Willow and I had come to my place. The rest of the guys were probably at an all-nighter, and were pretty much a guarantee to be passed out on a couch, floor or next to the toilet in the place where they were partying ( 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... )

I had told Buffy and Giles that I wouldn't be at the dance, even though Buffy had decided that the five of us were going to stay together; that the three of us as well as Faith and Xander would stay safe in numbers and stay together, until she killed Angel and Cordelia. With Willow and Cordelia already being killed, and especially with Willow, I ( Read more... )

I was face down, in a ravine. It was dry and filled with leaves, but that didn't mean that it altogether lacked rocks and one of those rocks was lodged under my jaw as I rose. Another was poking into my rib cage and well, my genitalia, making an impression in some mud that was not exactly hard ( Read more... )

Craving, smelling everything, hearing all of the things outside, rustling, mewling, making noises, I rushed at the barrier in front of me and tried to bull over it. I howled. The howl could be heard far away, if I were able to make that distinction ( Read more... )

I'm pretty much doing the same thing that I did last night, well, 27 hours or so ago ( Read more... )