I hate her. I hate Buffy Summer's more than I've ever hated anyone in my life, or my un-life. Add in the years spent in Hell, and that is one very, very long time
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The day of reckoning was soon to arive. We were working as hard as we could to help the Master rise again, but it was tough. The slayer was inadvertantly slowing us down. She was wiping out our decipals, well, his decipals, as they were gathering up sacrafices for the great one.
"Tobias, we have a girl for the Master," one of the lower lackeys comes in with a girl in his arms, and I just glare. "She's already dead you idiot, this blood is no good!"
The idiot just gives me a look and I just shake my head and motion to one of the lessers, and he is taken care of, just that simply, and the girl drops to the ground. "Take care of her," I say as the drag her off. "He is not going to be happy about this."
Taking a deep, un-needed, breath, and headed into the Master's chamber. Hey, for an underground lair, this place isn't so bad. I move to one of the captives that we have been slowly feeding off of, and soon this boy will be dead and useless, and I take the Master's chalice and fill it as much as I can, and I take the blood to
"Ah, Tobias, how I waited to see you." I looked at him. "A chalice? I could have sworn I asked for something fresh. Young even? And you bring me this."
It all seemed to familiar. It was as though it started the same, all over again. Except this time, I would be the victor. Still, the start was not promising. I held my hand out, and as he walked closer, I grabbed his collar, catching the chalice with the other, so as to not to spill.
"I want something young, and fresh, if I am to rise. I can not subsist on this...alone." I stared him in the eye, then let go.
He was, after all, faithful.
"I trust you, Tobias. I know you won't fail me." I took a long draught from the cup, and felt a bit warmer. Stronger.
"You, sit at my right hand. Trust me, as this will be your glory as well, come the day I rise."
I bowed my head in shame at his words. "I...I am very sorry, things went slightly awry." He motioned for me to come closer and I did as I was told. Have to admit, I was caught off guard when he grabbed me, bet I kept cool. "I apologize greatly. I had sent out for something young and fresh, and they brought me back a young and fresh...corpse."
When he let go of me I took a step back and straightened out my lapels. "But we will be getting you a steady flow, I give you my word." Talk of me coming into power with him always made me puff up proudly. I always did my best to please the Master, even when I did fail, I always strived to be better.
"You will rise again, and the blood of a hundred slayers shall be yours. The world will not know what hit it until it is too late," I said with a cocky air to my tone.
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"Tobias, we have a girl for the Master," one of the lower lackeys comes in with a girl in his arms, and I just glare. "She's already dead you idiot, this blood is no good!"
The idiot just gives me a look and I just shake my head and motion to one of the lessers, and he is taken care of, just that simply, and the girl drops to the ground. "Take care of her," I say as the drag her off. "He is not going to be happy about this."
Taking a deep, un-needed, breath, and headed into the Master's chamber. Hey, for an underground lair, this place isn't so bad. I move to one of the captives that we have been slowly feeding off of, and soon this boy will be dead and useless, and I take the Master's chalice and fill it as much as I can, and I take the blood to
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It all seemed to familiar. It was as though it started the same, all over again. Except this time, I would be the victor. Still, the start was not promising. I held my hand out, and as he walked closer, I grabbed his collar, catching the chalice with the other, so as to not to spill.
"I want something young, and fresh, if I am to rise. I can not subsist on this...alone." I stared him in the eye, then let go.
He was, after all, faithful.
"I trust you, Tobias. I know you won't fail me." I took a long draught from the cup, and felt a bit warmer. Stronger.
"You, sit at my right hand. Trust me, as this will be your glory as well, come the day I rise."
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When he let go of me I took a step back and straightened out my lapels. "But we will be getting you a steady flow, I give you my word." Talk of me coming into power with him always made me puff up proudly. I always did my best to please the Master, even when I did fail, I always strived to be better.
"You will rise again, and the blood of a hundred slayers shall be yours. The world will not know what hit it until it is too late," I said with a cocky air to my tone.
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Nothing wrong with pride, it certainly helps me when he's happy.
"Yes, Tobias. They shall not know..." and I whispered with a smile, "but we will."
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