When everyone went off after Mrs. S, I decided to stay back, and hold down the fort. Not sure what I should have done anyway. I wasn't Joyce's favorite. Trying to kill someone's first born does that at times
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I killed them. Killed a bunch of them and good. That was what I was here for wasn't it? Here to slay the demons in the night and make this world ok. Not that I cared about any of the others in the world all I cared about was the killing. What power I felt and knew I had each time I killed one of those vampires or demons.
I make my way back to the house. The house that is suppose to be my home. The place the other half of me seems to love so much. I hate it. The feeling of family and caring there. Not something a warrior like me needs. I need to be alone and take care of myself.
I walk in the door and glance around. I don't hear anyone or really see anyone. But then I heard a sound coming from the other room. I walk over there and that's when I see her there. It was her. The other slayer. The one that wanted to be like me. But she wasn't. She was like them in so many ways. But I could sense it inside of her, even feel it a bit that she wanted to be a killing machine like myself. Wasn't she one to tell my other half before what fun
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"I sound the same." I just give her a blank look. "Am I suppose to sound different or something?" Well, I guess the other Buffy should sound different then me. She should sound like some pathetic waste of a girl but no she had to sound like me now didn't she.
"Sure, I remember this woman who is suppose to be my mother but she didn't matter." I walk towards her till I'm standing right in front of her. I just look her down and over making note of everything that she was.
"Why do you even care?" I could still see that in her. That part of her that didn't care about anyone but herself. "All that matters is the slay and the haunt, isn't that what we were made for?" That was the only time I got any sort of feeling of satisfaction as they like to call it.
"I care, because someone taught me that was part of this job. The slay, the hunt and the Uhnn, are all part of the good. But they can lead to the bad too. What do you think led me to the Mayor? I knew I'd get to hunt...You."
There is was out.
"As for your mother, animal or not, meaning you, she's still your mother. Hell, she's everyone's mother. But you don't care. She can die, and you would shed a tear."
I spit at her "I find it hard to believe that the B we all loved and admired had you in her. You are no better than an animal. Or...a vampire." I waited, I knew she wanted to open up on me.
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I make my way back to the house. The house that is suppose to be my home. The place the other half of me seems to love so much. I hate it. The feeling of family and caring there. Not something a warrior like me needs. I need to be alone and take care of myself.
I walk in the door and glance around. I don't hear anyone or really see anyone. But then I heard a sound coming from the other room. I walk over there and that's when I see her there. It was her. The other slayer. The one that wanted to be like me. But she wasn't. She was like them in so many ways. But I could sense it inside of her, even feel it a bit that she wanted to be a killing machine like myself. Wasn't she one to tell my other half before what fun ( ... )
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I don't know what led me to taunt her like that. I knew she was almost feral and a part of me didn't care. I wanted to see what was the difference.
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"Sure, I remember this woman who is suppose to be my mother but she didn't matter." I walk towards her till I'm standing right in front of her. I just look her down and over making note of everything that she was.
"Why do you even care?" I could still see that in her. That part of her that didn't care about anyone but herself. "All that matters is the slay and the haunt, isn't that what we were made for?" That was the only time I got any sort of feeling of satisfaction as they like to call it.
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There is was out.
"As for your mother, animal or not, meaning you, she's still your mother. Hell, she's everyone's mother. But you don't care. She can die, and you would shed a tear."
I spit at her "I find it hard to believe that the B we all loved and admired had you in her. You are no better than an animal. Or...a vampire." I waited, I knew she wanted to open up on me.
I just got to see what she's got.
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