Buffy's Battle

Another day of battling demons in the graveyard strikes buffy with an idea. Buffy walked in to the mausoleum. She looked into the grave of angel, and she picked up her ring. "Watcha doin' pretty?" Buffy turned to the scary demon piercing his eyes at Buffy. "In all my years of killing people I never knew one of them would be the slayer." The demon snarled. "Well I would just take your hand in marriage if you wanted to talk that -much. I might have even brought a book!" Buffy tried to smart-talk him. It worked, he ran away.

Buffy couldn't stop thinking of the demon she let loose. "I'm going demon hunting tonight!" she thought to herself.

"Oh pretty demon, demon, demon! Get over here! I wasted a pretty perfect dinner with my mom for you!" Buffy was obviously tired of this. "So have I, Buffy! I've been waiting for this moment for, you could say 12 centuries it wouldn't make a difference!" The scary piercing demon was looking straight at her. I thought you would come! There's a sign that says ugly fest so I knew you would come to it!" Buffy's mouth just kept going. The demon quickly shot a gun pistol at Buffy's stomach. It felt like she was having her last breaths, and she was. The next breath she had was her last, or was it? "made ya die!" said the demon obviously happy. "Not quite!" said a familiar voice.

Buffy killed that demon and sent it to hell.