A/N: I love Angelus. In my not-so-humble opinion, he was one of the best characters. What's not to love? He's funny, smart, bold, has follow-through, is observant and perceptive, very vocal about his opinions... basically, he's perfect. Obviously Darla thinks so. Yeah, I went there. I'm a Dangel person. Mhm. Anyway, I wanted to write about him because he's cool. :-) I love to pick on Willow… Mwahaha.
Inside Her Head
I'm going to kill her.
A smile spreads across my - let's be honest - gorgeous face. I'll enjoy it, too. Slowly torturing her until she's just a quivering ball of nothing. Beyond Drusilla's insanity. Beyond anything worth something. And the last thing she'll see, when I finally decide to show her a bit of mercy, is her boyfriend Angel holding a sword to her throat. I would let Spike do the honors, but that one last bit of torment is the final touch to my masterpiece.
God, I can't wait to see what her friends will do. Willow especially, who always believed in Buffy and Angel's relationship. Then I might find some way to resurrect Darla and my death will be complete. The people I hate out of their minds with grief, the woman I love alive again, the world literally being my oyster. What to do with Drusilla and Spike, though, is another matter entirely. They can't have Sunnydale. That's mine. I've gotten to know the residents and I can't wait to show them all of their little town's potential for destruction. Spike and Drusilla can have Australia. Dru can have Canada, too, and darling Halfrek can have Mexico if she pleases, but the rest of the world is mine and Darla's. I'll kill off The Immortal first, though. I can't have him ruining things for me.
Maybe I'll turn Cordelia into a vampire. She, I think, would do an amazing job watching over Ireland for me. I still have a soft spot for my little home country, though I would never admit it to anyone.
Another wickedly handsome smile curves across my face. Blissful non-life. Torturing humans and lesser vampires will be the dominant part of my life. Besides Darla, of course. Together, we could do anything. Separated but both alive, we could accomplish some things. Completely but totally apart… I can do little to nothing. Thankfully for me, I've accomplished little, not nothing.
Tomorrow, I'll kill Willow's fish. I had an invitation into her room when she and Angel were researching Buffy's friend Ford and I plan to use it to my best advantage. Maybe while I'm there I'll kill her mother. Probably not, though, I don't have the time. I have to plan Jenny's, Giles' girlfriend, death, and it'll take me awhile to find the perfect roses and fancy wine. Besides that, I have some more pictures to draw for Buffy. I'm going to leave various sketches of her friends lying around her house to distract her; she won't know who she needs to save. This alone could possibly defeat her. Buffy always wanted to save everyone and everything when in reality, there wasn't much she could do for anyone. In reality, she was one person fighting against a giant ratio. Probably for every one person that she saves, forty people die. It's not her fault. It's just true. Maybe I'll even say that the next time I'm talking to her. I'll have to find the real ratio, though, just so that if she tries to look it up, I'll be right. I've been right about everything so far; I can't lose my track record now.
And to think, all I need to do to accomplish all of this is to get inside her head.