~ AN- hey people! How many of you saw the finale of Buffy??? Well, I was so freaking
mad!!!!!! Spike died, saving the world!!!!!!! I was like crying my eyes out and freaking out
because next to Willow, Spike was like my favorite character!!!! ARGH! How could they end it
like that!!!!!!?????? I so hate how they are ending the whole series!!!!!! Well, now that I got that
out, I'll get on with the story because you all are probably reading this and thinking ~ God, she's
weird! ~ and freaking out only can happen for so long! Well... I'm done......for now....... ~
Disclaimer- still don't own, God, I never will!
Chapter 7
Angel felt searing pain rip up his spine. Splinters punctured through the light satin shirt
on his back, and the large pieces of broken wood dug into his skin.
His vision blurred for a moment. A sudden heat stitched up the front of his chest, and for
a moment, he thought his chest had caught on fire. He tried to move, to sit up right and see what
Knite was going to do, but his body wouldn't go along with the idea.
Wild, high pitched laughter came from the bellowing smoke from the explosion. Knite's
laughter. Her shadowy figure emerged from the thick smoke, stepping over broken pieces of
wood, concrete and glass.
" Honey, I'm home,"
Those words sent the hairs on the back of Angel's neck standing straight up. From across
the room, Cordy gave a small, almost un hearable groan.
Angel turned his head to she where Cordeilla lay. The force of the explosion had sent her
smack into the far wall. Her eyes were closed and the only movement that came of her was the
shallow moving up and down of her chest as she breathed. She was unconscious.
Suddenly, without any warning, Angel's head was whipped back around and he found
himself staring up into Knite's eyes of gray.
" Sorry about the rude entering," she spoke, amusement showing in her face and voice,
" but you know me, I always have to come in with a bang,"
Angel grunted in response, his vocal cords wouldn't say what he wanted, which wasn't
exactly the most flattering things he had ever thought.
With a smirk, Knite bent down and propped her knees upon Angel's upper chest. Angel
felt the pieces of wood that were beneath him push deeper into his back, some even cutting the
skin and sending little trickles of blood running in vertical lines down his shirt and back.
" Now Angel," Knite spoke, in a voice of mock hurt, " aren't you even going to say hello to
me? Well, I guess you don't have to, I'll just take what I came here for and leave,"
Angel's eyes narrowed into slits. Even though she had not said it directly, he knew what
she meant. The meaning behind the words " I'll take what I came here to get" sent a chill through
his body and fear lept into his heart. The thing she had come to claim was Cordeilla.
" If you touch her," Angel spoke, with much difficulty and through grit teeth, " then I
don't care how much stronger you are than me, I'll rip you limb from limb and enjoy doing it,"
" Ohh," Knite smirked, " Angel, for a minute there, you almost sounded like good 'ol
Angelus again, maybe the whore did have a good effect on you. Maybe, just for that, I'll make
her death fairly quick...maybe..."
Angel tried to muster the strength go fight her off of him, but it was hopeless, all his
strength had been drained, and there was nothing he could do but watch as Knite got her way,
got Cordy.
Without out any more options, Angel resorted to the last thing he knew.
" Please," he choked down his pride and begged, " don't hurt her. Your fight is with me,
not Cordeilla. Please Knite, if you have any feelings inside you rather than hate and anger, please
just leave her out of this...."
Knite cocked her head to one side, almost in surprise. She studied Angel with her eyes
for a few moments, and then looked almost confused.
" I've never heard you beg, let alone for life before, " she stated, and with amazing speed,
pulled herself off Angel's chest and looked down at him, " I don't know anything but hate and
anger Angel, so you wasted your begging on me. You know I won't spare her life, and you know
I like pain, so I wish you nightmares every night till I kill you about what tortures I put your
lover through....."
Angel tried to protest, to beg some more, but was cut off when he felt pain shred through
his exposed stomach. In a blur, he looked down at his stomach, where the pain had ecumalated
from, to find one of the broken pieces of wood sticking in it.
" You......bitch...." Angel swore as blood gushed out form under the wood impaled deep
in his stomach.
" You see Angel," Knite spoke as she whipped her hands clean of splinters on her pant
legs, " I can't have you coming to the rescue of your little princess just yet. I know that wound
won't kill you, probably won't even keep you down till sunset tonight, but I do want my time
playing with her to be fun, and if you just barged in, I wouldn't have a good time,"
She walked over to where Cordy lay unconscious, and with one swift movement, lifted
the woman and hoisted her up over her shoulder.
Angel, in one last protest, tried to lift his arms to pull the wood out form himself, but his
body wouldn't move, couldn't move. He was forced to lay there and watch helplessly as he was
unable to stop Knite from taking Cordy.
Just as Knite passed into the clearing smoke, she turned back to Angel with her normal
smirk bigger and brighter than usual.
" If you manage to get that stick out of you, you might be able to get to where I'm at. You
should know the place, it's the same place you tried to kill me, and let me tell you something, by
nightfall, you won't even be able to recognize your little girlfriend. By the time you find her,
she'll be long dead and I'll be gone, planning about how I'm going to kill you. Oh, I thought I
should let you in on a little secret too. You know that son of yours, he's kinda cute, so, depending
on my mood, I might just make him one of us....I need a new boy toy...I had to get rid of my old
one..."
Angel tried to cry after her when she, carrying Cordy, disappeared into the streets of LA,
but he couldn't...the pain held back every attempt to try and stop her from taking Cordy.
Another jolt of pain ran up his body as he tried to move. The wood was edged deeper into
the soft flesh of his stomach, and the pain was so unbearable, that Angel's world suddenly went
black.......
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~ AN- So, what did you think??? Any good??? Come on, you all know you want to press the
little button at the bottom of the page *Marked "submit review"* and tell me....* Hint hint!*!
Well....what's going to happen next...how's Cordeilla going to get out of this one???
WARNING!!! NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE EXTERMLY VIOLENT, GORY AND FILLED
WITH TORTURE!!!!!!!!!!! There, you have been warned!! If you don't believe me, go read my
story "Glittering darkness" in the BTVS section and see what I'm capable of doing to people. Just
to let you know, Stephen King is my favorite author and it is my goal in life to become a famous
writer like him....so that might explain why I'm about to torture everyone!!!! Anywaz, I'll try to
update soon *Shcool's almost out, but I have projects, tests and a major math assessment coming
up, so I don't know how I'll do about the next update!* But I will TRY to update for you
people!!!! Well, gotta fly! ~
mad!!!!!! Spike died, saving the world!!!!!!! I was like crying my eyes out and freaking out
because next to Willow, Spike was like my favorite character!!!! ARGH! How could they end it
like that!!!!!!?????? I so hate how they are ending the whole series!!!!!! Well, now that I got that
out, I'll get on with the story because you all are probably reading this and thinking ~ God, she's
weird! ~ and freaking out only can happen for so long! Well... I'm done......for now....... ~
Disclaimer- still don't own, God, I never will!
Chapter 7
Angel felt searing pain rip up his spine. Splinters punctured through the light satin shirt
on his back, and the large pieces of broken wood dug into his skin.
His vision blurred for a moment. A sudden heat stitched up the front of his chest, and for
a moment, he thought his chest had caught on fire. He tried to move, to sit up right and see what
Knite was going to do, but his body wouldn't go along with the idea.
Wild, high pitched laughter came from the bellowing smoke from the explosion. Knite's
laughter. Her shadowy figure emerged from the thick smoke, stepping over broken pieces of
wood, concrete and glass.
" Honey, I'm home,"
Those words sent the hairs on the back of Angel's neck standing straight up. From across
the room, Cordy gave a small, almost un hearable groan.
Angel turned his head to she where Cordeilla lay. The force of the explosion had sent her
smack into the far wall. Her eyes were closed and the only movement that came of her was the
shallow moving up and down of her chest as she breathed. She was unconscious.
Suddenly, without any warning, Angel's head was whipped back around and he found
himself staring up into Knite's eyes of gray.
" Sorry about the rude entering," she spoke, amusement showing in her face and voice,
" but you know me, I always have to come in with a bang,"
Angel grunted in response, his vocal cords wouldn't say what he wanted, which wasn't
exactly the most flattering things he had ever thought.
With a smirk, Knite bent down and propped her knees upon Angel's upper chest. Angel
felt the pieces of wood that were beneath him push deeper into his back, some even cutting the
skin and sending little trickles of blood running in vertical lines down his shirt and back.
" Now Angel," Knite spoke, in a voice of mock hurt, " aren't you even going to say hello to
me? Well, I guess you don't have to, I'll just take what I came here for and leave,"
Angel's eyes narrowed into slits. Even though she had not said it directly, he knew what
she meant. The meaning behind the words " I'll take what I came here to get" sent a chill through
his body and fear lept into his heart. The thing she had come to claim was Cordeilla.
" If you touch her," Angel spoke, with much difficulty and through grit teeth, " then I
don't care how much stronger you are than me, I'll rip you limb from limb and enjoy doing it,"
" Ohh," Knite smirked, " Angel, for a minute there, you almost sounded like good 'ol
Angelus again, maybe the whore did have a good effect on you. Maybe, just for that, I'll make
her death fairly quick...maybe..."
Angel tried to muster the strength go fight her off of him, but it was hopeless, all his
strength had been drained, and there was nothing he could do but watch as Knite got her way,
got Cordy.
Without out any more options, Angel resorted to the last thing he knew.
" Please," he choked down his pride and begged, " don't hurt her. Your fight is with me,
not Cordeilla. Please Knite, if you have any feelings inside you rather than hate and anger, please
just leave her out of this...."
Knite cocked her head to one side, almost in surprise. She studied Angel with her eyes
for a few moments, and then looked almost confused.
" I've never heard you beg, let alone for life before, " she stated, and with amazing speed,
pulled herself off Angel's chest and looked down at him, " I don't know anything but hate and
anger Angel, so you wasted your begging on me. You know I won't spare her life, and you know
I like pain, so I wish you nightmares every night till I kill you about what tortures I put your
lover through....."
Angel tried to protest, to beg some more, but was cut off when he felt pain shred through
his exposed stomach. In a blur, he looked down at his stomach, where the pain had ecumalated
from, to find one of the broken pieces of wood sticking in it.
" You......bitch...." Angel swore as blood gushed out form under the wood impaled deep
in his stomach.
" You see Angel," Knite spoke as she whipped her hands clean of splinters on her pant
legs, " I can't have you coming to the rescue of your little princess just yet. I know that wound
won't kill you, probably won't even keep you down till sunset tonight, but I do want my time
playing with her to be fun, and if you just barged in, I wouldn't have a good time,"
She walked over to where Cordy lay unconscious, and with one swift movement, lifted
the woman and hoisted her up over her shoulder.
Angel, in one last protest, tried to lift his arms to pull the wood out form himself, but his
body wouldn't move, couldn't move. He was forced to lay there and watch helplessly as he was
unable to stop Knite from taking Cordy.
Just as Knite passed into the clearing smoke, she turned back to Angel with her normal
smirk bigger and brighter than usual.
" If you manage to get that stick out of you, you might be able to get to where I'm at. You
should know the place, it's the same place you tried to kill me, and let me tell you something, by
nightfall, you won't even be able to recognize your little girlfriend. By the time you find her,
she'll be long dead and I'll be gone, planning about how I'm going to kill you. Oh, I thought I
should let you in on a little secret too. You know that son of yours, he's kinda cute, so, depending
on my mood, I might just make him one of us....I need a new boy toy...I had to get rid of my old
one..."
Angel tried to cry after her when she, carrying Cordy, disappeared into the streets of LA,
but he couldn't...the pain held back every attempt to try and stop her from taking Cordy.
Another jolt of pain ran up his body as he tried to move. The wood was edged deeper into
the soft flesh of his stomach, and the pain was so unbearable, that Angel's world suddenly went
black.......
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~ AN- So, what did you think??? Any good??? Come on, you all know you want to press the
little button at the bottom of the page *Marked "submit review"* and tell me....* Hint hint!*!
Well....what's going to happen next...how's Cordeilla going to get out of this one???
WARNING!!! NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE EXTERMLY VIOLENT, GORY AND FILLED
WITH TORTURE!!!!!!!!!!! There, you have been warned!! If you don't believe me, go read my
story "Glittering darkness" in the BTVS section and see what I'm capable of doing to people. Just
to let you know, Stephen King is my favorite author and it is my goal in life to become a famous
writer like him....so that might explain why I'm about to torture everyone!!!! Anywaz, I'll try to
update soon *Shcool's almost out, but I have projects, tests and a major math assessment coming
up, so I don't know how I'll do about the next update!* But I will TRY to update for you
people!!!! Well, gotta fly! ~