SunnyHell
Summary: Sunnydale is a town built by a master vampire with an idea for a town run and built for creatures of the night.
Chapters 1
1700's Ireland
The last thing Liam remembers is her face before he dies. When he awoke he was in a small wooden box. He quikly found he couldn't push the lid up on the box. He started to panic; he started to bang his fist against the lid. When he broke the box and dirt fell in, he knew he had been buried alive, so he clawed his way to the surface before he ran out of air. When he broke the surface he pulled himself out of the ground. He looks up to see the face of a woman, the one he last saw.
Liam is gasping for air as he reaches the top. "You know air isn't a necessity anymore, child." Darla says. "Now get up and follow me, my angel. We will have a lot to do before the sun rises, like feed and find you a place to stay, my angel."
He got up off the ground and followed her to a group of people being held by other people. As they approached the group she turned and asks if he was hungry. "Yes, madam I am so famished that it hurts in my chest. My throat feels like I haven't drunk any thing in years."
"That is what we call blood lust. Now follow what I do and do as I do my angel." She went to one of the person being held and shifted into her demon mask. Liam was amazed at how she drink the person's blood not spilled a single drop. He followed her lead and feed on not one but two people's blood.
"Oh, this is going be such fun. I am going show you the pleasures of being a vampire; you are going be the most vicious one of them all. I will show you pain and pleasure that you have only dreamed of. How do you like the taste of fear in the blood of your victim?" she asked him while leading him away from the group. She takes him to a secured location to torture him into submission. It takes days for him to submit to his sire demands. He finally is allowed to ask one question.
"Sire, why do you call me your angel?"
"I can call you anything I want childe, but to answer you question that you earned thru my good graces. I call you my angel because when I saw you, you had an angelic face." She went on to give him the rules that she held him to and the price of disobedience.
Summary: Sunnydale is a town built by a master vampire with an idea for a town run and built for creatures of the night.
Chapters 1
1700's Ireland
The last thing Liam remembers is her face before he dies. When he awoke he was in a small wooden box. He quikly found he couldn't push the lid up on the box. He started to panic; he started to bang his fist against the lid. When he broke the box and dirt fell in, he knew he had been buried alive, so he clawed his way to the surface before he ran out of air. When he broke the surface he pulled himself out of the ground. He looks up to see the face of a woman, the one he last saw.
Liam is gasping for air as he reaches the top. "You know air isn't a necessity anymore, child." Darla says. "Now get up and follow me, my angel. We will have a lot to do before the sun rises, like feed and find you a place to stay, my angel."
He got up off the ground and followed her to a group of people being held by other people. As they approached the group she turned and asks if he was hungry. "Yes, madam I am so famished that it hurts in my chest. My throat feels like I haven't drunk any thing in years."
"That is what we call blood lust. Now follow what I do and do as I do my angel." She went to one of the person being held and shifted into her demon mask. Liam was amazed at how she drink the person's blood not spilled a single drop. He followed her lead and feed on not one but two people's blood.
"Oh, this is going be such fun. I am going show you the pleasures of being a vampire; you are going be the most vicious one of them all. I will show you pain and pleasure that you have only dreamed of. How do you like the taste of fear in the blood of your victim?" she asked him while leading him away from the group. She takes him to a secured location to torture him into submission. It takes days for him to submit to his sire demands. He finally is allowed to ask one question.
"Sire, why do you call me your angel?"
"I can call you anything I want childe, but to answer you question that you earned thru my good graces. I call you my angel because when I saw you, you had an angelic face." She went on to give him the rules that she held him to and the price of disobedience.