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Drusilla danced enticingly around Angelus and giggled to herself, as he stood silently in the garden. Spike threw a burning ciggarette at his feet and snickered as it bouced off the toe of his boot. Angelus snarled, and stomped out the burning ashes. Pushing past Dru, He bore his fangs " Better watch yourself Spike my boy....I don't want to have to stomp your fire out." Rolling his eyes, the platinum crowned vamp brushed past him, wearing an evil grin. "The bloke has been gone over an hour....I'm becoming impatient."
Drusilla piroetted over and leaned into him, putting the palms of her hands against his cold, pale chest. "No worries my love....The slayer will come. They always come for my Angelus." Spikes expression quickly turned sour. "Right. Well, I'm sick of waiting... I say we change our order from delivery to carry out."
Angelus lifted his face into the cool night air and inhaled deeply. "Wait. She's nearby. I can smell the stench of her now." Dru bounced like a giddy schoolgirl on her tiptoes and sighed. After a few seconds Riley and Buffy cleared the shrubbery and walked into plain view. Riley wore a heinous grin, that Buffy was clearly unaware of. Her attention was focused elsewhere. "Angel." She said with a hint of saddness in her voice. It took only a moment for her to realize that there were in fact 3 vampires, instead of just the two. "And Spike." She growled sarcastically as she slowly moved toward them. "So let me guess Angelus...you and Dru are....vacationing? Wait till you feel the California sun on your skin. I'm telling you it's a life altering experience." Just then Riley leapt forward and snatched her arms from beside her, twisting them and finally pinning them behind her back. Buffy dropped her stake and struggled, obviously confused. "Riley, what the...." Leaning in close enough to smell the floral scent of lavender on her hair he whispered." Here's the thing Buff. I have all these feelings for you...True some of these feelings are below the belt, but I just couln't ever find the words to tell you." He leaned in a bit closer and licked her neck, purring like a tomcat. " I guess I'll just have to show you." It was a matter of seconds before his boyish good looks were overcome with demonic features. Disturbed, and a little hurt by Riley's words, Buffy twisted her neck to look at him. Her jaw dropped and shoulders fell when she looked into his glowing yellow eyes. "Riley......I'm sorry." He tightened his grip on her forearms and chuckled. "That I'm sure of. But if it makes you feel any better, you'll be out of your misery soon." Without a moments pause he bore his fangs. Angelus and Spike inched closer yet...
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Darla inched closer to The two women. Her long golden locks blowing in the breeze. Her crimson lips mangled in a snarl that could only be worn by a vamp. "Hello ladies. I came here looking for Buffy...But I got something even better. A slayer and a witch. Can you just imagine the rush?"
Faith had managed to untangle her arms, and was viciously tugging at the ropes that bound her ankles. Willow quivered and spoke timidly, "But how....I mean....your dead. Buffy killed you." She leaned further into Faith with every word.
Darlas laughter echoed through the night sky. "Oh, I'm still dead sweet girl. You see....I've got friends in places you and your slayer friend don't know about. It dosen't matter what happens to me....I'll always be back. I do anything I want. Go anywhere I want..." Just then there was the gut wrenching sound of something piercing flesh and cracking bone. Darla winced in pain, then only a heavy gray cloud remained. A voice carried through the ashes, "Looks like the only way you're going to get there is in an ern." The cloud dissipated, and there stood a black clad, astoundingly beautiful young woman. She had sad eyes and light brown hair. The stake she held in her hand was way more high tech than the average .It had a silver handled grip and was incredibly thick and sharp. "Hey, you alright?"
Willow pounced to her feet and Faith finally wrenched free of the ropes and climbed to her feet. Ever so greatful, Willow smiled intensely. "Thank you SO much! Are you a slayer too?" The woman smiled awkwardly and shook her head,"Slayer?? Um....no. I'm Abbey, But you can call me Whistler."
Drusilla danced enticingly around Angelus and giggled to herself, as he stood silently in the garden. Spike threw a burning ciggarette at his feet and snickered as it bouced off the toe of his boot. Angelus snarled, and stomped out the burning ashes. Pushing past Dru, He bore his fangs " Better watch yourself Spike my boy....I don't want to have to stomp your fire out." Rolling his eyes, the platinum crowned vamp brushed past him, wearing an evil grin. "The bloke has been gone over an hour....I'm becoming impatient."
Drusilla piroetted over and leaned into him, putting the palms of her hands against his cold, pale chest. "No worries my love....The slayer will come. They always come for my Angelus." Spikes expression quickly turned sour. "Right. Well, I'm sick of waiting... I say we change our order from delivery to carry out."
Angelus lifted his face into the cool night air and inhaled deeply. "Wait. She's nearby. I can smell the stench of her now." Dru bounced like a giddy schoolgirl on her tiptoes and sighed. After a few seconds Riley and Buffy cleared the shrubbery and walked into plain view. Riley wore a heinous grin, that Buffy was clearly unaware of. Her attention was focused elsewhere. "Angel." She said with a hint of saddness in her voice. It took only a moment for her to realize that there were in fact 3 vampires, instead of just the two. "And Spike." She growled sarcastically as she slowly moved toward them. "So let me guess Angelus...you and Dru are....vacationing? Wait till you feel the California sun on your skin. I'm telling you it's a life altering experience." Just then Riley leapt forward and snatched her arms from beside her, twisting them and finally pinning them behind her back. Buffy dropped her stake and struggled, obviously confused. "Riley, what the...." Leaning in close enough to smell the floral scent of lavender on her hair he whispered." Here's the thing Buff. I have all these feelings for you...True some of these feelings are below the belt, but I just couln't ever find the words to tell you." He leaned in a bit closer and licked her neck, purring like a tomcat. " I guess I'll just have to show you." It was a matter of seconds before his boyish good looks were overcome with demonic features. Disturbed, and a little hurt by Riley's words, Buffy twisted her neck to look at him. Her jaw dropped and shoulders fell when she looked into his glowing yellow eyes. "Riley......I'm sorry." He tightened his grip on her forearms and chuckled. "That I'm sure of. But if it makes you feel any better, you'll be out of your misery soon." Without a moments pause he bore his fangs. Angelus and Spike inched closer yet...
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Darla inched closer to The two women. Her long golden locks blowing in the breeze. Her crimson lips mangled in a snarl that could only be worn by a vamp. "Hello ladies. I came here looking for Buffy...But I got something even better. A slayer and a witch. Can you just imagine the rush?"
Faith had managed to untangle her arms, and was viciously tugging at the ropes that bound her ankles. Willow quivered and spoke timidly, "But how....I mean....your dead. Buffy killed you." She leaned further into Faith with every word.
Darlas laughter echoed through the night sky. "Oh, I'm still dead sweet girl. You see....I've got friends in places you and your slayer friend don't know about. It dosen't matter what happens to me....I'll always be back. I do anything I want. Go anywhere I want..." Just then there was the gut wrenching sound of something piercing flesh and cracking bone. Darla winced in pain, then only a heavy gray cloud remained. A voice carried through the ashes, "Looks like the only way you're going to get there is in an ern." The cloud dissipated, and there stood a black clad, astoundingly beautiful young woman. She had sad eyes and light brown hair. The stake she held in her hand was way more high tech than the average .It had a silver handled grip and was incredibly thick and sharp. "Hey, you alright?"
Willow pounced to her feet and Faith finally wrenched free of the ropes and climbed to her feet. Ever so greatful, Willow smiled intensely. "Thank you SO much! Are you a slayer too?" The woman smiled awkwardly and shook her head,"Slayer?? Um....no. I'm Abbey, But you can call me Whistler."