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Title: War

Author: Eve Of Ambar

Email: evedarkchild@hotmail.com

Rating: R

Pairing: B/Au, B/S

Disclaimer: Not mine. BTVS & ANGEL belongs to Joss and
bunch of others that I really don�t remember. The song �You can�t kill me� by
Mojo Nixon

Distribution: Sure, just let me know.

Spoilers: Buffy Season 1-7, Angel season 1-4. (I used
spoilers for Angel season 4)

Summary: A war started, vampires won, men kind lost,
leaving the slayer face her worst nightmare; Angelus.

Warning: Although this story is not rated NC 17 you
can find here: bad language, major character death, mentions of rape and abuse,
sexual innuendos. This is angst people, totally, completely, and utterly.
You�ve been warned! (Although most of the chapters will be the same as the
show, so basically if you�re old enough to watch Buffy season 6 then I guess
you can read this :-)))

Feedback: YES, Please Yes, I live by them.

Author�s note: My mother tongue isn�t English so please no
flames.

Dedication: Thank you to Sigma for beta this fic for me:-)

Prologue

You can't kill
me

I will not die

Not now not ever

No never

&n]>

I'm gonna live a
long, long time

My soul raves on
forever

Time has come

We will not wait

We storm the
gates at dawn

Busting out of
here

Into the world

Sing our victory
song

You can't kill
me

I will not die

I stand alone

Out on the road

I know flesh
will rot

But the renegade
and crazy free

Will not forgot

You can't kill
me

I will not diean>

Not now not ever

No never

I'm gonna live a
long, long time

My soul raves on
forever

It was war. No one
wanted it, but it still happened; no one wanted to use such hard word that
picutred so much destruction and demolition,
but it was war.

Trying to release
Angelus in order to catch a certain demon was the first mistake made by the
team of Angel Investigations. Gunn suggested they bring out Angelus, catching
the demon, and bring back Angel. They considered all the options, and it seemed
the best. After all, they had lots of Orbs of Tesula to summon his soul back,
all the necessary ingredients for the spell. Nothing could go wrong, but it
did.

The one mistake
that they never imagined changed everything and brought hell to the human kind.

The new Angelus was
different: he didn�t go after that demon or try to kill his friends or even go
after the Slayer. He had more important things to do first. He changed the
curse so that the demon was permenant. Once that task was complete, he killed
the demon he had been called forth to destroy, but he didn't stop there.

He killed Cordelia
and Fred, not wasting time in torturing them or even feeding from them. To him,
they were mere distractions.

He made Gunn and
Lilah his childre and took over Wolfram and Hart. In only a month, he had very
quietly and carefully gathered an army, planning for his future.

The army gathered
all around the world, waiting for their Master. Angelus managed to bring
together all the orders, creating a new union for all vampirekind. After three
months, he had already killed all the members of the Council of Watchers,
wiping out their families and friends until there was no one left
alive...except one, but he would be dealt with later. The Council was now
history, completely extenguished. There was no
one remaining from this fine legacy,and even The Powers That Be disappeared. A
new Slayer will never rise again.

Angelus entered to
Sunnydale with his army and loyal childre. Easely, he took control of this
hell-town, cleansing it of its human infestation. The Slayer called Buffy
fought hard, as did her friends, but they all lost. Angelus was too powerful.
By keeping the demon permanent, he had become the strongest vampire to ever
walked the planet; he wasn�t merely the Scourge of Europe...now he was the
Scourge of All Mankind.

All the humans were
locked in guarded camps, with some being used as food, and the rest becoming
minions.

The Slayer fought
hard, trying to save as many as possible, but she failed. Even her friends soon
died. She was shocked to find out how different was this Angelus: he didn�t
care about tormenting her or her friends; he simply killed all of
them...Willow, Anya, Xander, Giles, Dawn...and even Spike. She had been saved
for last. By then, she didn�t have a will to fight. What was the point? By the
time they realized what Angelus was doing, it was too late. Mankind was lost;
the council was dead...a new era had arisen, and men had lost the war without
the slightest chance of fighting back. Angelus brought hell to earth, creating
chaos and mingling dimensions. A new slayer wouldn't even be called after her
death. It was the end, and all she could think about was dying. Maybe this time
she could be with her friends and family...maybe Angel will be there. Maybe she
wouldn't be called back.

She didn�t fight
with Angelus. She simply embraced death, welcoming its release. She was surprised
to notice that Angelus didn�t care, wasn�t the least bit angry with her for not
trying to fight him. Buffy just stood still, waiting for him to snap her neck,
waiting for peace.

It never happened.
Angelus didn�t snap her neck or even try to turn her. Of course, the second
wasn't likely. After all, it was he who told her that a slayer could never be
properly turned: she would keep her soul forever and probably be even more
deadly. No demon wanted that. She sighed,"Why don't you kill me? I want to
die. So come on...do it!"

He just
smiled,"I knew you would. But you are mine. You're my wife, consort, soul
mate...I'll never let you go.

He made her
immortal, not of the vampiric kind though. Since he ruled the world, humans and
demons alike, he could get what he wanted.

He took Buffy with
him to L.A where his new family awaited him. Gunn and Lilah were lovers,
although she preferred Angelus. She could not have him though. The entire world
knew Angelus desired only the Slayer. No one dared to touch or hurt her. She
was their Queen even as Angelus was their Master and King.

As the days passed
by, Buffy stayed in the house most of the time, Angelus having forbidden her to
leave it without him. If she disobeyed him, he would lock her in their room for
days or do even worse. At first she was very stubborn, trying to defeat him.
When that didn�t work, she tried different ways of forgetting, of leaving this
hell world, of leaving him. Several times she tried to kill herself. One day,
he found her on the bathroom floor. Her skin was pale and she looked like she
was sleeping, her long golden hair sprawled around her face, except for the
blood that trickled from her wrist. He took her, gathering her slim form to his
strong embrace, cleaned her up, and put her in their huge bed. She woke up the
next day, feeling as if nothing happened, although she found herself restrained
to their bad with chains.

As much as she
wished for it, death never came. Sometimes, those in the mansion heard screams
of agony coming from their bedroom; all the minions and childre could hear.
Lilah used to stand still, listening to Buffy's cries and moans as Angelus had
his way with her. The things he did to her�and the things he made her do. She
knew that sometimes Buffy craved his touch and even enjoyed it. But, only when
it was dark, and she blocked her memory could she forget and enjoy him. Most of
the time she refused him, so he took her by force. Her screams of agony...her
pleadings...could have broken the hardest human heart, but there wasn�t any
human left for Angelus to care. Instead he delighted in it. Buffy was all
alone, left for eternity with her demon lover...husband...soul mate.

A year later, she
tried to use a spell to kill herself by making herself mortal again. Angelus
caught her before she could suceed, and his growls of anger and possessiveness
were heard for miles; both demons and humans shuddered at its power.

�I want to die!�
Buffy screamed, pounding on him as if he was nothing but a rag doll, �You made
me crave pain, I�I was never like that, I was�innocent� she whispered the last
word so softly that even vampiric hearing barely heard. She looked at him, but
his face remained calm and cold. She shoved him away in disgust. �You made me
your whore� she spat at him, warm tears streaming from her hazel eyes down to
her golden soft checks.

He slapped her, and
she lost her balance, almost toppling from the force of his blow. He dragged
her fighting, frightened body through the house, throwing her on their bed.

�You are mine!!!�
he screamed at her, he tore her clothes, leaving scratches on her golden skin.
�YOU ARE NOT MY WHORE. YOU ARE MY WIFE, MY MATE!!!!!�

Buffy knelt her
head in submission, wrapping her arms around her naked form. �What is the use
of trying anyway? I feel like dying each time�the memories�the screams�my
friends�watching them die�it never stops�� her voice rose into a scream and she
covered her ears with her hands, rocking her back and forth, mumbling.

Angelus took his
clothes off and joined her in their bed. He held her firm, bringing her close
to him. He soothed her with comforting words, stroking her golden hair,
planting butterfly kisses oh her neck, whispering in her ear.�Shush, my
beautiful Buffy, you will get used to this love, I promise.�

She leaned her head
onto his broad chest, closing her eyes in defeat. There was no choice but to
let him have his way with her as he whispered comforting words to her in
Gaellicen sen she drifted off to sleep, she could almost pretend that she was
back with her Angel again. At the dark, when she didn�t see his cold,
lust-filled gaze, she could pretend it was him as she smelled him and felt his
cold body beside her.

In the morning,
when the memories returned, she refused him. She refused even to touch him,
locking herself in their bathroom. He could have broken the door to get to her,
but decided against it.

Buffy heard him
leave, locking their bedroom door behind him. Locking her from the rest of the
world again. Tears streamed down her face, as she sank to the floor in despair and
emptiness, sobbing.

Five years passed
by, although Buffy had stopped counting the days, weeks, or even the months,
for that matter. She had forgotten all of the human holidays. Nothing was
important anymore. Vampires had their own ceremonies and celebrations, which
she never attended. Well, aside from her marriage to Angelus. Angelus was
content to leave her alone when he attended the parties.

It was a cold
November night when she decided to walk the gardens by herself. Angelus still
wouldn�t allow her to travel alone, but he let her buy clothes and whatever her
heart desired, as long as she was accompanied by Lilah. Angelus was very
generous with his money: expensive designer's clothes, fancy cars, and a
vampiress named Charlotte to do Buffy�s hair and beauty care. Angelus thought
that his little wife would be happy to indulge herself in such things and he
also wanted her pretty all the time. He never allowed her to neglect her
appearance and beauty.

But Buffy wasn't
interested in those things anymore. She continued to look glamourous and
pretty, her striking beauty catching everyone�s attention, but only Angelus and
his family knew how much she hated all of them...and how much she was broken.
The spark in her eyes had died when she lost everything; she was just a shell
of her former self, a shadow of a human. Lilah tried to be as friendlth hth her
as the vampiress could while obeying Angelus' instructions to guard her with
her life.

As Buffy walked in
the gardens, she listened to the far-off music, to the laughter and fireworks.
The vampires were celebrating the Tetra feast. She couldn�t care less about who
this Tetra was, and so she was left alone in the huge mansion. Of course,
Angelus kept guards surrounding the house to make sure she wouldn't try to escape
and to keep unwelcome intruders out of the house. Angelus wasn�t fooling
himself. He knew that, despite being a king, he had enemies everywhere who were
just waiting for an opportunity to kill him and take his Slayer. Every once in
a while, someone tried. Sometimes it was a single demon; other times, it was a
group. No one ever succeeded. Anyone who came near Buffy was defeated by her
slayers powers. She didn�t do it for Angelus, and he knew that. She did it
because she didn�t know what would happen to her if someone else took her. She
couldn't imagine much worse, but she knew that some demons were
rather...inventive.

The fireworks
seethed and the music continued. Buffy sighed heavily, walking through the maze
Angelus had built especially for her. A soft wind stroked her face, ing ing a
shiver through her spine. Then she felt it: someone was behind her.

She turned around
slowly, surprised to see a demon standing in front of her. How did he pass
the guards?

As he approached to
attack her, she didn�t waste any time puzzling over it. She marched from the
shadows and took her slayer stance, waiting for his attack, but he just looked
at her, confused.

�How? I�it can�t
be�you are not�I found you!�

�Huh?� Buffy lifted
an eyebrow, �What the hell are you mumbling about? Can't I just kill you and
get it over with?� She drew back a fist to punch him, but he asked her to stop.

�What? You don�t
want to fight? What's wrong? YOU NOT IN THE MOOD?� she mocked, putting her
hands on her waist.

�Who are you?� the
demon finally asked.

�Me? I�m just a gal
from �� she stopped, tears came to her eyes. It had been a long time since
anyone had really talked to her and she didn't know what to reply. She wasn�t
the same Buffy anymore. She wasn�tty aty at all, she just fought and killed
when it was necessary and existed for the rest of the time.

The demon was still
waiting for her answer. She looked at him, frowning as she thought she
recognized something. He looked like many demons she killed before: wrinkle
face, horns coming from his head, big fat body and a stink like hell, but still
something was familiar about him...but also off, as if he wasn�t from here at
all.

�Who are you?� she
asked him, surprising herself with the fear in her voice.

�I am Gommlok, the
worrier of Shadlock. Are you the Slayer?�

�I�I�� she bowed
her head in defeat, �...not anymore.�

�Sunnydale�What!?!
Sunnydale doesn't exist anymore! Is this some kind of cruel joke or something?�

�It exists, Slayer.
Just a second ago, we were fighting: Me, your red-headed friend, and this blond
vampire.�

�No�� she mumbled,
her eyes become glassy with tears, �that's impossible. Willow and Spike�they
died five years ago��

�I just fought with
them, � the demon insisted.

�I don�t
understand�� she continued speaking to herself. But if it was true, and this
demon wasn't from this world, then maybe he could kill her! He wouldn't fear
Angelus. Everyone here knew what Angelus would do to anyone who touched his
Slayer, but she didn�t care what she was setting him up for. After all, he was
a demon.

�Kill me.� she
commanded.

�What?� he frowned,
�just like that? You will die without a fight?�

�Yes.� She extended
her hands to the sides showing him she had no weapons.

He stared at her
for a second, then shrugged, and reached forward to snap her neck. She closed
her eyes, feeling his enormous hands coming towards her, but he never touched
her. She was suddenly dizzy and opened her eyes. She was staring into her best
friend�s face. Willow was alive!

Willow turned from
her, looking at the Shadlock demon as she voiced a spell to vanquish him. The
demon disappeared, his screams cut short. Willow rushed to her and hugged her.
�Buffy, thank God you're ok!! Spike and I were looking everywhere for you!�

Buffy looked
confused, not believing what stood in front of her. �Willow�� she whispered as
she fell to the floor, blackness surrounding her.

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