Kathy's Revenge
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AtS/BtVS Crossovers › FemmeSlash - Female/Female
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Category:
AtS/BtVS Crossovers › FemmeSlash - Female/Female
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
57
Views:
7,794
Reviews:
28
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
The Awakening
I feel myself being thrown through the air, back towards the godforsaken creator from which I came. They threw me back? Me? How dare they? The sunlight catches my face, blinding me. It is impossible to close my metallic eyes to the blinding light. Within another moment it is gone as I spin through the air then suddenly stop.
I land on a ledge not to far from the top, from what I can see from my bad vantage point.
It is starting to get dark again, dark and cold; well I guess it’s cold. I can’t actually feel it.
How many years has it been? 7? 8? Maybe more, I don’t know. Within this cold prison of my own making.
I have relived that day, that fight, over and over and over again. She was lucky. That’s all it was, luck. She isn’t any better than me; in fact she is beneath me. She isn’t worthy of breathing the same air as me. Not that I breathe anymore. Do I? I’m not sure. I feel my rage building and fight the temptation to think, “I’ll get you my pretty, and your little dog too.”
I am staring, at what I am not sure, it’s dark. Suddenly I feel myself moving again. How? I am not sure. Then I see them, student from the high school, ones who have walked past me a hundred times, never looking, never noticing. Just walking. One of them picks me up and looks at me, I know this one. He was one of the popular kids, wore a letter jacket.
He throws me to his friends, other once popular kids from the school, I don’t know the one who has me now though, he looks older, his eyes look into mine and I can see the pain in him.
I hear them speak, it sounds far away but I guess that is what happens when your ears are buried under gold plating. If I even have any ears, I’m not sure. “Wasn’t this thing in the case with your football trophy?” says the first one.
“Cant be,” says the second. “That thing would have got blown up.”
“I guess.” Replies the first.
The third one pipes up. “It’s kinda spooky looking.”
The second guy has me; he looks down and puts one hand over my head and the other by my feet. One quick movement and I am free. “And its flimsy” says the second laughing, throwing my prison to the floor and walks away with the others.
I rise slowly out of the metal and float by the side of it for a second before I am solid once more. I laugh loud, it comes out as a cackle.
The three boys turn around and look at me, confused looks on their faces, they had obviously thought they were alone.
“Hello boys.” I said as they turn to face me.
“Who the hell are you?” asks the first looking me up and down.
“Oh, just someone out for a little fun.” I wink at the first boy.
“Man, lady. You’re like what? 40?” All three guys start to laugh.
What’s with the banter you ask? Gotta wait for the power to build back up, took me long enough to become solid let alone back to full strength. “Doesn’t matter how old I am, I can still be up for some fun!” I cackle again, this is fun. I then shoot a ray of searing red light through the first boys chest. He falls to the ground. Dead. The second and third boys look at me then at each other then they run. It doesn’t matter; I sore into the air and watch them for a second until I decide it is time. Two more beams kills them both, I love this.
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A/N ok whats with this lack of reviews? I know you're reading it. I can see the hits. Now then i don't really mind if it's bad or good but i can tell you this will not b updated untill i see at least one review. I was being patient but after 4 chapters you have pushed me to far
end of monolog :)
I land on a ledge not to far from the top, from what I can see from my bad vantage point.
It is starting to get dark again, dark and cold; well I guess it’s cold. I can’t actually feel it.
How many years has it been? 7? 8? Maybe more, I don’t know. Within this cold prison of my own making.
I have relived that day, that fight, over and over and over again. She was lucky. That’s all it was, luck. She isn’t any better than me; in fact she is beneath me. She isn’t worthy of breathing the same air as me. Not that I breathe anymore. Do I? I’m not sure. I feel my rage building and fight the temptation to think, “I’ll get you my pretty, and your little dog too.”
I am staring, at what I am not sure, it’s dark. Suddenly I feel myself moving again. How? I am not sure. Then I see them, student from the high school, ones who have walked past me a hundred times, never looking, never noticing. Just walking. One of them picks me up and looks at me, I know this one. He was one of the popular kids, wore a letter jacket.
He throws me to his friends, other once popular kids from the school, I don’t know the one who has me now though, he looks older, his eyes look into mine and I can see the pain in him.
I hear them speak, it sounds far away but I guess that is what happens when your ears are buried under gold plating. If I even have any ears, I’m not sure. “Wasn’t this thing in the case with your football trophy?” says the first one.
“Cant be,” says the second. “That thing would have got blown up.”
“I guess.” Replies the first.
The third one pipes up. “It’s kinda spooky looking.”
The second guy has me; he looks down and puts one hand over my head and the other by my feet. One quick movement and I am free. “And its flimsy” says the second laughing, throwing my prison to the floor and walks away with the others.
I rise slowly out of the metal and float by the side of it for a second before I am solid once more. I laugh loud, it comes out as a cackle.
The three boys turn around and look at me, confused looks on their faces, they had obviously thought they were alone.
“Hello boys.” I said as they turn to face me.
“Who the hell are you?” asks the first looking me up and down.
“Oh, just someone out for a little fun.” I wink at the first boy.
“Man, lady. You’re like what? 40?” All three guys start to laugh.
What’s with the banter you ask? Gotta wait for the power to build back up, took me long enough to become solid let alone back to full strength. “Doesn’t matter how old I am, I can still be up for some fun!” I cackle again, this is fun. I then shoot a ray of searing red light through the first boys chest. He falls to the ground. Dead. The second and third boys look at me then at each other then they run. It doesn’t matter; I sore into the air and watch them for a second until I decide it is time. Two more beams kills them both, I love this.
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A/N ok whats with this lack of reviews? I know you're reading it. I can see the hits. Now then i don't really mind if it's bad or good but i can tell you this will not b updated untill i see at least one review. I was being patient but after 4 chapters you have pushed me to far
end of monolog :)