In Sanctus reparte.
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bonifiedslayer[CW: For triggering topics, discussions.]
And unto she who shall be reborn into this world there shall come the end of all things. That had been Harth's last words to her. Be wary and be watching there are darker forces at work here and then it had happened.
I'm supposed to. That was what he kept saying. I'm supposed to.
But then things had only gotten worse from there. Cravings for blood, inability to go out in the sun. She had swelled with the creature, a literal parasite that she had been consumed with. He was a vampire, this thing shouldn't have happened!
She put everyone in danger simply by existing but every time she'd tried to end her life she had dragged her hand away and the doctors had fallen ill or died under strange and mysterious circumstances.
This child would be born. The bigger she grew the harder it became to maintain the illusion that everything in her life was normal and who knew when Wolfram and Hart's thugs would find her? They had corrupted the only slayer (as far as she knew) and based on how big she'd gotten most likely the creature would eat it's way out of her.
Drawn into the bowels of the city she tried to wait for death, hoping that if she did nothing the child would do nothing too until she heard of a second story. If she could hunt down the father the child might be normal and then...then what? she could give it to a couple in the uppers, it would be a normal child..
She thought of a thousand and one different plans as she padded to her terrible apartment, unlocked the door and slipped inside. It was a modified hotel room - anyone could enter if they so chose. Fatigued, she lay back on the bed, hand on her swollen stomach - ready to close her eyes and rest just for a moment.
And unto she who shall be reborn into this world there shall come the end of all things. That had been Harth's last words to her. Be wary and be watching there are darker forces at work here and then it had happened.
I'm supposed to. That was what he kept saying. I'm supposed to.
But then things had only gotten worse from there. Cravings for blood, inability to go out in the sun. She had swelled with the creature, a literal parasite that she had been consumed with. He was a vampire, this thing shouldn't have happened!
She put everyone in danger simply by existing but every time she'd tried to end her life she had dragged her hand away and the doctors had fallen ill or died under strange and mysterious circumstances.
This child would be born. The bigger she grew the harder it became to maintain the illusion that everything in her life was normal and who knew when Wolfram and Hart's thugs would find her? They had corrupted the only slayer (as far as she knew) and based on how big she'd gotten most likely the creature would eat it's way out of her.
Drawn into the bowels of the city she tried to wait for death, hoping that if she did nothing the child would do nothing too until she heard of a second story. If she could hunt down the father the child might be normal and then...then what? she could give it to a couple in the uppers, it would be a normal child..
She thought of a thousand and one different plans as she padded to her terrible apartment, unlocked the door and slipped inside. It was a modified hotel room - anyone could enter if they so chose. Fatigued, she lay back on the bed, hand on her swollen stomach - ready to close her eyes and rest just for a moment.
