Chapter VIII, I'm By Myself, But Not Alone!

"What do you mean he's gone?" William asked.

"I mean, he's gone and he's not comming back." Darla said calmly. "I suggest you pack your things and leave, cause I'm not going to have you following me and Dru around like a little lost puppy." William shook his head and backed into the wall.

"Your lying." He said, slidding down the wall, tears flowing down his cheeks. "He said he'd never leave. He promised."

"Promises are made to be broken dear." She said. She looked at him and the tears running down his face and sighed. She sat down beside him and shook her head. "He really did keep you a child didn't he?" She laughed slightly. "Never thought it possable." She shook her head. "But I'm not lying, he's not coming back, and neither are you. I'll give you ten minutes to pack up and leave before I dust you myself." William looked at her confused. "I'll kill you..." She clarified. William's eyes widened. He didn't doubt that she would. He had often seen the things she had done to Angelus. Darla never let William in their room and often Angelus would sneek him in while she was out. But a few times she came home early so Angelus had to hide him in their closet. He often sat there for hours, listening to him scream for one reason or another and he was all to aware of what she was capable of. She would often torcher Angelus or use him to satisfy her sexual needs. A few times when Angelus was out she'd get him to do it for her but not once did he get any satisfaction out of it, he wouldn't let himself, not to her. Angelus would find the claw marks on his back and in turn would torcher her for damaging his property.

William closed his eyes for a moment before standing up and running out the door. He didn't need anything. Except his sire.

Three Months Later,

William was walking down an alley way, clutching his stomach in pain. He was scareingly skinny and paler than he should have been. He fell onto the wet coblestone street, and climbed into a sewer hole. He had learned when he was first on his own that the only way he could protect himself when he was weak was to hide. Unfortunatly, the sewer where he had landed, wasn't empty. He had fallen into a nest of vampires. He looked around weakly at the vampires who surounded him.

"Well well, what do we have here?" Said one.

"Looks like a drowned rat to me!" Said another. "What should we do with him?"

"I say we dust him. Put him out of his misery." Said the first. The vampire picked up a stray peice of wood that was just so conveniantly there and walked up to William.

"Wait!" He heard a strong male voice bellow. "Bring him to me!" He was clearly the leader. The vampires did as they were told and threw William on the ground in front of the vampire. "Whats your name boy?" He asked.

"William sir." The vampires laughed at his polightness.

"Silence!" The leader yelled. "And who is your Sire?" William looked down.

"Angelus." The vampire seemed to puff up.

"Well boys, we seem to have an Angelus spawn on our hands." He looked down at William and smiled evily. "Boys, go feed him, and then bring him to me. He may look weak and skrawny now, but there is clearly a story behind it, I can see his true power." The vampires did as they were told and the leader walked away.

Later that night William was all but dragged into a room by the vampires. They had fed him and given him new clothing. They once again threw him down on the ground in front of their leader and bowed to him before leaving. William sat on his knees, and looked up at the vampire in front of him.

"Well Angelus spawn. My name is Methalius." He said. "Why arn't you with Angelus?" He asked.

"He left." Methalius laughed.

"Didn't care about you boy?" William got mad.

"Of course he cared!" He yelled. Methalius back handed him making him fall to the ground.

"Don't ever raise your voice to me boy!" He said, grabbing his hair. "But since your new... I'll make the punishment easy on you." He laughed. "You no longer belong to Angelus he said. He looked down as the pendant fell out of William's shirt and grabbed onto it, yanking it off of him. "You won't be needing this anylonger, your mine now!" Methalius saw a few tears run down William's face. "Don't cry boy! Cry and you will be punished. Cry more, and the punishment will be worse. Despite Methalius' words, he started crying anyway. "Fine, I'll just have to teach you not to." He said, yanking William's pants down. He wasn't wearing any underwere wich made it easier on Methalius. Methalius undid his own pants, and raped him. William tried hard not to cry, but the pain was just to strong. The harder he cried the harder Methalius thrust until he was spent. William sat up and whipped the tears from his eyes. He had learned his lesson. That was the last time William had ever cried.

TBC... (Bobs head to church of desire by Richy Sambora) Oh right Author's Note... uh... lets see... hmmm... (Continues bobbing head and close her eyes) Oh sorry, I don't suffer from A...D... HEY LOOK A BIRD! What? oh yeah, ADD... PLZ R&R