Paperdoll Author:Immortalwretch Pairing: Willow and Spike Rating: R for violence Spoilers: not any that are intentional Disclaimer: i own nothing but the idea of the story. the characters belong to joss whedon and the song belongs to Kittie. Summary: willow takes a shortcut through the park, she should have known better! *************************** Running.... *I have to get away!* She thought to herself, jumping over a fallen tree limb. The streets were dark. She had stupidily taken a short cut to get home. *Stupid...stupid!* She berated herself. *I should have known better* I look at her, In that paper dress. I wonder why she won't burn. She's just a paper doll, Thats all, Just a paper doll. I dressed her up She knocked me down Her heart was pounding out the same rhythm as her feet, as she narrowly escaped stumbling over a pothole. Her attacker was close behind. She looked over her shoulder, and gasped at the closing gap between her and certain death... They tried her on for size, It fits nice. one size fits all. She was so close. She could just make out her neighborhood, as a cold hand clamped down on her tiny shoulder. "Going somewhere, pet?" He knocked her down to the sidewalk, hovering over her as she tried to crawl away. "Please God no! Why are you doing this? I tried to help you!" She shouted at the pale man clad in black jeans and a long leather coat. "Just relax, and let me kill you quick." He walked over to her scrambling body and grabbed her short red hair, pulling her to her feet. He slung her against a tree, knocking the breath out of her lungs. *I'm going to die in the park!* She thought as stars filled her vision. *I'm so stupid!* He grabbed her head and twisted her neck, exposing the creamy skin under her jaw. He looked at her frigtened eyes, and smiled. "I'm giving you the same option I gave you in the dorm room,pet. What do you say? Wanna die or do you want to live?" "I want to live." She whimpered, her body wracking with choked sobs. "Please..." "Your wish is my command.." His smooth face took on a demon visage, as he lowered his mouth toward her neck. His pointy fangs pierced the soft flesh as hot liquid poured into his mouth. *No!* Her mind screamed. *Stop!* She tried to fight back, but her strength was quickly ebbing from her body. Her knees felt like cooked spaghetti, and she nearly collapsed. He caught her, his mouth still drinking her life from her, and pulled her against him. Now her soul is dead, Now her bodies raw, You can numb her pain Watch the blood run down her face. But dont take notice. Watch the blood run down her arms. Please don't take notice. "One more time, pet. You want me to kill you, or let you live?" He asked her, pulling his lips from her weeping neck. "I...wanna.....live..." She whispered. Her brain swimming in memories of her life. Her heart barely pumping. He smiled and bent down one more time. Fangs dipping back into their marks. He sighed as her heart beat it's last beat. I know you have her soul. I see it in your eyes. She knows you have her soul. She sees it in your eyes. He picked up her lifeless body, and carried her to his tomb. He placed her softly on a marble slab, and sat down beside her. He straightened her dishevled clothing, and smoothed her red hair. He waited... Now her soul is dead, Now her bodies raw, You can numb her pain She wants you to eat her pain. She wants you to eat her remains She stirred. Her pale skin glowing softly in the moonlight. Her yellow eyes, narrowing as she looks around her new home. "Where am I?" She asked, stretching. "You're home, ducks. Safe and sound where you should be." He said, putting his hand on her cheek, "Now do you want to learn how fun it is to kill?" She smiled, her face filling with wicked joy. "Please!" "Okay then, let's go pay a visit to some old friends." They made their way to Sunnydale University, home to the Slayer and the Initiative. Now her soul is dead, Now her bodies gone, Wash away her pain *end*