SEIZE THE NIGHT (2/?)
Willow opened her eyes, wondering where she was. Suddenly, visions of
her past entered her mind. She felt something push them away as she sat
up. She felt strong. Not the same weak Willow Rosenberg she had been.
She heard a chuckle and looked, her eyes narrow. "Mum."
Darla smiled, "Darling. You're awake. How do you feel?"
"Hungry" Willow said, noticing the small differences. Her sight and
hearing were amazing. She could smell something in the air. Something
foul.
"The slayer" Darla hissed, standing. "Come my childe."
"She can't see me" Willow said, knowing that she had an advantage. The
slayer didn't know she was a vampire. She followed her sire through the
tombstones until they entered a crypt. "Why me?"
Darla looked at her, surprised. This girl wasn't acting like most
fledges. She had collected her thoughts instantly. Darla felt proud of
her youngest childe. "I wanted you."
Willow nodded, looking down at her body. It felt different. She closed
her eyes as the hunger gnawed at her. "Need to eat. Think later."
Darla nodded, taking the girl's hand. "What's your name?"
"Willow" she replied. She took in every detail of the tunnel they were
walking through. She saw vampires watching them, their expressions
guarded.
"Willow...what a lovely name." Darla took Willow to her room, having her
sit. "Lance, bring me something tender and fresh. My daughter is
hungry."
Lance bowed his head as took off to find what Mistress Darla wanted. He
had been around long enough to know that you didn't cross Mistress. Not
if you wanted to see the moon again.
"So beautiful" Darla said, running a hand over Willow's pale face. "You
have the honor of being my first childe in over a hundred years, my
dear."
Willow looked at her, studying. She didn't trust her sire. There was
something in the air. Of course, she didn't trust anyone. Too much
knowledge. She knew somehow that she was different. She didn't imagine
most newly sired vampires could remember so much about their pasts. She
had eased into her new life easily. She felt nothing except hunger and
curiosity. "Thank you mum."
Darla laughed, "Yes, I think I'll like you just fine. I shall teach you
everything that I know. Soon, you will be third around here. I can see
it in your pretty eyes."
"I shall make you proud mother." Willow said, feeling the urge to do
just that. This woman had chosen her. No one had ever chosen her
before...for anything. She wouldn't let Darla down.
"Yes, you shall. You shall meet your grandfather soon...after you've
adjusted." Darla said, brushing the girl's long straight hair.
"The Master?" Willow said, remembering what name the girl had used
earlier.
"Yes...My master and yours." Darla suddenly smiled, "We shall have to
track down your older brother too. He'll love to meet you."
"Brother?" Willow asked, leaning into Darla's body as the elder vampire
continued to caress her hair.
"Dear sweet Angelus. My favorite childe. Well, until now" Darla said,
smiling at the girl. She began to explain the rules to Willow as she
waited for Lance to return with food. She'd be gentle with the girl
until she had adjusted. After that, she'd began to teach Willow
everything the girl would need to know to survive forever. The girl was
starting off well. The blood she had absorbed was very aged and
powerful. At this moment, this fledge was stronger than even Darla's
favorite, Angelus. The girl would have to learn how to use the power she
had inherited. Darla had plans for them both. This girl would be her
companion. Her daughter. Her partner.
Together, they could over ride the Master and take over Sunnydale. Darla
smiled, a sinister gleam in her eyes. It wouldn't be long until they
could rule the town from above. She so hated these sewers. She had been
biding her time until she found the perfect childe. Now, she had her. So
much power and knowledge. She looked up as Lance came in with two
teenagers. Fresh and virginal. Perfect for her childe's first meal. She
watched with maternal pride as Willow instinctively played with her food
before feasting. Yes, Sunnydale was definitely looking more promising.