New Love

Disclaimer: I own nothing. Angel and BtVS series is just awesome and also, this is fanfiction. But I still own nothing. Damn.

Also, I mean no copyright infringement intended.

Story is considered Dark, Major Character Deaths, OOC, Language, Gore, Sexual Situations & Extreme AU. There will be an attempt of rape *ugh, I hate that word, but I needed something extreme, but not too much* also. Sorry. I also start new chapters with my characters' full names. Hope that doesn't bother anyone.

And feel free to tell me some things that need to be worked on. I'm my own worst critic anyways. Also, if you all think I need a beta, I am so open to the idea. I do tend to confuse my POVs.

~Italics without quotation marks are thoughts and flashbacks

~Italics with quotation marks are more 'expressed'

Enjoy!

Chapter One

Cordelia Chase grumbled as she looked for the very specific book that Jenny had requested to restore Angelus' soul – you know, Angel? – in the dark Sunnydale High library. Why am I even helping? I know Xander loves Buffy and Willow more than me, so why should I be a third wheel to a couple of nerds?

Realizing the book wasn't in the bookcase she was looking in, she sighed and turned to look at the other one nearby only to be promptly slammed into a flesh wall.

She instantly fell back with a grunt and looked up to see hazel eyes staring at her with thick dark brown hair and as muscular and tall like Angelus. "Who the hell are you and what are you doing here?" She demanded as she stood up.

"Cordelia, it's me," the man said, walking forward.

She stepped back.

"It's me, Mitch,"

"Mitch?" She asked as she squinted in the dark. "Why are you here?"

"I just thought we could talk...about us," He said with an easy shrug, looking away.

Cordelia frowned before answering. "There is no us,"

"Right, you dumped me for a dweeb," Mitch said with a sneer.

Her anger flared. "At least he was a gentleman!"

Mitch grabbed her forcefully. "I would if you gave me the chance!"

She hurriedly twisted to get out of his grasp. "Yeah, because you're so good at showing it!" She snapped as she struggled. "Let go of me!"

A few seconds of silence.

"Fine," He agreed and promptly threw her over the railing, onto the table in the center of the library.

CRASH.

"Ow, fuck!" She cried out and landed hard on the table, breaking it. Her vision swam as her body screamed in pain and coughed as she felt fluids trying to come up.

"I told you, I was the better choice," Mitch told her angrily.

She looked up, surprised to see him standing in front of her already, looking threatening and intimidating. She shivered in fear.

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Angelus was so angry that the Romanian gypsy was trying to restore his soul, so he had told his childe he was going to get rid of the problem right now and walked to Sunnydale High, knowing very well that she was there.

He paused at the wide double doors when he noticed the sign on the door.

"I thirst for knowledge." He said with a wide grin as he strode inside confidently.

However, as he was passing the library, a whiff of fear caught his attention, that was so different he stopped. Someone's in the library and terrified…

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"So, what? You came here to kill me?" Cordelia asked as she tried to stand.

"No, to show you how much of a mistake you've made," Mitch answered with a low growl and jumped at her, making her shriek as they hit the floor. He was on top of her and he began to grope her skin underneath her skirt.

"What are you doing? Get off!" She screamed as she wrestled him.

He gripped her tighter.

She brought her palm up to his nose.

CRACK.

"Bitch, you broke my nose!" He yelled as he slapped her, snapping her head to the side.

Cordelia cried out and realized what he was trying to do. "Stop!"

Mitch didn't listen as he wretched her underwear off and tore her blouse open, leaving marks and bruises along the way.

Cordelia thrashed, screamed, and cried as she realized what was happening.

Mitch kissed her roughly as he shoved his fingers in her.

"Augh! Someone, help! Jenny!" She screamed as she cried. "Mitch, stop!"

"Fuck you," He hissed with a growl as he went farther.

She felt intense pain rack her body and she cried more.

"You're mine, Chase,"

That's when she felt cool air rush on her as Mitch's weight was gone and she opened her heavy lids to see him thrown into the cage that held some of Giles' books.

Mitch groaned as he got up.

Cordelia felt wetness and cried softly as the realization came through.

"I believe she cried for you to stop!" a feral voice growled as the man punched Mitch, knocking him to the side.

Your hero stopped the rest of it. Her inner voice reminder her.

"Fuck you, man! She deserves this!" Mitch yelled as he launched himself at the man.

"I'm so sure," the voice was sarcastic as he grabbed Mitch and snapped his neck, ending his life.

Cordelia stopped crying as her pain intensified, making her groggy. She wanted to see her hero first.

Angelus glared down at the useless human being that tried to rape a girl. He didn't understand why, but he had felt the need to stop it. "Piece of shit,"

He then looked to the girl that was lying in the rubble of wood, her clothes torn, wondering what to do, as he could smell her fear, blood, and relief. Her heartbeat changed, startling him. He hesitantly walked over to her, and her scent became stronger, noticeable.

Cordelia looked up at the man.

"Cordelia?"

"Angelus?" She croaked as she stared through her heavy lashes.

Angelus was shocked. It was someone he knew. Someone very beautiful and innocent in all this. And not close to the blond bitch Slayer.

Angelus saved me? Doesn't he like death? She wondered.

Angelus stared, unsure of what to do.

"Fuck, am I dying?" She asked wearily, peering at him.

She didn't deserve this. He thought as sympathy ran in his veins and kneeled to her side, his brown eyes softening. "No, you're not," He lied easily.

"I feel like it," She said softly.

He again felt anger, but the man was dead already.

"You're not so bad, you know?" She whispered.

He couldn't help himself, but he chuckled. "Damn, and I was trying to be,"

She laughed softly.

He winced. Her laugh…it makes me feel… feel like I'm human.

"Can you sense if anyone else is here?" She whispered, risking another person's presence.

He hesitated as he listened for heartbeats. There was no one, not even Jenny. She got away. Shiiiit.

She waited patiently.

"No," He answered slowly.

"Not even Jenny?" She asked incredulously.

A deep sigh from Angelus.

Cordelia sighed.

Neither said anything for a while.

"I can help you, if you want," Angelus offered the beautiful girl.

She looked at him.

He is your only option. Her inner voice told her.

Angelus watched the inner conflict in her beautiful hazel eyes.

"Thank you,"

He nodded and took his coat off and wrapped it around her. "Here, so you don't freeze as I take you to the mansion,"

She nodded and curled into his coat. As she got warm, she fell into the darkness finally.

Angelus looked down at the unconscious girl. He'd have to get Drusilla to help him get her dressed. He looked around to see the damage, blood, and the boy. "I'll leave it till later,"

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"What do you mean, she never returned?" Jenny yelled incredulously at the teenagers and her boyfriend. "Did it ever occur to you people she may not be okay?"

They all winced.

"My, God, don't let pettiness get in the way!" She yelled as she stormed out to find the girl. "Valentine's Day be damned,"

Silence reigned.

"She's right. That was very childish," Rupert Giles replied, getting his coat. "I'm going to look for Cordelia. For your sakes, I hope she's alive,"

Buffy Summers' mouth dropped open as Willow Rosenberg gasped and Xander Harris frowned.

He left the Summers' household.

Joyce Summers walked into her living room. "What was all that?" She wondered.

No one spoke for a moment.

"We didn't bother to wait for Cordelia," Willow answered, ashamed.

"And why not?"

No one could answer.

Buffy turned to stare at her mother, feeling foolish. She knew the rest of her friends did.

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"Cordelia!" Jenny yelled as she burst through the library doors, turning the lights on and stopped short at the sight that greeted her. "My, God. Cordelia, are you here?" She whispered, in case the girl was hiding.

The library doors opened.

"Jenny, did you find her?" Giles asked as he walked to her. He stopped beside her in shock. "What the hell happened?"

Jenny shook her head. "This was the last known place Cordelia was,"

Giles' eyes widened. "Then, where is she?"

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"Angelus, why on earth did you bring the cheerleader here?" Spike asked as he wheeled himself behind his grandsire. "Is she a snack?"

"No," Angelus snapped.

Spike frowned.

"Dru, get over here!" Angelus yelled.

"What are you calling Dru for?" Spike asked a little jealously, thinking Angelus got her for Drusilla.

A beat of silence.

"Spike...I couldn't just leave her there," Angelus answered with a sigh.

Angelus saving a human? There's a first. But, why? Spike wondered.

Angelus caressed her cheek.

"Why?"

Angelus turned to him, eyes dark and haunted.

"Why?" Spike repeated.

"She...was broken,"

If Angelus didn't like it, it wasn't good. I mean, he wasn't the most feared vampire for no reason. Spike thought with a shudder.

Drusilla then walked into the room gracefully. "Daddy called me?" She asked as she eyed the human on the bed, her Daddy's bed.

"I need you to change her into more comfortable clothes," Angelus told his childe. "I need to clean her and heal her, while you do the more private area,"

Spike's head snapped to the girl. "She was raped?" the blonde vampire asked.

Angelus didn't answer and got the gauzes, crèmes, towels, and bowls of water ready. "She may need stitching," He murmured and got the stitching equipment as well, just in case.

Drusilla opened the coat and Spike spun away in his wheelchair.

"Oooh, the poor bird," She trilled.

Spike was able to go as far as the garden before the bile in his throat rose and came out freely.

Angelus heard the man and didn't blame him as he turned back to the girl again. "Okay, Dru, let's get to work,"

Neither vampire didn't know why seeing Cordelia like their victims made them sick.

For a few moments, all was heard from them was the washing, cleaning, and bandaging Cordelia's wounds. When Drusilla cleaned Cordelia's private areas, Angelus had looked away, respectively.

Angelus respected Cordelia. She was a brutally honest, beautiful, and compassionate girl…well, to her certain friends. He witnessed her love for her grandmother one day while he followed the women home to the Chase mansion – being a stalker, of course.

Cordelia had a soft smile while she spoke to the elder Chase. Her hazel eyes were soft and full of love. Even her voice held warmth and love he never heard until then. The elder Chase was the very same to her granddaughter. All she had for Cordelia was love and warmth.

It had made Angelus a little sad and think of his little sister, Kathy. The only human to ever do that was Buffy, but for some reason Cordelia's warmth also warmed him.

"All done," Drusilla sang.

Angelus turned to see Cordelia looking peaceful as she slept. Drusilla had put a beautiful blue gown on her and braided her hair. "She'll make a wonderful vampire…right?" Angelus asked his childe.

Drusilla looked at her sire, surprised to see humanity in those dark eyes, but also her Angelus. The dark-haired human makes him weak for a reason…

Angelus reached for Cordelia's face, but retracted.

Drusilla hummed as she caressed his face in answer before she skipped out of the room.

Angelus sat down on the bed, pulling her to him and took a deep breath – not that he needed it. He was nervous, okay? He then transformed to his vampire visage as he leaned down slowly and bit her neck.

Cordelia woke up with a gasp and squirmed, but he held her down easily until she calmed down. A few seconds later, he knew when he drank enough and pulled back to look at her. She was eyeing him tiredly and yet, lustfully.

Yep, perfect timing, as usual. He thought as he grabbed a blade and cut his chest lightly. "Drink,"

She eyed him, uncertain.

"You have to,"

She leaned forward and kissed his chest – making him growl – and began to suck for the blood…until he pulled her away a few seconds later.

"That's it. You'll be fine," He whispered and laid her back down. He looked at her and felt his chest tighten slightly. He knew he felt something for her, enough to turn her and keep her. Although, he was sad she never got to live her full life. She'll probably leave him and hate him forever. As long as I healed her and kept her alive.

He shook his head of his dark thoughts and remembered he needed to go clean the library, and left a note for her in case she woke up soon.

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"My, goodness, this boy is heavy," Jenny complained as she and Giles tried moving the boy to the library doors. They were going to take him to the morgue and leave him there. They had already gathered the table in one pile and cleaned the blood on the cage.

Of course, they both got sick as they wondered if this was Cordelia's blood.

"I know," Giles returned. "If only Angel was here,"

"Actually, it's Angelus," a male voice said, sounding amused.

They both looked up to see him standing at the library doors.

"And here I am," He said with a grin as he strode forward.

Giles and Jenny paled.

"Oh, don't fear," Angelus continued with his wide grin. "I'm not here for you...even if you do have the orb,"

Jenny paled even more as her brain raced. He knows what I'm doing and yet here I stand.

Angelus looked around the library and his grin faded. "Who cleaned up?"

"Wait, you did this?" Giles asked, bewildered.

"No, I just killed the boy," Angelus answered.

A beat of silence.

"Well, you are known for your honesty," Giles replied dryly.

Just like Cordelia. Angelus thought.

"Why?" Jenny asked curiously.

"He raped and beat Cordelia,"

Jenny gasped.

Giles took his glasses off and cleaned them slowly as his mind raced. Dear God…

"What?" Jenny asked.

"I saved Cordelia because she didn't deserve it. So I killed him after he raped her..." Angelus answered slowly as his eyes hardened at the dead boy, before asking a question. "Mind if I take my property?" He asked as he gestured to the boy.

"By all means," Giles answered, relieved. Angelus helped Cordelia...although she got hurt first.

"Where is she?" Jenny whispered.

"Safe," Angelus answered as he hefted the boy over his shoulder. "And healing,"

Giles and Jenny were shell shocked again. He wasn't killing them, he saved Cordelia, and now he healed her?

What's going on? They both thought.

"Where?"

Angelus paused as he opened the library doors.

They waited with baited breath.

"Where do you think?" He asked and left.

Giles and Jenny stood there for five whole minutes pondering what he said.

The library doors swooshed opened again.

"Mr. Giles and Ms. Calendar," Principal Snyder replied, surprised. "Why are you here at this hour?"

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"I don't understand. Why hasn't Cordelia been in school for the last couple of days?" Giles pondered as he walked back and forth in front of Buffy, Willow, Xander, Oz, and Jenny as he cleaned his glasses.

"Well, we'll never know why, will we?" Jenny asked tiredly. She was angry, mind you, but it was pointless now.

The teenagers slouched down in their chairs in embarrassment.

"I'll ask around again when I patrol tonight," Buffy offered, feeling sick as a thought entered her mind. Cordelia could be dead and no one could know.

"All we can do is hope she's okay and will return soon. Go to class," Jenny said with a sigh and put her head in her hands.

Buffy, Willow, Xander, and Oz left quietly.

"I'm worried, Jenny," Giles told her with a groan as he sat down across from her.

"You think?" She mumbled.

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Angelus, Drusilla, and Spike sat around Cordelia's bed to wait for her to wake. She should be waking up soon, as it was the third night. They had blood on stand by and ready to fight, not kill, if she reacts badly.

"Did I make the right choice?" Angelus asked for the hundredth time.

"Well, worst thing that could happen is she'll hate you forever," Spike answered dryly.

All three were in a better mood as Cordelia's transformation went great and Mitch was drained, even though he was already dead, so Angelus just glared at the bleach blonde vampire. "Says the vampire who bleached his hair and brains," Angelus snarked.

Spike fake gasped. "I'll have you know, this is real," He retorted with his eyes narrowed.

Angelus raised his eyebrow and laughed.

"Yeah, yeah," Spike muttered.

"Shhh," Drusilla trilled. "Birdie is wake-y, wake-y,"

They all turned to look at the bed as Cordelia moaned and moved as she woke up.

Cordelia felt odd. She didn't feel warm or her heartbeat racing. Instead she felt blood lust and lust for a certain vampire. What is wrong with me?

"Cordelia?"

Cordelia opened her eyes at hearing Angelus' voice, feeling the lust for him, but kept it at bay. "Angelus,"

He nodded encouragingly.

She looked around, confused, noticing her surroundings. She was in a huge oak bed, covers up to her chin, a dresser across from her and a thickly covered window behind two people. Wait, is that Drusilla and Spike?

Drusilla and Spike stared, unnerving her.

"Um…what's going on?"

"How do you feel?" Angelus asked instead.

Cordelia narrowed her eyes, but answered. "Different,"

"Welcome to the vampire world, cheerleader!" Spike exclaimed and putted his arms up.

She stared at him as she clenched her blanket.

"Spike!" Angelus growled. "Subtle, you idiot, subtle,"

Cordelia looked between them and her eye caught Drusilla's.

Drusilla smiled, freaking Cordelia out a little and she tried to sit up.

"Cordelia...I lied to you," Angelus began.

She turned to him swiftly. "About what?" She demanded, her anger flaring.

Spike raised a brow. Definitely hot tempered.

"You were dying!" Angelus defended himself.

"I-what? I was? As in, I died?" She asked, completely shocked.

"Well, yeah, except..." Angelus trailed off.

Cordelia knew. She knew right away. "Except I'm immortal now,"

Angelus nodded. Cordelia sighed.

A beat of silence.

"So, now what?" She asked with a sigh.

"Now you drink blood and have monkey sex with Angelus or me!" Spike declared handing her a jar of blood.

"Spike!" Angelus exclaimed in exasperation. "Subtle!"

Spike smirked as Cordelia raised her eyebrow at Angelus as she sipped the blood and it tasted so good, she drank some more, till it was all gone. She noticed all three were watching her. "I meant, now what with my life and school," She clarified. "And Spike, you're taken and not my sire,"

Angelus rolled his eyes. Hell yeah I want to have sex with her, but no way in hell am I going to make her...at least not unless she decides to stay. "Well, honestly, I have no ideas at the moment...but I do still want to kill Buffy,"

Cordelia looked up, surprised he would tell her this.

Even Spike looked surprised.

Angelus waited for her response.

"Well…I can assist," She suggested.

Now Spike was beyond incredulous.

"I was hoping you would say that," Angelus said with a low growl.

Cordelia grinned, before she pulled her covers off, got off the bed, and walked around to Angelus' side, her gown accenting her curves and beauty.

All three vampires were surprised and wondered what she was doing.

She then sat on Angelus' lap, winding her arms around his neck.

He wrapped his arms around her, wondering where she was going with this.

"Now, about that monkey sex..." She whispered and kissed him deeply. She couldn't help herself. She felt the need for him, everywhere. She began to ache in her sex, so she grinded on him.

Angelus kissed her back, just as passionate, slipping his tongue in her mouth and exploring. She tasted sweet like he thought she would. He got hard when she grinded and pulled her closer.

"Hah! Knew it," Spike said with a laugh as he stood up. "Come on, luv, let them do their thing while we do ours," He pulled Drusilla along as she laughed, leaving.

Angelus picked Cordelia up and laid her on the bed, stripping her quickly as she did the same. Their passion was quick and wild, full of moans and groans. Their connection made them both gasp and plead for more as they got closer to climaxing. Not too soon, she screamed his name as he roared hers in bliss, both collapsing on the bed.

There was a few minutes as they panted.

"Best...monkey...sex...ever," Cordelia whispered, lying closer to him. "Next time, let's go slow and enjoy it,"

"Mmm...I want to do this all the time," Angelus murmured as he kissed her neck and jaw.

"Mmm, yes," Cordelia said with a happy sigh. "So, are we killing Buffy first or dealing with my death?"