Wherever Life Takes Us

You want to know how I died and rose again?

Here is what happened after I staked Drusilla.

Everything was dark. I couldn't see anything, feel anything. I tried to punch my way out of the ground, soil and dirt falling around me. I couldn't breathe, didn't need to. This place is creepy and I knew I had to get out. Let me tell you something, waking up in your own coffin is not funny at all.

I remember allowing myself to die at the hands of some 80's vampire who looked exactly like Spike. O.k., so his hair wasn't bleached..........

Getting to the fun part.

I am beyond hungry. The kind of hunger that is threatening to tear out my insides. I went to the first person I could find. Instincts kicked in and I locked my mouth around a pulsing vein. This blood was like heaven. Pure and sweet, salty and spicy. I wanted more.............

That was the best fun I've ever had. Killing, slaughtering, and butchering.

I killed several people and turned several others.

I never went back to my sire.

I earned my freedom.

I had to survive on my own. I taught myself how to hunt, how to feed, and how to turn.

There are three different ways to turn someone. You give them extra blood if you want a stronger childe. You give them minimum blood if you just want a childe. You donate only a drop if you want a minion.

I have no need for childeren right now. My main concern is my establishment and rule of the Hellmouth.

I'm actually not ashamed of my vampirism at all. It can be quite exciting. The power, the freedom, the sense of self. It's all so simple, without the unrest weighing you down. As the slayer, I was in denial. I tried normal and it was disgusting!

Parker, commando boy Riley, Scott Hope, and Billy Ford. They were normal, but they never satisfied me. They could never do what Angel or Spike did. Take me to heaven............

Because that's where I want to be.



I think I can create my own family. Just the three of us.

Angelus, Spike, and me. We can take over the world and free this earth of stinky mortality.

It's SO boring.

Humans are the runts of the earth.

They are second class citizens.

We are ancient.

We have travelled the earth beyond time.

We have seen and done so many things.

We don't waste away.

We live.

*We are not perfect
We breathe fire
In the end, you think you know it all

It's not elemental
It's not clear

There's not a single dry eye
In the eye of a storm*


I moved us into the old factory. It was the only place that I could think of to go.

It was dark and gloomy, blocked out the sun.

"Mistress, you are not going to like this but Spike is in town!"

I perked up at the announcement. My Spike is in town?

Buffy: Get the others. I want everyone here and ready to go!