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Feedback: Sure why not. Lemme know if you read it. I know of nobody that is likely to read it, but what the hell.
Archive: Same as the feedback.
Ships: Spike/Dru/Darla, various combinations, and an original character thrown in for good measure.
Rating: So far I'd say it's a PG-13. I was certainly reading this stuff when I was that age. I doubt I'll bother writing any graphic sex scenes, but the general theme is really rather dark.
Prologue
July 1990, Prague

The girl, Anna, left the club in the dark of the night, the grain of the crumbling paving strong beneath her feet. She paused and turned, stopped to lean against the damp concrete wall. She lifted her hardened face to the starless sky, the humourless clouds concealing any secret the moon might have to share. She pulled stray wisps of mouse-brown hair behind her ears, lit a cheap cigarette, and breathed the deadly white smoke into the city air. The street lamps glared down at the lonely figure, and a car that might once have been off-white crawled past turning off onto the main road. A small group on foot turned into the street towards her, no doubt headed for the club. The calm was broken, as she drew the last of the cigarette before flicking it to the gutter and heading off down an alley through the courtyard of a block of flats.

As she turned onto the adjacent street she heard the screams, and smiled grimly to herself. The high-pitched terror was obviously a female voice, but the men were probably puking their guts out over the gutter as well. The police would be there soon, but who knew how they would react to her carnage. She carried on walking, and decided to take a last swing by the Old Town on the off chance of finding a stray fool enough to be in the area.
->[part 1]