Giving A Little Hurt Back
Prologue
by
Julia Duvall
Author's Note: Thanks to Heather for beta-reading.
"Drusilla, you haven't said a word since I decided to take a drive somewhere." Darla said to her sire, while driving the car in the crisp moonlight.
"Oh the stars say that you are up to no good and want to cause Angelus unbearable pain. The stars say that bloodshed and murder will swim in the town of Sunnyhell for years to come."
Drusilla said before singing out loud a poem she had never heard.
"May the Slayer come undone
Bloody thorns on surround her corpse
Angels sing for her soul
One cursed, one inferior, one pet
All in all will love her
The murder is only the beginning."
"Drusilla, enough of that stupid poem. Do you know why we are going to Sunnydale?" Darla asked as she slammed down hard on the brake, looking at Dru's vacant eyes.
"Oh yes, to hurt Angel like he hurt you. The Slayer makes him happy, and that hurts you. So, what better way than to make her like me? Then I can have a sister to play with." Drusilla
replied looking dreamily at the blonde haired doll she held in her hands.
"No, not just yet, Drusilla. I have a plan to hurt Angel and bring out darling boy back to us, where he belongs. She is powerful and doesn't know that I'm alive. Oh, and your job is to see if Spike
will help us. You see Angel loves that girl. He even told me that his heart and soul belong to her, but I have a small piece of them. She's going to bring Angelus to us."
"Oh, you are so smart grandmother. Are you going to turn her? Can we play?" Drusilla slowly played with the little blonde doll and took out red lipstick and put it on the dolls lips. "Buffy,
we are going to enjoy having you with us. Will she have a soul? The doll whispers that she might if we turn her!"
"In that case, we will find a nice spellbook. *Spellbooks and magic books are the same thing* After all, Wolfram and Hart gave me this lovely credit card and all this identification when
I was human. No one will think that I'm a vampire. They will think that I'm a human, but your job is to get the grunt work done. I've already picked out a new place to live. No one will suspect that we are living there." Darla grinned knowing she would have her darling boy back, even if she had
to share him.
"Ooh, I love the way you think." Drusilla threw the doll up in the air thinking that it was the slayer she was playing with.
"Angel will not be able to resist Buffy once I'm done with her." Darla sounded determined as she began to push her foot down on the pedal and began to drive towards Sunnydale with
a wicked plan.
***
"Gunn, would you stop using your fists on the punching bag and have some of my moist brownies." Cordelia put them down on the table for Gunn to eat, when in came Wesley and Angel.
"Cordelia, these brownies are delicious." Wesley stuffed them down his throat.
"I'm glad....Arrrrghhh...No..." Cordelia saw a flash of Buffy in the mansion as she saw Darla and Drusilla extend a hand out to Buffy. Buffy looked elegant in a white Versace dress, she
noticed. Then she saw Darla feed Buffy what looked like blood from herself and Buffy took it. Drusilla laughed and said "Welcome sister, in the morning we start to train you."
"Cordelia, are you okay?" Angel asked her.
"Angel, Darla and Drusilla are in Sunnydale and they are going after Buffy. I saw them turn her in my vision." Cordelia moaned. She really hated these visions. At least this time the vision
wasn't obscure.
"Angel, you can't go to Sunnydale. We have to warn them of Darla and Drusilla's plan." Wesley told his boss, hoping that Angel would listen.
"Darla is going after me by hurting the one person I care about. She wants to use Buffy to bring out Angelus. I'm not going to let her."
"Angel, in that case, why don't we all go to Sunnydale." Cordelia volunteered everybody for this assignment.
"Fine." Angel muttered knowing that Darla and Drusilla were twisted enough to pull this off.
To be continued...
Prologue
by
Julia Duvall
Author's Note: Thanks to Heather for beta-reading.
"Drusilla, you haven't said a word since I decided to take a drive somewhere." Darla said to her sire, while driving the car in the crisp moonlight.
"Oh the stars say that you are up to no good and want to cause Angelus unbearable pain. The stars say that bloodshed and murder will swim in the town of Sunnyhell for years to come."
Drusilla said before singing out loud a poem she had never heard.
"May the Slayer come undone
Bloody thorns on surround her corpse
Angels sing for her soul
One cursed, one inferior, one pet
All in all will love her
The murder is only the beginning."
"Drusilla, enough of that stupid poem. Do you know why we are going to Sunnydale?" Darla asked as she slammed down hard on the brake, looking at Dru's vacant eyes.
"Oh yes, to hurt Angel like he hurt you. The Slayer makes him happy, and that hurts you. So, what better way than to make her like me? Then I can have a sister to play with." Drusilla
replied looking dreamily at the blonde haired doll she held in her hands.
"No, not just yet, Drusilla. I have a plan to hurt Angel and bring out darling boy back to us, where he belongs. She is powerful and doesn't know that I'm alive. Oh, and your job is to see if Spike
will help us. You see Angel loves that girl. He even told me that his heart and soul belong to her, but I have a small piece of them. She's going to bring Angelus to us."
"Oh, you are so smart grandmother. Are you going to turn her? Can we play?" Drusilla slowly played with the little blonde doll and took out red lipstick and put it on the dolls lips. "Buffy,
we are going to enjoy having you with us. Will she have a soul? The doll whispers that she might if we turn her!"
"In that case, we will find a nice spellbook. *Spellbooks and magic books are the same thing* After all, Wolfram and Hart gave me this lovely credit card and all this identification when
I was human. No one will think that I'm a vampire. They will think that I'm a human, but your job is to get the grunt work done. I've already picked out a new place to live. No one will suspect that we are living there." Darla grinned knowing she would have her darling boy back, even if she had
to share him.
"Ooh, I love the way you think." Drusilla threw the doll up in the air thinking that it was the slayer she was playing with.
"Angel will not be able to resist Buffy once I'm done with her." Darla sounded determined as she began to push her foot down on the pedal and began to drive towards Sunnydale with
a wicked plan.
***
"Gunn, would you stop using your fists on the punching bag and have some of my moist brownies." Cordelia put them down on the table for Gunn to eat, when in came Wesley and Angel.
"Cordelia, these brownies are delicious." Wesley stuffed them down his throat.
"I'm glad....Arrrrghhh...No..." Cordelia saw a flash of Buffy in the mansion as she saw Darla and Drusilla extend a hand out to Buffy. Buffy looked elegant in a white Versace dress, she
noticed. Then she saw Darla feed Buffy what looked like blood from herself and Buffy took it. Drusilla laughed and said "Welcome sister, in the morning we start to train you."
"Cordelia, are you okay?" Angel asked her.
"Angel, Darla and Drusilla are in Sunnydale and they are going after Buffy. I saw them turn her in my vision." Cordelia moaned. She really hated these visions. At least this time the vision
wasn't obscure.
"Angel, you can't go to Sunnydale. We have to warn them of Darla and Drusilla's plan." Wesley told his boss, hoping that Angel would listen.
"Darla is going after me by hurting the one person I care about. She wants to use Buffy to bring out Angelus. I'm not going to let her."
"Angel, in that case, why don't we all go to Sunnydale." Cordelia volunteered everybody for this assignment.
"Fine." Angel muttered knowing that Darla and Drusilla were twisted enough to pull this off.
To be continued...