Okay I probably shouldn't be starting another story but I just couldn't get this out of my head. A word of warning this is not a pro buffy/angel, or buffy/spike. This is definetley a pro House of Aurelius fic and will span both Angel and BTVS worlds but after the first few chapters will remain in the Angel verse and this story will have our favourite lawyer, or at least my favourite lawyer, Lindsey in it, he will be a massive part of it. So without further ado on with the story!
Danica drove her bike past the 'Welcome to Sunnydale' sign just outside the town and towards Crawford mansion, while she usually wasn't that big a fan on driving during the day she decided that it was best to make it to the Mouth Of Hell as soon as possible. She could feel it in her bones, her daddy was back from the dead and she wanted to greet him like any proper daughter would, grinning under the helmet she gunned the engine a little faster and couldn't wait to see her sister's face.
Angelus leant back on his chair and planted his booted feet on the long table in his dark mansion and frowned, he had started to get bored in Sunnydale, sure the Slayer was there and it was fun to mess with her, at least it was fun to mess with her. It seemed no matter what he did to her, or to her friends, or to Miss Calendar she just wouldn't quit trying to get back 'her Angel' she kept talking about how she and Angel were perfect for each other, how they were 'soul-mates' and he was getting tired of it. It was like nothing stopped the girl from loving him or at least Angel. It was sickening really, she was the Slayer and he was Angelus, The Scourge of Europe! His vampiric family spent their entire lives terrorising the globe for crying out loud! And he missed Darla, yes they fought like crazy but she was his sire, not just his sire but his lover, his woman and Angel staked her; he wanted his mate back and there was no way to make it happen.
Drusilla wandered inside the room twirling and singing while Spike rolled in after he in his wheelchair, "Daddy's thoughts are in a naughty place, but he doesn't need to worry for long, the stars are singing to me and Miss Edith is whispering, they're coming back!"
Angelus looked up sharply at her "Who's coming back Dru?" but it was too late, she'd already slipped back into her dream like state. "Do you have any idea what she's talking about?" he asked Spike who shrugged in return.
"No clue mate, she's been talking about 'their return' for the past two days figured when she wanted to let me know what was going on she would."
"You spent the past hundred years with her, how could you not know what she's saying?"
"Hey! I understand her a lot more than you do, but if she's not going to give me any clue as to who 'they' are I'm not going to know what she was talking about." Spike cocked his head to the side and eyed him with suspicion, "What were you thinking about? She was talking in response to whatever it was you were thinking."
"Us," Angelus replied, "the House of Aurelius, being the Scourge of Europe."
"Darla?" Spike asked, his Great Grandsire may have been a cold bitch but she was a cold bitch that he kind of liked, Darla liked to talk and so did Spike, neither Drusilla or Angelus were big talkers so when Darla felt like talking, she and Spike would talk, they would sit by the fire place, or be in bed together and they would talk, right after they'd had sex of course. They were a vampiric family after all and they did share. He missed her, just like Dru did.
"Among other things," Angelus replied standing up, "I'm getting bored of this town William m'boy, the Slayer needs to die and soon, I want out of here."
"So what do you want to do, while I'm in this chair I can't do much to help and I'm not pitting Dru against the Slayer, not this Slayer."
"Then we're just going to have to get you better then aren't we Spike? You know a sire's blood would help with that, just look at what Angel did for Dru."
"I'm not taking Dru's blood, you know what any sort of mystical transference could do to her, besides she already offered and I said no."
Angelus rolled his eyes, "You know she's stronger than you thi-" he cut himself off and turned towards the entrance of the mansion he knew that scent, "She's back!" he sang in delight.
Spike was about to ask who exactly his sire was talking about but he stopped himself when a young woman walked in, dark hair, dark eyes, full lips, russet skin, black leathers and a motorcycle helmet under her arm. "Hi Daddy!"
Well there's the first chapter. Please review!
