I'll hunt you down...

[thebuffinator]

Characters: Buffy Summer and Isaack Brie
Rating: R maybe
Time Period: Modern
Location: Castle kitchen.
Relative Date: A few days after the earthquake.
Status: FINISHED!

Buffy had been trying to figure out what was going on with the voodoo dolls since they first found them. She was able to return the one she found to the person, but that was as far as

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[isaack_brierp]

Which was true. Isaack did need the blood, and regularly went to fetch it. Marco was the one running the blood bank now, to keep the vampires fed enough to not kill. This was one of the days where Isaack was more tired then usually, and he far from anything expected an attack.

He carried the doll with him at all times. Why? It was bloody useful, that is what is is.

So he entered the kitchen without a worry, heading for the fridge.

[thebuffinator]

Buffy stood there, arms crossed when the vampire finally entered. She wasn't one hundred percent sure that it was Isaack, but she had a very good feeling that it was him.

"Looking for some blood?" She asked as she eyed him over. The man standing in front of her was for sure a vampire, she just hoped it was the right one.

[isaack_brierp]

He turned at her in confusion, blinking. He was pale, blue eyed and very handsome. But it was one of the days his memory did fail him. "Ah, yes. I am." he said, heading for the fridge. "It is there to feed us who cannot eat normal food. It is better that then that we attack anyone by accident." he smiled warmly at her.

The time device of the Doctor had messed Isaacks head up. Memories flashed now and then, then was gone again.

[thebuffinator]

Good, it was him. Though, he didn't act as Buffy expected him to.

"Think you have something of mine. How about you give it to me, then I'll let you take some blood?" She looked at him with a questioning look. "For a vampire that doesn't want to attack anyone, you sure are doing a bad job at it."

[isaack_brierp]

He frowned confused at her, stepping away. "I don't like being threatened." he growled a bit eyes flashing. "I have not attacked anyone!"

[thebuffinator]

She gave him a look that said she didn't believe him. And really, why should she? He was messing with that doll and causing her pain because he claimed she stalked him before. Buffy didn't know when that was. At first she thought maybe she did somewhere, but looking at him, he did not seem familiar at all and she was sure that she would vampire someone like him. Sure, she killed a lot of vampires in her time, but he had more of a distinct look and voice.

"Look, I'm not really in the mood to play games today, have had one hell of a week. So why don't we cut the games and take care of business. Gives me the doll."

[isaack_brierp]

"As I said, I do not like to be threatened. Had you asked politely and explained why, I might have given it to you." he sneered, fangs popping out. He was nothing like the vamps in her world. no twisted face or 'mosterficaton' He looked the same, only with brighter eyes and gangs.

[thebuffinator]

Buffy rolled her eyes. "Like asking nicely ever works with vampires." She gave him a pointed look. "Besides, I think I did on the phone. You brought this on yourself." Really, who did this vampire think he was. That's right, he was a vampire, of course he'd pull something like this.

Buffy was wondering when he'd go all "bumpy". It seemed like now would be the time for that, but he didn't. Just his fangs showed.

"Shouldn't you, you know." Buffy waved a hand around her face.

[isaack_brierp]

He glared at her, not quite understanding. "I..." then it came to him. the phone! "You!" he hissed. "You tried to kill me!" he growled, launching himself on her, hand trying to crush her throat.

[thebuffinator]

"Oh, now you re-" she wasn't able to finish what she was going to say because next thing she knew, he was coming at her. His body hit hers and she fell to the floor as she tried to avoid his grabbing her. She kicked her leg up towards him in hope that she could gain some space between them and get back up.

[isaack_brierp]

Isaack made a chocked sound, because her knee had impacted in a very sensitive area, and despite not needing air, he gasped, loosening his grip a bit, groaning as he tried to regain his composure.

[thebuffinator]

She tried to wiggle her way out of his grip, but wasn't doing the best at it. She hit his arm with her fist then went to deliver a punch to wherever it would hit him.

[isaack_brierp]

He grunted at the strike, then growled, gripping around her windpipe and squeezed. Something woke in his gaze, a feral anger, a hatred in despair which had not been there a few minutes ago. The violence was triggering memories, and within a second fangs were out and digging into her neck.

[thebuffinator]

Buffy screamed out in pain and began to move around as much as she could, kicking and punching every which way in order to get him off.

[isaack_brierp]

He growled, releasing the hormones that would make her feel good. However, not everyone was born slayers like she was. He growled, pulling away by a kick connecting with sensitive flesh again, making him double over.

[thebuffinator]

There was something different, something almost nice about the way it started to feel. But, no, there couldn't be. Buffy tried to shake of the feeling. She could feel it alright, whatever he did, but it didn't effect her as well as it would an average human.

Luckily, before Buffy could see how much it would effect her, Isaack was moving back after one of her kicks hit him in the right spot. Buffy quickly stood up, one hand went over the bite and the other slid a stake out of her pocket.

"Do you really want to do this," she looked him over. "Cause I can go all night and it will end with the pointy side going in your chest." She gave him a look that showed she meant business. "All I wanted was my doll, but no, you have to go all vampy on me."