Title: Dear Boy
Rating: R
Pairings: Here we go, it's long and broken into groups.
Familial Pairings – Darla/Angelus, Darla/The Master, Angelus/The Master, Darla/Drusilla, Angelus/Drusilla, Angelus/William, Darla/William, Drusilla/William
Relationship Pairings: Angelus/Darla, William/Drusilla, Other/William
Summary: Begins before William was born and goes through all seasons of Buffy and Angel. Major AU. Being full blood Childer of The Master, it's no surprise that Angelus and Darla expect nothing but the best when it came to their own Childer. So why is it, after choosing the perfect female companion for Darla, Angelus had to go and Turn an abused, partially insane geek like William?
Warnings: Very, very, very (and can I stress the word VERY again?) AU! Expect plenty of violence, blood/gore (hello, dealing with vampires!), language, insanity (literal and figurative), OOC-ness, hetero and homo relationships, may be more later.
Chapter Six – The Master 3
Virginia Colony, America
January 3, 1551
The Master watched Angelus scamper off over the rooftops, face twisted in pure glee as he stalked his latest victims – a small group of giggling girls, walking on the streets below. It was Angelus' favorite way to stalk his prey. Something about the humans being much too concerned with what dangers were on the ground, and never thought to look up.
Turning his attention away from his rapidly disappearing Childe, The Master leaned on the brick surrounding the edge of the rooftop. The woman he had been following since their arrival in Virginia Colony was leaning against the brick wall below. She too was watching the crowds, but not for potential food.
The woman below him – known only as Darla by the humans he had devoured – was a prostitute. She slept with the men of this town, and the one in the neighboring lands, for money. Money that she doled out for food, shelter, and on the rare occasion drugs. Yes, he had done his research on her just as he did on his dear boy back in the day. More so considering the unfamiliarity of this new world.
The Master shook himself as Darla pulled a man from the crowds and further into the dark alley. He watched as money exchanged hands. As she was pushed up against the wall, lips pressed to the strangers lips. As her skimpy little dress was pushed up and her legs spread. It wasn't long before the man was pumping his hips furiously and Darla was clawing at his back.
The Master snorted in disgust as the man spent himself not minutes later, then let her drop. Humans had absolutely no stamina. He turned away from his potential Childe just in time to see a frantically gleeful Angelus leaping over rooftops towards him. He frowned.
"I'm obeying you Sire." Angelus said as soon as he landed only feet away.
"What on earth are you talking about?" He asked.
"About the mob thing. About coming to you when they form or whatnot." The Master sighed. Opening his senses he could hear the beginnings of large gathering of people, and smell the anger coming off the group in waves.
"Now you've done it."
"Not me fault if they come out of nowhere." Angelus defended himself. "I lost them coming up on the rooftops, and they didn't see me."
"All right. I suppose you fed?" Angelus nodded. "Then we will retreat to the Inn for the night. If they didn't see you and you are positive no one followed?"
"Aye."
"I will have to feed from you tonight, and make up for it in a day or two. I fear our time here will be cut short." Angelus suddenly lost the wide grin and looked sheepish.
"Sorry." The Master waved him off. Then took off over the rooftops, leaving the gathering mob behind and making it safely to the Inn where The Master barricaded themselves in and left only one route to escape.
"One of these days a mob will get you." The Master said as he finally settled on the single bed. Angelus settled in front of him with a shrug, offering his neck. The Master leaned forward and sank his fangs into the cool flesh. Blood gushed out into his mouth and he swallowed, grinning to himself as Angelus groaned.
It took him less than twenty minutes to take enough blood to sustain himself, and closed the puncture wounds on Angelus' neck with a few licks. Angelus was limp against him, eyes closed and satisfied grin on his lips. The Master sighed and pulled him up onto the bed with him.
He settled the other vampire next to him and he himself got comfortable on his back. Angelus scooted closer to him. The Master allowed his Childe to pull one of his arms down and under his head, and throw an arm over his chest with a sigh. The Master allowed the contact with a small smile.
They lay in a comfortable silence. Angelus dropped off to sleep not an hour after the feeding, and The Master allowed himself to drop into a light doze. Unfortunately the peace did not last for long.
The sounds of hostile voices and the roar of flames brought him out of his doze and he leapt up with a curse. Angelus stirred on the bed and looked around, blinking dazedly. The Master peered outside to see that the mob incited by his Childe had gathered in the courtyard in front of their Inn.
"Get up!" He snarled harshly at his Childe, who leapt off the bed. "Leave, through the back exit." He hissed, pushing Angelus ahead of him. Only to look out the small square window and see more men. "Dammed. They must be scouring all of the local Inns."
"M' sorry Sire." Angelus muttered.
"Don't apologize." Angelus nodded. "They have torches so I'm guessing they will just burn the place to the ground after getting the known innocents out…" There was a roar from the crowd and a tinkle of glass. "Or they'll take example from us demons and just set fire to the place, innocents be damned."
"I like they're style…" The Master groaned and pushed a chuckling Angelus towards the back. "Wait, they'll expect us to go through the back!"
"Then we live up to their expectations!" He growled. "Kill anyone you can get your hands on!" Angelus let out a whoop and The Master found himself no longer having to push him. Instead he found himself staring at an open door, listening to the frightened screams of the mob out side.
He shook his head part in amusement and part in exasperation and followed his Childe out, just as he heard the tinkling of glass and whoosh of flame in the room they had just vacated.
Fortunately the men gathered in the back were few in number, and by the time he made it out they were scattered about. All but a few were dead – some drained, some had their necks snapped, and a few were ripped apart - and Angelus was busy playing with them. "Angelus! Finish!" He called.
"Aye." There were four loud cracks, then Angelus was beside him. "Do we take the ones in the front?"
"Only if they come after us. We must move, now." Angelus pouted. "If we had more than oh, an hour, I would have left you here to finish them off." The Master nodded in the direction of the sunrise. The horizon was just tinged with pink. Angelus blinked.
"Right then." The Master chuckled and they took off through the unlit woods.
TBC
