|The Challenge - Part Two
Author: RozaHathaway17 PM
Drabble challenge. Companion to my Vampire Academy story The Challenge...well kind of. Different summaries for each drabble. Mostly Angel and Buffy, might throw in some other characters depending on the prompt. Have fun!Rated: Fiction T - English - Drama/Humor - Buffy S. & Angel - Chapters: 31 - Words: 5,967 - Reviews: 28 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 3 - Updated: 03-13-13 - Published: 10-10-12 - Status: Complete - id: 8597846
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This is my first Buffy fanfiction so if it sucks, bare with me. It'll get better. I just have to get into the swing of things with it. This is for the 30 day drabble challenge. There's a link on my profile. I'm currently doing one for the Vampire Academy and will probably do ones for the Big Bang Theory and Victorious(cause I'm a cool cat) too, so check them out if you're into them. Joss Whedon owns all things Buffy, including the dialogue in this drabble. Enjoy! :)
Drabble Challenge - Take One
Prompt - Beginning
Description - Different take on Angel meeting Buffy. Angel's point of view.
I watch the young blonde girl leave her house and lock the door behind her. Again, I'm strucken by her beauty, as I am everytime I see her. I stealthily follow a few feet behind her. I already know she's going to the Bronze because whereelse could she possibly go in Sunnydale? But I don't want to do this in a public place. It needs to be just the two of us. When we reach the alley, I make a little noise, walk a little closer. But then she disappears. I rub the back of my neck and walk to the middle of the alley. Then I get knocked onto my back as the slayer comes falling out of the sky. I grunt.
"Is there a problem, ma'am?" I ask her, mockingly.
"Yeah, there's a problem. Why are you following me?" she demands harshly.
"I know what you're thinking," I start, "But don't worry, I don't bite." She stands up and I follow suit, climbing to my feet.
"Truth is, I thought you'd be taller, or bigger muscles and all that. You're pretty spry, though," I tell her, mocking her.
"What do you want?" she demands again.
"The same thing you do," I continue to mock her.
"Okay," she says slowly, "What do I want?"
"To kill them," I smirk, "To kill them all."
"Sorry, that's inncorrect. But you do get this lovely watch and a year's supply of Turtle Wax. What I want is to be left alone!" she taunts. I shake my head.
"You really think that's an option now? You're standing at the mouth of Hell," I inform her, "You can't turn your back on it," I reach into the pocket inside my coat and pull out a box, "You've got to be ready."
"Ready for what?" she asks, obviously fed up.
"The harvest," I throw her the box and she catches it easily. Then I walk back down the alley, away from her.
"Who are you?" she calls from behind me. I turn, smirking slightly.
"Let's just say," I pause, choosing my words, "I'm a friend."
"Yeah, well, maybe I don't want a friend," she calls.
"I didn't say I was yours," I walk away. And deep in my soul, I know that this is only the beginning. There's so much more to come.
I know I talk - or type - too much but I think you should review anyway. ;P