Buffy the Hostage
Part Six
Buffy had spent a week with him, she had managed by the skin of her teeth to resist kissing him or touching him but she knew it was a loosing battle. Angelus was nothing if not persistent; he did all he could to make her comfortable and would purposely touch her in the most innocent way but would effect her immensely.
He knew she is only human and he could take her anytime he pleased but by doing that he wouldn't have her and he needed that more than anything. He was intent on making her happy because the happier she became with the situation she found herself in the more relaxed she would be and let herself go. He could never take her against her will. It was like she had cast a spell over him and he became human around her. He was in the middle of torturing a vampire for information when he caught her sent in the air and he smiled and his anger for the vampire was quelled.
He'd rented out a whole theatre for her and she had spent the whole day with him watching her favourite films and after that he had set out a picnic with all her favourite foods.
They sat there chatting about the films and he scooted closer and closer and took her hand then leaned forward and placed his lips on hers. It was everything she had imagined it to be and it made her feel alive. Angelus to was very affected by the kiss.
When they pulled apart their eyes met and they stayed in that position just looking at each other.
When they returned to the mansion they were both in a dreamy state like they were caught up in a world of their own. Buffy couldn't help noticing that the cold hard vampire she had first met had softened to her. But only to her with everyone else he was still the same cold-hearted vampire.
Before they could go any farther, a minion called Angelus. He reluctantly left Buffy so he could deal with the problem. She followed behind him until they reached the dungeon she had been kept in.
There was a man lying on the floor his arms hid his head. She saw Angelus speak but could barely hear what he was saying. The man on the floor moved and stood up keeping his head down.
Angelus took some chains and chained him to the bars of the cell, before going to a cabinet on the opposite side of the room and removing a tray. Buffy could see the object on the tray glinting as the light shimmer on them. She saw him pick one of the objects up and it looked shape link a knife.
Angelus inspected the knife and grazed it across his on hand to see if it was shape enough. He brought the knife to the man's chest and began cutting him with little slices all over his torso. He smiled as the man howled in pain, then fainted. Buffy couldn't take it anymore and ran to her room and lay on her bed staring off into space thinking about what she had just seen.
She knew Angelus was a monster and killed many people; yet she had made herself forget all that because he was so sweet to her. Watching him torture the man made her see another side to him but she couldn't bring herself to hate or even dislike him.
She sat up and walked down to the living room. Settled on her favourite couch, Buffy curled her legs underneath her. Angelus entered the room and she had made up her mind to forget everything she had just seen. She had fell in love with him and being with him was her priority.
He leaned over her and kissed her passionately on the lips and pulled her up with him. They travelled to up to her room where they felt onto the bed. It was that night Buffy lost her virginity.
Buffy woke up the next morning feeling something around her waist and a hard surface pulled up against her back. She felt the arm around her waist then and smiled remembering what had happened the night before and turned to face him.
"Morning," Angelus whispered to her and her smile grew. "How do you feel?" he asked.
"Wonderful," she answered in a dreamy voice.
He kissed her on the lips and it was about to go further when some one knocked on the door. They bother groaned and pulled apart, Angelus stood and put on his boxers and opened the door.
He nodded and turned to Buffy with and apologetic smile and told her he had to leave for a while.
Buffy smiled and he left her to snuggle up to the sheets to fall back to sleep. Part Seven
Buffy the once hostage of King Angelus had basically become queen. Everyone knew her and listened to her or face the wrath of Angelus.
She was blissfully happy and actually thought about sending a thank you to the president for being a jerk and making her go to the vampires in the first pace. But she decided no to.
Angelus had actually proposed to her she was shocked when he had got down on one knee. She had asked him why, he didn't seem the type to want to marry and it was unheard of for vampires to do it. He had told her it wasn't actually marriage but a ceremony that would make them partners. So she had begun planning her wedding well not a normal wedding with something old, new, borrowed and blue, more of a joining where they would give them selves to each other. With the help of a friend she had made with the only human slave, her name is Tara and she had come to live as a slave a year before when Spike had slaughtered her family leaving her alive. Buffy had made sure Tara was no longer used as a slave and was given a room of her own.
The wedding was set for a month's time and Buffy felt like something was missing. She should have her father there to give her away. But he was a waste of skin; he had never been there for her. Before her mother got sick he had been a good loving father. He would take her to an ice show for her birthday and she remembered having the time of her life. The last time he had ever shown her affection was on her fourth birthday they had gone to the ice show together as usual. Just before the show finished a man spoke over the speaker system saying that there was a special little girl in the audience who have turned four that day and her father had asked if the dancers could do something special for her. The dancers had come up and brought her down putting on her skates and taking her on to the ice and made her take part. She had loved the whole thing it had been the best day of her life. However the next day things changed her mother had complained of having serious head aches so she went to the doctors.
The doctors didn't know what was up with Joyce so couldn't treat her. Buffy's home life changed dramatically. Her mother would have terrible mood swings, which had caused the whole household to be unhappy. Hank began taking his anger out on Buffy and two months after Buffy's birthday Joyce died suddenly and with no apparent cause. Hank couldn't cope so did his best to ignore Buffy or pretend she ever existed but on the occasion he did realise he had a daughter he would treat her like no human being should be treated. Buffy had to grow up fast; she had to look after herself and hide her emotions and brush her father's comments off using sarcasm as a defence. A tear slid down her face at the memories, her father wouldn't be apart of her wedding.
Buffy shucks her head getting rid of the memories and putting her mind to more important things. The wedding was coming and vampires were being called forth to witness the event and some had already arrived. Including one female vampire called Faith. She had immediately befriended Buffy and the two of them caused mischief anywhere they could. Tara felt pushed aside and didn't like Faith one bit. Her aura held lies and Tara didn't trust her one bit.
"I don't like her," Tara declared.
"Why not?" Buffy asked.
"She's a bad influence on you and she's up to something I can tell."
"Stop being silly, Faith's great."
Tara sat quietly knowing her only friend in the world was making a huge mistake.
Part Six
Buffy had spent a week with him, she had managed by the skin of her teeth to resist kissing him or touching him but she knew it was a loosing battle. Angelus was nothing if not persistent; he did all he could to make her comfortable and would purposely touch her in the most innocent way but would effect her immensely.
He knew she is only human and he could take her anytime he pleased but by doing that he wouldn't have her and he needed that more than anything. He was intent on making her happy because the happier she became with the situation she found herself in the more relaxed she would be and let herself go. He could never take her against her will. It was like she had cast a spell over him and he became human around her. He was in the middle of torturing a vampire for information when he caught her sent in the air and he smiled and his anger for the vampire was quelled.
He'd rented out a whole theatre for her and she had spent the whole day with him watching her favourite films and after that he had set out a picnic with all her favourite foods.
They sat there chatting about the films and he scooted closer and closer and took her hand then leaned forward and placed his lips on hers. It was everything she had imagined it to be and it made her feel alive. Angelus to was very affected by the kiss.
When they pulled apart their eyes met and they stayed in that position just looking at each other.
When they returned to the mansion they were both in a dreamy state like they were caught up in a world of their own. Buffy couldn't help noticing that the cold hard vampire she had first met had softened to her. But only to her with everyone else he was still the same cold-hearted vampire.
Before they could go any farther, a minion called Angelus. He reluctantly left Buffy so he could deal with the problem. She followed behind him until they reached the dungeon she had been kept in.
There was a man lying on the floor his arms hid his head. She saw Angelus speak but could barely hear what he was saying. The man on the floor moved and stood up keeping his head down.
Angelus took some chains and chained him to the bars of the cell, before going to a cabinet on the opposite side of the room and removing a tray. Buffy could see the object on the tray glinting as the light shimmer on them. She saw him pick one of the objects up and it looked shape link a knife.
Angelus inspected the knife and grazed it across his on hand to see if it was shape enough. He brought the knife to the man's chest and began cutting him with little slices all over his torso. He smiled as the man howled in pain, then fainted. Buffy couldn't take it anymore and ran to her room and lay on her bed staring off into space thinking about what she had just seen.
She knew Angelus was a monster and killed many people; yet she had made herself forget all that because he was so sweet to her. Watching him torture the man made her see another side to him but she couldn't bring herself to hate or even dislike him.
She sat up and walked down to the living room. Settled on her favourite couch, Buffy curled her legs underneath her. Angelus entered the room and she had made up her mind to forget everything she had just seen. She had fell in love with him and being with him was her priority.
He leaned over her and kissed her passionately on the lips and pulled her up with him. They travelled to up to her room where they felt onto the bed. It was that night Buffy lost her virginity.
Buffy woke up the next morning feeling something around her waist and a hard surface pulled up against her back. She felt the arm around her waist then and smiled remembering what had happened the night before and turned to face him.
"Morning," Angelus whispered to her and her smile grew. "How do you feel?" he asked.
"Wonderful," she answered in a dreamy voice.
He kissed her on the lips and it was about to go further when some one knocked on the door. They bother groaned and pulled apart, Angelus stood and put on his boxers and opened the door.
He nodded and turned to Buffy with and apologetic smile and told her he had to leave for a while.
Buffy smiled and he left her to snuggle up to the sheets to fall back to sleep. Part Seven
Buffy the once hostage of King Angelus had basically become queen. Everyone knew her and listened to her or face the wrath of Angelus.
She was blissfully happy and actually thought about sending a thank you to the president for being a jerk and making her go to the vampires in the first pace. But she decided no to.
Angelus had actually proposed to her she was shocked when he had got down on one knee. She had asked him why, he didn't seem the type to want to marry and it was unheard of for vampires to do it. He had told her it wasn't actually marriage but a ceremony that would make them partners. So she had begun planning her wedding well not a normal wedding with something old, new, borrowed and blue, more of a joining where they would give them selves to each other. With the help of a friend she had made with the only human slave, her name is Tara and she had come to live as a slave a year before when Spike had slaughtered her family leaving her alive. Buffy had made sure Tara was no longer used as a slave and was given a room of her own.
The wedding was set for a month's time and Buffy felt like something was missing. She should have her father there to give her away. But he was a waste of skin; he had never been there for her. Before her mother got sick he had been a good loving father. He would take her to an ice show for her birthday and she remembered having the time of her life. The last time he had ever shown her affection was on her fourth birthday they had gone to the ice show together as usual. Just before the show finished a man spoke over the speaker system saying that there was a special little girl in the audience who have turned four that day and her father had asked if the dancers could do something special for her. The dancers had come up and brought her down putting on her skates and taking her on to the ice and made her take part. She had loved the whole thing it had been the best day of her life. However the next day things changed her mother had complained of having serious head aches so she went to the doctors.
The doctors didn't know what was up with Joyce so couldn't treat her. Buffy's home life changed dramatically. Her mother would have terrible mood swings, which had caused the whole household to be unhappy. Hank began taking his anger out on Buffy and two months after Buffy's birthday Joyce died suddenly and with no apparent cause. Hank couldn't cope so did his best to ignore Buffy or pretend she ever existed but on the occasion he did realise he had a daughter he would treat her like no human being should be treated. Buffy had to grow up fast; she had to look after herself and hide her emotions and brush her father's comments off using sarcasm as a defence. A tear slid down her face at the memories, her father wouldn't be apart of her wedding.
Buffy shucks her head getting rid of the memories and putting her mind to more important things. The wedding was coming and vampires were being called forth to witness the event and some had already arrived. Including one female vampire called Faith. She had immediately befriended Buffy and the two of them caused mischief anywhere they could. Tara felt pushed aside and didn't like Faith one bit. Her aura held lies and Tara didn't trust her one bit.
"I don't like her," Tara declared.
"Why not?" Buffy asked.
"She's a bad influence on you and she's up to something I can tell."
"Stop being silly, Faith's great."
Tara sat quietly knowing her only friend in the world was making a huge mistake.