Author: Innocence
Title: The Prophecy and the Yastine
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Author Notes: Thanx to everyone who reviewed. Sorry but no Buffy/Cordy, I don't do the whole slash thing with two girls who are soooo strait (sorry to disappoint). Sorry for the time it took to update, I had major writers block.
"I have more information."
"Tell me what I need to know."
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Her strength and speed, more then anything this world will ever be graced with
A power no Slayer has ever seen races through her blood in a fury
With eyes of amethyst she will be more powerful then any demon ever to walk the earth
In a blaze of violet nova she will reign supreme over the mouth of hell
A force caught between the balance of good and evil
Powerful enough to go either way and play and her part in the coming end
The Meticulaar will come
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"We must have that Slayer!!" A scaled demon hammered his armored fist on the heavy oak table causing the expensive crystal wine glasses to shake. An assortment of evil men, women, and demons clad in classy tailored suits and dresses grabbed for the tableware and held on to it.
"I understand that, sir, but we do not have enough evidence to know that she really is the Meticulaar," A snippy well-clothed women argued with him. She showed no sign of fear in the face of the monster. Her enraged face was clouded with veiled anger, but she stayed calm.
"Yes We DO," He roared throwing a pricey platter against the paneled wall. It shattered into pieces as he breathed heavily his flat nostrils steaming, almost torching a costly lamp that was hanging above the table.
"If you think we know enough, then we will move out. But are you sure Mr. Frotdff?" She looked worried. The had thought the Meticulaar had come several times and the disappointment was always devastating when Frotdff found out.
"Yes," He smiled evilly and turned to her, tracing the lines on her hand with his talons, causing her to suppress a shiver, "Move out some of our best agents and send out the prophecy to our correspondent at the Hellmouth. We need that girl on our side."
"Of course Mr. Frotdff," She snapped her fingers and sent a tiny green demon scurrying for a phone, his long droopy tail dragging as he went.
"Wonderful. The Yastine is going to rule once more," Low malevolent laughter echoed through the hall. It was going to be a good year for the Yastine. Saeriurd would be very happy.
TBC
I have decided to make it Angel/Cordy since that's my favorite shipper. And since Buffy is gonna be a big part I'm adding a boytoy for her too. It's SPIKE!!
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~*Innocence*~