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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Apr 7, 2008 5:37:02 GMT -5
Summary:
Buffy in this story is Drusilla's sister. She's the one Angelus drives into insanity and she's the one who turns Spike. Drusilla is also turned, but she is sane and she is not into Spike. Instead, she found herself a new pet called Drias.
Crawling out of the ground was definately not something you would want to wake up to. Even worse was this hunger that gnaws at you until you either go insane or die trying.
The knowledge of a soul left the demon long before its awakening and so here it is. Begging for its sire's attention against the dangers up ahead.
A hand was held out to it as it looked at it, fascinated.
"Be a dear and help me undress Angelus."
This other voice, it also held power and something familiar tugged at her.
"Little sister is awake."
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Apr 7, 2008 5:44:41 GMT -5
Andrias stood behind its maker, hungrily licking at her throat.
"Set that thing down and come to bed Dru."
He hated that she spent hours after hours looking after this doll when she should be pampering him instead. Instinct took over, as she grabbed his head, pulling him down for a long passionate reward. Oooh she murmured, "naughty boy."
He made a grab for her waist and pulled her roughly against his body.
Drais: That a girl Dru!
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Apr 7, 2008 8:14:41 GMT -5
The slayer made a mad dash around the corner, trying to determine the proximity of the vampire on her trail.
"Aye, come here ye little lass. I ain't through with ya yet!"
Alcohol poured out of the demon, making the slayer screw up her nose and tighten her lids.
Slayer: You know, that's really gross!
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