Darker
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Rating: R; but for now PG-13
Summary: Buffy is turned; but unlike some other fics, she doesn't have a soul. (Semi-Character death)
Spoilers: Season 7 after First Date. 'Twill turn AU (Obviously).
A/N: This is my first actual Buffy-realm fic; the others that I have done were fantasy or lists. This is also my first semi-angsty piece. I like all reviews, good and bad. Lots of love,
Andi
Prologue
This was it. Her one-way ticket to Hell. Not like she wanted to board that train, but she was too tired to do anything about it.
The fangs broke through her blemished neck. She guessed she had just had too many chances. As the blood rushed out of her jugular, she looked up into the face of her captor.
He was a young vamp; judging by the clothes he wore he looked to be no more than 20 years old.
She had to think. Get out of the vampire's death grip. But she couldn't. She was too run down, what with the First and training the endless SIT's and all. Too weak.
What irony it held, the Slayer turning into a vampire herself. The darkness around her began to consume her.
She blearily saw a slit wrist making its way to her mouth. She wasn't strong enough to fight back. She drank down the dark-red blood with a deep disgust in herself. She should have tried. Even just screamed. As she hit the ground, a broken sob from across the graveyard sounded, but she was to far gone to notice.
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A/N: I promise to update soon, as the next chapter's already done. Just tell me if you want it.
Andi
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Rating: R; but for now PG-13
Summary: Buffy is turned; but unlike some other fics, she doesn't have a soul. (Semi-Character death)
Spoilers: Season 7 after First Date. 'Twill turn AU (Obviously).
A/N: This is my first actual Buffy-realm fic; the others that I have done were fantasy or lists. This is also my first semi-angsty piece. I like all reviews, good and bad. Lots of love,
Andi
Prologue
This was it. Her one-way ticket to Hell. Not like she wanted to board that train, but she was too tired to do anything about it.
The fangs broke through her blemished neck. She guessed she had just had too many chances. As the blood rushed out of her jugular, she looked up into the face of her captor.
He was a young vamp; judging by the clothes he wore he looked to be no more than 20 years old.
She had to think. Get out of the vampire's death grip. But she couldn't. She was too run down, what with the First and training the endless SIT's and all. Too weak.
What irony it held, the Slayer turning into a vampire herself. The darkness around her began to consume her.
She blearily saw a slit wrist making its way to her mouth. She wasn't strong enough to fight back. She drank down the dark-red blood with a deep disgust in herself. She should have tried. Even just screamed. As she hit the ground, a broken sob from across the graveyard sounded, but she was to far gone to notice.
.....................................................
A/N: I promise to update soon, as the next chapter's already done. Just tell me if you want it.
Andi
