Pairing: Angelus/Willow
Rating: pg-13/R (references to bdsm and torture)
Warning: Character Death
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Disclaimer: I bow to the altar of the genius that is Joss. Angel and co. aren't mine. I'm only playing and promise to return them when I'm done though Angel will probably be late; he's such a nummy treat. No insult, infringement, or injury is intended.
Spoilers: up to and including 'Passion'
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Author's Note: This is a sequel to 'Enlightened'. Again this is unbetaed so any mistakes are solely mine. *Big waves* to everyone who's sent me feedback on the other pieces in the series.
Summary: Angelus' Perspective
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I've done it. A work done with extraordinary skill, a supreme intellectual or artistic achievement, I've created a masterpiece. Willow.
She's been with me for a year now. You all know about the first two months, well the last ten have been spent molding her into my perfect mate. She's the perfect blending of darkness and light. Somehow even after all I've taught her she's retained an aura of innocence that just gets my stolen blood pumping.
I don't think I'm going to turn her after all. She doesn't need a demon. There is a darkness within her that broke loose ten months ago that would have given Darla a run for her money and she was a cunning bitch. I've heard of a bonding ritual that would tie her life to mine. She would live as long as I do, take on all of my strengths with none of my weaknesses. I like that idea better. I crave her heat and I would lose that if I were to take her as my childe.
She's amazing that's all there is to it. I was worried there for a while that her friends' abandonment had done too much damage, but it was the catalyst I needed to make her mine. The night I brought Spike in to meet her was the night she told me she was mine. I think my heart beat for a couple of seconds at her words.
Since then I have cultivated her anger and pain, honing it to a fine edge. She can fight almost as well as the Slayer now. She's channeled her aggression into beating many a minion. They all fear and respect their Lady Red as they've dubbed her. She's kind to everyone at the mansion for the most part, but don't cross her or you're likely to find yourself on the sharp end of her high-heeled boot. Dru has been teaching her magick and she is becoming quite proficient in the arts. There was a lot of natural ability just waiting to be tapped.
Dru absolutely adores my Willow. She and my childe spend many an afternoon having tea parties and playing with Dru's dolls. My boy likes her too. The two of them get into some entertaining shouting matches. There's an attraction there that I'm letting grow. Eventually my Red will learn that sometimes the only way to shut Spike up is to make him shut up. I look forward to that day.
For the last two months she, Spike and I have been following the Scoobies. Yes my boy is walking now, fighting and hunting too. He's still not completely one hundred percent, but he's close. What we're planning to do will finally put him back in top form. Willow wanted to see for herself just how much her old buddies have moved on. She's come to the conclusion that Xander is the only one she doesn't want dead. It would appear that I was wrong a few months ago when I said he'd forgotten about her. He goes to Willie's every night trying to find out anything about her. He refused to give up hope of finding her. He's distanced himself from the rest of the gang because they gave up on her. When she's ready she'll let him know how and who she is now.
She did that last night. She went to his house by herself. Yes I let her out on her own. I trust her. She was gone until sunrise. Xander is going to be moving into the mansion after the others are gone. I'm not sure how I feel about that exactly, but Willow looks so happy at the prospect that I know I won't deny her. I rarely deny her anything. Spike says I'm whipped, only if I'm lucky.
The witch and the wolf were the first to go. Willow very much resented her quasi-boyfriend taking her place and Amy was a threat because of her magick. It was fortuitous that the witch was watching Oz during the full moon, two birds with one stone. Willow had found a nifty spell that let her absorb Amy's powers. It worked like a charm. That Amy had been surprised to see Willow was an understatement. With her powers gone it had been a simple matter to let Oz out and he killed Amy. Remember that werewolf hunter Cain? Yeah. Bye-bye Oz.
That was last month and now tonight's the night. Willow and I agree it's time to kill the Slayer. My boy is about to bag his third. She's at the Bronze for a little R&R. She got over losing two of her gang with relative ease if she's here to party. But then Buffy doesn't really know what happened. She will though, right before she dies.
My girl looks ravishing in those forest green leather pants and that satin gold halter I picked out for her so many months ago. She's got on the sexiest pair of brown leather lick me boots too. Her hair just brushes her shoulders and with the make-up she's wearing she looks far older than eighteen.
The boys have just set our plan in motion and Buffy's heading out to the alley to save the night. Willow and I fade into the shadows and watch as she efficiently dusts the three minions we'd chosen. As the dust settles from the last Willow starts clapping slowly and moves into the light.
"Well done. Well done."
The Slayer does a double take as she tries to place my girl. Her jaw drops and she squeaks out, "Wi-Willow?"
Willow smirks at her and purrs, "Hello Buffy. Miss me?"
Buffy stares at her for a few more seconds then cautiously approaches her. "Are you a vampire?"
Willow laughs and I shiver at the throaty sound. She's changed so much. I'm so proud.
"You never were very good at picking them out were you? If you were you would have known Angel was a vampire the second you met him."
Buffy's brow furrows in confusion, no big surprise there, she really isn't that bright. What the soul ever saw in her I really don't know. "What happened to you?"
Willow smiles again. "I've grown up. I kind of had to after Angelus kidnapped me a year ago. You do know that's what happened to me right? Or maybe you just don't care. From what I've gathered all of you moved on and forgot about me after what two weeks? Well all of you except for Xander."
I can see Buffy struggling to find some explanation. "I-I we tried to find you Wills really. But after a while we just couldn't continue looking. There were things we had to take care of." She reaches out and catches Willow's wrist. I can see the relief on her face as she feels her pulse. She smiles at my girl. "But you're obviously okay now and you managed to get away. You can come home and everything can go back to normal."
She can't be that naïve can she?
Willow looks at her incredulously. She's still letting the Slayer hold her wrist and I wonder at that. She says, "You really can't be that fucking naïve or self-centered can you?"
Buffy looks confused again. "What do you mean? And since when do you swear?"
Willow reverses her hand and grabs Buffy by the wrist and pulls her close. She licks Buffy's cheek and says softly, "Who says I got away? I'm right where I'm supposed to be." She moves back a pace. "Isn't that right baby?"
That's my cue. I step out of the shadows and smile. "Hello lover."
Willow knows I'm talking to her, but Buffy in her infinite miscalculation that the world revolves around her thinks I directed it towards her. "Don't call me that. What have you done to Willow?"
Willow smiles. "Nothing I haven't wanted him too." Her smile vanishes. "Bored now." Raising her voice slightly she singsongs, "Spikey, Mummy has a prezzie for you."
Buffy tries to shake Willow off, but she just tightens her grip. Have I mentioned we've been sharing blood? It makes my girl strong. I can see Buffy is completely baffled that she can't get loose. Spike melts out of his hiding place from behind the Slayer. "Aw mum you shouldn't have."
Panicking a bit now Buffy takes a swing at Willow with her free hand. She telegraphed the moved and Willow dodged it easily. With a feral smile Willow coos, "Ooo Buffy wants to play." She connects with a right cross to Buffy's cheek and the game is on. Spike and I move out of the way so Willow can work out her aggressions on her former best friend. While they fight Willow makes up for the slight disadvantage she has of not being quite as strong as the Slayer with a running commentary of her time with me. Damn I'm getting hard watching her. She's pure poetry in motion. There's a fluidity and grace to her movements that Buffy lacks and it's more evident as they fight each other.
The distraction of her words is working and I can tell Buffy is running more on emotion than on strategy. Willow makes a familiar hand signal to Spike and catches Buffy with a spinning back kick that sends her stumbling back into my boy. He catches her and wraps his arms around her in a parody of a lover's embrace with one arm around her waist and one around her shoulder keeping her arms pinned at her sides.
He throws a sexy grin at Willow, which she returns. As he holds her Willow leans in close and starts whispering to Buffy. By the look of dawning horror on the Slayer's face Wills is telling her about Amy and Oz and the plans she has for Cordelia and Giles. The she steps back and says, "Goodbye Buffy."
Buffy tries to struggle, but to no avail. "Hello cutie" Spike says to her just before he sinks his fangs into his throat. As my boy drops her lifeless body to the floor of the alley he says, "Thanks Red just what I always wanted."
Willow stares at the body of her former friend for a moment before resolutely turning and walking away. "Come on. Let's go home. We're done for the night. The others can wait a few days."
My masterpiece ladies and gentleman. My Willow.
The end