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Hell Is In the Details	By : SpikesHeart Category: Angel the Series > Het - Male/Female Views: 2390 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Hell Is In the Details

Author: Spike�s Heart

Email: spikes_heart@yahoo.com

Pairing: S/OC, hints of S/Lorne, S/B eventually

Rating: NC-17

Setting: AtS, AU Season 5

Disclaimer: If they were mine, I�d treat them nicer than
Joss ever did.

Feedback: Yes, please!

Archive: Ask me,
nicely.

Warning: Very Dark, Non-con, Rape, Forced D/s

A/N: This is much darker than anything I�ve ever written
before. An evil dream that demanded to be written. I
hope I�ve done it justice. **waves at Liz**

Beta�d by: Willa, who held my hand
throughout and wiped my tears when it brought me to my knees. She smoothes my
rough edges and makes me readable.

Summary:
Spike resurrects corporeally and Angel can�t take it anymore. He betrays his
childe in the worst ways possible: by selling him out of the family into
slavery.

Hell Is In the Details � Chapter 1 � A House Divided

Three weeks ago he�d brought Wolfram &
Hart�s amulet to Buffy, intent on wearing it to help in battle.

Three weeks ago she�d taken it and given it
to Spike, and sent him back to L.A. � to be
second string if they failed to defeat the First Evil.

Two and a half weeks since he learned of
Spike�s demise in the closing of the Hellmouth, and
the survival of mostly everyone else.

One week since Buffy and the original Scoobies headed off to England for a fresh start and a new life� without him.

Two days since Spike reappeared in his
office, duster and all, in a screaming swirl of black ash and lightning when
the amulet fell out of an unmarked envelope addressed to him.

Two days marked by a fist smashing into
Angel�s jaw as the blonde�s first act upon returning to this plane of
existence.

Spike managed to turn around, a look of
utter betrayal on his face, before his eyes rolled back in his head and his
legs gave way. He crumpled to the carpet in a heap.

Angel moved swiftly and secured the younger
vampire�s hands behind his back with a pair of handcuffs. He tied his ankles
together with a length of rope, threading the loose end through the handcuffs.
A sharp yank bent his legs at the knees, and the rope was looped around Spike�s
waist several times, resulting in one hogtied vampire.

:p>

A quick call to the legal department,
circumventing Gunn, resulted in the paperwork Angel requested being drawn up
and brought to the office. A flick of the wrist with a hidden stake dusted the
unsuspecting vampire lawyer/messenger � one more loose thread dealt with. A
second call confirmed his plan could be set in motion.

Rolling his unconscious childe in one of
the Persian rugs decorating his office suite, Angel conceded the loss of the
rug as a fair sacrifice to the cause. Hoisting the roll onto his shoulder and
pocketing the legal form, he took his private elevator down to the garage,
stowing the rug in the trunk of his car.

Sitting in the car, stuck in the
ever-present traffic that snarled Los Angeles streets, the vampire had time to think his actions through.
What he was about to do was irrevocable. Spike would be cast out of the Order
of Aurelius, and dust soon after. His name and history wopasspass into
oblivion, eventually wiped from the memories of the demon population. William
the Bloody would become a cipher � a non-entity.

With a sneer curling his lip, Angel made up
his mind. He would do this, and forget Spike ever existed.

He pulled into the shaded delivery platform
of Dante�s, an exclusive demons only bar in one of the rougher areas of L.A. This further
ensured none of his friends would ever track him here, keeping his transaction
private.

The manager of Dante�s, a
S�lugith demon named Pret,
met Angel at the door, sending out a bouncer to retrieve the rug from the
truck.

�Just toss him into the back room, and lock
the door. I�ll be in to deal with him shortly. Do not unroll him.�

He turned to Angel, hand out.

The vampire removed the document from his
jacket pocket, handing it over the demon.

�Just so we�re perfectly clear here, Pret,� he said. �This is a legal document drawn up by the
lawyers at Wolfram & Hart. This is legally binding here and in any other
known universe and dimension. I relinquish Sire�s Rights to my get, one William
the Bloody, currently known as Spike. For the agreed upon purchase price of one
dollar, he is removed from the Order of liuslius and henceforth will no longer
be acknowledged as ours.�

�The souled
vampire is now mine? To do with as I please?�

�You can dust him the moment I get back in
my car. He�s no longer any concern of mine.�

Angel turned his back on the S�lugith and strode to his car.

He never once looked back.
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