Kat and Willow watched the sun as if went down below the other side of the
lake.
"What happened?" Willow's voice broke the silence.
"What happened? Well what happened was that we married six months later."
She looked at Willow. "It was the traditional Victorian wedding nothing
special really, but he made me feel like I was the Queen of England. I
remember from that time was when I would finish my hunting for vampires, I
would go to Billy's study and he was always there waiting for me, reading."
She leaned back. "A few months later, I became pregnant. He was so happy
when I told him. The feel of the babies moving within me. Then one night
it all changed. I was going to see the gardener about the new flowers he
planted, did not realized it so close to dark. Anyway, when I got there
was no answer. When I headed back he came."
"Who?"
"My sire."
Manchester, England 1875 "Hello Katerina." A voice startled her as she saw a dark shadow emerge from the shadows. "Angelus." She spat out venomously. "My, my someone tied you down." He spoke in his Irish lit. Kat placed a protective hand on her stomach. "Pity really they would've been beautiful children." She backed up into a tree all the while praying for the safety of her sons. She saw out of the corner of her eye a dagger in his hand. "Now this won't hurt...much." He laughed as he came to mere inches from her face. Tears fell down her frightened face. "Please don't hurt me." She was in hysterics now. "What did you say? Don't hurt me?" She saw him put the dagger into his right hand and felt him slice her face, slicing her left eye. The blood mixed with tears as Angelus slashed her arms, legs, and body. "Come on fight back!" Wait you cannot! You babes have taken your Slayer powers." She was flung to the ground and saw him tower over her the knife at her belly. She first felt the dagger pierce her abdomen then a blinding pain. She painfully and tiredly opened her right eye; she saw what she dreaded the most. Angelus taken her babes from her and threw them to the ground killing them instantly. "Oh did that hurt luv? Good!" He spat at her. "You know I killed your mother?" Her eye widen. "Never took up a fight. Really liked her. Then your father well let us just say it was too easy. All it took was to slit his throat when he was sleeping. But you are really like a work of art." "Why are you doing this to me?" She can feel herself dying. "Why?! Because I hate you, I hate all slayers. They kill my kind. Well now I'll kill theirs." In a spilt second, her throat was slashed deep from ear to ear and Angelus over her in his demonic face that closely resembled a bat. Suddenly she felt a coppery liquid enter her mouth.
Manchester, England 1875 "Hello Katerina." A voice startled her as she saw a dark shadow emerge from the shadows. "Angelus." She spat out venomously. "My, my someone tied you down." He spoke in his Irish lit. Kat placed a protective hand on her stomach. "Pity really they would've been beautiful children." She backed up into a tree all the while praying for the safety of her sons. She saw out of the corner of her eye a dagger in his hand. "Now this won't hurt...much." He laughed as he came to mere inches from her face. Tears fell down her frightened face. "Please don't hurt me." She was in hysterics now. "What did you say? Don't hurt me?" She saw him put the dagger into his right hand and felt him slice her face, slicing her left eye. The blood mixed with tears as Angelus slashed her arms, legs, and body. "Come on fight back!" Wait you cannot! You babes have taken your Slayer powers." She was flung to the ground and saw him tower over her the knife at her belly. She first felt the dagger pierce her abdomen then a blinding pain. She painfully and tiredly opened her right eye; she saw what she dreaded the most. Angelus taken her babes from her and threw them to the ground killing them instantly. "Oh did that hurt luv? Good!" He spat at her. "You know I killed your mother?" Her eye widen. "Never took up a fight. Really liked her. Then your father well let us just say it was too easy. All it took was to slit his throat when he was sleeping. But you are really like a work of art." "Why are you doing this to me?" She can feel herself dying. "Why?! Because I hate you, I hate all slayers. They kill my kind. Well now I'll kill theirs." In a spilt second, her throat was slashed deep from ear to ear and Angelus over her in his demonic face that closely resembled a bat. Suddenly she felt a coppery liquid enter her mouth.