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Warning: Implied rape

Buffy shifted uncomfortably, her hand reaching out to feel the cold concrete beneath her. She paused, allowing the pain in the various parts to her body to move forward so she could push them out. With a slight moan she reconsidered. Too much pain. Opening her eyes she realized one of them was swollen shut. Okay, she thought to herself, focus. What's the last thing you remember? The Bronze, the dancing, the bathroom, the dart, blackness…she winced as she felt a twinge from one of several broken ribs. Bringing her hand down to her thigh she slid it back up to discover her skirt torn and her panties gone. Well, that explains that soreness, she grimaced. Angelus is going to kill me and kill them. Well, probably kill them first and then kill me. Why am I not more upset that I've been totally violated she thought? Well, I kinda expected it months ago with Angelus so I suppose this is my just deserts. I so need a therapist. Oh my god, she chastised herself, focus! Okay, I must be in shock. The thought made her feel a little bit better about herself.

The young vampire circled the enclosure. "They used to keep animals for transportation in these cages." He rattled the bars. "Really strong. But considering the way you dusted five of my guys with that tranq still in your system guess we'll keep you tied up."

Buffy looked up at him with her one good eye. "Considering the blood loss, don't think you have much to worry about genius." Buffy recognized him. High school. Jock. Jerk. She suddenly remembered what had happened as well, he had tried to rape her but had had, what would the correct term be, she asked herself? Performance anxiety? Yeah, that fit quite well. Performance anxiety and although a few of his little cronies wanted to fill the job he had not allowed them. Instead he proceeded to collect various inanimate objects to do the job. Looking around the cage Buffy noticed they were still on the floor. She almost threw up, but fought the urge. She refused to look weak in front of this sick bastard. Of course, he was a demon, so what did she expect. After his little diversion, he had beaten her into unconsciousness. Buffy squinted up then cocked her head to one side, "Larry?"

"Lazarus. Thought it had a better ring to it, more commanding. Don't you think?"

She looked at the ex-football player. "Do you know what you've done? I mean by taking me, by doing this to me, do you know what you've done?"

"I've bested that pompous bastard, that stupid old man. That's what I've done." He smirked.

Buffy looked at him with confusion. Could he really be that out of touch? "Do you know who he is? Who he really is?" Her voice was weak and she was still in an enormous amount of pain, but she had to get out of here and somehow get to her friends before Angelus did something vicious.

"Yeah, some old fuck. Some stupid master vampire, master of aries or something." He snorted.

"Master of the Aurelius clan. The oldest vampire clan Larry, um sorry, Lazarus. He was also known as the Scourge of Europe. There's no one more evil, more heartless. He'll skin you alive and make you watch as dogs lick up the blood."

"He's just an old fuck with a whole lot of fire power behind him. He laughed at me. Laughed! I went to him, told him I was leader of the young turks. He just laughed and told me to get out before he fed me to his underlings. Said I wasn't worth killing. Well, I showed him now didn't I?" The young vampire strutted around the cage. "And when he knows that I fucked you, well let's just see how worthless he thinks I am then." Several of his minions chuckled. Buffy looked around and counted no more than a dozen. It she could just loosen her ties she knew she could get past the pain, take care of all of them and get back to Angelus before he did something crazy. Like kill her friends.

The younger vampire saw what she was doing. He called to the other members of his 'clan'. "Get in there and check her. I want her hands tied to the bars, her legs, too." He walked closer to the bars. "But tie them apart." He gave her a chilling smile. "Let's give this another go."

Trying to quell her panic, Buffy had an idea. "Well, just in case you can't, maybe you should send your friends out of the room?" Buffy took a deep breath. Well, she thought, I wanted to suffer. Guess I should be careful for what I wish. Four vampires came at her and grabbed her arms and legs, tying her arms above her head and wrapping ropes around each of her ankles, securing them onto the bars. Larry came into the cage and looked down at her.

"I'll make you forget you were ever his mate." He began to unbuckle his pants.

"I'm marked Lazarus. He's marked me as his mate. Don't you respect any of it?" She was starting to feel panicked. Obviously he didn't considering what he had done to her as anything worth worrying about.

"Those old ways mean nothing. He's a dinosaur, you'll be the mate of the new generation. I'd think you'd want this anyway." He dropped his pants and lowered to the ground.

Buffy looked down at him and realized he was still flaccid. "Um…'fraid you'll have to do better than that." She bit her lip knowing she was not in the best of positions to push him but seemed unable to stop herself. "And I have to tell you, even at his most limp Angelus has got to be at least three times as big as that." Must be shock, but I can't shut up. She began to giggle, not a good thing to be doing when I'm spread eagle, oh well, she thought, might as well die a sinner as a saint.

"Shut the fuck up bitch! I'll show you I can screw." He punched her in the face with all his force. "Shut the fuck up! Stop laughing at me! That's all I get in this shit hole of a world. And now you, you stupid bitch! I'll show you!" He jumped up, giving Buffy a kick in the ribs before he ran out of the cage. Buffy bit her lip to keep from screaming out in pain as she felt several more ribs crack. Thank god for slayer healing otherwise she was sure she'd be dead.

"Jeez Larry, we'll do her for you if you can't." The minion nearest the door spoke up.

"Shut the fuck up! You don't realize who I am. I'm the one who took his mate right from under his nose. And look what I'm doing to her now." He laughed hysterically. "Yeah, I'd like to see his face right now." There was a panicked look on his face.

"Well then, turn around and look you little shit." Angelus seethed unleashed anger. It made Buffy cringe, even in the state she was in at the moment. He was so going to make her pay for this.

Angelus nodded to his men, who made quick work of Lazarus' army. Although none of them were killed, Buffy could only imagine what would be done to them. He looked over at her. "Did he fuck you?"

"No. Well, not personally." Her voice was hushed as she looked over at the articles on the floor of the cage.

He turned back to Lazarus, who was being restrained by two of his minions. The younger vampire raised his chin and spoke. "So, you gonna kill me? Big deal, I took her from you and I could do it again."

Angelus smiled and gave a short, mirthless laugh. "You think you're going to die?" He turned from the boy. "Well, eventually. But we're going to make a star out of you." He went to the cage and ripped it open, pulling Buffy to him and taking a deep breath. Satisfied that she had told him the truth he gently lifted her into his arms and handed her to Spike. "Get her home. Take her to Giles and Willow." He gave his attention back to Lazarus. "Yes, as the Master of the Aurelius clan I can't allow this to go unpunished. I mean, we'd have every…" he stopped in front of his prisoner, "what did you call yourself? Young turk? Well, I can't have every 'young turk' trying to take what's mine. Touching what's mine. Hurting what's mine." He came up to the younger vampire's ear. "You don't know what pain is boy, you don't know what suffering is, you don't know who I am. But you will. Oh yes, you will."