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think up such a wonderful and intricate world as the Buffy verse all credit
belongs to Joss Whedon. All hail. First Buffy fic don't flame (
Willows face connected with cold concrete. * ow* she thought trying to quickly scrape herself from the pavement before her attacker struck again. His face human but a minute ago was now contorted and demonic. His eyes a piercing yellow and his gaze un-wavered. Any one else would have thought this strange, not willow. She was a card carrying Sunnydale gal born and raised. Vampire ass kicking her speciality, all in a days work for a slayerette. Willow wiped her lip smearing the blood from her new wound across her face. She tasted the blood on her tongue and spat it out.
The vampire growled at her " aww did I give you a boo boo? Let me kiss it better"
With that he lunged forward to attack his mouth watering at the thought of her warm blood trickling down his throat, this time it was his face that hit the ground. The girl had gone, vanished into thin air.
The vamp was pissed and now sporting a bust lip * if I ever catch that girl I'm gonna. *
*Your gonna what? Bite me? * Came a second voice in his head
*What? How.witch, I knew I could smell something on you * he replied in his mind.
He pulled himself up his lip now healing fast. He looked around the empty street.
*What you smelled was probably the stench of your rotting ass, that or your b.o I could go either way * she taunted.
"Big with your mouth aren't you witch, well only when your hiding" he retorted out loud.
Suddenly he felt a prod on his shoulder he turned to see the girl smiling, he turned to her a menacing smile forming on his own face " What have you got to smile about witch? You haven't got much time left so smiling should be the last thing on your mind" he threatened.
She raised her left hand revealing the fireball she clutched in it "I believe the question is why are you smiling?" she said cleverly,
The vampires face sinking by the second he turned and ran fast up the street, but not fast enough. Willow flung the fireball hurtling after him catching up and engulfing him in flames, burning his rotten flesh to a cinder, his body combusting into dust in a tiny explosion. The wind blew the dust away and all over willow, she choked as it clogged her throat. In some ironic way the vampire always got the last laugh weather it killed you straight out and fed from you, or the dust inhalation from every vamp you dusted slowly killed you. Willow caught her breath, picked up what was left of the tasty KFC bucket she'd picked up for supper and headed on home buzzed from the whole experience.
To be continued.
Well I'm spent, if you liked review. One good review and I will continue. Plus email me if you have any clue to where the story can head.thanks shadowfax xxx
Willows face connected with cold concrete. * ow* she thought trying to quickly scrape herself from the pavement before her attacker struck again. His face human but a minute ago was now contorted and demonic. His eyes a piercing yellow and his gaze un-wavered. Any one else would have thought this strange, not willow. She was a card carrying Sunnydale gal born and raised. Vampire ass kicking her speciality, all in a days work for a slayerette. Willow wiped her lip smearing the blood from her new wound across her face. She tasted the blood on her tongue and spat it out.
The vampire growled at her " aww did I give you a boo boo? Let me kiss it better"
With that he lunged forward to attack his mouth watering at the thought of her warm blood trickling down his throat, this time it was his face that hit the ground. The girl had gone, vanished into thin air.
The vamp was pissed and now sporting a bust lip * if I ever catch that girl I'm gonna. *
*Your gonna what? Bite me? * Came a second voice in his head
*What? How.witch, I knew I could smell something on you * he replied in his mind.
He pulled himself up his lip now healing fast. He looked around the empty street.
*What you smelled was probably the stench of your rotting ass, that or your b.o I could go either way * she taunted.
"Big with your mouth aren't you witch, well only when your hiding" he retorted out loud.
Suddenly he felt a prod on his shoulder he turned to see the girl smiling, he turned to her a menacing smile forming on his own face " What have you got to smile about witch? You haven't got much time left so smiling should be the last thing on your mind" he threatened.
She raised her left hand revealing the fireball she clutched in it "I believe the question is why are you smiling?" she said cleverly,
The vampires face sinking by the second he turned and ran fast up the street, but not fast enough. Willow flung the fireball hurtling after him catching up and engulfing him in flames, burning his rotten flesh to a cinder, his body combusting into dust in a tiny explosion. The wind blew the dust away and all over willow, she choked as it clogged her throat. In some ironic way the vampire always got the last laugh weather it killed you straight out and fed from you, or the dust inhalation from every vamp you dusted slowly killed you. Willow caught her breath, picked up what was left of the tasty KFC bucket she'd picked up for supper and headed on home buzzed from the whole experience.
To be continued.
Well I'm spent, if you liked review. One good review and I will continue. Plus email me if you have any clue to where the story can head.thanks shadowfax xxx