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Dark Sorceress Series.	By : PatriciaRD Category: AtS/BtVS Crossovers > FemmeSlash - Female/Female Views: 2985 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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TITLE: The Call of the Night.

AUTHOR: Patricia R.D.

ADDRESS: patricia_rosemary@yahoo.com

PAIRING: Tara/Darla. A little bit of Darla/Angelus, Tara/Angelus. Mention of Tara/Willow.

SPOILERS: Around the beginning of season 5 on Buffy and 2 on Angel.

SUMMARY: Tara hears the call..

DISCLAIMER: Not my characters. I just borrowed them for a little bit.

RATING: R.

DISTRIBUTION: Just ask first please.

NOTES: The lyrics are from Heather Nova's "Blood of Me".

Also, my first attempt at female slash. Please be gentle people.
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I had a Guardian Angel once. A blonde fairy with green eyes that sat at my window and sang to me. I was only four or five when she first appeared. And although no one believed me, I knew she was real. As in flesh and blood real. And her words were bread and wine for my soul, even on the hardest times. I loved her in so many different ways, I couldn't begin to put them on paper. I knew one day I'd have the chance to touch her, and that day I'd reach Paradise.

Then she disappeared. And hell broke loose. I lost my smile and every hope to be happy again. I had no light in the darkness. When I left to college, I looked forward to a new life and perhaps a chance at love. Which I found in the arms of Willow. I love her, but a part of me would never get over loosing my Angel/Fairy. My first and best friend.

Until one night, when I heard her voice once again. and I knew my mind wasn't playing games with me. That it was real. She was calling me again.

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*You're the Blood Of Me

You're the Truth That Hurts

You're the Memory

You're the Drug That Works*

She calls, I listen.

After all these years, she's come back. No longer the gentle Fairy figure of my childhood years, but a figure of dark beauty and power that both scares and delights me. How can so much be contained in such a lithe, delicate frame?

Funny thing is, at first sight, you wouldn't think she's changed that much. Maybe I'm the one who's changed. Where I used to crave a magic figure to teach me, I now crave the woman, the soft, creamy skin under the short dresses, the velvety lips that whisper sweet words in my ear. And those eyes... Oh, God.

When we meet again, the first thing she does is lean down to kiss my cheek in greeting. The kiss itself is enough to weaken my knees and make my heart skip a beat, but my favorite part are the eyelashes. So long, they tickle my skin as she talks.

"My Sweet Tara. I've missed you."

Her throaty voice is not a lullaby anymore, but an invitation. I should run away at that moment, but I don't.

Truth be told, I'd missed her too. And her long absence had left me with a void not even the love of Willow could fill. I'd never realized how special she was for me. But now she's back.

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So there's no Guardian Angel watching over me with loving eyes, singing and telling me stories. She's not even a creature of the light! She comes at dark and stands in front of my window, cloaked in the shadows, watching me, calling me.

Willow asks me what's wrong. I look at her, wanting to say *everything* is wrong. I have her, and I have friends and people who cares about me. And now...

"Nothing's wrong, baby," I whisper, kissing her. "Go to the bed, I'll be there in a few minutes."

But I'm off the door the second she's asleep.

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"I knew you would come, my Tara," she says to me. Her fingers are slivers of ice in my bare stomach. I close my eyes as she moves down, exploring me with her hands and mouth. I tangle my fingers in her silky hair as her mouth finds a sensitive spot, nipping at it, teasing it until I start to whimper and say her name. She hums, sending small waves of pleasure thought my body. I come with a scream, forgetting about Willow, about everything, except my Fairy and me, and the pleasure and pain she brings me. For when her face moves closer to mine, she's not even wearing her human mask anymore. And when she sinks her fangs into my neck I just close my eyes and accept it.

The fairytale is over, Tara. This is the cold hard truth: Your childhood protector is nothing more than a bloodthirsty vampiress who's come back to fuck you, in every possible way.

And you're loving every single moment of it.

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"Come with me," she tells me afterwards, blanketing my body with hers. I look into her eyes, waiting to see the demon in there, ready to eat me. And there it is. But there's something about it that makes me feel safe, although a part of me knows dead is close.

"Why?" I ask finally.

"Because I need you." She answers. "You are powerful. I could tell that from the moment I first saw you and you were just a child then. I have a gift to see..." her lips hover near my neck. "The darkness."

I looked away. "I'm not dark," I say. "I'm fully human. You don't know what you're talking about."

"But I do, dear girl," she kisses my cheek. "My boy had in him too. Still does, it's only a matter of time before it comes out again." Suddenly I know she's smiling. "Hey, maybe you can help me there."

This time I have to look at her, intrigued. "What are you talking about?"

"This," and while she spoke she placed a hand on top of my left breast, close to my heart. "Is not real life. Come back to Los Angeles with me, Tara. I'll show you how to use your power. You can be the one to bring back the Scourge of Europe, no pesky curse to get in the way, ever. We'll take of you, give you the world. All you have to do is say yes."

I don't look away this time. Her gaze feeds me promises of power beyond my comprehension and I know it's wrong. I would be betraying Willow, everything I believe in.

"Don't fight it, my girl," she whispers. And her voice is enough to make me burn with desire again. My mouth seek hers, my hands roam her body as we furiously made love ace again in the middle of nowhere. Because, as I much as I hate to admit it, this about sick, twisted, dark love.

"Yes," I gasped after we finish, sweaty bodies entwined in the dark, fully sated. "I'll go with you."

Forgive me, Willow. This is more powerful than any of us.

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Love is not a sweet daisy that a childhood sweetheart hands you in the summertime. Love is a dark rose with silky petals, toxic essence and thorns that make you bleed when your lover presses them against your chest. Love is about seeing your own power in the eyes of your lover, when mirrors won't show your reflection anymore.

You don't need mirrors anymore. You are beyond them. Your reflection is the fear of your victims, the respect of your equals, the lust of your lovers.

Like Darla, my Dark Mistress, my sire. And now Angelus.

He smiles at me and I can tell he likes what he sees. It must be the fact I ripped away that filthy soul of his, this time forever. He offers me a strong, masculine hand, and I take it, smiling back as Darla takes the other. Images of nights of endless passion dance on my head. Delicious.

We're standing on the rooftop of the Hyperion, and Angelus talks. He talks of torture and death and destruction for everyone who's ever love us in any way. To cleanse our demons with their blood. I listen, already tasting that blood.

At one point he stops for a second, and then Darla leans down and says the words I've been expecting to hear since the moment I met her as my Angel.

"Welcome to our family."

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