Couple: Willow/Spike/Angel eventually
Rating: Overall-Nc-17-Probably
Disclaimer: BtVS & AtS characters and universe belong to Joss
Weldon, Mutant Enemy, and whoever else legally owns them. I don't know who owns Forever Knight, but it not me. I'm not getting paid for this so please don't sue. I really, really broke.
Distribution: Blood Red Roses, anyone else just ask.
Summery: Willow's attacked. Will Buffy save here?
Author's Note: Answer to Karina's challenge. Alternate universe to fit my story. Angel and Cordelia moved back to Sunnydale. Spike is there to help the gang because of the chip in his head. They’re in collage. The Initiative does exist. Other couples Buffy/Riley, Anya/Xander, Tara/Giles, Nick/Nat eventually. WARNING: This piece contains a rape scene if such material offends you please do not read.
Dedication: To Karina, hope it pleases you.
Feedback: Yes Please, Don't make a 'Lady' beg.
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Part: One
Willow walked down the street. She berated herself for not excepting Giles offer for a ride home. She didn't think that it was necessary at the time. Vamps had not been a big problem lately. Yet tonight she felt scared, more scared then usual. She felt like someone was watching her, which caused her to speed up while placing her hand on the stake in her pocket.
She was two blocks away from her house when she felt a pair of hands grab her from behind. She was dragged into some bushes near by and forced to the ground. She looked up at her attacker and found that it was a vampire who had attacked her. She pulled the stake from her pocket but before she had a chance to do anything, he slapped it from her hand.
"My, my what little innocent spitfire do I have here? You smell like the Slayer, and with that hair you must be non-other then the Slayers little hacker friend. Oh I'm going to enjoy you."
"Let me go?" Willow said a tremble in her voice.
"Why should I?" He sneered.
"Because if you don't, Buffy's going to kick your ass if you don't." She said with mock courage in her voice.
"But you'd already be dead." He laughed as he seen the fear in her eyes.
Willow knew the vampire could see and smell her fear and she hated herself for it. She opened her mouth in pure shock when she felt his hand up her skirt. She looked into his eyes. He ginned evilly when she realized what his intentions were before she was to die. She watched as he pulled out a knife and cut open her shirt and bra. Then he stuck the knife in the dirt beside her head before he ripped away her skirt and panties. Willow’s mind finally focused her out of shock causing her to begin to struggle. He backhanded her immediately. The force in which he hit her made Willow dizzy.
"If you continue this struggle I will make this as slow and extremely painful as possible."
In fear of his word Willow stilled as he continued. He already had his pants down with his member at her entrance. He grinned at her manically before kissing her roughly and slamming himself into her dry unwilling passage. Willow cried out into his mouth as he continued his assault. Willow felt her hot tears running down her face as the vampire continued to have his way with her. The pain of his invasion would not stop.
Her eyes were tightly shut when she felt his fangs rip into her neck. She felt him spend himself inside her as he grunted against her skin. She felt herself begin to feel lightheaded so she tried to struggle one last time even though she believed that it was futile. She tried to push him away put when it didn’t work she bit him hoping the pain would shock him out of his fierce bite.
At first she didn't realize that she had bitten hard enough to draw blood until she felt the coppery liquid running down her throat. Eyeing the knife beside her head with her last ounce of strength she pulled it from the ground beside her bringing it across his neck swiftly. Once she felt his weight drop off her she painful moved to grasp the stake near her and slammed it into his heart.
The last thing she remembered was watching him turn to dust.
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As Willow began to wake up she immediately felt the changes. She felt cooler, her heart fluttered in and out and her senses were all heightened. Suddenly she had an overwhelming fear she immediately realized it was because dawn was fast approaching. So she dragged herself up putting on the remainder of her clothes and walked home.
As she walked up the driveway the first rays on light came up. The light was so bright it hurt her eyes and her skin tingled but did not burn. She rushed into the house slamming the door putting her back against it tears began to flow down her face as she slid down to the floor.
"Damn it what is wrong with me?" She cries anguish in her voice.
Suddenly her mouth felt dry and she felt incredibly hungry she got up and slowly made her way to the kitchen. She went to the fridge to get something she stared at the contents in the refrigerator. As her eyes came across what her body screamed out for she felt revolted. She pulled out one of the blood bags she kept for Spike and Angel when they came to visit. She felt her face morph but not all the way. She felt her eyes and her fangs, but her forehead did not completely morph. Suddenly her hunger took over as she found herself sinking her fangs into the bag. Afterwards she drank a second bag.
She had been pacing her room for about three hours thinking about everything that had happened in the previous evening. She knew she could not face the gang. Not now. She knew she still had her soul. But Angel still had his and he was still treated with contempt. Her friends just wouldn’t understand
'Dr. Walsh and the Initiative would have a field day with me.'
With that her mind was made up she knew she had to leave. She took a shower and changed clothes. She stood before her full-length mirror in a pair of tight hip hugger leather wide-leg pants, a tight low cut black suede shirt, a pair of combat boots and a thigh length leather coat. She remembered when she had bought the outfit after meeting her double. Her fiery hair was done in a wild mussed look, as her eyes and lips were outlined in black, and her lips where coated with a blood maroon lipstick. She finished off her outfit with a silver pentacle that was surrounded by a Celtic knot circle and an amethyst stone in the middle, which hung from a long silver chain around her neck.
She pulled out her luggage and filled them with clothes, books, spell tools, pictures and memorabilia of her friends. Once she got all her luggage packed she wrote a quick letter to the gang before grabbing her laptop and heading out the door. She got inside her jade colored dodge stealth that her parents had bought her for graduation and drove off.
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"Hello Willy."
The bartender looked up toward the voice and stared in shock at the redhead before him. He had not really expected any customers for another few hours but he defiantly had not expected the Slayer’s pet dressed up like she was to be coming to his place.
"Well hey Red."
"I need a favor, it will pay well."
"Well?" He asked his eyebrow rose.
"Five grand." She watched, as his eyes grew wide before he smiled.
"What can I do for you?"
"I need eight bags of blood in a cooler. All the documents for a new identity and bank accounts to match it some I can transfer my money."
He looked at her quizzically while trying to measure her up. She had a confidence in her he had never seen before. There was also something else different, but he could not place it and decided to move on.
"What you runnen from little girl?" Willow was far too impatient for his questions. Before he knew it, he found himself halfway over the counter nose to nose with a very pissed off Willow.
"Stop your questions and do as your told before I change my mind and take my business else ware. Have I made myself clear?"
"Ok, ok." He said truly frightened of the small girl.
An hour later Willow had the best of everything she asked him for. She gave Willy the money. Before she left she turned back to Willy and captured his eyes putting her in control of him, before she started the charm.
"Mighty Goddess I pray to thee,
Take from him this memory,
Of this day when he seen me,
This is my will so mote it be."
As she finished the charm she blew a prepared powder in his face. She watched as he dropped to the floor. She picked him up and placed him in his chair in the back. She knew that the spell left him in a suggestive state before waking up. So she whispered into his ear.
"You felt ill today so you closed the bar and fell asleep back here in your chair. This is all you remember, and under no circumstances can you recall the truth. Do you understand?"
"Yes."
With the spell cast and Willy in place Willow left closing the bar door behind her. She got into her car and made her way to the bank withdrawing all her money, which was a considerable amount due to the fact that about two months ago she secretly sold a new computer program she had created to Microsoft for five million dollars, which she had not touched. The manager was sad to see such a customer go. After she was finished at the bank she drove out of Sunnydale as she passed the 'You are Now Leaving Sunnydale' sign a blood tinged tear rolled down her cheek.
"Goodbye Sunnydale."
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Part: Two
Spike walked down the street cursing the Slayers and her sheep names. Willow had not showed up at the dorm, nor been at school and there were no answers at her house. He was on his way there now because he was worried about her and no one seemed to notice. The Slayer and her friends had all went to a party at her boyfriends frat house.
"Bloody chit and her Initiative lapdog."
'At least my bloody poof of a Sire of isn’t hung up on the bint anymore.' Spike thought before immediately becoming aware of another vampire. Then he realized who it was and cooled his look.
"Come out you bloody poof." He said with irritation in his voice before he watched as Angel emerged from the shadows. Angel noticed how tense Spike was.
"Spike, what's wrong?" Angel asked with true concern.
"Willow didn't show up at the dorm last night, or for classes today, and there hasn’t been an answer at her house all night or any today." He said his care for the girl evident in his voice.
"I don't know what is up with Buffy and the gang lately but all of them have become extremely selfish. I'll go with you." Angel replied shaking his head as he fell in step with Spike.
"Thank Peaches."
They made their way to Willows house discussing their problems with the gang as of late and their feelings for Willow. As they walked inside neither heard a heartbeat so they both knew she wasn’t there. But they wanted to know if she had been there within the past couple of days. Angel walked upstairs to look things over while Spike looked downstairs for any evidence of her being there. As Spike moved into the kitchen he heard Angel calling his name while rushing down the stairs panic in his voice.
"What?" Spike asked afraid of his answer.
"She's gone Spike and she left a letter for the gang." Angel said
before reading it to Spike.
"Hey Guys,
Sorry I didn’t say goodbye but I was kinda in a hurry. My aunt
is very ill and I must go care for here. I don't know when I will
return. The doctors say it is terminal so I may be with her till
her death. I love you all. If I don't contact you right away
don't be angry. I will probably be very busy settling in and caring
for her.
Love You Guys,
Willow
PS. Spike, Angel this includes you guys too,
I love you all."
"She just bloody left?" Asked in astonishment after hearing the letter. He saw something in Angel’s eyes that told him there was something else.
"There's more, I found these in the hamper in her closet." Angel showed Spike the shredded reminisce of clothing. He watched as Spikes face morphed and he growled in rage.
"You smell it too."
"Of course I bloody well smell it you…you Wanker." Spike growled in anger and irritation.
They stood there a moment in complete silence. Spike just could not understand it all, why she had left, why she didn’t come to them for help, however he was unaware that he was voicing his thoughts.
"I just don't understand why she ran away from the people she loves." He said confusion etched in his face.
Angel looked at his wayward child seeing the true worry in his face and thinking how much Spike had grown since the chip had been put in his head. Little to Spike knowledge Angel was looking for someone to remove the chip, and planned to have it removed feeling that Spike would not go back to his evil ways. Not that Angel believed for one second that Spike would not starting feeding from humans again, but he didn’t think that he would kill them unless they world was better off without them. He gave Spike a serious look trying to somewhat comfort him.
"Me either but we'll find her Spike, we'll find her."
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Willow brought her shopping bags into her new apartment. She adjusted with her demon she had a theory on that, due to the fact that the vampire had not drained her and she had not gotten a lot of blood, the transition to a vampire was not complete, which allowed her to keep her soul and permitted her to still walk in sunlight as well as not have a full game face.
She looked at her Loft apartment. 'Damn, Angel for getting me
use to this gothic look.' She gazed at her living room, huge fireplace,
midnight blue walls glowing stars on the ceiling. Her black leather
stretch couch with matching iron tables with smoked glass tabletops in
one corner, her aisle and paint supplies in another. Heavy black
velvet curtains hung over the windows and candles where everywhere and
a huge TV in another corner. It was one of her favorite areas.
She had decided that she was going out tonight. Try to let loose and relax in her new city. She had heard of an excellent club called 'The Raven' she planned on checking out. She still felt the energy of the illusion spell going strong; she knew it would easily last through the night. She went upstairs to take a shower.
Willow slipped on her new black leather pants, a jade green leather halter-top, a pair of black combat boots, with her mid-thigh black leather jacket. Her hair and make-up were similar to before. She put on her pentacle and a new matching claw finger ring she just bought. She put two stakes, two bottles of holy water and her new dagger in the secret compartments of her jacket. She picked up her keys and her wallet, she checks to make sure she had money and her ID.
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Willow walked passed the Bouncer as he waved her through. She took in her surroundings. 'This is pretty cool.' She made her way over to the bar and ordered a drink. As she waited for it she looked around her near by she noticed the man sitting on a stool down, he was speaking to an attractive man with reddish-brown hair and a young women with long black hair. She picked up her drink and sat on the stool looking at the people around her. When she finished her drink she got up to head toward the bathroom. She was about to walk by the three people she had noticed earlier, when a mad man rushed passed her roughly pushing her off balance. She was about to fall into the man sitting on the stool when the other caught her before she fell. Angrily she turned around toward the direction in which the man went and yelled.
"Rude much, you bastered."
"My, my such language for such a pretty young thing." She turned back to the man who spoke to her and his two companions. In a sort he reminded her of an older version of Spike. She then looked at the one who had caught her.
"I'm so sorry about that. Thank you for helping me." She said.
"No, problem.” He said giving her a once over. She was very pretty in a unique way.
“Well my name is Nick, this is Janette and this,” he said pointing to the man who was sitting on the barstool “is LaCroix.”
She gazed on at them something told her that she would really like them as friends. She really wanted to make friends in her knew town. ‘What better time then now’ she thought.
"Well hello, my name is Alexia Jade
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The End