Vices of My Blood | By : oldbooks Category: BtVS AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 6946 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Author's Note: Warnings: Torture, Extreme Language, Sexual Situations, Violence In this Chapter a tiny bit of Angelus/Buffy in a show of dominance; Spike/Buffy YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED
Chapter 21
Buffy had taken off again. It was the third time in two weeks. The Slayer inside her was feeling restless. When Angelus had asked Spike where she had gone off to, the blond vampire refused to tell him. Angelus growled at his answer and picked him up out of the wheelchair by the lapels of his duster. He about ready to shake some sense into his wayward grandchilde when Drusilla had stopped him and told him that Spike was her Sunshine’s link to the darkness inside her and that if he harmed her childe, the sun would turn black. Angelus growled and threw Spike back in his wheelchair.
“I don’t know what Drusilla sees in this connection with you and the Slayer, Spike. But you get a reprieve . . . for now. Anything so I won’t have to hear Dru’s incessant babbling at night,” Angelus told the younger vampire.
Even if Dru’s incessant talk got to him and drove him crazy, it was nothing compared to the sound of the slayer and that delinquent grandchilde of his fucking through the damn wall. The way it sounded, he thought he’d given Spike the energizer bunny for a present.
Tonight Angelus had gone out to look for his other wayward childe. He couldn’t recall when he started thinking of Buffy as part of the family. It just happened, maybe sometime after their talk. If anything, he knew what it meant to not fit in to a life you’ve always known. Maybe that was why he accepted her, or maybe because Drusilla accepted the girl and the Slayer kept his princess entertained while he dealt with mundane duties.
There were times when he would go into his bedroom after dealing with the minions and see Drusilla happily singing and playing with Miss Edith while Buffy sat behind her on the bed, gently brushing out the intricate styles she set in his childe’s hair. He would lean against the door and watch the two interact.
He still didn’t understand Drusilla’s take on the girl. She was a killer of their kind. Yet, there his childe was singing softly to herself while she let Buffy comb the tangles out of her hair and dress her in the chaste nightgowns that Drusilla loved to wear over her naked flesh. The pretense of ‘little girl’ always belied the nature of his childe’s demon. It’s what she used to lure her victims before hypnotizing them for the kill. It was something Drusilla had perfected over the years.
He found her in Restfield Cemetery fighting a couple of newly risen vampires. Angelus walked through the rows of tombstones carefully and quietly, hiding behind the brush while he watched Buffy fight nearby. He saw her kick one and then the other, and then continue on to a better vantage point. One of the vampires rushed Buffy and she flipped him over onto his back.
“Nice try,” Buffy said then turned to check on the other vampire.
The second vampire came at her again with a swing which she ducked before punching him in the face, then an elbow to the gut, and then another punch to the face. He fell to the ground, dazed. The first one came at her again with a kick, but she blocked it with her arm, backhand punched him in the face, jabbed him in the stomach and then grabbed his arm, twisting it up high and forcing him to his knees in pain.
Angelus watched her fight from behind and tree and smiled. Her demon had given her more strength than she had before. He could tell in the way she attacked the fledglings.
Just then, the second vampire got back up and rushed her. Without letting go of the first one she cleanly jammed her stake into the other one's chest and he crumbled into ashes.
Angelus couldn’t help but snicker. Buffy turned her attention back to the one she had a grip on and punched him in the face. He smiled as he watched the Slayer do her duty. The vampire rose to his feet and charged her. She grabbed him, pulled him around and down to the ground, and immediately plunged her stake home. The vampire gave a pained looked before dusting.
Buffy stood up and walked over behind a tombstone where she reached down to help someone up.
“I'm good,” Xander moaned as he rubbed his neck. “Don't worry about me.”
“Xander, what are you doing out here, patrolling? Where is Kendra? Don’t you know it’s not safe to be out alone, in Sunnydale, in the dark? And how is your injury?” Buffy asked in an agitated voice.
Xander indicated the pile of ash with his hand. “I had that guy under control until he resorted to fisticuffs.” He craned his neck to work the kinks out. “Oh! My injury is fine, I’m fine. Why are you out here?”
“Sunnydale is part of the free country, right?” Buffy asked.
“Yea, Buff, but I thought you were Angelus’ prisoner. What’s the what?” Xander asked curiously.
“I told you they were my family, Xander. I’m not a prisoner. They are my family by mating. Besides, where is Kendra?” Buffy asked not letting go of her early question.
“In another cemetery and what is this about Angelus being family and mating? Who did you mate with exactly?” Xander’s jealousy came through. Buffy was his unsullied goddess.
“Because he is family, I can feel the connection with them deep within me. Like a primal connection. To answer your question, I’m mated to Spike,” Buffy said coolly.
“Buffy, why them? Why Spike as a mate?” Xander asked pleadingly.
“I can’t explain it, Xander. The entity that was awakened in me feels a kindred connection to Angelus, Dru and Spike. I’m mated to Spike of my own free will. And if you so much as ask me to leave them, I’ll knock you on your ass again. Now go home!” Buffy said as her eyes flashed turquoise.
Angelus’ watchful eyes caught the hurt expression on the Harris boy’s face. Just then his vampiric hearing picked up a noise and he leapt out of the foliage at a dead run, arriving at Buffy’s side within seconds to grab the whirling stake in midair mere inches from Buffy’s heart.
Buffy stared aghast at the stake’s proximity to her chest and the huge hand wrapped around it. She followed the arm up to a broad shoulder and then to the dark chocolate eyes of Angelus. She stared at the vampire as her mind tried to wrap itself around what just happened. One second she was talking to Xander and the next Angelus was there. She supposed she owed the Master Vampire her life now.
Angelus looked over his shoulder in the direction it had come and his enhanced eyesight caught Kendra crouched in the bushes watching them. He growled menacingly at the foreign slayer and dropped the stake at Xander’s feet. When the boy went to retrieve it, Angelus stepped on the stake making the boy cry out at the pain of his fingers being crushed under the heavy boot.
Angelus continued to watch Kendra as he crouched down next to Xander and the boy looked up at him still in agony over his pain. The elder vampire let up on the pressure a bit. Buffy was still too astonished at what had just occurred to stop the vampire from hurting her friend.
“You may have escaped me once, kid, but know this: Buffy belongs to us now. One thing I will tell you is that she is not a vampire. She may have taken on our traits, but she has not been sired . . . yet,” Angelus’ mouth curled in cruel smile at planting that little seed.
He watched Kendra try to sneak closer and gave a territorial growl causing her to stop in her tracks like a deer in headlights. Then he turned to watch the pain etch across Xander’s face. “If you so much as come within target distance of her with a stake or that tranquilizer gun like you did the other night, I will hunt you down, slice you open and wear your entrails for a belt,” the vampire threatened before standing back up. Angelus grabbed Buffy’s hand and pulled the stunned girl along behind him leaving Xander to nurse his hand. Every few seconds he looked back to watch Kendra’s reaction to him before he disappeared with Buffy into the night.
As they moved out of sight of the replacement slayer and the boy, Angelus turned on Buffy with a growl. He gripped her wrist and jerked her around to face him.
“What fool idea was it of yours that made you walk out of the sanctuary of the mansion, Buff?” Angelus asked, angry that she would have so little disregard for those friends of hers that were out to destroy her for what she had become.
“I-I-I-I--” Buffy tried to defend herself, but she was at a loss for words still.
“You, you, you, what? Thought that you were still immune, that your friends would understand what’s happening to you? Goddamn it, Buffy! That girl back there just tried to kill you! You’re lucky I was even there. Next time I may not be. I can’t follow you every time you decide to wander off; even Drusilla wouldn’t be that insane. No, wait, she probably would. But she has something you don’t Buff. She has her demon to fight off attacks. We’re not even sure what the hell is it you have,” Angelus scolded Buffy’s bent head.
Buffy stared at her feet. She couldn’t look at Angelus. He was right; she shouldn’t have left the safety of the mansion. But her demon was going stir-crazy in there and no amount of lovemaking or taking care of Drusilla could assuage that. She thought of a thousand things that would free her of blame in this matter, but she doubted Angelus would accept them.
She was still lost in thought when Angelus grabbed her around the waist and crushed her to him. He grabbed her hair and tugged back to claim her lips in a brutal kiss. His lips on hers startled her into awareness. For a millisecond she had the fleeting thought of kissing Angel again. However, the kiss was too brutal for that. It was a show of dominance, an act to try to keep her in line if she was going to be a part of the Aurelian family, a way to curb her insolence before Spike’s errant behavior rubbed off on her and he was back to disciplining not only his grandchilde but his grandchilde’s mate as well.
Buffy squirmed out of Angelus’ grasp and he released her. Her eyes flashed turquoise as she stared angrily at him. How dare he? Her human side raged against what just took place even if her demon had calmed considerably due to the Master Vampire’s chastisement.
“You cannot keep this up, Buff. You don’t know what your limitations are with that thing inside you. You need the protection of the clan before another instance like tonight happens again,” Angelus continued to scold her as he resumed walking. He didn’t look back to see if she followed.
“But Angelus, I have all this pent up strength and energy and it’s driving me crazy to be grounded. I had to get out and slay, kill something,” Buffy explained as she walked beside him.
“If you need to use up the energy then do it sparring with Spike when he gets out of that damn wheelchair, not out in the open with vampires where you can get yourself killed,” Angelus growled.
When they arrived at the gardens, Angelus turned around and locked eyes with her. “Why didn’t you slay any of us tonight?” he asked inquiringly.
“I don’t know. The thing inside me, it has a connection to this family, as if it’s known your bloodline for centuries. I can’t explain the link I feel to you because of it. It’s all really wacky and I don’t understand it,” Buffy answered.
“All the more reason to stay here don’t you think, Buff?” Angelus asked.
He received a nod before she entered the house ahead of him.
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