Here's chapter 4. The song in this is Haunted by Evanescence

Faith lay in bed. The sun had come a few hours ago. She felt him stir in the bed next to her. After she had seen her in the door way he walked over and had started to kiss her in a passionate and harsh way. They spent the next three hours in bed. It had gone from gentle to ruff. And that was what she liked. What they did was a thousand more times everything then anything she had done before. She remembered those noises, almost animal, between a growl and a purr, then the roars. Oh...those noises. He remembered those words, the first one's he said.

'You're so soft; I've missed that softness. My beautiful dark siren.'

He nuzzled the small of her neck. Gently planting loving kisses all along the open skin of her body. Loving as odd as that may seem, yes they were loving and she loved them; her arms went around his neck immediately. She loved this, in just those few seconds she loved it. She felt her thoughts drift away. This was too nice, to nice to think about what she was doing. To nice to know these kisses, these touches came from a monster, a monster......like she was before....and was now, more terrifying then ever before.

After she was amazed that she had any energy left but she did. He'd gotten up and started to put the clothes on that had been thrown everywhere around the room and gotten her clothes as well and brought them over to her. He was hungry hadn't eaten yet. They went out.

He taught her torture. Half she already knew half was disgustingly new but she loved. She couldn't stop the emotion from coming it just came. Watching had made her hungry once again. She went off in the distance and found another young man to toy with and torture before she killed.

Angelus had come up from behind her after she was done and kissed and bit her neck.

"She walks in beauty like the night," he said with a smile.

Faith had smiled and let out a loud haughty laugh.

That had all been before. They had gone back to the hotel where they were staying they had gone right back to bed, hurt each other, but it was so much fun.....it scared her.

After he just held her close, stroked her skin, ran his hands threw her dark hair, said gentle words of a lover in her ear, until they had fallen asleep, maybe she had fallen asleep first she couldn't remember. She had woken up later and all these thoughts had come to her. She gently ran her hand over back and kissed his forehead.

How did she feel about him? Angelus, the demon with the angelic face. He cared for her more then Angel ever would have....or was that just an illusion he made? Been with him was like........swimming and drowning at the same time. It's so fun, so wonderful, she felt so free.....and the way he looked at her....but at the same time she knew what she was doing was wrong, that he was pulling her into the ever growing darkness and once she was there she would NEVER be able to get out. She remembered the song on the radio she had heard the night before she had been turned.

Long lost words whisper slowly to me,

Still can't find what keeps me here,

When all this time I've been so hollow inside,

I know you're still there.

Watching me, Wanting me,

I can feel me pull you down,

Fearing you, Loving you,

I won't let you pull me down.

Hunting you I can smell you- alive,

Your heart pounding in my head.

Watching me, Wanting me,

I can feel me pull you down,

Saving me, Raping me,

Watching me.

Angelus......my door to my new life, a world of new things. Of dark things. Such dark and such beautiful things. Angelus, I love you, I hate you. Your everything to me in a world where I have almost nothing. But still I can't get enough of this new world, this world I was meant to fight, this world that's so alluring, so intoxicating, how can I even think to resist?

Do all new vampires start out this way? Not sure if they are happy this way or not. If they love their new life or hate? No one had ever told her. She had never thought to ask. She nestled deeper into Angelus' chest. His arm that was around her gripped tighter in his sleep. Monster, demon, sire, teacher, partner, artist, murderer, kisser, friend, lover. He belonged to her......the way she belonged to him.

Siren. Creature's of ancient myth. Unearthly beautiful woman who lived on the surface rocks of the ocean. They'd sing their beautiful songs and the sailors of passing ships would hear them and move toward them unable to think of doing anything else. Upon seeing them they would become all the more entranced with them. Nothing could stop them from moving toward these beautiful creatures, it would as if they were all they could see and hear. Only them.

Of course the ships would ram into the nearby rocks and sink taking the sailors with them, only to die with the song of the beautiful sirens still filling their thoughts.

Faith was his siren. The siren of their kind now. The way her victims became entranced by her beauty, enough that it drew them near her, only to meet their deaths. She was a siren. His siren. Angelus gently ran his fingers through her long ebony hair. He loved her hair. So dark and soft. Always so soft. Holding her tight. Tomorrow he would take them back to Angel's hotel where his friends were. That darkness that had been in her for so long was finally coming out. He loved watching her hurt, loved watching her kill and laugh.

That laugh that could set your soul on fire, well, if you had one anyway. Faith was always meant for this kind of life, the darkness didn't just surround her, it blended with her. She walks in beauty like the night..... He almost let out a laugh. That poem was practically written for her.

She took her vengeance on a unfair world that had treated her so horribly. She didn't even realize she was doing it. She hated them with a rage and passion that surpassed anyone that he had ever known. That's what would make her strong. That's what would make her unstoppable. He had first seen it with Buffy. The spoiled rich girl who had everything anyone could want and never stopped whining or saying how hard it is. That's what Faith saw, that's what he saw too. What those others saw in her was beyond him. He didn't even know what Angel saw in her and he was him. That didn't matter. He and Faith were going to take on the world together. And no one was going to stop them.

Here's the next chapter, if you have heard Lord Byron's poem "She Walks In Beauty Like The Night", here it is. I was rereading it and I thought it was perfect for the character Faith.

She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o'er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling place.

And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!