Buffy Summers walked down a dark street, she kept glancing around her, she was slightly frightened for her safety. OK, she was more than slightly frightened. Recently something weird had happened to her, she had completely lost all her strength and was as weak as any normal person.
Buffy crossed the road and passed a parked car, two middle-aged guys were standing by it.
“How about a lap dance little lady?” one of them asked.
Buffy ignored them and continued walking, she started talking to herself, “Willow and I’ll walk you home Buffy.’ ‘I’ll be OK, Xander, it’s only a couple of blocks back to mine.’ Idiot.”
Buffy continued walking and didn’t see the dark figure walk up to the two guys, punch one in the head and back elbow the other in the face, rendering them both unconscious. The dark figure then began to follow Buffy.
Buffy walked through the park; she got about halfway across the park when a very large and very hairy demon leapt out of the bushes at her. The demon had large teeth and horns about the length of Buffy’s forearm.
Buffy knew she was in trouble, she would had found it difficult to take on a demon this size and unarmed when she was at full strength, now she stood no chance.
The demon backhanded her and she flew ten feet backwards before hitting the ground hard and was knocked out.
When Buffy opened her eyes her vision was blurred, she felt no pain in her body from where the demon had hit her.
From what Buffy could see, she was in a brightly lit place. There was a bright figure standing in front of her, the figure appeared to have wings. Buffy knew this figure was an angel, she also knew it meant she must be dead.
Buffy could hear music being played but the sound kept getting louder and then quieter, as if it from a radio wasn’t tuned in properly. Buffy heard a woman singing and managed to make out some of what was being sung.
‘… misunderstood. He said just to take good care of me, like he’s one of the family. Child in charge of our days and our nights. Child in charge of our wrongs and our rights. And I see one child in charge of me. Child in charge of our days and our nights. Child in charge of our wrongs and our rights …’
In total it lasted about forty-eight seconds. It was a beautiful piece of music and Buffy felt calm while listening to it.
Buffy closed her eyes and when she opened them again the bright light had gone, so had the angel. Buffy found herself lying on a very comfortable bed in a room that was romantically lit by lots of candles.
Standing at the foot of the bed was a young man; he was just under six feet tall and was dressed from head to toe in black. The man also had long black hair. Buffy looked at the man’s face, to her surprise he saw he had red eyes, she looked at the rest of his pale face and saw that he seemed to be wearing grey lipstick and had a lip piercing, he also had his nose pierced.
“Ah, I see you’re awake.” The man said.
“W-where am I?” Buffy asked.
“You are in my house.”
“W-who are y-you?”
“Forgive me I didn’t introduce myself. My name is Azure.”
“Why did you bring me here?”
“I brought you here, Buffy, to offer you what you most desire.”
“What I most desire?” Buffy said and tried to sit up, but was still too weak.
“Yes, I am an Archangel.”
“Oh give me a break…”
“I’m serious, when you first awoke did you not see an angel?”
“Yes but…”
“That was me, you’ll just have to trust me on this one.”
“So, how are you going to give me what I most desire?”
“First you must know that I can show you the fantastic pleasures and exquisite pain of Hell or I can show you the mysteries of heaven. You have two choices you can either tell me what you really desire or you can let me read your thoughts and give you what your soul desires….”
“OK, well this could…”
“Before you say anything else I must give you one piece of advice. You may ask to partake of carnal pleasures with whom ever you desire, but it will mean you will end up with the pain of Hell.”
“So, I can’t have the carnal pleasures of heaven then?”
“Oh you can, but you must not ask for them. It must be your soul’s desire that brings you carnal pleasure.”
“OK, so I guess I’m gonna let you read my mind.”
“I was hoping you would say that. Please sit up.”
Buffy did as she was instructed and sat up on the bed. Azure sat down on the edge of the bed and placed his fingertips on her temples. As Azure raised his hands Buffy noticed that his fingernails were painted black. Azure closed his eyes and concentrated, after a few seconds he lowered his hands and opened his eyes.
