Title: Hidden Underneath
Author: coco_nut03
Rating: R to NC-17
Pairing: W/Aus
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters from the show but everything
else I do own!! Feedback is greatly appreciated. Good or bad, it doesn't
matter!
Hey guys! This is my first story so please be gentle. In the beginning I was going to go with the current storyline on Buffy and Angel but I've decided to just make up my own story!
"Willow?" the voice called. "Five more minutes." she mumbled into her pillow. "Come on. It's time to go." The female voice called out once again. Willow slowly got up and felt her way to the nearby bathroom. She switched on the light and turned on the faucet. "Willow, the sun's almost set. We've got to take the girls to the cemetery." Buffy gently spoke as she peered into the bathroom. "I know.I'm up. Give me two minutes and I'll be ready for vamp target practice." Willow mumbled unconvincingly.
She sighed as her thoughts wandered to the last couple of months. Each day had gone by like the last. Research through the books for the upcoming prophecy, take naps in between and then get up at night to help train the potential slayers. Willow was exhausted. She would give almost anything to go back to the days of just normal nights of slaying baddies and then going to school in the mornings to watch Cordelia and Xander childishly banter. Those were the days of simplicity. Well at least as simple as they could get.
Now things were so drastically different. The main thing was that Tara was gone. Sometimes Willow would hold onto Tara's stuffed bear and try in weak attempts to fall asleep. Her dreams were always the same. Tara was there standing on a balcony smiling as the wind blew through her hair but Willow could never reach her. Something was always holding her back. It was weird. Willow tried to analyze it but her conclusions never seemed quite right. It was as though there was a piece missing to the puzzle.
Now dressed and ready for training, Willow went downstairs to see the girls squabbling over who got to dust the first vampire. "Not again. Why can't they just stop for two seconds? My head is about to explode." Xander moaned. Buffy was all ready to dust the girls herself if it wasn't for Giles in the background shaking his head as if he knew what she was thinking. "Okay! Everybody get in the car now!" Buffy shouted. "Perhaps we should give them lessons in yoga. That should calm them down." Giles mildly suggested. "How about I crack open the animal tranquilizer gun and have some good, QUIET times?" Xander said in all seriousness. Willow smiled at the comment as she walked out of the house.
When they reached the cemetery, it was dark and peaceful. The girls and Buffy were on high alert as they patrolled for vampires. Willow walked slowly as she looked for any sign of the undead. Suddenly, she heard rustling in a nearby bush. "Willow! Get Down!" Buffy shouted out. Willow turned to see ten or eleven vamps come out from the shadows. Crouching down, she grabbed the stake that was tucked in the back of her pants. She then quickly rose up and awaited for an attack but none of the vamps came near her. If anything, she could have sworn that one of them helped her out of the way. That's Weird, she thought. Maybe she wasn't good enough for them to even bother with. Great! I'm being rejected by evil vamps! That does wonders for a girl's self esteem.
Willow then felt a hand on her shoulder so she quickly turned around and got ready to stake the undead body it belonged to. "He's coming for you, Willow." it spoke. Suddenly the vamp turned to dust. "There! I got that one all by myself!" one of the girls cried out in success. She was too busy in her victory to notice the paleness creeping onto Willow's complexion. What? What the hell did that mean? 'He's coming for you'? Who's coming?
Again she felt a hand on her shoulder as she snapped around. "Whoa! Wills! It's just me. Are you okay?" Buffy questioned with concern. Nervously, Willow nodded as she and the other girls made their way to the car.
~~~~~A few days earlier, in Los Angeles~~~~~
"Don't touch him!" Cordelia shouted. "What are you gonna do Cordy? Stare me down? I'm scared. Really, I am." The dangerous vampire smirked. "Please Angelus! Don't hurt him. He doesn't know what he's saying!" Cordy pleaded. "Well, why don't we ask him? Conner, son, who's your father?" Angelus inquired. "You are. Angel was nothing compared to you. He was a wimp. You're meant to be my real father." Conner said with determination. "No! Conner, listen to me! Angelus will kill you! He doesn't care about." Cordy was interrupted by Angelus, "Now, Cordy, you shouldn't be saying things that just aren't true. Connor's MY son. He's my blood.".
He then strode over to Connor and grabbed him by the shoulders. "Although I like you now, I think you'll be a hell of a lot more fun if you were dead." Angelus smirked before changing into his demon self and biting and draining Connor. "Noooo! Connor! Oh God! This can't be happening!" Cordelia cried out and immediately broke into frantic sobs. Angelus then punctured and slit his wrist and allowed for his new childe to drink from him.
He then stalked over to where Cordelia was chained to the wall and knelt down. "Aww, poor Cordelia. Don't cry.' Angelus purred. Suddenly, he and Cordelia looked up to see a newly revived Connor changing shape to his newly acquired demon image. "See. Like father, like son." Angelus smirked. He then got up and surveyed to room. All was well. The bodies of Angel's friends were scattered around him. Their marred bodies painted in blood brought a smile to the lips of Angelus. He was pleased with his work.
It was time for his plan to come full circle. He had his son by his side and all of his minions. They were faithful dogs that listened to their master. Now there were only three things that needed to be completed. One, visit the childe Angel had sired. Two, take back Spike and Drusilla. Lastly, and most important of all, find Willow and bring her back to who she belonged to. Angelus.
Hey guys! This is my first story so please be gentle. In the beginning I was going to go with the current storyline on Buffy and Angel but I've decided to just make up my own story!
"Willow?" the voice called. "Five more minutes." she mumbled into her pillow. "Come on. It's time to go." The female voice called out once again. Willow slowly got up and felt her way to the nearby bathroom. She switched on the light and turned on the faucet. "Willow, the sun's almost set. We've got to take the girls to the cemetery." Buffy gently spoke as she peered into the bathroom. "I know.I'm up. Give me two minutes and I'll be ready for vamp target practice." Willow mumbled unconvincingly.
She sighed as her thoughts wandered to the last couple of months. Each day had gone by like the last. Research through the books for the upcoming prophecy, take naps in between and then get up at night to help train the potential slayers. Willow was exhausted. She would give almost anything to go back to the days of just normal nights of slaying baddies and then going to school in the mornings to watch Cordelia and Xander childishly banter. Those were the days of simplicity. Well at least as simple as they could get.
Now things were so drastically different. The main thing was that Tara was gone. Sometimes Willow would hold onto Tara's stuffed bear and try in weak attempts to fall asleep. Her dreams were always the same. Tara was there standing on a balcony smiling as the wind blew through her hair but Willow could never reach her. Something was always holding her back. It was weird. Willow tried to analyze it but her conclusions never seemed quite right. It was as though there was a piece missing to the puzzle.
Now dressed and ready for training, Willow went downstairs to see the girls squabbling over who got to dust the first vampire. "Not again. Why can't they just stop for two seconds? My head is about to explode." Xander moaned. Buffy was all ready to dust the girls herself if it wasn't for Giles in the background shaking his head as if he knew what she was thinking. "Okay! Everybody get in the car now!" Buffy shouted. "Perhaps we should give them lessons in yoga. That should calm them down." Giles mildly suggested. "How about I crack open the animal tranquilizer gun and have some good, QUIET times?" Xander said in all seriousness. Willow smiled at the comment as she walked out of the house.
When they reached the cemetery, it was dark and peaceful. The girls and Buffy were on high alert as they patrolled for vampires. Willow walked slowly as she looked for any sign of the undead. Suddenly, she heard rustling in a nearby bush. "Willow! Get Down!" Buffy shouted out. Willow turned to see ten or eleven vamps come out from the shadows. Crouching down, she grabbed the stake that was tucked in the back of her pants. She then quickly rose up and awaited for an attack but none of the vamps came near her. If anything, she could have sworn that one of them helped her out of the way. That's Weird, she thought. Maybe she wasn't good enough for them to even bother with. Great! I'm being rejected by evil vamps! That does wonders for a girl's self esteem.
Willow then felt a hand on her shoulder so she quickly turned around and got ready to stake the undead body it belonged to. "He's coming for you, Willow." it spoke. Suddenly the vamp turned to dust. "There! I got that one all by myself!" one of the girls cried out in success. She was too busy in her victory to notice the paleness creeping onto Willow's complexion. What? What the hell did that mean? 'He's coming for you'? Who's coming?
Again she felt a hand on her shoulder as she snapped around. "Whoa! Wills! It's just me. Are you okay?" Buffy questioned with concern. Nervously, Willow nodded as she and the other girls made their way to the car.
~~~~~A few days earlier, in Los Angeles~~~~~
"Don't touch him!" Cordelia shouted. "What are you gonna do Cordy? Stare me down? I'm scared. Really, I am." The dangerous vampire smirked. "Please Angelus! Don't hurt him. He doesn't know what he's saying!" Cordy pleaded. "Well, why don't we ask him? Conner, son, who's your father?" Angelus inquired. "You are. Angel was nothing compared to you. He was a wimp. You're meant to be my real father." Conner said with determination. "No! Conner, listen to me! Angelus will kill you! He doesn't care about." Cordy was interrupted by Angelus, "Now, Cordy, you shouldn't be saying things that just aren't true. Connor's MY son. He's my blood.".
He then strode over to Connor and grabbed him by the shoulders. "Although I like you now, I think you'll be a hell of a lot more fun if you were dead." Angelus smirked before changing into his demon self and biting and draining Connor. "Noooo! Connor! Oh God! This can't be happening!" Cordelia cried out and immediately broke into frantic sobs. Angelus then punctured and slit his wrist and allowed for his new childe to drink from him.
He then stalked over to where Cordelia was chained to the wall and knelt down. "Aww, poor Cordelia. Don't cry.' Angelus purred. Suddenly, he and Cordelia looked up to see a newly revived Connor changing shape to his newly acquired demon image. "See. Like father, like son." Angelus smirked. He then got up and surveyed to room. All was well. The bodies of Angel's friends were scattered around him. Their marred bodies painted in blood brought a smile to the lips of Angelus. He was pleased with his work.
It was time for his plan to come full circle. He had his son by his side and all of his minions. They were faithful dogs that listened to their master. Now there were only three things that needed to be completed. One, visit the childe Angel had sired. Two, take back Spike and Drusilla. Lastly, and most important of all, find Willow and bring her back to who she belonged to. Angelus.