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Chapter Three

It started simply enough. There was humming and a tea party. The humming easily became singing and dancing. It would have been sweet, if it weren't for the blood. Spike found himself leaning back on the canopied bed, one foot on the floor, and smiling. He did so love to see his Drusilla enjoying herself. The tea party had days long. Well, nights. After all, Darla and Angelus had been busy. There was something big coming, and you didn't need to hear the stars to know it. They had sequestered Drusilla in the child's room. The house was taken over weeks ago, the bodies of the family drained. All except the little girl. Nine or so, she made a good friend for Dru to play with. The problem was, Dru wasn't the best at keeping her play things alive. She was hell on pets.

Spike chuckled as Dru dipped a finger in the congealing blood and licked it clean. Her eyes met his and he licked his lips. He was starving. One little girl was not enough to sustain them for three days and whatever those two were planning it had better be worth it.

"Share a taste, luv?"

With a smile she glided over and held her hand out to him. He licked it clean.

"Playing nice are we?"

He growled but didn't turn. Angelus always had a way of showing up when he least wanted him to. Especially as he still had more power over Dru then he himself did. Her eyes lit and Spike forgotten again as she cooed at him.

"Tea party is over. She stopped to play with the stars and won't be back."

Angelus stepped into the room, Darla just behind him. Her nose wrinkled in disgust at the room as she removed her gloves. Angelus smirked at Spike and looked around, eyes landing on the broken body of the young girl.

"No she won't. We'll have to get someone new for you to play with won't we?"

He lifted an arm for her and she pulled her hand from Spike and swept over to him letting him wrap an arm around her. Angelus kissed her lightly and looked over to Spike.

"Feeling restless, William?"

"It's Spike."

He growled and got up pacing.

"Of course we're restless. Stuck here with leftovers while you two play, aren't we?"

Darla sighed, she was tired of the two of them. Spike, as he preferred to be called now, and Angelus. Half the time she thought if they would just get a room and get it over with things would relax more. It wasn't that anyone was surprised by the dance the two did, it was that neither was willing to give up the power to the other that it continued. While she wasn't fond of Drusilla, breaking her had been fun but her constant childlike ramblings were annoying, the girl knew her place. She was Angelus' childe, true. But she looked up to Darla. She knew that Darla was the head of this little family and behaved accordingly. Darla knew that if it came down to a power struggle, she could count Drusilla as hers. Even against Angelus. Luckily, that wasn't necessary.

"Boys boys, please! We really don't have time for the foreplay. We have a party to attend!"

Spike finally perked up at that. Drusilla clapped her hands happily.

"Party?"

Darla grinned and looked to Angelus. She always made it look as though she deferred to him, allowing him the feeling of power kept him in line. It was something she'd taught Drusilla well. At least that was one thing the girl had picked up. Let the man think he is the one in charge, the one leading, and you could get him to do anything. Angelus bowed his head in deferment to her. Pleased she turned and held her arms out to Drusilla.

"Well, we have been invited to the Mayor's party. The rich and blue blooded will be there, and we, are going to have such fun!"

Spike grinned.

" 'bout time we had some fun. Blow this joint after a good ol' fashioned blood bath!"

Drusilla hissed and licked her lips coming over to Darla. She nuzzled her neck and ad a hand gesture, helped Darla get out of her more complicated dress so they could change for a party.

"Mmmm, lovely party, so many stars will bleed, and Mummy will drink the slayer!"

They all went still at that. Angelus and Spike suddenly very intent on Drusilla. Darla simply tilted her head and let the girl work behind her, slipping from her dress to her undercoat.

"A slayer? Well that is news. We've been working to get this invitation all week, I've not heard anything of a slayer."

Drusilla sighed and stood in front of her again, hand reaching up to caress her hair, eyes gone distant and voice sing song.

"The light passes, from girl to girl, makes her blood sweet, bursting with stars. One light goes out, another lights. It lights tonight, but not for long. Mummy will snuff it out."

Spike snuffed, and Angelus couldnt' help be a bit jealous.

"Don' see why Darla gets t' be the one t' take the Slayer. Should be first come first drink if ya ask me."

"No one asked you William. Best to keep your thoughts to yourself, boy."

Just that quickly it happened. Darla sighed, she understood enough to know some poor girl was about to meet her destiny and death in one night. She thought briefly turning the girl, but it was dismissed quickly. Especially as Angelus was now staring down Spike. Their arguing was exhausting. Angelus quickly grabbed Spike and turned him, grabbed the back of his head by the hair and shoved him into the tea cups on the table.

"I think you need a lesson in how to behave."

Darla felt Drusilla curl up against her and whine. She smiled to herself, she knew how to control their boys. Darla undid the laces on Drusilla's dress, more a child's dress, and let it fall leaving her pale and naked. Then took her hand and kissed along her wrist before sinking teeth. The smell of blood, fresh blood, got both the male vampire's attention, but Angelus still wasn't letting him up. She lifted her head and let the blood drip down the girl's wrist.

"Angelus, I wish to play before we ready for the party."

"Then play woman! I need to teach William some manners."

Darla narrowed her eyes, she'd punish him for disobeying her later. For now she huffed and tugged the girl with her, leaving the boys to their fun.

"Fine, we will be in the other room. I'll expect you all dressed by six so that we make the party in time. Angelus."

There was a growl and a solid hitting sound that greeted her as she licked up the dripping blood and thought about the blood of a slayer.