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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Apr 3, 2008 23:23:14 GMT -5
Do it she said as she brought her neck up to his face.
Since Spike's death, Buffy had been nothing but a shell. She couldn't eat, sleep, or breath without someone down her throat. Inserting what only to be known as cold reality. She was forced to leave the Hellmouth. Not by her own desire to leave. By the forces against her, against THEM. She hates herself for even listening and now she's willing to make atonement the only way she knew how. To become what she dreaded. But also to feel that bond with her lover, her companion.
She wants this to be close to HIM. To connect to him in some ways atleast, even as a soulless creature. Atleast her demon can share her pain, can make up for lost time.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Apr 3, 2008 23:28:42 GMT -5
Slowly, her blood leaves her body as her body felt to the ground. Everything around her became fuzzy and dull as the life was sucked out of her like a mantra. She was only aware on the predator standing over her lithe form. Hungry with desire, powered by its own bloodlust, and driven by her own insanity. She heard low growls coming from his chest, vibrating and shifting. She was distinctly aware of that fact as her own hallow life stood out before them both. Dying by the seconds...........
"So, never heard a slayer who wanted to die............"
With her last effort, she confronted IT with her greenest eyes.
Buffy: Then congratulations, this is your first.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Apr 4, 2008 8:21:41 GMT -5
Make no mistake, the vampire wanted this. Wanted to taste her blood as it left her body. Wanted to drain her as she looked at him and realized that it was some fledgling that had killed her. Not anyone significant. Her heart threatened to leap out of her chest as the monster before her cut through her like a dagger. His voice was harsh, his eyes cold as he brought her to her knees. Everything was sore, her back her spine. Some of her ribs were left broken. Her heart ripped to shreds by this mere fledge. Oh god, she was going to die. She WANTED to die. Sadly fate had to foul this up too. Just another unwanted fact.
Buffy fought against the struggle, she tried to hold on. She really did.
Not that it matters now..............
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Apr 4, 2008 8:36:26 GMT -5
When she woke up the next day, all she can think of was blood. The smell of it was alluring, pulling at her.
"I see you brought a present."
A yummy meaty present just waiting for her teeth to sink into.
She reluctantly pulled herself off the ground to gather her prey. The girl had screamed, fought, and did everything she could to find freedom but even that wasn't enough. Buffy was the master today.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Apr 4, 2008 8:42:36 GMT -5
'God, I wish this vampire wouldn't have revived me.'
I was better off in peace her mind whispered.
Buffy gulped, "So............... What now?"
Vampire: Don't you want to find out who I am?
Buffy: As far as I know, you're a vampire. I WAS the slayer.
He tilts his head as if in deep thought, "You do know that there are finer things in being a vampire? A HUGE advantage over mortals certainly."
Buffy: The thought isn't a pleasant one, thank you.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Apr 4, 2008 8:47:33 GMT -5
Buffy struggled to understand why. Why is she still feeling guilt over her last prey? She didn't feel it when she drained her so why now?
Buffy: Um, I do have one question.
The vampire thought this wasn't how it worked. She had somehow kept a PART of her soul during her change. His demon loathed to admit it.
Vampire: That is a question for your watcher. Come on, get some clothes on and let's go find out.
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