**So sorry, this it going to be short, but I just don't when I'll be able
to update again. I have obtained a lot of school projects so I hope to get
the next chapter out very soon, but there're no guarantees. So, here you
go.
Anya sat up backing away from the creature, she didn't know where she was or how she got there. She finally focused in on her surroundings, "D'Hoffryn?" she choked.
"Yes my dear, how are you feeling? A splitting headache I presume?" D'Hoffryn chuckled.
Anya looked down at her countless bruises and gnashes that covered her body, "I feel like I've been split down the center now that you mention it".
D'Hoffryn offered his hand to help her up. She took it and brushed herself off as she stood.
She looked up at the rubble around her and everything came back to her in full force color. The destruction of Sunnydale became so vivid in her mind, the whole day's events came in flashes ending with her own death. "Oh my God," she whispered horrified. She slumped back down to the ground. "What am I doing here," she asked in a trembling voice.
"Well let me be honest with you Anyanka, I just couldn't let a person with such extraordinary talent die like a dog in a battle that wasn't theirs. No matter how stupid they are".
"It was mine," she looked up at him, "I was a part of that team and-- "
He cut her off, "They would do the same for you?" his voice was cold.
"Puhleeze!" he threw his arms in the air and started pacing, "Anya, they left you here, after five years of being mortal I would have thought you would have gained a bit more knowledge about the loyalty of the human race. Here's a clue, they don't have any"!
Anya straightened up, "They had to leave---" she started, sounding very sure of herself.
"Wrong, the human race are a bunch of self involved lame brains. You should expect no more from them, but I did expect a lot more from you".
Anya looked at the ground, "What do you want"?
He walked over to her and lifted her chin up to face him, "I want you to see where you really belong".
Anya shook her head away from his grasp, "What are you talking about? The last time we came face to face we didn't exactly leave on the best of terms," the anger in her voice rose as she got to her feet, "For you to just come and bestow life back into me, not that I'm not grateful, but it's just suspicious".
"Anyanka, darling," his voice was beginning to tense, "I know you know me very well, and so you must know that I don't give 2nd chances often, which would lead you to realize that you are something out of the ordinary to be getting a 3rd chance. So, my advice to you is take the ball and run with it. If you want to call it anything, you can call it a 'gift'".
Anya put her hands on her hips, "Gifts don't come with catches," her face contorted into a petrified look, "It's bunnies isn't it? I'm going to be followed by bunnies for the rest of my life, and I'm going to have little bunny babies"!
D'Hoffryn was at this point, rubbing his temples, "No my dear girl, it isn't bunnies, look I already told you want I wanted. You need to see where you really belong, you are a demon. Until you see that you were no more then a fashion trend to those humans of yours, then you will understand".
Anya backed away from him, "That isn't true, I'll prove it".
"Fine, whatever. I'm only offering the truth, whether you want to see it or not is your decision".
Anya turned and started walking away.
"Just give me a scream," he called after her. He turned in the opposite direction and disappeared among the shadows.
Anya continued walking. She had to find Xander, she know he cared for her, she felt it. She got to the point where the crater began to ascend. She sighed and began to climb, every muscle was screaming, but she had to find Xander. She had to prove where she really belonged.
*Again, sorry so short. But if you guys could review it would mean so much. I want to know what you guys think. I don't know if I can stress it enough. But if you guys could, that would be great. Thanks.
Anya sat up backing away from the creature, she didn't know where she was or how she got there. She finally focused in on her surroundings, "D'Hoffryn?" she choked.
"Yes my dear, how are you feeling? A splitting headache I presume?" D'Hoffryn chuckled.
Anya looked down at her countless bruises and gnashes that covered her body, "I feel like I've been split down the center now that you mention it".
D'Hoffryn offered his hand to help her up. She took it and brushed herself off as she stood.
She looked up at the rubble around her and everything came back to her in full force color. The destruction of Sunnydale became so vivid in her mind, the whole day's events came in flashes ending with her own death. "Oh my God," she whispered horrified. She slumped back down to the ground. "What am I doing here," she asked in a trembling voice.
"Well let me be honest with you Anyanka, I just couldn't let a person with such extraordinary talent die like a dog in a battle that wasn't theirs. No matter how stupid they are".
"It was mine," she looked up at him, "I was a part of that team and-- "
He cut her off, "They would do the same for you?" his voice was cold.
"Puhleeze!" he threw his arms in the air and started pacing, "Anya, they left you here, after five years of being mortal I would have thought you would have gained a bit more knowledge about the loyalty of the human race. Here's a clue, they don't have any"!
Anya straightened up, "They had to leave---" she started, sounding very sure of herself.
"Wrong, the human race are a bunch of self involved lame brains. You should expect no more from them, but I did expect a lot more from you".
Anya looked at the ground, "What do you want"?
He walked over to her and lifted her chin up to face him, "I want you to see where you really belong".
Anya shook her head away from his grasp, "What are you talking about? The last time we came face to face we didn't exactly leave on the best of terms," the anger in her voice rose as she got to her feet, "For you to just come and bestow life back into me, not that I'm not grateful, but it's just suspicious".
"Anyanka, darling," his voice was beginning to tense, "I know you know me very well, and so you must know that I don't give 2nd chances often, which would lead you to realize that you are something out of the ordinary to be getting a 3rd chance. So, my advice to you is take the ball and run with it. If you want to call it anything, you can call it a 'gift'".
Anya put her hands on her hips, "Gifts don't come with catches," her face contorted into a petrified look, "It's bunnies isn't it? I'm going to be followed by bunnies for the rest of my life, and I'm going to have little bunny babies"!
D'Hoffryn was at this point, rubbing his temples, "No my dear girl, it isn't bunnies, look I already told you want I wanted. You need to see where you really belong, you are a demon. Until you see that you were no more then a fashion trend to those humans of yours, then you will understand".
Anya backed away from him, "That isn't true, I'll prove it".
"Fine, whatever. I'm only offering the truth, whether you want to see it or not is your decision".
Anya turned and started walking away.
"Just give me a scream," he called after her. He turned in the opposite direction and disappeared among the shadows.
Anya continued walking. She had to find Xander, she know he cared for her, she felt it. She got to the point where the crater began to ascend. She sighed and began to climb, every muscle was screaming, but she had to find Xander. She had to prove where she really belonged.
*Again, sorry so short. But if you guys could review it would mean so much. I want to know what you guys think. I don't know if I can stress it enough. But if you guys could, that would be great. Thanks.