Disclaimer: I do not own any characters that come from the shows "Buffy" or
"Angel", I do, however, own Dulce, and any other new characters. I also own
the story plot. This is all original work, and I want to thank Joss, and
everyone at Mutant Enemy for inspiring it. On with the show....
"Revelations of A Teenage Slayer" By Stephanie aka WickedWillow1
In every generation, a slayer is born. She is the chosen one, created to rid the world of evil. Blah, Blah, Blah. You've heard it once; you've heard it a million times. Now days, there's millions of "chosen ones" running around, but still, for some reason, the evil manages to survive. That's where I come in. I'm the "alpha" slayer, if you will. And I, along with the people who taught me all I know, continue to try to save the world from apocalypse after apocalypse. I am Dulce, the vampire slayer.
When I look back at the person I was before this whole slayer gig, I have to admit, I miss it. I wish I could still sit around watching soaps, and eating popcorn, instead of spending my night in cemeteries, either kicking ass, or getting my ass kicked. It's not all bad though, I guess. I mean, saving someone's life is pretty good on the ego. I can't say I don't love what I do.
Basically, this is my story. I can't say it will make you laugh or cry, and I really don't know if it will touch your heart, or teach you a valuable lesson or anything like that. It's a no bull, non-sugarcoated look at what it's like to be a slayer, and I find it pretty darn interesting. Hopefully you will too.
A/N: Please review! I really like the idea I have for this story, and make sure you review if you want to see another chapter! Oh and btw, Dulce is pronounced "Dul-cee". Thank you for reading the intro. Hope you enjoyed it!
"Revelations of A Teenage Slayer" By Stephanie aka WickedWillow1
In every generation, a slayer is born. She is the chosen one, created to rid the world of evil. Blah, Blah, Blah. You've heard it once; you've heard it a million times. Now days, there's millions of "chosen ones" running around, but still, for some reason, the evil manages to survive. That's where I come in. I'm the "alpha" slayer, if you will. And I, along with the people who taught me all I know, continue to try to save the world from apocalypse after apocalypse. I am Dulce, the vampire slayer.
When I look back at the person I was before this whole slayer gig, I have to admit, I miss it. I wish I could still sit around watching soaps, and eating popcorn, instead of spending my night in cemeteries, either kicking ass, or getting my ass kicked. It's not all bad though, I guess. I mean, saving someone's life is pretty good on the ego. I can't say I don't love what I do.
Basically, this is my story. I can't say it will make you laugh or cry, and I really don't know if it will touch your heart, or teach you a valuable lesson or anything like that. It's a no bull, non-sugarcoated look at what it's like to be a slayer, and I find it pretty darn interesting. Hopefully you will too.
A/N: Please review! I really like the idea I have for this story, and make sure you review if you want to see another chapter! Oh and btw, Dulce is pronounced "Dul-cee". Thank you for reading the intro. Hope you enjoyed it!