Chapter 1
She sat there laying upon the ground looking up at the horrid beast, as some of her hair fell acrossed her face partially bluring her vision, in one eye. Buffy just laid there in fright trying to regain her composure. The tall gigantic beast roared over her, drowling over it's lips, snarling it's giant jaw, as it quickly snapped at Buffy again, making her back away just a little more. It's tall form reared up, making it seem larger then it had already been, it's body covered in huge mat's of fur. It's eye's began to glow a dark green,as it glared.
The eye's glowing, this hadn't happened before. She laid there pearing into those dark eyes, fearing what would come next. Image's flashed threw her mind, of her own death. While it's large arms reached up toward the sky. As a few drops of blood fell off it's jagged claws, landing on Buffy's face. She twitched slightly, as she glance at her arm seeing the long gash, coming through her leather jacket. Almost seeing the bone, she winced in pain.
The large arms began to rush down, faster then she had ever seen anything go. Momemories of her past came rushing forth, her night with Spike in the condemed building, the thought of never seeing her sister Dawn, the magicks she'd miss Willow do or if she'd get back with Terra, Zanders wedding, and Giles... Giles one of the only father figure's she had ever known, even though he left for England she wished he were still there, even if it was to see her die once more. Just as the memories faded away from her mind a new burst of strength came forth.
Buffy felt herself rolling back on to her feet just barely being missed by the large, long armed monster, as it's head went with it's arms, keeping it's eye's on the its target, as she dodge the attack. She began to stand tall, regaining her confedence as she saw the thing hulking over, slowly bringing its head back up staring back into Buffy's eye's. She slowly brought a broken smile to her face, trying to agitate the monster.
It didn't work, it quickly threw its right arm, right toward her. She quickly ducked, coming back up, bringing around a spin kick to it's head. The thud, was a gross feeling, leaving Buffy's new lether boots, and the lower part of her dark blue jeans soaking in drowl, as her foot can down, she stood shocked. It still stood, before when she had hit this thing it had gone down at a single glance of her fist. But now it still stood, she again attack it, this time jumping forward snapping her foot into the air, knocking it's jaw shut, and pushing its head back.
The large head came back, letting out a horrific yelping noise. Buffy tilted her head over, swearing she just heard this monster laughing in a sickly way. She stepped back just a bit, trying to think of away to get rid of this thing, how could she possibly take on this thing, she could barely scratch it, let alone do anything to it, other then piss it off.
"What are you?" She asked looking puzzeled, soon the answer came in a hoarse raspy animalistic voice, "Your..., worst.., night..mare...". Buffy's eye's began to widen in the shock that it could answer, as she soon found herself being held by one of its massive arms, and pulled towards it. It just smiled wide, showing it's blood stained teeth, with its faul breath reaching up into her nose, making her gag, and gasp for fresh air, as she tried to push herself away. The voice began to talk again, "What, you don't like me?," it started to frown, "Oh.. well, I guess I'll apologies now." It suddenly paused sniffing Buffy's hair, taking in the essence and the sweet fragrance, bringing itself to a wide smile once again. As it whispered in a low voice, barely strong enough to carry any of the words it said. "I'm sorry."
It reached around with it's other great arm, wrapping her closer to him. He slowly lowered his head, resting it atop of Buffy's. She tried to struggle, but the harder she tried the harder it became as it's strength increased, even beyond that of her own. Buffy reached down deep for all the strength she could, but nothing. Then some other feeling came, she tried to resist it, but she couldn't help it, the fear, the fear began to engulf her. Then with a slight panic she loosened the grip of the hulking monster, just enough to get one arm free. She pulled her arm back reaching back for all the power she could, as in an instant she felt the brunt of her hand knocking against the side of the monsters head. Its grip loosened a little more, just enough to get free, as she fell to the ground, landing on her backside. But before she could make a move, it was already on top of her breathing its awful air back into her lungs. She could feel the things chest right on top of hers, pushing against her own, making it harder to breath.
The beast could feel her body, and her fear more then ever. It was time, time to leave his his seed, then leave to find his next victim. It grabed one her arm's in each hand, forcing them to meet above her head, then leaving them both of hers in his one powerful hand, grabbing her with more strength then it had done before, twisting both of Buffy's arm, hurting her, straining the muscle and tendints. As it brought it's other arm down to her side, it pressed it's hand against one of her breast. The monster became, more animalistic, and calmer all at once.
She finally realized why this horrid thing was so persistant, it wasn't here to kill her, it was here for something else, something worst. All the fear she had ever known before disapeared as a new version of it took it's place, it was here to take her for its own. She began to scream, calling out for help, this was one of things she feared most, being taken by the things she hated most, her scream soon became overwhelming panic, as the beast reached one of it's long claw up over her breast.
The monster couldn't wait, she was primed for what he had in mind, and by the time he was done she would only remember the pain, and be to affraid to remember what brought it about. It began to drool a little more then it had from normal, some of the saliva fell from its mouth, landing on the side of Buffy's face. It lowered it's claw digging it under her shirt and bra, it pushed the claw down, feeling the middle of the chest and the tight stomach. The beast just became more lustful, with desire, as it ripped it's claw from her, letting loose her bosom. The beast just stared for a moment, watching them as they went up and down with her heavy breathing.
Buffy's panic, turned to crying and begging, she just shoke her head wanting to be let loose from the grip of this thing, this monster. She felt herself being exposed, her flesh feeling the cold air as it swept over her flesh, causing her muscle's to tighten. Her begging wasn't be heard, as much as she wished it to be, the monster no longer looked at her face or heard a word she said. She began to kick hoping it would only bring some time before it would begin to touch her, to violate her.
Her skin was a milky white, the Beast stared just a little more, watching the middle of her chest, then slowly moving its eye's other, looking at her breast, until it came upon the center, focusing on a pale pink round, stiffening do to the cold air, but it didn't matter to it. Like magnets its tounge was drawn to her breast, the tounge thined out, and gently touch her nipple, licking it up, down, over, and anyother way it could think of. Buffy's begging began to pause as she watch it for a moment in terror.
Her fear was boiling out every pore in her body, the begging might have stopped, but the screaming began to happen again. Buffy felt a new strength growing, something she had never felt, as she lifted her knee, with tremendous force, landing it right into the mid-section of the horrible thing. It jumped it agony feeling the full force of the pain shooting through its body, as it slowly rolled off her, rolling into a ball, a very large ball, but a ball. It was her chance, she lept to her feet, just barely keeping her balance. Then quickly broke into a run, not really knowing in which way, but just away, that was all that mattered, she tried as best she could to cover her chest, but it didn't do much to cover her semi-topless body, do to the fact that the front of her shirt, and was left behind.
Her pulse started to race faster and faster and faster, she knew it was following her. She knew it was faster, but she had to find a way to get away. She didn't get to think much before she found herself falling forward, to the ground. The monster had pushed her hard, she instinctively put her hands out to catch herself, but before she could land on the cement ground, her jacket was pulled back, with such force she got wiplash. The beast had her again, but this time it wasn't going to go slow, it wanted this more then anything. It began to rip apart her clothes, tearing her leather jacket to shreds, but leaving what was left of her shirt, as it found it arousing. The monster left a few gashes on her arms and back, but before Buffy could feel the overwhelming pain it left there, it bagen to proceed with her pants. It wasn't hard for the beast to rip them, the sound of every thread could be heard in the mind of Buffy as they broke. A small slash was left on her right thigh when it finish, then quickly turning Buffy around to face it.
Buffy was cover in sweat, it streamed off her face making what was left of her white shirt transparent, see through. Her face paled as she became sick to her stomach, she wasn't going to vomit, but something painful was brewing there.
The beast finally ready, pushed her hard to the ground making sure she laid down this time, with her back to the ground. Her head hit the ground hard, to hard in fact, as she became a little delirious. But she thought the less she remembered the better it would be for her later. The Beast began to finish what it had started earilier, waving it's tounge over Buffy's chest again, it could feel her cold skin, and how the warmth of her own body was leaving slowly. Buffy laid still not able to move, her head slowly jerked for left to right, as if she were having a nightmare. The large head, with it's toxic green eye's began to glow again, its hands quickly moved all over her body, feeling as much as it could. Memorizing her body, as it slowly made it's way down.
The beast felt himself growing, he had never been turned on this way by any women. But this one, she was strong, stronger then any he had ever had before, in its own thoughts, this was more to him then any he ever had before, their spawn would be strong, as strong as he. Before it went past her navel, it look up to the moon, and began to howl. The howl was so load that near by glass shattered breaking into tiny peice's. As the beast lowered its head, it said, "I will remember this longer then any other I've had before." It finished leaning over to kiss her forehead, then returned to were he left. It began to lick the inside of her leg, spreading both of them away from one another, revealing what it wanted so much. It stared for a moment, licking it's lips. It brought himself back up, and began to guide himself toward his prize. The Monster consintrated so hard on her, but before he could penetrate, a voice rang through its ear.
"I don't think so, you sick BASTARD!" A shadowy figure finished with a scream, a scream that could wake the dead, the figure was taller then most, and was definately a man. The monster's jaw just droped in shock. Even the barely coherent Buffy saw the shadow before, before he erupted. An eruption from the man's body came forth all around, like fire with lighting swirling around in it, the man still could be seen through it. The Monster stood up in extreme terror, as it turned to run, thats when it happened. The eruption fired forward, streaming across the top of Buffy, just inch's away from hitting her as it went by, the heat it gave off as it passed her, was like that of moltent lava, hotter then anything she could imagian. As the end of it finally passed her, Buffy looked up toward it's direction using all her strength.
The Blast scared her, as it hit its mark. The monster raged in agonizing pain, burning in a weird inferno that didn't stop, until there was nothing left. No monster, no nothing. Buffy soon found herself rearing her head back as best she could, it was painful to do, but, curiosity won out, as she watch the figure fall to his knee, and asking one question. "Are you okay?" He said in a simpathatic manner, but, before she could answer, her mind went blank as with her vision, she was asleep.
She sat there laying upon the ground looking up at the horrid beast, as some of her hair fell acrossed her face partially bluring her vision, in one eye. Buffy just laid there in fright trying to regain her composure. The tall gigantic beast roared over her, drowling over it's lips, snarling it's giant jaw, as it quickly snapped at Buffy again, making her back away just a little more. It's tall form reared up, making it seem larger then it had already been, it's body covered in huge mat's of fur. It's eye's began to glow a dark green,as it glared.
The eye's glowing, this hadn't happened before. She laid there pearing into those dark eyes, fearing what would come next. Image's flashed threw her mind, of her own death. While it's large arms reached up toward the sky. As a few drops of blood fell off it's jagged claws, landing on Buffy's face. She twitched slightly, as she glance at her arm seeing the long gash, coming through her leather jacket. Almost seeing the bone, she winced in pain.
The large arms began to rush down, faster then she had ever seen anything go. Momemories of her past came rushing forth, her night with Spike in the condemed building, the thought of never seeing her sister Dawn, the magicks she'd miss Willow do or if she'd get back with Terra, Zanders wedding, and Giles... Giles one of the only father figure's she had ever known, even though he left for England she wished he were still there, even if it was to see her die once more. Just as the memories faded away from her mind a new burst of strength came forth.
Buffy felt herself rolling back on to her feet just barely being missed by the large, long armed monster, as it's head went with it's arms, keeping it's eye's on the its target, as she dodge the attack. She began to stand tall, regaining her confedence as she saw the thing hulking over, slowly bringing its head back up staring back into Buffy's eye's. She slowly brought a broken smile to her face, trying to agitate the monster.
It didn't work, it quickly threw its right arm, right toward her. She quickly ducked, coming back up, bringing around a spin kick to it's head. The thud, was a gross feeling, leaving Buffy's new lether boots, and the lower part of her dark blue jeans soaking in drowl, as her foot can down, she stood shocked. It still stood, before when she had hit this thing it had gone down at a single glance of her fist. But now it still stood, she again attack it, this time jumping forward snapping her foot into the air, knocking it's jaw shut, and pushing its head back.
The large head came back, letting out a horrific yelping noise. Buffy tilted her head over, swearing she just heard this monster laughing in a sickly way. She stepped back just a bit, trying to think of away to get rid of this thing, how could she possibly take on this thing, she could barely scratch it, let alone do anything to it, other then piss it off.
"What are you?" She asked looking puzzeled, soon the answer came in a hoarse raspy animalistic voice, "Your..., worst.., night..mare...". Buffy's eye's began to widen in the shock that it could answer, as she soon found herself being held by one of its massive arms, and pulled towards it. It just smiled wide, showing it's blood stained teeth, with its faul breath reaching up into her nose, making her gag, and gasp for fresh air, as she tried to push herself away. The voice began to talk again, "What, you don't like me?," it started to frown, "Oh.. well, I guess I'll apologies now." It suddenly paused sniffing Buffy's hair, taking in the essence and the sweet fragrance, bringing itself to a wide smile once again. As it whispered in a low voice, barely strong enough to carry any of the words it said. "I'm sorry."
It reached around with it's other great arm, wrapping her closer to him. He slowly lowered his head, resting it atop of Buffy's. She tried to struggle, but the harder she tried the harder it became as it's strength increased, even beyond that of her own. Buffy reached down deep for all the strength she could, but nothing. Then some other feeling came, she tried to resist it, but she couldn't help it, the fear, the fear began to engulf her. Then with a slight panic she loosened the grip of the hulking monster, just enough to get one arm free. She pulled her arm back reaching back for all the power she could, as in an instant she felt the brunt of her hand knocking against the side of the monsters head. Its grip loosened a little more, just enough to get free, as she fell to the ground, landing on her backside. But before she could make a move, it was already on top of her breathing its awful air back into her lungs. She could feel the things chest right on top of hers, pushing against her own, making it harder to breath.
The beast could feel her body, and her fear more then ever. It was time, time to leave his his seed, then leave to find his next victim. It grabed one her arm's in each hand, forcing them to meet above her head, then leaving them both of hers in his one powerful hand, grabbing her with more strength then it had done before, twisting both of Buffy's arm, hurting her, straining the muscle and tendints. As it brought it's other arm down to her side, it pressed it's hand against one of her breast. The monster became, more animalistic, and calmer all at once.
She finally realized why this horrid thing was so persistant, it wasn't here to kill her, it was here for something else, something worst. All the fear she had ever known before disapeared as a new version of it took it's place, it was here to take her for its own. She began to scream, calling out for help, this was one of things she feared most, being taken by the things she hated most, her scream soon became overwhelming panic, as the beast reached one of it's long claw up over her breast.
The monster couldn't wait, she was primed for what he had in mind, and by the time he was done she would only remember the pain, and be to affraid to remember what brought it about. It began to drool a little more then it had from normal, some of the saliva fell from its mouth, landing on the side of Buffy's face. It lowered it's claw digging it under her shirt and bra, it pushed the claw down, feeling the middle of the chest and the tight stomach. The beast just became more lustful, with desire, as it ripped it's claw from her, letting loose her bosom. The beast just stared for a moment, watching them as they went up and down with her heavy breathing.
Buffy's panic, turned to crying and begging, she just shoke her head wanting to be let loose from the grip of this thing, this monster. She felt herself being exposed, her flesh feeling the cold air as it swept over her flesh, causing her muscle's to tighten. Her begging wasn't be heard, as much as she wished it to be, the monster no longer looked at her face or heard a word she said. She began to kick hoping it would only bring some time before it would begin to touch her, to violate her.
Her skin was a milky white, the Beast stared just a little more, watching the middle of her chest, then slowly moving its eye's other, looking at her breast, until it came upon the center, focusing on a pale pink round, stiffening do to the cold air, but it didn't matter to it. Like magnets its tounge was drawn to her breast, the tounge thined out, and gently touch her nipple, licking it up, down, over, and anyother way it could think of. Buffy's begging began to pause as she watch it for a moment in terror.
Her fear was boiling out every pore in her body, the begging might have stopped, but the screaming began to happen again. Buffy felt a new strength growing, something she had never felt, as she lifted her knee, with tremendous force, landing it right into the mid-section of the horrible thing. It jumped it agony feeling the full force of the pain shooting through its body, as it slowly rolled off her, rolling into a ball, a very large ball, but a ball. It was her chance, she lept to her feet, just barely keeping her balance. Then quickly broke into a run, not really knowing in which way, but just away, that was all that mattered, she tried as best she could to cover her chest, but it didn't do much to cover her semi-topless body, do to the fact that the front of her shirt, and was left behind.
Her pulse started to race faster and faster and faster, she knew it was following her. She knew it was faster, but she had to find a way to get away. She didn't get to think much before she found herself falling forward, to the ground. The monster had pushed her hard, she instinctively put her hands out to catch herself, but before she could land on the cement ground, her jacket was pulled back, with such force she got wiplash. The beast had her again, but this time it wasn't going to go slow, it wanted this more then anything. It began to rip apart her clothes, tearing her leather jacket to shreds, but leaving what was left of her shirt, as it found it arousing. The monster left a few gashes on her arms and back, but before Buffy could feel the overwhelming pain it left there, it bagen to proceed with her pants. It wasn't hard for the beast to rip them, the sound of every thread could be heard in the mind of Buffy as they broke. A small slash was left on her right thigh when it finish, then quickly turning Buffy around to face it.
Buffy was cover in sweat, it streamed off her face making what was left of her white shirt transparent, see through. Her face paled as she became sick to her stomach, she wasn't going to vomit, but something painful was brewing there.
The beast finally ready, pushed her hard to the ground making sure she laid down this time, with her back to the ground. Her head hit the ground hard, to hard in fact, as she became a little delirious. But she thought the less she remembered the better it would be for her later. The Beast began to finish what it had started earilier, waving it's tounge over Buffy's chest again, it could feel her cold skin, and how the warmth of her own body was leaving slowly. Buffy laid still not able to move, her head slowly jerked for left to right, as if she were having a nightmare. The large head, with it's toxic green eye's began to glow again, its hands quickly moved all over her body, feeling as much as it could. Memorizing her body, as it slowly made it's way down.
The beast felt himself growing, he had never been turned on this way by any women. But this one, she was strong, stronger then any he had ever had before, in its own thoughts, this was more to him then any he ever had before, their spawn would be strong, as strong as he. Before it went past her navel, it look up to the moon, and began to howl. The howl was so load that near by glass shattered breaking into tiny peice's. As the beast lowered its head, it said, "I will remember this longer then any other I've had before." It finished leaning over to kiss her forehead, then returned to were he left. It began to lick the inside of her leg, spreading both of them away from one another, revealing what it wanted so much. It stared for a moment, licking it's lips. It brought himself back up, and began to guide himself toward his prize. The Monster consintrated so hard on her, but before he could penetrate, a voice rang through its ear.
"I don't think so, you sick BASTARD!" A shadowy figure finished with a scream, a scream that could wake the dead, the figure was taller then most, and was definately a man. The monster's jaw just droped in shock. Even the barely coherent Buffy saw the shadow before, before he erupted. An eruption from the man's body came forth all around, like fire with lighting swirling around in it, the man still could be seen through it. The Monster stood up in extreme terror, as it turned to run, thats when it happened. The eruption fired forward, streaming across the top of Buffy, just inch's away from hitting her as it went by, the heat it gave off as it passed her, was like that of moltent lava, hotter then anything she could imagian. As the end of it finally passed her, Buffy looked up toward it's direction using all her strength.
The Blast scared her, as it hit its mark. The monster raged in agonizing pain, burning in a weird inferno that didn't stop, until there was nothing left. No monster, no nothing. Buffy soon found herself rearing her head back as best she could, it was painful to do, but, curiosity won out, as she watch the figure fall to his knee, and asking one question. "Are you okay?" He said in a simpathatic manner, but, before she could answer, her mind went blank as with her vision, she was asleep.
