Kidnapped!
Prologue
"That's my boy," Darla smirked, as Angel went into game face. She strode past him out the door, leaving him holding the limp form of Buffy's mother.
Chapter 1: The Kidnapping
Buffy walked into the kitchen expecting her mother drinking a cup of tea, doing the bills. She started to take her coat off, "Hi, Mom, I'm home-"She looked up to see Angel standing in game face over the body that was her mother.
"Oh my god!" she screamed. She started to run from the room when she ran right into another form in the darkened hallway.
"Where do you think you're going, luv? The party's just about to begin," said an unfamiliar British voice. She screamed.
"Now, now, none of that," Angelus said as he clamped a hand over Buffy's mouth.
"She's a pretty little chick. She'd be a nice slave....." the Brit voice said slowly.
"Don't even think about it, Spike," Angelus growled possessively as he pulled her body close to his, pinning her arms to her sides. She tried to maneuver her body so she could kick the Brit vampire, Spike, but Angelus's hold on her was like a steel vice.
"Likes to play, does she, Angelus? Hope you can handle her...." Spike said with a smirk.
"Don't worry, Spike. I'm over 200 years old now and the 'Scourge of Europe', I think I can handle a teenage girl," Angelus shot back.
"Relax, Peaches. You don't need to bite me. I'm already dead, remember?" Spike remarked coolly
"I'm fully aware of that and would you not call me that," Angelus said through gritted fangs.
"Whatever, Peaches. You have the potion?" Spike asked casually leaning against the wall.
"Yes, of course," he snapped, "stupid witch gave it to me before asking what I wanted it for........tasty though......" he chuckled.
"Had a bit of fun did you?" Spike smirked again. He looked over at the frightened teen. "Ooo, look I think we're actually scaring her. You know, pet, you're rather pretty when you're scared."
She trembled under his stare. What were they going to do to her? She tried to wriggle away. After a few minutes, she had freed her hand while the two vampires continued their conversation.
She prepared herself for the possible fight. She formed a fist and punched Spike. He immediately grabbed her arm and twisted her body into his embrace.
"Now, luv, that wasn't very nice........" he kissed her neck tenderly, "..........or polite......." he kissed her again, ".......or come to think of it, even smart........." he kissed her a final time and smirked.
"Spike, I think it's time for our beauty to be sleeping," Angelus reminded him, as he pulled out a vial filled with what looked like liquid night sky. "Open her mouth."
Spike removed his hand from her mouth and, before she could scream, kissed her deeply, probing her mouth with his tongue.
"Spike. Spike. Spike!" Angelus crossed his arms and tapped his foot waiting impatiently.
When his mouth finally left hers, he grabbed the vial and poured the whole potion down her throat. It only took a few minutes before she swayed unsteadily on her feet and collapsed into Spike.
"She even prettier when she's asleep," Spike remarked as he gently picked her up and cradled her in his arms. Her head lolled onto his shoulder and she groaned in her sleep.
"Quit admiring the cargo and let's get out of here, someone could have called the police," Angelus snapped. They walked out the back door; Angelus in the lead with Spike and Buffy in tow.
Prologue
"That's my boy," Darla smirked, as Angel went into game face. She strode past him out the door, leaving him holding the limp form of Buffy's mother.
Chapter 1: The Kidnapping
Buffy walked into the kitchen expecting her mother drinking a cup of tea, doing the bills. She started to take her coat off, "Hi, Mom, I'm home-"She looked up to see Angel standing in game face over the body that was her mother.
"Oh my god!" she screamed. She started to run from the room when she ran right into another form in the darkened hallway.
"Where do you think you're going, luv? The party's just about to begin," said an unfamiliar British voice. She screamed.
"Now, now, none of that," Angelus said as he clamped a hand over Buffy's mouth.
"She's a pretty little chick. She'd be a nice slave....." the Brit voice said slowly.
"Don't even think about it, Spike," Angelus growled possessively as he pulled her body close to his, pinning her arms to her sides. She tried to maneuver her body so she could kick the Brit vampire, Spike, but Angelus's hold on her was like a steel vice.
"Likes to play, does she, Angelus? Hope you can handle her...." Spike said with a smirk.
"Don't worry, Spike. I'm over 200 years old now and the 'Scourge of Europe', I think I can handle a teenage girl," Angelus shot back.
"Relax, Peaches. You don't need to bite me. I'm already dead, remember?" Spike remarked coolly
"I'm fully aware of that and would you not call me that," Angelus said through gritted fangs.
"Whatever, Peaches. You have the potion?" Spike asked casually leaning against the wall.
"Yes, of course," he snapped, "stupid witch gave it to me before asking what I wanted it for........tasty though......" he chuckled.
"Had a bit of fun did you?" Spike smirked again. He looked over at the frightened teen. "Ooo, look I think we're actually scaring her. You know, pet, you're rather pretty when you're scared."
She trembled under his stare. What were they going to do to her? She tried to wriggle away. After a few minutes, she had freed her hand while the two vampires continued their conversation.
She prepared herself for the possible fight. She formed a fist and punched Spike. He immediately grabbed her arm and twisted her body into his embrace.
"Now, luv, that wasn't very nice........" he kissed her neck tenderly, "..........or polite......." he kissed her again, ".......or come to think of it, even smart........." he kissed her a final time and smirked.
"Spike, I think it's time for our beauty to be sleeping," Angelus reminded him, as he pulled out a vial filled with what looked like liquid night sky. "Open her mouth."
Spike removed his hand from her mouth and, before she could scream, kissed her deeply, probing her mouth with his tongue.
"Spike. Spike. Spike!" Angelus crossed his arms and tapped his foot waiting impatiently.
When his mouth finally left hers, he grabbed the vial and poured the whole potion down her throat. It only took a few minutes before she swayed unsteadily on her feet and collapsed into Spike.
"She even prettier when she's asleep," Spike remarked as he gently picked her up and cradled her in his arms. Her head lolled onto his shoulder and she groaned in her sleep.
"Quit admiring the cargo and let's get out of here, someone could have called the police," Angelus snapped. They walked out the back door; Angelus in the lead with Spike and Buffy in tow.