Disclaimers - I don't own Buffy the Vampire Slayer - She and the the Slayerettes belong to Joss Whedon. This story line also belongs to him, but this plot kinda doesn't.
Anyways, Read, Review and Enjoy
(For those of you who are reading Close To Home, don't panic I'm still writing it, I'm just in a slump of writer's block atm and have family matters to deal with. With any luck it should be up next Tuesday/Wednesday)

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Buffy Summers… Buffy freaking Summers and her little slayer parade. I gotta admit, I’m a little jealous – Hell I’m a lot jealous. She got the watcher, she got the mother, she got the little gang… I… got nothing. I wanted it all too, so I tried being like her… and I still have none of that crap. So I started thinking… What’s a girl gotta do for anyone to take notice of her? Sleep with one of the gang? Become a double-agent to make ‘em all suspicious? Show ‘em all you’re batting for the other team, practically dangle it in their faces? Or pummel the hell out of the other Slayer, and land in a coma while doing so? Been there and done that… and here I am… Still in this freakin’ coma.

I have to say, I didn’t think she had it in her to go this far. I mean it wasn’t that long before she did this to me that she was runnin’ scared at the thought of becoming like me... Come to think of it, maybe it was just a front… Maybe that’s what she wanted me to think in the first place, just so I could have this big epiphany in a hospital bed. She knew she was just like me, and if she wasn’t, that she would become me within in a matter of time… But I had to test that theory – just to see if she would squirm.

I can’t say I wouldn’t have done the same thing. If it was my lover dying and needed the Slayer’s blood to cure him, I’d have gone straight for Buffy… Hell I’d have gone straight for Buffy even if that wasn’t a cure but she had put him there in the first place.

So I can’t say that I didn’t see this coming. She was coming after me even if I didn’t poison her lover.

But she’s only got herself to blame. The reason why I went rogue in the first place was because I was better than her and no one seemed to notice, and I needed to use my skills for something better than that… Better than the side of good, and where else to use them than for the side of evil right? Man the power of evil surging through your body is like a high that nothing else can give you, and nothing else can you bring you down from it. You’re in so much more power than anyone else and they know it and they fear you and respect you at the same time for it – it’s wicked powerful stuff.

When I get out of here I’m gonna finish this once and for all. I still got so much more power in me left to go around. Buffy and her freak parade are goin’ down, and I can’t wait to see the looks on their faces when I take ‘em out. The ascension is gonna be a wicked awesome thing to watch and I’ll still be at the Mayor’s right hand watching all the freaks die – and I’ll be the last one standing – the last Slayer left… if it hasn’t been taken care of already.

Even if it has, there’s still a lot to take care of… Starting with Buffy Summers and the slayer parade. But at the moment, I can’t. I’m comatose for Christ’s sake, have been for a while… Dunno how long, don’t really care. Alls I know is that once I get out of this thing, they’re not gonna see me coming.

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