The Order of Aurelius

By: Aberjian

Spoilers: General Buffy spoilers, All you really need to have seen is buffy s1e7 "Angel" for this chapter to make sense. More later though.

Disclaimer: I don't own any if these characters. They all belong to the almighty Joss, I don't intend to make a profit from this. Is that enough?

Summary: Angel isn't the only one to be cursed in 1898. The curse is for the whole bloodline both up and down.

Ratting: R for language and violence, eventually

Chapter 1: It Begins

Romania 1898

Angelus didn't understand what was happening. All he knew was the intense pain in his chest and the knowledge that he had to be somewhere. The invisible FORCE (he could think of it as nothing else) pulled him toward something. It did not matter what was in his path, trees, bushes, he tore though them all in an attempt to get where he was going as fast as he could. Finally he reached a clearing where a bonfire roared. He stumbled toward it and fell to his knees. As soon as he had the pain in his breast increased a hundred fold then it was gone. He felt confused and disoriented. An elderly man approached him. "It hurts, yes? It will hurt more." The old man smiled. "The faces of all you have killed, our daughters face, they will haunt you." Angelus spoke. "Killed? I...No!" "You don't remember." It was a statement not a question. "You and your entire bloodline shall suffer for eternity for what you have done." As the man spoke Angelus choked back a sob. The memories were coming back Sometimes even to fast to understand them. The torrent of images were too much and Angelus collapsed. The man spoke again, "Enjoy eternal life Angelus." With a wave of his hand the vampire known as Angelus, the scourge of europe was flung out of the clearing and hit is head on a tree forty feet away and promptly passed out.

Romania 1898

10 miles away

William the Bloody let the body he had drained drop to the ground. He felt different, something was off. Had he sniffed the air he would have smelt the telltale smell of magic. Instead he was completely surprised as it hit him. Pain that could not be explained coursed through his veins. William dropped to his knees and howled. While two hundred feet away a dark haired female vampire who had up until that point had been watching the stars and giggling maniacally while lying on the dew covered grass also felt the indescribable pain before rolling onto her side and whimpering like a small child.

Romania 1898

A small cottage

Darla knew what was coming, she had felt it happening to her childe. The pain hit her just as she raised the stake over her own heart. She hit the ground hard, the wooden stake clattering harmlessly away. A single tear fell from her still open blue eyes.

London 1898

In the damp sewer tunnels the Master toppled over in his great wooden throne. his servants rushed to his side from all corners of the room. They tried to help him to his feet but he pushed them angrily away. "The audacity of these humans, he thought that dared to restore my soul?" Heinrich Josef Nest growled deep in his throat. "They will pay, they will all pay!"