A/N: Sorry for the delay. My grandma got evicted and things are a bit of a mess, IRL. I know that I left the last chapter on a cliffhanger and will pick it up in the next one. I'm trying things in Glory's POV for this chapter. She's one of my favourite characters in Buffy. But I'm not really sure how I'm going to do but I'll try my level best here. Thank You zwritessss for both your comments and votes on my previous chapter and Thank You OloosDomain for your vote on my previous chapter.

Approximately a couple of months ago, Glory's POV, A Monastery in the Czech Republic

I finally hunted down the bastards. You know, the order of Dagon. They have been hiding my precious key for quite some time. I needed it to go back to my dimension and take revenge on my siblings for banishing me here.

"Where is my key?" I roared as I broke through their front door, easily using my hand.

I found three idiots who I guessed were the monks of this order. They sat around in a circle holding their hands with some candles, which must have been extinguished seconds ago because I could still see the smoke coming out of them.

Two monks stood in front of me in a confrontational way. Silly guys. Like they could do something to ME!

Suddenly, I found all the candles lit up, and they were all flying towards me. I casually caught them at super speed and smashed all of them with my bare hands. It was super easy, barely an inconvenience.

I smirked as the two idiots now looked utterly terrified of me.

"Now, where is my key?" I demanded them with a smile, of course.

The idiots now tried to run away from me, but I sped in front of them and held them up by their necks. They struggled, which looked so sweet. It almost reminded me of the happy times I had in my dimension gleefully torturing, causing anarchy and engaging in complete hedonism.

I could not kill them as this little voice of humanity kept screaming, 'Don't kill. Don't kill'. This mortal coil sucks. I could crap a better existence than this, but here we are.

"Now, where is my key?" I repeated my question for the third time, but the idiots don't seem to be answering. What the hell was the problem with these guys?

Right. I accidentally choked the idiots too tightly, and the idiots died after blood from their throats pooled onto my hands.

'What is wrong with you? Why would you do that?' The voice of humanity in me was killing me. God, these new feelings! I am feeling bad for killing these idiots. Not for losing my chance at finding my key, but just for killing them. Humanity is such an ugly existence. I wondered how these people lived with ALL THESE FEELINGS!

Also, these idiots being dead meant that I had to find new guys for brain-feeding. These stupids are of no use to me in this state.

Wait a minute, when I entered, there were three, but now there were only two. The third guy had taken off. I'm hunting him down and I'm finding my key.

An Abandoned Industrial Lot, Sunnydale, Glory's POV

I had been hunting down the one remaining monk for months, but there had been no luck. Meanwhile, I found myself in this weird little town called Sunnydale. Right! Hellmouth! Some energy drew me towards this town.

I decided to try my luck in this place. I am getting this bastard today. I heard a heartbeat inside the tempered steel door.

"Bože pomoz mi" I heard the guy inside say.

'If God really wanted to save you, he would not have set you in my path' I thought to myself as I casually kicked down the door.

I made a huge dent in the steel door.

"The Beast!" I heard the man say.

Huh! cute nickname for me. But just not terrifying enough. I'm so going to kill him for not giving me a proper nickname.

I kicked again a bit harder, and the door gave out.

"There you are. I have been looking all over for you," I smirked at the man who turned out to be my dear monk. I felt that the voice was familiar, but visual confirmation cleared up things.

He immediately tried running.

I scoffed at his idiocy and sped up in front of him before the fool could blink.

Before he could escape, I just punched him in the face. Suddenly, though, I heard a voice.

"What's going on here?" I saw this bald head security guard ask me.

After binding the moron monk to a chair and pasting duct tape over his mouth, I immediately sped over to the security guard and chained him immediately to a steam pipe.

"You talk anything more, I'll kill you," I threatened him as I choked his neck.

AAH! The pain every time I use or even think of the word kill. The humanity in me is the absolute worst.

I paced around as I vented to the silly bounded and gagged monk who refused to tell me anything about The Key despite my asking him politely multiple times. By politely, I mean gently punching him on his face multiple times and may be gently twisting both his arms a few times.

"You know, when you think about it, I'm the victim here. First off, I don't even want to be here. And I'm not talking about this room or this city or this state or this planet. " I now held his hair in my arms to make him look at me. "I'm talking about the whole mortal coil now, you know? It's disgusting!"

I had to leave my hands in his hair. Ew! oil on his hair and also I had to wave dramatically because I'm exclaiming here.

Pacing around the room again, I continued my venting, "The food... the clothes... the people. I could crap a better existence than this. But--"

This was taking a lot out of me. Laying myself bare out here. But I sighed "okay- and feel free to tell me if this next part gets a little too personal because I'm told I have boundary issues-"

The imbecile moron, you know, the idiotic monk, let out a scared breath as I lamented and went near his face, "But I'm hurt! Yes, by your incredibly selfish behavior. Newsflash, hairdo: it's not always about you. All I want is the Key! Why? Why can't you tell me where the Key is?"

So, by this point, I had knelt down, nearly begging him and that's when I realized something. "Oh! Forgive me... monky. Sometimes I just... I get so anxious- like there's something deep inside of me and it's swelling up and it's making me crazy!- that I forget there's all that duct tape on your face!"

The monk whimpered, but I proceeded with the million-dollar question as I violently ripped off the said duct tape.

"Now... tell me where the Key is." I shoved my knuckles and gently wrenched his nose. He couldn't handle me as he groaned and sputtered in pain.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay! The stutter's sexy. Keep it coming," I consoled him as I hold his face gently in my hands. We can't have this idiot dying on me before I find my precious key, now can we?

"Zabij mě... Zabij mě" Monky whisper-begged me.

"Jsme v Novém světě, Proboha, speak American!" The sucker's so annoying as he made me exclaim to the roof.

"I... will tell you..." He breathed heavily as I looked at him in anticipation. This was the moment of truth. I'm getting my key and I'm finally moving on to my dimension from this hellscape.

He then spits and finished "Nothing!" He then glowered and looked at me scared but defiant! Defiant at ME!

I sighed, and then I held my hair in my hands as I nearly felt some tears coming. There was this weird pain in my head and my chest. Again, I say for the millionth time! This mortal coil sucks!

"Fine. You know what I wish? I wish that you could feel what I'm feeling right now." I backed away from Monky and go back to the security guard who hunched over terrified of me.

The security guard blabbered something, but I ignored him. My problem is the most important thing in all existence. I couldn't care anything about his problems. He clearly couldn't feel mine.

"'Cause I don't know how much more of this I can take." The guard continued blabbing on, but all I could think of was the pain in my head. Oh, God! The pain!

"I bet this is fun for you, isn't it? Say it. Why? You don't even own the damn thing and I want it, I need it and I gotta have it now and you keep refusing to tell me where the Key is!" I was teary-eyed by this point.

"It's typical! The whole mortal meatsack comes complete with stink and bile sweat and protein. Yes, I said humans! Not now, Mommy's talking!" The voice of humanity in my head suddenly felt attacked.

"Wriggling, piling, prowling, crawling, clowning, cavorting, doing it over and over and over and over until someone's gonna sit down on their tuffet and make this birthing stop!" Despite what the voice of humanity in my head kept on telling me, I knew the only way for this agony to end was by having my intake of energy.

So that's exactly what I did. I fed off the brain energy of the hapless security guard. He groaned and whimpered as I felt rejuvenated.

"Ahh... that is so much better!" I remarked as I stood up and calmly recollected myself.

I did try and torture the monk for hours after that, but there was nothing frutiful coming out of the guy's mouth about my Key.

So hours later, I found this blond chick with superpowers trying to snatch away my Monky.

And she did succeed in stealing away my Monky. After punching me.

I mean curse the damn heels. I threw it away and stomped the floor with my heel-less right foot in anger. That's when the floor cracked, the support beams cracked too and the ceiling collapsed on me.

That's just great!

I just threw away the support beams and the parts of the ceiling that were upon me and stood up.

"Okay! Now I'm upset!" Oh right. I said that out loud.

had to find out my Monky.

So, after I came out of the collapsed building, I found that the Monky for lack of a better word, is dead. Just great! Really great!

That short, blond bitch was responsible for all my misery! I'm finding this bitch and I'm killing her!

Sunnydale General, One Week Later

I found this Lei-Ach demon in the men's changing room. 

"I need a favor" I closed his mouth as things were urgent. The demon asphyxiated and went unconscious under my grip.

I immediately took it to my palace where I tied the demon up with chains inside my closet. Ooh, kinky!

I threw a heel on it as it was taking forever.

"Finally. I thought you were gonna nap the whole day away," I remarked as the demon came back to consciousness.

"Stop whining," I admonished the demon who growled and struggled against the chains.

"You know, I remember when the Lei-Ach were a proud warrior race, not sneaking around hospitals looking for weak sickly types to suck the bone marrow from." I insulted the demon.

It growled, struggled and gritted its teeth in response, wanting to be left free to suck some easy bone marrow.

"But ... let's talk about my problems for thirty seconds if that's perfectly all right with you. " I go to my vanity table and look at my own beautiful face in the mirror. Huh, at least that's something good out of existing on this plane.

"Blonde ... short ... strong for a human ..." I now turned back to the demon and added, "and massively rude! Broke my shoe, took my monk. Do you have any idea who I'm talking about?"

The demon twitched his mouth and gritted his teeth like a dog.

"A slayer? Oh god, please don't tell me I was fighting a vampire slayer!" I put my left hand on my forehead, which rested comfortably on the vanity table as I continued, "How unbelievably common! If I had friends, and they heard about this ... and you know she's going around telling everybody, I mean she probably just-"

I lept up and grabbed the demon bastard who had dozed off by now.

"Pay attention! I am great and I am beautiful, and when I walk into a room all eyes turn to me, because my name is a holy name, and you will listen!" I removed my hands from the demon's neck and gently stroked its hair with both my hands.

"Get your friends ... find the girl ... kill the girl ... okay baby?" As the demon nodded, I smile and look closer at him.

"You have the cutest little suppurating sores! Has anyone ever told you that?" With that compliment, I let off the demon who gleefully ran out of the home.

A few hours later, I had no response from the Lei-Ach demon that I sent to hunt down the Slayer. I think the Slayer killed the demons.

Ok, no issues there. I can't be wasting my breath on useless and trivial issues like a Slayer who hurt my pride. I'll come back to her after I collect my key.

2 Weeks Later

I am in my beautiful apartment, reclined on my bed and surrounded by shoeboxes. My minion, who was in a monk suit, knelt down in front of me on the floor, holding a scroll.

"Most beauteous and supremely magnificent one, this dark spell I hold in my worthless and scabby hand is our gift to you, most tingly and wonderful Glorificus..." I was trying on a new set of heels for myself but I had to interrupt when he called me by my holy name. Made me feel old like the siblings in my dimension. So, I interrupted him.

"Please, call me Glory. And get up, looking at you is hurting my neck" I said nonchalantly as the demon bored me to death without getting into actual details. My neck was not hurting. I simply had to diss him and be petty.

"Forgive me, shiny special one. I beg of you to rip out my inadequate tongue" the demon apologised.

I couldn't care less about his apology. He had information on how to find the Key. So, I threw away the heel that I was trying on and reached out my hand and said "Gimme"

He came closer and stretched out his tongue. I just grabbed the scroll that he had in his hands. I'm not touching his tongue. Blegh!

While the minion droned on, I examined the scroll for some time, then placed it aside and went back to try on my shoes with heels.

"Does this pump make my ankle look bony?" I asked him nonchalantly as I stretched my leg straight up in the air.

"No! No, no, your terrifically smooth one, it is the epitome of ankles--" I could care less about his flattery as I tried on another shoe. As I did not like the new one, I just kicked it away which landed on his forehead.

"Ow! Thank you!" I finally found the perfect pair of shoes for my legs and I stood up with a smile on my face as he thanked me for hitting him.

"Dreg, is it?" I asked him.

"Yes. Dreg. Your creamy coolness has honored me by speaking my name. Your voice is like a thousand sweet songbirds that-" I interrupted his flattery, which was getting downright irritating by this point.

"Yeah, I never tire of hearing that. Look, just so we're clear, the spell's gonna work, right?" Dreg nodded anxiously as I turned around, went to the nearby window, peeked around the curtain and added, "I mean, nothing worse than a gift that doesn't work. Then I'd have to get all mad and kill you! It's this whole big thing." I smiled at him and tilted my head to the left. Even I felt a little bad for Dreg if he failed because the stuff he showed in the scrolls was promising.

"It will work, your extremeness. Provided you have the other items you need," He clarified.

"Don't worry. I'll have them all right," I told him as I walked across the room.

Luckily, I found an ad for this place called the Magic Shop, which I gleefully tore off and announced emphatically, "I'll have it all"

After I sent Dreg away, I found myself in front of The Magic Shop.

A/N1: Huh, I'm ending it here. I tried something different in this chapter. I don't know how I did concerning Glory's characterisation. I hope it's at least half-decent. The next chapter will tie up cliffhangers from both this chapter and the previous one. Also, YAY! I reached 10 followers! P.S. Thank You xoxoxoMariexoxoxo  for helping me with the Czech dialogues in this chapter. 

A/N2: I'm Sorry guys but this fic has been abandoned.

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