Still Grrr

Title: Stranger Among the Living

Author: kerkevik

Rating: PG

Word Count: 100
Prompt 139, Carnival of Souls,
Characters: Buffy, Angel, Spike,  

Pairing: Implied Buffy/Spike & Buffy/Angel
A/N:  well... finally, after several years of observing from the edges of the Buffyverse and commenting, I hope constructively, on quite a few fanfics, here's my first post. I wrote this towards the end of last month; was checking the movies for the prompt, and found the title for this drabble within three seconds, on the IMDb page for 'Carnival of Souls' and thus lost any excuse for not posting it to more than a few people I knew. Those who did read it, and, thankfully, sent me their pretty positive responses will spot a couple of changes, but only minor ones.
   This is my first ever Buffyverse fic, that isn't about Willow, and/or Tara, that is.
 

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Stranger Among the Living
by Kerkevik

Behind her back she's "The Slayer".... and other things they should be too young to understand.

To her face? "Sir", or "General"; in their bunks, in hushed tones, "She".

Or "Her".

Why does she always carry a lighter, when she doesn't smoke? Why when they run out does she always head for London?

Nobody knows about the headstone, inscribed with a name and two, improbable, dates; lit by one, eternally aflame, cheap lighter.

Or why she always brings back a whole case.

Or always returns from Dublin.

Via Galway.

Behind her back it's "Bitch".

Never her name.

Never just... "Buffy".

 

    Well there it is. Here's hoping I get some responses after finally jumping off the diving board...

    Still under Willow & Tara's spell,
    Ray.