Chapter 2 "Unexpected Visitors"
"Damn it!" Angelus shouted as he threw the vampire messenger across the
room. Bones broke as the vampire hit the wall, hard.
"How could she do it?" Angelus whispered vehemently. "How could she even
try?"
"Well, Red really does have some power then?" Spike laughed. "Dru saw it,
didn't you ducks?"
"Ooh, it's all different. Daddy's still with us...they sing when they should
mourn." Drusilla whimpered.
"Who should mourn Dru?" Spike asked, hoping for some new trouble.
"The stars. Daddy should be dead. The witch changed it all, made new
memories for the world to see."
"The witch? So you mean Willow?" Angelus asked calming down.
"Yeah." Drusilla smiles. "The witch has power. She wants to keep daddy
safe."
"Ah..." Angelus picks up the messenger vampire, and brushed off his shirt.
"My apologies then. I though you were telling me that she was doing spells
to restore my soul."
"C-can I go now sir?" The messenger vampire asks, fear making his voice
shake.
"Sure!" Angelus says happily. When the vampire turns, Angelus grabs a sword
from the wall, and cuts off the vampires head. The vampire dusts and Angelus
turns back to Drusilla and Spike.
"I think it's time we pay a visit to our Willow."
Willow was just out of the shower when there was a knock at her door.
Assuming it was Buffy who said she would try to stop by, Willow just wrapped
her towel around herself, and walked down stairs. When she opened the door
she said
"Buffy, come on..." She stopped, thankfully before that all important word
'in', because it was not Buffy on her front porch, but three vampires.
Angel, Spike, and the insane Drusilla to be exact.
"Sure you don't want to finish that sentence, luv? " Spike asked mockingly.
"What do you want?" Willow asked, shaken.
"Willow...you look...great." Angelus said looking her up and down. "This is a
good look for you. I like it. Let's see what's underneath."
"What do you want?" Willow said again, ignoring his remark.
"What do I want? Hmm...let's see. I would really love to torture and kill
your friends and family, but we don't always get what we want. Oh wait,
actually I did." Angelus grabs something from against the wall, and throws
it at Willow. Willow falls to the floor, thrown off her feet by the weight
of...a body. A dead, familiar female body. As she moves out from under it,
she turns the body over, to see her mother's face starring back at here.
Hot tears roll down her cheeks as she thinks about all the times she never
had with her mother. They weren't exactly close, but she was still her
mother. Willow's head shoots up to look at her mother's killers, but they
are already gone. Three bite marks can be seen on either side of her
mother's neck, and on her left wrist. A wasted life.
A/N: I am posting this story for my friend Shay, who couldn't post it herself. I thought that she deserved to have her work known. Also, Shay LOVES feedback!
"Damn it!" Angelus shouted as he threw the vampire messenger across the
room. Bones broke as the vampire hit the wall, hard.
"How could she do it?" Angelus whispered vehemently. "How could she even
try?"
"Well, Red really does have some power then?" Spike laughed. "Dru saw it,
didn't you ducks?"
"Ooh, it's all different. Daddy's still with us...they sing when they should
mourn." Drusilla whimpered.
"Who should mourn Dru?" Spike asked, hoping for some new trouble.
"The stars. Daddy should be dead. The witch changed it all, made new
memories for the world to see."
"The witch? So you mean Willow?" Angelus asked calming down.
"Yeah." Drusilla smiles. "The witch has power. She wants to keep daddy
safe."
"Ah..." Angelus picks up the messenger vampire, and brushed off his shirt.
"My apologies then. I though you were telling me that she was doing spells
to restore my soul."
"C-can I go now sir?" The messenger vampire asks, fear making his voice
shake.
"Sure!" Angelus says happily. When the vampire turns, Angelus grabs a sword
from the wall, and cuts off the vampires head. The vampire dusts and Angelus
turns back to Drusilla and Spike.
"I think it's time we pay a visit to our Willow."
Willow was just out of the shower when there was a knock at her door.
Assuming it was Buffy who said she would try to stop by, Willow just wrapped
her towel around herself, and walked down stairs. When she opened the door
she said
"Buffy, come on..." She stopped, thankfully before that all important word
'in', because it was not Buffy on her front porch, but three vampires.
Angel, Spike, and the insane Drusilla to be exact.
"Sure you don't want to finish that sentence, luv? " Spike asked mockingly.
"What do you want?" Willow asked, shaken.
"Willow...you look...great." Angelus said looking her up and down. "This is a
good look for you. I like it. Let's see what's underneath."
"What do you want?" Willow said again, ignoring his remark.
"What do I want? Hmm...let's see. I would really love to torture and kill
your friends and family, but we don't always get what we want. Oh wait,
actually I did." Angelus grabs something from against the wall, and throws
it at Willow. Willow falls to the floor, thrown off her feet by the weight
of...a body. A dead, familiar female body. As she moves out from under it,
she turns the body over, to see her mother's face starring back at here.
Hot tears roll down her cheeks as she thinks about all the times she never
had with her mother. They weren't exactly close, but she was still her
mother. Willow's head shoots up to look at her mother's killers, but they
are already gone. Three bite marks can be seen on either side of her
mother's neck, and on her left wrist. A wasted life.
A/N: I am posting this story for my friend Shay, who couldn't post it herself. I thought that she deserved to have her work known. Also, Shay LOVES feedback!