Chapter 5
Spike was gone and Buffy was hungry. She was so hungry she thought she could eat a super large pan supreme pizza. Dipped in blood. Wait. What? Where did that thought come from?
Buffy didn't have time to consider her thoughts. Suddenly she realized that she heard something nearby. Thud, thud, thud. Buh bum buh bum. Like a drum. The sound was making her mouth water for some reason.
Buffy found that she wasn't as weak as she thought. She got up and walked toward the sound. It got louder. Buh bum buh bum. Now, there were more sounds like it. More drums, and they were all being played. She got outside. It was night, and she looked up. She could see the stars brighter than she had ever seen them before. The night sky seemed to be alive.
She turned towards the drums. She saw a man walking behind a little old lady. The man looked shifty. He was eyeing the old woman's purse like he was going to steal it.
Buffy watched in horror as the man pulled the old woman into an alley. Buffy ran over to the dark alley.
"What are you doing, young man?" the old woman said.
"Hand over your money lady, and I won't hurt you," he said evily. Then he pulled out a shiny knife. "At least not too badly."
"Hey!" Buffy said. "Why don't you pick on someone your own size?"
The criminal looked at Buffy, then looked behind her. "Well, where are they?"
"Huh?" Buffy said. She was starting to get hungry again.
"The person who's my own size, where are they?" the mean, evil man said.
"Shut up, asshole," Buffy snarled, then morphed into game face without knowing it. The man screamed like a little girl.
"Run," Buffy said to the little old lady, and the woman ran away with her money still safe.
"Why am I so hungry?" Buffy asked no one in particular. "And why does your neck look like it would make a nice snack?"
The man began backing away, but found his back to the wall and no way to escape.
"I'm hungry," Buffy said. "And it seems like you'd taste pretty good."
The man screamed when Buffy bit him, but his screams soon died off as Buffy drank the life out of him.
Buffy had never felt such a rush as she guzzled the evil man's blood. It wasn't nasty like she would have thought. Instead, it tasted good! Like coca cola! Only not too bubbly that you can't drink it fast. It was smooth and hot and she felt it run down her neck and soak into her shirt. She was a little messy with it, but it was just so good! Like icecream and chocolate and lazagna all mixed together! Only not gross like that would be in real life.
She stopped drinking when the man's heart stopped pumping the blood out of his torn artery. She stood up straight and licked her lips. She wanted more.
TBC
Spike was gone and Buffy was hungry. She was so hungry she thought she could eat a super large pan supreme pizza. Dipped in blood. Wait. What? Where did that thought come from?
Buffy didn't have time to consider her thoughts. Suddenly she realized that she heard something nearby. Thud, thud, thud. Buh bum buh bum. Like a drum. The sound was making her mouth water for some reason.
Buffy found that she wasn't as weak as she thought. She got up and walked toward the sound. It got louder. Buh bum buh bum. Now, there were more sounds like it. More drums, and they were all being played. She got outside. It was night, and she looked up. She could see the stars brighter than she had ever seen them before. The night sky seemed to be alive.
She turned towards the drums. She saw a man walking behind a little old lady. The man looked shifty. He was eyeing the old woman's purse like he was going to steal it.
Buffy watched in horror as the man pulled the old woman into an alley. Buffy ran over to the dark alley.
"What are you doing, young man?" the old woman said.
"Hand over your money lady, and I won't hurt you," he said evily. Then he pulled out a shiny knife. "At least not too badly."
"Hey!" Buffy said. "Why don't you pick on someone your own size?"
The criminal looked at Buffy, then looked behind her. "Well, where are they?"
"Huh?" Buffy said. She was starting to get hungry again.
"The person who's my own size, where are they?" the mean, evil man said.
"Shut up, asshole," Buffy snarled, then morphed into game face without knowing it. The man screamed like a little girl.
"Run," Buffy said to the little old lady, and the woman ran away with her money still safe.
"Why am I so hungry?" Buffy asked no one in particular. "And why does your neck look like it would make a nice snack?"
The man began backing away, but found his back to the wall and no way to escape.
"I'm hungry," Buffy said. "And it seems like you'd taste pretty good."
The man screamed when Buffy bit him, but his screams soon died off as Buffy drank the life out of him.
Buffy had never felt such a rush as she guzzled the evil man's blood. It wasn't nasty like she would have thought. Instead, it tasted good! Like coca cola! Only not too bubbly that you can't drink it fast. It was smooth and hot and she felt it run down her neck and soak into her shirt. She was a little messy with it, but it was just so good! Like icecream and chocolate and lazagna all mixed together! Only not gross like that would be in real life.
She stopped drinking when the man's heart stopped pumping the blood out of his torn artery. She stood up straight and licked her lips. She wanted more.
TBC