No Escape
Someone has done something very bad….
Disclaimer: I own nothing from BtVS.
Author's note: The plot bunnies refuse to let me study for exams until I write. Blame them, not me.
***written in 2007***
He was backed into a corner with no hope of escape.
It was his own fault, really. He knew better.
The creature in front of him crept ever closer. The wild golden eyes shone from a face that was furious. He thought he saw a drop of saliva dripping from the snarling mouth of the predator.
"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to, really! Please don't eat me? I don't taste very good… I'm all bones!"
The menace before him continued to get closer. It pulled something from behind its back.
"Is that a sword? Oh God! Please don't kill me! Please! I'll do anything!"
The figure paused, as if thinking it over.
The boy breathed a sight of relief, then screamed as the figure brought the sword down, removing his head.
The figure stepped into the light as the boy's body collapsed.
It was Angel.
"You really shouldn't have messed with my hair gel, Andrew."