This was originally an English assignment, but I got bored so I tweaked it a bit. Set in the middle of Season Six.

And do review, it'll make me feel so much better - My beta has been pretty ill, so I haven't had feedback on it yet. 

P.S. Dawn doesn't belong to me.  

Desolate

Shadows danced over concrete, and the wind held secrets lowly whispered but never caught. In the darkness, a solitary girl wandered, warily glancing up and down the lonely street. Her eyes flickered, tears brimming; she waited for someone to save her from the monsters. Nobody came. Nobody cared.

Brown tresses fell beneath her breasts. From the dusky night behind her, a pale hand emerged, followed by the rest of a man. He loomed over her, dressed all in black, blending in with the hidden misery roaming the empty road. Sharp fingernails toyed with her wispy hair, drawing it towards his body. She couldn't find enough strength to protest his violation.

Fangs sunk into muscle. Blood was spilled.

The vampire returned to his gloomy domain, a crypt of cold stone and distant iron. There he waited for his childe to rise before a harsh glare of sunlight burnt her to ash. Just as daybreak corrupted the ebony sky, she entered, beautiful as a poisoned red rose.

What shall I call you?

My name is Dawn, she responded.