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Email: angel_of_ice19@hotmail.com
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Cordelia deals with more (funny) consequences from becoming a demon, while Spike makes a visit to L.A. A/C
A/N: Please review or send any comments or flames to my email above :) Words inside * are what the characters are thinking, and ***( )*** is someone having a vision. Bear with me on the symbols, it doesn't let me do italics :) This takes place after Provider, Season 3 on Angel, and I guess Gone, Season 6 on Buffy.
A/N2: Thank you to everyone for reviewing!!! For those who haven't, plz R&R....or just Review.... hehe :)
A/N3: Sorry that it took so long for me to post this....lots of homework is to blame!!! Also, in the story, while Spike was in Sunnydale, Tara checked out Buffy like she did in 'Dead Things'...so Buffy is human.
Chapter Nine: Torture
Cordelia awoke, looking around in confusion. Why is the world blurry? She wondered, waiting for her vision to readjust. It did, and she found that she was in a darkened room, only she could see as if it were day.
She sniffed, and smelt blood...realizing that her senses had expanded. She reaced to the top of her forehead...horns. Her nails had lengthened, becoming stronger and sharper. She wondered what was happening to her...as she sniffed the air again.
Vampire blood She realized. She saw a door open quickly, and darted to it.
Spike! She thought...finding that she wasn't comfortable speaking.
Spike looked up at her, his face paler than ever, his eyes thirsty.
"Stay back!" He warned her. "Stay back...
What happened to you? Cordelia asked.
"Drained me they did, filthy buggars," Spike crawled into a corner. "We need to get out of here, they've probably been waiting for you to wake up, get the bloody information they need."
I won't give it to them! Cordelia swore. Did you see another exit?
"Why don't you ask me using your voice. Telepathy annoys me," Spike replied.
Cordelia tried to say something, but found it hard to speak. "I thunno," She said, realizing there was something wrong with her teeth. She used her tongue, feeling pointy canines. "Uh oh..."
Spike used his nocturnal vision, and saw what Cordelia was getting at.
"You've got vampire teeth...only for your canines," He frowned. His strength was leaving him, a bloodlust would overcome him soon.
"Themon effecth," She said.
"Oh use the sodden telepathy if you bloody have to, I can't understand a word out of your mouth!" Spike muttered.
Demon effect. Spike...we have to get out of here to protect Connor. Evan set me up...he was working for Wolfram and Hart, She said, expecting him to say 'I told you so.'
"I'm sorry love, I'm sorry," Spike gasped.
Spike!
"Just stay over there...I'll be fine. Just toss me a lawyer once you get the chance, and I'll be right as rain....Just like the Watcher said!" And he burst out into a fit of giggles.
He was going to be sick from the extreme loss of blood.
Five men came in, grabbing Cordelia. She waited to see if there was another way out, before she would escape.
* * *
Cordelia was strapped to a chair.
Lilah stood, gloating in front of her.
"Miss Chase, it appears that my firm has won yet again. Now, I am under instructions not to kill Angel...but I think killing you should do the job in itself."
Go ahead, Cordelia told her.
"Brave aren't we..." Lila studied her for a moment, while the man tied to the chair thumped about.
"Linthey?" Cordelia gasped.
"Yes, Lindsey," Lilah confirmed. "Pity that he didn't give us his two weeks notice, before he left...that really pisses us off," She told him.
Lindsey was beat up, and bloody. Gagged and bound, his eyes were the only way of communication. And his message was clear: He hated Lilah.
* * *
Holtz and Justine waited in Lilah's office.
Justine had found the new recruits, who were under training right now.
With the information that they needed, they would soon be on their way to killing Angel.
* * *
"Look, Miss Chase, I have a client waiting upstairs. So how about you just tell me the information, so I don't have to go through the process of being here while they kill it out of you."
I would never betray my friends like that. Cordelia glared at Lilah.
"Oh well, watch you die it is? Hey, can I get a drink?" Lilah asked one of the men.
A few moments later, a large woman, who Cordelia could have sworn was born to cause pain, grabbed Cordelia's arm, and with a swift movement dislocated her shoulder.
Cordelia gasped out in pain.
"Feel like sharing any information?" The woman asked.
"No," Cordelia breathed.
"Fine."
The woman took Cordelia's wrist, snapping it.
Cordelia cried out.
"Feel like sharing any information?"
"N-no," Cordelia mumbled.
"Fine."
The woman took Cordelia's other arm, and dislocated her other shoulder.
"Feel like sharing any information?"
"No."
"Fine."
* * *
An hour later, Cordelia was placed in the room next to Spike. The walls were glass, so he could see everything going on in her room.
He saw how her arms didn't lay at the right angle, how she looked like a broken doll.
Fury raged inside him. She had just wanted normal...look what it had got her.
Guilt was also present...he should have paid more attention, shouldn't have let them take her away... And then there was blood, wonderful blood being spilled, flowing from a young man in his room.
He pushed himself into the wall, trying to get as far away from it as he could.
They had slashed him in numerous places, till he had only a few drops in his body.
The vampire part of him was coming out, but he refused to give in.
* * *
Spike was dumped from a van, onto the streets of Sunnydale. He ran for the nearest place that would have blood, his crypt.
* * *
Dawn waited in Spike's crypt. Where is he?
* * *
Holtz looked up as Lilah came in. "Ah, Miss Morgan, I take it the inquiries did not go well?"
"Broke almost every bone in her body, and she still refused to say anything. We're going to retrieve the information magically," Lilah informed him. "Don't worry, you'll get the information."
"I don't worry at all," Holtz remarked, and then turned to Justine. "Report back to the others, tell them I'll be on my way shortly.
She nodded, and then left. She had finally gotten the point of the mission.
"Now, Miss Morgan, what is your reason for hating Angelus?"
"Angel...His name is ANGEL," Lilah emphasized the pronunciation.
"He will always be Angelus to me, and he will be Angelus to the world soon enough."
"Well I have my reasons," Lilah told him.
"As I have mine," Holtz agreed.
"He didn't kill anyone I loved," Lilah corrected. "I hate him because he interfers with my clients, and prevents me from doing my job. He's a good guy Holtz, and being on the side of evil, it's my job to want him dead."
"You see, I fail to see how a vampire can be on the side of good. Maybe you should reconsider the views of good and evil," Holtz told her, taking a seat.
"What side do you believe yourself to be on?" Lilah asked him. "Good?" She smirked.
"Neither, I'm on my own side, the side of revenge," Holtz replied.
* * *
A shaman walked in, whispering the results in Lilah's ear.
"Thank you," She told him, as he exited. "It appears that Miss Chase knows quite a few useful things," Lilah said, handing a copy of papers to Holtz. "What time Connor is fed, what time he sleeps, what time he plays, the faces he makes..."
"The places his clothes, diapers, toys are bought," Holtz finished. "These will be extremely useful in capturing Angel's son."
"And bringing him here," Lilah stated.
Holtz stood up, coming close to her desk. "I see a problem with that."
"What problem?" Lilah snapped. "You dust the vamp, and bring the baby back here."
"I have a different agenda," He told her, grabbing her head quickly, and snapping her neck, leaving her dead in her chair. "My revenge on Angelus includes something much more horrific than that."
* * *
Dawn saw Spike come in the door, frantically moving through the room. His eyes darted to her, and Dawn froze.
Spike was fully vamped out, the bloodlust overcoming him as he grabbed Dawn, pulling her head back to expose her white throat.
* * *
Email: angel_of_ice19@hotmail.com
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Cordelia deals with more (funny) consequences from becoming a demon, while Spike makes a visit to L.A. A/C
A/N: Please review or send any comments or flames to my email above :) Words inside * are what the characters are thinking, and ***( )*** is someone having a vision. Bear with me on the symbols, it doesn't let me do italics :) This takes place after Provider, Season 3 on Angel, and I guess Gone, Season 6 on Buffy.
A/N2: Thank you to everyone for reviewing!!! For those who haven't, plz R&R....or just Review.... hehe :)
A/N3: Sorry that it took so long for me to post this....lots of homework is to blame!!! Also, in the story, while Spike was in Sunnydale, Tara checked out Buffy like she did in 'Dead Things'...so Buffy is human.
Chapter Nine: Torture
Cordelia awoke, looking around in confusion. Why is the world blurry? She wondered, waiting for her vision to readjust. It did, and she found that she was in a darkened room, only she could see as if it were day.
She sniffed, and smelt blood...realizing that her senses had expanded. She reaced to the top of her forehead...horns. Her nails had lengthened, becoming stronger and sharper. She wondered what was happening to her...as she sniffed the air again.
Vampire blood She realized. She saw a door open quickly, and darted to it.
Spike! She thought...finding that she wasn't comfortable speaking.
Spike looked up at her, his face paler than ever, his eyes thirsty.
"Stay back!" He warned her. "Stay back...
What happened to you? Cordelia asked.
"Drained me they did, filthy buggars," Spike crawled into a corner. "We need to get out of here, they've probably been waiting for you to wake up, get the bloody information they need."
I won't give it to them! Cordelia swore. Did you see another exit?
"Why don't you ask me using your voice. Telepathy annoys me," Spike replied.
Cordelia tried to say something, but found it hard to speak. "I thunno," She said, realizing there was something wrong with her teeth. She used her tongue, feeling pointy canines. "Uh oh..."
Spike used his nocturnal vision, and saw what Cordelia was getting at.
"You've got vampire teeth...only for your canines," He frowned. His strength was leaving him, a bloodlust would overcome him soon.
"Themon effecth," She said.
"Oh use the sodden telepathy if you bloody have to, I can't understand a word out of your mouth!" Spike muttered.
Demon effect. Spike...we have to get out of here to protect Connor. Evan set me up...he was working for Wolfram and Hart, She said, expecting him to say 'I told you so.'
"I'm sorry love, I'm sorry," Spike gasped.
Spike!
"Just stay over there...I'll be fine. Just toss me a lawyer once you get the chance, and I'll be right as rain....Just like the Watcher said!" And he burst out into a fit of giggles.
He was going to be sick from the extreme loss of blood.
Five men came in, grabbing Cordelia. She waited to see if there was another way out, before she would escape.
* * *
Cordelia was strapped to a chair.
Lilah stood, gloating in front of her.
"Miss Chase, it appears that my firm has won yet again. Now, I am under instructions not to kill Angel...but I think killing you should do the job in itself."
Go ahead, Cordelia told her.
"Brave aren't we..." Lila studied her for a moment, while the man tied to the chair thumped about.
"Linthey?" Cordelia gasped.
"Yes, Lindsey," Lilah confirmed. "Pity that he didn't give us his two weeks notice, before he left...that really pisses us off," She told him.
Lindsey was beat up, and bloody. Gagged and bound, his eyes were the only way of communication. And his message was clear: He hated Lilah.
* * *
Holtz and Justine waited in Lilah's office.
Justine had found the new recruits, who were under training right now.
With the information that they needed, they would soon be on their way to killing Angel.
* * *
"Look, Miss Chase, I have a client waiting upstairs. So how about you just tell me the information, so I don't have to go through the process of being here while they kill it out of you."
I would never betray my friends like that. Cordelia glared at Lilah.
"Oh well, watch you die it is? Hey, can I get a drink?" Lilah asked one of the men.
A few moments later, a large woman, who Cordelia could have sworn was born to cause pain, grabbed Cordelia's arm, and with a swift movement dislocated her shoulder.
Cordelia gasped out in pain.
"Feel like sharing any information?" The woman asked.
"No," Cordelia breathed.
"Fine."
The woman took Cordelia's wrist, snapping it.
Cordelia cried out.
"Feel like sharing any information?"
"N-no," Cordelia mumbled.
"Fine."
The woman took Cordelia's other arm, and dislocated her other shoulder.
"Feel like sharing any information?"
"No."
"Fine."
* * *
An hour later, Cordelia was placed in the room next to Spike. The walls were glass, so he could see everything going on in her room.
He saw how her arms didn't lay at the right angle, how she looked like a broken doll.
Fury raged inside him. She had just wanted normal...look what it had got her.
Guilt was also present...he should have paid more attention, shouldn't have let them take her away... And then there was blood, wonderful blood being spilled, flowing from a young man in his room.
He pushed himself into the wall, trying to get as far away from it as he could.
They had slashed him in numerous places, till he had only a few drops in his body.
The vampire part of him was coming out, but he refused to give in.
* * *
Spike was dumped from a van, onto the streets of Sunnydale. He ran for the nearest place that would have blood, his crypt.
* * *
Dawn waited in Spike's crypt. Where is he?
* * *
Holtz looked up as Lilah came in. "Ah, Miss Morgan, I take it the inquiries did not go well?"
"Broke almost every bone in her body, and she still refused to say anything. We're going to retrieve the information magically," Lilah informed him. "Don't worry, you'll get the information."
"I don't worry at all," Holtz remarked, and then turned to Justine. "Report back to the others, tell them I'll be on my way shortly.
She nodded, and then left. She had finally gotten the point of the mission.
"Now, Miss Morgan, what is your reason for hating Angelus?"
"Angel...His name is ANGEL," Lilah emphasized the pronunciation.
"He will always be Angelus to me, and he will be Angelus to the world soon enough."
"Well I have my reasons," Lilah told him.
"As I have mine," Holtz agreed.
"He didn't kill anyone I loved," Lilah corrected. "I hate him because he interfers with my clients, and prevents me from doing my job. He's a good guy Holtz, and being on the side of evil, it's my job to want him dead."
"You see, I fail to see how a vampire can be on the side of good. Maybe you should reconsider the views of good and evil," Holtz told her, taking a seat.
"What side do you believe yourself to be on?" Lilah asked him. "Good?" She smirked.
"Neither, I'm on my own side, the side of revenge," Holtz replied.
* * *
A shaman walked in, whispering the results in Lilah's ear.
"Thank you," She told him, as he exited. "It appears that Miss Chase knows quite a few useful things," Lilah said, handing a copy of papers to Holtz. "What time Connor is fed, what time he sleeps, what time he plays, the faces he makes..."
"The places his clothes, diapers, toys are bought," Holtz finished. "These will be extremely useful in capturing Angel's son."
"And bringing him here," Lilah stated.
Holtz stood up, coming close to her desk. "I see a problem with that."
"What problem?" Lilah snapped. "You dust the vamp, and bring the baby back here."
"I have a different agenda," He told her, grabbing her head quickly, and snapping her neck, leaving her dead in her chair. "My revenge on Angelus includes something much more horrific than that."
* * *
Dawn saw Spike come in the door, frantically moving through the room. His eyes darted to her, and Dawn froze.
Spike was fully vamped out, the bloodlust overcoming him as he grabbed Dawn, pulling her head back to expose her white throat.
* * *