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This story is No. 3 in the series "Non-Crossover Shorts". You may wish to read the series introduction and the preceeding stories first.

Summary: A very bad way to wake up, when you're buried six feet under. Woe to the next person you meet.

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BtVS/AtS Non-Crossover > Dark(Current Donor)ShieldageFR726250102,7787 Sep 0615 Jul 08Yes


BtVs created by Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy.

A recent graduate from Sunnydale High had begun work as an intern at the mortuary.

He really wanted to sever the heads of all the suspicious corpses that passed through his care but, alas, some things were too obvious at an open casket funeral.

He made do with the tools he had.

The vampire woke up, six feet under, to the smell of rotting flesh.

He frowned. That wasn't right.

He tried to raise his hands, bash through the wood of the coffin, dig up through the dirt, to the night sky beyond...

Only, his arms hung limply at his sides.

He wiggled a bit, then slowly, but surely, began to panic.

His arms had been severed at his shoulders. Cut clean through.

They had not been animated like the rest of him.

It was only his long sleeved shirt that kept them pinned to his body.

He screamed and, raising his body up as far as he could, began to bash his head into the coffin's lid.

He screamed for a long time.


In the deserted graveyard, Buffy turned to Giles and asked: "Is it just me, or have the cemeteries gotten quiet, lately?"

"Well," answered Giles, polishing his glasses. "Maybe a natural predator of theirs has come to town, or the local humans have simply raised their defenses."

Buffy muttered 'huh' and went back to patrolling.
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