The monotony of waiting out the sun was irritating. I couldn’t possibly fathom thinking right now, because too many thoughts would lead me to knocking down the walls of this disgusting place and letting in the fatal sun ( Read more... )

The fight had turned for the worst in my favor. I had been pummeling William the Bloody with impunity, but not because I had always despised him as someone like Xavier had ( 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... )

As I made it through the woods after the sun had gone down, and as I pulled up to the house, crouching, as not wanting to be seen with my six-feet and eight inch frame, I realized that there were a lot of people and demons here, in on this slayerfest 98' strategy. I could hear them through the windows, and their plan was elaborate, and there was a ( Read more... )

I woke in the same room that I had come to earlier here in ASunnydale's city hall after my meeting with the Mayor. Sleep had been restless at first. Many things coursed through my mind. Many of them were of my beloved Anastasia, taken from me by vampire-hunting humans in the daylight where I couldn't get to them. Here in Sunnydale, I had been ( Read more... )

After my Anastasia had been killed by an angry mob of vampire hunters in the daylight, where I couldn't protect her, protect her, the niece of Adolf Hitler, himself, and after I had avnged her death by killing virtually all of those responsible, I felt a twinge of what to do next. Things ran very smoothly in Europe. No slayers were here to ( Read more... )