It was a quiet night. Never a good sign. She sneaked between the fallen walls of old houses, trying to get to her goal. She was planning this for months. Nothing could take her award away from her now.
The moment that thought passed through her mind, she heard voices of people, for whom she assumed were locals.
"No sense of fashion in Africa, obviously". – she thought while watching people dressed in basically nothing, ran towards the cave. They were carrying torches and guns, and she was suddenly grateful for not being in that cave at that very moment.
She didn't want to go back to her camp. She was to close to her treasure. – "Well, I'll just wait 'till they go away. They can't stay there all night."
Wrong. It was almost dawn when she saw someone coming out of cave. It was a tall men, very well build. One of the man, came forward with the torch, and she could see the stranger's face. He had chocolate brown eyes, and beautiful lips, that were suddenly smirking. She could recognize that smirk anywhere.
"Angelus", she spoke harshly, "I should have known it was that little bastard all along! I just hope those people will crucify him!"
The people were yelling now, and she could see Angelus speaking to the leader. – "Serves him right. Taking away my treasure again…" – she whispered angrily into the night. She thought they would torture him. She thought that maybe they would arrest him. She hoped that they would kill him, or at least make him paralyzed so he wouldn't bother her again. But what she didn't think was, that people would suddenly cheer and bow down to him.
She could see him smirking. God, how she hated that sexily sinful smirk of his. – "Cocky bastard!" – she thought. At that moment, he looked her way. She could've sworn he was looking straight into her eyes. He started speaking to the crowd again. People were yelling again, and the moment he pointed at her, she knew she was in trouble. She started running, not caring if she would make noise now. It was too late anyway, he had already sent them her way. Oh, she'll get him this time! She wasn't going to let him live this. Maybe she'll send him snakes wrapped in a nice black box with a red bow, just the way he likes it. However, her vengeance plans were cut short when she heard footsteps approaching her. And not just one pair of footsteps, but about twenty pairs.
She started running faster. – 'Oh, he's so gonna get it this time!' – with that thought she disappeared into the night.
Back at the cave, Angelus was smiling like a Cheshire cat.
"She'll kill you this time, you know?" – a blond bleached man said.
"I know Spike, I know. But it's her. She just makes my day." – answered Angelus.
"Yes, well, let's hurry up and grab all the antiquities before she kills those people, and come to slaughter us."
"Fine. You go ahead, I'm right behind you." – With that, he continued to stare into the distance, where she ran off. She was never boring, Buffy Summers. Never boring.