TITLE: Behemoth
AUTHOR: Wiccan-chick
RATING: PG13 for language...if i use language...don't know yet...:-)
DISTRIBUTION: email me if you want it.
DISCLAIMER: You KNOW I don't own the characters, and that Joss Whedon does, but it has to be said.
FEEDBACK: please!!! be as harsh as you want...i'm into honesty.
SUMMARY: new demon...don't know what else to say...
ALSO: http://dontyson.tripod.com/behemoth.html is where I got the basic info on Behemoth from if you're interested. Ugly bastard, ain't he ;-)
"Calm as a Buddhist. That's it." said Xander, finally talking at a normal speed.
"I get it, Xand." Buffy turned to Giles, "So, how do I defeat it?"
"Well, we haven't quite come across the details on how to defeat Behemoth as yet, but I'm sure it's only a matter of time."
"In other words, it's time to research?" asked Xander, sitting down.
"Yes, quite right. Buffy, are you going to patrol tonight?"
"Yep. Told Angel I'd meet him at the mansion in a half-hour."
"You and Deadboy are patrolling together tonight?" Xander looked up curiously. "I thought you guys weren't talking..."
"Well we weren't, but we sorted it out." Buffy smiled at Xander mischeviously.
"Don't tell me." Xander said, with a look of distaste on his face.
"Shit, Xander, it's not like that. I don't want a soul-less Angel on my hands again..." Buffy scowled at Xander.
"Okay, okay."
Buffy stood up and grabbed her bag. She turned to Giles, "We'll talk in the morning."
"Call me immediately if you see Behemoth."
"I will." Buffy said to Giles. "See you guys at the Bronze?" asked Buffy, turning to Willow and Xander.
"Maybe. Bye Buff," said Xander.
"Bye guys."
"Be careful!" Willow called.
~*~*~*~
Buffy stood perched on top of a gravestone behind an unsuspecting vamp who was slowly rising from a freshly covered grave. She stifled a yawn. Couldn't vamps be quicker? She was still hoping to make it to the Bronze. And, would it kill them to deoderise? Eventually, the confused and stinky vamp stood up straight. This was what she'd been waiting for. She pounced, kicking Stinky in the back and landed steadily over the grave. Stinky slowly laboured his way around to face Buffy, who immediately punched him. He fell, still a little dazed about rising. Buffy pulled a stake from her pocket and dusted Stinky. He turned into a pile of dirt beneath her.
"How many is that?" she asked Angel, who was leaning against a tree.
"Five? Six? I've lost count."
"Well, for the sake of my nasal well-being, I hope the rest don't smell that bad." Angel raised his eyebrows in confusion.
"He smelt. Real bad. Like a gym sock left in your locker for too many months. Like a..."
"I get the picture, Buffy."
"Thankyou for shutting me up."
"You're welcome," Angel said, as Buffy made her way over to him. She slipped her hand into his, and they continued walking through the cemetery, only one of many in Sunnydale.
They hadn't been walking for five minutes when Spike jumped out from behind a crypt.
Buffy spotted him first and rolled her eyes. "Piss off, Spike."
"Look, Slayer, I came to talk to you."
Buffy looked at Angel who raised an eyebrow at her and shrugged. "What do you want Spike?"
"Don't get temperamental, Slayer. I have information for you."
"About?"
"I need a little talking money first."
Buffy walked up and punched him. "There's your talking money. Now, talk."
"Bleedin' hell, Slayer, I was joking. Anyway, as I was saying, I have some information for you about a new demon in town. Ugly bastard he is too."
Buffy held up her fist.
"Okay, okay. His name is Behemoth. Looks like a cross breed of an elephant and a forty-year old man. He is a cross-breed, now I come to think of it..."
"I know that much. Why is he here?"
"Why do all the demons come here? For your blood, and of course, the Hellmouth is a tourist attraction of sorts for demons..."
"So, he wants to kill me. Big deal. Every demon I have met has had that desire at one time or another." Buffy cut off Spike before he could start rattling on again.
"Including lover-boy here, if I remember rightly."
Buffy bristled. "If that's all, leave now Spike, before I turn you into dust."
"Calm down, Slayer. Give me a chance, would you?" Spike lit a cigarette. He took a drag, "Ahem. So, word is that you need some spell of some sort to get rid of the half-cast bastard, along with the normal slayage."
"Is that it?"
Spike thought for a minute. "Yep. Well, I best be off. People to kill." He started walking off.
"Wait." Buffy said.
"Shit." Spike muttered. "What?"
"Why did you tell me all this?"
"Oh, I don't like the bloke. He owes me seven hundred pounds. Now, if you will excuse me, Dru's waiting."
Spike disappeared into the darkness. Buffy shook her head in disbelief. "He really needs to be neutered."
AUTHOR: Wiccan-chick
RATING: PG13 for language...if i use language...don't know yet...:-)
DISTRIBUTION: email me if you want it.
DISCLAIMER: You KNOW I don't own the characters, and that Joss Whedon does, but it has to be said.
FEEDBACK: please!!! be as harsh as you want...i'm into honesty.
SUMMARY: new demon...don't know what else to say...
ALSO: http://dontyson.tripod.com/behemoth.html is where I got the basic info on Behemoth from if you're interested. Ugly bastard, ain't he ;-)
"Calm as a Buddhist. That's it." said Xander, finally talking at a normal speed.
"I get it, Xand." Buffy turned to Giles, "So, how do I defeat it?"
"Well, we haven't quite come across the details on how to defeat Behemoth as yet, but I'm sure it's only a matter of time."
"In other words, it's time to research?" asked Xander, sitting down.
"Yes, quite right. Buffy, are you going to patrol tonight?"
"Yep. Told Angel I'd meet him at the mansion in a half-hour."
"You and Deadboy are patrolling together tonight?" Xander looked up curiously. "I thought you guys weren't talking..."
"Well we weren't, but we sorted it out." Buffy smiled at Xander mischeviously.
"Don't tell me." Xander said, with a look of distaste on his face.
"Shit, Xander, it's not like that. I don't want a soul-less Angel on my hands again..." Buffy scowled at Xander.
"Okay, okay."
Buffy stood up and grabbed her bag. She turned to Giles, "We'll talk in the morning."
"Call me immediately if you see Behemoth."
"I will." Buffy said to Giles. "See you guys at the Bronze?" asked Buffy, turning to Willow and Xander.
"Maybe. Bye Buff," said Xander.
"Bye guys."
"Be careful!" Willow called.
~*~*~*~
Buffy stood perched on top of a gravestone behind an unsuspecting vamp who was slowly rising from a freshly covered grave. She stifled a yawn. Couldn't vamps be quicker? She was still hoping to make it to the Bronze. And, would it kill them to deoderise? Eventually, the confused and stinky vamp stood up straight. This was what she'd been waiting for. She pounced, kicking Stinky in the back and landed steadily over the grave. Stinky slowly laboured his way around to face Buffy, who immediately punched him. He fell, still a little dazed about rising. Buffy pulled a stake from her pocket and dusted Stinky. He turned into a pile of dirt beneath her.
"How many is that?" she asked Angel, who was leaning against a tree.
"Five? Six? I've lost count."
"Well, for the sake of my nasal well-being, I hope the rest don't smell that bad." Angel raised his eyebrows in confusion.
"He smelt. Real bad. Like a gym sock left in your locker for too many months. Like a..."
"I get the picture, Buffy."
"Thankyou for shutting me up."
"You're welcome," Angel said, as Buffy made her way over to him. She slipped her hand into his, and they continued walking through the cemetery, only one of many in Sunnydale.
They hadn't been walking for five minutes when Spike jumped out from behind a crypt.
Buffy spotted him first and rolled her eyes. "Piss off, Spike."
"Look, Slayer, I came to talk to you."
Buffy looked at Angel who raised an eyebrow at her and shrugged. "What do you want Spike?"
"Don't get temperamental, Slayer. I have information for you."
"About?"
"I need a little talking money first."
Buffy walked up and punched him. "There's your talking money. Now, talk."
"Bleedin' hell, Slayer, I was joking. Anyway, as I was saying, I have some information for you about a new demon in town. Ugly bastard he is too."
Buffy held up her fist.
"Okay, okay. His name is Behemoth. Looks like a cross breed of an elephant and a forty-year old man. He is a cross-breed, now I come to think of it..."
"I know that much. Why is he here?"
"Why do all the demons come here? For your blood, and of course, the Hellmouth is a tourist attraction of sorts for demons..."
"So, he wants to kill me. Big deal. Every demon I have met has had that desire at one time or another." Buffy cut off Spike before he could start rattling on again.
"Including lover-boy here, if I remember rightly."
Buffy bristled. "If that's all, leave now Spike, before I turn you into dust."
"Calm down, Slayer. Give me a chance, would you?" Spike lit a cigarette. He took a drag, "Ahem. So, word is that you need some spell of some sort to get rid of the half-cast bastard, along with the normal slayage."
"Is that it?"
Spike thought for a minute. "Yep. Well, I best be off. People to kill." He started walking off.
"Wait." Buffy said.
"Shit." Spike muttered. "What?"
"Why did you tell me all this?"
"Oh, I don't like the bloke. He owes me seven hundred pounds. Now, if you will excuse me, Dru's waiting."
Spike disappeared into the darkness. Buffy shook her head in disbelief. "He really needs to be neutered."
