Title: Torn Part 9

Author: Neamh1

Disclaimer: Not mine

Warnings: Don't read if you are under 18

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Angel woke to find himself in an unfamiliar room, glancing around he saw that he was by himself and lay still for a moment trying to remember what had happened and how he had gotten where he was. Memories came rushing back to him of the past few years and he cringed in pain over what he had done whilst Angelus was in control. Then he thought of Buffy and his most recent memories appeared before him. Anger and worry made him jump from the bed but his legs weren't ready for the sudden movement and they gave way beneath him sending him to the floor, knocking over the bedside table on his way down. Giles and the others heard the noise and came rushing into Angel's room finding him on the floor. "Giles…we have to help Buffy." He said in a desperate plea as Giles and Xander helped him up from the floor and waited until he was steady enough to stand on his own.
"I know, we're waiting for news from Layla before we make any plans." Giles replied taking a step back and observing the young man whose heart now beat rapidly beneath his chest.
"Angel….will he kill her? If anyone knows what is going through Angelus' mind then it's you" Willow asked in such a small voice that he hardly heard her.
He thought about it for a few minutes, everyone in the room silent as they watched the emotions run over his face, something that was new and strange to both them and Angel.
"For now she's safe, he's angry but not angry enough to kill her but if she pushes him too far then I can't say what he'll do. Where's Layla? We need to know what she's found out"
"I'm here, everyone come back into the lounge, I have a plan." Layla said and they all followed her to the table where a map was laid out on a dress.
"Is that one of Buffy's dresses?" Willow asked as she looked more closely at the map, it seemed to be a map of two of the floors of what she assumed was the Hyperion. There were small moving black dots around the edge of the hotel and inside and there were three coloured dots inside, two of which were in one room and one which was making it's way towards them.
"It's one of hers that we kept in Egypt; I conjured it so that Aeries could perform the spell to create this map. The coloured marks are aura's, the black marks are Angelus' guards…he's increased the number of guards by half since I left and there's stil more arriving every minute. The white mark is Buffy and the red mark is Angelus." Layla said looking at their positioning.
"Who is the blue mark?" asked Giles watching as it made it's way into the same room as Buffy and Angelus.
"It's a warlock named Recotrvok, a very old and powerful magician who seems to be at Angelus' beck and call. If it weren't for Aerias than we'd have no hope even getting inside the Hyperion undetected. We're going to try to do this the quiet, quick way to try and avoid more casualties than needed. I can't teleport into the building any longer, Recotrvok will have seen to that detail. We'll enter here and I'll put these guards into a semi conscious state so it won't cause the same alarm it would if we simply killed them. This will give us time to get inside then Aerias and I will take care of the other guards, Aerias will locate Recotrvok and keep him busy whilst Angel and I make our way upstairs to Buffy. Willow, you're going to be in the lobby keeping the spell going to immobilise the guards, Xander and Giles will be with you to protect you in case anything goes wrong. Everyone clear?" Layla asked, looking toward Willow she noted the worried look on the young girls face. "Don't fear Willow, I can sense the power and potential in you, you'll do fine, we'll run through things now." Layla said.
"Wait, what's happening?" Xander asked as he watched the map, a blue glow was surrounding Buffy whilst Angelus stood nearby waiting.
"It seems as though the warlock is performing some kind of spell…" Layla said as she watched as the light dies out and the warlock left.
"Angel?" Willow asked as she saw him wince, "Do you know what's happened"
"There were a set of chains behind the bed that Buffy didn't know about, he'd intended to introduce her slowly but…anyway, he hadn't had chance to have the chains magically enhanced yet so I imagine that's what he's just done"
"Are you saying he's just chained her to the bed? In his bedroom?" Willow replied, a large lump forming in her throat making it hard for her to breath. Angel simply nodded and slumped into one of the chairs around the table, thoughts running through his head of what Angelus planned to do to Buffy.
"Alright everyone, this only makes things more urgent so everyone stop sulking and get ready, Willow, come with me"
"Wait! Who's that?" Xander asked as he watched as another white mark entered the map and hovered on the outskirts of the Hyperion.
Layla came back and looked at the map, "Judging by the colour of the mark I'd say it's the other slayer, only pure beings have a white aura so it must be her. It looks like she's just watching them for the moment, I don't think she's going to make her move just yet, and there are too many demons there for her to charge in alone." "She must have headed straight to L.A. after trashing the mansion, so someone must have told her of Angelus' plans. Angelus may well have sent word for Penn to start searching the town for us so we should all be on guard." Angel said.
"Aerias will be back shortly and then we will teleport everyone to a location a mile away from the hotel so they don't track us. We'll go on foot to the hotel and then set things in motion, now we haven't got much time so if there's anything you need then get yourselves ready, Willow and I will be back shortly. Where is Buffy's mother?" Layla asked before they left.
"She's been sleeping in one of the bedrooms for the past hour or so, she was exhausted and hadn't slept since she got here." Giles replied.
"Good, leave her there, its best that she isn't with us for this, I want only able fighters, those who know the dangers." With that Layla left the room and Willow followed.
Meanwhile at the Hyperion…
Angelus watched as Buffy lay unconscious on their bed, he was using this time to try and calm himself so that he wouldn't do something rash when she awoke. He loved that she seemed to have found her spirit again but as before it tried his patience to the point of breaking and that was something he couldn't afford if he were to succeed with both her and building his empire. She lay chained by her wrists to the wall behind their bed; he had decided to leave her legs untied thinking that she couldn't really do much to him in the way of danger with simply her legs. He had placed her above the covers fully clothed until she woke up, then he planned to have his way with her.
He expected that she would fight him at first but he knew her body better than she did and she wouldn't be able to resist him once he was buried deeply within her small hot body. The thought alone made him painfully hard and so he brought his thoughts back to his other plans.
He had contacted Penn and told his childe to send out search parties for both Spike and Drusilla and the Scooby gang and to take them all and lock them up until he gave further instructions. He hadn't yet decided what to do with her friends and family, perhaps if she continued to fight him he might turn Willow or kill Xander to give her some motivation. She deserved to be punished anyway so he might just kill Xander anyway; he never had liked the boy, even while the soul was in control.
His thoughts drifted to Layla, oh what fun he would have torturing her, he'd make her regret that she ever laid eyes on Buffy. He would wipe every memory from her mind of Buffy so that all she could see or think about was pain which he caused her. It had felt so good to dust Olufemi but he did regret that she had gotten away with a quick merciful death when he would have liked to play with her a little first. He wouldn't make that mistake with Layla, he would control his temper and perform like the master that he was, not a fledgling incapable of control. Yes…he had big plans for Layla and he might just have Buffy watch, it might serve to let her know what would happen to anyone who touched what was his, especially Angel. Just the thought that the soul was back made his skin itch with annoyance and the fact that he was still around and not trapped in the body like usual did little to comfort him. He thought back to what Buffy had said earlier, that Angel was human. If that was so then he posed little trouble to Angelus, he could snap his neck within a second if need be. He wouldn't underestimate the Scooby gang when they were all together though, he had done that countless times. They had learned from Buffy over the years and were cunning despite their lack of physical strength they had overcome numbers of demons, plus with Layla by their side they were a formidable enemy. He knew that they would come sooner or later, not a single one of them would think twice about risking their lives to save Buffy from him and he couldn't wait until they stepped into his trap. They would be unsuspecting and unprepared and that would be their downfall.
Buffy moaned on the bed brining him from his thoughts and gaining his full attention, he waited patiently whilst she looked around and seemed to relax for a second before tensing up and searching the room until she found him. She attempted to get up before realising that once again she was confined by chains. She tried pulling on them as hard as she could and he sat saying nothing, waiting for the good part where she realised she couldn't break them and accepted defeat. It didn't take long and he felt a small thrill at her first failure and his first victory.
"You had the chains strengthened." She stated when she finally stopped pulling; she stared up at the ceiling not wanting to see the smirk she knew was plastered on his handsome face.
"They're unbreakable, so pulling on them will only hurt you, I haven't had chance to have them lined on the cuffs yet, not that you deserve that small courtesy but since I don't want you ruined…" he didn't move from the chair, making her wait for what was to come next.
"What do you think is going to happen here Angelus? You know that Angel and Layla will come for me; they won't leave me here with you." She said, still not willing to look at his face.
"I'm counting on it Buff. I know they'll be here shortly and then once they are all my prisoners I'm going to torture them one by one…and you're going to watch me do it. I was thinking we'd save Angel for the last, you know 'always save the best for last'. I wonder how long I can make his torture last? I haven't really had time to practice in the last few years so I might be a bit rusty, might even be a short a time as a couple of months. What do you think?" He smiled as he stood from his chair and walked over to the side of the bed.
"Layla would never let that happen, she's stronger than you, she has ways. She could be in and out of here with me before you even noticed that anything was wrong. Extra guards aren't going to help save you, you killed Olufemi, she's been Layla's favoured childe for centuries and you killed her. She'll be out for your blood and nothing will stand in her way." Buffy challenged, she knew that Angelus wasn't stupid; he wouldn't simply let Layla take her without one hell of a fight.
"Tsk tsk lover. You give me little credit; you think that I'd be foolish enough to think a few extra guards would be able to stop her? I've done my research Buff, I know her weakness and I'm well prepared. I'm actually looking forward to their arrival, it promises to be most interesting, although not half as interesting as having you chained to my bed." He ran his hand over her cheek in a gentle gestured that belied the anger burning in his eyes.
Buffy flinched from his touch, her mind in control trying to find any way out of this. She knew that he would hurt her; he was a master of pain and torture and would devise all his vampire cravings upon her body before the day was out, and then he would do the same again and again, day after day.
"Let me give you some advice Buff." He said whispering into her ear. "Don't fight me, you can't win. I'll be much more lenient with you if you just say you're sorry and surrender. I wouldn't want to squash this new found fire of yours but I do expect you to be an acceptable mate and for that I need to be able to trust you. You really hurt my feelings when you betrayed me like that Buff." "You don't have feelings, you're a vampire." She spat out the word like it was the most detestable thing she'd ever heard but he knew better. She couldn't detest him, she may be angry at him for ruining her happy ever after but her body could never despise his touch.
"Alright then, you really pissed me off…better? You know I really thought things were going well, except for that pest of a slayer." He said waving his hand and dismissing the thought quickly. "You had me fooled, when exactly did you and Layla plan all this? Really I'm curious"
"What does it matter? It's done now, although it didn't work out as it was supposed to." She muttered getting tired of the conversation.
"Oh, you mean that instead of splitting us in two you intended on killing me and bringing your precious human Angel forth so that you could have your happy ever after, am I right?" She didn't answer him in anyway but she didn't have to, he knew the answer to his question. "Bet you were all shocked when we split into two entities then? That must have really stuffed up your plans; I knew that getting that protection spell was worth the price." Leaning down closer to her he took hold of her chin turning her to face him. "After my first encounter with Layla I knew that I could never again be unprepared for her so I took out 'magical life insurance' on myself. Best thing I'd done in a long time, if I hadn't done that then your little ritual would have sent me to hell and I wouldn't be here to take my revenge. Anyway, I've had enough talking to last me a while, I think it's time we got down to business don't you?" he let go of her chin and moved over to the chair he had been sitting on. Reaching down he picked up a bag and placed it at the bottom of the bed so that she could see the item he pulled out. He was satisfied with her gasp of shock when she saw what he held in his hands. "What do you think you deserve Buff? Ten or twenty lashes for your betrayal?" he slid the long leather whip through his fingers as he moved to the side of the bed and flipped her over onto her back. He ripped her clothing from her body until she was lying naked on the bed, the chains crossed above her head pulled tighter by the twist. She attempted to kick out with her legs a couple of times, managing to cause him slight pain when her foot connected once with his groin.
"If you're not going to be a good girl and accept your punishment Buff I'm just going to have secure your legs." Angelus said through a hiss of pain as he went back to his bag and retrieved another set of cuffs which were also magically enhanced. He made quick work of securing her legs spread eagle to the bottom bed posts. He watched as she jerked and struggled against her restraints for a while until he got tired and brought the whip down harshly against her back drawing a fine line of blood. He hadn't hit her hard enough that it would scar, he just wanted to warn her. He wasn't intending on scarring her beautiful body but she needed punishing and he had found the whip to be an effective tool. At his first stroke her body tensed and she bit her lip hard to keep from crying out at the pain, she tasted the coppery tang of blood fill her mouth from her split lip and she felt the warm liquid slide down her back from the whip lash before Angelus leaned forward and licked it from her skin. "According to your earlier statement you're still the slayer so act like one, stop squirming and take your punishment like a slayer." He stood up and she stayed absolutely still on the bed preparing herself for his next blow. By the time the tenth blow had hit her skin she was seeing stars, he hadn't broke through her skin since the first hit but she could imagine the red lines that now decorated her back, ass and thighs. "That was punishment, now we'll move on to the lesson." She faintly heard him say as she let a sigh of relief escape that he had stopped his vicious assault. "Who's your master Buff?" her body tensed with the question, she knew what answer he wanted and she knew that the answer wouldn't save her from further punishments but it might make him give her a break right now. Could she do it though? Could she answer and convince him that she meant it when she would be lying? "Tick tock Buff." She heard him say as he gave the whip a flick and she heard it crack. 'I can't give in to him, not again' she thought as she weighed the options, 'I'm a slayer, I can take this.
"Angelus?" she whispered her throat suddenly dry and sore despite her lack of screaming. He leaned forward so that he could hear her softly spoken answer, he would accept a whisper at first but before the night was out he would have her screaming his name, letting every vampire and demon alike in the building know to whom she belonged. He leaned in slightly closer as she turned her face towards him and smiled. "Go to hell De-mon!" she spat in his face and he reared back from her and roared in anger then brought his whip down twice more and asked her again.
"Who's your master Buff?" he shouted, but her answer was still the same and his lesson continued…