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the next chapter! Hope you enjoy it!
Sonya
P.S. Thoughts that any of the characters have will be put with * at the beginning and end of the thought.
"Willow? What's wrong?" Dawn inquired as she and the rest of the gang watched their pale friend snap out of the intense gaze she was in. "Oh! Uh.nothing guys! I'm fine!" Willow said as she flashed them a toothy grin, "See.Poster girl for 'fine'!". However, inside her mind, she was the exact opposite. She tried desperately to figure out what the now dusted vamp meant. She simply didn't understand who would want to come after her. Willow wanted to chalk it up to being a deranged vampy that was just trying to scare her but it just wasn't working.
"Uh.guys, I think I'm going to go upstairs and get some rest. You know, with all the vampires running around we need rest. So I'm gonna go." Willow stuttered out. Xander spoke out, "Don't worry about it Willow. We got things covered down here.". Simply nodding, Willow trudged her way up the stair case and made her way into the spare room she had been sleeping in.
The room was secluded. Willow felt so safe and comfortable. Silently, she rummaged through a drawer near her bedside until she came across what she needed. Willow struck the match and lit the white candles that she had previously scattered around her room. They were supposed to bring tranquility and calmness. Willow then climbed into her bed with the covers tucked underneath her chin as she watched the flickers of light dance around the room. In a whispered voice, she recited the chant for peaceful dreams and deep sleep and in an instant; she had drifted towards her subconscious.
"Don't be afraid, Willow. Breathe." the female voice soothingly advised. "Tara? I need you! Why can't I see you?" Willow sobbed out. Her tears were cascading down her porcelain skin heading towards her trembling chin. Wildly, she felt around the dark room in hopes of finding the source of the voice she so desperately wanted to feel. "Close your eyes." she heard the voice instruct. Eagerly, Willow snapped her eyes shut in anticipation of reuniting with her friend. Suddenly, she felt the coolness of a male body press up against her back. Gasping, Willow tried to frantically open her eyes but was restricted by a hand that lay gently on them. "Shhh." the voice urged as he trailed his hand tenderly down her face towards her neck. This simple movement had caused shivers to shoot through Willow's body in a way that she had never felt before, especially not with a man.
Standing still, she felt the sensation of a cool breath on the skin of her neck. Suddenly, a sharp pain went searing through her limbs as her blood rushed towards her upper body and she was greeted with a blissful numbness that rendered her senseless.
Gasping, Willow sat up in bed. Never had she had a dream so intense and real. Sweat threatened to trickle from her forehead as Willow lay back down. Her mind was madly searching for some sense of closure or justification for the undetermined nightmare.
~~~Meanwhile in Los Angeles~~~
Angelus walked through the underground tunnels of the city when he suddenly felt a shudder. Smirking, he thought *She feels me. It's only a matter of time now*. He was so impatient for his plans to pick up. However, he needed everything to go perfectly. Angelus sent some of minions to Sunnyhell to watch over Willow and to find his ungrateful childe, Spike. They were not to be harmed unless he was the one doing the damage. Both needed to be punished in their own respective ways. But that would have to wait because he had one other pressing issue. Angelus had to see the new childe his bastard soul sired.
Finally reaching his destination, Angelus made no hesitation when kicking down the door. As his foot reached the metal barrier it flew off of its hinges and smacked the floor causing dust to cloud his view. Angelus then took a few steps in and as the cloud of dust settled he saw Drusilla.
"Daddy? Is that you?" she questioned in child-like voice. "Home, sweet home, baby!" Angelus grinned as he watched Dru jump up and run towards him. As she held him, she slowly whispered in his ear, "I have a surprise for you.". "Mmm, and what would that be darling?" Angelus murmured in her ear. It felt so good to feel her cold thin body up against his. Placing a gently hand upon his eyes, Dru guided Angelus with the other hand. "Surprise!" she squealed.
Angelus smirked as he saw the body of his newest childe slumped against the dirty wall. "Isn't she pretty daddy? I've been taking good care of her, I promise! But she's hungry." Dru explained. *This is going to be interesting* Angelus schemed as he allowed his fingers to gently caress the rigid demon face of the once innocent girl. "I gave her a name too! It's Missy! You like it?" Dru chattered. Looking up towards the insane vampire, Angelus reiterated, "No Dru. It's Tara. Help me take your new sister home where she belongs.". The two then picked up the girl's limp body and made their way home.
Sonya
P.S. Thoughts that any of the characters have will be put with * at the beginning and end of the thought.
"Willow? What's wrong?" Dawn inquired as she and the rest of the gang watched their pale friend snap out of the intense gaze she was in. "Oh! Uh.nothing guys! I'm fine!" Willow said as she flashed them a toothy grin, "See.Poster girl for 'fine'!". However, inside her mind, she was the exact opposite. She tried desperately to figure out what the now dusted vamp meant. She simply didn't understand who would want to come after her. Willow wanted to chalk it up to being a deranged vampy that was just trying to scare her but it just wasn't working.
"Uh.guys, I think I'm going to go upstairs and get some rest. You know, with all the vampires running around we need rest. So I'm gonna go." Willow stuttered out. Xander spoke out, "Don't worry about it Willow. We got things covered down here.". Simply nodding, Willow trudged her way up the stair case and made her way into the spare room she had been sleeping in.
The room was secluded. Willow felt so safe and comfortable. Silently, she rummaged through a drawer near her bedside until she came across what she needed. Willow struck the match and lit the white candles that she had previously scattered around her room. They were supposed to bring tranquility and calmness. Willow then climbed into her bed with the covers tucked underneath her chin as she watched the flickers of light dance around the room. In a whispered voice, she recited the chant for peaceful dreams and deep sleep and in an instant; she had drifted towards her subconscious.
"Don't be afraid, Willow. Breathe." the female voice soothingly advised. "Tara? I need you! Why can't I see you?" Willow sobbed out. Her tears were cascading down her porcelain skin heading towards her trembling chin. Wildly, she felt around the dark room in hopes of finding the source of the voice she so desperately wanted to feel. "Close your eyes." she heard the voice instruct. Eagerly, Willow snapped her eyes shut in anticipation of reuniting with her friend. Suddenly, she felt the coolness of a male body press up against her back. Gasping, Willow tried to frantically open her eyes but was restricted by a hand that lay gently on them. "Shhh." the voice urged as he trailed his hand tenderly down her face towards her neck. This simple movement had caused shivers to shoot through Willow's body in a way that she had never felt before, especially not with a man.
Standing still, she felt the sensation of a cool breath on the skin of her neck. Suddenly, a sharp pain went searing through her limbs as her blood rushed towards her upper body and she was greeted with a blissful numbness that rendered her senseless.
Gasping, Willow sat up in bed. Never had she had a dream so intense and real. Sweat threatened to trickle from her forehead as Willow lay back down. Her mind was madly searching for some sense of closure or justification for the undetermined nightmare.
~~~Meanwhile in Los Angeles~~~
Angelus walked through the underground tunnels of the city when he suddenly felt a shudder. Smirking, he thought *She feels me. It's only a matter of time now*. He was so impatient for his plans to pick up. However, he needed everything to go perfectly. Angelus sent some of minions to Sunnyhell to watch over Willow and to find his ungrateful childe, Spike. They were not to be harmed unless he was the one doing the damage. Both needed to be punished in their own respective ways. But that would have to wait because he had one other pressing issue. Angelus had to see the new childe his bastard soul sired.
Finally reaching his destination, Angelus made no hesitation when kicking down the door. As his foot reached the metal barrier it flew off of its hinges and smacked the floor causing dust to cloud his view. Angelus then took a few steps in and as the cloud of dust settled he saw Drusilla.
"Daddy? Is that you?" she questioned in child-like voice. "Home, sweet home, baby!" Angelus grinned as he watched Dru jump up and run towards him. As she held him, she slowly whispered in his ear, "I have a surprise for you.". "Mmm, and what would that be darling?" Angelus murmured in her ear. It felt so good to feel her cold thin body up against his. Placing a gently hand upon his eyes, Dru guided Angelus with the other hand. "Surprise!" she squealed.
Angelus smirked as he saw the body of his newest childe slumped against the dirty wall. "Isn't she pretty daddy? I've been taking good care of her, I promise! But she's hungry." Dru explained. *This is going to be interesting* Angelus schemed as he allowed his fingers to gently caress the rigid demon face of the once innocent girl. "I gave her a name too! It's Missy! You like it?" Dru chattered. Looking up towards the insane vampire, Angelus reiterated, "No Dru. It's Tara. Help me take your new sister home where she belongs.". The two then picked up the girl's limp body and made their way home.