It Does Not get any Crazier Than This – Chapter 10
Disclaimer- See previous chapters. Warning- that this chapter may have some sexual content. A quick thank you to my friend Oddsketcher who helped me shape Dru in this chapter.
Back in Italy –Evening (After the Buffy Incident downstairs)
"BINGO! BANGO! BONGO! I think I found something, my dear Watson. I think I found our demon of mystery. It's right here," Xander pointed to the picture of a gray looking demon.
"Xander, that's a toothpaste advertisement to fight cavities. That gray character is the cavity," Willow chuckled pointing at the fine print.
"Why would they have a Crest advertisement in a demon research book?" Xander questioned taking a closer look at the picture.
"It's not a Crest advertisement. Demons are all shapes and sizes. Even small demons can be deadly and dangerous," Willow replied thoughtfully.
"You mean to tell me that a demon can be the size of my thumb or smaller?"
"Precisely! Demons feed off of pain of any kind including cavities," Willow stated.
"Wow, I never knew hygiene could be so deadly. Well…I guess I should have known it through living in Sunnydale. The dentist is now my best friend," Xander joked as they went back to skimming through the books.
"A-ha! The veil of mystery is lifted. This time I know I'm not looking at a mere advertisement. Come over here, Wills!" Xander gestured for her to come closer.
A sketched out picture of a gray, horned, bulky demon with green glowing eyes filled the page. Underneath it showed a description of how tall it was and its weight.
"Very funny! This book is sad. It's showing a profile of the Hoygles, but it does not even show what powers they have or how to kill them. What are we supposed to do with this information besides weigh them and measure them to make sure they are the standard weight and height of Hoygles?"
"Wait a second, Xander, I think there's an inscription here. It's in Latin. It translates as Night Watchers. Night Watchers is their universal demon name and Hoygles are their ancient demon name," Willow stated as she flipped a couple of pages further into the book.
"Whozit? Whatsy? Wa-oh there! I think I just fell off the horse and am left at the starting line. Hold up a sec…there are too many names and too much brainpower for me to comprehend right now. Where is this race track leading to?" Xander rubbed the back of his head thoughtfully as if it would somehow give him extra knowledge.
"Hoygles demons are only partial demon gargoyles that were made when the Garden of Eden was destroyed back at the beginning of the world. They are not as ancient as the First, but the First made them after the world started to change and become evil tearing the heavens away from earth to make earth a more darker place. It says right here in this book – Chains of the Dark, but there's not much information here in these books to help us understand how to kill them or how their powers work because of their long history. We will definitely need to give Giles a call about this as soon as we can-"
The door to the basement creaked open revealing Buffy in a pale looking state in Spike's arms followed by Dawn.
"What happened here, Dawn? What's wrong with Buffy?" Willow asked, frantically feeling Buffy's forehead and checking her pulse.
"How the hell should we know? You were the last soddin people with her…I think you should know! All I can tell is I heard her scream and headed downstairs to see her in this bloody, sad state. She has a high fever and I think it would be best if we put her in bed," Spike replied, cradling Buffy gently in his arms as he headed down the hall to Buffy's bedroom, followed by the rest of the gang. He gently laid her on her bed, covering her with a few blankets and brushing the hair out of her face with his rough hand, caressing her face with his thumb. Xander glared at Spike with his dark penetrating gaze.
"You are not taking care of her, Deadbeat. I think you have done enough for more than one lifetime," Xander accused, pushing Spike aside to get to Buffy's side.
"Bullocks! I will do as I damn well like, Patches and I will be by her side and take care of her for as long as it takes. Care to stop me?" Spike threatened, grabbing Xander by the collar, forcing Xander out of his way. Xander started to charge Spike when Dawn butted in between them.
"Stop it you two. This is not how we should handle this problem. Buffy is in a dangerously ill state and I think we should at least call a doctor," Dawn replied, stretching her arms out to stop the fight.
"I'm on it Dawnie," Willow chimed in, as she started to dial the village's health center.
"I'll grab a few cool wash cloths," Xander scurried out of the room in a flash to head for the bathroom.
"Are you sure that you didn't see anyone with Buffy downstairs, Spike? Did anything seem out of the ordinary?" Dawn asked, watching Spike's eyes to read into his thoughts with her new skilled power.
"What do you think, Bit? Since you want to probe around my bloody mind for answers…I'm all ears to what you see there," Spike smiled weakly.
"I see nothing except you crying in horror as she falls faintly on the floor. There doesn't seem to be another presence there in the room, just you and Buffy. I'm not sure if I believe you Spike, but I guess I'll have to trust that for once you are telling the truth to me," Dawn said with a sigh, sitting on the bed to examine her sister.
"You know Bit…you have definitely grown up." Spike gazed at Dawn with admiration. She seemed to be learning from her sister and taking charge without much fear.
"What?" Dawn felt like she was caught off guard and then lifted her eyebrow in question.
"Accept the compliment, Bit, I don't give them often," Spike said with a laugh and then left the room leaving Dawn with a bewildered look on her face.
"I'm back with the wash cloths and Will called the doc, who should be around shortly," Xander exclaimed, handing Dawn the cloths.
"That's great, Xan. Can I have a moment alone with my sister?" Dawn rolled her shoulders back, looking a bit nerved.
"Say no more, I'm out the door. Hey that rhymes and is kind of catchy!" Xander laughed as he winked at Dawn and left the room, closing the door behind him.
Dawn dabbed Buffy's forehead gently with a damp cloth. Buffy's breathing seemed even shallower than it was before when Spike was with her in the basement.
Her face looked flushed, but her arms and hands were full of goose bumps and were as white as her bed sheets. Dawn soaked the wash cloth into the bowl of water beside her and could hear her sister sigh heavily, but there was no sign of consciousness in her glassy eyes, just a blank stare.
"Buffy I wish you could tell me what you saw and what had happened," Dawn pleaded, bringing her hands to her sisters head to try to read Buffy's mind. Bright light came from Dawn's hands as she focused her mind to think clearly and focus on Buffy's subconsciousness.
Breathing slowly Dawn closed her eyes and could see Buffy pacing and talking to herself in the basement, but Dawn could feel a separate dark energy fill the air like electricity. As she tried to dive further into the image, the energy sparked her and opened her eyes as she sat up stunned to see Buffy's eyes turn from blue to a mysterious green glow in front of her.
"Watch your step, amateur," Buffy said in an enchanting voice as her arm mechanically grabbed for Dawn's throat ready to squeeze.
Back In Wolfram and Hart's Secluded Basement - Afternoon
"What should we do now Master? The little one knows too much already! What if she warns the others?" Crow scowled, bowing and looking up at Cole.
"You fool! You're lucky that she's unconscious and that I cleared her memory of your playful schemes," Cole materialized an electric energy ball in his hands.
"We need the Slayer's gang to think she's ill naturally or they will be on guard. The younger sister is far from our worries now. If you slip and make another mistake like that you will end up like this," Cole threw the energy ball at an unsuspecting twitchy Hoygle who turned into ash in mere seconds.
Cole started to grin menacingly and folded his arms with authority, scanning the Hoygles with his dark fiery eyes.
"GOT THAT? Is everyone clear now?" The rest of the Hoygles including Crow nodded nervously in agreement.
"Do not disappoint me again!" Cole growled, grabbing Crow subconsciously around the throat and then effortlessly shoved him to the ground.
"Now gather your forces and seek the other advanced Slayer and this time be stealthy," Cole boomed.
"Yes, great one," Crow hissed between his teeth as he started to walk and vanish through a spiral in the wall with the rest of the Hoygles.
Cole heard Phoebe's laughter and clapping as he turned around and saw her in the shadows behind a metal post.
"Well done, my love. Couldn't have done it any better. You are so sexy when you are angry. That's quite a turn on," Phoebe teased as she walked sassily right up to him to pull him close in her arms for a devouring kiss.
"We have some work to do Pheebs," Cole said on a moan as she deepened the kiss.
"What work?" Phoebe asked as she tore Cole's shirt off and ran her hand down his broad muscular chest. Biting his lower lip she openly kissed her way down his chin, neck, chest, stomach and then back to his neck sucking on it and trailing heat where ever she went.
Cole's control snapped. It had been forever since he had Phoebe in his arms and with his new power as the First, he was no longer afraid of the other Halliwell sisters. His rage changed into passion as his breath and pulse started to race.
He gathered her closer to him as he ripped off her leather top and peeled away her black lace bra. His hunger for passion overcame his hunger for vengeance. He would put that on the back burner for now.
He gathered her supple flesh in his hands, molding it and rubbing it with a goal and determination to drive her wild. He selfishly kissed her all over, overjoyed to be dominant and to hear her cry out in intense pleasure.
They came together forcefully and their powers intertwined as they hit the inner core of their being.
Outside the Wolfram and Hart building the daytime sky darkened and lightning suddenly struck sending the Earth quaking with great force.
The power tingled inside of him and unbelievable sensations left him reeling with ecstasy. Never in his life had he ever felt so powerful, free, dominant and weak at the same time.
There were no words to describe that feeling. He licked his lips and grinned slyly at Phoebe as he pulled her over him to rest on his chest.
"Wow." Cole said between choppy breaths as he brought his hand down her lower back.
Phoebe laughed breathing softly against his neck as she lowered her hand down his rough stomach, moving lower until she hit her target.
Cole stopped her and shook his head. She was going to make him weak all over again and he needed to focus on his mission.
Phoebe sighed inwardly, her eyebrows arching in a frown. She put her hands on her hips and looked at him strangely as he slid her off him and got dressed quickly leaving her naked on the bed glaring at him
"What's the rush? Didn't you like our reconnection?" Phoebe looked at Cole questioningly, raising one of her eyebrows as she waited for him to reply.
"More than ever." Cole smirked at her irritation.
"Then why are you leaping out ofmy embrace? Come play with me some more," Phoebe sat up and walked up to him naked. Cole held her at arms length.
"Phoebe we need to complete the mission. You and I both know that if we succeed our power can destroy everything that's good in the world and we will rule forever, but we need to act fast. Keep everyone guessing and on their toes. No one is going to know about our plans until it's too late to even act. That's why we need to summoning a vampire right now," Cole explained, combing a hand through his hair. He waved his arm towards her and Phoebe appeared in black tight leather clothes in a flash.
"Right now? Vampires? Fine, whatever you say, Cole," Phoebe sighed, rolling her eyes as Cole nodded and guided her to the former sacrifice spot that the Hoygles had set up for Darryl.
"Vampires are lame and some are weak. Why do we need to do this again?"
"Because it will give us more power. Plus this vampire is not weak at all," Cole grinned as he snapped his fingers.
Two hunched over gray Hoygles appeared handing Cole one tube full of crimson blood and a piece of dark hair.
"What's that all for?" Phoebe grabbed at what the Hoygles had in their gruff clawed hands.
"Careful it's for our ritual. It is a link from the sire to the vampire."
Cole examined the tube of blood carefully and nodded at the Hoygles.
"Good job, Hoygles. This should work perfectly. Now leave until I call you and we're ready for the Final Battle," The Hoygles bowed and then disappeared out of sight.
Cole poured the blood over a fire that started to crack and boil as he chanted:
"From Sire blood and family ties, through earth and fire bounds insanity breed and blood born. Arise child of Angelus; Drusilla come alive," Cole's eyes became as black as ash as he lifted his hand and a gust of wind started to shake the basement.
Dust hurled off the floor as a figure of a tall, dark woman started to shape before their eyes in front of the smothered fire. Cole smiled as his eyes turned back to their normal blue color as the woman turned towards them having a look of hysteria on her pale, porcelain features.
In her arms she held a porcelain doll that she blind- folded and gagged as if she were punishing and imprisoning the silent doll. The woman turned towards Phoebe in an angry manner as if she were about to attack her.
"This is Dru, Phoebe," Cole whispered to Phoebe as he checked out the dark lady before him. Dru did not notice and was distracted as she glared at Phoebe.
"Bad Mommy! Interrupting Miss Edith during tea time. That was not very nice of you. It looks like dinner is served for us already, Miss Edith," Dru laughed as she morphed into her vampire form, dropped Miss Edith and came closer to Phoebe.
Phoebe swung her hand and her power knocked Dru across the room.
"Ladies behave," Cole reached down to help Dru up and flashed his fiery eyes at her and smiled at her childishness. Dru's face lit up and started to glow when she saw his eyes. Her face turned back into human form as she stared in awe at his eyes.
"Daddy has a mission for you, my sweet Dru," Cole said as he played with Dru's hair and teased her by smelling it and nudging her ear gently.
Drusilla watched eerily for a moment as though she felt pulled to follow his every command, "I follow many through holes in the walls…I feel you pull me like the waters of the ocean towards the moon." Dru giggled as Cole's scratchy beard tickled her neck.
"Wise answer, dark beauty," Cole whispered against Dru's ear.
Phoebe started fuming and had an overwhelming desire to hurt Dru.
"What is she doing here again, Cole?
"She's supposed to be a decoy, a distraction in our plan," Cole murmured, loving the jealousy that was spitting through Phoebe.
"Oh yeah…she's a distraction all right," Phoebe rolled her eyes.
"Why would anyone in their right mind care that this pitiful creature is bait? She's a vampire and nothing more. This is a waste of time! She's is just a regular vampire that can get killed just like the rest of them." Phoebe folded her arms and started glaring at the obvious show of affection Dru was giving Cole and how Cole loved every moment of it.
Drusilla's head snapped back to look right into the annoyed girl's eyes. "You buzz like flies around our ears." Dru makes a shooing motion with her hands. "You find it best to recoil here…even a mirror can hold someone unexpected. "
Cole smiled at Dru's sharp remark and looked at Phoebe's expression. Phoebe just huffed at Dru.
"I still don't see why we couldn't have Angelus or Spike to conclude our plans. I don't see what is so special about this vampire," Phoebe complained, folding her arms and giving Cole a cold look as Dru threw herself into his arms.
"Angelus and Spike are connected to the Slayer and have a soul. Dru on the other hand has the gift to tell the future and knows the vampires' weaknesses as well as the Slayer's weakness." Cole shifted out of Dru's arms to step closer to Phoebe.
"William and Angelus are as soft as puppies. Woof! Woof!" Dru agreed, shaking her head and laughed as she skipped about the room.
"You expect me to believe that this insane vampire is the one to lead us to victory?" Phoebe inquired.
Cole nodded and laid a hand on Phoebe's shoulder and the other to turn her face to look at him.
"Dru is the key to our victory and much more, aren't you luv?" Cole turned to Dru and grabbed her hand to twirl her around and dipped her to finish a dance that she was doing by herself. Dru laughed, her eyes glowing with insanity as well as lust.
"I see and feel many things. Slipping fingers over bodies. Dipping under covers of white," she giggled as she dipped.
"Red is such a pretty color, but I have to keep it wet." Dru sighed as she tugged on his black shirt to try to get closer to Cole.
"Excellent! Just what I want to hear from my girl!" Cole bent down to kiss Dru's cheek and as he did a fire energy ball flew past his head.
He looked up and Phoebe's eyes were as dark as coals and her head was tilted side ways in a threatening way.
"That is enough flirting for one day, Cole," Phoebe's voice was low, but was filled with anger.
Dru started to laugh and clap her hands at the scene.
Cole sighed, "It's just a game, Phoebe. No harm done."
"We'll see about that," Phoebe created another energy ball, but Cole quickly vanquished it into a puff of smoke.
"Green isn't for you my dear, the trees are suited for it much better," Dru, shaking her head and grinning with a sense of pride that she started up the fight.
They both looked at Dru and then back at each other in silence.
"I know you ladies are probably curious about my plans," Cole broke the silence looking at each woman with a sexy smile on his handsome features.
"Curiosity killed the cat and fate brought her back," Dru beamed at him.
"As you were saying," Phoebe impatiently demanded.
"Dru is going to lure the Slayer and her gang into a trap or hopefully Slayers if the Hoygles do their part right."
"What about Spike and Angel? What if they suspect something?"
"My dear, Dru, knows how to handle the boys, right luv?"
"I'll squeeze their pretty little lights out," Dru cackled loudly, clapping her hands with glee.
"All will be well, Phoebe, don't worry. Even your sisters will not be able to lay a finger on us," Cole whispered into Phoebe's ear as he gave her a hug and glanced at the glass case where Phoebe's bright light faded bit by bit.