Episode 3- The Thrill by Marti
Angelus:
"I understand the story you got but it's to easy. There is more to this entire mess and we will nip it in the bud before it takes some sort of order in the town." His
forehead creased that big line as it often did when he was in deep thought.
Spike:
"There is a band of slime demons sire, up in the mountain area."
Angelus:
"Way ahead of you Spike, I've sent Willow and two others to check it out."
Spike:
"Is this a trap sire?" Angelus rose smiling and left the room.
Darla:
"I told him I do believe Willow is in cahoots with a human, I saw the stakes which flew to her defense but not mine. She's got to be forced into loyalty one way or
the other."
Spike:
"I think you have grown jealous of young Willow, is it because Angelus has stopped playing with you so much?" Anger rose in Darla's features as she left
the room leaving Spike to ponder his thoughts and hope for the day he would become the number one master vampire.
(the mountains)
Willow, Drusilla and Zach headed for the location in which Angelus had told them of. It was a place in which a group of vampires were supposedly using slime demons
to do their bidding until the challenge became so great that they must meet it on their own. Rumor was that these vampires were a branch of an old European band Angelus had dissected some 150 years ago when Spike was but a babe in vampire terms but learning
quickly.
Drusilla:
"They're right in there according to the stars," she looks up at the sky and sees a few vampires and a human but something far off is in the stars also. Something
large and powerful yet small in the physical sense and she shutters. "If the powerful one comes, our day is done." Zach shrugs his shoulders and leads the two women into the small quarters.
Zach:
"We've come on behalf of Angelus the great master vampire leader!" He bears his fangs as Dru follows suit. The four vampires lunge the two and the black blood fight is
on.
A lanky man steps out waving some sort of magic hammer taking Willow down to her knees.
Man:
"We have come on behalf of the freedom fighters, we are in search of them to restore civility to the world and you will not stop us." Willow's heart skipps a beat, she knew now their were truly no vampire/demon connections, Angelus had been bluffed into thinking this was one of his old rival bands and these
were actually those who may could save her until she turned and saw her grandsire standing in the door.
Angelus:
"Get up girl, capture him and bring him to me or you too will die!" Willow knew she had to obey or all chances of her own survival would be lost. She tried time and
time again to get up but the man kept pushing her back down with the power coming from the hammer.
Angelus saw that the young vampire was really trying and knew if she knew the depth of her abilities all would be lost for him so decided to assist before the power
began to break loose within her. He headed for the man but he too was knocked back as his other two crew members stood
watching having finished off their battle in great success. He rose up again with a great fury rising up inside him and the man once more knocked him back but could feel the power in his weapon weakening.
Dru:
"The time is not yet love, we must do what we must," she put her hand on Willow's arm and Willow instantly knew at least one was on her side. She also knew she had to make this look good so lunged at the man as he sent another magical bolt at Angelus. He tripped and fell to the floor and Dru sliced through
the side of his neck connecting with a main artery just before Angelus saw she was the one who did it.
Angelus and Zach picked the dying man up, both drank from his neck as did Dru. Then Angelus directed Willow to do the same. Willow so did not want to have that first
taste of human blood but she knew she had no choice or did she?
Dru:
"Sire, I want you to torture him if you would while Willow does this, I think it will give her greater satisfaction."
Angelus:
"Yes indeed," he took up a stake dancing it around in the man's neck while Zach did the same to his stomach as Willow let the blood drip on her face. They dragged the stakes through the man's body as he screamed his last dying breath enabling Willow to fake the drinking. With fang's bared, blood spots on her face she'd done it, fooled the great Angelus and had Dru to thank for it. Her soul quivered at the thought of the blood getting into her mouth as this happened
but the demon within won out and bore its ugly fangs enjoying the thrill of seeing the man die, the smell of his blood and it was all Willow could do not to taste the blood of her would be savior.
She could feel the soul losing ground and fast as she slept in her room in the wee hours of the morning. She knew that soon she would be one of them, evil, torturous, a predator by nature and it saddened her to know that possibly the only one who could really help her was dead with his blood spots still on her jacket.
Willow closed her eyes to settle in for sleep dreaming of a far away time, a far away place in which she feared would never exist. The scary part was, a part of her
no longer wanted that place to exist so she prayed to the Goddess that something would help her soul hang on and not let the demon overtake it as it was seeming to
do now.
(fade to black)
