Who: Anya Jenkins and OTA What: Anya finds herself inexplicably in L.A. and even more strangely. . . not dead. When: January 12, 2005 Where: L.A., somewhere near the Hyperion Hotel Rating: PGish Status: Incomplete
Dying was an interesting experience.
There had been pain (which wasn't much of a surprise, since she'd been sliced open like a Christmas turkey - not her favorite food, when she stopped to think about it. Especially not after making that analogy). And blood. A lot of blood. (You never really noticed your blood until it was outside your body, then it seemed to matter a whole lot). Then an equal (if not more so) amount of darkness. And the death. You couldn't very well forget that part.
And now, there was Los Angeles.
Someone somewhere had a strange sense of humor.
Anya Jenkins (almost Anya Jenkins Harris), formerly the Vengeance Demon Anyanka who was formerly known as Aud, was not amused. So, the good news was, she wasn't dead. The bad news was, this definitely wasn't Sunnydale. She blinked in the sunlight, trying to take in the unfamiliar surroundings. A hotel?
"That was. . . ." The blonde frowned, seeming at a loss for words. "Very very strange. And definitely reeks of Slayerage Mumbo-Jumbo."