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((Marcus is a character in the fandom_muses community. He is an original character based on the Buffy the Vampire Slayer universe))

My name is Marcus Woods. I grew up in Sunnydale, California and luckily I left it behind before it became a crater in the ground. I hated Sunnydale when I lived there but there's something sad about looking at what it's become.

I've never been the type to let the past go easily.

I was the only child of Mona and Larry Woods, successfully career people who made money in more digits than I really can imagine, mostly because they never held on to even a fraction of what they made. When people asked me what they did for a career I always said they partied. I used to live in terror of those damn parties and the people that would be there.

I don't think I was in the plans for Mona and Larry, and they never knew what to do with me. I was an unwelcome houseguest in my own life. I was a drug mule for my mom and a punching bag for my dad if I was lucky. I won't talk about when I was unlucky.

I had an escape as soon as I discovered art. I stayed awake at home to be on guard and I painted and sketched everything I came across. I slept in school where it was safe. Sure I was a bully target that way but teenagers have nothing on a full grown man with a quart of vodka and a few lines of coke under their belt. I also had a best friend who would let me sleep in his spare room when things got too bad.

They say gangs on PCP killed my parents, but I was there when it happened. Nothing human could have torn them apart the way she did I don't care how many drugs they took. Afterwards she drew something on my face with their blood and said I was avenged. The blood was still warm and I sort of went away mentally for a while.

I saw something…even if you believe my gang on PCP was really a blonde demon of family vengeance I doubt you'd believe this. I saw who I used to be, a past life if you want to call it that. But there is something more I was meant to be. Something that involves protecting people that can't protect themselves. I wouldn't have believed it myself if I didn't have the amulet to show me it was real.

When I woke back up in the hospital with my parent's blood cleaned off of me there was an amulet around my neck. It's the color of water and no matter how long it lays against my skin it is still cool like stepping into the waters of a lake.

That's when I left Sunnydale.

I ended up in LA, I do sketches for money down by the tourist areas at the beach for money and hopefully someday I'll figure out where I should go from here. I heard a lot of the new slayers ended up drifting this way after Sunnydale went down, I haven't seen any yet but even in a city this big they'd be hard to hide. Maybe I'll see some of them someday.

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