When good girls go bad: A cute guy who knew her name
by Psyche2
A/N: This is a very interesting chapter. I have gotten some reviews in which people have asked.."What happened to Buffy?" In this chapter we begin to learn more and more....so keep on reading! Reviews of encouragement, and maybe to tell me hoe good I'm doing would be nice. But I could understand if that is too much, but PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thank you to those who do.





“Buffy? Buffy Summers?” A voice called out to the black darkness surrounding a little light that seemed to go on forever but couldn’t be reached.

Buffy, hearing her name tried to go toward the sound but there was nothing, or at least no way to get to it. She tried to move toward that light that she thought looked beautiful. It was alone, lost in the dark, yet it shown so beautifully. Seeing she was not going anywhere she called out, “Where am I?”

It wasn’t the answer to her question but someone said, “Oh there you are”

She turned around and faced a handsome man with a little stubble and the most beautiful gray blue eyes you have ever seen. “Who are you?” she asked calmly trying not to panic.

“What is the last thing you remember?” the man asked, and Buffy studied him more closely he was wearing clothes that looked like he came from the 1700s. It was an elegant white shirt that buttoned up to his chest and a little hair came out, he was so handsome. His pants were black and they looked like corduroy, but she knew they weren’t. He looked no older then nineteen or twenty. He had hair that was the same color of Angel’s. Which made him even more handsome, not to mention that his hair was a little messy.
“Buffy?”

“Huh?” she asked coming out of her thought reverie about how cute this man standing in front of her was. Who he was she had no idea, but she had a feeling that she would soon find out.

“What is the last thing you remember, before you noticed that you were here, with me?” the man asked, she then noticed that he had an English accent or was it a brogue?

“Angel?” she asked, or said. The last thing she remembered was thinking about Angel. Everything else was kind of blank but a feeling of pure terror came with the memory of what she remembered next. She shuddered a feeling came around her. Dread? No, it was fear and Dread. She was sure that whatever it was she didn’t want to remember.

The man stared at her and blinked, then realized something, what it was it was oblivious to Buffy. “I’m sorry, you don’t remember do you?”
“No” Buffy said a little shook up.

He nodded, then his face grew soft and she felt like she knew him, or was attracted to him. “There is something I must tell you”

Buffy nodded, and waited for the information. His face was set in a grim way, and he looked as if the news inside might kill him, or it was killing him. Whatever he was going to tell he must have been painful. She felt bad and was about to say something when a portal opened and she felt like she was being torn apart She screamed. Her head hurt so badly and she couldn’t feel her arms or legs. Somewhere off in the distance she heard the man screaming, “Noooooo!”




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