Wishverse Continued
I'm changing some things from this episode.
A) Buffy, Cordelia, Angel, Xander & Willow all survive.
B) Buffy & Cordelia are vamped.
C) Angel turns into Angelus
D) The master dies.
Chapter 1 - Cordelia's POV
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Waking up slowly, I hear talking in the distance. I sit up looking around my surroundings, a building familiar... Something is different I know it, running my tongue along my mouth -old habit- I notice it. The difference, I'm a vampire! Oh god! No. Not oh god, power I feel it, the power. It is now news of the past. Standing up and heading towards the voices which are now growing stronger. Maybe it's my vampire hearing, or maybe I am drawing closer to them. Rounding a corner I see them. Vampires.
"Look who decided to wake up." Sneered a male vampire as I walked in from the shadows.
"Eat me." I replied with harshness intended, only it didn't come out that way.
"I already had the pleasure of that." Says a voice behind me, familiar...his voice...so familiar...I spin, to look at who spoke to me. No wonder it's Xander.
"What's the matter, not expecting to see me?" He asks as though he knows what I'm thinking.
"Not exactly." Okay...not the best retort I've ever made. But it works.
"Hungry?" He asked me his voice how I remember it harsh, uncaring. He is still hiding with in the shadows of the Bronze.
"Starving." I reply crossing my arms, trying to see him.
"Go hunting then." He replies his voice unchanging.
"Fine." I leave. Out of the Bronze, as I walk around the town, it's how I remember it; Dark, Angry.. and....controlled. By me. By us. By vampires. Scanning the area carefully I see a teenager, around my age probably younger.. 'Perfect' That's what I think as I near her. I then walk behind her. Stalking her, she knows something is different, eerie perhaps. When she finally turns I grab her head and slam it into a nearby tree; knocking her out. Reactively I vamp. Something that is still new to me. Biting her in the neck; hard, and vicious. After my meal I drop her body something new courses through me. The blood; the taste. I need it, if fills me, I have to have it. It's a life source. I get that now something you have to be a vampire to understand I suppose. It doesn't matter anymore. It is me, I am it, I am a vampire. Vampires need blood. Pushing Heading to the bronze; My home. Something that I would have long since thought would happen. My home used to be glamour, a rich girl and her rich family. Family thats what I need to finish, to kill. My links to the past. Walking in the bronze, I hear talking, talking of another who has been turned.
"He turned her!" Says a vampire as though turning this girl couldn't have been done.
"No shit idiot." Replies a female, clearly impressed.
"The slayer, who knew.." Says another one. A group of 3 are speaking of this. The slayer..how interesting. Buffy Summers. A name that is locked in my head. I wonder how long it took. How badly she hurt him before he turned her. It's no doubt that it was Xander. He's the head guy around here. The master is dead, so Xander took his spot. But wait; Xander..with his name resounds a familiarity, Willow. 'So where is his little two bit whore?' I think as my eyes wander around the bronze. I see her. In the corner. She looks .. alone, scared. Oh, who really cares? Not me.
I'm changing some things from this episode.
A) Buffy, Cordelia, Angel, Xander & Willow all survive.
B) Buffy & Cordelia are vamped.
C) Angel turns into Angelus
D) The master dies.
Chapter 1 - Cordelia's POV
-------------------------------
Waking up slowly, I hear talking in the distance. I sit up looking around my surroundings, a building familiar... Something is different I know it, running my tongue along my mouth -old habit- I notice it. The difference, I'm a vampire! Oh god! No. Not oh god, power I feel it, the power. It is now news of the past. Standing up and heading towards the voices which are now growing stronger. Maybe it's my vampire hearing, or maybe I am drawing closer to them. Rounding a corner I see them. Vampires.
"Look who decided to wake up." Sneered a male vampire as I walked in from the shadows.
"Eat me." I replied with harshness intended, only it didn't come out that way.
"I already had the pleasure of that." Says a voice behind me, familiar...his voice...so familiar...I spin, to look at who spoke to me. No wonder it's Xander.
"What's the matter, not expecting to see me?" He asks as though he knows what I'm thinking.
"Not exactly." Okay...not the best retort I've ever made. But it works.
"Hungry?" He asked me his voice how I remember it harsh, uncaring. He is still hiding with in the shadows of the Bronze.
"Starving." I reply crossing my arms, trying to see him.
"Go hunting then." He replies his voice unchanging.
"Fine." I leave. Out of the Bronze, as I walk around the town, it's how I remember it; Dark, Angry.. and....controlled. By me. By us. By vampires. Scanning the area carefully I see a teenager, around my age probably younger.. 'Perfect' That's what I think as I near her. I then walk behind her. Stalking her, she knows something is different, eerie perhaps. When she finally turns I grab her head and slam it into a nearby tree; knocking her out. Reactively I vamp. Something that is still new to me. Biting her in the neck; hard, and vicious. After my meal I drop her body something new courses through me. The blood; the taste. I need it, if fills me, I have to have it. It's a life source. I get that now something you have to be a vampire to understand I suppose. It doesn't matter anymore. It is me, I am it, I am a vampire. Vampires need blood. Pushing Heading to the bronze; My home. Something that I would have long since thought would happen. My home used to be glamour, a rich girl and her rich family. Family thats what I need to finish, to kill. My links to the past. Walking in the bronze, I hear talking, talking of another who has been turned.
"He turned her!" Says a vampire as though turning this girl couldn't have been done.
"No shit idiot." Replies a female, clearly impressed.
"The slayer, who knew.." Says another one. A group of 3 are speaking of this. The slayer..how interesting. Buffy Summers. A name that is locked in my head. I wonder how long it took. How badly she hurt him before he turned her. It's no doubt that it was Xander. He's the head guy around here. The master is dead, so Xander took his spot. But wait; Xander..with his name resounds a familiarity, Willow. 'So where is his little two bit whore?' I think as my eyes wander around the bronze. I see her. In the corner. She looks .. alone, scared. Oh, who really cares? Not me.