"Who is it?!" a blonde figure asked a frightened minion. "Who is it?!" She punctuated each word with a punch or kick. Finally, the poor minion fell down hard on the ground. The blonde scrunched her face in disgust and crouched down to stake the creature before her eyes.
Buffy stood up and dusted her pants. She walked among the graves just like she had done the past three days. As far as she knew, her friends' murderer was still out there and she had no doubt that it was some kind of demon, probably a vampire. First, there has been Giles, than Cordelia, Angel and Xander were still missing and Faith was nowhere to be seen, just as always.
So since three days, she had been in hunting mode, beating to a pulp every demon in sight, asking to each one of them who was the murderer of her friends... with absolutly no results. It was a dead end. No one seemed to know who or what it was. But she refused to submit. She would find it and kill it... but first, she had to find a clue.
* * *
"Damn!"
Spike looked at the redhead heading his way. [Oh, she's furious!] He cringed when she kicked the wall. "What is it, pet?"
"It isn't working. The bitch is just *angry*. I want her sad, distressed, alone." She heavily sat down on the couch in front of the fireplace.
"Then, we'll just have to think of something else," Spike told his childe. He stood behind the couch and wrapped her shoulders in his arms. "Don't worry Willow. She *will* go down." He kissed her neck and walked to the stairs.
Willow turned around and looked at her sire attentively. "You've got something in mind, don't you?" When he stopped but didn't replied, she had her answer. "What is it?" she asked him. He didn't answer, just grinned. She pouted and he laughed at her expression.
"I said don't worry childe. You'll know soon enough. Now go to your room before I decide to just stay in and... *play*."
Willow jumped up and down in glee. "Oooh, lets do that!"
* * *
Buffy looked up at the night sky. The moon and the stars seemed to be laughing at her. She had lost faith in God, even in her cause. [Higher purpose my ass!] Because they had been allied with a slayer, her friends were dead or missing. She didn't know what happened to Angel or Xander, Cordelia and Giles were dead, Faith was a traitor. Sometimes, she was curious about what had happened to Willow. She had to admit that she missed the shy hacker even if *her* betrayal had caused Oz's death.
And now, there was her family.
She had learned that her father had been killed in a criminal appartment fire and her mother's body had been found next to her car in the museum parking. She was alone, she had no one left. She was lost in her pain that she didn't feel the six vampires creep up behind her to watch the final act of the prophesy.
Willow smiled as she felt the despair of the slayer. Spike's plan had been perfect. Drusilla looked so innocent in that flower dress with tresses. Joyce had ran to help the poor distressed girl attacked by a minion. As soon as she had the minion at bay, keeping him there with a cross, Drusilla had just walked behind her and snapped her neck. She didn't even had time to realize she had been played. Willow squeezed her sire's hand as a silent thanks.
Buffy opened her eyes and took a step closer to the edge of the building. She looked down at the animated street below her. [The next one will be better than me.] She took a deep breath and jumped.
* * *
A scream could be heard in the mansion and everybody froze in the lounge. They all noticed Xander trying to sneak out of the room to hide in the kitchen. Spike looked up the stairs and burst out laughing. Faith ran down the stairs, her now blond hair flowing behind her. "Spike, stop laughing! It isn't funny! I look like that stupid bimbo that I'd like to forget if possible." She looked around the room, her eyes scanning every faces, looking for someone in particular. "Where's the little cockroach that put bleach in my shampoo?"
Angelus grinned. "I think Willow's childe just sneaked up to the kitchen. Want me to help you find him?" he asked her with obviously devious reason in mind.
Faith's face lighten up. "Oh yeah! Definitly! I do need help indeed." Sire and childe ran toward the kitchen, hoping to soon find their newest lover.
Spike laughed. "If they continue to *punish* Xander like that, he'll never stop pulling those pranks at us."
"Oh really," Drusilla said, amused. "Just admit that it would be quite boring without those pranks."
"Yeah, yeah..." he replied. Spike pulled his sire closer and kissed her hard. "Love you too."
Willow grinned. "Lets just say things won't be boring in the family." She closed her eyes in obvious pleasure as Spike kissed her neck. She had all she wanted : two lovers that cherished her, a wonderful family and revenge on all those that had caused her pain.
Unlife was good.
Buffy stood up and dusted her pants. She walked among the graves just like she had done the past three days. As far as she knew, her friends' murderer was still out there and she had no doubt that it was some kind of demon, probably a vampire. First, there has been Giles, than Cordelia, Angel and Xander were still missing and Faith was nowhere to be seen, just as always.
So since three days, she had been in hunting mode, beating to a pulp every demon in sight, asking to each one of them who was the murderer of her friends... with absolutly no results. It was a dead end. No one seemed to know who or what it was. But she refused to submit. She would find it and kill it... but first, she had to find a clue.
* * *
"Damn!"
Spike looked at the redhead heading his way. [Oh, she's furious!] He cringed when she kicked the wall. "What is it, pet?"
"It isn't working. The bitch is just *angry*. I want her sad, distressed, alone." She heavily sat down on the couch in front of the fireplace.
"Then, we'll just have to think of something else," Spike told his childe. He stood behind the couch and wrapped her shoulders in his arms. "Don't worry Willow. She *will* go down." He kissed her neck and walked to the stairs.
Willow turned around and looked at her sire attentively. "You've got something in mind, don't you?" When he stopped but didn't replied, she had her answer. "What is it?" she asked him. He didn't answer, just grinned. She pouted and he laughed at her expression.
"I said don't worry childe. You'll know soon enough. Now go to your room before I decide to just stay in and... *play*."
Willow jumped up and down in glee. "Oooh, lets do that!"
* * *
Buffy looked up at the night sky. The moon and the stars seemed to be laughing at her. She had lost faith in God, even in her cause. [Higher purpose my ass!] Because they had been allied with a slayer, her friends were dead or missing. She didn't know what happened to Angel or Xander, Cordelia and Giles were dead, Faith was a traitor. Sometimes, she was curious about what had happened to Willow. She had to admit that she missed the shy hacker even if *her* betrayal had caused Oz's death.
And now, there was her family.
She had learned that her father had been killed in a criminal appartment fire and her mother's body had been found next to her car in the museum parking. She was alone, she had no one left. She was lost in her pain that she didn't feel the six vampires creep up behind her to watch the final act of the prophesy.
Willow smiled as she felt the despair of the slayer. Spike's plan had been perfect. Drusilla looked so innocent in that flower dress with tresses. Joyce had ran to help the poor distressed girl attacked by a minion. As soon as she had the minion at bay, keeping him there with a cross, Drusilla had just walked behind her and snapped her neck. She didn't even had time to realize she had been played. Willow squeezed her sire's hand as a silent thanks.
Buffy opened her eyes and took a step closer to the edge of the building. She looked down at the animated street below her. [The next one will be better than me.] She took a deep breath and jumped.
* * *
A scream could be heard in the mansion and everybody froze in the lounge. They all noticed Xander trying to sneak out of the room to hide in the kitchen. Spike looked up the stairs and burst out laughing. Faith ran down the stairs, her now blond hair flowing behind her. "Spike, stop laughing! It isn't funny! I look like that stupid bimbo that I'd like to forget if possible." She looked around the room, her eyes scanning every faces, looking for someone in particular. "Where's the little cockroach that put bleach in my shampoo?"
Angelus grinned. "I think Willow's childe just sneaked up to the kitchen. Want me to help you find him?" he asked her with obviously devious reason in mind.
Faith's face lighten up. "Oh yeah! Definitly! I do need help indeed." Sire and childe ran toward the kitchen, hoping to soon find their newest lover.
Spike laughed. "If they continue to *punish* Xander like that, he'll never stop pulling those pranks at us."
"Oh really," Drusilla said, amused. "Just admit that it would be quite boring without those pranks."
"Yeah, yeah..." he replied. Spike pulled his sire closer and kissed her hard. "Love you too."
Willow grinned. "Lets just say things won't be boring in the family." She closed her eyes in obvious pleasure as Spike kissed her neck. She had all she wanted : two lovers that cherished her, a wonderful family and revenge on all those that had caused her pain.
Unlife was good.
