Disclaimer: I don't own 'em! At least all the normal characters you recognize, I'm just borrowing the said characters. If I owned them, you could guarantee BtVS and AtS wouldn't be nearly such good shows as they are now! The story, my ego, and my soul belong to me, but if you want to give a kind donation, *ahem* I'll loan 'em out! LOL. Yes, I'm shameless, I know.
Author's Notes: As of yet? None. Do you have any idea how hard it is having author's notes for over one hundred stories? I thought not! Hmmph. Umm, just an idea I had, it was going to be kind of like individual journals or something. I'm not sure. But it's only for (un)alive people.
Story Notes: Hmm, how about when I've written it, then thought about it a lot, I'll put in notes, m'kay? LOL. Okay, so, chapter one takes place sometime after Angel got his soul. Chapter two takes place a little bit after Angelus got back. The third chapter takes place while Darla's human. The fourth takes place when Darla's pregnant with Connor. The fifth takes place right after Connor was born before he got taken to a hell dimension. The sixth takes place while Darla's back for that brief interlude with Connor prior to Jasmine arriving. And the final and seventh chapter happens right after the BtVS series final.
Summary: Angelus has been resouled, twice. Darla's been killed, twice. Spike's been first chipped, then resouled, and now he's dead. And what ever happened to Drusilla? Ever wonder how the rest of the fearsome four felt about all this?
Song: I don't want to talk about this.
Rating: 14-A for language and mentioned violence
Date Started: 03/03/03 Date Finished: 05/28/03
Chapter 2: Staked In The Back:Darla
~~~Angelus~~~
Okay, so if I could, I would fucking kill him, rip out his guts and get some practice in for torturing with chainsaws. But unfortunately, I can't really do that, because he had my body.
The soul that infested me, controlled my every move, and finally killed my sire. Yeah, I'd love to see him ruined. Guess I'll just have to be happy with making him watch while I destroy everything he loved! I think that will do nicely, don't you?
Of course, in the meantime, I have a bothersome Slayer on my hands who thinks she loved the soul. Please, she loved the idea of an untouchable, broody, hero.
Hate to break it to her, but honey; I'm not like that.
That's right, baby, Angel has left the building and is never coming back. So, she better deal with it, and watch while I bleed her dry… after all her pathetic little friends, of course. It's never any fun without watching them break first.
As pleasant as that will be, it does not change the rather pressing problem that I'm free for the first time in nearly a century, and my sire is dead. My mate. I mean, I don't know who you have to kill around here to find a decent vampire resurrection spell!
Did the soul just fucking forget that she was my mate for a hundred and fifty years, or did he just want to torture me? Because I've got to give him some credit, I'm not happy with all this.
I never liked not having what I wanted.
So, if I can't have my mate alive, I think maybe I'll just go join her in hell… but what's hell without a little company? That's right, I'm taking the world with me. So what if Dru and her childe think I'm insane, they don't have much of a choice.
Did I mention all humans will suffer unbelievable torment? No, well, consider that a perk of the plan.
~~~Drusilla~~~
The Angel-Beast is gone! Daddy's back, and he'll make them bleed. Watch their pretty little souls rip and tear, like they should be.
Everything's been so ugly without him, so happy. Makes me want to claw the kitties eyes right out of the sockets.
I miss grandmummy, that evil Angel-Beast stole her away just like he took daddy away for so long. I could see it all, but my Spikey wouldn't believe me, even when grandmummy didn't check up on us like she said. Grandmummy would never have left us alone so long… thinks Spike will give me silly notions, she does.
Staked; like the snake to the ground. Carried away in the wind to sit on the moon, I saw it happen, I did, right there in my head. Spinning so fast, but I kept up with it, watched the snake go away, to the playpens of the mousses.
Now my Spikey has to see the stars, daddy told us, promised to make them bleed for killing the snake. He doesn't mention her, but I can tell, there'll be so much blood and the world will just go POP!
So much fun, it'll be! My Spikey doesn't think so, but he's always silly like that. Daddy knows what he's doing; he'll keep us right as rain.
Ms. Edith doesn't understand right as rain. I told her all dreary and wet and miserable, so much fun! Ms. Edith really is being very silly; I think maybe I should take off her head.
Off with her head, off with her head! I saw that woman somewhere, with my Spikey, such anger, but my Spikey keeps saying she isn't real. I told him I can see her, she's real.
Course, I can still see grandmummy, except, I know better then to tell Spikey or daddy that. They'll be mad, because they can't see the stars all around her. The wicked, wicked sun she's locked with.
Stupid little kitty, it's not the sun, it's a box… hmm, wonder if daddy would get me a box?
~~~Spike~~~
Dru, bless her insane little heart, has just forgiven him. I can hear her from the other room saying that it wasn't her daddy, but that Angel-Beast.
Bloody hell! I'd like to have an excuse like that! It's all total rot, that Angelus is blame free.
If he couldn't fucking deal with the soul, he shouldn't get off free. Not to mention, he staked his fucking sire in the back, man! Even I know the rules better then that.
And for what, some damn Slayer who should have been long dead by now. He could've even swallowed his pride and called me, I would've got rid of the bird right quick.
Oh that's right, the bleeding git was in love with her! I've never heard the like. Vampire, in love with the fucking Slayer that's total crock, not bloody possible.
I've seen the Slayer, she's killable, definitely fuckable, and maybe worth turning… but to love her? Angelus was out of his bleeding mind!
I 'spose I'll give the poof some credit though; the soul didn't even bloody tell us about Darla dying!
Don't get me wrong; I bloody hated the stupid bint. Can't say I'm not right sorry she's dead though. Despite it all, Darla was part of the family, part of our hateful little group.
What can I say; she kept the poof the hell away from my Dru!
Author's Notes: As of yet? None. Do you have any idea how hard it is having author's notes for over one hundred stories? I thought not! Hmmph. Umm, just an idea I had, it was going to be kind of like individual journals or something. I'm not sure. But it's only for (un)alive people.
Story Notes: Hmm, how about when I've written it, then thought about it a lot, I'll put in notes, m'kay? LOL. Okay, so, chapter one takes place sometime after Angel got his soul. Chapter two takes place a little bit after Angelus got back. The third chapter takes place while Darla's human. The fourth takes place when Darla's pregnant with Connor. The fifth takes place right after Connor was born before he got taken to a hell dimension. The sixth takes place while Darla's back for that brief interlude with Connor prior to Jasmine arriving. And the final and seventh chapter happens right after the BtVS series final.
Summary: Angelus has been resouled, twice. Darla's been killed, twice. Spike's been first chipped, then resouled, and now he's dead. And what ever happened to Drusilla? Ever wonder how the rest of the fearsome four felt about all this?
Song: I don't want to talk about this.
Rating: 14-A for language and mentioned violence
Date Started: 03/03/03 Date Finished: 05/28/03
Okay, so if I could, I would fucking kill him, rip out his guts and get some practice in for torturing with chainsaws. But unfortunately, I can't really do that, because he had my body.
The soul that infested me, controlled my every move, and finally killed my sire. Yeah, I'd love to see him ruined. Guess I'll just have to be happy with making him watch while I destroy everything he loved! I think that will do nicely, don't you?
Of course, in the meantime, I have a bothersome Slayer on my hands who thinks she loved the soul. Please, she loved the idea of an untouchable, broody, hero.
Hate to break it to her, but honey; I'm not like that.
That's right, baby, Angel has left the building and is never coming back. So, she better deal with it, and watch while I bleed her dry… after all her pathetic little friends, of course. It's never any fun without watching them break first.
As pleasant as that will be, it does not change the rather pressing problem that I'm free for the first time in nearly a century, and my sire is dead. My mate. I mean, I don't know who you have to kill around here to find a decent vampire resurrection spell!
Did the soul just fucking forget that she was my mate for a hundred and fifty years, or did he just want to torture me? Because I've got to give him some credit, I'm not happy with all this.
I never liked not having what I wanted.
So, if I can't have my mate alive, I think maybe I'll just go join her in hell… but what's hell without a little company? That's right, I'm taking the world with me. So what if Dru and her childe think I'm insane, they don't have much of a choice.
Did I mention all humans will suffer unbelievable torment? No, well, consider that a perk of the plan.
The Angel-Beast is gone! Daddy's back, and he'll make them bleed. Watch their pretty little souls rip and tear, like they should be.
Everything's been so ugly without him, so happy. Makes me want to claw the kitties eyes right out of the sockets.
I miss grandmummy, that evil Angel-Beast stole her away just like he took daddy away for so long. I could see it all, but my Spikey wouldn't believe me, even when grandmummy didn't check up on us like she said. Grandmummy would never have left us alone so long… thinks Spike will give me silly notions, she does.
Staked; like the snake to the ground. Carried away in the wind to sit on the moon, I saw it happen, I did, right there in my head. Spinning so fast, but I kept up with it, watched the snake go away, to the playpens of the mousses.
Now my Spikey has to see the stars, daddy told us, promised to make them bleed for killing the snake. He doesn't mention her, but I can tell, there'll be so much blood and the world will just go POP!
So much fun, it'll be! My Spikey doesn't think so, but he's always silly like that. Daddy knows what he's doing; he'll keep us right as rain.
Ms. Edith doesn't understand right as rain. I told her all dreary and wet and miserable, so much fun! Ms. Edith really is being very silly; I think maybe I should take off her head.
Off with her head, off with her head! I saw that woman somewhere, with my Spikey, such anger, but my Spikey keeps saying she isn't real. I told him I can see her, she's real.
Course, I can still see grandmummy, except, I know better then to tell Spikey or daddy that. They'll be mad, because they can't see the stars all around her. The wicked, wicked sun she's locked with.
Stupid little kitty, it's not the sun, it's a box… hmm, wonder if daddy would get me a box?
Dru, bless her insane little heart, has just forgiven him. I can hear her from the other room saying that it wasn't her daddy, but that Angel-Beast.
Bloody hell! I'd like to have an excuse like that! It's all total rot, that Angelus is blame free.
If he couldn't fucking deal with the soul, he shouldn't get off free. Not to mention, he staked his fucking sire in the back, man! Even I know the rules better then that.
And for what, some damn Slayer who should have been long dead by now. He could've even swallowed his pride and called me, I would've got rid of the bird right quick.
Oh that's right, the bleeding git was in love with her! I've never heard the like. Vampire, in love with the fucking Slayer that's total crock, not bloody possible.
I've seen the Slayer, she's killable, definitely fuckable, and maybe worth turning… but to love her? Angelus was out of his bleeding mind!
I 'spose I'll give the poof some credit though; the soul didn't even bloody tell us about Darla dying!
Don't get me wrong; I bloody hated the stupid bint. Can't say I'm not right sorry she's dead though. Despite it all, Darla was part of the family, part of our hateful little group.
What can I say; she kept the poof the hell away from my Dru!
