outcome. He's now spooned against soft body listening to her slow gasp sounds and cooing. To demons, their stinks of mortalities are sickening and add to the show they put on for the master's guests and family only made them more enemies so, they are just healing from that! "Oi'm naming all the stars......" "You can't see the stars, luv......" "Oi'm naming them but now, they're all confused." She turns to him. "Soon, there will be a new arrival and he'll bring a special guest to our party. There will be music and laughing and and and...... dancing and singing! He's the key player- the one who will make me strong!" He looks at her curiously. "And wot does this cure entail......?" Now, he's intrigued by it. "Deaths and the four cards......" She rubs her head as if trying to concentrate on their energies. "Onamian meaning grace, Aramus meaning (half) moon, the goddess meaning assassin, and Tataurus meaning (Hell)." She nods. "The key. It's Angel. The key to my cure is......" Her eyes snaps open and looks over. "Angel", she sing songs. "Right before our......" "Eyes", she finishes. "It's been right before us all along!" "Why didn't I see it coming", he laughs! "Oi like to torture, don't you?" She puts her holy water laced hand on his chest, not even hissing. "Bad dog!"
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