Alright this chapter is a little longer than normal as I didn't want to separate the chapter into two. Thank you all so much for the reviews. There are a few more to go. This chapter contains sexual content. If you don't like this then don't read. As you all know I own nothing of the world of Buffy. Please review, please, please! I am actually begging for them now.

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Willow woke to find herself in a familiar room. Then it came to her, this is Angelus' room and she is on the bed where Buffy was raped. She stood up instantly in a dress she didn't remember putting on. Apparently Angelus now took to dressing her like some possession. The idea of being dressed reminded her of what it was like to be a doll and it disgusted her.

She was surprised to find a mirror in the room as Angelus would have no use for one. Then she remembered it from her former room or more specifically a beautiful prison. Her recent actions landed her less freedom. She didn't even have a choice in what she wore and to test her theory she tried to open the door. Upon further inspection she realized the lock wasn't even being used.

"Aperire." Willow focused on the door and it opened then quickly shut just as she was about to touch the door. "Did he…?" She read that Angelus is capable of doing a few small spells. He preferred to only use magic when truly needed or as a tool of manipulation. There was a reason he used magic instead of a regular lock.

Another spell was called for then. "End the spell that marks this space; end the bindings of its face." The door opened once again and took a cautious step towards the door before leaving the room.

The idea of casting a spell that got Buffy free came to mind but she needed to get to Giles first. She needed to save Giles because it was her fault he was here. Willow had only cast a locator spell once before and it took a lot of concentration. After a few deep breaths she attempted the spell. A small ball of light was formed in her mind and she created it between her hands. "Find Giles, Buffy's watcher."

It fled and she followed it running close behind it. It went under a door of another room. Another spell later she removed any charms placed on the door before entering. Giles was on a small bed and looked at her in shock. "Willow, thank goodness you're alright."

She ran to him and hugged him. "Never mind about me I have to get you out of here. I can use the spell that I used on Buffy."

"No, Willow Angelus wants to use you to find another witch. There's a way to re-ensoul Angelus. Please get out of here! There's not time!"

Willow never heard such desperation in his voice before and a string of fear filled her. She hesitated but was determined to do what she came here to do. "Find Buffy and her mother then. Protect them." She cast the spell and before Giles could protest he was gone and she fell to her knees drained but not as drained as before. It was a sign that she was improving.

Any positive thoughts were crushed with the laughter that filled the room. She stood on shaky legs and stared at Angelus with the most disgusting smile she had ever seen him wear. "Good job Willow. It seems you are improving with every day you use magic."

"I could use magic on you." The words held more bravery than she truly felt.

"Oh no, never thought of that. After almost two hundred years that never crossed my mind that a witch I now possess would turn against me." He put his hands up and spoke in a mocking tone. "Try it Willow. Give me your best shot. I'm sure all your little spell books would have something to harm a vampire."

"Why don't you cast a few spells yourself? You have the ability."

Angelus walked towards her. "It's more fun manipulating others to cast spells for me; like you are going to do for me."

"Like hell I will." She attempted the spell to leave the mansion. It would have to be done right as she'll be drained and helpless if caught. As she cast the spell and felt herself leave, a hand held onto her arm in an iron grip. She fell to the ground outside her house. Angelus was still holding onto her in a bruising grip. There was no way he was letting her go.

They landed just outside her front door. Willow looked up at the door then into Angelus' face that gave her a very worrisome smile. She was depleted of any energy and could only stare up at him with fear. The spell took far more energy than she had expected. Pulling Angelus along for the ride altered her destination. Powerful arms lifted her from the porch and her house drifted farther and farther away from her.

For the first time she wondered why no one was bothering them. A man carrying a female down a street to the cemetery doesn't get any attention. This town seems to have accepted odd behavior as most don't bother to question odd things because they learned well enough that it's best not to ask questions.

Angelus laid her close to a tombstone while looking at her in contemplation. He still wore that smile in his face that forewarned of a not to happy future. After what seemed like hours he finally bent down to speak to her. "You don't seem to listen very well Willow. It's as if you have this idea that I am not as dangerous as the books you read about me say. Well after seeing Buffy best me a few times and Angel tarnishing an invaluable reputation as a brutal killer I understand that you may think I'm not that bad."

He brushed the side of her face with a finger and she moved her face away. She backed up with what little strength she had against the tombstone. Fear took away any words she may have had and waited for him to continue.

"Ah, there's the fear. But we both know that it's superficial at best, that you will attempt to run or even fight me given the chance. I am not someone to underestimate. I was hoping that, that lesson would be taught later but tonight is as good as any."

"I don't, I…"

The same finger that stroked her cheek a moment ago covered her mouth to silence her. "I was talking and you're being rather rude. I've been told I talk too much. Now would you rather I talk or teach you why those books have been written about me?"

Willow remained silent and allowed him to continue his tirade. She realized that while he was talking she was safe.

Angelus could read her emotions and realized that she wanted him to talk, that her potential pain would be delayed if he spoke. He lifted her up by the back of her neck and pulled her to him, chest to chest. "I think I will educate you in what is written in so many books that so many watchers read with something close to lust." He pressed a hand into her back fracturing a rib. Her scream was lost in a kiss he gave her.

She was in an incredible amount of pain and had a very difficult time breathing even after the kiss. His hand was holding the tender spot where the damage was.

"I know that is very painful and could have killed you or punctured your lung with your rib. It's a fracture." He squeezed to get another scream out of her and laughed when he was rewarded. "Now how about the other side, I love a matching set." Pressure was applied and another scream filled the cemetery mixed with his laugher.

"That was fun." He threw her to the ground and she was winded from the pain and air forced out of her lungs.

Willow tried to crawl away but was stopped when he stepped on her shin and applied a warning amount of pressure with his foot.

"Please, don't!" She screamed out.

Her words sounded wonderful to his ears. He had instilled fear of physical pain now to toy with her mind. She was getting powerful, too powerful at too great a speed for his liking. Willow needed to fear attacking him. He was always prepared and would take great pleasure in what he was going to do next.

Angelus stepped back. "Leave, go home Willow."

She looked up at him with complete disbelief written all over her face.

"You are free to go." He placed his hands in his pockets and held onto a stone cast with a simple binding spell. He may not be able to cast spells of her level but he could manage a few charms if required. This will be just enough to get into her head and make sure that she got closer to being his.

Willow stood up holding onto the tombstone she was just laying next to a short while ago. She breathed in pain but took the time to study Angelus. "Then why are you still here?"

"I want to see you obey me. Go home Willow."

Not needing an excuse to leave she walked away looking over her shoulder. A huge part of her knew that this was a trick or lie but if there was a chance someone would spot her she could get help. She didn't make it more than two or three yards before she was pulled back to his feet.

"I told you to leave." He smacked her in the face. It wasn't too hard but strong enough to leave a mark.

This time she tried to run but was pulled back to his feet again and was once again rewarded with a smack to the face. This time it busted her lip.

Five more times she attempted to get away from him but it ended with the same result. After the final blow to her face she fought back. She aimed a strike at his face and felt the sting instead. Next she kicked his leg fell down in pain. Her shin was bleeding.

"Go on Willow attack me! Run from me!" He laughed at her fear.

"I can't. You did something to me." She started to cry hoping someone would hear and help her. Her sobs hurt and she had to control them as not to cause more pain to her damaged ribs.

The grave next to her started to move. She'd been on too many nights out with Buffy to know that a vampire will come out of the ground within minutes. She moved away from the grave but not too far from Angelus.

"Oh, looks like we'll have company soon. I'm not going anywhere and you can't run away. What are you going to do?" He asked the question in a teasing, condescending way. "You have no weapon, can't run more than a few yards at best and don't have enough magic in your system to be of any help."

Willow looked at him realizing that he wanted to beg her for help. "I'm not going to play. I'll let whoever is going to pop out of the ground here eat and kill me."

Before she could rethink her idea dirt covered hands pulled her back and she was thrown to the ground. She didn't even see the face before fangs grazed her neck and dirt went flying around her. The vampire was thrown down and held to the ground by Angelus.

"I get that you are new to all of this so I'll make this quick. She's mine and we are having a lover's quarrel." He went into game face. "You understand, right?"

"Um, yeah. Sure I do man. Hey no hard feelings, right?" The vampire smiled in game face doing his best to placate the obviously more powerful vampire above him. "I didn't know she was yours." He turned his head and saw a very worried and at the same time relieved Willow. "Willow, is that you?"

"Um yeah."

Angelus let the vampire get up. "Hey, it's me Robby, Robby Correct. I'm Andrew's brother. You helped him with chemistry last year."

"Oh yeah I remember." Willow tried to keep a straight face at what was a rather awkward moment. She knew a little about Robby, he was the jock type but pretty average. Now he was a demon.

"Now that introductions are over let's have some fun. Willow I want you to use that locator spell to find the witch that intends on re-ensouling me again. If you don't I'll let Robby here have some fun with you." Angelus turned to Robby and stood up. "As long as you don't drain her or leave any permanent marks on her that is."

Robby nodded. "I can manage that."

Willow had to think of something quick and wondered if Angelus was able to determine if she make the locator spell go to another person.

Angelus realized what she was thinking. "Come on now Willow, don't attempt to cheat. I won't like it."

"How would you know if I was lying or not?" Willow asked in defiance. She had to know his limits. The spell he had on her wasn't difficult but still very well used. From what she researched he could craft a few spells but nothing that required control after the words were said.

He smiled grabbing the back of her neck. "Because of the lack of guilt you'll have on your face if you led me into a trap. Here's a question for you, what do you think I would do to you if you lied to me?"

Willow scratched at his hands and received painful cuts on hers from her actions. The spell was still in play. "You won't kill me."

"I can make it that you'll beg me to."

The panic that was pushed back for far too long bubbled to the surface. Tears started to form and a soft wail escaped her lips. Angelus let go of her neck and held her by the shoulders. She fought; attempting to push him away from her but his hold was too tight.

He let her go and she ran only to be pulled back again at his feet. She received a resounding slap in the face once again for her repeated efforts to free herself. Fighting was no good nor was running away. Willow needed something to vent her rage at and found a target.

Robby saw raw fury in her eyes and part of him really regretted waking up this night. It would be his last and he knew it. "Hey put a leash on her will you, man?"

Willow placed all her pain and anger into her hands and sparks of fire formed. She threw them at Robby and he burst into flames on impact. He only screamed for a minute before he turned to dust.

"That's it Willow, felt good didn't it? All that power. He was at your complete mercy."

It wasn't enough for her. Robby's death was too quick for her and it only fueled the rage she felt. The tombstone became her next target. The stone began to crack, pieces of it fell to the ground until it blew apart sending rock shards in different directions.

"That's all you have?" He knew this wasn't over and was pleased to find that another vampire was making his way up from a grave. "We have company Willow. No different than the one you dusted."

She wanted to turn her hate towards Angelus, to make him scream and suffer but knew that it would be a mistake if she tried. Just as she was about to test that theory a soil covered hand grabbed her ankle. It was the breaking point for her and she lifted the creature up from the grave with an outstretched hand. He was only a foot from her hand, suspended in mid air.

"What is going on?" The newly raised vampire said in surprise.

Willow saw the creature suspended at her complete mercy. She enjoyed the feeling of having so much power over something, anything at this point. Bones started to snap and a scream filled the air followed by dust.

She was buzzing off the magic that filled her veins. For the first time she felt really powerful. Angelus stood feet from her with his classic smile on his face with no trace of fear.

"How does it feel to have so much power Willow? Not the actions of some little bookworm."

His words began to worry her while at the same time infuriate her. "Are you implying that I've changed in some way? I'm still the same person."

"You killed two people tonight."

"They were demons, vampires that wanted to harm me."

"You enjoyed killing them."

"I…no it wasn't like that."

He pulled her to him and whispered in her ear. "Buffy killed hundreds but never enjoyed their suffering. You heard that scream a few moments ago and enjoyed it."

Willow refused to believe his words. "They were evil. Of course I enjoyed their suffering."

"There's no difference between enjoying the suffering of humans or vampires. You enjoyed something suffering at your hands. You are dangerous now Willow." His hands touched her so softly now, holding her.

"I can harm you then." She looked up searching his face for anger.

He stepped away from her and opened his arms. "Well then, take your best shot at me. I am sure you still have some rage left over to vent. Do your very worst."

She picked up a rather sharp piece of stone and levitated it with her hand. It was millimeters from his throat then moved to his heart. "It won't kill you but it may kill me. Maybe that's what I want."

He stepped towards the stone and let it break his skin. She groaned in pain as her skin started to bleed. "Do it, step closer!"

"In your court now Willow."

The stone pulled back and went to his neck. She had the stone press into his skin and allowed the pain to consume her as it also pierced the skin of her neck. The smell of blood filled the air. Angelus was more than ready to take her then and there but he needed to wait for her to come to him. Willow was so close to the edge, to accept him, to join him.

Willow could once again feel rage build up in her. She hated the creature before her. He was too beautiful, too cleaver and she hated the fact he knew it as well. Sparks filled her hands ready to attack and she needed to do something with the energy building up in her.

She struck his face and felt the cold burn across hers. Rage built up again and she threw her anger to the ground that flew up around them sending grass, soil and tombstone shards around them. The fragments tore at their clothes and skin.

"I hate you, you did this to me!"

"This is what you are Willow!" He went to game face taunting her. He really wanted her to push further, to go deeper and darker.

She threw soil at him with magic. He covered his face not wanting to get it in his eyes. "I am not evil or dark or anything you want me to be!"

"That's my girl, get it all out, have a nice little cry! You'll feel better for it."

She attempted to strike him again but found her lips pressed against his. All her rage had to go somewhere and there was nothing to take her rage out against this time. Her hands pulled against his clothes, tearing at them in her anger. He smiled pleased that she was giving into her power as it was controlling her now.

Angelus took off his leather jacket and let her finish tearing off his shirt. He tore open the front of her dress exposing her beasts, thankful that he hadn't bothered dressing her in any underwear.

They fought each other with their tongues for dominance. He was too skilled and consumed her mouth. Willow dug her nails into his shoulder, causing her additional pain as well.

Soon they were on the ground. He lay under her allowing her this rare moment of assumed power over him. Willow was possessed by the power in her veins mixed with the feeling of pain and anger. Within moments she moved down so that he fully entered her. Angelus hissed in pleasure as she moved slowly taking her time.

Pain, pleasure and anger surrounded her blending into a single sensation of power.

Her pace increased and any hesitation she may have had before vanished as she held onto his arms for support. They were so close to completion and that beautiful tension was close to snapping. He reached up and pulled her to him, biting into her neck as she reached completion.

A few minutes passed and Willow calmed down, realization of what she had done dawning on her. She broke down in tears against his chest, her hand in a fist half heartedly hitting him.

He stood up lifting her up with him. His movements were gentle as not to cause her any pain. He sliced a cut in his neck and held her mouth to it. "Drink, it will help heal you." She didn't resist and drank a mouthful. He pulled her way and kissed away any remaining blood on her lips.

Willow wanted this night to end and leaned against him begging for the darkness to consume her. All the magic she used drained her beyond any limits she even knew she had. Overconsumption of magic started to settle in with her knees giving out and a complete loss of muscle use. He placed her gently on the ground as he put on his jacket. The stone in his pocket had served its purpose. One more attempt and Willow would have realized that the bonding was temporary. It was highly doubtful that she would attempt an escape or attack again. It would be like her to try but he would be prepared for that event. He picked her up and brought her back to the mansion.

Upon arrival of his room he placed her in his bed very pleased with tonight's events. He was at first upset that she almost escaped from him. If he hadn't grabbed her at the last second she would have made it into her house, safe from him for a time. His next thoughts turned to the witch and what Giles would do now that he is free to study and prepare to fight.

He left to room to find Aaron standing close to the fireplace. "I have some news you'll like. The witch has been contacted but may be convinced not to follow through with the spell."

Angelus was pleased indeed but was not going to take a chance. "How did you come to that conclusion?"

"Amy, the witch Spike and Joyce found practices dark magic."

The corners of Angelus' mouth twitched upward in pleasure. "It seems something is looking out for me after all."

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