BtVS Triple Drabble: Secret Identity
Title: Secret Identity
Fandom: BtVS
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Buffy.
Rating: PG
Word Count: 300
Spoilers: Set during season 1, somewhere around Teacher’s Pet.
Summary: Keeping her identity as the Slayer secret is harder than Buffy thought it would be.
Written For: Challenge 369: Amnesty 61 at fan_flashworks, using Challenge 23: Secrets.
Disclaimer: I don’t own BtVS, or the characters.
A/N: Triple drabble.
Buffy sighed; her life officially sucked. Was it this hard for Clark Kent, keeping people from finding out he was a superhero? Having powers that nobody else had should have been cool. The strength was useful, and the fast-healing thing came in handy, but all Buffy seemed to get from being the Slayer was trouble.
Her parents had gotten divorced, although they both swore that had nothing to do with her. She’d been expelled and had to move to another town just to find a school willing to take her. And as if that wasn’t bad enough, now her mom was mad at her again, for staying out late, getting into fights, and skipping classes…
It wasn’t as if Buffy wanted to do any of those things. She would have loved to tell her mom it would never happen again, but she couldn’t promise that because she was the Slayer. She had a responsibility to protect the world from vampires, demons, and apocalyptic prophecies, and nobody was supposed to know, not her mom, or her teachers, or even her friends. Just her Watcher and the creatures of the night it was her job to kill.
She’d already pretty much failed at the secrecy thing, but that hadn’t exactly been her fault. Xander and Willow had been snatched by vampires, so of course she’d had to rescue her new friends. Now they knew the truth and it was a relief knowing she didn’t have to lie to them. Everyone else though…
Her mom seemed to believe she was raising a troublemaker with anger issues, her teachers all considered her a borderline juvenile delinquent, and most of the school probably thought she was weird and best avoided.
When she was little, she’d thought having a secret identity would be exciting. It’s not.
The End
Fandom: BtVS
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Buffy.
Rating: PG
Word Count: 300
Spoilers: Set during season 1, somewhere around Teacher’s Pet.
Summary: Keeping her identity as the Slayer secret is harder than Buffy thought it would be.
Written For: Challenge 369: Amnesty 61 at fan_flashworks, using Challenge 23: Secrets.
Disclaimer: I don’t own BtVS, or the characters.
A/N: Triple drabble.
Buffy sighed; her life officially sucked. Was it this hard for Clark Kent, keeping people from finding out he was a superhero? Having powers that nobody else had should have been cool. The strength was useful, and the fast-healing thing came in handy, but all Buffy seemed to get from being the Slayer was trouble.
Her parents had gotten divorced, although they both swore that had nothing to do with her. She’d been expelled and had to move to another town just to find a school willing to take her. And as if that wasn’t bad enough, now her mom was mad at her again, for staying out late, getting into fights, and skipping classes…
It wasn’t as if Buffy wanted to do any of those things. She would have loved to tell her mom it would never happen again, but she couldn’t promise that because she was the Slayer. She had a responsibility to protect the world from vampires, demons, and apocalyptic prophecies, and nobody was supposed to know, not her mom, or her teachers, or even her friends. Just her Watcher and the creatures of the night it was her job to kill.
She’d already pretty much failed at the secrecy thing, but that hadn’t exactly been her fault. Xander and Willow had been snatched by vampires, so of course she’d had to rescue her new friends. Now they knew the truth and it was a relief knowing she didn’t have to lie to them. Everyone else though…
Her mom seemed to believe she was raising a troublemaker with anger issues, her teachers all considered her a borderline juvenile delinquent, and most of the school probably thought she was weird and best avoided.
When she was little, she’d thought having a secret identity would be exciting. It’s not.
The End