Chapter 3- Dream a little dream of you
Dawn new she was dreaming. It had to be a dream. It was the familiar feeling
of observing the situation as well as being there at the same time. As she
walked through red silken walls she realized it wasn’t silk at all. The red
walls changed and melted into the floor. She gasped and stepped back in shock.
Was it shock, she wondered. The walls were calling for her, whisper through
velveteen red, “Dawnnn…Dawnnnn”. She shivered slightly, knowing deep down
in her mind that this can’t be real, walls don’t talk or whisper for that
matter but here caught between fantasy and life her heart was bitten fast
and she accepted that as a new situation, probably will be here for a while.
The walls where calling for her again “Dawnn…Come here”. She hesitated for
a minute before knowing what she had to do. A wind , coming from nowhere
to be seen, blew her long dark hair. She passed through the red walls her
mind knows what he will have to face.
The mind is a unique thing always working, processing, trying to save us
from what we really don’t want to know, but she knew. She knew as she walked
through those walls, cold and warm wrapping her form at the same time sending
tingling all over her delicate skin.
There she saw it , among the blood and changing walls she saw the alter.
It was combined with marble and stone. The alter took most of the space in
the… room? Is it a room? It was strange though, seeing the gray stone among
the red colors.
Run,run, leave this place. Her mind screamed as her legs led her to the alter.
No matter how prepared you think of yourself the reality of a situation shows
you otherwise.
The horrible images that showed to her left no mercy upon innocent girl who
didn’t disserve to see it.
She knew as she saw what lay on this alter as she knew the sun rises in the
morning . The slim frame of a woman. Her body was bitten in several places
and blood tripled from everywhere, face, legs, it was almost unrecognized,
almost…Dawn knew who it was, seeing her in the past, that slim body, the
dark long hair. Suddenly it moved and grabbed Dawn by the arm, blue demented
eyes pleading with her.
“Dru.” Mumbled dawn. She tried to get away but the hand was firm on her grip.
“Please…help me…he’s gonna kill me..”
“Who?”
“Him” the voice shuttered. “We have to get out of here”.
Dawn was franticly trying to get away, her mind screaming for help, Buffy,
Spike, anyone. She was all alone. Tears forming in her deep blue eyes as
she struggled to save herself from what seemed to be the remain of
a wrecked vampiress.
What to do, what to do?
“Please” it pleaded with her again, “help me Dawnnn…”
“What happened to you? who did this to you?”
The wrecked vampiress looked horrified, the hunted look in her eyes reviled
what Dawn knew from the moment her mind entered the dream
“Angelusss…”
“No” she backed away from her, shacking uncontrollable. No, no. Of all the
creatures that exist in this universe not Angelus and Buffy isn’t even here
to help her. She continued walking backwards until she stumbled.
Angelus was behind her
Run little girl but you can’t hide
Run but I will catch you eventually
She closed her eyes as he held her firm, his cruel laughter hunting her every
being, her breath became heavy as she felt him pass her and approach Drucilla.
Drucilla tried desperately to get away from him but he held her slim body
and viciously licked the blood streaming like cold water, thirst - quenching
water. Dawn watched fascinated with the two of them, frantic and curious
to her surprise.
Dru turned her face to Dawn pleading again “please Dawnni, help me…” the
dark long straight hair turned slowly into gold bright curls and the pale
white skin replaced with gold- sun . The blue eyes still filled with horror
and tears turned into hazel- green eyes until she faced the all mighty slayer,
her beloved sister, her Buffy, caught in the vicious attack of a master vampire-
the scourge of Europe.
“Buffy” she screamed and ran to help her, seeing Angelus was gone. Her mind
spine quickly, where did he go? Where is he? No time to think, save Buffy,
save Dawn, get away from Angelus.
Before she could even move she felt his fangs tiring up her fairy skin, breaking
tissue and skin, drops of blood dripping on her now white- snow dress. No…her
mind screamed, got to get away , got to save Buffy “Buffy…” she barley whispered
“Buffy…”
It hurt so much, her body surrender to Angelus, realizing his fatal loose.
She only thought about sleep, peace, drifting to darkness, not worry anymore…
Suddenly Buffy was there by her side, pushing Angelus from her. He was so
occupied with her that he didn’t noticed the tormented slayer trying to strike
him with all her might and strength. Dawn almost relived when she saw the
rescue, her heart jumping up and down, but she shouldn’t have hoped for to
much as Angelus sensed Buffy after all and with one thrust sliced Buffy’s
throat, her blood gushing like falling red velvet. She gave Dawn a sorry
look, sorry for deserting her again, sorry for the pain she’ll feel, sorry…
As Dawn screamed the walls broke all around her and she screamed louder with
all her might
“Buffy, Noooooooooooo…”
“Dawnni, Dawnni…” someone was shacking her gently, franticly she refused
to open her eyes
“no, let go of me, let me die please…” hot tears streaming down her young
beautiful face.
“Dawnni, it’s o.k” She opened her eyes slowly recognizing the familiar soft
voice, her sister, she was alive, Angelus didn’t kill her, she is in her
old room.
Slowly her eyes opened, still blur from the sleep and crying. She looked
at her sister worried face and smiled faintly “ I guess, I was having a nightmare.”
Buffy held her close, holding back her own tears. She sniffed her nose and
tried her best to be cheerful “hey, I thought I am the one who suppose to
have prophetic dreams.” Looking at her young sister horrible reflection she
changed the subject quickly. “Are you o.k?”
Dawn waved her head slightly “I am fine, really. I …it was a nightmare and
I …I don’t remember much. You should go to bed…Spike is waiting for you.”
Buffy sighed “o.k then…what did you say?” she looked surprised and blushed
a bit.
Dawn smiled knowingly “Gee, buffy, I’m not a baby, I know about the two of
you.” She smiled, truly wanting her sister to be happy.
Buffy saw that her sister won’t be traumatized by that “And you don’t mind?”
“As long as I won’t have to hear you boinking each other.”
Buffy rolled her eyes and hugged her tightly.
“Buffy, do you love him?”
The question didn’t surprise her since she thought about it for so long.
Is she?
“I…I don’t know Dawnni, I like him, most of the time, and maybe some day
I will.’
That satisfied Dawn . She pulled the pink blanket over her tired form “right…”
she mumbled as she drifted to a dreamless sleep.
Buffy wiped a single tear from her own eye and kissed her sister’s forehead
”night Dawnni.”
She closed the door behind her and crawled under the covers to Spike’s waiting
arms.
“Everything all right pet?”
“Yes, just a bad dream.”
He pulled her to him, tarring her flimsy nighty. His fingers started stroking
her center very gently, his cold lips tracing butterfly kisses on her gold-
flashed body, she panted and as the strokes drove her almost mad as finally
she screamed and exploded into orgasm.
Angelus watched outside her window with rage and disgust as his slayer found
her release in his child arms.
“Never again. Sleep my Buffy because things are going to change” and he knew
that she will scream his name, from pain or pleasure, she will scream for
him, because after all she was his.
To be continued…
