Annabel stuck her head around the doorframe. "A crypt?!? That's… kinky!" She giggled, and ducked back into the bathroom. The television was on, and the Venetian blinds were closed on the single window in the room, although one could still tell it was daylight outside.
"I know…" Tabitha rolled her eyes. "It was …different." She sat cross-legged on the floor between two beds in a dark blue nightgown. She turned her attention back to the television remote, but Annabel didn't give up her teasing.
"You're all smiley. What's with that?" Annabel lay on her stomach on one of the beds. She had on light gray flannel pajamas.
"No I'm not," Tabitha insisted.
Annabel picked up a pillow and tossed it at her. "Well, for starters, you didn't chop his head off," she began. Tabitha looked embarrassed. Annabel laughed, then continued. "And you didn't sneak off on him like you usually do." She crawled down off the bed to sit across from Tabitha. "And you didn't come home till almost sunrise. You haven't done that since… since…"
"Since never?" Tabitha finished. "I know. Well, if it counts at all, I did try to sneak off, but he caught me."
Annabel grinned and shook her head. "But…" she prompted.
Tabitha laughed out loud. "I dunno! There's something about him." Annabel stared at her. "I know, it sounds cheesy. But you know what I mean? Like… like how he just came up to me when we were dancing, and shoved that kid? Now that was hilarious."
They laughed at the thought. Annabel kicked at Tabitha, an evil grin in her eyes. "So it's not just that he's good in bed?" Tabitha made a face. "Oh, excuse me," Annabel continued, sarcastically, "he's good in a crypt!" Tabitha picked up the pillow and whacked her hard.
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Vampires milled about in a large, candle-lit room. Someone entered, and the crowd parted, letting them through. It was the robed man that had been at the Bronze earlier. He stepped up to the front of the room and pulled back his hood, revealing his splotchy-looking skin and black eyes. He kneeled and bowed his head for a moment, then stood. "Everything is working out as planned," he informed in a gruff voice. "Just as you asked." He smiled.
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Now that it was daylight, the party at the Bronze was long over. There was still a body chained to the stairs and a few tossed carelessly on tables, and medics carried out a stretcher with a body bag. A few police officers stood around, but there was no witnesses to interview.
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Loud music and voices mixed together in the background. Tabitha lay unconscious in a small tent of some sort. Her hair looks much longer, with flowers woven in, and she wore a bright green dress, overall very hippie-looking. A hand, with long, dark nails, reached out and strokes her forehead gently. "She's looking, climbing…" a female voice whispered as Tabitha began to stir, "…she's coming to play with us!"
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Tabitha's eyes flashed open and she sat straight up. She realized that she was in her bed at the motel, Annabel still sound asleep. Tabitha's hands shook as she pushed the hair out of her face and glanced around the room.
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The gang had all come back to Giles' as planned, and now stood listening to the results of his research. "…there are a- also many hexes, curses, things of …of that nature," he explained, "which could account for …for why it began so …suddenly." They stared at him blankly, and he continued. "Nothing I have found, not yet… at least, is made to result in this sort of …of brash group activities, but I'm sure if we keep looking, we'll …eventually figure it out."
Xander, as usual, was the first to speak up. "So basically, you're saying it could be some weird spell, it could be the vamp family reunion, or it could just be a coincidence?"
Giles looked frustrated. "We can't know that for sure …yet- but if it is a spell, it makes one wonder why, and by whom, it is being caused." His brow creased in thought.
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The four vampires had become a team, and each night was spent terrorizing the streets of Sunnydale. Lately, Spike hadn't needed to visit the butcher shop for his meals. He just let the girls have the first bite, then there was nothing left to cause pain to his head when he finished off the meal. It was the perfect setup.
They had just finished off a couple they had found taking a romantic moonlight stroll in the park. It was interesting how hard the boy had tried to be brave in front of his girlfriend. At first, that is. Annabel found it particularly humorous how he screamed like a baby when she gnawed on his fingers with her sharp teeth.
The two girls were an excellent team. Neither one was quite all there, but together, they were unstoppable. It was easy to see how they'd made it this long. Spike thought back to when
The girls were kneeled on the ground, where they had finished off the last of the meal. Both were still in game face. Annabel studied a small stain of blood on the knee of her light-colored pants. "Damn. I just washed these." She smirked. "We have to do this more often."
Spike sat on a green wooden bench, and watched as Tabitha stepped away from the two motionless bodies. He tilted his head. "Come here, doll." She strode toward him slowly, still vamped out, licking the blood from her fingers. Her face shifted back as she sat down on his lap, and he took her hand and sucked the remaining blood off her pinky. She lifted her other hand to his neck, pushed his collar aside with her cold fingers, and softly below his jawbone, licking away the small spot of blood that accumulated.
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In another cemetery, the Scoobies fought hard against the endless attack of vampires. Xander grabbed one by the arms, and Giles staked it in the back. A second later, two more vampires rushed out from behind a tree.
Buffy kicked a vamp in the head, jumped on top of it, and dusted it. She was instantly grabbed from behind by another and flipped on her back. She looked incredulous as she jumped to her feet and poised for the attack. She rushed at her new attacker, and they rolled across the ground. Her stake rolled away and she punched the vamp in the face a few times. Suddenly it burst into a cloud of dust. Buffy sighed with relief, then saw Willow smiling down at her, holding a stake. "You okay?"
"Yep, thanks Will." Willow helped Buffy to her feet, and they took a moment to look around at the chaos. Buffy looked back at her friend. "Well, at least we're getting lots of practice!"
Another vampire ran up behind them and pushed Willow to the ground. Buffy shot her a sympathetic frown before turning to the vamp and punching it hard in the stomach.
Giles stood up in the weed patch where he had been shoved. He stared to rush back to the battle, but something caught his attention. Deep in the shadows, someone stood, watching the fight. More specifically, watching Buffy. Suddenly it turned and looked right at Giles. It's black, hollow eyes sent a cold chill through him, and he stepped backwards in surprise. The creature didn't approach him. Instead, it watched him carefully for a moment, then turned and disappeared into the night.
"I know…" Tabitha rolled her eyes. "It was …different." She sat cross-legged on the floor between two beds in a dark blue nightgown. She turned her attention back to the television remote, but Annabel didn't give up her teasing.
"You're all smiley. What's with that?" Annabel lay on her stomach on one of the beds. She had on light gray flannel pajamas.
"No I'm not," Tabitha insisted.
Annabel picked up a pillow and tossed it at her. "Well, for starters, you didn't chop his head off," she began. Tabitha looked embarrassed. Annabel laughed, then continued. "And you didn't sneak off on him like you usually do." She crawled down off the bed to sit across from Tabitha. "And you didn't come home till almost sunrise. You haven't done that since… since…"
"Since never?" Tabitha finished. "I know. Well, if it counts at all, I did try to sneak off, but he caught me."
Annabel grinned and shook her head. "But…" she prompted.
Tabitha laughed out loud. "I dunno! There's something about him." Annabel stared at her. "I know, it sounds cheesy. But you know what I mean? Like… like how he just came up to me when we were dancing, and shoved that kid? Now that was hilarious."
They laughed at the thought. Annabel kicked at Tabitha, an evil grin in her eyes. "So it's not just that he's good in bed?" Tabitha made a face. "Oh, excuse me," Annabel continued, sarcastically, "he's good in a crypt!" Tabitha picked up the pillow and whacked her hard.
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Vampires milled about in a large, candle-lit room. Someone entered, and the crowd parted, letting them through. It was the robed man that had been at the Bronze earlier. He stepped up to the front of the room and pulled back his hood, revealing his splotchy-looking skin and black eyes. He kneeled and bowed his head for a moment, then stood. "Everything is working out as planned," he informed in a gruff voice. "Just as you asked." He smiled.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Now that it was daylight, the party at the Bronze was long over. There was still a body chained to the stairs and a few tossed carelessly on tables, and medics carried out a stretcher with a body bag. A few police officers stood around, but there was no witnesses to interview.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Loud music and voices mixed together in the background. Tabitha lay unconscious in a small tent of some sort. Her hair looks much longer, with flowers woven in, and she wore a bright green dress, overall very hippie-looking. A hand, with long, dark nails, reached out and strokes her forehead gently. "She's looking, climbing…" a female voice whispered as Tabitha began to stir, "…she's coming to play with us!"
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Tabitha's eyes flashed open and she sat straight up. She realized that she was in her bed at the motel, Annabel still sound asleep. Tabitha's hands shook as she pushed the hair out of her face and glanced around the room.
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The gang had all come back to Giles' as planned, and now stood listening to the results of his research. "…there are a- also many hexes, curses, things of …of that nature," he explained, "which could account for …for why it began so …suddenly." They stared at him blankly, and he continued. "Nothing I have found, not yet… at least, is made to result in this sort of …of brash group activities, but I'm sure if we keep looking, we'll …eventually figure it out."
Xander, as usual, was the first to speak up. "So basically, you're saying it could be some weird spell, it could be the vamp family reunion, or it could just be a coincidence?"
Giles looked frustrated. "We can't know that for sure …yet- but if it is a spell, it makes one wonder why, and by whom, it is being caused." His brow creased in thought.
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The four vampires had become a team, and each night was spent terrorizing the streets of Sunnydale. Lately, Spike hadn't needed to visit the butcher shop for his meals. He just let the girls have the first bite, then there was nothing left to cause pain to his head when he finished off the meal. It was the perfect setup.
They had just finished off a couple they had found taking a romantic moonlight stroll in the park. It was interesting how hard the boy had tried to be brave in front of his girlfriend. At first, that is. Annabel found it particularly humorous how he screamed like a baby when she gnawed on his fingers with her sharp teeth.
The two girls were an excellent team. Neither one was quite all there, but together, they were unstoppable. It was easy to see how they'd made it this long. Spike thought back to when
The girls were kneeled on the ground, where they had finished off the last of the meal. Both were still in game face. Annabel studied a small stain of blood on the knee of her light-colored pants. "Damn. I just washed these." She smirked. "We have to do this more often."
Spike sat on a green wooden bench, and watched as Tabitha stepped away from the two motionless bodies. He tilted his head. "Come here, doll." She strode toward him slowly, still vamped out, licking the blood from her fingers. Her face shifted back as she sat down on his lap, and he took her hand and sucked the remaining blood off her pinky. She lifted her other hand to his neck, pushed his collar aside with her cold fingers, and softly below his jawbone, licking away the small spot of blood that accumulated.
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In another cemetery, the Scoobies fought hard against the endless attack of vampires. Xander grabbed one by the arms, and Giles staked it in the back. A second later, two more vampires rushed out from behind a tree.
Buffy kicked a vamp in the head, jumped on top of it, and dusted it. She was instantly grabbed from behind by another and flipped on her back. She looked incredulous as she jumped to her feet and poised for the attack. She rushed at her new attacker, and they rolled across the ground. Her stake rolled away and she punched the vamp in the face a few times. Suddenly it burst into a cloud of dust. Buffy sighed with relief, then saw Willow smiling down at her, holding a stake. "You okay?"
"Yep, thanks Will." Willow helped Buffy to her feet, and they took a moment to look around at the chaos. Buffy looked back at her friend. "Well, at least we're getting lots of practice!"
Another vampire ran up behind them and pushed Willow to the ground. Buffy shot her a sympathetic frown before turning to the vamp and punching it hard in the stomach.
Giles stood up in the weed patch where he had been shoved. He stared to rush back to the battle, but something caught his attention. Deep in the shadows, someone stood, watching the fight. More specifically, watching Buffy. Suddenly it turned and looked right at Giles. It's black, hollow eyes sent a cold chill through him, and he stepped backwards in surprise. The creature didn't approach him. Instead, it watched him carefully for a moment, then turned and disappeared into the night.