Hunting for food and for Benedict. From harshlivinginsd
I knew that Michael Benedict was in this little town of Sunnydale, California. Worn, torn, my friends gone, my money gone, my lover gone, and filled with grief and pain and visions over horrors that I had committed in the past, I took a night flight from Rome to Los Angeles.
I then took a ride to Sunnydale with a woman heading to San Francisco, who offered me things that I wasn't in the mood for, though safter she had dropped me off on the side of the highway, at the town's city limits, I regretted it, because I needed something, anything to make me feel better and to make me forget my old life, so that I could start anew.
Now, my stomach curdled and I felt weak. I needed some blood, and preferably, human blood, but I kinew that I wouldn't take a human life. That was no longer an option, and the only other way that I knew to go, was to find a cemetary, find a vampire and ask him if there were any butcher's shops in town and if that didn't work, then I would probably have to feed off of a human that another vampire had killed.
I knew of Sunnydale, and though I wasn't going to forget about the reason that I was here; I wasn't going to forget that Michael Benedict, a warlock, had cursed me after I had stole some diamonds for him and that he would be avenged and would probably be the last human life that I took, I also knew that Sunnydale, California was where the hellmouth was, and it was an area where demons converged. Being European, we didn't care about the American demon ways of life, although I did know that there was a chance that a demon of some kind could open up the hellmouth and bring hell to Earth, which didn't seem appealing to me, even when I was evil and especially now.
Still weak, I tried to clear my mind, as I made my way into a cemetary, not too far from where I had been dropped off. There was a girl there. I fought off my hunger and the urge to want to attack her and made my way away from her, looking for a vampire to get information from. As I made my way away from the girl, I did wonder if any other vampire outside of Angel was in my predicament. It was probably a long shot, but I decided that I had to speak to Angel if he was here. If he was souled, then he would know where to get blood, not from the neck of a human.
I decided to ask a vampire, with force if possible, if Angel was here. Ahead, I saw some, was it soldiers, looking around and hid behind a tree as they made there way by. I studied them for a minute and when I was sure that they were gone, I decided to do find a crypt. When I turned around, the blonde was there again, and surprised me.
"Little girl, what are you doing out here at night? Don't you know that it's dangerous?"
She didn't seem to care.
[Buffy]
I then took a ride to Sunnydale with a woman heading to San Francisco, who offered me things that I wasn't in the mood for, though safter she had dropped me off on the side of the highway, at the town's city limits, I regretted it, because I needed something, anything to make me feel better and to make me forget my old life, so that I could start anew.
Now, my stomach curdled and I felt weak. I needed some blood, and preferably, human blood, but I kinew that I wouldn't take a human life. That was no longer an option, and the only other way that I knew to go, was to find a cemetary, find a vampire and ask him if there were any butcher's shops in town and if that didn't work, then I would probably have to feed off of a human that another vampire had killed.
I knew of Sunnydale, and though I wasn't going to forget about the reason that I was here; I wasn't going to forget that Michael Benedict, a warlock, had cursed me after I had stole some diamonds for him and that he would be avenged and would probably be the last human life that I took, I also knew that Sunnydale, California was where the hellmouth was, and it was an area where demons converged. Being European, we didn't care about the American demon ways of life, although I did know that there was a chance that a demon of some kind could open up the hellmouth and bring hell to Earth, which didn't seem appealing to me, even when I was evil and especially now.
Still weak, I tried to clear my mind, as I made my way into a cemetary, not too far from where I had been dropped off. There was a girl there. I fought off my hunger and the urge to want to attack her and made my way away from her, looking for a vampire to get information from. As I made my way away from the girl, I did wonder if any other vampire outside of Angel was in my predicament. It was probably a long shot, but I decided that I had to speak to Angel if he was here. If he was souled, then he would know where to get blood, not from the neck of a human.
I decided to ask a vampire, with force if possible, if Angel was here. Ahead, I saw some, was it soldiers, looking around and hid behind a tree as they made there way by. I studied them for a minute and when I was sure that they were gone, I decided to do find a crypt. When I turned around, the blonde was there again, and surprised me.
"Little girl, what are you doing out here at night? Don't you know that it's dangerous?"
She didn't seem to care.
[Buffy]