Anna stiffened.

"Please God, no."

Please don't let it be him.

"Actually I'm quite the opposite." Anna could feel him trailing his nose up her neck, not touching her but close enough to breathe her in. "Curious though, I don't smell any fear from you. Apparently you haven't been in Sunnydale long." He put his fave in her hair and inhaled deeply. "Hmm, lavender, my favorite." Anna bent her neck up to see Angelus' smirking face looking down at her in glee.

"Xander," Anna's emotionless call caused him to turn his head from Buffy to her.

"Angel!" His cry caused the others to turn towards Anna.

"Not quite. Name's Angelus," the man growled. He wrapped his arm around her, his hands merely inches from her exposed skin.

"Angelus, Anna hasn't done anything to you. So why don't you just let her go?"

"I couldn't let this beautiful thing go unpunished," heheld her closer to his cold body.

"Sorry, but being squeezed to death by an ice cube is not on my to-do list for the evening," Anna snapped at him.

"You just don't know who, or what for that matter, you're dealing with do you girlie?"

She looked at him in a menacing fashion.

"That's too bad; the Scooby gang should have warned you about the demon with the face of an angel."

Oh please, can he get any more dramatic? My god, it's like dealing with Jubilee's and Pietro's annoying traits rolled into one person.

She glared at him, "bite me."

"Definitely not the phase I would have chosen," Oz, Willow's boyfriend, spoke up.

"Well, guy's got to give a girl want she asked for," Angelus bent his down, exposing more of Anna's neck as a chorus of "no's" were shouted out, the loudest being Xander.

Anna could feel long points, presumedly teeth, graze her neck, attempting to pucture the vein. But the moment his teeth made contact with her skin, Anna could feel his energy flow into her.

Oh no.

In surprise, Angelus held and latched on hard, sending more life to her as he from her blood. Anna's head was swimming, as he's thoughts invaded her mind, his memories clashing with her own. She only caught glimpses of them before they were filed away. But what she did see sent chills down her back.

An image of Drusilla and Darla dancing merrily with blood drained men clad in colonial outfits.

Flashes of blood stained sheets and lifeless corpses captured Anna's attention as more of Angelus flowed into her.

Instantaneously she knew he wasn't human.

Oh shit.

She struggled to move, to break his hold on her but she found she had no control over her body. She could sense the others were still there but they apparently couldn't move either. She was losing focus but she fought for control.

I'm not going out like this.

She couldn't hear the others any longer., only the loud beating of a drum.

No it's not a drum, that my heart.

It was slowing and yet Anna felt more alive than ever. She could feel Angelus' teeth withdraw from her, growing small even. His grip on her had loosened and she broke away, suddenly dizzy. The loud drumming had started again but it was different in the aspect of numbers. There were four, five, maybe even six drum beating rapidly.

Anna clutched her head and groaned as the beating increased. She heard a soft thump and spun around to see Angelus lying on the ground out cold.

She struggled to look to the others for help, but immediately regretted doing so. She could feel an overwhelming hunger and those standing in front of her were exactly what the doctor had ordered. Her senses were highly sensitive , her world had expanded unbelievable. She was hit by an everso sweet smell and scanned around for the source, her eyes finally settling on Buffy who was even still beating down William. He was covered in blood and it drove Anna wild.

Grinning briefly, Anna raced towards Buffy , easily avoiding the gaping hands of the others. Picking her up without effort, Anna flung Buffy, slamming her hard against a stone angel statue, causing it to fall on top of Buffy. Anna swiftly returned to William, looking at him with sweet compassion before picking him up gently and disappearing into the dark of the night.

Oz was the first to speak as the Scooby Gang assisted Buffy with her wounded pride and physical wounds, "so what just happened here?" As if one, they glanced at Angelus.