Let the Games Begin

Nov 01, 2006 14:13

My heart sank. I couldn't believe the shit that I was seein'. Everything was blown to pieces. There was nothin' left. I wondered how many were in there, hopin' that maybe, just maybe the damage had been minimal. For a slip second I told myself that the place had been empty, but the feelin' that I got at the pit of my stomach said otherwise. This was like some bad nightmare and I wonder who would do somethin' like this. I had been evil before, and even with all the rage I had felt, I hadn't had enough balls to blow up a building full of people.

And sure, we all had enemies. There were plenty of demons and all kinds of other creatures and even a handful of humans that wanted us dead, but someone always wanted us dead and they never went as far as tryin' to blow us up. This was more calculated, this wasn't just some vendetta.

I felt the old rage surface, mixed in with grief. The scoobs, B'... the only people that I cared about, all blown up like nothin'. Rome had been good to me, and so had they. They all forgave me for what I had done to them, especially B'. We were never the best of friends, even after I had come back to help close the hellmouth in Sunny D, but she always tried to be there for me. She was always playin' the role of big sis. And now I was back where I had started. Back to bein' alone. Back to the life I didn't want to return to. They were my family, and now, -now...

I was gonna find the fucker that this, "And I'm gonna make him pay," I said to myself, almost tremblin' from the rage. I didn't have to look very far though. The son of a bitch was still here. The blast had probably knocked him down. Boy he was gonna pay. And I wasn't gonna kill him right away either, I was gonna torture him first, beat him until he had no feelin' left and them torture him until he begged to die. Didn't really care if it was a human, or a demon... the fucker was gonna pay all the same.

As I got closer I realized the bastard was no human, but a vamp. This was gonna make things easier. I didn't recognize the guy, and didn't know what kind of vendetta he had against the scoobs or Buffy, but the was gonna be dust in about 10 days from now. "Guess you missed one you son of a bitch. I'm gonna make you pay for what you did." I said to him as I lunged at him.

He said somethin' but I was already airborne, and quite frankly I didn't give one damn about what he had to say. I just saw red. I wanted to kill him on the spot and fought hard against my own will to not kill him right here and now. He said something about not bein' the one responsible, but all I wanted to do was smash his face against the pavement. The fire still road behind us, and I began to extract my vengeance on him. This vamp was gonna be so dusted soon.

I landed on top of him and began to punch his face, the rage I felt almost reminded me of when B' and I went at it, back when we were enemies, and also, when I fought against Angel, but the rage I had felt back then, was nowhere near in comparison to the rage that I felt now.

"Tell me!" I yelled between punches. "Who sent you!? Why the hell did you do this!?!?!" I had to stop myself before beating him to unconsciousness. I got off of him and slammed him hard against a nearby wall, "Talk!" I said. I wanted answers. And I wanted them now! I didn't think he had done this alone. There was probably someone else behind this, and they were gonna pay too.

I was gonna make sure of that.

[Open to Justin]
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