No one knows where it came from, but it spread across the multiverse. A strange force, filled with power. It was hard to explain but could be understood as the combining to two ideas made real. Evil is Sexy. Rule 63. That the force of evil are some how more sexually appealing then the forces of good. Also that no matter what, there is an inverse gender/sex v...
Max rode through the crisp night wind. The motorcycle hummed powerfully between her young legs. Dark tresses of raven black hair flew wildly behind the vixen. On either side of her, a forest of dark shadows flew passed in a blur. Max cranked the throttle back fully. The bike shimmed and whined louder. The ride was necessary. She needed to get way from everyo...
"Where are we? " asked Dawn when her eyes adjusted to the gloom of the room "You tell me sweet thang" said Faith snapping her gum and grinning "I dunno. You just told me to close my eyes and think of some place exciting and dangerous" said Dawn turning around to face the dark hair anti-slayer. Faith shrugged and reflected back to the events that had deliv...
Chapter I: On October 31, around 6 pm, the gang gathered at the Magic Shop per the orders of their mentor Giles. Each person had received a message either by email or phone and called the next person on their list. It was the usual manner in which Buffy's band of spook hunters assembled. Giles looked over the young faces and took note of who had managed to...
Note: This is going to be a series of stories told in a first person perspective by a lonely spinster woman. I felt like it would be more personal this way and that her stories would seem realistic even though they're made up. Just imagine this as one of her diary entries. I spend a lot of time thinking about how a woman like this lives her life and most oft...