Summary: The world has changed, and vampires now swarm the earth like fanged locusts. It's 1999, and Buffy Summers believes that she and her ten year old sister Dawn are the only humans left on the face of the earth. “Why d’you run?” He asked, a thick British accent making his words seem harsher, like gravel. Buffy stared back at him, her eyes flitting to the two puncture wounds on his neck. They were messier than the others she’d seen. She shivered as his grip tightened, closing her eyes so she didn’t have to see his face change. “Look at me you filth.” He said, giving her a hard shake to match his words. “I want you to look at me as I kill you.” Inspired by Stephanie Meyer's "The Host".
Categories: NC-17 Fics Characters: None
Genres: Romance, Action, Horror, Angst Warnings: Violence, Sexual Situations
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Series: None
Chapters: 2 Completed: No Word count: 7557