Disclaimer: The characters from Buffy the Vampire Slayer are owned by Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, and Fox studios. This story is not meant to infringe upon anyone's rights, only to entertain.
Author's Note: Warnings: Torture, Extreme Language, Sexual Situations, Violence.
Chapter 24
The blond pair had returned to their room and was now thinking of ways to stop Angelus from waking Acathla. Spike was pacing the floor in front of Buffy who was seated on the edge of the bed. She was lost in her own thoughts of his grandsire’s plan to end the world. But for him, the blond vampire had seen Angelus pull a lot of stunts in the old days, but ending the world, or even talk of it; two centuries ago had that never been a topic.
His grandsire had loved pain and torture but ending the world? For what purpose would that suit their clan? You couldn’t find a half way edible morsel in a hell dimension. A hell dimension was pain, suffering, and agony for those with a conscience and those without one were left to battle each other for top dog position.
“Spike?” Drusilla called out.
Her voice sounded close and was getting closer. He quickly jumped back into his wheelchair just as Drusilla came through the door into the room. All she saw were the lovers seated adjacent from each other as if they were talking. Drusilla gave them a small smile.
“Spike, my sweet! Come and see. The fun’s about to begin,” Drusilla said in sing-song.
Spike rolled his eyes at his mate. Buffy rose from the bed and moved behind Spike to wheel him into the living room.
In front of the grand fireplace sat the imposing obelisk. The two minions from before were dragging a young man into the room. He was barefoot and bare-chested with his hands tied behind his back. They dropped him to the floor before Buffy, Spike, Angelus and Drusilla.
Angelus walked toward the young man. “I will drink . . . the blood will wash in me, over me, and I will be cleansed. I will be worthy to free Acathla.” He looked over at Spike and Buffy, “Bear witness . . .” and then looking at his childe, he went on, “As I ascend . . .” Angelus stared ahead at the obelisk and his facial features shifted into his vampire visage and finished with “As I become.”
Buffy tried to put the brakes on the whole charade playing before her eyes. She saw the man they brought in. She knew he was human. The only demons in the room were her family and the two minions. Somehow she had to stop Angelus from completing the ritual.
“You’re going to drink the blood of a human for this?” Buffy questioned Angelus.
Angelus growled and rolled his eyes at her interruption. He glared at her with demon-eyes. He curved his lips into a smile when the sight of his demon brought out her demonic visage. Yellow eyes stared angrily into turquoise ones. He couldn’t believe she still wanted to lock horns with him. Hadn’t he tried to teach her, put her in her rightful place in this clan? Obviously Spike hadn’t. She wasn’t even full vampire and he had welcomed her into this family and now she wanted to go up against his decision in how to perform this ritual. Who did she think she was?
“What do you suggest then, Buffy?” Angelus growled at his grandchilde.
“You don’t need this man’s blood. If you need the blood why not take mine? I mean, really, slayer’s blood is all-powerful right? What’s a little bloodletting amongst family?” Buffy asked, trying anything to deter Angelus from killing the man before her eyes.
Spike growled possessively at hearing her offer and gripped her wrist painfully causing her to wince. There was no way he’d let Angelus touch what he had rightfully claimed. He’d give his mate points for guts, but he would never allow Buffy to go through with sacrificing herself to Angelus.
“You are a naïve little girl. I can’t take your blood. For one, you’re mated to Spike. I’d think he’d have something to say about your sacrifice for a mortal life. Second, I’m going to drain the mortal dry, do you want to die now or see if you really can survive a hell dimension, honey?” Angelus said with an aggravated tone.
Dismissing Buffy’s presence when she clammed up, Angelus grabbed the man by the hair and lifted him up, holding his head at an angle to expose his neck. He roared and bit the young man hard and fast on the neck. He drank deeply, brought his hand up to brush against the man's wound and then let him fall to the floor dead. He looked at the blood on his hand. He lowered it and started to walk slowly toward Acathla.
“Everything that I am, everything that I have done, has led me here,” Angelus said in a chant as he walked up to Acathla.
Angelus gripped the sword protruding from the stone chest and held on tightly, trying to draw it out of the statue. It didn’t move an inch, and a moment later a bright red flame burst from the sword, throwing Angelus back and onto the floor.
“Someone wasn't worthy,” Buffy said in sing-song.
Angelus scrambled to his feet and stared incredulously at the statue. “Damn it!”
“This is so . . . disappointing!” Drusilla moaned. She put her palms to her head utterly devastated at the turn of events.
Angelus paced angrily in front of his childer. “There must be something I missed. The incantations, the blood . . . I don't know!”
Spike tried hard to suppress a snicker by hiding his mouth with his hand.
“What are we going to do?” Drusilla whined to her sire.
“What we always do in a time of trouble: turn to an old friend,” Angelus said menacingly.
When the hope returned to his childe’s eyes, Angelus vowed viciously, “We'll have our Armageddon. I swear!”
Angelus grabbed a vase from a shelf and heaved it at the far wall, smashing it into hundreds of tiny pieces and growling in his frustration.
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Buffy and Spike left the living room. Once the coast was clear, she kissed him soundly and told him to wait for her as she was going to rush through the sewers to the school to check on things there. Spike refused to let her go after what her friends had tried to do to his mate before. Buffy assured him that she was only going to check, she wasn’t going to walk into a nest of people who didn’t understand her.
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When Buffy arrived at the school; she entered the library through the stacks and quietly watched her friends. Xander, Cordelia and Willow were researching at the table. Kendra approached with her sheathed sword. She could smell that Oz and Giles were near as well.
Oz smelt Buffy near. He was sure it was her scent, but it was mixed with the other scents of her vampire family. The scents of Angelus, Drusilla and Spike intermingled in the air with Buffy’s own. He definitely smelled Spike in the air. Oz deducted that she must have mated with Spike to have the vampire’s scent that potent in the air. He pulled Giles aside.
“Hey, Giles, Buffy’s here. I can smell her,” Oz told the Watcher.
“Buffy’s here? Hm. I don’t want to alarm the others and get her prematurely killed. Just be watchful of Kendra around Buffy,” Giles told the werewolf and received a nod.
Giles was ecstatic to have his slayer back, for whatever reason she may have come. He didn’t want to endanger her life anymore than it already had been. So what was he to do about Kendra? He rushed out of his office looked around the room, hoping to maybe catch a glimpse of her. He saw nothing.
“What’s the what, Giles?” Xander asked the anxious watcher.
“Oh, uh. Well . . . Buffy will you show yourself please?” Giles called out.
Everyone in the room had a collective look of confusion until Buffy came out of the stacks to stand at the top of the stairs. She was more scared of her friends now than she ever was of her vampire family. With the vampires, she could hold her own. With her friends, though? What do you say to the very people who have, thus far, done nothing but put you in harm’s way?
All Kendra saw was the enemy and charged at Buffy with her stake raised. Buffy’s eyes widened at the impending danger from the foreign slayer and her demon came out as a defensive gesture. Her eyes blazed turquoise and she growled. She steeled herself for the killing blow. It didn’t come. Buffy refocused her sight and noticed Giles and Oz blocking the Slayer’s path.
Giles gave a deadly look at Kendra as some of his Ripper came out. “You will not harm a hair on that girl’s head. If she’s here, it is for a reason, and we will hear her out,” Giles said slowly, enunciating every word.
Oz held out his hand to Buffy and she took it and walked down the stairs. Her eyes shifted from her friends, to Kendra, to Giles and back again. When she was level with the werewolf, he leaned close to her ear.
“You can change back into your human guise, Buffy,” Oz told her calmly.
The last thing he and Giles needed was to have everyone frightened all around. Oz felt that Buffy was justified in her fright of her friends. They had been so gung ho about getting her back that their efforts and fumbling had nearly gotten her killed more than once. The werewolf felt a demon-to-demon kinship with her, leaving him the only calm Scooby to address the girl.
Buffy’s facial features shifted back into human form. She smiled gratefully at Oz and turned to Giles. The watcher still had his eyes on Kendra. She looked around to her friends. They had surprised looks on their faces.
“Buffy, you’re really here?” Willow asked, shocked that her friend had shown up.
“Yes, Will, but not for long. I only came to check on you and to warn you that Angelus has started trying to wake the demon in the stone. He has already killed one person, I need to get back before he finds me gone and harms any more. The way he’s been with Spike lately, I wouldn’t put it past my grandsire to harm him,” Buffy explained.
“Then I say ‘go get ‘im, Angelus’, let him kill off his own family,” Xander quipped without thinking.
Buffy turned to Xander with her demon’s features back in place. She couldn’t believe Xander was this naïve. “I will not allow my grandsire to hurt my mate or anyone if I can help it,” Buffy said through clenched teeth.
“Just like you helped save Miss Calendar?” Xander threw out.
“XANDER!” Giles and Willow yelled at the boy.
Buffy looked down at the floor. She couldn’t have saved Jenny Calendar. Angelus went after the woman without gloating about it first. She hadn’t known what her grandsire had done until after the fact. “I’m sorry about what happened to Jenny, but I didn’t know until after he had killed her.”
“You won’t kill him now, will you?” Xander ground out.
“He’s my grandsire by adoption. He’s family. There are rules to live by, codes of conduct in a vampire clan. I cannot kill the head of my clan,” Buffy explained.
Xander finally clammed up. He had no more to say. He couldn’t convince her how evil Angelus was. How evil the whole clan was. He never believed Giles when the watcher had said she would protect her vampire clan above all else now that the Slayer in her had claimed them.
“I need to get back before Angelus finds me gone,” Buffy said as she made her way back up the stairs to the stacks. As she walked up the stairs, Kendra’s voice stopped her.
“Then I should go with you?” Kendra called out to the other Slayer.
Buffy turned and faced Kendra. “No. I need you here just in case. I can take care of myself. And look,” she said as she walked back down the stairs to face Kendra. “As long as Angel's fighting me he can't do this end-of-the-world ritual thingy, and that's a good. I can't risk him killing any more people. I better go.”
Buffy turned back toward the stairs again and Xander said “Be careful.”
Buffy looked at Xander in surprise. He had done nothing but attack her verbally the last couple of times he had seen her.
“I will,” she said as she headed for the stairs and through the stacks. Just as she was about to disappear, Giles turned and called out to her.
“Please be careful, Buffy. I know they are your family now, but Angelus is still dangerous,” Giles said in a voice filled with concern for the slayer who had become like a daughter to him.
Kendra exhaled and called out, “Watch your back.”
Buffy raised a hand in an acknowledging wave and left the library.
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Buffy walked through the cemetery, carefully watching her surroundings. She was close to the mansion when Angelus stepped out from behind a small mausoleum. Her mind was on other matters and nearly ran into her grandsire. He grabbed her around the arms to steady her.
“Hello, Buffy. What are you doing so far away from the mansion, hmm?” Angelus asked curiously.
Buffy stood there near terrified of being caught red-handed walking home. She was silent for a moment letting Angelus’ smooth voice wash over her as she thought up an excuse for being out.
“I was only out for a walk, Angelus. I was careful that no one saw me,” she said and then changed the subject with, “Have you figured out how to open that Al Franken statue or whatever its name is?”
Angelus grinned evilly. “There's time enough, Buff. Why are you asking? I thought you weren’t so eager to visit a hell dimension?”
Buffy’s mind raced for excuses. “Just wondered how far along you were in your endeavor is all. Why do you want to open a vortex to a hell dimension anyway? Don’t you like this dimension? I mean, I know you’re evil and all, but what about all the things this world has to offer?”
Angelus cocked his head and gave her a curious look. “Really, Buff, what does this world have to offer? I'm not like your friends, at the end of the day, hugs and warm fuzzy feelings just don't cut it for me, sweetheart,” he said.
“Oh… it has ice cream and stock in all the major companies!” Buffy quipped, holding up a finger for emphasis.
"Come on, babe, ice cream, poodles, sticky children and Microsoft? Tell me Buff; don't you want to see what they do to poodles in Hell?" Angelus asked in his trademark patronizing tone.
Buffy cringed at the very idea of what they did to poodles in Hell. She knew Angelus was trying to terrify her, and even if she didn’t admit out loud, it was working. She didn’t know if the effect was because he was Angelus, most notorious vampire in the known world, or because it was Angelus in Angel’s body, that scared her more.
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Willow was sitting cross-legged on the table. Before her was the Orb of Thesulah within a sacred circle and surrounded by candles, bones and stones. Willow caste some stones. She looked at them and then gave Giles a nod. He opened a book and read the Latin text.
“Quod perditum est, invenietur,” Giles intoned. Translation: What is lost, return.
Cordelia swirled incense into the air while Xander watched.
“'Not dead nor not of the living. Spirits of the interregnum I call . . .'” Willow chanted.
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In the graveyard, Buffy and Angelus had taken their “The World is Great” discussion to fisticuffs complete with demons’ visages in place. Buffy ducked a punch from Angelus and came up behind him. He spun around to block her return swing. He blocked another jab from her, and punched her in the face. When he followed it up with a left hook, Buffy lost her balance and nearly fell down. Angelus grabbed her by the back of her coat and threw her over onto the ground. She rolled away onto her back, and looked up at him with her demon’s turquoise eyes.
“Is that all you got, Angelus?” Buffy taunted, before she rolled back to her feet to continue fighting.
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In the library, Kendra was guarding the main doors while the others worked on the ensouling spell.
“'Let him know the pain of humanity, gods. Reach your wizened hands to me. Give me the sword . . .'”
Suddenly a vampire came out from the stacks and attacked Xander from behind. The main doors flew open, and Kendra spun around to defend as two more vampires walked in. Giles pointed to the steps and yelled at the girls as a fourth vampire appeared from the stacks.
“Get out! Go!” Giles yelled at the girls.
Willow and Cordelia ran for the stairs while Kendra punched the first of the two vampires that reached her. The fourth one jumped over the mezzanine railing and landed on Giles' back, knocking him into the table. Cordelia and Willow ran up the stairs and saw Xander elbow the vampire on his back, knocking the demon into a bookcase.
Having punched down the one vampire, Kendra grabbed the other and shoved her into the wall. The first one rose up and rushed in to fight.
Willow ran around behind the stacks to try to escape. Cordelia was frozen in fright and watched as Giles grabbed a vase from the table and smashed it over his attacker's head.
Xander's assailant rushed him again, but Xander sidestepped him. He spun around, grabbed Xander and shoved him into a bookcase.
The one down below hopped up onto the table, ran across it and leaped over the railing above. Willow saw him coming, and hid behind a bookcase. The vampire didn't stop; he just pushed the case over onto Willow. She fell to the floor, and the books and case land on top of her, knocking her out.
The vampire Kendra was fighting ducked her swing. Xander's opponent grabbed his arm, looped his own around it tightly and pulled down, breaking it. Xander yelled out in pain. Kendra ducked a roundhouse kick from her enemy and blocked several swings. Xander grabbed his tormenter's hair and smashed his head down on the railing.
Below Giles ducked a swing and punched the vampire in the gut. Kendra landed two punches in the face of her attacker. Giles pounded his assailant on the back, but he just roared and spun around with a punch to Giles' face, knocking him out. Xander picked the dazed vampire up and shoved him into the other one going at Cordelia, knocking him down.
“Go!” Xander yelled at Cordelia.
He grabbed his broken arm and winced in pain. Cordelia screamed and ran out through the stacks. Xander watched Kendra's opponent punch her in the face, but Kendra ducked and backed into her and came up holding back the vampire's head. She plunged her stake into her heart, and she burst into ashes. Xander winced again in pain. Willow lay prone under the fallen bookcase.
Kendra looked around for her next target. She saw the one going for Giles, and rushed over to pull him off. She shoved him around to the floor. He tried to get up, but she punched him back down. He tried again, and she grabbed him and threw him through the window into Giles' office. Just then another one tackled her from the side.
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Back in the cemetery, Buffy punched Angelus, but he took it in stride. She swung again, and he grabbed her arm and held on tight. She swung with the other one, but he grabbed it, too, and then pushed her away.
“Jeez, is it me, or is your heart not in this argument, Buff?” Angelus asked sarcastically. “Maybe I'll just go home, destroy the world.”
Buffy growled at her grandsire and leaped at Angelus bowling him over. She straddled his hips and sat up. She grabbed the lapels of his duster, pulled him up and hit him in the face with her fist. Jerking him back up again by the lapels, her green eyes bore into his demon’s yellow ones. “Come on. Let's finish this. You and me.”
Angelus’ hands were on her hips. He chuckled at her tenacity. “Y-you never learn, do you? This wasn't about you. This was never about you, Buffy.”
Angelus continued to chuckle as Buffy realized the ruse of the argument to save the world was a trap set for the others. He had distracted her to keep her out of his way. She threw him back to the ground, stood up and began to run.
“And you fall for it every single time!” Angelus yelled after with laughter in his voice.
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In the library, a vampire punched Kendra, and she stumbled, but regained her footing. Up in the stacks the other one came at Xander and punched him in the face, knocking him out. Below Kendra was hit by a roundhouse kick, and fell.
The library doors swung open and Drusilla walked in. The vampire tried to kick Kendra, but she blocked it and swung out with her leg, tripping him, and rose back to her feet to face the other two; the one that came down from above and the other one now back out of Giles' office. The third one was up again now, and they closed in on her, but before any more fighting could ensue Drusilla clapped her hands.
“Enough,” Drusilla ordered the minions to stop.
She bid Kendra to come closer with her waving fingers. The other three vampires backed away. Kendra faced Drusilla, ready to fight. Drusilla walked around her and goaded her on. Kendra kicked at her, but Drusilla blocked her easily, as well as two follow-up swings. She punched Kendra and sent her spinning to the floor.
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Buffy ran as fast as she could to get to the school. She had to try and save her friends. Even if they had tried to kill her more than once, she didn’t trust anything Angelus had planned for them. Thinking back on the argument and fight she had with her grandsire, she realized that it was one of the few times he was without Drusilla at his side. The very thought that her mate’s sire was anywhere near her friends left a sickened feeling in the pit of her stomach. She ran faster in hopes of waylaying her adopted sire.
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In the library, Drusilla ducked a kick from Kendra and grabbed her by the arms. She swung her around and shoved her away. Kendra came back at her again with a kick to the gut, and Drusilla doubled over for an instant. Kendra lunged at her, but Drusilla grabbed her by the throat and forced her back against the counter, gripping hard and choking her.
“Look at me, dearie,” Drusilla crooned softly.
Drusilla waved two extended fingers before Kendra's eyes and began to hypnotize her.
“Be . . . in my eyes. Be . . . in me,” Drusilla said in the same quiet voice.
Drusilla released the girl, now completely under her spell. She swayed back and forth a bit, and Kendra followed her every move to stay in contact with her eyes. Drusilla backed away slightly, lowering her arms and never losing eye contact.
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Buffy raced through the park, leaping over a bench, never losing her stride while she prayed she got there in time. She loved Drusilla, had become close to the woman over her convalescence. She also knew her sire to be a vicious killer when she was healthy. An image of the library looking like something out of a horror movie glanced through her mind for a split second as she ran faster.
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In the library, Kendra continued to sway with Drusilla. The vampire extended out the fingers of her right hand at her side. She smiled evilly as she swung her hand up and sliced Kendra's neck with her sharp nails. Kendra grabbed at her neck as it began to bleed heavily, and collapsed to the floor. Drusilla watched her fall.
“Night-night, little dove,” Drusilla said in sing-song. She kissed the air above her and turned to her accomplices.
“Let's get what we came for, dears,” Drusilla told the minions.
Two of the vampires grabbed an unconscious Giles by the arms and dragged him from the library. Drusilla and the third vampire followed them out.
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Buffy ran across the school grounds to the entrance. She threw open the door and rushed in. She rounded a corner and ran down the hall. The slayer barged into the library and came to stumbling halt.
Buffy looked around at the carnage, and then saw Kendra lying on the floor. She ran to her, and skidded down next to her on her knees. She saw that Kendra was dead, and took her hand. Reaching up with her other hand, she gently stroked the other slayer’s face. Behind her a police officer raised his gun at her.
“Freeze!” the officer ordered.
Buffy jerked her head around to look back at him, seemingly caught red-handed.