Title: Olivia has a BAD day
Author: Cruel_Tag
Disclaimer: Joss owns the BTVS-universe all I did was messing around with a character or three…
Rating: probably NC-17 for violence
Parings: mention of Olivia/Ripper and Buffy/Giles
Summery and Warning: Olivia dies a violent death.
Dedication: To Dword, you wanted Olivia dead, so here you go!
Olivia was having a BAD day. She was back in Sunnydale to visit Ripper, only to be told to leave by that skinny blonde that had asked him for help last time she was in town. The girl let her, in unquestionable terms, understand that her GILES didn’t wish to see her and she had no intentions of sharing HER Giles with anybody, let alone some model calling him Ripper and he really hated that name with a passion.
After almost getting the door slammed in her face, she went to the nearest bar, which turned out to be Willie’s. The bartender was a sleazy little man and he made some very strange ‘Bloody Marys’.
“Why the glum face?” he asked.
“I came to visit an old friend, just to get a door slammed in my face. Seems like a little blond girl has him in her thrall now…”
Half the customers in the bar turned to look at her when they heard her accent.
“You’re British?” a badly dressed, smelly guy asked her.
“Ah yes…”
“I don’t like British people, the last couple we’ve had has made our life a living hell!” then he knocked her on the head with a chair.
When she woke up, she found herself naked and chained to a wall. In front of her was a thing that had two large horns on the forehead. Standing next to it was the guy who had hit her.
On a table behind them were various instruments lined up. Then a blue thing came in with a blackboard. The horned guy drew its claw across the blackboard, making a noise that made the hair on Olivia’s arms stand up in all directions.
“Why are you here?” it asked
“I-I came to visit m-my old friend Ripper.”
“I don’t believe you!” than he took a pair of pincers and began to tear of her nails. She screamed in agony, but her tormentors just laughed.
“Scream all you want bitch, nobody can hear you out here. And I doubt the slayer would want to help you since you’ve made a pass on her man.”
“Hey man, step aside for a moment would you? I can’t get a good shot when you stand in front of her all the time.”
The blitz blinded her for a moment, so she didn’t see what they picked up next, but very soon she felt the pain of a burning cigarette right next to her left nipple. Her throat, sore from the previous scream, prevented her to give more then a groan.
When her eyesight returned her first thought was that she wished it hadn’t. In front of her was a large vampire with a nailgun. It nailed first her left hand and then her right hand to the wall. Then it bit her right ear off before it shoved it into her mouth.
“This will be a lovely picture for your beloved Ripper.”
Olivia tried to spit the ear out but the vampire caught it, gagged her with it and fastened it inside her mouth with a piece of tape.
Then they began to break her fingers while another vamp licked her on the side of her head where the ear had been ripped off.
She was drifting in and out of consciousness when her tormentors decided to call the watcher and tell him they had his old friend, but he refused to pay the price the demanded in order to set her free; they wanted the slayer.
The demons were angry now. They had spent hours trying to keep the woman alive so they could exchange her for the slayer and then the watcher didn’t even want her! The horned demon decided it wanted to see what a human looked like on the inside. There was no point in letting her live.
Then without warning, it cut her gut open and her intestines fell out on the floor. The demon picked it up and held them up under her nose, forcing her to smell them. As her lifeblood seeped out one of the vamps got an idea, it drained her and then forced her to swallow the blood from its wrist. Then they stuffed her intestines back into her gut and covered her.
Three nights later a one-eared vamp went out on her first hunt. She spotted her victim wandering about on a graveyard. It was Buffy, the blond girl who had taken her place in Rippers heart. Olivia wanted revenge. She jumped the girl, letting go of all her hatred and anger.
Buffy was surprised how strong the fledgling was until she recognized the face. Then she yelled for her watcher. Her cry distracted Olivia momentarily and Buffy aimed her stake, it met Giles’ half way through the heart and once the vampire had turned to dust a groan of pleasure could be heard not far from where the ashes had fallen.
The End!