Organised chaos
Organised chaos
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Organised Chaos part
1
Summary: Ethan’s
daughter turns up in sunnydale looking for
revenge. She needs Warren’s help but how
far will she go to get it? (Pretty far as long as you review)
Pairing: Warren Mears/OC
Disclaimer: I own nothing, I earn nothing,
style='font-size:11.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:
EN-GB'>Buffy wandered the graveyard, stake in hand, though she doubted she
would need it. It was Halloween and most vampires and demons took the night
off. Still she wouldn’t put it past her
‘arch nemesis’s..ese’ to try
and pull some lame stunt. Part of her
wished they would, they might be annoying but at least they were a diversion
from her memories of the whole, being pulled out of heaven and waking up in a
coffin thing. She walked past the crypt
that Spike (her other diversion) had made his home and considered going in
before mentally kicking herself ‘stop thinking about the blood sucking fiend’
She turned to find Spike standing right behind her.
greatly,
“Bit old for knock door run
He flicked his cigarette butt
to the ground,
“You might as well come
in. Nothings happening
out there.”
Buffy followed him into the
crypt and sat down.
“So love. What were you doing
hanging around my crypt on my night off?
If you’re not more careful people will talk.”
The suggestive tone in his
voice and wry half smile he wore got to her more than she was willing to admit,
to him o heo herself.
“It’s too quiet I don’t like
it. Whenever things get quiet it usually means something nasty is right around
the corner”
his hipflask.
“It’s always quiet on
Halloween. Just take the night off and enjoy it.
Buffy shook her head
“Last time we drank together
I wound up a member of the kitten liberation front.
seem to remember coming over all damsel in distress after hiring a costume from
Ethan Rayne. Xander
can still fire a semi automatic with deadly accuracy.”
Shnsidnsidered for a moment
“Then again he might just say
that for Anya’s benefit.”
Spike sat beside her,
“ Yeah
mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'> and you sent that guy packing.
military prison”
Buffy smiled and allowed
herself to relax a little.
“I guess.
Halloween rule? Iit’s
not like anyone else around here is big with the chaos worshiping.”
*
style='font-size:11.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:
EN-GB'>A lone girl stands in the alley besides the bronze.
over her face, cell phone to her ear.
stood up”
she was not alone.
“That might be him.
style='font-size:11.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:
EN-GB'> She made her way down the dark
alley, slowly not wanting to take any chances. This was Sunnydale
after all.
“Hello?”
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EN-GB'>
style='font-size:11.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:
EN-GB'>She found herself face to face with a particularly ugly chaos
demon. It took a step toward her drawing
itself up to its full height, the artificial rays of the distant streetlamp
reflected in its soulless eyes as slime oozed from its antlers.
smile.
EN-GB'>* *
Back at Scooby central, otherwise known as Buffy’s living
room,
mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'> and Dawn sat on the couch eating potato chips and watching
possibly the lamest horror movie ever made.
“Oh that would so never
happen. Why are all the girls in these
movies always total idiot’s?”
mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'> grabbed another handful of chips from the bowl on the
coffee table, before answering assuredly,
“Because
they’re made by men, who get off on the helpless thing.
mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'> Makes them feel Butch”
Dawn rolled her eyes,
“Men are pig’s.
mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'> patted her young friends shoulder fondly.
“You’re askin
the wrong girl Dawny.”
from the table.
“You wanna
see what else is on? This
movies kinda boring me.”
“I thought you were desperate
to see it, being the only person in your class aloud to watch it and all.”
Dawn shrugged,
“Nah, when you’ve hung out
with a vampire, been used as a sacrifice by a hell God and come ‘this close’ to
being queen of a demon realm.
She flicked through the channels,
Lame horror movie, another lame horror movie, infomercial, Simpson’s
Halloween special, free porn. Dawn’s
eyes went wide as
mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Willow
mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'> grabbed the remote and hit the off button.
Dawn didn’t quite know what
to do with herself.
“Now that was disturbing.”