The Return of the Angel-Beast
Rated: R
Disclaimer: I do not own anybody. Joss Weaden owns Buffy and Angel and Oscar Wilde owns Dorian.
Warning: Sex, a bit of violence and torture, discipline and some slash and implied fem slash.
Summary: Set after Amy is turned back into a human. Angel returns.
The Return of the Angel-Beast
Drusilla was busy having sex with Xander. Dawn never knew that Xander had it in him. He certainly was sexier as a vampire. But she had Dorian know. He gave her things mortal men never could.
Dorian was busy fucking Dawn when the servant burst in.
"Jesus, Henry, I do believe there is a thing called knocking," he said.
"I'm sorry, sir. But there is a very angry man demanding to see you. He is name is Angel," Henry sputtered.
Dawn's body shook with terror. Angel was dangerous when he was angry. She didn't want anything to happen to Dorian.
"Don't worry, Dawn. I'm immortal, I can't die."
Henry left the room and Dorian got dressed. Dawn pulled the sheet tighter around her.
"Don't you want to see him?" Dorian asked.
"Not really, I never was a big fan."
"Suit yourself."
Dorian walked out into the living room. Angel was standing there with a fuming look on his face.
"I heard you were in town," Angel said.
"Why are you here?" Dorian asked.
"You killed them all. Now I'm going to kill you," Angel growled.
Drusilla walked into the living room.
"Angel-Beast," she growled.
"Dru? I thought I burned you back in LA," Angel said.
"Grandmummy saved us," she replied.
"Isn't that fantastic," Angel said.
"We went on a killing a spree, Angel. Angelus would have like it. All that blood, the slayers screams. It was so intoxicating," Dru purred.
"I'm going to kill you, Dru. I hope you know that. You and Dorian."
"What about me?" Dawn asked, walking into the room.
Angel was silent. His eyes studied her. Her long brown hair falling around her beautiful young face. Her blue eyes were full of light. Her body long and lithe. Yet, there was something different about her.
"You turned her into a vampire?" Angel asked Dru.
"No, the little dolly belongs to daddy," Dru said.
"Don't call me that," Dorian said.
"You didn't," Angel said.
"I did. She's just like me now. You can't kill us Angel. We are unstoppable."
"Not unless I find those pictures. Then I can kill you."
"Good luck," Dorian said.
Dawn gasped as Angel fell to the floor in pain. His wrist and legs were bound and he was gagged.
"Thank you, Amy," Dorian said.
Amy stepped from behind Angel. Her eyes were black, her brown hair was blowing behind her.
"No problem," she replied.
"Now as promised, you and Dru can do what ever you want to him," Dorian said, grabbing Dawn's hand.
Dru giggled and went with Amy into the dungeon.
"Don't worry, Dawn. We aren't going to kill him, yet."
