Chapter 6
The Games We Play…
Angel.
Run away.
England.
Vampires.
Darkness.
Pain.
Green eyes.
Uncle Remy.
Uncle Sirius.
Family.
Harry.
Run.
Watchers.
Wyndham-Pryce.
Darkness.
Hurt.
Darius.
Light.
Angel.
Angel.
Angel.
"How did you find me?"
"If I was blind, I'd still find you."
"Stay with me?"
"Forever that's the whole point…even if you kill me."
"Don't…"
"Don't what?"
"Don't love you? I'm sorry, I didn't think I had a choice in this matter."
"How am I supposed to stay away from you?"
"I'm leaving."
"I can't believe you're breaking up with me."
"He's a-a big dumb jerk person!"
"I can't breathe Willow, I can't breathe."
"I'm not going to say goodbye."
Darius watched in amazement at the display of emotions on her face, just a few minutes ago he was concerned, Lord Voldemort, concerned over the welfare of a tiny blonde girl was unheard of, but nonetheless he was concerned for her well being for she had not stirred and now she was crying uncontrollably.
"Bellatrix!" he hissed as his loyal servant returned covered in blood.
Bellatrix conjured up a charm to clean herself and then bowed before her master, "I apologize for the delay my Lord."
Darius fought the urge to smile at his sadistic servant, "Come, we must hurry. The staff at St. Mungo's will be changing shifts in a few minutes, we have to get there before the next batch of staff arrive."
Bellatrix tapped her wand on herself and her transformation as the blonde haired, blue eyed Natasha Simpson took place. When she was done, Darius and Natasha apparated to St. Mungo's and left Buffy in one of the empty beds in the Critically Injured Unit.
Before leaving, Natasha placed her wand on Buffy's closed eyelids and muttered an incantation.
"To see what you see
Is to know what you know.
Old Ones hear my plea
Give me the power I beseech you."
A faint green glow passed from Buffy' eyelids to Natasha's wand, up along her arms and into her own eyes. Temporarily blinded, Natasha grabbed on to Darius arms and said, "It is done," before apparating back to their hideout.
Buffy was desperately trying to wake up, the dreams of her past with Angel was consuming her thoughts. It was a vicious cycle that began when they first met right down to their last goodbye.
But the strangest thing that occurred was although she loved Angel there was something or rather someone else who had unknowingly wiggled his way into her heart. As to whom, she did not know. It just felt as though her heart now bears more weight than it has before, two men share a room in her heart, one was Angel, she was sure of but the other was a mystery altogether.
The Burrow…
The members of the search party for Buffy came back with grim looks on their faces except one dark haired Vampire who looked ready to kill anyone who even dared to look at him.
Harry immediately ran to Sirius and asked him, "Wh-what happened? Where is she?"
Draco looked paler than usual and was fighting back tears, "Blood," he whispered, "So much blood."
Tonks was steadying a wobbly-kneed Giles and Remus was busy consoling a distraught Ginny.
"She was tortured and raped," said Angel in a monotonous voice. He gave Harry a menacing look before he continued, "then she was healed and the process was repeated again."
Molly gasped and ran to hug her distraught daughter who began to shake, Ron held on to Hermione as her shoulders started shaking and she began to cry.
Harry felt his anger boil, magic radiated from his body, his eyes gave off an eerie glow and the house began to shake, "Who did this?" he demanded.
Everyone stared at Harry in awe and horrified amazement; they didn't expect him to get this sort of reaction, except for Tonks and Angel.
Sirius grabbed Harry and pulled him into a tight hug, "He's dead, and we found him."
Angel scoffed, "He deserved what he got."
Doyle said, "I've never seen anything to brutal in my whole life."
Giles was whimpering as the events of the last few minutes crashed into his mind.
When they finally reached the basement of the house, most were unprepared by what they saw. The stench alone brought the humans to their knees as the two demons walked around the room.
Blood covered the cold floor like a blood bath had just occurred it was a mixture of fresh and dry blood. Blood that Angel was able to recognise as Buffy's. The Vampire roared in anguish and allowed his demon to take control as he came upon another scent mingled with hers. He followed the trail of the scent towards what looked like an altar of sorts expecting to see Buffy only he came upon the remains of a man.
The humans trailed behind him covering their noses as the stench of blood threatened to overwhelm their senses. Doyle's face kept changing, as he felt his own anger rise at the thought of what had recently occurred in this place.
Angel ignored the squish and the squash sounds that his boots made and asked one of the wizards to light the room.
Draco and Remus both lit their wands and staggered back. Ginny ran out of the basement followed quickly by Tonks and Remus. Giles whispered, "I know him, Dear Lord that's Roger." He paused for a moment before continuing, "He's a Watcher."
Doyle walked over to a pile of discarded silk robes and picked it up, on the side pocket a wooden stick was sticking out. He pulled it out and gave it to Tonks who said, "And he's also a Wizard."
Sirius unconsciously took a step back and fell on something soft and rubbery, he felt his skin crawl when Draco helped him up and both men realised what Sirius had fallen onto. It was skin, human skin.
Angel looked up at the man and for a moment his demon Angelus admired the skill and handy work of who ever skinned the man. Roger was skinned alive, Angel knew this, he had seen this work before, hell Angelus had done this numerous times. But never before had he seen the use of veins as an alternative to ropes, who ever did this must have been an expert and knew exactly what they were doing. And they must have used a lot of magic.
"Stupid Bastard! I hope you rot in hell you rapist!" Angel spat at the corpse.
"What?" asked Giles, Draco and Sirius simultaneously.
Doyle sighed as Angel continued to examine the basement and ignored the humans, "I can smell it too. This guy bled her and I'm guessing tortured her in as many ways as possible, raped her even. I can smell his scent on her blood where he is currently tied down."
Draco rushed out of the basement and threw up as soon as he smelled the fresh air.
Giles and Sirius paled and looked as though they would be sick too. They stared at the corpse of Roger tied down on the altar by his veins, still dripping with fresh blood.
The silence was deafening but was cut short by a howl from Angel. "Buffyyyyyyyy!!!" he cried out as he began to pound on the walls of the basement.
"Mr. Giles?"
Giles shook his head and tried to hide back the tears as he thought of his Slayer.
"Mr. Giles I said we're going to need more help to look for her," said Tonks.
Harry's eyes were still glowing but the house finally stopped shaking, "We're going to need the members of the Order and notify Mrs. Malfoy."
Draco's head shot up at the mention of his mother. "No don't. Mother won't be able to handle this."
Draco staggered up towards Harry and said, "She's had nightmares about my sister every night since I can remember, she won't be able to handle the news that her daughter who until recently she believed to have been safe in America is now missing and was tortured and r-ra… and hurt badly."
Suddenly as if all their prayers were answered, Arthur Weasley came out of the fireplace and yelled, "Molly you'll never believe who they found at St. Mungo's. The staff just found her there, no name but the odd thing is when they took her picture and sent it to the Ministry, I could've sworn the girl looks just like Narcissa…"
Arthur Weasley stopped his rambling when he realised two very important things. One, his house was currently occupied by strangers and two, his arch nemesis' son was holding hands with his daughter who he hadn't seen since last year, "What in Merlin's name is going on here?"
TBC