The Angel Chronicles

Drusilla

Vision Girl

Angelus looked around the town square and then his eyes found her. There was something about her that was different from all of the other, the others were all bumbling fools who were little children and didn't know anything of the ways of the world. But although she was as young as them, she seemed to have a wise quality about her. As if she knew all of the secrets of the world. As their eyes connected he saw them widen slightly and felt himself smirk when he knew that the fear in her eyes was only something he saw in victim's eyes. She knew what he was going to do.

Darla had been looking up at him adoringly and fawning over him this whole time. He played along with her, his temper down because of this new found girl. He was going to have a lot of fun. He could almost picture it as he saw her gather the women around her and walk away fast.

"She knows what you're going to do." Darla said delightedly and Angel ignored her, obviously she knew. She was a seer. And his intentions came off of him like the stench of a wet dog. So her being able to know what he was intending wasn't such an accomplishment. But it did make it more fun for him. Much more fun.

He grinned as he thought of exactly what he would do to the women that she'd escaped with so quickly. Perhaps go back to the classics, the crucifix position with crosses in their arms and legs. Let them hang until they die so that all the blood pools. Humans love that. He snickered to himself and ignored Darla's look at him as he pictured it. Of course they will be completely naked and obviously 'disrespected'.

This is going to be fun.

Puzzle

Drusilla had a black veil covering her face, in an attempt to shield her face and stop people from seeing her tear soaked face. She had taken all of the precautions when travelling to the isolated nunnery, travelling in the middle of the day with a coach rider who knew about them. The man who was evil and hurt him and his family. The one who had the nice face. But she saw past that to the blackness.

It scared her. The blackness was like a void. There was no light and there would never be. She was so scared to look into that blackness. It was so scary. That was before. Now what she saw was what he did to them. To her family. She felt more tears roll down her face and her mind get all jumbled, the way it did when she thought about those sort of things.

Her mother used to always tell her off for seeing the things that weren't really there. And now she wished she couldn't see them. Maybe then that evil man wouldn't want anything to do with her and her family. Oh, her poor sisters and her mother… Maybe if I can get a doctor to get them out… The stray thought crossed her mind and then it disappeared as she felt the carriage slow and stop.

She stepped out and viewed the mountainside convent and drew a breath of the chilly air before gently wiping the tears from her eyes with a shaking hand. God would keep her safe from the devil. He would keep her safe, He had to.

Unfortunately He must've been preoccupied.

Angelus was waiting at the nunnery with a heavy brown robe covering him. He knew she'd be on this way. He saw her leaving, watching from a hotel room and listening with his vampiric hearing. He grinned as she passed him, turning after she passed him, as if she was sensing something. But all she saw was a priest's robe so she turned back around. She is close… Angelus thought as he saw the wide eyed look that crazy people seemed to have. Just one more stage. One more step. And Angelus could wait.

He was built for waiting. Especially when the gift of breaking someone was at the end of a wait. He smiled wickedly and thought about what he had done so far and what he could do next. He had broken her so much and now he was going to hollow out the grieving, half crazy person and put a demon in her place. The last piece of the puzzle.

Mad

Drusilla was truly, and utterly, mad. Angelus realised this as soon as he turned her and she started to giggle about a worm dancing. And he loved it. He decided that it was all part of her charm. Without it she wouldn't be nearly as interesting. And, although Darla hadn't really approve, he loved that he knew that she would be crazy for the rest of time. And the things that he did to her family had taught her his best tricks and she was really going to be a good torturer. Angelus could feel it.

Angelus had brought Drusilla back to the hotel room which Darla and he had taken from an old archduke shortly thereafter eating him. She went over to the corner and she giggled, laughing at the same time. He smirked as he looked at her and then Darla came from the other room and he shifted his gaze to her. She looked at Drusilla with a glare before looking at Angelus, sightly softening her gaze but still trying to seem mad and dangerous.

But Angelus knew that if he pushed the right buttons she would melt in his hands. He stepped towards her with the smirk on his face and with each step he saw that the hard look in her eyes was fading. He pulled her to him with a growl deep in his chest. He saw the look disappear and be replaced with a smile of her own.

"I still don't know why you did it." Darla said, tearing herself away from his face and he rolled his eyes and felt something he usually didn't. Impatience.

"Darla, I told you before. Eternal torment." He said, his eyes and voice coaxing her into letting him get his way and eventually she sighed slightly and then looked back up at him. Unsureness clear in her eyes he swooped down and took out the unsureness with a harshly passionate kiss. This did the trick and it made Darla be distracted if anything.

A whimper came from the corner and then more out of control giggling and the two vampires looked at Dru who was now drawing on the wall and slapping it with her palm.

"The wormy's dancing in circles and circles and circles and circles…" She said and started to hit the wall with the heel of her palm. This caused Darla to doubt Angelus' decision again.

"She's mad." She said, observing her with a certain air of superiority. Angelus looked at her and felt a familiar smirk come onto his lips.

"Yes, she is."