China drabble
TITLE: Crunch
Summary: A drabble set shortly post-Not Fade Away.
Rating:PG.
Warnings/Notes: Done for this week's "China/Chinese" prompt at open_on_sunday.
The slayers have spread out, walking a grid, checking every building, cleaning out what’s left of LA. And as Tori steps down into a basement, there’s a crunch under her boot. She looks down to see china shards, a glass eye; and something’s springing out of the shadows, screaming “You killed Miss Edith, you little bitch!”
The screaming woman knocks Tori back, out the door; and then there’s just a slow drift of ash in the air, on her clothes, in her mouth.
She dreams of it, often: a dry grey tickle in the throat, and a smashed glass eye.
Summary: A drabble set shortly post-Not Fade Away.
Rating:PG.
Warnings/Notes: Done for this week's "China/Chinese" prompt at open_on_sunday.
The slayers have spread out, walking a grid, checking every building, cleaning out what’s left of LA. And as Tori steps down into a basement, there’s a crunch under her boot. She looks down to see china shards, a glass eye; and something’s springing out of the shadows, screaming “You killed Miss Edith, you little bitch!”
The screaming woman knocks Tori back, out the door; and then there’s just a slow drift of ash in the air, on her clothes, in her mouth.
She dreams of it, often: a dry grey tickle in the throat, and a smashed glass eye.