Title: I Am Forever
Author: Vanessa
Rating: R for supernatural violence and language
Disclaimers: I don't own any of the Buffy characters. This fic is AU.
Pairing: Willow/Tara
Summary: What if Jesse never died? What if Spike's role in Season three was totally different? What if Willow really did get turned into a vampire?
And what if Angel... well, was still exactly the same? ... You would have my story!
Feedback: Yes! Pretty pretty please! Negative feedback is welcomed as well.
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1902:
The distinct noise of clattering boots echoed down the disserted cabal stone streets of London. The sound of several different voices shouting could be heard in the far off distance along with a lone howl of a basset hound. As the wailing of sirens slowly started to fade, two pairs of soft leather shoes emerged from their hiding spot to crunch against the hard pavement of the road.
"Bloody hell William, you almost got us killed!" glared a brown haired man sporting a sophisticated suit.
"Relax Thomas," smiled William, as he adjusted the bowtie on his own rather elegant suit. "Nothing was done without a cause. Plus," he smiled at his comrade as he wiped away a inkling of blood left on his lower lip. "You know now where to find your childe for the Master."
"And what about you, William? Are you not bringing anything back for the Master?" questioned Thomas as he followed William's actions, adjusting his baby blue tailcoat and vest so that it sat nicely on his shoulders and across his stomach.
"No. I have not found the right childe yet and so I must keep searching."
"William, you know the Master is growing tired with your games," said Thomas as he leisurely stroked his pointy beard. The two men continued to walk the deserted streets of London as if nothing had just happened.
"Then let him grow tired!" growled William, morphing into his vampire face for a split second. "He says he wants a childe among childe, and I will give that to him." The two men lapsed into silence for a few minutes as they continued to walk aimlessly down the streets.
"My friend," said Thomas, looking over at the man that was also sired by Drusilla and helped him cope with his second life. "What shall I tell the Master when you do not return with me?"
"Tell him, when I'm ready the childe will come." With that said the two brothers of the night said their goodbyes and walked off in different directions.
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"What do you mean he's fled!" shouted the Master in complete outrage as Thomas spoke of William's departure.
"He said Master Shantou, that he hasn't found the right childe yet," Thomas continues to recite everything William said, all the while kneeling in front of his Master.
"It has been nine months! Enough time to create a new life and take it away in one swipe," growled Shantou. "Find him! Watch him!" he snarled as he shoved two of his right-hand men towards Thomas. "Oh and Thomas," Master Shantou said in a deadly whisper. "Once the childe is born, kill him!"
"I..I…yes master," said Thomas with a slight hesitation.
"William has become a great disappointment to me," tisked the older vampire. "I thought he would go far in my lineage …" the older vamp shook his head in outrage "and for that, you shall take his place…at my side."
"Yes Shantou," grinned Thomas before backing out of his Masters chamber.