SEIZE THE NIGHT (4/?)
"You look beautiful, lovey" Darla said, smiling at the redhead. "Leather
becomes you."
Willow smiled at the praise. She ran a hand through her now shoulder
length hair and let her eyes wander over her form. "You think so?"
Darla nodded, "Definitely. So, hungry?"
Willow shook her head, "Still all full. Could we walk, mum?"
Darla looked at her surprised, "Walk? What about the slayer?"
Willow chuckled, "We don't have to worry about her right now. Luke was
taking several boys to play with her."
Darla laughed, "Ok lovey. Let's walk."
The two women began to walk, heading to the park. Darla listened as
Willow told her about her mortal life. The poor thing didn't sound like
had ever had parents. Only two friends to speak of. No wonder she had
adjusted so easily to the family. It was probably the first one she had
had. Darla knew something was different about this childe. Too many
details remembered. Willow didn't seem to have the uncontrollable blood
lust that many fledges had. In fact, she had a very definite control on
her hunger.
There were other things Darla had seen in the redhead. Things that
usually didn't evolve for years. It was almost as if some of her years
had passed on to the girl. She was glad. Willow was turning out to be a
true companion. Someone she could teach and nurture and enjoy. She so
loved teaching. Angelus had learned everything he knew from her. The
games, the torture, the malice. Of course, he had been a wicked youth
when she had turned him. That coupled with what she had taught him had
made him quite ruthless. He had taken it beyond any level she had ever
known. Her baby boy, she remembered fondly.
She had seen him since she had been in Sunnydale. Helping the slayer of
all people. He may have a soul, but he must also have a death wish. She
still loved him dearly. He was her favorite childe, souled or not. She
had no desire to see him killed because of some silly guilt curse. She
had already put word out that he was protected by her. Anyone that
touched him had to face her. She had gained many years of practice at
making someone suffer. Of course, now, she was bored with it all. That's
why she wanted Sunnydale. Power and her own feeding ground. The perfect
combination for someone of her vast years. It was time to retire from
the silly games.
Willow would be her coup de grace. The last childe she made for at least
a hundred years. She hated making children. It was so difficult to find
the right one. This time, as she had with Angelus, she had chosen
wisely. Willow was more perfect than she had ever imagined. Beautiful,
cunning, intelligent, and seductive. A perfect combination of beauty,
skill and brains. She couldn't belive the idiot mortals had neglected
such a fine specimen. Just went to show how little they truly knew.
"So, lovey. Who would you like to kill first?" Darla asked, smiling.
Willow thought about it. "No one yet. I want to remain unknown until I
can face them all and win. Of course, there are several girls at school
we can play with. Snobby damn bitches..."
Darla nodded, the wicked gleam in her eyes, "Let Mummy teach you how to
make them scream.....they are ever so much fun when they scream."
Willow nodded, a curious look on her pretty face, "Teach me, Mum."