Creative Works
Midnight Red (Part 3)
By Starswirl M.
Pochacco989(at)hotmail.com
Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the characters, except the ones that are
invented. Buffy the Vampire Slayer is the property of Joss Whedon, WB,
Mutant Enemy, and so on . . . anything that is similar to any other fan
fiction is TOTALLY coincidental. (I borrowed one or so scenes only to
create a mood, I give full credit to the writers and junk if I can
remember their names, please don’t sue.)
Author's Notes: I hope you enjoy the following fan fiction. Comments or
suggestions will be greatly appreciated =)
This fan fiction starts sometime after Angel has turned evil . . .
Note that 2 stars ** indicate inner thinking.
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Part 3
Shawn and Buffy walked around town visit several little shops that
opened during the night. Until they reached where Shawn was leading
Buffy to. They went into a dark eerily empty back alley. Buffy’s slayer
instinct started to kick in and felt that something was wrong. The alley
was very dark and plus it was night, the two of them could barely see
anything. Buffy felt a swift object run across her feet, then she
shuddered realizing that it was a rat. The long alley was silent except
for her and Shawn’s footsteps.
Buffy stopped and heard nothing not even Shawn by her side. Then a
swooping noise. Then silence. Deadly silence. Buffy then felt something
trip her. She instantly fell to the ground, hitting the hard wet
concrete. Almost automatically Buffy’s slayer sense then took over.
"Ow! That REALLY hurt! -- Show yourself!" Buffy yelled in the darkness
while she got up.
She first attack at the darkness blindly and fail when the unknown
figure hit her hard with a bat or a stick of some sort, then she fell to
the concrete once more. Buffy got up again after a while, after
gathering her strength, and was ready to fight. But this time, Buffy
knew when and where the unknown figure was gonna attack her since she
had adjusted her sight to the blackness of the night.
Just then the figure charged again with the bat-like object. Buffy
reacted quickly and kicked the bat-like object out of her attacker’s
hand, then she gave a direct blow to her attacker’s side. As the figure
was down, Buffy violently kicked him a couple of times until the figure
laid there not moving an inch. Buffy had fought with the figure and
moved towards dim lighting at the same time.
Now she was able to see her attacker. She gasp, for it was Principal
Snyder.
"Oh migod!" Buffy was in shock, then the uninviting and haunting image of
the dead Ted appeared.
Thoughts of all sort were running through Buffy’s head. Even though she
hated Principal Snyder’s guts she wouldn’t have truly killed him. Buffy
stood there in the dimly light alley paralyzed and confused. Time seemed
to cease it’s ongoing path. It was minutes, hours perhaps until Buffy
finally realize what she had done. She had fiercely killed a human
being, not some vampire or evil demon, a human that once lived, a human
that she knew.
She didn’t know what to do, but all she wanted to do was run to Angel.
**That wasn’t a choice anymore, for there wasn’t a way to bring him
back. Ever.** Buffy sat down beside the examine corpse of Principal
Snyder. She sat down on the concrete and suddenly cried. Tears streamed
down Buffy’s face, she sobbed uncontrollably. She was partly scared but
angry at the same time. Some tears she shed were for her deceased
principal but mostly it was because of the cluster of confusion she was
caught in.
Buffy thought to herself. **It’s hard. Being the slayer. Being the
always reliable one. The only one. No wait the second only one.**
Recalling Kendra. **But I’m responsible for the world and everyone in
it, even if it goes unnoticed. Xander, Willow, Cordelia, Giles--- They
don’t know how much I suffer--- Angel’s evil now. My one good thing out
of the world of disaster I’m in. Now gone. It’s not fair!** Buffy
recalled her slay-free years and yearned for the arms of her beloved,
the good Angel. Buffy was still sobbing. **Maybe this is good for me, a
good long cry. I guess I have been holding it back for too long.
----Angel please come back..**
After a long period of time, Buffy gathered enough of herself to walk
back to the hotel. When she reached her room she looked at the clock,
4:27 am. She climbed into bed and started crying silently again, until
she slept.
The next morning
"Buffy? Wake up! It’s time for breakfast. Buffy wake up!" Cordelia
called as she shook Buffy gently.
"Wha--? Cordelia?" Buffy yawned.
"Yeah, get up."
Buffy literally crawled out of bed and into the shower. She came out
after and looked at the time 8:03 am. She got dressed and headed down
with Cordy for breakfast.
When the 2 of them got to dinning room for the class, it was all covered
in a depressing black. And a black and white picture of Principal
Snyder hung at the front wall of the room. Every teacher was dressed in
black.
"Morbid Much" exclaimed Cordelia.
They decided to ask Ms. Carter what was going on.
Then they saw Mr. Earlingson take a mike and was speaking. " Dear
students and staff, please now take a moment to honor our highly
respected Principal Snyder for he past away last night."
After the moment of silence there were some shouts of joy, and some
gasps. Buffy went straight to Willow and pulled her over to the side.
"Buffy! Did you here anything about Principal Synder’s death. I mean
from Giles."
"Willow, I killed him" Buffy said solemnly
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