| The Slayer showdown |
[Jan. 13th, 2007|10:35 pm]
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In a standoff with Buffy, I now didn’t have to back down from her. Not that she would have hurt me before, regardless of whatever in her mind I had done wrong, and not that I believed that I could take her or relished a fistfight with my super sister that would cause some serious pain, but now, I could stand up to her and as she pulled me off of Xander and as Xander got dressed after our totally amazing sex, she put her hands on my shoulders as if trying to forcibly make me see things her way, only now, I put my hands on her shoulders and saw her look at me, stunned.
She had to know that I was as strong as her now and though I couldn’t fight as well, I am probably stronger then her because, hey, I’m like totally taller then she is.
I threw her away from me, loving this new power and the expression of shock on her face. I looked over and saw that Xander had a grin and that Spike seemed to be a little confused. I totally didn’t want to blurt out that I am a slayer now, though. I looked back at her and even though I am indescribably happy, both because of the way that Xander’s penis made me feel and because I’m elated at being chosen, I totally wasn’t going to let her know that I was happy.
I gave her the defiant look that I used to give her when I was younger, only now, she moved closer to me, ready for a lecture. She tried to push me down in a chair, you know, so she could point and yell at me like a mother would do, even though she’s totally not my mother, only I grabbed her arms and sent her flying into the wall. She knew now, for sure that something was up and probably that I’m a slayer, so it was time to break the news to her.
“Not only am I a woman who can sleep with my lover if I want, who will be turning eighteen in a week, Buffy, but I’m also every bit as strong as you now. You see, Giles got the call from the Coven in Devon…I’m a slayer, one of three new chosen.”
I crossed my arms and looked at her as she picked herself up off of the floor. She looked at Spike, while I looked at Xander. She was wigged, which didn’t surprise me. She was probably all pissed off, totally that she wasn’t the only slayer in the Summers family anymore.
I waited for her reaction, but she seemed too stunned to speak. Instead, it was Spike, who looked from Buffy, to Xander and then to me, who came out with the words.
Okay, he started to, but then stopped. He was as wigged by all of this as Buffy was, but he didn’t turn stoic and do nothing with the news. I had a moment of fright as he walked over to me and then just started throwing random punches at me. I had a moment of fright until I realized that I didn’t have to fear anything anymore. I had an advantage over other new slayers, actually, because I already knew what was going on and had trained for more then a year with Xander, Giles and Andrew.
I blocked all of Spike’s punches, with ease and it was like totally natural…that whole martial arts thing being automatic with the power that Buffy had told me about with vampires and slayers, becoming true before my eyes. Granted, Spike wasn’t trying to hurt me with his punches, but he backed away and still seemed stunned. Finally though, he spoke about it all as Buffy walked over to him, as if she had been defeated or something.
[Spike, Buffy and Xander] |
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| Comforting an unsure Xander. From thepowerplayers |
[Jan. 1st, 2007|06:32 pm]
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Buffy was carried out of the room by Spike after I had totally slapped her. I was proud of myself. She was being all annoying big sis and trying to tell me what I could and couldn't do, and I had totally stood up to her and then capped it off with a smack.
She deserved it. First of all, she was interfering in my life way too much. It's not like I had gone out and tried to fight a whole bunch of trolls by myself. It's not like I had been stealing again. Those things, I could see her having a right to being pissed off at me for. No, she was pissed off at me because I had decided to become a woman, and the man that had finally taken me off of the list of virgins in the world, was Xander. I knew that was part of what she was mad about and she was partially mad at him, which was onbvious, because as he stood near me right now, he was panting and clutching at his belly, because Buffy had struck him.
But there was also the whole her being over protective of me thing and her still considering me to be that fourteen year old girl instead of somebody who would be eighteen in two weeks. That was so annoying and it was made more annoying that she is the slayer, or one of the slayers, now, that she feels like she can bullying me into doing what she wants and more then that, totally acting like my mother since our Mom had died.
It was nice, or used to be, that she was there for me, but now, it had gone too far. I had found sexual liberation, I found that I enjoyed it with Xander and it's not like I'm being totally reckless with it. It's Xander, a family friend and somebody we can trust. Sure, he let me go drinking with him, which is illegal, but we were hurting and it's not like a decision that he would always make for me, whether we are lovers, or whether we are just friends after this.
Which is a question, because as I look at him, I can tell that Buffy yelling at him and hitting him had made him pay attention. I wanted to comfort him. I wanted to have sex with him again, but he seemed like that if he were to touch me, he would be opening himself up for a beating, which I totally hated.
I looked at him, eye to eye, staring up at his browns, and I put my hands on his shoulders.
"Look, Xander, you can't be afraid of Buffy. She's mad now, but it will go away if you want me. I want you now. I know it now, and I want to be with you, so the question remains, what are you willing to take in the short term, for our happiness, totally in the long term. Buffy will let go of it once she gets used to the idea. Spike is already accepting it and you know he'll talk to Buffy about that...about me being an adult, about sex being a beautiful thing that I'm going to have eventually, every day, anyway, so the question is all up to you now, since you know you can have me everyday. You can have me again right now if you want...are you too afraid of Buffy to get deep, to let yourself fall for me?"
I didn't give hima chance to answer and I tried to sway his answer by kissing him softly on the lips and then focusing on his eyes after the sweet kiss.
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| I'm not a kid anymore, Spike! From thepowerplayers |
[Dec. 24th, 2006|08:18 am]
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Hearing Buffy totally give Xander shit about taking away my virginity made me want to punch her. I already wanted to punch Faith, and now, I wanted to hit Buffy, except that Faith was just being a total bitch to stand up for what affected her. Buffy was being a bitch, as per usual, because she was all getting up in my business.
I would have stayed there with Xander, because he had been so amazing with me, and had made a woman out of me and my body still tingled from having his big thang inside of me, except that when Buffy gave him shit, he cowered and acted like a child and I know that I should have seen that one coming because he always pretty much did what Buffy wanted him to do, but it got so much worse when he totally tried to deflect the sex topic away by bringing up that he and Giles only sent Willow and all of those slayers that had died away from himself or Giles and onto Buffy, Faith and myself.
He actually had the nerve to say that they wouldn't have done anything, if Buffy, then Faith and myself hadn't come over here to help Angel, which was totally news to me considering that earlier on, his story and his supposed reason for reacting...that Giles' main reason for responding and all of Xander's and probably Giles' hatred over Willow, Kennedy and all of those other girls dying was because of Angel and his foolish and dangerous or careless war or whatever.
I had to get out of the room. I didn't know where I was going or if I wanted to talk to anyone. I sorta wanted to go back out to another bar like Xander and I had done earlier, but it was morning and the bars probably wouldn't have been open, and there probably weren't any hot guys around them as a result, hot guys who could make me have multiple...and hot orgasms and yet, not turn into a little boy when dealing with my big annoying sister.
As it turned out, I wasn't alone and the only cool person in that room, Spike, caught up to me, as I opened a door that led downstairs into a weird like basement, with a big cage in it. Spike, though, wasn't being cool now. Buffy had sent him and for different reasons, he totally listened to everything that Buffy said too...she had him so whipped and I know that they had sex again, so she probably sent him after me and it ruined the cool that he had earlier by not prying like Buffy or being a coward like Xander.
He grabbed my shoulder. "You know, what is it about Buffy that turns all of you into cowards and lapdogs? I can see Xander being worried because Buffy can totally pummel him or whatever, but why you? I didn't do anything wrong, Spike. I'm not a kid anymore and I want to have sex, then I'm going to have sex!"
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| The first time. From thepowerplayers |
[Dec. 16th, 2006|02:23 pm]
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Sipping coffee, that was sort of an adult thing, right? I did this, and I needed it after the night of drinking.
Xander was drinking his down too, only he needed it more then I did. We both needed the coffee, because we were about to do another adult thing, and I was so ready for it.
I was totally about to have sex with Xander, and there was no stopping us. He had kissed me downstairs and yeah, he was drunk, but he seemed to know how to handle his liquor and everything that he had said made sense.
I kissed him back, but we were downstairs, coffee brewing. I had always pictured Xander as a big brother, but not really always. There was a time when I had a crush on Xander and those feelings, even though I had matured so much since then, had come back. He was cute. Nobody could deny that, and he was so funny and I knew that when he kissed a girl, it wasn't some fleeting thing. He was totally into me, and that was because I had become a woman. He wouldn't have kissed me a year ago.
But, he had now. This was going to be my first time. I had dreamed about this for a long time, and never pictured it with Xander. My daydreams of Xander in the past had been maybe about kissing him. I was so young then, fourteen. Now, I had mature dreams and I was ready.
I lodged a chair behind the door so that Buffy couldn't come in and disturb us. I laughed as I looked at Xander, and instead of worrying about foreplay, which I had totally read about in Cosmopolitan, I stripped down to my bra to let Xander know that this was real. That this wasn't going to be a kiss and only a kiss. I laughed because putting the chair behind the door was unnecessary, anyway. Buffy was down the hall with Spike, and they were totally having sex. I had gotten used to her ways when it came to sex when she had been with Riley. I could tell, just by her face that she was totally going to have sex with Spike, and she should. She loves him enough. Angel and Faith had sex, and there was the whole curse thing that they just ignored, so why couldn't I? Anya had always talked about how good Xander was in bed and now, I found myself getting turned on by thinking about it.
I walked towards him and leaned down to show my boobs to him again, and saw that he was staring at me. He put his hands on my sides, stroking up and down. I'd let him steer me through the curves.
I put my lips softly against his, and as I closed my eyes, my right hand slid towards his crotch. I pulled away from the kiss and looked at him wide-eyed.
"Oh my God, Xander..."
It was all that I could say. Now I knew why Anya always wanted to have sex with him.
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| Okay, I'll never drink again. From thepowerplayers |
[Dec. 5th, 2006|03:24 pm]
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Xander and I had been having a blast drinking at the karaoke bar. While there, I didn’t realize what kind of trouble that I would be in later. While there, it didn’t occur to me that I would get sicker then a dog. While there, I had lowered my top to expose my cleavage so that I would be served and it worked, obviously, judging by what was happening to me now.
When lowering my top, while there, I noticed immediately that Xander was attracted to me and like looked at me like I was an adult and I liked the feeling. Before I started getting really drunk and buzzed and before the room started to take un this crazy spinning quality, I also noticed that a lot of older guys were totally in to me and that made me want to drink more, which was nice, because I wasn’t thinking about Willow being dead and about the loss of all of those girls, many of them barely older then me, who had such short lives as slayers.
I almost got up on the stage and sang, but Xander pulled me back down and prevented me from doing it and I was like, ’why?’, but I was okay with it because Xander was paying me so much attention and talking to me like I was a woman and not like his little sister or something. Before tonight, I had always thought of him as an older brother, but not anymore.
The fun ended when Spike came in, though, I was sure that Buffy would be with him and that she would totally kick my ass, but she wasn’t there. I tried to run and when I did, I was so drunk and the room was swirling so much that I tripped over the table next to me, just as Spike came and picked me up, carrying me out on his shoulder.
I beat on his back, not because I was mad, but because with it already spinning and being on his shoulder, it was like a roller coaster, my stomach dropping with each movement to go along with the world spinning. I played drums. It was fun and Spike didn’t care, but Xander stood up to him and made the point that he didn’t own us and that we were trying to grieve differently. I didn’t follow the logic, but stood up to Spike anyway. Xander also pointed out that Spike was all beat up and limpy and I jumped off of him and tried to hit him, but he put me back on his shoulder, promising to try to keep big sis…to keep Buffy from knowing about it.
I laughed, even as Xander said that he was getting more liquor for the hotel, somehow, and laughed until I threw up all over Spike, which I knew was pissing him off, but he kept carrying me, and I puked all over his back and the back of his legs again, as we entered the hotel. Breathing, with all of the ralfing, was tough, and he carried me to a bathroom upstairs, and I puked in the toilet. Then, then, he turned on a cold shower and while I was fully clothed, he forced me underneath and it was totally freezing, but he didn’t let me out.
That was when Buffy opened the door. She was probably going to kick his ass, not that he couldn’t be beat up anymore, because he had allowed me to go out, and she was definitely going to beat my ass tomorrow, I was guessing. The cold water was now so much better then looking at Buffy. She had a look on her face that was almost calm when she came in. She didn’t anymore.
Uh oh.
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| Drowning the sorrows with Xander. from thepowerplayers |
[Nov. 28th, 2006|09:49 am]
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Xander had come to visit me while I tried to sleep, while I tried to sleep off the fact that Buffy and Faith had chloroformed me just to keep me away from the fight, and tried to sleep away the memories of Wuillow that kept flashing through my mind.
Sleeping had been totally useless, though. It was like trying to sleep through Christmas Eve when you knew that there were all of these presents waiting for you under the tree for the following morning, only in a bad, how can I not have Willow in my life way.
Xander came in spouting off about how down he was, but his being down led him to some testosterone type emotions and they were all like totally directed at Angel like all of the slayers' deaths tonight and like Willow's death tonight was Angel's fault.
Angel had started a war, yes, but as far as I knew, Buffy and Faith went over here without his knowledge. He hadn't asked them to come and of course with Buffy coming and me knowing about it, I followed. I told Xander that Angel hadn't asked Giles to deploy a whole team of slayers.
I wa sso mad at Giles right now, that I wanted to totally kick his butt, and when Xander lay down on the bed next to me, I smacked him hard on the chest, instead. I told him that slayers were dead, but four slayers were still alive and that he should be watching out for Buffy, Faith, Meliss and Jada.
Instead, he chose to remain laying down, telling me that Faith was safely here with asshead...otherwise known as Angel, that Buffy had gone off with Spike somewhere, and that Jada and Melissa were also fighting in pairs and that he only wanted to do two things. He wanted to either sleep, or drink himself to sleep and hope that tomorrow was a better day.
I left him with no option as I got up and pulled him off of the bed. "Fine, we go out and drink then."
He smiled, which I couldn't believe and then made a comment about worrying about Buffy's reaction to this, tomorrow. We both knew it was potentially dangerous out there on the streets and we both knew that Angel or Faith might try to stop us from leaving. We also knew that I might not be able to get into any drinking establishments, but we both needed comfort and I was looking forward to beer...to beer, believe it or not. We could talk about Willow and get all drunk and not have to deal and that sounded good to me.
I was almsot excited, although I couldn't really be, when we made it outside, and Angel, Faith and Spike, who was also there, didn't even try to stop us. I had the feeling that Buffy might be close, though, with Spike there, or that Spike, Angel and Faith might chase after us, so I pulled his arm as we headed down the street.
"We totally need to chose a place not near his hotel, you know, Xander, to make it harder for them to find us."
I had serious wiggins' left and right, thinking that a demon would be around every corner, but none were, at least here, and I saw that Xander had his eye on a place.
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| Buffy is so going to get it! From thepowerplayers |
[Nov. 15th, 2006|07:58 pm]
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I didn’t really know what was going on. I mean, one minute, Buffy, Faith and I wre in this weapons shop, totally breaking in, about to steal weapons for this war that I was so looking forward to being a part of, and the next thing I know, I feel powerful hands behind me, and then there’s nothing.
I wake a little later, but I don’t know what time it is because there’s no clock in the room that I am in, or if there is one, it’s hidden from me. The television is on totally loud and my head was filled with a daze. Unfortunately, it was a daze that I remembered because it had been done to me before.
Buffy had used that chlorofoam stuff on me!</b> She did that to me, her own sister, just because they had some phony dream where they saw me fighting along with all of the other demons and I got killed in the battle, or something. Those slayer dreams were totally not real, anyway. I mean, if they were, then Buffy would be one step ahead of everything that ever happened, and since I had been keeping score of things a lot lately, she was never ahead of things. She was like always reacting to whatever what big bad at that time was doing.
These were the thoughts that I was left with, in some hotel room, with the television blasting, my arms and legs bound to a chair and my mouth gagged. I was so going to kick both of their asses when I saw them, and I didn’t care if they had slayer strength or not.
Like this was any safer then being in the actual fight. I mean, what was stopping some no neck, or worse, some fat drunk from peeking in, seeing me and then coming in to take advantage of me?
Not much, let me tell you, well, okay, they had shut the curtains and turned the lights on, but still. What if the manager guy on duty or whatever decided that he wanted to have a little fun with the gorgeous girl, which I totally am, by the way, tied up in the room?
I fought and clawed and tried to scream and squirmed and did everything that I could to free myself from the ropes but only ended up knocking myself down on the floor and now, I couldn’t even get up. I totally hit my head too, and the headache from the chlorofoam, or whatever it was called, was now joined by a bump on my head.
Xander had done this to me before and I had totally knocked him out and drove home too, when Buffy made him before the fight with the first, and now, it was time to do the same. I could totally get to the fight, wherever it was. I just had to get free.
But, try as I may, I couldn’t. The ropes were too tight. She was so…
I heard the door outside being turned and my heart skipped a beat. I thought for sure that it was some sleazoid coming in to take advantage of me, but when I looked up, my head pressed against the floor, I saw Spike. Seeing Spike was nice, really nice. Then I saw Buffy, and had the angry scowl on my face. I was so going to kick her ass when she let me off of the ground. I thrashed, expressing my distaste for what had been done to me.
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| Turbulence that has nothing to do with the plane. From thepowerplayers |
[Oct. 15th, 2006|02:30 pm]
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"Good goin' Dawn. Little twerp is like Giles junior. I would have loved to have seen you floor him, but beatin' up Andrew isn't exactly the same as tryin' to fight thousands of demons."
I hated in when they did the whole slayer thing on me. They were slayers and I wasn't. Yeah, I got that part. I knew that. It had sunk into my young, incapable head. It was one thing to have Buffy giving me grief. She was my sister. The problem became bigger when Faith was jumping on my case too.
"Well, it's too bad. I'm here, know how to use a sword and am so not getting locked up in a hotel room. So don't even think about that!"
They both looked at me. Faith was like thinking about it still, and Buffy just looked annoyed and I knew why, haha. She knew that she would keep me at her side, which meant not in some random hotel somewhere, locked up and which also meant in the fight near all of these supposed demons.
I smiled, and then we hit a major pocket of turbulence. I tried to look past Faith to see where we were, like if we were over the ocean, or over land, and I couldn't tell, because yeah, it was night, but I tried, anyway, and it looked like we were still over water. There were like no lights anywhere, which probably happens if we were back in the United States.
The Giles call rattled me. I knew what Faith had said after Buffy had hung up on him. She had said that Giles would be lucky if she ever came back to work for the Council, if he was going to act like the swear word that she used for him. And, I loved Giles, but I agreed. He was totally barking orders at Faith and Buffy and that wasn't goin to go over too well with them. But, Buffy's reaction was a little different. She was different from faith and had been around Giles and the others for like ever. She looked annoyed that I had come. She looked worried about the fight coming, and now, she looked more worried about what she was going to do, and I knew why.
"Giles has no right to talk to you guys like that. You two are the best slayers. You two totally have the longest tenure and have totally helped out with the other girls. Faith's right to feel that way. Giles doesn't own you guys..."
I paused as Buffy still looked annoyed with me. "Okay, Buffy, I'm sorry that I got on the plane, if it worries you about me, but what do you expect? there's no way I'm going to let you go off and fight where you could be in total danger without goin with you. I love you. You're my sister. You'd do the same if I got on a plane, right?"
I looked at her, an expression of come on, on my face. I didn't even bring up what she was going to do about Giles. I had to make sure that she was okay with me being here, first. I knew that Faith didn't care if she went back to the Council, but that was Faith. It wasn't so simple for Buffy. I would be there for her, in whatever she did.
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