Fic: The Wrong Side of Destiny Part 8 (Formally Topsy Turvy)

["Femvamp " <femvamp000@xxxxxxxxx>]

Title: The Wrong Side of Destiny. Part 8
Author: Femvamp
Email: femvamp000@xxxxxxxxx
Feedback: The more Feedback I get the more I write. 
Disclaimer: You all know the drill. I don't own the show. I don't 
own the characters. I don't own anything of any value except my sick 
and twisted mind (and you can't have that.)
Authors note: Gave a few people last names who didn't have them 
before. 
Further note: Sorry if this isn't up to my standard buy I've got a 
migrane. (So why am I writing?) 
Basic Premise: What if The Scooby Gang were the bad guys?

"So the Wesman has a girlfriend." Spike snickered as he and Faith 
patroled in a graveyard.

"Yeah it seems that way." Faith grinned.

"Who doesn't know about his extra carricular activities."

"Not a clue?" Faith laughed, "By the way have you ever heard of 
someone called Drucilla?"

"No can't say that I have." Spike frowned, "Don't think she's a 
demon, then again I've been out of circulation for a long time."

Faith just nodded.
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Wesley and Darla sat in the livingroom of Wesley's flatt. After a few 
minutes of awkward conversation they got comfortable with each other 
again and began talking of old times.

"I still can't believe you are the same man that I met ten years ago 
Wes."

"I'm not." Wesley frowned, "I did a lot of things I'm not proud of."

"We all did." Darla paused, "But that was a long time ago."

"Yes it was." Wesley paused, "By the way, how is your father, does he 
still want my head on a silver platter?"

Darla laughed, "No now all he wants is your heart skewered and baked 
until its golden brown."

Wesley laughed, "Well he really is mellowing, isn't he?"

Darla smiled but then paused, "What do you think Dru wants?"

"My head on a silver platter." Wesley tried to joke but they both 
knew it quite possibly true.
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Drucilla Ryan walked through the town of Sunnydale with new eyes. For 
years she had seen things that she chalked up to 'one of those 
things', now she new the truth. Life was far more evil then she had 
ever even considered (and she had considered alot). 

*** Vampire. **** 

**** Chaos Demon. ***

*** Ick what's that? Oh wait, its human..***

Drucilla had thought up a whole new game to play. As a child she had 
played the licence plate game with her sister and now she played the 
demon game. The rules were simple, as people walked buy try to guess 
if they were human or a demon, Drucilla liked the game.

Drucilla had come to town to see her old friend Wesley again. It had 
been a long time since she had caused trouble for him. It was time to 
change that. Drucilla was gonna have fun making his life a living 
hell.
Drucilla stopped walking when she came to an old abandoned building 
and then looked at a peice of paper and then at the building again. 
After a moment she knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Drucilla opened the door and walked inside. She was surprised at what 
she saw. She had half expected to see dead bodies everywhere and the 
demons inside in the middle of an orgie but then again she was glad 
that she didn't. 

Inside instead she saw a vampire who, if she didn't know better, could 
have passed as human. She walked like a human, she talked like a 
human, she even acted like a human. 

"You must be Drucilla." The vampire walked over to her and shook her 
hand, "Sorry about the mess but this was the best I could come up with 
on such sort notice. It will accomidate your purpose though."

"Thank you very much." Drucilla smiled, " And call me Dru."

"Well then you must call me Joyce."

Dru just smiled. 

The games were about to begin.


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