This is a Spike/OC fanfic I've had for forever. Do you think it's worth continuing?
This is a story about a girl, just a normal boring girl… yeah ok that's a lie, maybe not so normal but she was a girl.
A girl who had done awful terrible things that would make the devil himself shudder. However long ago it was it still lingered in her tattered excuse of a soul, but she was trying, trying oh so hard to be better...
To be good.
But we're getting a little ahead of ourselves.
It started with a notebook, filled with scribbles and doodles, which had hit the floor of the deafing hallway without notice until a slender hand reached for it "excuse me!"
"Hey, Wait!"
Buffy and Willow turned back to see a girl with long curly black hair chasing them down the hall, her porcelain complexion making both girls stiffen slightly until they saw the light blush of her cheeks and remembered that it was a bit too bright out for their fanged friends to be running around.
A second later they were approached by their classmate who smiled with full pink tinted lips and big sparkling blue eyes "I think you dropped this."
"Oh my, yes, yes thank you! God, if I lost this, I mean, my notes, all the stuff from class, I mean…I" putting a reassuring hand on the red heads shoulder Buffy smiled sweetly "Breathe Will, she means thank you."
The black haired beauty laughed with a nod of her head, Buffy couldn't help but notice the twelve different layers of black she wore, from her shabby combat boots to her grunge style lace shirt. The only spot of color on the girl was the large baby pink bow pinning back some loose strands of hair. Willow smiled and rolled her eyes at herself "yeah right, sorry, thanks. You're new right? I don't remember seeing you in class before."
"Don't mention it. Yeah I moved here a few weeks back, took a little longer than I would have liked to get things sorted, but hey, I'm here now, learning and all that. I'm Louie by the way… Louie Creoboros"
"Buffy and my rambling friend here is Willow." They smiled happily at the girl before Willow spazzed out like a light bulb had gone off over her head "oh you should have lunch with us, what with you being new and so helpful with the returning of the notes."
Louie gave a toothy grin and Buffy couldn't contain the shiver that ran down her spine at the sight of the girl's pearly whites "that's really nice of you but I have a paper due, rain check for tomorrow?"
"Yeah, sure, we'll save you a seat."
"Sweetness, later."
The two stared after the black loving girl for a moment, Willow smiling to her best friend "She seems nice."
Shaking off her paranoia Buffy took Willow's arm "yeah, I guess… hey do you know if they have those chocolate muffins today?"
More than a week had passed since the two girls had met Louie, and like promised she ate lunch with them, they found out she had an obsessive love of French fries with red salt and hated seafood so much that when she accidently ate a slice of pizza with tuna on she was violently ill. Yeah, it was gross and went all over Willows shoes and some of Buffy's dress. She promised to make it up to them though with a little shopping… that was nice of her.
She was nice, a little fuzzy on details and always seemed in kind of a rush but she was just a nice, sweet girl, right?
Then why couldn't Buffy shake off her Slayer-spidy-sense?
Giles got a call from Sunnydale Memorial, well we say got a call more like listened to the police scanner and heard a complaint made about missing bodies.
Well… parts of bodies.
So naturally he did the only thing he could, made a strong cup of tea and called Buffy.
For a hospital it was pretty easy place to break into, and by break in we mean walk in to, yeah, I guess they wouldn't really think of guarding a punch of sick, pregnant or dead people from inept doom. She'd waited for the police to leave, having actually taken the time to try and figure something out for once. There was one guard that had fallen asleep; I guess he figured dead people weren't really worth protecting.
Effortlessly dipping under the police line Buffy took a look around and instantly was faced the three sheet covered bodies. With a quick look she saw that the first victim was missing the top half of her right thigh, the cut was clean and precise, the ones on her chest were the same, but there was no blade markers she could find, no ridges but she knew the cut was made in one fluid motion. The others were pretty much the same; missing different pounds of flesh but all lacking a heart.
In the literal way not the mean, cold hearted Cordillera way.
It was then she noticed something, the light of her torch bouncing back at her from something under the mortician's desk. Her Slayer hears was able to pick up the faint footsteps coming for down the hall as she tried to reach for the shiny object.
Then as the door flew open… Buffy was nowhere to be seen and was already making a brisk pace away from the hospital, fingering the intricate trinket in her hand that had no place in a hospital morgue.
The gang where all waiting at Giles's, congregated around the box of donuts as Giles examined the silver necklace "so what's the word G-man, big evil afoot?"
Barely glancing to his surrogate children Giles shrugged "well I'm afraid I don't rightly know."
"But the talisman, it's all pretty and shiny and was in the morgue, it's obviously code for badness right?" Buffy perked up with jelly smeared down her chin.
Giles handed her a tissue as he spoke "I would surmise so, however the talisman itself is not of demon origin, or evil of any kind really. It's the Token of Huitzilopochtli. You see Huitzilopochtli was an Aztec god, of sun and war, it may explain the hearts being taken but the other parts… oh you see his followers would practice human sacrifice."
Willow perked up "So why is this not of the bad; because human sacrifice seems pretty bad too me."
"Because given tradition the sacrifices would have to be alive, taking hearts from the dead for such a god is… it's unheard of. Also this talisman despite its origin seems protective not sacrificial." He said while still examining the heavy chunk of metal.
Picking at the remains of her donut Buffy asked "so what steals hearts from corpses and is big on people eating gods…?"
"Louie!"
The black haired girl turned with a smile as she saw Willow strolling towards her with a little smile and a selection of coffee in hand and a tall dark haired boy assisting with the snacks they seemed to have piled up "Hey pretty lady… and strange boy."
"Louie this is Xander, Xander this is Louie. She's in mine and Buffy's psyche class."
The boy smiles brightly at the blue eyed girl "right, the noble saviour of notebooks. It's an honour."
Louie couldn't help but laugh "and honoured you should be… so what's with all the yummy treats?"
"Research party." Xander blurts out before his brain has a second to catch up; earning him a swift elbow to the gut from his best friend.
However before he has time to mumble out some lie or Willow has the chance to fix his blunder Louie backs up "Sorry guys I left the oven on, seriously only popped out to go to the video store. Well be careful; don't want a sugar caffeine overdose. Xander it was nice to meet you, Will see you later… kisses!"
All this was said with Louie backing away then vanishing with a bow of a kiss. Xander looks to Willow with a small smile "she seems nice."
"Yeah, she is."
Louie walked into her small one bedroom apartment while kicking off her boots at the door. A sigh of relief as her feet met the soft carpet and she strolled into the kitchen overlooking her dingy living room. The sweet smell coming from the oven made her mouth water as she started plating up her meal and put in Labyrinth in the VHS.
She was about to sit down until she did a one eighty and all but ran to the fridge, her hand reaching past the human leg and the neatly wrapped hearts chilling inside to grab a beer, yeah because those are normal things to have in your fridge!
No, and it's also not normal to stuff human hearts with onion and sage and enjoy it with a side of potatoes and a light beer watching David Bowie in tights, yet here she was.
Yeah… so that's happening.