Sire

By KnightMare24

Trapped.  The small enclosed space seemed to grow smaller and Rachel felt like she'd go insane if she spent one more moment in here.  Where was she?  Her fist smashed up at the top of whatever was holding her and it cracked.  It gave.  But the dirt that started to fall into the darkness with her felt cold.  Dirt. 

The fear hit her harder, along with an aching in her gut.  Both told her one thing she had to get out of here.  She'd always hated small spaces.  Her desperation must have given her strength, because she was able to rip a larger hole into the lid and she moved to dig her way out as fast as she could.

"Pretty little Kitten."  The red haze of memory made little sense as she worked frantically to move through the loosened dirt.  How far under was she?  Pain, sharp pain in her neck and arms that held her in a steel grip.  Rachel gasps and froze for a moment at the memory.  "Oh, she's a screamer isn't she?"  That same singsong voice reached out from her memory and Rachel knew she should know this.  Should remember this.  She dug faster.  Up, she had to get up.

"I'll think I'll keep you kitten.  You'll like that won't you?"  A shiver went through Rachel's body but she dug on.  "I'll make you special.  Childe, no weak little minion for you.  My childe."  The voice was soft and Rachel paused.  Childe… she didn't want… no…

The steady sound, beat came to her ears and Rachel didn't think it was imagined.  It helped drag her out of her thoughts and back to digging her way out of this.  The steady beat was a welcome distraction, she focused on it as she moved faster.  It was hypnotic.

Air.  She felt air on her hand.  Rachel reached around desperately and shoved her other hand up as well, pulling herself out of the dirt.  Her eyes took in the sky with relief.  She was free.  The comforting beat was louder. 

Rachel used her hands to grab onto the dirt above ground and drag her body out.  "Oh God."  She gasped when she finally felt even her legs break free. 

"Well, that's a strange thing for something like you to say."  The voice was above her.  Rachel turned onto her side and stared up at a blonde girl.  The steady beat was louder, closer.  "Well, you done resting?  I wanted to get home early enough to finish my homework."

"What?"  Rachel stared up at the impatient girl as she moved to sit up.  The ache in her stomach intensified and the beat… heart beat, seemed to call to her.  Rachel's eyes widened as she remembered the redhead that had cornered her and the way her face had changed. 

A quick glance backward showed the hole she'd been in and a stone.  Rachel ignored the her audience and crawled towards it quickly. 

Rachel Mathews, beloved mother…

"Oh God."  She gasped as her hand moved out to touch the headstone.  "What did she do?"

"Buffy?"  The familiar voice got through Rachel's stunned mind and she turned to stare at the redhead standing behind another headstone.

"What did you do?"  Rachel's voice rose as she stared at her.  "I…"  She just shook her head in shock as she watched the redhead stare at her in confusion.  She watched it change to understanding and horror.  None expressions Rachel remembered on the face of the monster that did this to her.  "Beast."  She growled out, unaware that her own face had shifted.  She ignored the sharp point of her own fangs on her lips.  "monster."  Rachel curled her feet underneath her and leapt at the redhead.

The blonde tackled her out of the air and Rachel struggled to push her away.  She managed to toss the small blonde into the air and moved quickly towards the redhead.

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Willow watched with wide eyes as the vampire came right at her.  "Buffy."  She called out, hoping for a save.  The hatred in those eyes, those inhuman eyes, made her heart pound.  "Look you really don't want to do this."  She told the vampire as she took a step back and reached into her pocket for her own stake.

"You did this to me."  The woman growled.  "Tortured me… I'm no ones Kitten, Sire."

"Oh god."  Willow paled.  Vamp Willow did this.  It hadn't even occurred to her that her double might have turned anyone.

The look of shock crossed the vampire's face before the female turned to dust and Buffy was the only person visible once again.  Willow's jaw just opened and closed, but no sound would come out.  It took a few tries.  "Buff?"

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Golden eyes stared from the trees as the blonde girl, Buffy moved to hug Willow.  Kristin didn't blink as she watched this with a little pang of jealousy.  "Sire."  She whispered to the winds and then watched as they both moved to leave.  She kept her distance, as she followed them to a house and watched as Willow hugged Buffy and went inside.  Kristin noticed the way Willow's arms seemed to hug herself as she did that. 

After the blonde left Kristin moved to try and shake the dirt from her hair as she debated about what she should do.  She watched the light in the upstairs window go on and wished she could see inside of it. 

Her sire didn't even acknowledge her.  That made Kristin feel painfully invisible.  Willow must have been able to sense her and she wasn't coming to the door.