Chapter 10 "The Devil Inside of Her"


Angel was chained against a huge, stone wall. The sharp, rigged wall penetrated his back, piercing deep. The hand cuffs were tight and numbed his hands. The underground tunnel of Sunnydale wasn't the best place to be down; all the rodents running amuck, the gut wrenching stench the followed those fluffy friends. Not even God was present in this awful setting. Angel stood alone against the stone, waiting for answers. Why did this person save him from the crash? What does this person want to do with him?

While pondering these questions back and forth, the crypt door slammed open. A cloaked figured entered the dismal room. They glided front and back, swinging to a lit candle that flickered. The fingers that belonged to the mysterious kidnapper latched onto the wax. Angel could tell that the robed person was a female. Her hands were smooth and cold. She slid towards him, tilting the candle near his exposed chest. The dark, ruby wax slowly trickled down his skin, burning, and pain. Angel pursed his lips and squinted his eyes, trying to ignore the pain. A silent giggle came from behind the darkened hood.

Angel re-gathered his ability to move after the pouring of the wax, only to be welcomed by a ceremonial dagger. This weapon was unlike anything he had ever seen. It was beautifully crafted and shone with the flickering candle. The tip was sharp and good for penetrating tough surfaces. Tiny markings were placed along the metal, catching Angel's eye. What were these mysterious markings? While lost in awe of the shiny weapon, he felt the pain of it entering his chest. He gasped for air and hollered in pain. The dagger was dug deep into his chest, tearing through the flesh, entering the ribcage.

Dark scarlet blood left his wound and fell onto the floor, puddles and puddles. The cloaked female dug deeper, reciting various Latin words, which reverberated off the rocky walls. Angel couldn't stand the pain, he wished she would just stab the heart, make him dust. "Sorry honey, I'm a vampire. A stab in the chest doesn't just kill me." he muttered. She pushed the knife deeper and was cheek to cheek with him, touching ever so lightly. She kissed his smooth cheek and left a marking of her red lips.

"I know, Angelus." she whispered, pulling off the huge hood. Angel looked up at the woman standing before him. She began to laugh, dancing around the room.

"Drusilla," he coughed. "When did you get here?"

"Grand-mum needed some help restoring the Order of Aurelius. I figured that I would reunite the four of us again." spoke Drusilla. Her sharp nails caressed his face.

"And Spike?"

"I haven't seen him ever since last year. I wish to bring us back, Angelus. I miss those days and those meals we gathered 'round." Drusilla giggled, feeling herself up and down. She swayed, hugging herself once again, and then quickly turning into a moan. She feared the stone ceiling and she ran to the corner of the room. "The slayers are on their way." she mumbled. Her arms embraced herself tightly, not letting go. Angel hardly could move, the pain was unbearable, and he was running low on blood. He needed to eat and he needed to eat now. The veins were turning dark purple and his skin was losing more colours. Angel was fading away in the darkness; no weakness was attacking at full mode. Drusilla continued her frenzy in the corner of the crypt. She held onto her head as if it would blow away. "Oh, the stars are preaching to me. Please don't tease this young maiden, for I will fear many!" she shouted. Angel's struggle increased and was hard to handle.

"Thus the end shall come and dust will brush the earthly plains." she mumbled continuously. Angel tried to release himself from the chains, until the door slammed open. Faith and Buffy had entered the crypt with their weapons ready. Buffy notice Angel against the wall, losing his energy. With fear sinking deep, she held her hand against his open wound. Slowly, she kissed his cheek, trying to minimize the severe pain.

"Don't you dare die on me!" she demanded. Suddenly, Drusilla jumped Faith from behind her. She wrapped her strong arms around Faith's neck, cutting the air from entering. With quick movements from side to side, the slayer tried to swing the vampire off of her. Drusilla held tighter and tighter until eventually, Faith began to dry heave. Back and forth, the two were swinging in frenzy, both trying to hurt one another. Faith ran back first into a wall, slamming Drusilla against the stone. Her body slumped to the hard ground, quickly regaining the ability to bring herself back up. Faith used all her might to kick Drusilla in the stomach, hard enough to have blood trickle down the vampire's mouth. Meanwhile, Buffy kissed Angel and then they were cheek to cheek. He was dying and needed to be fed warm blood. She didn't know what to do, there were no blood factories near and she needed blood fast. With the bash of her iron axe, the chains fell to the ground. He released from the wall and fell to his knees in front of Buffy. She leaned beneath him to carry his heavy body over to the wall. "Please, stay with me. I need you here with me." she whispered, averting her eyes over to Faith, whom was kicking the ass out of Drusilla.

"Faith, I need your help!" she yelled, wrapping her arm around Angel's shoulders. Buffy embraced him tightly, never to let him go. He was weak and loosing the rest of the life he had in him. The blood loss was severe and his eye sight was slowly fading away. Angel tried to wave his hand around to meet her soft face, but he was too weak from the loss of blood. Faith continued to punch Drusilla in the face, blood all over herself. For some reason, Faith enjoyed this. In her mind, nothing but pure darkness took over. Drusilla's perfect, cool face had twisted into a wrinkled, rough texture. The piercing of her deep yellow eyes penetrated through Faith, triggering the devil inside of her, the monster that Faith was ready to kill. Faith grabbed her stake and was about to pierce the vampire, but to her surprise, Buffy pushed her arm away.

"I told you to stop." she said, pushing her away. Faith backed with thoughts, morbid thoughts rushing through her being. She wanted ever so badly to just rid of everyone. Not even thinking before her action, she swung her first towards Buffy, knocking her to her knees. Buffy kneel shocked with her hand covering the appearing, dark purple bruise. She quickly snapped her jaw back into place and nuzzled out of her crouched ball, kicking Faith in the stomach. Faith was pushed back with extreme force behind the other slayers kick. Enough so that she broke through a stone pillar. Particles of dusty white powder covered over her eyes, making her blind to the world.

"What are you doing?" shouted Buffy. "There's no time to fight out your problems on other people!"

Faith jumped out of the cloud of smoke with full power. Tackling Buffy to the ground, she began a series of episodes. Buffy was utterly shocked as Faith talked to herself as different viewpoints. Faith sat on top of Buffy contemplating her own actions, as if she were various people. She screamed and she screamed that was followed by tears. Buffy wondered if this was the effect that the car crash had on her. Killing three people wasn't going to be easy to live with afterwards.

"Faith, pull it together!" Buffy yelled repeatedly. There was no communication between Faith and Buffy. She couldn't get a word out to her. Drusilla took this to her advantage, picking a large rock off the ground and raising it above Faith's head. With Angel unconscious on the ground and Faith not paying attention, who was going to prevent the rock from killing the slayer? Suddenly, a small piece of wood came through Drusilla's back (just missing her heart) and out in the front. Blood dripped off the knife, causing her to collapse onto the stone floor. Buffy looked above her, where Willow was standing, exhausted.

"Will?" she questioned. Willow was weak, bruised, her wounds exposed and some broken bones. Her hair was messy and the clothes she had on were slashed. Willow had escaped Darla's ties and headed to where she heard voices. Escaping was a complete bitch, dodging all the creatures that lurked below. With the last bit of her energy, she lifted a piece of wood off the ground and pierced Drusilla. Faith suddenly broke free from her tantrum and jumped off Buffy. She looked lost and alone. Faith headed towards the crypt entrance, leaving in the darkened night, out of sight. "No Faith, wait!" Buffy called but she had already gone.

Willow smiled, hugging Buffy. "I missed you guys so much. I was so scared." Willow cried, embracing her friend. Buffy started to tear, curious how Willow found a way out of the tunnels. When Buffy turned to look at Drusilla, she had already left the crypt without them knowing. Both girls turned to face Angel, who was completely out of it.

"We need to get him to the mansion." Buffy said, running with Willow to his aid. Hours passed and soon the sun had risen from its deep slumber. Buffy walked down the empty street, pondering about her night. After vastly scanning the morning papers for any signs of dead cops, nothing had appeared. To her surprise, the news had nothing to do with three cops deceased. Buffy couldn't grasp the thought why she was so happy that they were never found yet. That was horrible to smile, Buffy she whispered out loud.

Her hands dug deep into her warm pockets, not allowing any exposure of the skin to the cold air. Her long, sweater jacket wasn't enough to block the chilly winds that billowed on into town. Heading towards the trashy motel, she walked over to Faith's room. Knocking on the door, she hesitated to speak. What if Faith didn't want to speak with her after the confrontation last night? It was a risk that Buffy was willing to take. She needed to talk with Faith about the situation. Killing three people wasn't just going to brush off their shoulders, Buffy wouldn't let that happen.

Faith opened the door, noticing it was Buffy. She slammed the door to unlock the chain, opening it for her afterwards. Buffy took that as a signal to let herself into the small, crammed room. Faith walked into her bathroom, doing her laundry with a tooth brush and cold water from the tap. "So, what's cooking, B? How's Angel darling?" she asked. Buffy crossed her arms, shaking her head.

"He's stable and Willow is in the hospital, recovering fine. Giles brought over some animal blood to supplement for human blood." she said, frowning. "Faith, I wanted to talk about last night. I know it was traumatizing but we need to discuss what we're going to do." Buffy said. Faith shrugged her shoulders, hanging the wet shirt on a dresser shelf.

"What is there to talk about?" Faith challenged.

"You killed three policemen, of course there's something to talk about!" Buffy shouted. Faith suddenly became angered.

"Hey! We killed three guys." Faith tried to correct. Her choice was to place blame upon Buffy as well.

"Three men are dead!" Buffy complained. Faith sat on her bed, caressing one of her bruises.

"So what? Why do I have to care?" Faith smiled.


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