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02 | Night Time Snack

Fanfic Bootcamp Rank: Specialist

Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer

FLASH FICTION
(500 Words)

Yet again, Buffy Summers was face-to-face with Angel. Only this time, Willow was between them. Drusilla had a hold of Willow, continually pressing her fanged face towards her neck before backing off in a fit of maniacal laughter. Blood tinted her lips, the remnants of her last victim goaded discomfort.

With a stake in her hand, Buffy was ready to kill the man she once loved. Or, at least, she felt she was. He had killed and tortured too many people. This had to stop once and for all. Whether Buffy had the nerve to do what needed to be done, though, was another matter.

Drusilla's arms were wrapped around Willow's neck. The latter squirmed as Angel paced in front of them. They were taunting Buffy. They were trying to force her hand. Drusilla took her cue, casually pressing her fangs into Willow's neck softly until little droplets of blood spilt out. As Willow sagged against her, Drusilla's cackle erupted moments later.

Nothing but a crazy fiend!

Angel chuckled to himself, sauntering closer to Buffy. She held the stake in front of her, arm in the air, attempting to be threatening. His hand reached for her neck, but Buffy dodged until she was behind him. She raised the stake, ready to strike... 

Then, she instead tripped him over so that he fell to the ground.

Before Buffy had time to think about the possible mistake she'd made, she raced haphazardly towards Drusilla. She instantly pushed away Willow, who fell to the ground with a loud thud as Drusilla engaged Buffy in combat. 

Buffy blocked Drusilla's lunges and punches, high-kicking Drusilla in the stomach. 

Stumbling backwards, Drusilla squealed indignantly. She rushed towards Buffy in a sea of midnight and crimson, her hands raised, her long, bloody nails sparkling in the dim light coming from the warehouse. The sharpness clawed at Buffy's cheek, drawing blood. 

Buffy prepared for her next attack on Drusilla, ready to claw her from existence. 

"Drusilla! Buffy!" Angel called.

They both snapped their head toward him, temporarily distracted. Willow struggled meekly in his hold, Drusilla howling victory as Buffy's heart sank. 

Not again!

"If you don't do as I say, Willow's gone. Understood?" Angel tilted his head away from Willow. 

Buffy merely nodded. 

Suddenly, the clanking of metal echoed in the warehouse, all of the doors closing. There was no escape as more vampires crowded around them, their vampire forms looming closer. Buffy glanced at dozens of luminescent yellow eyes. 

Drusilla laughed as she knocked the stake from Buffy's hand. It bounced away as Drusilla wrapped a slender arm around her neck. She struggled, to no avail. 

The hisses of the incoming vampires filled the empty metallic space as they stalked toward Buffy and Drusilla. There was probably about a classroom worth of vampires here. Maybe more. All hope was lost as Angel threw Willow towards one of the other vampires, moving towards Buffy. 

Once all the vampires were closed in, Angel now holding Buffy, they lowered their fangs to her's and Willow's necks slowly...