Title: Let There Be Light
Author: Kaerva Sheraoir
Rating: R (for language and sexual abuse)
Disclaimers: I don't own Buffy the Vampire Slayer.(I really hope that you
already knew that. Otherwise consider lobotomy) I do, however, own the
characters I made up. Duh. If you steal them, I will find out, and I will
hunt you down and hurt you very, very badly. Okay? Okay.
Authors note: This takes place in the late 3rd season, after Angel comes
back and Faith leaves, but before the mayors attempted Ascention. Onto the
fic..
Ah, night in Sunnydale. Had it been only 6 months ago Oz had thought it peaceful and serene? Hah. The night was dark and clear as Devon and Oz, Willow sitting slurping a soda sitting nearby, loaded their band equipment into the '87 Econoline van.
As the short red head heaved a particularly hefty amplifier into the van, he listened to the sounds of the night. Crickets chirping, wind blowing against the leaves, girls screaming.
Devon froze as the scream echoed through the night, and almost dropped the microphone stand. Oz also froze, but his grip on the handle of the amplifer tightened.
"Oz, wh-what was that?" Willow asked nervously.
"I don't know."
"I think it came from over there." Devon said pointing to a street winding around a brick building.
The two young men exchanged a glance, half-threw the eqiupment into the back of the van, then crept along towards the place where the scream had come from. Willow walked slowly behind them, careful not to let her heels clack too loudly on the pavement.
As the three turned the corner, adrenaline pumping, they saw a girl lying in the middle of the street, twitching and rolling around.
The older man thrust into the girl below him. She was clearly deep in a mind-bending orgasm. Her mouth opened in a silent scream as he peaked. Then a figure appears in the doorway. He has no eyes, but X-shaped incisions where they should be. Then darkness. A hospital hallway appears, with a young blonde girl in a pink super-hero outfit walking down it. A nurse comes out of the room and tells the little girl that her cousin is dead. The little girl falls down and starts to sob.
"Buffy? Buffy!" A voice calls her out of the hellish nightmare.
Oz stood over her, a look of concern in his green-blue eyes.
"O-o-"Buffy tried to speak, but choked on something coming up her throat. The concerned look in Oz's eyes quickly turned to alarm when he saw the evil-looking mist rising out of her body. Willow rushed forward to help- to do anything at all.
Oz backed away as quickly as he could, trying to shield Willow. The mist was upon the couple in seconds, though it seemed like an eternity to all present. Oz and Willow started to choke and Oz struggled to get Willow out. Then they both fell limply into the street.
Ah, night in Sunnydale. Had it been only 6 months ago Oz had thought it peaceful and serene? Hah. The night was dark and clear as Devon and Oz, Willow sitting slurping a soda sitting nearby, loaded their band equipment into the '87 Econoline van.
As the short red head heaved a particularly hefty amplifier into the van, he listened to the sounds of the night. Crickets chirping, wind blowing against the leaves, girls screaming.
Devon froze as the scream echoed through the night, and almost dropped the microphone stand. Oz also froze, but his grip on the handle of the amplifer tightened.
"Oz, wh-what was that?" Willow asked nervously.
"I don't know."
"I think it came from over there." Devon said pointing to a street winding around a brick building.
The two young men exchanged a glance, half-threw the eqiupment into the back of the van, then crept along towards the place where the scream had come from. Willow walked slowly behind them, careful not to let her heels clack too loudly on the pavement.
As the three turned the corner, adrenaline pumping, they saw a girl lying in the middle of the street, twitching and rolling around.
The older man thrust into the girl below him. She was clearly deep in a mind-bending orgasm. Her mouth opened in a silent scream as he peaked. Then a figure appears in the doorway. He has no eyes, but X-shaped incisions where they should be. Then darkness. A hospital hallway appears, with a young blonde girl in a pink super-hero outfit walking down it. A nurse comes out of the room and tells the little girl that her cousin is dead. The little girl falls down and starts to sob.
"Buffy? Buffy!" A voice calls her out of the hellish nightmare.
Oz stood over her, a look of concern in his green-blue eyes.
"O-o-"Buffy tried to speak, but choked on something coming up her throat. The concerned look in Oz's eyes quickly turned to alarm when he saw the evil-looking mist rising out of her body. Willow rushed forward to help- to do anything at all.
Oz backed away as quickly as he could, trying to shield Willow. The mist was upon the couple in seconds, though it seemed like an eternity to all present. Oz and Willow started to choke and Oz struggled to get Willow out. Then they both fell limply into the street.