Darkness had setting on the moor and a tall figure in an elegant black dress peered their head out from a cave. She had long blond hair, almost white, and piercing blue eyes. Walking with a bit of a sway to her hips she approached a serf, who was conveniently digging up his potatoes late into the night, because he did not want his master to be displeased. Looking up the serf saw this beautiful lady and stammered "Oy, lady, what are you doing out at such an hour, you should be in our lords castle feasting!" The lady smiled at this, then before another word was spoken she was upon the man, holding him down. The mans fear was potent, it was intoxicating, and she was going to enjoy this. Fangs protruded from her teeth. For she was a vampire. She pushed his head aside with an inhuman strength and dug her fangs deep into his neck. As she did this her mind clouded with the taste of his blood and he did not hear the sound of hoof beats approaching.

Buffy was out for another vampire hunt. They loved this moors and she was going to find some tonight to let her anger out on. Riding her brothers white horse and wearing his armor, no one ever guessed she was the princess of the realm. She would be hung at the least if they found out she donned armor and gallivanted about the moors at night hunting evil. It was not accepted for a 'lady' to be out of a mans care, not less riding astride a horse hunting vampires. As she rode she spotted one, eating one of HER serfs. This would just not due. She had a liking for potatoes and this vampire would not stop her serfs from bring her feasts of them. She encouraged her fair white horse, 'Xander' on and as she approached saw the figure was a female vampire. 'Simple prey' she thought to herself and jumped off her horse next to the vampire and with a scream charged it.

The vampire whipped around at the scream of the knight. It was very shrill, very annoying. This would not due. It licked its lips of the last of the serfs blood and jumped to it's feet to face the knight. The knight came at it with a wooden sword, and the skills of a maiden. "Pathetic" thought the vampire. I will enjoy this meal as well. The knight was a good fighter, but this vampire was better, after a few blows to the suit of armor she was fed up, this knight was going down. With a deep guttural scream she knocked it over and was upon it in seconds. Pinning its arms to the ground with her legs, she ripped off the knights helmet, excited for her prey. As the helmet came off, she was surprised to find not the naive face of a boy, but a determined face of a beautiful girl. Her long golden locks fell out of around her head like a crown. Oh the irony, oh the pleasure "Well, well, what do we have here?" the vampire asked, yet as it spoke it's voice was not female at all but long and masculine. What a twist!

Buffy struggled under the vampire. How could she be defeated, how could it have her so very easily, it had taken her down in under a minute and now it was holding her down, it's breath heavy with the smell of her serf. Worse yet it had discovered her secret! "Unhand me demon, I will smite you from the face of this land." she growled at it, anger rising in her voice. "Oh will you missy, I think you will do far from that." it cackled. It leaned it's vile face down and Buffy panicked. The only thing she could think to do was spit, and this was what she did. The vile creature drew back and glowered at her "That, precious, was not a wise move. I was just going to enjoy you for dinner, but now I am going to make you mine." it said. As it said this it jerked off it's wig, to reveal a handsome, yet evil looking man, and he was not letting this slayer go before he enjoyed her fully. "Wha... Who are you?" she whispered. "The name is Spike." he said and his faced turned disturbingly evil "and I am going to be the last man you ever think of."