Something New
by AlienPred18
Disclaimer: See part 1
Notes: See previous parts
Angel looked at Drusilla for what seemed like the millionth time. He had no idea what to do with her. She wasn't going to help them willingly. He had tried reasoning with her, which was pointless since she was insane. He tried coaxing and she still didn't give. Darla had suggested torture, but when Dru heard her, she just giggled and begged them to. He remembered Willow had turned an interesting shade of red when Dru had suggested that he give her a spanking for being naughty.
"Let's just kill her," Darla suggested again. She really thought was their only option at this point. It was obvious Dru wasn't going to help at any time, so why should they keep her. Not to mention that she would get much pleasure from seeing her turned to dust.
"We can't," Angel said, although he was running out of reasons for Darla.
"I have an idea," Willow said, getting their attention. "What if I entered her mind?"
"You can't read our minds," Darla answered her. How could Angelus put up with these idiots?
"No, not read her mind. Enter her mind," Willow clarified. "I could actually put my consciousness into hers. Who knows? Maybe if I can see what she's thinking, I might be able to find a way to convince her to help us," she said, shrugging as if to say it was worth a shot.
"No way Willow," Angel said.
"Why not? I can do it," Willow argued.
"It's not a matter of whether you can do it or not. It's too dangerous. You have no idea what you could encounter in there," he argued back. "Not to mention the fact that she's insane, so that makes this even more dangerous. Plus the fact that she's a vampire and you may not be prepared to see some of the things she's done. Trust me, a vampire's mind is not a place for innocents," he finished.
"Angel," Willow screamed, angry at his condenscending presumption. "I have lived on top of the hellmouth all my life. I have seen people who I know, who I care about, die, some by your hands. I've nearly died more times than I'd care to count. I've even been offered the chance to become a demon. And I have killed a goddess, who dared to hurt the one person I love more than the world. I am hardly innocent," she finished, still enraged by Angel's comments.
The rage inside of Willow was coming off her in waves and Darla respect for the young witch had moved up several notches. She even, unconsciously, stepped away from Willow. When she looked at Angel she couldn't help but laugh inwardly at his nervousness.
Angel was cursing himself. How could he have said such things to Willow? It was just easy to forget how much she had encountered in her life. He also knew he had better remedy the situation before she decided to show him just how powerful she was. "You're right. I'm sorry. It's just I don't want you to get hurt," he said contritely.
Willow looked at him for a second. "I know, but I'm not a little girl anymore. I've grown a lot since high school."
"Yeah, I'm know. I just didn't realize how much."
"Hey, I promise I'll be careful," she reassured. "Besides if I didn't, we'd both have to face Tara's wrath and trust me an Apocalypse is less scary." She smiled when she got a laugh out of Angel.
"What are you going to need?" Angel asked after a moment.
"Twenty-four candles and some jasmine incense," she answered, after thinking for a moment.
"It's still light out, so I'll make the run," Gunn offered, then headed out the tunnel.
"So now we wait," Darla muttered, while looking at Dru, who was staring off into space.
by AlienPred18
Disclaimer: See part 1
Notes: See previous parts
Angel looked at Drusilla for what seemed like the millionth time. He had no idea what to do with her. She wasn't going to help them willingly. He had tried reasoning with her, which was pointless since she was insane. He tried coaxing and she still didn't give. Darla had suggested torture, but when Dru heard her, she just giggled and begged them to. He remembered Willow had turned an interesting shade of red when Dru had suggested that he give her a spanking for being naughty.
"Let's just kill her," Darla suggested again. She really thought was their only option at this point. It was obvious Dru wasn't going to help at any time, so why should they keep her. Not to mention that she would get much pleasure from seeing her turned to dust.
"We can't," Angel said, although he was running out of reasons for Darla.
"I have an idea," Willow said, getting their attention. "What if I entered her mind?"
"You can't read our minds," Darla answered her. How could Angelus put up with these idiots?
"No, not read her mind. Enter her mind," Willow clarified. "I could actually put my consciousness into hers. Who knows? Maybe if I can see what she's thinking, I might be able to find a way to convince her to help us," she said, shrugging as if to say it was worth a shot.
"No way Willow," Angel said.
"Why not? I can do it," Willow argued.
"It's not a matter of whether you can do it or not. It's too dangerous. You have no idea what you could encounter in there," he argued back. "Not to mention the fact that she's insane, so that makes this even more dangerous. Plus the fact that she's a vampire and you may not be prepared to see some of the things she's done. Trust me, a vampire's mind is not a place for innocents," he finished.
"Angel," Willow screamed, angry at his condenscending presumption. "I have lived on top of the hellmouth all my life. I have seen people who I know, who I care about, die, some by your hands. I've nearly died more times than I'd care to count. I've even been offered the chance to become a demon. And I have killed a goddess, who dared to hurt the one person I love more than the world. I am hardly innocent," she finished, still enraged by Angel's comments.
The rage inside of Willow was coming off her in waves and Darla respect for the young witch had moved up several notches. She even, unconsciously, stepped away from Willow. When she looked at Angel she couldn't help but laugh inwardly at his nervousness.
Angel was cursing himself. How could he have said such things to Willow? It was just easy to forget how much she had encountered in her life. He also knew he had better remedy the situation before she decided to show him just how powerful she was. "You're right. I'm sorry. It's just I don't want you to get hurt," he said contritely.
Willow looked at him for a second. "I know, but I'm not a little girl anymore. I've grown a lot since high school."
"Yeah, I'm know. I just didn't realize how much."
"Hey, I promise I'll be careful," she reassured. "Besides if I didn't, we'd both have to face Tara's wrath and trust me an Apocalypse is less scary." She smiled when she got a laugh out of Angel.
"What are you going to need?" Angel asked after a moment.
"Twenty-four candles and some jasmine incense," she answered, after thinking for a moment.
"It's still light out, so I'll make the run," Gunn offered, then headed out the tunnel.
"So now we wait," Darla muttered, while looking at Dru, who was staring off into space.