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AN: Warnings for torture and rape. It's not very graphic, but if this is a trigger for you, turn back now.
Another note, in this story, Connor does not exits. I thought I'd make that clear, because any time I write Angel fanfiction, unless it's absolutely necessary to the story, I will not be writing Connor. I hate his character and don't want him in my stories, so in my world, Darla did not get pregnant because vampires cannot have children.
Cordelia woke with a groan. She was lying on a hard street, the sky above her dark. She say up slowly, rubbing her temples. Around her, her friends began to rise.
"What happened?" Fred asked.
"I don't know," Gunn said, turned toward her and helping her up. "You okay, baby?"
Fred nodded, gazing around their surroundings with wide, terrified eyes.
"The last thing I remember was that demon breaking into the hotel and opening a portal," Wesley said.
The four of them had been at the hotel when it happened. The demon was one none of them ever heard of and while Wesley engaged in research, Angel searched the sewers for it, as the last time they fought it, that's where it fled.
"Oh, no, not another portal," Fred said, distraught. Gunn pulled her into his arms, trying to calm her down.
"This place looks like Sunnydale," Cordelia commented, standing up and looking around. "Only, in ruins… oh God."
"Cordy, what is it?" Fred asked worriedly.
"I remember this place," she said. "This is my fault."
"What do you mean this is your fault?" Gunn asked.
Cordelia quickly explained to them about when she first met Anya and wished Buffy never came to Sunnydale, creating this universe. "I couldn't remember anything about it until we came here. It's like being here jogged my memories."
"Cordelia, this isn't your fault," Wesley assured her. "You didn't know this would happen. Question is: how are we here now? Portals usually bring you to another dimension, not an alternate universe."
"Better question: how do we get back?" Gunn asked.
"I don't know," Wesley replied. "I don't even know how the demon sent us here."
"Maybe it was a vengeance demon like Anya?" Cordy suggested.
"Perhaps," he said.
"Maybe Angel will track down the demon and make it bring us back," Fred said.
"Yeah, but we don't know that for sure," Gunn said. "So, until Angel's ripping open a portal to this universe-if he even exists anymore considering Cordy's wish changed the universe we lived in into this one-we've got to be looking for our own way out."
"No way out."
They spun toward the voice to find a pale redheaded vampire dressed in black leather.
"Willow," Cordelia whispered. "Oh, my God."
"He can't help you now."
They spun around to see a vampire version of Xander.
"Didn't we already kill that one?" Xander gestured to Cordelia.
"We did," Willow replied. "The Master will be interested to learn about this."
The two vampires attacked.
Cordelia, Wesley, Fred, and Gunn put up a good fight against Willow and Xander, but none of them were armed to kill vampires at the time and they wound up getting caught and dragged before the Master.
The Master was intrigued to learn Cordelia was already killed by Xander and Willow. When another vampire claimed to have killed Gunn in Los Angeles, he became even more interested in them. Not wanting to kill them before he found out how they were here, the Master ordered Willow and Xander to take them down to the dungeons.
"Can I play with the Puppy while we're down there?" Willow asked excitedly.
Cordelia's eyes widened in horror. She was going to torture a puppy in front of them.
The Master smiled at her. "Of course, dear."
Willow's face lit up and she and Xander dragged the four of them down to the dungeons. They reached a large cage that was empty except for one other inhabitant-a man covered in chains, curled up in a corner, facing the wall. His knees were drawn up into his chest, his head curled down onto them, trying to be as small as possible.
Willow and Xander thrust the four of them in the cage with him and then Willow stepped inside, the excitement still on her face, a large knife in her hand. Xander shut the door behind her, watching with eager anticipation as Willow approached the man in the corner.
She paused, glancing back at all of them. "Sit still. Behave yourselves, and I won't chain you up and play with you like Puppy here."
Cordelia almost gaped. This was Willow's puppy? Her friends looked equally sickened.
"Master wants you four alive," Willow continued. "If I play with you like I do Puppy, you might just die. You're human… so fragile, so tasty… sit."
The four of them hesitated, refusing to give into this evil version of Willow, but then she vamped out and started sauntering toward them, both seductive and deadly.
Seeing no other choice, all of them, even the stubborn, vampire-hating, (with the exception of Angel), Gunn, sat down.
Willow smiled, her face reverting to normal. "So well trained already. Puppy was much harder to break. Stay there and be good while Willow plays. Move and you join Puppy, okay?"
She turned away from them, not even waiting for an answer. "Oh, Puppy… it's daytime. I'm bored now. You know what that means, don't you?"
The man Willow referred to as Puppy didn't move an inch from where he was lying curled up in the corner of the cage.
"The Master said I could play," Willow informed him. "Isn't that fun, Puppy?"
She moved closer to him until she was only about a foot away. "Aw," Willow cooed, "Puppy's being all quiet. Come on, don't be a spoilsport."
She closed in on him, dragging him out of the corner. The man gasped in pain, a familiar sound to all of their ears.
Willow grabbed him by the hair, hauling him up closer to her so she could maintain a crouch rather than be forced to get down low at his level. Willow wasn't the type to go to someone else's level. They came to her.
The man let out a groan of pain as she moved him, his eyes clenched shut tight, but the four of them saw his pained, terrified face.
Angel.
Willow grinned down at him, running her knife along his cheek tauntingly. Angel took in shaky breaths he didn't need, sounds of fear and pain eliciting from his throat as Willow began the foreplay of her torture session. Angel's eyes opened, their brown depths filled with terror and agony.
"It's coming soon," Willow said. "The plant is going to open soon. It's going to be a big party."
She leaned forward and licked the side of his face. Angel groaned, a mix of fear, revulsion, and pain.
"You remember I told you about the plant?" she continued, her fingernails coming down to claw his chin. Angel's eyes clenched shut tight as he braced himself for more pain. "All those people you tried to save? It's gonna be quick for them. Not for you though," her fingers traveled down his throat. Angel's eyes followed her, he swallowed hard, still drawing in shaky breaths he didn't need. Wesley thought his breathing made this even worse; vampires weren't supposed to breathe, or hyperventilate… the idea that Angel was told him he'd been through a lot of pain and stress.
With a grin, Willow said, "It's gonna be slow for you," and thrust Angel onto his back. He cried out in pain, eyes slamming shut tight as she straddled him.
Cordelia's hands were covering her mouth. Fred turned her face away, unable to watch. Wesley stared in horror. Gunn couldn't take it anymore. He made to rise to his feet, only to be pulled back down by Wesley.
"You remember what she said? She'll kill you," he hissed at him.
"Not if I kill her first," Gunn growled.
"With what?" Wes reminded him they were weaponless.
"Charles, please," Fred begged. "I want to help him too, but we can't."
Vampire Willow glanced back at them, a smirk on her face.
"Gunn," Cordelia looked at him. "We'll kill her eventually. But we can't right now." It killed Cordy to say those words. She wanted to help Angel more than anything, but she knew they couldn't. Guilt trickled into her veins as she blamed herself for this. She wished this and this was what happened to her friend, someone she thought she might love…
"Aw, they want to take you away from me, Puppy," Willow grinned. "But they know they can't. They're just as helpless as you. I like you helpless, she leaned toward him, running her tongue along his neck, over his chin, and onto his cheek. She sat back again. "That's right, Puppy, Willow's going to make you bark."
She tore open his shirt, eliciting another cry of pain from Angel, revealing countless cuts, burns, lacerations, and contusions littering his torso.
Cordelia felt sick at the sight of it and had to swallow down bile.
Willow leaned forward, and Angel cried out again. "Oh, maybe I went too hard on you last time."
"No such thing," Xander reminded her from his place outside the cage.
Willow glanced back at him. "You wanna play too, Xander?"
He shook his head. "Nah, baby, I just want to watch you go."
Willow grinned and turned back toward Angel. "So, Puppy, what fun shall we have today?"
She leaned into him, grinding herself against him like he was a sex toy. Angel let out another cry of pain as she moved against his abused body. Willow grinned, pressing a hand into his ribs. "Aw, they healed… we'll fix that." She put pressure on his torso and shattered his rib cage.
Angel screamed, the bloodcurdling sound making the hair on the back of his friends from another universe's necks stand on end.
Willow giggled as she went back to work, pulling a box of matches out of her pocket. She lit one and pressed it to Angel's chest.
He screamed again.
She continued burning him for a while, trailing matches up and down his already abused chest, until she let out a small sigh. "Bored now."
Angel tensed. He knew what that meant, and it didn't mean Willow was going to go do something else, that she was going to leave him alone, it meant she was tired of this form of torture, which was a rather mild one considering what she usually did. He let out small, fearful whimpers, terrified of what she had in store next. Would she submerge him in holy water again? Would she expose parts of him to the sun?
He hyperventilated between whimpers as he waited for Willow to make up her mind. A delighted grin came to her face and she started stripping.
Angel let out a terrified whimper. Not again…
Willow turned back to the humans in the cage with her. "Hmmm… they might not sit still for this one. Humans are weird like that; they don't like this sort of thing. What do you think, Xander? Should I chain them up?"
He nodded. "I don't want anything spoiling this show."
Willow grinned and sauntered toward them, her body naked as she chained the four of them to the wall forcibly. "The four of you are lucky Puppy's more fun to play with than you are. I could eat you all up."
She made her way back to Angel, who still lied tense on the floor, writhing in pain from the burns and his broken bones. Willow smiled down at him. "Don't be scared, Puppy; Willow's going to make you feel good."
She straddled him again and began sliding his pants down.
Cordelia turned her face away; she couldn't watch this.
AN: Well, I hope everyone enjoyed the first chapter. I know Angel didn't, though. It's okay; he's going to get comforted by friends he didn't realize he had in the next chapter. I hope it wasn't too unrealistic that the Fang Gang wouldn't try to stop Willow from torturing Angel, after all, she did threaten to kill all of them despite the Master's wishes and they have no way of fighting her even if she hadn't. However, I had to make her chain them when she started sexually assaulting Angel, as I know they wouldn't sit around and let that happen no matter what she threatened.
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-DragonsintheMoonlight