Angel walked into the apartment and through his coat on the couch. He
hadn't
run after her but let her go on her own. What was he going to say,
'I'll turn
you and we both can live forever'? The thought of a vampire Willow
scared
even him.
He walked to her room and knocked on the door. "Willow" He peaked it
open. No
one.
A figure passed in through the doorway across and Angel thought he'd
caught
it in the corner of his eye. He looked around the corner carefully.
Nothing
around the corner.
He expanded his vampire senses and felt something. Smelt warm blood.
Heart a
steady heartbeat. He followed his senses to the living room. In there
sat a
figure on the couch. He walked up behind it, sure it wasn't Willow.
Just as
he went to attack, it disappeared, something coming from behind him
and
attacking him.
Angel pulled it off and threw them to the ground. A human.
"Who are you? What are you doing in my home?" Mark stood, looking at
Angel
dangerously in the eye.
"Where is she?"
"You finally came. I've been waiting to tear your liver out and eat
it for a
snack." Mark stepped a little to the side, showing no fear or reaction
to
Angel's comment.
"It'll be you're liver I'll be eating."
"We'll see about that." Angel stepped in and Mark's foot shot out. Angel
caught it and threw him off his feet. Mark swept Angel's feet out from
him.
Quickly, he got up; pulling the fathom from his pocket.
"You've got some witch's power on you, yourself. I'll enjoy having it."
Waving the hand with the crystal over him, Angel arched off the floor,
Hollering in pain. Getting to his knees, he held his abdomen in pain.
His
head fell back and he cried out in pain. "Nice to see this is more
painful on
you than on the others." Mark smirked. Angel exhaled one more breath
with his
head thrown back before he collapsed on the floor.
Mark put the crystal away, breathing in a large breath of air. "Now
all I
need is that witch's power and then I'll have all I need."
Mark turned his back from Angel and didn't notice when he stood and
grabbed
him from around her neck from behind. "Not if I get her first." He
growled in
his ear, in gameface.
"How?!" Mark rasped. "You're dead!"
"Yes, I am. And now so is that pesky 'magic' trick that damn witch you're
after did to me." He threw Mark to the wall.
"A vampire?"
"Ding, ding, ding! What do we have for him Bob?!" Angelus grabbed him
from
around the neck again and through him back to the wall.
"But! The Slayer. She sent her to you. How is that possible?!"
"What can I say. I'm just popular with all the girls." Angelus smirked.
"What would you want with me?"
"I told you. Or my other woosy half did." He grinned all his pointy
teeth.
"To eat your liver."
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