Buffy the Vampire Slayer

[Tyriel]

OOC: Everyone's favourite vampire slayer's scenario... set in the period when Angel has lost his soul, and is out for blood. Characters that we might need are:

Spike - Vampire
Druisilla - Spike's girl, had a thing with Angel a few hundred years ago, and a vampiress
Cordy - Drop dead gorgeous cheerleader
Willow - Buffy's best friend, meddles in the art of witchcraft
Buffy - Vampire Slayer!
Xander, Buffy's mum, Giles...

Anyone interested?


IC: Spike was ranting again, and I let him rant for a few more minutes before I interuppted him.

"Will you just shut the fuck up. I have enough to deal with in Buffy without your infernal ranting..."

"If she's really bothering you that much. Why don't you just kill the bitch?"

"You don't understand." I hissed out at Spike. I was still sore from my last fight with Buffy. "I don't want to kill her, I want to humiliate her, embarrass her. I want her to feel pain before she dies... There's gotta be something we can do.. what we need is a plan..."

From the vantage point of the bell tower, I could see the silouettes of Buffy, Giles and Willow down below; Roaming the darkness hunting for the my very own kindred... I feel my blood boil within me, a rage unquenchable by any liquid except the very essence of life. Blood lust.

 

[Tyriel]

OOC: By the way, needless to say, I've taken the role of Angel.

 

[Moneytalks]

ooc:... ooh i've always wanted to be Druisilla... she's too cool!

ic:... The female vampire watched the two "men" talk of plans and such. Her mind, already twisted beyond reason didn't see the need for such trivial things. She smiled revealing her pointed sharp white teeth.

Humming a haunting tune that only she understood she stood gracefully and silently approached them. "What's the game?" She asked in her sing-song voice. It was a chillingly husky sound.

"Druisilla!" Spike smiled winningly opening his arms to her. She ignored them and eyed Angel. Her dark eyes openly admiring. "You have plans?" She cooed softly? She didn't seem to take note of Spike's glare of jealous anger.

 

[Tyriel]

I kept staring out into the darkness, my eyes still following every move of the slayer down in the forest...

"Plan..." I muttered to myself, and stepped away from the ledge, wandering back behind Druisilla. I took her long silk like hair in my hands, and pulled it away from her ear, leaning forward to whisper to her, at the same time my eyes locked with the increasingly jealous eyes of Spike.

"What we need, my dear, is something that is dear to her... bait... perhaps someONE dear to her... how would you like to feed to night Dru?"

 

[ShyGoddess]

OOC: You sound like you could use a buffy.

IC:

"Damn it!" I swore foully. I could feel his eyes on me. They haunted me, but I couldn't never find where he was. He decided the game, he decided the players. "It isn't safe tonight. He's up to something."

Giles looked at me. "How can you tell?"

"I can feel it. You two have to go back. I can't take the risk of you getting hurt," I almost choked on my words, "I won't loose anyone else."

"We aren't leaving you," They always were a stubborn lot.

"Please, don't fight me on this. He is deadly, and I know he won't hesitate to use one or both of you. Please go back."

Giles, somehow, understood. I had to do this on my own. It was my fault he lost his soul. It was my responsibility to kill him.

 

[Tyriel]

Angel

OOC: Thanks Shy!!

IC: Seeing Spike so jealous gave me pleasure. I grinned at him and tucked Dru's hair behind her ear, leaned down and licked ever so lightly on her earlobe. A look of anger appeared on Spike's face, and at the same time, a smile crept into Dru's...

I stepped back out to the window to survey the situation. The two Buffy tag alongs seemed to be leaving her. How convenient. I turned to face Spike...

"Tonight's the night. Why don't you be a good fella and get down there and hunt me down a watcher and a witch.. Dru and I are gonna go bag us a slayer..."

In the darkness, three shadows disappeared into the forest...

 

[CelestialBody]

 

[Moneytalks]

Druisilla

Her eyes sparkled with delight and perhaps something more. "Mmmmm" she purred, "fresh food..." glancing down at the human's below.

Her hand reached out to brush lightly against Spike's jawline. His angry glance softened slightly at her touch. At the last moment he felt the sharpness of her nails as they pressed against his neck. He knew she wouldn't hurt him, would she? The fear of it always thrilled him. He held her gaze and didn't waver. She smiled slowly. Her face beautiful as always. Just now she didn't seem insane at all.

She turned away and followed Angel into the shadows. She could already smell the scent of warm human blood and it filled her senses. She felt her mouth water at the very thought of the feast to come.

 

[Tyriel]

Angel

"...if I were with you, then yes, Angel might use me to distract you, but if we're apart, and he sees one of us, then he won't expect the other. We so rarely patrol in pairs..."

Fools. I stood completely still under the cloak of the night, watching the Slayer gear up, and the Watcher and the witch discuss their pathetic plans... I watched as Buffy slipped a stake into the holster strapped across her thigh. Those creamy toned thighs... No wonder I was so in love with her...

From the distance, my enhanced hearing made it easy for me to hear what Giles had to say...

"There. Now Willow, you stay with Buffy. It'll be safer that way. I'll go and patrol the western edge. If anything happens, call."

Giles disappeared into thick of the forest, leaving Willow and Buffy standing alone... A silouette heading towards the western edge also caught my eye. Spike...

I turned to Dru and whispered into her ear.

"Be a darling and go for a walk... I'm going out there and have a little heart to heart with the Slayer. You be ready to give them a warm surprise from behind."

Smiling, I ran the back of my hand over her cheek, turned away and stepped out into the open, right in the line of sight of Buffy and Willow. I stood before them, tall and larger than life, my head slightly tilted with a cold, piercing expression on my face...

 

[mfucker]

IC: Spike

Yea sure, go on. You two get the two girls and I get to go after some old fart.

I was pissed.

"Giles, Giles. This is your lucky night." I chuckle to myself. I needed to vent my anger somewhere.

 

[ShyGoddess]

The object of my thoughts stepped into my view, his handsome face masked by the darkness of his soul.

"Well, well, well. What do we have here. A witch and a bitch."

"Yeah, the bitch that kicked your sorry ass."

He smiled at me, but it didn't reach his eyes. "Tisk, tisk. Such naughty words from such a pretty mouth. But then, I know how naughty you can be."

He was trying to piss me off. And it was working. "Let's get this over with."

I went after him, and soon, we were engaged in a battle of more than just strength.

 

[Tyriel]

Angel

I raised my right arm and grabbed Buffy's incoming wrist, stopping stake in her hand inches away from my shoulder... I looked her in the eye and bared my fangs, hissing menacingly at her. I could tell that her grip on the stake was tight... but her hand was trembling... it almost seemed like she was not prepared to kill me. For a mortal, and especially for a girl, she was incredibly strong... but still no match in strength when it came to a full blooded 400 year old vampire. With a sudden surge of strength, I twisted her arm around behind her back, at the same time bringing left knee up hard into her abdomen, causing her to double over in pain and drop her stake. In retaliation, she dropped down on one knee, sweeping her heel around and knocking me to the ground. We both got up immmediately - both stepping back in an attempt to assess the situation. Using the back of my hand, I dusted the dirt off my left sleeve, a grin on my face...

"Awww.. my poor baby. Did I hurt you? Would you like me to kiss you better..." I mocked.

And behind Buffy stood Willow, completely helpless in the situation. And unbeknown to her, behind her, stood Dru. Well, that's ONE down, I thought to myself. Maybe if Spike does his job, I'll let him have a little fun with that Willow character...



[Edited by Tyriel on 10-13-2000 at 11:23 PM]

 

[mfucker]

OOC: Need a Giles right about now?

 

[Tyriel]

OOC: Alternatively, we could just knock him up, tie him up and throw him in a dungeon.

 

[mfucker]

OOC: works for me!

Spike:

Looking back at the the tied-up figure of Giles, I snickered. The two sweet things had no idea that their back-up has just been taken care of.

"Time for me to have some fun," I snigger as I fast approach Buffy and her friend.