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From: owner-buffyfic@lists.xmission.com (Buffyfic-digest)
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Subject: Buffyfic-digest V2 #59
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Buffyfic-digest Tuesday, March 17 1998 Volume 02 : Number 059
In this issue:
BUFFYFIC: The End Of The Innocence Pt 1/5
BUFFYFIC: The End Of The Innocence 3/7
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Date: Tue, 17 Mar 1998 03:46:08 EST
From: Trey Cash <TreyCash@aol.com>
Subject: BUFFYFIC: The End Of The Innocence Pt 1/5
Title: The End of the Innocence Pt 1/5
Author: Alex Queirolo & Erika Rottler
Email: treycash@aol.com, Sasheer@Aol.com
Distribution: Just ask.
Feedback: Absolutely! Please..we're eager to know what y'all thought of our
collaboration. Drop us a line.
Rating: PG-14 at best..extreme situations..see CONTENT WARNING below.
Spoilers: When She Was Bad..basically everything up until PASSION.
***
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story takes about three months after "I Will Survive" and
"That Was the Day". In this time-line, everything up until "Passion" occured
but that is where they split. For the important back story, please read "I
Will Survive".
CONTENT WARNING: We need to be up-front about this; this piece is NOT meant
for minors to read. It tells of graphic violent events and speaks rather
frankly of sexual situations. However, there is no actual sex involved in this
piece. It is rather unflinching and at points crude. We hope you will agree
however that nothing is out of place. Again, this story contains violence,
intense language, extreme angst and rather explicit discussions of sexual
situations.
DISCLAIMER: The only character in this piece that belongs to us is Asher. All
of the others belong to Joss "Da Man" Whedon and Co. Them are gods..we are
students. No bad is meant by this.
***
He groaned and tried to lift it up and into the air. With a sigh of defeat, he
allowed it to drop back to the black asphalt of the parking lot with a loud
thudding noise. "It's too heavy," he whimpered, turning to glare at Cordelia
Chase. Growling he asked, "What the hell did you pack? Your whole damn room?"
"Funny, Xander," Cordelia replied with a grin that was entirely too large. She
nodded her head towards Buffy and said with a smirk,"Buffy understands." She
turned to look at the blonde haired Slayer for back-up. Buffy just sighed and
rolled her eyes. Crossing over to Xander, she reached down and with a grunt
tossed the overstuffed duffle into the beige van parked in the faculty lot of
Sunnydale High.
"We're only going for three days," Xander insisted. "Right, Buff?"
"Sorry, Xand..us girls gotta pack more than just boxers and socks," Buffy
replied with a grin as she single-handidly finished loading the van.
"Yeah, gang up on me," Xander grumbled. "Hey Will, you're with me, right?"
"All that matters is that you believe that," Willow replied, turning back to
some coversation that she was having with Oz.
"Fine, I see how it is. Just no one better look at me if we fall over a bridge
and sink to the bottom of a river because Cordelia's luggage has made us
heavier than the whole Ringling Brothers circus." Xander shot back. Buffy
chuckled and rolled her eyes.
"We're not going over any bridges, Xander." Giles said as he and Jenny
Calendar walked past him and the other teens. They seemed to both be
concentrating on a piece of paper that had a lot of scribbles on it.
Presumably directions to White Wolf Creek.
"Giles," Xander groaned. Again Buffy chuckled.
"Hey Cordelia!" A shrill called out from the entrance gate to the parking lot.
The teens all looked up to see Harmony Cates and three of her friends moving
towards them. Cordelia smiled weakly at her friend. "Why don't you come with
us and lose the social reject project?"
Cordelia opened her mouth to reply and then thought better of it. "We'll see
you there, Harmony." She finally said. Harmony snickered and then snapped her
fingers and started towards the second beige van.
A low growling noise brought their attention to the young boy in back who was
trudging Harmony's suitcase along and grunting. He looked up at Xander,
"Please..please..I'm begging you...are you sure you guys don't have room for
one more?"
Xander grinned, "Sorry man. I suggest using the Walkman and playing heavy
metal. Trust me..it works."
Jonathon sighed and very dejectedly moved after Harmony. Buffy watched him
sympathetically and then with a slight shake of her head, she turned away and
looked at Xander. Reaching out, she grabbed his arm and pulled him over to the
side of the van.
"Hey, I got something for you," she said to him, a small almost shy smile on
her face.
"Oh yeah?" Xander asked, perking up.
"Down boy," Buffy grinned. "It's nothing major. Just something to help you
feel like a man." She winced at her own choice of words. "It sounded better in
my..oh here...just take it!" She thrust out her hand and opened her palm to
reveal her gift.
"Wow," he whistled. "Cool." He leaned forward and removed a knife from her
palm. Turning it over in his hands, he grinned at the design of it. It was
about three to four inches in length with a slopping tip. The entire stainless
steel blade folded back into an aged oak handle. It wasn't a hunting knife but
it was perfect for camping purposes.
"My dad gave it to me when I saw him last weekend. Not really my style but I
thought maybe you'd jam on it," Buffy said by way of explanation.
"Thanks Buffster," Xander grinned, leaning forward to give her a quick hug.
"Alright kids, lock and load." Jenny Calendar called out, walking towards
them. She was holding a blue clip-board in her right hand and a plastic bottle
of Pepsi in the other. "It's time to hit the road."
The kids let out a collective cheer. Buffy looked up at Xander, gave him a
quick peck on the cheek and then broke away from him and rushed towards the
passenger door. "Shot-gun."
"No fair, Slayer!" Xander cried out, looking to the others for help.
"Well..it's not fair.."
Cordelia sighed loudly and then very gently slapped Xander on the arm, "You're
sitting with me anyways, Xander." He looked at her and then noddded and
grinned. Then he looked up in alarm. "What?" She asked quickly.
"Oh hey..hang a sec...there was something I wanted to give you too." Xander
said with a grin. She arched an eyebrow.
"Oh yeah?"
"Uh huh. Come here." He took her by the elbow and led her a few feet away from
the van. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a silver chain with a small
silver ring on it. "This..is for you. That is..I got it..or I'm giving it..or
something...dammmit Cordelia...it's yours."
She smiled and took the neckalce from him, moving the ring up on the chain so
that she could examine it. "Wow..it's incredible." She whispered. And it was.
It was a solid silver band all the way around except for one part at the top
where the silver split and then rejoined. She put it around her neck and
smiled up at him again. He returned the expression and then leaned forward and
kissed her. After a few moments she broke away and looked up at him. "What?
You think just because you gave me a gorgeous ring that you're entitled to
smoochies?"
"Well?" he said pathetically, eyebrow arched in confusion. Then she shrugged.
"You are." Grinning she reached up and pulled his head down to her so that she
could initiate the kiss.
"Come on, love-birds...we outtie." Buffy called from the van. She gave them a
grin and then rolled her eyes. Looking behind her, she nodded to Oz and Willow
also.
Once the group was loaded into the van, Jenny shouted across the lot to where
Giles was trying to cajole Harmony and company into the other van. "We're
outta here, Rupert. See ya there." She looked back at the Scooby Gang as they
so called themselves. "You kids ready?"
"Yup, let's get outta this hellmouth," Xander quipped from the back-seat as he
belted himself in.
"Good enough," Jenny grinned, starting the ignition.
Buffy leaned across the seat, "By the way, how did you manage to get Giles to
be willing to drive the dode patrol? It was hard enough just getting him to
sign up to chaperone this retreat."
"Well..you convinced him to come by saying you could get in trouble...which is
why his bag is loaded with every weapon known to man and I convinced him to
drive that van by using a two headed nickel."
"You didn't!" Willow gasped, honestly looking shocked.
Jenny grinned again, "You never know."
***
"Vogue or Allure?" Willow asked, holding up two magazines. Cordelia frowned
for a moment and then took the Allure. Settling back against the seat, she
opened it and began to casually leaf through it. Xander chuckled and then made
a loud sighing noise and stretched out his legs. Sighing again, he dropped his
head into Cordelia's lap and closed his eyes. "Nap-time."
Rolling up the magazine, Cordelia bent down next to his ear and whispered, "Of
course it is." Then she shoved him off her and into the wedge between the seat
and the seat-back in front of them. "Just not on me." Xander groaned and then
sat up, looking at her with his saddest puppy-dog look. Finally she relented
and he curled up with his head against her.
Buffy chuckled and then looked over at Willow and Oz. Her eyes narrowed when
she saw the black box that Oz was playing was. "Heya, could I..uh..play that
when you're done?"
He looked up at her and grinned, "Sure, Buffy."
"Cool," she chirped, leaning forward to drum her fingers over the tuning
buttons of the radio. In the few short minutes that they'd been in the van so
far, she'd alternated between REM and Air Supply already.
"Just relax kids, "Jenny said with a small smile. "We'll be there before you
know it."
***
"Dammit. Dammit. Dammit! Die!" Buffy yelled as she shook the black Game-Boy
back and forth.
Oz and Willow exchanged amused glances. Then with a slight chuckle, Will
leaned forward and wrapped an arm over the seat and said softly, careful not
to further irritate the frustrated Slayer, "Buffy..maybe you should..give
me...the Game-Boy."
"Touch it and die, Will." Buffy muttered, shaking it again. "Dammit, hey..you
cheated!" She growled at the blinking screen. She looked up at the faces
watching her. "I'm fine..really. The big slimy eye-ball dude just keeps
kicking my Slayer ass and it's really starting to piss me off. No worries. Die
bastard!" She immediately refocused on the screen.
"Wow..loony bin much?" Cordelia quipped, nudging Xander. His only response was
a low-pitched snore that made her frown. She considered giving him a harder
push but was interrupted by an announcement from Ms. C.
"We're here gang." Jenny said, glancing over to where Buffy was sitting. The
young Slayer seemed oblivious to her words. She shook her head and then looked
back at the others. "Do any of you see Rupert?"
Everyone but Buffy turned to look. Willow squinted her eyes. "I don't...wait."
Craning her neck, she looked closer. "Yeah, wait..there they are." Looking
back up at Jenny, Willow sighed. "Only two more things left to do before we
can start setting up camp."
"What's that?" Jenny asked.
"Wrestle the Game-Boy away from Buffy and uh..." she nodded to Xander.
"I'll take care of that, "Cordelia said with a wicked grin. Leaning down, she
pressed her lips to his ear and then blew very softly. That was all it took.
Xander jumped forward, "I didn't do it!" He looked around wildly and saw
everyone but Buffy watching him. And laughing at him. "That was wrong," he
growled.
"Whatever. You loved it." Cordelia grinned.
"That's right, that's right....you are so going down you ugly rat thingee!"
Buffy cried out, still staring at the screen with a glazed look.
Xander lifted an eyebrow. "Lookie, lookie..the Slayer is as nutty as an almond
cookie."
"You just think that up?" Cordelia asked. Xander favored her with an annoyed
scowled. She simply winked, "Thought so. It was kinda cute..in an adolescent
kinda way."
He moved his head slightly to acknowledge her comment with a silent sarcastic
nod.
"Alright kids, pile out..daylight is fading and we gotta get the tents up."
Jenny said as she got out of the van. Xander was the first of the students out
and he quickly jumped up and down and then turned to face the others.
"Ah..fresh air. You gotta love a school that allows a camping retreat."
"Oh yeah...fun." Cordelia groaned. The Senior/Junior weekend retreat was very
much something she had mixed feelings about. She wasn't a big fan of nature
but on the other hand..she was with friends.
The Junior/Senior retreat commitee had rented out all of White Wolf's camp-
sites so that there were ten students at each of the well spaced sites for a
total of something like one hundred and fifty students. And the surrounding
area was about ten miles of forest. It was just beautiful.
Just the same, originally the gang had had no intention of participating in
the retreat until Snyder had nailed them all for leaving campus and made it
mandatory. Anything to mess with them. And so now their options were go and
hate it or go and shove it back in Snyders' face by having a good time. The
latter option seemed more preferable.
"well, it's good to see that you're all in one piece," Giles said, coming
towards them from the other van. The five members of that van were all of
Cordelia's official clique and the only reason they were on the trip was that
they were the planning commitee. And the only reason they were that was
because it looked good on their college applications. Well except for poor
Jonathon..he actually liked camping.
"Did you have a nice trip?" Oz asked as he helped Willow pull one of the tents
off of the roof of the van. Willow unsnapped a bungee cord and then giggled as
it sprang away. Oz favored her with a large smile.
Giles shook his head, "Let's just..get the tents up so I can go lay down and
take a long nap."
Grinning, Xander headed over to help Willow and Oz, "It's always all work and
no play with you, G-Man. Where's your sense of fun? Come on..."
"My sense of fun must have dribbled out the window with the sixth continuous
playing of Nine Ounce Knuckles or whatever the bloody hell that was," Giles
retorted.
Both Jenny and Xander exchanged amused glances. "Nine Inch Nails, Rupert."
Jenny soothed.
"Right. Yes. Um, where's Buffy?" He glanced around at the others to ensure
that he hadn't missed his Slayer but sure enough, she was seemingly
unaccounted for.
Willow laughed and then put a hand over her mouth to contain her chuckles. Oz
pointed towards the passenger seat, "She's into some serious slayage. Beware."
Giles walked around the van and over to the passenger door. Sure enough, there
she was. Focused. Determined. Into the hunt. Deadly. All the things he's ever
asked of her. Of course her prey was a blinking screen. "Buffy.."
"In an minute, Giles..I'm fighting ucky skeleton boy. He's going down," she
breathed quickly, her fingers continuing to punch out a frantic rythym on the
Game-Boy's control panel. Her eyes remained locked on the screen so she never
saw him move in for the kill and then pull the game away from her. "Hey!"
"Buffy.."
"Dammit, Giles...give it back," Buffy growled, advancing on him.
"Buffy, calm down." Giles said softly, lifting it above his head. "This is for
your own good. I'm cutting you off now before you put yourself or anyone else
in danger."
"The only one gonna be in danger is you..now come on..."
"No..."
"Giles..."
He shook his head.
She stared at him for a moment and then decided to change her approach.
Immediately her bottom lip began to waiver. "Aw come on, please? A few more
minutes can't hurt..please?"
"I'm sorry," Giles replied, passing the game to Jenny who was laughing
entirely too much in Buffy's opinion.
"Don't you love me, Giles?" Buffy tried again, looking at him desperately.
He sighed, "I'll make you a deal. Help us get the tents up and I'll grant you
supervised visiting rights."
She considered it and then reluctantly nodded, Grumbling, she stalked over to
where Xander was standing. Jenny lifted an eyebrow at Giles and then shook her
head.
"Problems, Buff?" Xander asked, handing her a long metal pole. All he knew
about it was that it belonged somewhere in the framing of the tent. After
that..well...he was pretty much lost. Of course Willow and Cordy weren't
helping; they'd already managed to construct the frame of theirs and they
weren't giving the self proclaimed nature boy any hints. And Oz? Well on
Willow's advice, he was off with Jonathon collecting wood to start the fire.
"Giles is a big meanie," Buffy grunted, slamming the pole into the ground with
the force equal to that of it having been hammered in.
Xander looked up, "Right. That's where it goes." He shook his head and rested
a comforting hand on her overall clad shoulder, "It'll be okay. You'll get Mr.
Game-Boy back with good behavior."
"That's right, Xander..keep laughing..just remember..I know where you sleep."
Buffy hissed, grabbing another pole from him and slamming it into the ground
just like the first. Then she looked up at him and smiled evily. "Not that I
would everrrrrr hurt you..that is."
"Uh huh," he nodded, "I'm believing that."
***
With Buffy's feverish help, they managed to finish getting the tents up well
before dark fell and then they got the fire going. They acutually had to push
the logs they were using to sit on back a few feet after Willow inadvertingly
built something that better resembled a five star blaze than a camp-fire.
Dinner duty fell to the adults as they were the only ones who weren't
complaining of chronic fatigue. What was constructed was certainly better than
cafeteria food but not quite gourmet. Just the same, Xander was more than
happy to finish off the extras. After a few minutes of after-dinner silence,
both Giles and Jenny stood.
"We're going to take the dishes down to the creek," Jenny told them, not
bothering to add that they would probably take a little walk also. It was a
beautiful night for an after-dinner stroll through nature.
"You kids think you can handle it?" Giles asked, more to the outsiders to the
group than to the Slayerettes.
Xander waved off the two adults, "No worries...we've got it covered. Hey Oz-
man...pass the marshmallows."
Oz tipped his head in acknowledgement and then tossed the bag about five feet
over the roaring fire and into Xander's hand. Immediately, Xander passed one
to Cordelia who was sitting next to him, curled against him with his arm
around her. She chose to forego the roasting of it and instead popped it into
her mouth. Xander sighed and decided to give up on his attempts to teach her
the ways of camping.
"Hey losers, a peace offering." Harmony chirped, crossing over to them. Not
suprisingly, her group was right at her heels. Thrusting her hand out, she
produced a glass dish. "Brownies. All yours. Don't break the dish." She pushed
it into Xander's hand and then nodded to her friends. Immediately they turned
and moved back towards the tent at the very border of the camp-site. No..they
were most certainly not in danger of over-socializing.
"My new best friend," Xander called after her as he hastily ripped through the
tin-foil packaging to get to the brownies.
"Oh, lucky me," Harmony shot back. Her words were followed by giggles as the
girls disappeared into the tent.
Xander popped a brownie into his mouth and then passed the dish to Cordelia.
"Here. Yummy." He said between a mouthful of brownie. Cordelia rolled her
eyes. She eyed the dish suspiciously for a moment and then sighed and took one
herself. She then placed the dish on Buffy's knees. The Slayer didn't even
react.
"Buffy..food." Willow whispered. Buffy glanced down and away from the Game-
Boy screen. Quickly she took two of them and jammed them into her mouth. It
rather single-handedly killed the notion of being lady-like. Oz chuckled and
took the dish from her so that she could return to the game that she'd stolen
back from Giles' things while he and Ms.C had been making dinner.
"Okay," Willow chirped, "Truth or dare."
"Cool," Oz grinned. "Three days a month...I need a body wax."
Cordelia laughed and then narrowed her eyes and focused on the Slayer whose
gaze was locked rather intently on the Final Fantasy game being played out on
the game rested in her palms. "Buffy..truth or dare?"
"Truth," Buffy muttered, not looking up. "Damn bastards. Fight me...are you
scared? That's right..bring it on."
"When was the last time you and Angel were..you know...together?" Cordelia
questioned, knowing that it would eventually get Buffy's attention.
"Thurs..wha..what?" Buffy asked, looking up with blue eyes full of shock.
Xander started cackling but when she turned her deadly gaze on him, he lost it
completely and began to laugh. A moment later, he found himself off of the log
he was sitting on, rubbing his bruised bottom and glaring at the marshmallow
that had blind-sided him. "Owww." And then he started laughing again. Cordelia
shook her head at him and then pulled him back up.
"Truth or dare, Cordy." Buffy asked, returning her focus to the game.
Cordelia narrowed her eyes, "Dare."
A few long moments of silence passed and then Buffy finally grunted and
punched the start button to pause the game. "Damn litttle little bug things."
Looking up she asked, "I'm sorry..did you say.."
"Dare." Cordelia reitterated.
"Okay. Hm...okay...kiss Xander." Buffy grinned, her mind churning.
Cordelia shrugged and leaned in towards Xander to give him a peck on the lips
but Buffy quickly reached across and put a hand between them.
"Nuh uh. A real kiss, Cordy."
"You're evil."
"Turnaround is fair play." Buffy laughed. "And you said dare."
"Fine." Still glaring at the chuckling Slayer, Cordelia reached forward and
grabbed the collar of Xander's flannel and pulled him to her. Not that he was
resisting. Just the same, she wasn't very big on PDA's. Which of course didn't
explain how explosive things almost got when their lips touched and the kiss
deepened. He wrapped his arm around her and she tried to wrap her hand around
his neck. Which was of course when they both lost their balance and went
tumbling to the dirt.
"Woah," Oz said, "I'm thinking NC-17."
Willow giggled and reached for another brownie. She passed the plate back to
Buffy who'd already consumed half of it anyways. Buffy, having returned to the
game, fumbled for the brownie for a few moments and then managed to break off
an edge and stuff it into her mouth. Willow began to laugh harder.
"Okay, truth or dare, Will?" Xander asked, scowling at the empty plate of
brownies. He shot Buffy a look but then found that he couldn't keep a straight
face without giggling like a school girl.
"Truth," Willow all but sang. She was grinning like a fool.
"Um.." Xander stared at his fingers for a minute and then laughed. Then
looking back up at Willow, he narrowed his eyes and asked, "Who are you? Who
are you really?"
Buffy looked up and lifted an eyebrow, "Oh that was..." then she frowned.
"Hm..oh hey...what was I saying?"
Xander started to laugh. He looked up at her and tried to talk,"Oh
hey..Buff...um..Buffy.." He tried to look behind her but ended up doubling
over in laughter instead.
Cordelia glanced up at the shadows forming behind Buffy and a look of fear
crossed over her face. But it didn't stay very long before amusement won out.
Giggling almost hysterically, she turned to Buffy, "Truth or dare?"
"I already took my turn, "Buffy replied, not looking up. "Dammit, Oz..I think
this thing is broken...this little dude with the horns..he's floating or
something." She shook the game and then stared at it again with an annoyed
expression. "Stop moving."
"Truth or dare, Buffy." Cordelia asked again, falling down beside Xander on
the ground.
"Definately an..or something...uh..truth?"
"Do you like vampires?"
"There's only one I like and he doesn't move half as much as these stupid
little men. Oz! What the hell is wrong with this thing? Oh my
God..he's..he's..what the hell is he doing?" She turned the game sideways and
then turned her head also.
"Buffy..vampires..there's..um....one..no three..no sex..d'oh..I said sex,"
Xander chortled, holding his sides.
"Sex? Where?" Cordelia asked. Then she looked up at Xander and they both
exclaimed, "Oh shit! Vampires!" And then they began to laugh again.
Buffy leapt upwards and dropped the game to the log. She watched as the ground
began to spin. "Bad guys! Bad guys! Yes!"
"Right!" Xander yelled, reaching over to grab Cordelia's hand. "We can dance
to it!"
The vampires all exchanged amused glances and the largest, presumably the
leader smirked when he said, "Oh this is gonna be fun. And Spike worried that
six of us couldn't stir up enough trouble." Laughing, he reached towards the
woozy Slayer.
Buffy took a step backwards and reached down to grab a marshmallow stick that
had been charred on the end. She then proceded to jab it at the vampire in a
playful but certainly un-Slayer like manner. "On guard." She cried. The
vampire stared at her in shock and just watched as she delivered jab after
jab, while continuously making silly taunts. He should have been paying more
attention though because one of her playful jabs sent the stick directly into
his heart. As the dust settled about her shoulders, she stared at it almost
sadly before shrugging and chirping, "Oops, my bad."
"Oh...that had to hurt," Willow observed as she started to turn.
"Not as much as you'll hurt when I break your neck," a second vampire growled,
grabbing her by the throat. He pressed his teeth to her throat and growled,
"You're a cute one." Willow's eyes widened as all of the humor of the
situation seeped away and she realized just what intense danger she and all of
her friends were in.
"Buffy!" Willow screamed towards her bouncy and still completely out of it
friend.
"No Slayer to help you this time," the vamp laughed. Eyes wide in horror, she
began to squirm, desperately fighting to break his hold.
TBC...
- -
------------------------------
Date: Tue, 17 Mar 1998 03:56:00 EST
From: Trey Cash <TreyCash@aol.com>
Subject: BUFFYFIC: The End Of The Innocence 3/7
Title: The End of the Innocence Pt 3/7
Author: Alex Queirolo & Erika Rottler
Email: treycash@aol.com, Sasheer@Aol.com
Distribution: Just ask.
Feedback: Absolutely! Please..we're eager to know what y'all thought of our
collaboration. Drop us a line.
Rating: PG-14 at best..extreme situations..see CONTENT WARNING below.
Spoilers: When She Was Bad..basically everything up until PASSION.
***
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story takes about three months after "I Will Survive" and
"That Was the Day". In this time-line, everything up until "Passion" occured
but that is where they split. For the important back story, please read "I
Will Survive".
CONTENT WARNING: We need to be up-front about this; this piece is NOT meant
for minors to read. It tells of graphic violent events and speaks rather
frankly of sexual situations. However, there is no actual sex involved in this
piece. It is rather unflinching and at points crude. We hope you will agree
however that nothing is out of place. Again, this story contains violence,
intense language, extreme angst and rather explicit discussions of sexual
situations.
DISCLAIMER: The only character in this piece that belongs to us is Asher. All
of the others belong to Joss "Da Man" Whedon and Co. Them are gods..we are
students. No bad is meant by this.
***
Buffy took the lead, carrying the back-pack on her shoulders. She'd loaded it
with a rope in case Xander had managed to fall down a hill or something, a
gallon of water which hung from the side of the pack, a blanket and a very
downsized first aide kit. Just band-aids and stuff. It would suffice.
She looked over her shoulder and saw Willow and Oz trailing a few feet back
talking in hushed tones and carrying on a thumb war while trying to walk
without tripping. And behind them, about five to six feet back was Cordelia
who was still very obviously still fuming from her argument with Buffy.
"Xander?" Buffy cried out, her voice echoing in the crisp morning air. She
pulled her black and grey flannel shirt tighter around her. She called out for
her missing friend again and heard both Willow and Oz repeat the call.
"Over here," came a voice from just beyond the trees; by the creek.
"Xander!" The quartet cried out in sinc. They all exchanged amused glances and
Buffy lifted an eyebrow. Shaking her head, she grabbed Willow by the arm and
took off towards the sound of Xanders' voice.
When they got there, they found him standing by the creek. He had his back to
them but they could see that he was swirling a long stick in the water. He
tapped his foot against the muddy embankment and then turned to smile at them.
"Xander? Are you alright?"Willow asked hurriedly as she moved over to inspect
him for injuries. He put out a hand to stop her.
"Hey guys, I'm fine. I just came down here to think..I guess I lost track of
time. Sorry if I worried you." Xander said, still smiling. He dropped the
stick into the water.
"Well..as long as your're alright," Buffy replied, torn between scolding or
hugging him. She finally settled on playfully punching him on the shoulder.
"Great. He's fine. Can we get back to camp so I can shower?" Cordelia asked
with irritation weighing down her voice. It was better than letting any of
them know how worried she'd actually been.
"Ya, wouldn't want you to have a bad hair day. Oh wait..that's every day,"
Xander quipped dryly.
"Hey guys, no fighting before breakfast, ok?" Oz pleaded.
Xander laughed, "Sure. Oh heyyyy...I found something." He made an excited
motion with his hands," You guys have got to see it. It is so cool."
"Where it is?" Willow asked. "And what is it?"
"Not too far and it's well...no...I can't put it into words. You've got to see
it with your own eyes." Xander gushed, reaching out to grab Buffy. He spun her
quickly. "It's amazing."
Buffy laughed, "Okay. Five minutes extra won't kill us." She shrugged and
wrapped an arm around his.
"Nope," Xander said with a strange smile, "But it is killer...trust me."
"I'd prefer to go back," Cordelia protested, hands on her hips.
"Then go," Xander countered. "You've been against this whole trip so far..why
not this?"
"That is so not true," Cordelia growled. "You know what? I don't need any of
this...I'm going back.."
"Wait a minute," Willow said softly. She reached out and grabbed Cordelia by
the arm. Dragging her a few feet away, the girls had a quiet but very animated
conversation that ended with Cordy yelling "Fine.". Willow smiled back over at
the others. "We're ready now, Xander."
"Excellent." Oz smiled. Then he looked at Buffy. "Hey, why don't you let me
carry the pack for awhile. It will..increase my feeling of manliness." Willow
laughed at him and grabbed his arm. Buffy smirked and very willingly handed
over the back.
"Ready gang?" Xander asked.
Buffy grinned and looked up at Xander, "Lead on, Xand-man."
"Gladly," he replied, sticking a hand into the pocket of his jeans.
They walked for a few minutes, ten at least, with Buffy and Xander at the top.
Once again Willow and Oz walked in the middle and Cordelia brought up the end.
She continued to grumble to herself, eyes locked on the back of Xanders' head.
He, of course, seemed oblivious to it all. He continued to chat merrily with
Buffy; making her laugh at his stupid jokes.
And then he stopped. And looked around.
"You sure you know where we are, Xand?" Buffy asked with an amused grin. She
turned so that she was facing him instead of standing side-by-side with him.
"The way you've lead us...I doubt we'll ever find our way out of here."
Eyes turning like slabs of rock, he whispered, "That's the plan, Slayer." And
then he jerked his hand forward and slapped it with a hard twist of his wrist
against her stomache. Buffy gasped and looked up at him with horror and pain
reflected in her waterty blue eyes. She gasped his name as an uncertain
question.
He watched as she turned towards the others, standing only on the strength of
her will-power. Wavering and trembling fiercely, she reached down to her
stomache and pulled the knife she'd given him the day earlier out of her. She
looked at her blood drenched hands in shocked wonder and then her eyes rolled
back and her knees turned to jello. With a anguished whimper, the little
Slayer crashed to the forest floor; blood streaking upwards and staining her
flannel. As she hit the ground, several twigs snapped under the sudden weight.
"Buffy!" Willow screamed, dropping to her friends' side. She wasted no time in
ripping the flannel away and peeling Buffy's white shirt up so that she could
inspect the wound.
Cordelia rolled her eyes, "Oh hysterical, guys. How long did it take you to
come up with this?"
Oz, who'd dropped down next to Willow and Buffy, stared up at her in horror.
He then reached over and grabbed one of Willow's now blood soaked hands and
lifted it so that Cordelia could see it. "No joke...oh God..."
"Xander, what have you done?" Willow begged as she took Oz's flannel and
pressed it against Buffy's wound. The Slayer continued to tremble but somehow
managed to stay both quiet and consious.
"I've had fun," Xander grinned. "Research boy got to do some damage. Damn..I
don't think I've killed someone since the last time Buffy let me save her
life." Then he frowned. "But I want more fun." With a shake of his head, he
reached down and picked up the discarded bloody knife. He wiped it clean with
the tail of his shirt.
"Willow!" Cordelia screamed.
Xander cocked his head and smiled, "Aw..too late." And with that he shoved the
knife to Willow's throat. "Stand up, Wills." His voice left little room for
argument. Gazing evenly at Oz he said, "Don't even think about it, Wolf-
Boy...I will bleed her dry before you lift your foot. Trust me, you don't want
to piss me off."
"Xander, please.."Willow whispered. "Buffy.."
"Shut up," he growled. "I'm sick of always hearing about Buffy. It's always
her."
"I've been saying that forever," Cordelia muttered. Then she looked up at him,
"But this isn't you. You're not you. You must be possessed or something."
"Oh yeah," Xander laughed, "Dream on. This is me." He shoved the knife harder
against Willow's throat. "All me. I guess I just had it with all of your self-
righteous, self-absorbed all-me ways. Maybe I thought I'd teach you a lesson."
Then he shrugged. "Or maybe I just wanted to play."
"Play-time is over,Xander. Buffy needs a doctor," Cordelia snapped back,
dropping down next to Oz.
"Nuh uh..both of you up and away from our unfortunate Slayer." Xander growled.
Then he pointed the knife away from Willow and towards Buffy. "As of right
now, she's out of the game. It's just us." Then he turned back to Cordelia.
"Up, love of mine...and get the rope out of the pack. And the water. Go on,
Oz..help her out. Let's make this quick."
Oz unstrapped the pack and opened it up so that he could get the rest of the
rope. His eyes caught on the first aide kit and he locked gazes with Cordelia.
She nodded almost imperctibly. Reaching across, she took the rope from Oz and
lifted the first aide kit under the bulk of it.
"You really are a dumb bitch, aren't you?" Xander growled. "Damn,
Cordelia...you know...brains never were your strong suit so stop trying to use
what you don't have." He grabbed her by the wrist and forced her to drop the
kit. Picking it up himself, he threw it into the woods. "Now, you two walk in
front of me...Willow will stay with me until we get to where we're going. Move
out, glitter bunnies."
Cordelia threw him a disgusted look and then started to move slowly forward.
Oz did likewise. Xander grinned and sighed and then wrapped his arm around
Willow and held her close to him as they slowly walked behind the others.
"God, do you know how great it feels when a plan comes together, Will? It's
awesome."
"Xander..please." She said softly, tears falling down her cheeks."She needs
help..she'll die...please..please..."
"Shut up, Will. You're pissing me off now. Man..right when we were beginning
to be okay with each other," Xander said in exasperation. He made a noise with
the air between his tongue and his cheek and then pressed the knife harder
against Willow's throat, drawing a drop of blood. She gasped more in surprise
than pain but the sound just the same caused Oz to spin around in horror.
Xander smirked at him and then gazed around the area, "Okay, hey..this is far
enough." He took the knife away from Willow's throat and then tossed her
against Oz, causing them to both crumble to the ground. "Cordelia, sweetheart,
tie them up for me."
"Why don't you do it yourself," Cordelia growled, throwing the rope to the
ground.
His face contorted into a visage of pure rage. She barely had time to think
before his hand connected soundly with her cheek. She closed her eyes tightly
and bit back on the pain. "Dammit, do it or they all die."
Her face still stinging, she glared at him challenging. But then she saw the
mental image of Buffy lying bloody and only semi-consious on the ground. He
was serious. Slowly, the defiant resolve melted away and she bent down to
comply. She crawled over to where Oz was holding Willow against his chest and
lifted the rope up in a gesture that showed how helpless she was. He nodded
understandingly.
"You okay, Willow?" Cordelia whispered as she began to wrap the rope around Oz
and the young hacker. Willow nodded slowly and her eyes widened as she saw
their assilant walk up behind Cordelia.
"Get down next to them, Cordy. Gotta tie you up, too. "
"Xander, please, what's wrong with you..this...this isn't you." Willow
insisted.
"What do you know about me, Wills? That I'm sweet ol' lovable Xander. Side-
kick extrordinaire and the loyal love-struck puppy-dog of the almighty
Slayer?" Then he shook his head, "As for what's wrong with me? Nothing...I
feel..." he paused and then promptly burst into song, "I feel pretty!"
Then with a laugh, he bent down and began to tie the rope tightly around the
trio. He made a loose knot and then sat down, pointing the knife at the
threesome. "Here's how it goes..you've got a decision to make, Cordelia."
"Oh? What's that..you want me to decide whether to kill you or just maim you?"
She growled.
He dipped his head towards her in annoyed acknowledgement. "No, you get to
choose who stays and who goes. That could mean who lives and who dies if y'all
piss me off enough."
"What?" Cordelia whispered.
Xander sighed impatiently, "Spell it out, much? Alright, let me walk you
through this..I see it's gonna take that much. Either you or Oz is gonna be
set free. No, no..let me cut off your question..why? Right? Why? Because it's
apart of the game and no game is as fun without a chance for the other team to
win. So this is your chance. One of you two gets to try and find help..not
that you have a prayer of it..but you get to try..before I decide to play
slice and dice boy with the rest of you."
"Xander.."
"Your choice, Cordy. You or wolfy. Make it smart."
Cordelia turned her head away from him. Closing her eyes, she saw the image of
Buffy flash in her mind again. Assuming that the Slayer was still alive, her
time had to be growing short so whoever went for help had to be able to cover
ground in a time effecient manner. That would mean Oz..afterall, wasn't it
possible that he still had some of his wolf tracking instincts even though he
wasn't weirded out? But it was more than that. Because when it was all said
and done, what it eventually came down to was the question of whether or not
she had the right to condemn another person to death.
"I'll stay."
"No!" Oz yelled. Xander silenced him with a dramatic point of the knife. Then
he looked back at Cordelia.
"Good choice. Perhaps there still are a few working brain cells left in there,
Cordy. Maybe we didn't smoke them all out of ya just yet, eh?" He laughed and
bent to untie Oz.
"Under two conditions." Cordelia said suddenly, voice sharp but emotionless.
Xander turned back towards, the laughter gone. "Excuse me? Maybe I was wrong
about the brain cells. Hello...I don't think so. This ain't your game, pom-pom
girl."
"Yeah, well..if you want me to play, you'll let the others go.."
"Not happening. I said Oz..don't push it or I'll let you all go with nice
little slits in your neck."
"Fine," she growled, "Then at least bring Buffy back over here and let Willow
try to help her. Afterall, what do you have to lose? You know we won't leave
her here. We're trapped with you."
Xander tapped the knife against his teeth as he thought about it. Finally he
shrugged, "Sure..what do I care? We can watch her die in front of us.
Yeah..yeah..that'll be fun. You know...payback for watching Jesse die in front
of me."
"Xander," Willow gasped.
"Why thank you, Will. You just volunteered to go bring Buffy over her. I do
love you." He finished untying them and then he tapped Oz on the shoulder.
"Off with you now."
Oz stood reluctantly and looked at the girls. Willow nodded and he very slowly
began to move off. Then Xander pushed Willow towards Buffy. When she protested
that dragging her would only further injure the Slayer, he promptly laughed
and said, "And that's a problem..why?" Finally, she moved to help Buffy.
About five minutes later, she reappeared half-dragging and half-carrying the
semi-consious Slayer. She threw down her jacket and laid Buffy on it. Xander
watched for a few minutes and then bent to finish untying Cordelia. As she'd
said, with Buffy unable to do anything to save herself, the other girls were
also trapped. "Are you enjoying the game, Cordy?" Xander whispered into her
ear, his fingers grazing her left cheekbone.
Cordelia snorted derisively," Not likely."
"Aw, don't sweat it..because things are about to get even more interesting. I
promise." He glanced over at Willow who was working feverishly to prevent the
trembling Slayer from bleeding to death. He shook his head and sighed. "We're
gonna start a new game. It's kinda like...truth or dare. Like last night. Only
one itty bitty little change. See in this game..I ask all the questions and
you answer them all."
"Xander, please..I know you're angry about last night but.."
"This isn't about last night you stupid bitch. God, do you really think that
the entire world revolves around you?" Xander hissed as his eyes turned to
cold hard slits.
"Fine," she agreed icily, "It has nothing to do with last night."
A smile slowly reappeared on his face, "So..you wanna play? Oh, come on..I
know you do. Ooh ooh...this is gonna be so much fun."
"Umm, Xander?" Willow called out, her voice shaky. Cordelia turned her head to
look at Willow who was sitting next to Buffy, pressing a light colored flannel
against Buffy's wound. By the dark red tint beginning to overtake the cloth,
it was obvious that Buffy was not in a good way. "Xander?" Willow called out
again but just as before, he seemed oblivious to her.
Cordelia made a dramatic motion of pointing towards Willow and Buffy so that
Xander would have to see it. He blinked and then turned towards them. Sounding
almost bored, he drawled, "What?"
"Um, can..can I have Cordelia's jacket?" Willow asked. She looked over at
Cordelia questioningly. Xander shrugged so Cordelia quickly removed the
jacket. It was worth somewhere in the hundreds but right now the fact that it
was about to be stained with blood didn't really bother her that much. It
scared her, yes, but the reason for that was fear for the individual bleeding.
Without a second thought, she tossed it to Willow.
She caught the jacket and immediately pressed it against the wound. Buffy made
a slight whimpering noise at the pressure. Reaching down, Willow moved the
little Slayers' head into her lap. She leaned forward and whispered for Buffy
to hold on. Then taking Buffy's hand, she squeezed it. "Xander, this has got
to stop...I don't know what's wrong with you but...please..she's losing too
much..."
"Blood?" Xander finished for her with a laugh. "She's losing too much blood,
is she, Will? Lemme see if ol' buddy Xander can help." And with that he moved
over and bent down next to Buffy. "How ya feeling, Buffster?"
"Xander?" She whispered. "Wha...what's wrong...wi..with you?" Her hand shook
as she tried to lift it up to touch him. Almost immediately, his face
contorted and lashing out, he snagged her wrist in an iron grab. Holding it
tight, he twisted it hard until there was a snap. Lacking the strength to
scream in agony, she simply whimpered in pain; a tear streaking down her face.
"Xander! Dammit, stop it! Haven't you done enough?!" Willow howled. She
squeezed the hand she was still holding and despite the Slayers' weakened
state, felt equal return.
"Oh, I've just begun." He brandished the knife and flashed it in Willow's
face. "Alright, here it is..I make the rules here, Will. You contradict me
again and I won't give Oz ol' boy time to return with the rest of the Scooby
gang...I'll make her bleed from her throat." Then he grinned. "Might even get
creative and give her a nice big happy face." He bent down next to Buffy
again. "You'd like that, wouldn't ya, Buff?"
"X..Xand? Where are you?" Buffy gasped out, shaking. She held her injured and
quickly swelling left hand tightly against her body. Not that it mattered; she
was soaked in blood and pretty much all of her that was important besides her
head and her legs was injured.
He narrowed his eyes and leaned forward, "You don't learn, do you?" You never
fucking learn. Just drag everyone around you kicking and screaming into hell.
You wanna know where I am, Slayer? I'm where you sent me and now I'm right
here." And with that he pulled back his fist and slammed it against her rib
cage. She gasped out and began to cough frantically. Her entire body shook
violently with each hack as she tried to force oxygen into her lungs.
Willow grabbed her friend and wrapped her body around her, rocking her in her
arms until she managed to calm the Slayer into taking more sedate breaths. She
then looked up at Xander, "I won't let you hurt her anymore..."
He growled at her and took a step forward, flicking the knife towards her, "I
warned you.."
"Xander, stop." Cordelia said loudly. She looked up at him with determination
and fear naked in her eyes. He knew she was scared. She wouldn't hide that.
Let him know. He knew already. He had taken down the Slayer..it didn't get
much scarier than that.
"What" Xander queried, looking at her increduously. He stood and loomed tall
over Willow and Buffy. Not surprisingly, Willow continued to hold the fiercely
trembling Slayer tightly against her own body.
"This is our game. You said so yourself. You and me. Let it be our game. Leave
them out of this. It has nothing to do with them. Just us."
Xander grinned. "Quite right, Cordy. Quite right." Walking over to her, he
pocketed the knife. "Okay, then let's start simple. My...thank you for
agreeing to play. See I can be nice as long as you follow the rules. Then you
don't have to bleed. Yet..anyways." He drummed his open palm against his
knuckles for a few beats before finally grinning. "Oh. Oh. Oh. Yes, I got it
now..see. Okay..here it is...how many guys have you...what's the magic
word..anticipation time...fucked? How many guys have you fucked?"
Cordelia tensed up. Looking away, her gaze fell on Buffy and Willow. It was
then, while she watched Willow work desperately to keep Buffy calm and still
that she realized just how futile her resistance really was. How like the
Borg. If she refused to play his game, then the Slayers' life was almost
certainly forfeit. Her pride wasn't worth that much. Turning back to Xander,
she whispered, "Three."
"Oooh...I take it he's not one of them, "Xander said thoughtfully, almost
absently. Then he looked back up at her. "What were they like?"
"What?" she whispered.
"Aw..don't get squeamish on me now. I mean, if that's what you want..I can
make you hold Buffy while I play the slicer boy. Then you'll know squeamish.
All I'm asking is if you liked getting fucked. Not really a hard question for
a scholar like you."
"Fuck you," she hissed.
"Not yet, love." Xander laughed. And then he leaned forward, "Course you never
were my first choice of girls to do. I wanted Buffy but when she played cold
except for the corpse...I figured you'd pony up and give a good ride." Then he
sighed. "But once again you distract me. Answer the question or I spill some
more blood."
Staring at the ground, barely able to keep her mind from shutting down at the
bitter echoing of his hateful words, she managed to force out the words he
wanted to hear, "The first...hurt..I...um..cried through it all."
"Not a good memory," he stated.
"No," she whispered, clearing her throat. "The second was...more out of
pressure than anything else."
"What was the sex like?" Xander murmured, pacing in front of her. He stopped
and faced it, "Was it hard? Good..come on..." And then he started moving
again.
She stared up at him, "It felt good. A fun time. The third was the best. He
knew just what was right...what buttons to push. I enjoyed it..a lot."
And then she saw it. A flash of pain in his eyes. He was still in there. Her
Xander..the one that still knew the side of the angels. Not the twisted
demented one that had been formed by..well...only God knew the answer to that
one. Before she could think too hard on it, she saw Xander turn his head
towards Buffy and Willow.
"Hey, Will...I'm thirsty. We're outta water..see.." he reached down and
grabbed the water bottle. Uncapping it, he poured it out. "Go down to the
creek and get some more. From acoss the falls where the water is white. That
means it's pure."
Willow took Buffy's good hand and pressed it down against the jackets over her
wound. Then slowly, she stood. She could tell by his focused gaze that he
wasn't playing games at the moment. He wouldn't hesistate to kill Buffy if she
didn't comply.
As she started to walk towards the sound of rushing water, he called out after
her, "Oh and Wills, hurry back or I may get a little knife happy." Willow
stared at him for a moment and then did as she was told.
***
By the time Willow returned almost two hours later, she could tell by the
setting of the sun in the sky that it was mid-afternoon. She trudged up to
Xander carrying an empty water jug and set it down at his feet. "We're too
lost..I can't find it. And I won't let you kill her because I got lost."
Xander grinned. "That's okay. I've had my fun. You'd better get to nurse-
maiding her, Will. You're always good at that. Picking up poor pathetic
Buffy's life and putting it at the top of your list everytime she gets a boo-
boo. Cripes... honestly don't know who'd more pathetic..." Then he sighed.
"She's bleeding pretty heavy again. And she's making noise. It's in your best
interests to make both stop."
"What did you do to her?' Willow demanded, anger flashing in her eyes. She
looked over at Cordelia and was astonished to see the girl staring down at the
ground, shaking as she tried to control herself. She could see the dark
shading of newly forming bruises on Cordy's cheeks. Sadly, Willow turned her
gaze back to Xander.
"Now Will, take it easy there little buddy. You seem to have forgotten whose
game this is." He jabbed the handle of the knife against his chest. "It's my
game. Mine. So sit the fuck down and do what you can for her. Give her peace,
keep her quiet. You do it or I will and believe me...my way is a lot more fun
for me."
"You sick fuck, "Cordelia growled.
He turned to face her and grinned, "You ready to play again? Break over? I'll
give you a few more minutes if ya want. I figure we have all the time in the
world."
"Angel...Angel..." Buffy whispered suddenly, her words slurred and barely
audible. Her eyelids were at half-mast and at best, she was only semi-
consious. Her color was becoming increasingly bad as was her breathing.
"Angel.."
Xanders' eyes blazed with fire and he took two steps towards Buffy and Willow.
The red-haired girl, for her part, tightened her hold on the Slayer, once
again cradling her.
"Don't you have anymore questions, Xander?" Cordelia screamed.
He spun on her and then slid down next to her, placing the knife against her
throat. "Do you want to die, Cordy?"
"No," she replied hoarsely, her eyes refusing to lock with his.
"Then why do you keep challenging me? Doesn't it occur to you that maybe if I
slice and dice Buffy over there..then maybe..just maybe..I'll feel happy
again. And if I feel happy again, then we can end this little game? Wouldn't
that be nice? Don't you want to live, Cordelia?"
"I want to live," she whispered, looking over at Buffy. She could see little
more than the way that the Slayer shook with every trembling breath she took.
And she could see the horrified expression on Willow's face as she tried
valiantly to keep her best friend breathing. "I want us all to live.
Please..end this."
Xander ignored her last comments, "You wanna live..then kill Buffy..make her
scream and bleed. If you make it hurt enough..I'll let both you and Willow
free."
"Xander.." Willow whispered.
"Well, Cordy....how about it..won't take much right now to kill her...you
might even find out you enjoy it."
She looked up at him, "Fine. I'll do it."
"Wow...I don't fucking believe you." Xander hissed, grabbing her by the shirt.
"I mean..would he actually believe that? Is he that stupid and gulliable? I'm
not that dumb, little girl...no no no."
Cordelia clenched her jaw and turned away, "This game is getting old, Xander."
"Oh well, can't have that, "Xander teased. "Hmm...let's see here...what can we
do to make this game more enjoyable for our dear Cordelia?" Suddenly he jumped
and clapped his hands together. "Oh oh oh. I got it. I know...let's do some
role-playing. Have you ever done that before, Cordy? You know..like with your
other boyfriends...he's the big bad cop and you're the cheap hooker..well
granted..that's not role-playing but you get the idea. Well, have you?"
"No," she whispered, looking away from him. It was so hard to believe that
this was really him. But he spoke with Xanders' words. He was Xander...just
not the good part of him.
"Oh..you'll like this one," Xander hissed into her ear. He stood back and
clapped his hands together. "Actually it's simple for you..see you get to play
poor pathetic you and me...well I get the juicy role. I get to be your
cheerleading coach...what was his name..oh ya...Jimmy Nordhoff. The big bad
man who got the prize. That's me."
Her fragile hold on her remaining calm finally snapped, "You sick bastard."
"No, no, no...you know you liked it, " he growled savagely.
"Fuck you," she threw into his face. She felt the anger boil up inside her and
harden her heart. And as he leaned in closer to her, to taunt her and
challenge her, she felt the fury trip the wire that was holding her self-
control in place. Without realizing just what she was doing, she pulled back
and hit him as hard as she could swing.
He jumped back in pain and yelped. He placed a hand on his reddening cheek and
then pulled away. As he stalked back towards her, his face contorted into a
visage of pure hatred. "You're right...I'm sick of this game." Reaching
forward, he grabbed her hair and then threw her into a tree. With a grunt, she
collapsed to the ground; out cold.
TBC...
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