Something New
by AlienPred18
Disclaimer: The same as in Part 1
Notes: The same as in Part 1
Darla loved men. They were so easy to manipulate and control. All she had to do was bat her eyes and lick her lips ever so slowly and pretty some they were offering her their soul. Of course she always settled for their blood, but it was nice to know that she had options. Much to her chagrin, the same applied to demons, who were ogling her and Drusilla as they sat in the karaoke bar.
"Why are we here again, Dru?" Darla asked for what seemed like the hundredth time. She had absolutely no idea why she let the insane vampire convince her to come to this inane bar. The last time she had been here, she'd been with... Her demon raged within her.
Drusilla looked at Darla with knowing eyes. "Your demon howls for daddy," she said solemnly. When Darla scowled at her, she reassured, "Death will sing tonight. He will make it all go away, including the Angel-beast... and Spike." Then she went back to listening to a Hesta demon destroy Sinatra's "Witchcraft."
Darla looked at Drusilla for a second. Dru rarely talked about the peroxide blonde vampire. Her demon once again raged within her, but this time it was toward the Slayer. The blonde bitch had cost them both their boys. Sure, Angelus had his curse before she was even born, but he'd have never had the guts to stake her if it weren't the Slayer.
Since Darla was inwardly cursing the Slayer, she completely missed the four new figures who entered the bar. Brandon was practically beside himself. The show hardly did the karaoke bar justice.
"Hi, welcome to Ciritas," The Host said welcoming them, "If there's anything I can heeeel...," he continued before promptly fainting at the sight of Brandon. Unfortunately, there was a table behind him, so he knocked it down on his way down. This, of course, got everyone's attention, including the two female vampires.
Dru took one look at Brandon and whispered, "Death." Then she started heading towards him as if in a trance. Darla, on the other hand, noticed the people around him and was surprised because one had definitely been dead the last time she saw him. She only got to ponder on the possible reasons for a second, because Holland had also noticed her and they were trying to get to the door.
"Like hell you will," she muttered to herself, before jumping up to catch them. Unfortunately, Dru had only made it half way to them and she was having trouble pushing through the crowd. Darla looked around before heading in the opposite direction of the front door.
It's funny how your definition of the world can turn from fun to scary in one quick glance. Brandon had seen Drusilla coming towards him and the sight scared the hell out of him. Needless to say, being in her presence was much scarier than watching her on TV. They finally got out the door.
"Don't worry," Holland said trying to sound convincing and failing miserably, "We'll be at the car before they even get close to the door." Perhaps a part of him truly believed that. Of course, that was before he turned the corner and saw Darla leaning on their car with the driver, dead at her feet.
"Hello Holland. How've you been seen I last ate you?" she said with glee at seeing the terror on their faces. She pushed off the car and started stalking towards them. They tried to back away, but Drusilla was blocking their path. Lindsey and Lilah were quickly knocked out leaving Holland and Brandon.
"I'll take that. Thank you," Darla said grabbing Brandon and knocking him out. "Now you," she said looking back at Holland. "It's very rare that get to kill someone twice," she purred before she rammed her fist into his chest, "I think I'll take a souvenir to remember the occasion."
by AlienPred18
Disclaimer: The same as in Part 1
Notes: The same as in Part 1
Darla loved men. They were so easy to manipulate and control. All she had to do was bat her eyes and lick her lips ever so slowly and pretty some they were offering her their soul. Of course she always settled for their blood, but it was nice to know that she had options. Much to her chagrin, the same applied to demons, who were ogling her and Drusilla as they sat in the karaoke bar.
"Why are we here again, Dru?" Darla asked for what seemed like the hundredth time. She had absolutely no idea why she let the insane vampire convince her to come to this inane bar. The last time she had been here, she'd been with... Her demon raged within her.
Drusilla looked at Darla with knowing eyes. "Your demon howls for daddy," she said solemnly. When Darla scowled at her, she reassured, "Death will sing tonight. He will make it all go away, including the Angel-beast... and Spike." Then she went back to listening to a Hesta demon destroy Sinatra's "Witchcraft."
Darla looked at Drusilla for a second. Dru rarely talked about the peroxide blonde vampire. Her demon once again raged within her, but this time it was toward the Slayer. The blonde bitch had cost them both their boys. Sure, Angelus had his curse before she was even born, but he'd have never had the guts to stake her if it weren't the Slayer.
Since Darla was inwardly cursing the Slayer, she completely missed the four new figures who entered the bar. Brandon was practically beside himself. The show hardly did the karaoke bar justice.
"Hi, welcome to Ciritas," The Host said welcoming them, "If there's anything I can heeeel...," he continued before promptly fainting at the sight of Brandon. Unfortunately, there was a table behind him, so he knocked it down on his way down. This, of course, got everyone's attention, including the two female vampires.
Dru took one look at Brandon and whispered, "Death." Then she started heading towards him as if in a trance. Darla, on the other hand, noticed the people around him and was surprised because one had definitely been dead the last time she saw him. She only got to ponder on the possible reasons for a second, because Holland had also noticed her and they were trying to get to the door.
"Like hell you will," she muttered to herself, before jumping up to catch them. Unfortunately, Dru had only made it half way to them and she was having trouble pushing through the crowd. Darla looked around before heading in the opposite direction of the front door.
It's funny how your definition of the world can turn from fun to scary in one quick glance. Brandon had seen Drusilla coming towards him and the sight scared the hell out of him. Needless to say, being in her presence was much scarier than watching her on TV. They finally got out the door.
"Don't worry," Holland said trying to sound convincing and failing miserably, "We'll be at the car before they even get close to the door." Perhaps a part of him truly believed that. Of course, that was before he turned the corner and saw Darla leaning on their car with the driver, dead at her feet.
"Hello Holland. How've you been seen I last ate you?" she said with glee at seeing the terror on their faces. She pushed off the car and started stalking towards them. They tried to back away, but Drusilla was blocking their path. Lindsey and Lilah were quickly knocked out leaving Holland and Brandon.
"I'll take that. Thank you," Darla said grabbing Brandon and knocking him out. "Now you," she said looking back at Holland. "It's very rare that get to kill someone twice," she purred before she rammed her fist into his chest, "I think I'll take a souvenir to remember the occasion."