Crimson Night and Dark Light
Summary - Buffy Summers is into the macabre. One night will change everything; she won't only be into it, but part of it. She'll stalk the night with no memory in the morning. She'll take up a lover that she'll forget hours later. Now, what happens when she ends up oddly pregnant? Wait and see.
Chapter 1 - Got You
She lay there, her dark blonde hair scattered on the green grass. The beautiful white picket fence was crimson with blood. The fence pierced her right through the stomached as blood covered her.
Willow was casually walking down the sidewalk till she saw the blonde, her eyes widened as she ran over to her.
"Oh my god! Buffy!" Fear clearly showed through into her eyes. Before Willow could do anything the moment she kneeled down the corpse of Buffy Summers started to let out a laugh. Willow let out breath of air.
"I can't believe you did that!" Buffy laughed as she stood off of the ground with the fake plastic fence sticking out of her stomach. Just then Giles walked their way. After Buffy's mother, Joyce died her uncle Giles moved to Sunnydale to take care of her not wanting to move the girl away from her home. When he saw the scene in front of him he shook his head.
"Buffy, your interest in the macabre is overwhelming."
"I can't believe this I've been doing this since I was 6 and you people still fall for it." She laughed as she took the fence prop off. Willow turned to her.
"How did you make the blood look so real? Buffy smiled and took some onto her finger.
"Corn Syrup" She licked it off. "Want some" She said happily offering them her finger. The shook their head with a look of disgust.
Buffy sat in her room adding the picture of her on the fence to her collage which contained of her being hung, a spike through her chest and her slitting her wrists. People always thought that her hobby was weird. What's so weird about making fake death scenes? Ok then again what's not so weird about it?
She had to admit it was odd but it was just her, her way of life. She had become an outcast at school everyone thinking that she was someone who would kill everyone one day.
Even though she had death as pass time in reality she was a very innocent, fluffy kind of person.
Also, her wardrobe didn't help the school thing, she liked black not Goth or punk kind of styles but fashionable. She liked bodice kind of shirts with dark skirts and occult kind of necklaces. She wasn't that much into the occult but she found the symbols fascinating.
Her friend Willow and Xander have been friends with her since they were in the first grade. Even though she had been playing these jokes on them for years they still fell for them. People might say these jokes were cruel but seriously could you not do it to people this gullible? They were a jokesters dream, she loved the like a brother and a sister but hey it was just too much fun.
She had mastered the art of making fake blood and guts, so would probably end up being in movie when she got older and god knows she already had a "profile" full of pictures for her first job interview.
She put her collage back up on the wall where it hung just giving preppy, snobby girls from school ammo against her. Sure they were all scared of her room thinking that Buffyitis was contagious but she preferred being made fun of then being one of them.
She walked over to her bed and blew out candles that stood on the nightstand before stripping down to her underwear and climbing into bed. She shut her eyes and prepared herself for her dream world to take her over, that's where she got most if her ideas.
Authors note - Ok First chapter posted. So happy, I thought of this while watching the Movie 'Ginger Snaps' that's kind of how it'll work in the beginning. Hope you all like it.