Slipping
Willow was worried about Buffy. They all were. There slayer was always out patrolling, taking her calling to seriously. She worked during the day and she worked during the night. She was a machine, doing what had been programmed into her. Willow sat staring out the window waiting for her friend to grace them with her presence. She gazed at the clock for what must have been the millionth time. Buffy was going to be late for work if she didn't get a move on. Dawn was at school, Xander was at work, Anya was at the magic box, Spike was at his crypt, and Tara was probably in her earth science class right about now. It was funny willow mused to herself, that a person can be in your life, your heart your blood. And then one minute be gone. Vanish without a trace from your existence as if they'd never been there. She looked at the clock again, it was twelve thirty, Buffy's boss would be pissed if she were late. Again. "Buffy, time for work!" called Willow. "Buffy! Wake up!" The slayer was conveniently not coming down the stairs. Willow padded up to Buffy's room. She knocked softly on the door. "Time to get up sleepy head." Willow whispered. She entered her room. She went to shake Buffy's shoulder when. Buffy jumped out of bed caught Willow by the throat and pushed her against the wall. "Buffy what are you doing?" Willow asked in a strangled voice. The slayer squinted at the ex-witch. "Willow? Sorry you caught me by surprise." She immediately let go of her friend. "What did you want wills?" Asked an obviously confused slayer. "Buffy your already late for work. Don't you think you should get going?" "Actually, I don't think I'll go today." Buffy replied with and amused but tired smirk. "Yeah you should probably get some rest I guess." Willow said in a timid voice. "Okay great I'm going to get a little more shut eye." With that Buffy pushed Willow out the door and returned to her bed. "That was slightly weird." Spoke a confused Willow as she wandered back downstairs.
Buffy awoke just as the sun was setting. She felt strangely…. Freed. Like a huge weight had been lifted off her shoulders. Buffy stretched languidly. Moving as gracefully as a jungle cat. She walked over to her closet and opened the doors for supplies. But today what she would usually take with her out to the bronze like stakes and crosses she ignored. She picked out some of her older clothes. What she had use to wear in high school and put them on the bed. She was becoming more restless every minute the sun slipped away into night. Into the dark where she hunted and killed. Where she stalked and mated, feed and played. She waited as the sun slipped into her home. The darkness.
Willow was at the bronze with the gang, even Dawn had been allowed to come. Everyone was chatting and joking except for Willow. She was still thinking about there conversation this morning. Dawn had said it wasn't her secret to tell. What secret was Buffy hiding from them? What was so important she couldn't tell her best friend? Willow sighed in frustration. Why did things always seem so complicated? Their little band of do-gooders was always in some sort of mess. Maybe I'm just grumpy dismissed willow. She decided to join her family in the evening's fun.
Buffy walked into the bronze with a sense of confidence around her. She had left all her old ambitions at the door and felt as if she could do anything in the world. And we she said anything she meant anything. The people of the bronze either gaped or gazed at her as she entered. Wearing tight black leather pants, red stiletto heels and a tight sleeveless v-neck hater top. She ruled the crowd. She walked past her gaping friend's table and stepped onto the dance floor. She began to dance for every male in the room. A slow sensual dance. She didn't fell embaressed about it as most people would. She felt at home. Like this was one of her nightly routines. To play with peoples minds and hearts just because…. She wanted to. A crowd of men suddenly came up to start the dance aswell; they surrounded her in a mist of her own power. But really, she was surrounding them. Filling their senses full of her sent her look her movements. How inferior on a primal scale they were to her. But they didn't challenge her or run because of it. No they inched closer, closer to there new found queen. She continued her mating dance. Unseen were the males that were prattle licking her boots. She continued, feeling the blood in her veins begin to boil. Begin to fizzle and sizzle until she couldn't stand it any longer. She grabbed the obvious alpha male and pulled him out side. Much to the dismay of the others. She was highly attracted to this man, with the dark blue eyes almost black hair and the innocence that surrounded all humans who didn't see the truth of the world they were living in. She pulled him hard against the wall grinding him into frenzy. She kissed him as he tore at both their clothes. Demanding that he be allowed to enter her. They came together amongst passion desire and above all her want, her want to be with another human just because she could. They finally commenced what could only be called mating and gathered their clothes. "Hey umm… wanna come back to my place?" The guy muttered breathlessly. But before he could utter, another sound Buffy grabbed his neck, in almost a tender way. She placed he other hand at the base of his throat. And with a quick tug snapped his neck. She felt a little concern for what she'd just done, she realized she'd just taken a life she was supposed to protect. But didn't really care. She was bored now anyway and started back towards the bronze. She slipped unseen into her newfound darkness.
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A/N: please review even if you hated or I will not continue! Repeat not continue!
That is all.
Willow was worried about Buffy. They all were. There slayer was always out patrolling, taking her calling to seriously. She worked during the day and she worked during the night. She was a machine, doing what had been programmed into her. Willow sat staring out the window waiting for her friend to grace them with her presence. She gazed at the clock for what must have been the millionth time. Buffy was going to be late for work if she didn't get a move on. Dawn was at school, Xander was at work, Anya was at the magic box, Spike was at his crypt, and Tara was probably in her earth science class right about now. It was funny willow mused to herself, that a person can be in your life, your heart your blood. And then one minute be gone. Vanish without a trace from your existence as if they'd never been there. She looked at the clock again, it was twelve thirty, Buffy's boss would be pissed if she were late. Again. "Buffy, time for work!" called Willow. "Buffy! Wake up!" The slayer was conveniently not coming down the stairs. Willow padded up to Buffy's room. She knocked softly on the door. "Time to get up sleepy head." Willow whispered. She entered her room. She went to shake Buffy's shoulder when. Buffy jumped out of bed caught Willow by the throat and pushed her against the wall. "Buffy what are you doing?" Willow asked in a strangled voice. The slayer squinted at the ex-witch. "Willow? Sorry you caught me by surprise." She immediately let go of her friend. "What did you want wills?" Asked an obviously confused slayer. "Buffy your already late for work. Don't you think you should get going?" "Actually, I don't think I'll go today." Buffy replied with and amused but tired smirk. "Yeah you should probably get some rest I guess." Willow said in a timid voice. "Okay great I'm going to get a little more shut eye." With that Buffy pushed Willow out the door and returned to her bed. "That was slightly weird." Spoke a confused Willow as she wandered back downstairs.
Buffy awoke just as the sun was setting. She felt strangely…. Freed. Like a huge weight had been lifted off her shoulders. Buffy stretched languidly. Moving as gracefully as a jungle cat. She walked over to her closet and opened the doors for supplies. But today what she would usually take with her out to the bronze like stakes and crosses she ignored. She picked out some of her older clothes. What she had use to wear in high school and put them on the bed. She was becoming more restless every minute the sun slipped away into night. Into the dark where she hunted and killed. Where she stalked and mated, feed and played. She waited as the sun slipped into her home. The darkness.
Willow was at the bronze with the gang, even Dawn had been allowed to come. Everyone was chatting and joking except for Willow. She was still thinking about there conversation this morning. Dawn had said it wasn't her secret to tell. What secret was Buffy hiding from them? What was so important she couldn't tell her best friend? Willow sighed in frustration. Why did things always seem so complicated? Their little band of do-gooders was always in some sort of mess. Maybe I'm just grumpy dismissed willow. She decided to join her family in the evening's fun.
Buffy walked into the bronze with a sense of confidence around her. She had left all her old ambitions at the door and felt as if she could do anything in the world. And we she said anything she meant anything. The people of the bronze either gaped or gazed at her as she entered. Wearing tight black leather pants, red stiletto heels and a tight sleeveless v-neck hater top. She ruled the crowd. She walked past her gaping friend's table and stepped onto the dance floor. She began to dance for every male in the room. A slow sensual dance. She didn't fell embaressed about it as most people would. She felt at home. Like this was one of her nightly routines. To play with peoples minds and hearts just because…. She wanted to. A crowd of men suddenly came up to start the dance aswell; they surrounded her in a mist of her own power. But really, she was surrounding them. Filling their senses full of her sent her look her movements. How inferior on a primal scale they were to her. But they didn't challenge her or run because of it. No they inched closer, closer to there new found queen. She continued her mating dance. Unseen were the males that were prattle licking her boots. She continued, feeling the blood in her veins begin to boil. Begin to fizzle and sizzle until she couldn't stand it any longer. She grabbed the obvious alpha male and pulled him out side. Much to the dismay of the others. She was highly attracted to this man, with the dark blue eyes almost black hair and the innocence that surrounded all humans who didn't see the truth of the world they were living in. She pulled him hard against the wall grinding him into frenzy. She kissed him as he tore at both their clothes. Demanding that he be allowed to enter her. They came together amongst passion desire and above all her want, her want to be with another human just because she could. They finally commenced what could only be called mating and gathered their clothes. "Hey umm… wanna come back to my place?" The guy muttered breathlessly. But before he could utter, another sound Buffy grabbed his neck, in almost a tender way. She placed he other hand at the base of his throat. And with a quick tug snapped his neck. She felt a little concern for what she'd just done, she realized she'd just taken a life she was supposed to protect. But didn't really care. She was bored now anyway and started back towards the bronze. She slipped unseen into her newfound darkness.
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A/N: please review even if you hated or I will not continue! Repeat not continue!
That is all.
