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Literary Intermezzo Seven:>
Summary: A peek into the Diary of Buffy A. Summers and the Secret, Highly Confidential Journal of one William T. Bloody, these volumes were discovered in the rubble that was once the town of Sunnydale, California.
Setting: Setting: Season 2 After the truce
I’m really gonna have to do it. I’m going to have to kill my beloved Angel! It’s all my fault. I loved the soul out of him and now he’s a mindless killer planning to destroy the whole world. I tried everything hoping some part of him still loved me, would come around. Now Miss Calendar is dead and Giles is all revengy and Willow’s fish are dead (thank God she didn’t get that puppy she wanted for her last birthday!)
Hard to believe my best hope is that bleached blond menace, Spike! He came to me wanting a truce to help stop Angel. I hate to admit it, but I really don’t think I can do this without Spike’s help. I let it go too long. Angel has Giles and is torturing him I guess. He has all these minions around him and I can’t just show up with Xander and Cordy to fight him! It’ll have to be Spike.
Funny, I trust him with this. I really think he wants to stop Angel and probably wants to kill him too. If there was any other way, I wouldn’t let Spike near him ‘cause you can just see how he wants Angel dust. I kinda get that since Angelus has been doing the groiny with Dru while Spike’s been in the wheelchair. Not of the good. Hey, I don’t like it either, Angel is MY boyfriend! Still, it’s Angelus, not Angel.
Spike’s promised to leave town with Dru and I know he’ll do what he’s promised for some reason. Odd how I just know he doesn’t lie to me. Weird vamp.
He was funny around mom but that’s another story! Only thing I don’t get is why I’m not worried that Spike will tear out the throats of everyone I love? That I don’t get.
Honor Bound, a Haiku by William The Bloody
Love’s bitch, save my girl.
Bloody poofter she’ll make dust.
I’ll take Dru and Run.
This Slayer, Wm. Bloody
She moves with grace
She fights with glee
She’s trusting me.
Dru has my heart,
Yet the slayer ignites
From simple fights.
Anon temptation I must flee.
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