Sunnydale, California
Crawford Mansion
Wine Cellar
Elizabeth leant back against the cool stone wall staring across the room with a thoughtful expression. She held a scalpel between her fingers feeling the sharpness of the knife. Her head tilted to the side as she narrowed her eyes on the object in front of her.
"You're awfully quiet this evening, my love." Angelus stood in the doorway watching Elizabeth carefully, sensing her drifting mind.
"This isn't as fun as I hoped it would be." She frowned touching the point of the scalpel. "She's barely awake to feel it anymore." Elizabeth crossed the wine cellar to the rolling table of torture instruments. "And this is no longer sharp." Elizabeth slammed her hand down on the table with frustration.
Angelus frowned stepping behind her. His arms wrapped around her waist and his chin sat on her shoulder. "What's wrong, baby?"
"I don't know." She muttered with a pout laying her head back into the crook of his neck.
"Yes, you do. What is it? You can tell me anything, you know that." Angelus brushed his lips over the exposed skin of her shoulder. "Tell me. Did something happen between you and the Scoobies?"
Elizabeth shook her head then turned in his arms. Her wrists draped over his shoulders, "I miss our family."
"It's been awhile. I know."
"I want them back, Angel. The more I hang around these worthless whiny humans, the more I want our family here. With us. They belong to us, Angel."
Angelus tucked a piece of her long blonde hair behind her ear and nuzzled her nose with his own. "What my woman wants... my woman gets." Angelus turned his head to the servant standing at the door. "You," A vampire lackey rushed over to Angelus and Elizabeth. "Find my children and get them here. Immediately."
The vampire ran out of the wine cellar.
Elizabeth smiled leaning closer to his mouth, "Thank you."
"Do you feel better now?" His hands slid down her back and around her backside.
Elizabeth kissed his lips with a nod. She then stepped out from his embrace facing her victim chained up onto the wall. "I do." She grabbed the dull scalpel from the table and dipped it into Holy Water. Elizabeth stared up at the blonde haired vampire beaten and tortured to a bloody pulp. "Much better." Elizabeth slowly sliced through the vampire's skin, slowly the acid crippled her.
Darla cried out in pain as her skin sizzled, ripping apart. Elizabeth grinned and sliced her skin again as she listened to Darla's agonising screams.
Sunnydale High Basement
One of Elizabeth's men opened the secret door from the sewers that head straight to the high school. She had received Willow's page asking to meet her and the rest of the friends in the library after school assuming, Elizabeth had classes all day at the college.
Elizabeth smirked realising she was now in the 'in' with the Scoobies. Her people had done well with their research on the students that helped the Vampire Slayer and her Watcher.
"Thank you." Elizabeth stepped from the underground passageway.
At the basement door, Elizabeth stopped fixing the butterfly clip in her hair and turned to her lackey's. "How do I look?"
"Beautiful, my Queen." A vampire bowed his head.
Elizabeth took a deep unneeding breath and snuck out of the basement and into the empty hallway. She had been here a dozen times, of course, the Hellmouth resided here in the library where she was supposed to meet the gang.
As she walked down the hallway with aged confidence, Elizabeth paused remembering she was not two hundred and eighty-seven but a regular twenty-three year old like she was when she was a human. Elizabeth frowned unable to remember what it was even like to be human it was so many lifetimes ago. The world was so much different then than it is now. When she stopped and really thought about it, it boggled her mind of how many times she has seen the world change. She and her lover had been to many of the world events that shaped its future. Elizabeth often found herself wondering if she would've been so willing as she was then to be turned into a vampire.
Elizabeth pushed aside the thoughts and composed herself standing outside the library doors. She took a deep unneeded breath and entered with a gleaming smile, "Hey guys." She said with a pep they were accustomed too.
"Hey, Buffy."
"What's the what?" Elizabeth asked sliding onto a seat beside Xander.
Giles appeared from his office with Jenny Calendar with a book in his hand. "There's nothing in the Chronicles about an extraneous lunar cycle—" Giles paused mid-sentence when his eyes fell on Elizabeth. "Oh, when did you sneak in, Buffy?"
Elizabeth opened her mouth to respond when Jenny continued the previous conversation.
"The Order never accurately calculated the Mesopotamian calendar! Rupert, you have to read something that was published after 1066."
Xander frowned, "What's the up, guys?"
"I don't suppose this was something about happy squirrels?" Elizabeth asked with a bit of hopefulness.
"Vampires," Giles replied.
Elizabeth looked at Xander with a shrug, "That was my next guess."
"Ms Calendar has been researching—surfing on her computer. According to her calendar, this Saturday is the Night of Saint Vigeous."
Faith twirled the stake in her hand around her fingers. "Lemme guess, the guy didn't make balloon animals."
"He led a crusade," Giles said plainly. "Of vampires. They swept through Odessa, Harran, and points east."
Jenny skimmed through the web page for information, "They didn't leave much behind."
"So Saturday's kind of a big do for bloodsuckers."
Jenny looked at Xander, "It's a Holy Night of Attack. They'll come in numbers."
Elizabeth listened closely blending herself into the background, she had no plans to celebrate the pointless night, she's never been one to follow national holidays but the more they spoke the more she became intrigued by this 'sacred' day. She plotted quickly which involved Angelus as the ringleader of the attack.
Crawford Mansion
"You want me to do what now?" Angelus asked flatly unimpressed by his mate's grand plan.
Elizabeth rolled her eyes with a heavy sigh. She crossed the small space between them to the couch sliding across his lap. Her hands cupped the back of his neck, threading into his hair, "I want you to make an appearance to them. They're expecting a fleet to attack Sunnydale this Saturday."
"So you want me to be target A?" Angelus raised a high brow. "No,"
"It'll distract them while I gain their trust." Elizabeth quickly added.
"How are you going to do that?"
Elizabeth ran her fingers down his cheek, cutting a small slit across his skin with her manicured nail. "I'll reveal my true self to them."
"Buffy... I don't know." Angelus began. "They're gonna find out that you're really you and I'm really me and they're going to hunt us down—"
"—Not unless I tell them I'm one of the good guys."
"Vampire doesn't exactly scream nice and cuddly."
Elizabeth licked her tongue over the slit, tasting his powerful blood. "It does when you have a soul." She whispered into his ear and nipped at his earlobe.
Angelus turned his head looking down at her with amazement. He felt himself falling for her all over again. "You are my black Queen." He laced his fingers through her hair feeling its softness.
Elizabeth's smile widened as she leant closer to his mouth and captured his lips in a searing kiss.
The Bronze
Sitting at the table, Elizabeth sipping her drink listening to Willow try to teach Faith French but it failing miserably.
"La vache doit me touche de la jeudi." Faith stuttered through her textbook.
Willow frowned, "No, but... you said, the cow should touch me from Thursday. And you said it wrong."
With a huff, Faith closed the textbook on the table, "Je stink."
"Ne vous inquiétez pas Faith. Le plus vous pratiquez, plus vous deviendrez. (Don't worry Faith. The more you practice the better you will become.)" Elizabeth said surprising the girls sitting with her. She blinked looking up from her drink, "W-what?" She looked at them slightly embarrassed.
Willow shook her head reeling from the shock when Xander danced his way over from the dance floor. "Guys! I'm all alone out there! Somebody has to dance with me."
"Well, we're studying..." Willow turned the textbook page in front of her.
"C'mon, one dance! You've been studying for what... twelve minutes?"
Elizabeth stood from her tall stool wrapping a hand around Xander's arm, "I'm in."
The crew got up and make their way to the dance floor dancing to the rock song.
In the back corner of the club, a dark figure watched them closely tracking their every move. His eyes went from the redhead he presumed to be Willow. According to his love, Willow is the intelligent high schooler with an interest in magic. The dark haired boy drooling over Elizabeth is Xander and the brunette is the Slayer, Faith. His eyes narrowed watching the Vampire Slayer sway her hips, seducing the young men around her. Angelus rolled his eyes finding her naive and inexperienced.
Angelus circled around a group in the shadows like a predator stalking his prey. He stopped when his eyes fell on Elizabeth. He watched her move to the seductive rhythm hypnotising him. She had a sensual grace when she danced. She raised her arms above her head crossing her wrists. Her eyes closed feeling the music as she swayed erotically enticing him. Angelus licked his lips just thinking of what he was going to do to her later in the night. He closed his eyes composing himself and his inner desire.
The Master Vampire turned to the bar to a vampire awaiting his orders. "Go get something to eat." Angelus crossed his arms watching the vampire take a girl under his arm.
Angelus moved to the dance floor, "Where's the phone?" He began. "I need to call the police. There's someone out back trying to bite a girl."
In a flash, Faith took off with Willow and Xander following behind while Elizabeth held back and tossed her lover a winked before heading out to the back alley.
The vampire looked up from the girl strained in his hand's neck and growled at the brunette, "Slayer."
Faith whipped out a stake from her back pocket ready for action. "Slay-ee." She attacked the vampire with a fiery force while Willow and Xander stood behind watching desperately while Elizabeth studied the young Slayer carefully. She was a scrapie fighter, her punches and kicks were unclean and wild. Faith was not as quick as Elizabeth expected maybe with more motivation she will be.
The vampire snarled, "I don't need to wait for Saint Vigeous. Your mine!" He attacked the Slayer. Faith threw the vampire into the wall watching him fall onto his back, "Angelus, give me a hand!" Faith staked the vampire to dust and wiped her hands turning back to her friends when a loud clap echoed against the brick walls and a dark and handsome vampire emerged from the darkness.
"Nice work, lass." He crossed his arms with a smirk.
"Who are you?" Faith asked on guard sensing he was a vampire.
Angelus moved around toward the end of the hallway stuffing his hands into the pockets of his long leather coat slowly stepping back into the black shadows. "You'll find out on Saturday."
"What happens on Saturday?" Faith called out.
"I kill you." A smug smile dancing on his lips as he ominously disappeared.
Sunnydale High Library
"Angelus?" Giles asked with surprise immediately disappearing into his back office for his books. "Are you sure that's what the other vampire called him? Angelus?" Giles poked his head out from the office doorway.
"Yeah. I'm sure." Faith said sitting in the chair bored out of her mind.
Xander paced back in forth with worry. "I don't like this. A vampire should not be that good looking."
Jenny rolled her eyes, "Whoever he is, we'll need all the help we can get come this Saturday."
Xander looked at Jenny wagging his hand at her. "She's got a point. This Night of Saint Vigeous deal, if they're gonna attack in force shouldn't we be thinkin' vacation?"
Willow shook her head, "We can't run, that would be wrong. Could we hide? I mean if that Angelus Guy is leading the attack... sorry, was that audible?" Willow sunk down in her chair.
Faith waved her head without a worry, "Whatever. This guy can't be any worse than any other vamp I've killed."
"I'm afraid this particular vampire far worse." Giles walked out of the office with an open book in his hand and worry written on his features. "There was nothing about Angelus in the texts, but then it occurred to me it's been ages since I've read the diaries of the Watchers who came before me."
Faith frowned, "You did all of that in three minutes?"
"Well, it wasn't hard. There's mention of a man about two hundred years ago in Ireland called, Angelus; the one with the angelic face." Giles lifted his eyes to the group.
With keen interest, Elizabeth sat back in her chair giving the Watcher her full attention.
"So Angelus' been around for a while," Willow said.
"Not long for a vampire, two hundred and forty years or so." Giles turned to Elizabeth sitting nearest to him. "Do you know of him, Buffy?"
Elizabeth frowned pretending to rake her mind for any information regarding that nebulous image the Watcher had created. "Vaguely, he's known as, the Scourge of Europe, right?"
"I'm afraid to ask how he got that nickname." Xander huffed taking a seat beside Cordelia.
Giles skimmed over the text. "Well, it says here; Angelus leaves Ireland, wreaks havoc across Europe for decades, then claims a mate..." The Watcher silently read on with rising concern.
"What's a mate?" Willow asked.
Giles removed his glasses, "Mating is like a marriage of sorts. Only that it's a stronger bond and it lasts for eternity. Once you have claimed a mate, you may never annul a mate. There are no divorces in the Underworld."
"Everlasting love..." Faith frowned, "Doesn't really scream 'Evil'."
"What does the bond mean exactly?" Xander asked.
"Um... I don't really know. Mated couples have a strong sense of one another when they're near or in pain. From a passage I once read, when a mate is killed the remaining vampire or demon felt nothing but agonising and unbearable pain. Once you are mated, no other demon may touch you— if you understand my meaning..." Giles cleared his throat awkwardly. "It's known to all in every dimension, Good and Evil of whom you belong to."
"So this Angelus has a mate?" Jenny looked at Giles. "Is she dangerous?"
Giles turned the pages of the Watcher's Diaries. His face fell and his widened with apparent fear. "Oh, dear Lord." His voice trailed off leaving the room on edge.
"Giles!" Faith urged him on.
"Oh, sorry, it's just, it says here that Angelus' mate is Pulchra Creatura which is Latin and it translates to; Beautiful Creature."
Faith shrugged, "So?"
"Pulchra Creatura is commonly knowns as, Elizabeth. She hails from the wealthy part of England. She is known to be one of the worst kind of demon. Sired by Vlad III, Prince of Wallachia. We all know him as simply, Count Dracula—"
"—She was sired by Dracula!" Xander shouted with wide astonished eyes. "Wait, what does Sire mean?"
"He turned her into a vampire," Elizabeth said before Giles had the chance to answer.
Giles looked at the blonde, "Do you know of Elizabeth, Buffy?"
Elizabeth looked up at him from under her long black lashes and played dumb, "Ugh... just from urban legends. She ran around with Drac for a while then they broke up sometime between the French Revolution and the Crimean War. Which would mean she's been mated to Angelus for about... a hundred and forty years give or take... Gee that's a long time..." she frowned feeling the sudden weight of her age. You're three hundred and ten and that's counting your human years!
Giles looked up to Xander, "I think your suggestion of running away this Saturday may have been a good one. Elizabeth had fought eight Vampire Slayers in the last century and she's killed them all. She's been suitably dubbed, The Slayer of Slayers." Giles read the text and looked up at Faith.
The Scoobies stared at the Watcher with wide frightened eyes. Elizabeth stayed quiet blending into the background relishing the scent of their fear.
Crawford Mansion
Master Bedroom
Elizabeth closed the door behind her and turned to see Angelus sitting in the bed with an open sketchbook over his knee.
Elizabeth slipped off her shoes and crossed the room to him. She climbed onto the bed and laid her head against his shoulder watching him move the charcoal across the page creating delicate lines.
"Did you have a good day?" Angelus asked without looking up from the sketchbook.
"They learned about us."
Angelus turned his head to her, "They know about you?"
"No, not know, know but they're aware that you and I are mated and she's very dangerous."
Angelus grinned, "You bet she is." He dipped his head down, pressing his mouth over hers in a soft kiss.
"This is beautiful." Elizabeth took the sketchbook and looked over his new drawing. She loved to thumb through his sketchbooks and books of original drawings. They were a sort of diary telling his story from who he was to who he is now. Many of his sketchbooks were filled with just Elizabeth. He obsessed over the tiniest details which made the drawing breathtaking. He drew every significant thing that had ever happened in his long life into his sketchbooks.
Elizabeth's eyes ran over the small child dying on the floor of his home with his parents tied to a chair watching desperately unable to do a thing. "Any word on Spike and Drusilla?"
"They should arrive any time now."
With a nod, Elizabeth removed the sketchbook from his hand and placed it on the nightstand. "Good," she sat up and positioned herself across his lap, straddling him. "We will need them." She took off her blouse top and removed the black lace bra from her shoulders.
Angelus pushed aside the art supplies letting his eyes fall over her beautiful body. Even after all this time, he always looked at her as if it were his first time doing so. If he were alive, her beauty alone would've taken his breath away.
"What do you want me to do on Saint Vigeous?" Angelus asked.
Elizabeth opened his shirt then leant forward, kissing the scarred mark on his neck. "Since when do we ever play by the rules, lover?"
Angelus grinned clenching his hands around her bottom, "Never."
Elizabeth drew her head back to look at him. "Tomorrow then. Take them by surprise. But don't kill them."
"C'mon, Buf, now you're just stealing my fun."
Elizabeth wrapped her arms around his neck and ground herself over his erection causing him to moan. "I'll make it up to you, baby."
Angelus ripped off her skirt then impatiently unfastened the buttons of his pants. He rolled her onto her back and settled between her legs.
His mouth coated her body with cool wet kisses, tasting her skin. Angelus picked up his head and asked, "What about the others, you said tomorrow was their fucking parent's thing or another..."
"It is." Elizabeth dragged her hands from around his face and down his chest. Angelus groaned with desire when she grasped her hand around his standing cock. She watched his face with amusement as he succumbed to her seduction. "Kill the parents for all I care." She whispered into his ear and bit his earlobe with blunt teeth.
Angelus lifted his head narrowing his eyes over her and entered her body with unrelenting force. Her fingers dug into his shoulders but she did not shudder away. She never shuddered away from him.
He rolled his hips at a ruthless pace. Angelus growled at the magical warmth she always seemed to create whenever he entered her body. She urged him to hasten the already merciless pace as the heels of her feet dug into the backs of his thighs.
Elizabeth grabbed his face with her hands and smashed her mouth to his lips. Her tongue slipped between the barrier of his lips and duelled against his for dominance.
Next Evening
Sunnydale High Lobby
Elizabeth entered the school moving around unseen by the teachers and parents. She turned the corner and bumped into a short troll looking man.
Principal Snyder glared at the blonde woman seeing trouble written all over her face. "You. I know you," Snyder sneered. "l wonder what fantastical excuse you will suddenly come up with to explain why you are late. Where's your mother?"
Elizabeth gave him her best pout, "Well, gee, I don't know, Mister."
"There are things I will not tolerate. Students loitering on campus after school. Horrible murders with hearts being removed. And also smoking." Snyder glared.
Elizabeth raised a high brow unthreatened by the short man. A sudden hand clenched around the principal's neck. She lifted him slightly off of the ground and slammed his back against the lockers. Snyder's eyes widened frightened of the seemingly frail young woman.
"Y-you're her." Snyder swallowed with petrified fear.
Her hand tightened around his neck. "I will say this to you once. And only once. If you ever speak to me that way again, I will rip you open by your spine you worthless troll." Elizabeth dropped the Principal onto his feet.
"I'm so sorry." Snyder bowed his head begging for her forgiveness.
Elizabeth took his tie and wiped invisible dirt from her hands. "In a few minutes, Angelus will be crashing through that window with his men." She pointed to the large window in the lobby with her eyes. "If you get in his way, I cannot guarantee that you won't be harmed. So..." Elizabeth looked at Snyder, "Run." She patted his balding head.
Snyder took off in the opposite direction when the hall lights turned off.
Like clockwork, Angelus kicked through the large glass window. The vampire lackey's invaded into the school from behind the Master Vampire while everyone else ran away with a fright.
"What can I say?" Angelus grinned flashing his fangs. "I couldn't wait." He set his eyes on Faith standing across the hall. She ran in the opposite direction to the library with Xander following behind her.
Willow and Cordelia took off in the opposite direction finding an empty closet.
Angelus stepped down the small steps to the older man one of his lackey's had in its tight grasp.
The vampire flunkies ran back into the lobby awaiting their Master's orders. "We cut the power, nobody got out." A vampire said.
"And the Slayer?" Angelus turned his eyes golden eyes from the old man to the vampire.
The vampire frowned nervously, "She either went that way... or that way. I saw two others—"
Angelus growled grabbing the vampire by the front of its shirt. "You don't know?" Angelus roared. He dropped the vampire and took the older man by his neck and spun it around violently. "God, that feels good."
The swirling pleasurable wave in his chest told him that his mate was coming up behind. Angelus turned morphing from his demonic features to his handsome disguise. "Buffy?" He grinned with genuine happiness to see her.
Elizabeth emerged from the darkness. "What are you doing here, Angelus?"
"I wanted to see you." He told her as if it were obvious.
She expertly masked her amusement and ran her eyes over him. "It's been awhile."
"A lifetime or two, but who's counting." Angelus smiled darkly. He took a moment to soak in the sight before him. She always knew how to dress for him, even if her fashion choice for the evening was a bit delinquent, it still had his blood boiling. She wore a tan, a black striped v-neck sweater which hugged her curves perfectly. The black miniskirt settled on her hip was the perfect length. It did not reveal too much giving the ability to let the imagination run wild. His eyes lifted to the black choker around her perfect and smooth neck, covering her mate's scar. "Why, Ms Summers, you're beautiful." He licked his lips hungrily.
"Why are you here, Angelus?"
Angelus took a step forward wearing a mocking innocent face. "Well, I've been looking for you baby. Gosh, I was really hoping we can give us another go. What do you think, do we have a shot?"
Elizabeth did not respond only glaring at the vampire, "You shouldn't have come here."
"Why? Because of the Slayer? Ooh! I'm so scared!" Angelus laughed stepping closer. "I will kill her. I will kill her friends and her little dog, too. And I'll make you watch when I do. Mark my words, lover, this isn't over. Not. One. Bit." Angelus kissed the tip of her nose gently then spun away on his boot heel grabbing another captured human and sank his teeth into him before dropping him down to the ground making his grand exit.
Elizabeth watched the other vampire turn away quickly following their leader.
"Buffy?" The vampire turned to Faith standing at the end of the hallway holding a stake high in her hand. "What the fuck is going on?"
