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I do not own any of these people I just took them for a trip and are now returning them. The story has a little bit to do with my other story 'All Hallows Eve' so I suggest you read that first then read this one be cause you will be lost of you don't. This take place after Becoming and is in the season 3 rank of things, I love comments so please send them I would love to hear from you. Remember to watch the real Buffy on Tuesdays at 8:00pm on the WB. THANK YOU!!!!!!!
Inside the huge mansion on Crawford street a small blonde girl named Buffy lay asleep on a beautiful bed with dolls and a canopy hanging over her. In the room next to her a soulful vampire by the name of Angel stirred and opened his eyes to see it was around 7:00 at night on November 1st. It was time to wake up the sleeping beauty, he got out of bed and walked silently into the next room and looked upon the small face of the slayer still peacefully off in dream world. Angel walked quietly over to the bed and stroked the face of young slayer "Buffy?" he said in a quiet voice, she stirred but stayed asleep, "Buffy, wake up" he said again in bit louder voice, nothing, then he tried something only Xander would " Buffy, Angel's dead." Angel said in a pretty good Xander voice. At that Buffy's eyes wrenched open and she sat up looking around, when she saw Angel , she gave a dangerous smile and hit him with one of the many pillows "Ow." was all Angel could say as she hit him again. " Very sly Angel." Buffy said as she got out of bed and stretched, " Well I had to wake you up some way, and that way seemed to work pretty good." he said rubbing the back of his neck, where she hit him. After a quick change into some better clothes Buffy left in front of Angel to get some of the vamps that are up early, Angel locked up the mansion and followed Buffy to the cemetery. When Angel got there he saw something that made him VERY angry, Buffy getting beaten into a bloody pulp by 5 very big vampires. Buffy, hanging onto the little bit of consinness she had left tried to fight the vamps off but to no avail, with one last punch Buffy's world went black and her limp and broken body fell to the ground with a distuging thud. Angel, with game face, charged at the vampires as Buffy's body fell to the ground, Angel fought the vampires off with the strength of ten of the meanest one of all; Angelus. He killed them all but one, which he told him " Come near me of the slayer again and you will wish you hadn't." Angel said with a snarl, the beaten vampire nodded and took off into the night, as soon as he was out of sight Angel morphed back and kneeled down to Buffy, who was still unconcisis. He fumbled for a pulse and found one, slow but strong. Angel picked up the slayer, supporting her head and knees, and ran off toward her house while thinking *How am I going to explain this to Joyce?* Joyce Summers was drinking some coffee in the kitchen while paying some bills, she glanced at the wall clock, 8:30, *Buffy must still be hunting.* she thought. Her thoughts were interrupted by a loud knock at the front door, she got up and opened the door to find Angel holding a unconcisis Buffy in his arms. " Oh, my god. What happened to her?" Joyce asked in horror in seeing Buffy's wounds on her small body. The wounds in question were maybe 3 broken ribs, a 2½ in. cut on her forehead that ran near her left eye, cuts on her arms, bruises on her legs, a broken ankle, and her still being unconcisis.
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