Fic: A Cat's Tale3: Bloody Surprise 1/1
Author: Lucinda
Rating: PG 13
no pairing yet
Disclaimer: I do not own Sabertooth. I do not own anyone from Buffy.
Distribution: Keep my name on it, tell me where it goes.
She went to school in the morning. Sabertooth followed her as she walked,
but didn't go into the school after her. He'd definitely be noticed inside.
He was lurking in a tree, thinking about Willow while she went through her
classes. She was a person with many, many thoughts in her head; she had a
tendency to talk out loud as she thought about something, and she was
clearly a genius. He also rather suspected that she had done something not
legal with her computer to get the information about Magneto's machine.
He followed again as she left the school. She was going with another girl,
one with a bright red sports car. The other girl was pretty, with dark
hair. She smelled of assertiveness, and makeup and hair products. She
seemed to be one of those people that wanted to be "the one in charge" all
the time. Apparently she wanted Willow to help set up some equipment at a
place called the Bronze. There was something about a dance.
They went into the Bronze; he had passed the place when he was searching
for Willow earlier. The music he'd heard from it had been terrible. He
brightened slightly: if it was closed so they could get ready for this
dance, there wouldn't be any more bad music. He was slightly wrong. One of
the people inside ... he would bet on the dark haired girl ... had a CD
player and played something by one of the many boy-bands. He hated it.
Sabertooth had been quite willing to take out his misery on the two large
scaled things that tried to go inside and eat the girls. They were strong,
fast, and while he was fighting them he didn't notice the "boy band" noise
anymore. There had been some more of the walking dead people that had tried
to go in after the girls also. He was very happy when the music was stopped
sometime near midnight.
They stayed inside the club building all night. In the morning, Willow
followed the dark haired girl to the red and they went to the school. There
had apparently been some boys that were supposed to be helping them inside
that hadn't shown up. He realized there was a problem as soon as he was
outside the school building. There were the scents of a group of the dead
men. They had gone into the building and gone back out, smelling bloody. He
could also smell that there was a lot of blood somewhere inside on some
synthetic carpet. There were bodies inside. He could smell it from the
doors, but the girls couldn't. They had gone inside.
He had heard the dark haired girl screaming easily. They had found the
bodies. Willow wasn't screaming. He slipped into the school, and followed
the screams to where the girls were. The dark haired girl was having
hysterics. Willow was very pale, and very quiet. She suggested they call
the police. She was very quiet when the police came.
The police here were very bad, as far as Sabertooth could determine. They
had no idea he was here. They missed the faint smudges from bloody shoes
leaving the room. They said they thought it was gang hostilities.
They had gone to the library after talking to the police. Willow was still
calm and quiet, possibly in shock. There were other people that met them in
there. The dark haired whelp, a blonde girl whose scent was not quite
normal, and an older man that was here often, from the way his scent layered
the area. After asking Willow what had happened, they were all fussing over
the dark haired girl.
He dismissed the whelp as unimportant and followed Willow as she went home.
Those were supposed to be her friends. He didn't think they were very good
at it, letting her leave in a state like that. So... the dead men were
called "vampires," and the people Willow spent her time with knew about
them, but the police didn't. This town just kept getting stranger all the
time.
Willow was surprising him though. He had thought she would have panicked,
maybe screamed like the other girl. She had remained quiet, and kept
thinking through the whole mess. His opinion of her was rising, and he was
curious what other surprises she would have for him.
end A Cat's Tale 3: Bloody Surprise.
Author: Lucinda
Rating: PG 13
no pairing yet
Disclaimer: I do not own Sabertooth. I do not own anyone from Buffy.
Distribution: Keep my name on it, tell me where it goes.
She went to school in the morning. Sabertooth followed her as she walked,
but didn't go into the school after her. He'd definitely be noticed inside.
He was lurking in a tree, thinking about Willow while she went through her
classes. She was a person with many, many thoughts in her head; she had a
tendency to talk out loud as she thought about something, and she was
clearly a genius. He also rather suspected that she had done something not
legal with her computer to get the information about Magneto's machine.
He followed again as she left the school. She was going with another girl,
one with a bright red sports car. The other girl was pretty, with dark
hair. She smelled of assertiveness, and makeup and hair products. She
seemed to be one of those people that wanted to be "the one in charge" all
the time. Apparently she wanted Willow to help set up some equipment at a
place called the Bronze. There was something about a dance.
They went into the Bronze; he had passed the place when he was searching
for Willow earlier. The music he'd heard from it had been terrible. He
brightened slightly: if it was closed so they could get ready for this
dance, there wouldn't be any more bad music. He was slightly wrong. One of
the people inside ... he would bet on the dark haired girl ... had a CD
player and played something by one of the many boy-bands. He hated it.
Sabertooth had been quite willing to take out his misery on the two large
scaled things that tried to go inside and eat the girls. They were strong,
fast, and while he was fighting them he didn't notice the "boy band" noise
anymore. There had been some more of the walking dead people that had tried
to go in after the girls also. He was very happy when the music was stopped
sometime near midnight.
They stayed inside the club building all night. In the morning, Willow
followed the dark haired girl to the red and they went to the school. There
had apparently been some boys that were supposed to be helping them inside
that hadn't shown up. He realized there was a problem as soon as he was
outside the school building. There were the scents of a group of the dead
men. They had gone into the building and gone back out, smelling bloody. He
could also smell that there was a lot of blood somewhere inside on some
synthetic carpet. There were bodies inside. He could smell it from the
doors, but the girls couldn't. They had gone inside.
He had heard the dark haired girl screaming easily. They had found the
bodies. Willow wasn't screaming. He slipped into the school, and followed
the screams to where the girls were. The dark haired girl was having
hysterics. Willow was very pale, and very quiet. She suggested they call
the police. She was very quiet when the police came.
The police here were very bad, as far as Sabertooth could determine. They
had no idea he was here. They missed the faint smudges from bloody shoes
leaving the room. They said they thought it was gang hostilities.
They had gone to the library after talking to the police. Willow was still
calm and quiet, possibly in shock. There were other people that met them in
there. The dark haired whelp, a blonde girl whose scent was not quite
normal, and an older man that was here often, from the way his scent layered
the area. After asking Willow what had happened, they were all fussing over
the dark haired girl.
He dismissed the whelp as unimportant and followed Willow as she went home.
Those were supposed to be her friends. He didn't think they were very good
at it, letting her leave in a state like that. So... the dead men were
called "vampires," and the people Willow spent her time with knew about
them, but the police didn't. This town just kept getting stranger all the
time.
Willow was surprising him though. He had thought she would have panicked,
maybe screamed like the other girl. She had remained quiet, and kept
thinking through the whole mess. His opinion of her was rising, and he was
curious what other surprises she would have for him.
end A Cat's Tale 3: Bloody Surprise.
