Willow- I get it now, the slayer thing, it's about power
Buffy - Being a slayer is something you can't possibly conceive of
Willow- Oh Buffy, you seriously need to get every square inch of your ass kicked
Buffy- Then give me everything you've got, and I will show you what a slayer is.
Buffy the Vampire Slayer season 6
Arise foul thing
A voice rang through James’ mind and body, he opened his eyes and thought he had gone blind; he had the sensation of waking from a deep slumber, and felt himself standing up but didn’t remember how that came to be. The darkness began to dissipate and James felt his senses liquefy as the world around him began to take shape.
Arise foul thing
The voice reverberated through every cell in James’ body, he tried to focus as the darkness dissipated and found himself in some sort of throne room. The air felt lighter than he had ever felt, unnatural and celestial, he wasn’t sure if he was really breathing. Everywhere was white and grey, the room he was in was clearly expansive, a gargantuan stair case was in front of him with him at the bottom, the grey and white was all anything was, the floor and walls seemed solid enough and James could see but there was no distinct light source.
Look at me
The voice seemed to be coming from everywhere, even from inside him, James looked up and on top of the stair case there was a massive throne, a seat that rose from the staircase itself, but what was sat on it looking down towards James made him wish the darkness was still shrouding it. A female figure sat on the throne, at least twice as tall as James in a splendidly bright white diaphanous dress that seemed to flow from her body into the ethereal grounds behind her. Her body, James was sure his body would have gone cold if he could still feel it in that room. The –what was clearly a woman’s body was pale and strong under the dress, her legs were hidden under the dress but the dress cinched inwards and her figure could be seen. Her breasts were plated in some form of metal which adjoined the dress to her chest; of which texture James had never seen before, her arms lay at her sides, and rings adorned each of her wrists, the same metal as her breastplates. Her neck was drenched in blood, James knew without a doubt, thick blood flowing from her mouth to her neck into her bosoms, undulating, her chest would have hypnotised James if he wasn’t forced to look at her face. The face was shaped like a woman’s but powerful looking sinewy caprine horns sprouted from her forehead and curved to the sky. Her eyes glittered; irises appeared to glow, as if an entire universe continued on there. What fixated James’ attention he most though was her mouth, or at least her mouth area, her nose gave way to golden gilded golden jaw, a golden skeleton jaw was her mouth and the blood oozed from her mouth down her neck into her breasts.
It is Time
Time for what? James tried to respond, but he found he had not the power of speech over here, he instead found himself thinking his response to her, and knew that in this place he could be heard.
Your regular life has come to an end; you will now know the pain you caused onto others
AM I dead?
The voice boomed through his very essence.
Who are you?
I am Epheme
The woman-creature leaned forward and her eyes began glowing brighter until they were luminous orbs, her jaw didn’t move at all but James began hearing her voice all around him coming from everywhere at once
Spirit of fire
Spirit of war
Dark moon rising
Eternal souls of pillage and plunder
The blood of man from future and past
The deepest cries of power and wonder
This wretched soul his time at last
Stand with me to turn his life asunder
The creature’s eyes shone as she cast her spell, she ended it by clapping her hands together and suddenly moved her head forward towards James and spat a river of blood onto him. James found himself screaming soundlessly as the blood washed over him and became his whole world, the world turned red and then black again.