Some day, this will be a "Last.fm/NetFlix/Amazon for web fiction"
(both original and fanfiction) where you can search
across many different hosting sites or rate what you've read and
get recommendations. However, life keeps throwing more urgent
projects my way, so I don't know when it'll be ready.
“Spike, Xander you boys never did learn your history did you?” Agnelus answered without taking his eyes off the stone slab, “Acathla the demon came forth to swallow the world. It was killed by a virtuous knight who pierced the demon's heart before it could draw breath to perform the act. Acathla turned to stone, as demons sometimes do and was buried where neither man nor demon would ever think too look, unless of course they're putting up low rent housing.”
The two minions that were standing at either side of the stone tomb took their crowbars and started to wedge the tomb open.
Inside of the tomb stood the stone form of Acathla, his face set in a horrible grimace as a sword stuck out of his chest.
“Oooh, he fills my head. . .I can't hear anything else. . .” Dru moans holding her head as Angelus approached Acathla slowly all most reverently.
“Let me guess. Someone pulls out the sword...”
“Someone worthy. . .” Angelus says cutting Spike off.
“Somehow I doubt that swords the demonic equivalent of Excalibur.” Xander joked as he watched Angelus reach out to all most touch the sword before he pulled his hand back.
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