-'Master of Puppets.'-
Pairings: Vampire B/A/Dru, implied vamp B/X and Dru/X. Hints of F/X eventually.
A/N: 5th in the "Ecstasy of Gold" series. Master of Puppets is pulling your strings, twisting your mind and smashing your dreams. Be warned, this part is very dark.
A/N 2: God knows you can't write more unless you get reviews. And as for Faith and Kendra, assume that the watchers wanted a slayer they could keep a better handle on, so they sent Faith to 'take care of' Angelus and Buffy. Kendra is still off somewhere fighting the good fight. And I've got a lot going on this week, so probably no more until the weekend. Sorry.
Disclaimers: I don't own anything relating to Buffy, Angel, or Metallica.
Timeframe: S2 AU. Hell on Earth. And I'm stealing more from S3's "The Wish."
Dedicated to the ones you can't save, and to the ones you can.
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Faith watched the road pass her by. Not much had changed in the last few months or so. Not for her really. Just switched one version of hell for another. The driver of the car turned around. "Faith, is there something the matter?"
"Nah Wes, just thinking."
"Oh."
In truth Wes wasn't that bad of a guy, Faith reasoned, he just sucked at fighting and being anything other than overly British. But he was one of the few watchers left. And they were paired up to go 'fix the problem' in California. She would have rather had Kendra along for the ride, but Travers said that they needed her in reserve 'in case the worst were to happen.'
She chuckled. 'The worst that could happen.' Like life is a bowl of cherries right now.
"Are you sure you're okay Faith?"
She sighed and looked over next to her. Wes had his glasses on, staring at the road. He made a big whole deal about her not being old enough to drive. Yeah, like the cops were going to pull them over.
"Just peachy Wes. How much longer till the big ol' vampathon we got going on?"
Wes sighed as the sun began to set. "Well, I believe that-that the Hellmouth, which is situated in the city of Sunnydale, or rather under the city of Sunnydale..."
Faith rolled her eyes. "I meant like in miles or hours or something Wes, not in boring lectures."
"Faith! As I'm sure you've been told hundreds of times, the entire West Coast of the America's is under demonic rule, the rest of the Western Hemisphere is falling, it is only a matter of time until the demons are to spread to the rest of the world. It is our sworn and sacred duty to stop this from happening."
"And how are we supposed to stop it when even the incredible Mr. Giles and amazing Buffy Summers, couldn't?"
Wes shook his head. "I do not know, but we must try."
He turned back to the road and turned on the headlights. A little girl stood in the middle of the street.
"Wes, Look out!"
The car swerved out of control, barely missing the small child. The car skidded to a full stop twenty yards down the road. "You okay Wes?"
The watcher's air bag had deployed although he looked a little dazed. "I..."
He was interrupted when the car door was pulled open and he was yanked out.
Faith reached for her seatbelt. "Shit."
Faith jumped out of the car and knocked the vampire away from Wes. The vamp smirked and charged the slayer. She lifted her leg and smashed her heel into its abdomen. Faith readied her stake and slammed it into the child's chest. The vampire shifted back into its human form. The child's face looked back at her in innocent terror as it turned to ash. Wesley ran up to her. "Are you okay Faith?"
The brunette slayer simply turned around and walked to the car. "Five by five."
They both got back into the car. Faith looked out the window seeing the purple haze finish its retreat from the night sky.
"Just five by five."
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Drusilla smiled as Angelus entered the room. Even after all these years, even when the 'not-Daddy' came and took her Daddy away from her, when he regaled her with a smile it was like a fire was lit inside her. She was so wanted and loved. Sure, Spike had helped, Spike was always there to make her feel loved, but Daddy took Spike away. She fingered the small locket that she put some of Spikes ashes in. Naughty Daddy took away her Spike and used most of the ashes as a litter box. But she was able to keep some of it.
Her grin turned into a scowl as she saw Daddy's new daughter come over to him and rub against him. That Buffy was no good. She was sure of it. The bad slayer made the 'not-Daddy' go away, but now he wouldn't pay any attention to _her_. She started to whimper to herself. Daddy never wanted to play with her anymore. Suddenly she got an idea and ran over to Angelus.
"Can I play with the puppy?"
Angelus rolled his eyes. "What have I been saying Dru? If you keep on breaking your toys, you can't enjoy them for long."
Drusilla shook her head. "But I haven't broken him Daddy, I promise."
Buffy smirked. "You mean _I_ haven't broken him, _yet_"
"The puppy was sooo good when we made Miss Edith some green eggs and ham."
Buffy laughed. Angelus leered at his blond childe. "I thought I told you to keep the Dr. Seuss books away from her."
Buffy grinned mischievously. "I had nothing to do with it."
The master vampire turned back to his elder childe and held out a set of keys. "Sure Dru, just make sure you clean up after him this time. It was really hard for the minions to clean up the stains yesterday."
The insane vampire grinned and snatched the keys from her sire's hand. "Ohh I promise Daddy. I promise that I'll be good."
Angelus smirked. "No Dru, be just the opposite, do your worst."
Drusilla squealed and ran away.
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Drusilla frowned playfully as she walked into the basement of the Bronze. "Bored now."
She stilled and waited for an answer. After a second she continued walking. She stopped at a wall with whips, chains and other instruments of torture hanging peacefully.
"Daytime's the worst." She ran a hand over her black leather outfit. "Miss Edith and I get cooped up for hours. Can't hunt."
She looked at all of the items before taking a pair of iron shears. She walked over to a cell in the corner of the room. She took the shears and clinked it along the bars.
Drusilla smiled and nodded her head. "But the Daddy said I could play. Oh you like it when we play. I know you do."
Again the silence was her only reply.
She wistfully looked up at the ceiling. "You make sure wonderful noises when we play."
Inside the figure began to stir.
Drusilla grinned and looked back into the cell. "I cant wait to play today. Miss Edith told me all sorts of new games we can play. I can be the top hat and you can be the shoe. Doesn't that sound like fun, Puppy?"
The figure raised a hand and gave her the middle finger salute as its answer.
"Oooh, that's a bad, naughty, feisty puppy."
She unlocked the cell door and swung it in.
"Mommy likes it when you're feisty."
The vampire walked along the inside of the cell. She waits for an answer. After a couple of seconds she walks a little closer "Aw... Puppy's being all quiet. Come on. Don't be a spoilsport."
She lunged and the figure and slams him chest first against the floor. He resisted a little but was chained to the floor and walls. The man groaned as she straddled him. She grabbed him by the hair and jerked his head up.
Xander coughed up some spit and a little blood and spoke softly. "Damn Dru, is deadboy still not giving you the news?"
Drusilla frowned and ran the tips of the shears down along his chin and his throat. "Soo sad, Daddy used to play all the time. He used to play with you too, I miss him, but he's always with that bad horrible Buffy."
Xander coughed some more. "Yeah, I'm just crying away the time."
Drusilla smiled. "Aww my poor puppy, I know what'll cheer you up!"
She licked him from the base of his ear to his forehead and ran her sharp fingernails along his neck.
She grinned and threw his head forcefully back onto the floor. "You remember I told you about Daddy's plans? About how we are going to swim over the pond and bring everyone in the world some happy coats?"
She flipped him over onto his back and straddled his stomach. He let out a painful moan.
Drusilla smiled seductively. "That's right, Puppy... Mommy's gonna make you bark."
He cried out when she ripped open his shirt to reveal several very deep and bloody wounds on his chest. She touched them softly. "Oh... Perhaps Mommy went too hard on you last time."
A voice interrupted Drusilla's rantings. "Too hard? No such thing."
Drusilla turned back. Buffy walked into the faint lighting of the room. "Oh hello, did you want to join our tea party?"
Buffy grinned and leaned up against the bars from the outside. "Yeah, I know how much you like to share."
Drusilla growled and squeezed on Xander's arm. Xander cried out in pain. Dru smiled sheepishly and turned back to him. "Sorry Puppy, Mommy got a little distracted."
She squeezed his arm even harder. Xander screamed. Drusilla smiled. "That's better."
She turned back around to Buffy. "Did you want to go first? He's a bad puppy, always wetting the carpet."
Xander's voice meekly peeked through. "Well, maybe if you let me out every now and..."
Drusilla frowned. "Bad Puppy. Shush!"
Buffy smiled and walked into the cell. Drusilla stood up and walked over to her. "Why not? Its been a while since I've let you have any fun, now hasn't it Xander?"
The only surviving Scooby crawled as far back as he could as the two vampires walked into the darkness of his cell.
Pairings: Vampire B/A/Dru, implied vamp B/X and Dru/X. Hints of F/X eventually.
A/N: 5th in the "Ecstasy of Gold" series. Master of Puppets is pulling your strings, twisting your mind and smashing your dreams. Be warned, this part is very dark.
A/N 2: God knows you can't write more unless you get reviews. And as for Faith and Kendra, assume that the watchers wanted a slayer they could keep a better handle on, so they sent Faith to 'take care of' Angelus and Buffy. Kendra is still off somewhere fighting the good fight. And I've got a lot going on this week, so probably no more until the weekend. Sorry.
Disclaimers: I don't own anything relating to Buffy, Angel, or Metallica.
Timeframe: S2 AU. Hell on Earth. And I'm stealing more from S3's "The Wish."
Dedicated to the ones you can't save, and to the ones you can.
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Faith watched the road pass her by. Not much had changed in the last few months or so. Not for her really. Just switched one version of hell for another. The driver of the car turned around. "Faith, is there something the matter?"
"Nah Wes, just thinking."
"Oh."
In truth Wes wasn't that bad of a guy, Faith reasoned, he just sucked at fighting and being anything other than overly British. But he was one of the few watchers left. And they were paired up to go 'fix the problem' in California. She would have rather had Kendra along for the ride, but Travers said that they needed her in reserve 'in case the worst were to happen.'
She chuckled. 'The worst that could happen.' Like life is a bowl of cherries right now.
"Are you sure you're okay Faith?"
She sighed and looked over next to her. Wes had his glasses on, staring at the road. He made a big whole deal about her not being old enough to drive. Yeah, like the cops were going to pull them over.
"Just peachy Wes. How much longer till the big ol' vampathon we got going on?"
Wes sighed as the sun began to set. "Well, I believe that-that the Hellmouth, which is situated in the city of Sunnydale, or rather under the city of Sunnydale..."
Faith rolled her eyes. "I meant like in miles or hours or something Wes, not in boring lectures."
"Faith! As I'm sure you've been told hundreds of times, the entire West Coast of the America's is under demonic rule, the rest of the Western Hemisphere is falling, it is only a matter of time until the demons are to spread to the rest of the world. It is our sworn and sacred duty to stop this from happening."
"And how are we supposed to stop it when even the incredible Mr. Giles and amazing Buffy Summers, couldn't?"
Wes shook his head. "I do not know, but we must try."
He turned back to the road and turned on the headlights. A little girl stood in the middle of the street.
"Wes, Look out!"
The car swerved out of control, barely missing the small child. The car skidded to a full stop twenty yards down the road. "You okay Wes?"
The watcher's air bag had deployed although he looked a little dazed. "I..."
He was interrupted when the car door was pulled open and he was yanked out.
Faith reached for her seatbelt. "Shit."
Faith jumped out of the car and knocked the vampire away from Wes. The vamp smirked and charged the slayer. She lifted her leg and smashed her heel into its abdomen. Faith readied her stake and slammed it into the child's chest. The vampire shifted back into its human form. The child's face looked back at her in innocent terror as it turned to ash. Wesley ran up to her. "Are you okay Faith?"
The brunette slayer simply turned around and walked to the car. "Five by five."
They both got back into the car. Faith looked out the window seeing the purple haze finish its retreat from the night sky.
"Just five by five."
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Drusilla smiled as Angelus entered the room. Even after all these years, even when the 'not-Daddy' came and took her Daddy away from her, when he regaled her with a smile it was like a fire was lit inside her. She was so wanted and loved. Sure, Spike had helped, Spike was always there to make her feel loved, but Daddy took Spike away. She fingered the small locket that she put some of Spikes ashes in. Naughty Daddy took away her Spike and used most of the ashes as a litter box. But she was able to keep some of it.
Her grin turned into a scowl as she saw Daddy's new daughter come over to him and rub against him. That Buffy was no good. She was sure of it. The bad slayer made the 'not-Daddy' go away, but now he wouldn't pay any attention to _her_. She started to whimper to herself. Daddy never wanted to play with her anymore. Suddenly she got an idea and ran over to Angelus.
"Can I play with the puppy?"
Angelus rolled his eyes. "What have I been saying Dru? If you keep on breaking your toys, you can't enjoy them for long."
Drusilla shook her head. "But I haven't broken him Daddy, I promise."
Buffy smirked. "You mean _I_ haven't broken him, _yet_"
"The puppy was sooo good when we made Miss Edith some green eggs and ham."
Buffy laughed. Angelus leered at his blond childe. "I thought I told you to keep the Dr. Seuss books away from her."
Buffy grinned mischievously. "I had nothing to do with it."
The master vampire turned back to his elder childe and held out a set of keys. "Sure Dru, just make sure you clean up after him this time. It was really hard for the minions to clean up the stains yesterday."
The insane vampire grinned and snatched the keys from her sire's hand. "Ohh I promise Daddy. I promise that I'll be good."
Angelus smirked. "No Dru, be just the opposite, do your worst."
Drusilla squealed and ran away.
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Drusilla frowned playfully as she walked into the basement of the Bronze. "Bored now."
She stilled and waited for an answer. After a second she continued walking. She stopped at a wall with whips, chains and other instruments of torture hanging peacefully.
"Daytime's the worst." She ran a hand over her black leather outfit. "Miss Edith and I get cooped up for hours. Can't hunt."
She looked at all of the items before taking a pair of iron shears. She walked over to a cell in the corner of the room. She took the shears and clinked it along the bars.
Drusilla smiled and nodded her head. "But the Daddy said I could play. Oh you like it when we play. I know you do."
Again the silence was her only reply.
She wistfully looked up at the ceiling. "You make sure wonderful noises when we play."
Inside the figure began to stir.
Drusilla grinned and looked back into the cell. "I cant wait to play today. Miss Edith told me all sorts of new games we can play. I can be the top hat and you can be the shoe. Doesn't that sound like fun, Puppy?"
The figure raised a hand and gave her the middle finger salute as its answer.
"Oooh, that's a bad, naughty, feisty puppy."
She unlocked the cell door and swung it in.
"Mommy likes it when you're feisty."
The vampire walked along the inside of the cell. She waits for an answer. After a couple of seconds she walks a little closer "Aw... Puppy's being all quiet. Come on. Don't be a spoilsport."
She lunged and the figure and slams him chest first against the floor. He resisted a little but was chained to the floor and walls. The man groaned as she straddled him. She grabbed him by the hair and jerked his head up.
Xander coughed up some spit and a little blood and spoke softly. "Damn Dru, is deadboy still not giving you the news?"
Drusilla frowned and ran the tips of the shears down along his chin and his throat. "Soo sad, Daddy used to play all the time. He used to play with you too, I miss him, but he's always with that bad horrible Buffy."
Xander coughed some more. "Yeah, I'm just crying away the time."
Drusilla smiled. "Aww my poor puppy, I know what'll cheer you up!"
She licked him from the base of his ear to his forehead and ran her sharp fingernails along his neck.
She grinned and threw his head forcefully back onto the floor. "You remember I told you about Daddy's plans? About how we are going to swim over the pond and bring everyone in the world some happy coats?"
She flipped him over onto his back and straddled his stomach. He let out a painful moan.
Drusilla smiled seductively. "That's right, Puppy... Mommy's gonna make you bark."
He cried out when she ripped open his shirt to reveal several very deep and bloody wounds on his chest. She touched them softly. "Oh... Perhaps Mommy went too hard on you last time."
A voice interrupted Drusilla's rantings. "Too hard? No such thing."
Drusilla turned back. Buffy walked into the faint lighting of the room. "Oh hello, did you want to join our tea party?"
Buffy grinned and leaned up against the bars from the outside. "Yeah, I know how much you like to share."
Drusilla growled and squeezed on Xander's arm. Xander cried out in pain. Dru smiled sheepishly and turned back to him. "Sorry Puppy, Mommy got a little distracted."
She squeezed his arm even harder. Xander screamed. Drusilla smiled. "That's better."
She turned back around to Buffy. "Did you want to go first? He's a bad puppy, always wetting the carpet."
Xander's voice meekly peeked through. "Well, maybe if you let me out every now and..."
Drusilla frowned. "Bad Puppy. Shush!"
Buffy smiled and walked into the cell. Drusilla stood up and walked over to her. "Why not? Its been a while since I've let you have any fun, now hasn't it Xander?"
The only surviving Scooby crawled as far back as he could as the two vampires walked into the darkness of his cell.