This night couldn't be wrose. I felt broken. Drusilla had been taken away from me, dusted by Rory, a former mate, of sorts, to all of us. No bloody longer was he that. Like Angel, he had somehow got a soul, only now, he was killing his friends, which Angel didn't do before he lost his soul again ( Read more... )

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There was sort of a hush...a calm everywhere. I stirred, rolled and felt the ill-effects of pheno-barbitol in my system, but as far as the situation, as it were, was, I was rather glad that this was the extent of things ( Read more... )

I was getting ready to leave City hall. After my visit from Boris with his tale of the night, I was relatively pleased, with the exception that he didn't kill the vampire slayers for me, yet and especially because he had told me that the hitmen had shot two of the high school students on Homecoming dance night ( Read more... )

The big, blond German vampire had dropped a bomb on Buffy and Faith, who had introduced themselves to me, and both had questions about how I knew about this, and also told me that they knew that I was a vampire...he had told them that, basically, they were going to repay him for him saving their lives tonight, by giving him their lives. He drove ( Read more... )

A job well done was the only way that I could describe the night. Myself and the other vampire had cleaned up the thinktank back at the mansion, and I had taken the money put aside for the winner of this little game of killing the vampire slayers. It only made sense. I was the one that was going to kill them, anyway ( Read more... )

Couldn't think straight. Could have been the blood loss and the gross formation of my face right now, after having dislodged a bullet from it, earlier, or could have been the fact that I was losing more blood now, as a sodding result of the fact that Rory and the gun-toting mick had shot me again. Oh yeah, and before that, Rory had killed Drusilla ( Read more... )

I searched out the cage, even at night, with only a flashlight in hand. I had broken free, or something had pulled me out. I wasn't covered with cuts or gashes, so I believed that I had escaped on my own, but I didn't fear what might happen if I was wrong, and if investigating this place again put my life in danger ( Read more... )

Back in my apartment, we thought dat we were relatively safe. It was doubtful dat Angelus and the stiffener vamp knew where we were and the came could be said of the blonde idiot with the bullet hole in his face, whose eternal princess had been dusted ( Read more... )

Xander and I attempted to get to the library after he had rushed into the dance and had told me about the night. He, buffy and Faith had seen some videotape that proclaimed that the slayers were targets. They had already foiled two demons' plans, or as it were, according to Xander, one demon, and one human beings plans. Faith and Buffy were ( Read more... )