Chapter 4 – Vampire World

Disclaimer: Some dialog is taken directly from Angel The Series. This dialog is from the Season 4 episode, "Release," and does not belong to me, nor was it written by me.

The Buffies, the Angels and the rest of the gang gathered around Buffy3 and Angel3 in anticipation. Tensions were high as everyone tried to figure out just what it was that these two vampires from a different reality were talking about. The four human Buffies crossed their arms in annoyance almost at the exact same time as they awaited the coming story.

Finally, after a dramatic pause for affect, Angel3 began. "Well I guess it all started when my crack team decided to take out my soul in hopes of saving us from a big beastie. As they should have expected…it all went down hill from there."

"I remember that," Fred interrupted. "This all happened in this world too. You got loose, killed the beast and then Faith stopped you…"

"Then I came in and put your soul back," Willow finished Fred's sentence.

"That's exactly how it happened in our world too," Angel4 confirmed.

"I never lost my soul again after…well after what happened with Buffy," Angel1 explained.

"Same here," Angel2 agreed.

Angel3 and Buffy3 looked at each other and nearly burst out laughing. "Well thank god that didn't happen in our world," Buffy3 said with a smile.

Buffy rolled her eyes in irritation. "What did happen then?" she demanded.

Again, Angel3 paused before answering the question. Angelus was always known for being a bit of a drama king. He formed his thoughts and figured out where the change occurred that made his world so different from theirs.

Then, finally, he spoke, "Faith," he started as he smirked in the direction of a very curious looking dark haired slayer, "Faith didn't stop me."

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Faith and Angelus had been fighting for quite a while. It seemed that Angelus was gaining the upper hand.

"Come on, Faith. You're not even trying," Angelus said after he threw the slayer off of an overhang.

"So that's why you really came back huh? Not enough to punish yourself in prison. Is that it? Still lookin for someone to help beat the bad outta yah?" Angelus tormented as he repeatedly sent blows to Faith's face.

"You know what the funny part is darling? I could beat you to death and it wouldn't even make a difference. Nothing will ever change who you are," he added as he kicked her in the face while she was down. "You're a murder," he sent another hard blow to her face, "an animal," and another, "and you enjoy it," and another, "just like me!" he ended his advances with a smile.

Angelus had had the upper hand for most of the fight but after that last statement Faith knocked him on his back with a sweep to his legs and began punching his face repeatedly as she began to take back the fight.

"No!" she yelled with enthusiasm. She sent one last powerful punch to his jaw. "You're wrong. I'm different now. I'm not like you," the slayer defended as she watched Angelus slowly begin to slip into unconsciousness.

Then to Faith's surprise Angelus swept her legs out from underneath her with his own, grabbed her by her coat and brought her neck close to his face.

"You will be," he whispered into her ear as his face changed and he sunk his teeth into her jugular.

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Several hours had passed and Angelus was beginning to get bored. At first he feared that he may have drained the slayer too much. Slayer's blood could be very intoxicating and not taking all of it proved to be more difficult then he had expected. He had taken the right amount though, he was nearly sure of it.

The waiting was the hardest part. A million thoughts were going through his mind. He couldn't remember the last time a slayer had been turned. It was extremely rare of course but there had been a few occurrences. A slayer becoming a vampire wasn't too much different from a human becoming a vampire…or at least as far as Angelus knew it wasn't.

Slayers are imbued with the strength to fight but they are only the slightest bit more powerful then vampires. He wondered if that meant she would be slightly more powerful then every other vampire or if it meant that she would become less powerful as a vampire.

He couldn't wait to find out.

Luckily for him, he didn't have to wait much longer. Only a few more minutes had gone by when he began to hear the girl stirring. A bright, conniving smile appeared on his face as he rushed to help her to her feet.

"How do you feel?" he asked curiously.

As Faith rose to her feet her face changed almost immediately and she responded with a deep, husky voice, "Hungry."

Angelus smiled brightly at his new creation. "I thought you might be," the soulless vampire said as he stood up and vanished behind a wall briefly. He returned only moments later with a young brown haired boy whose hands were tied behind his back and had a handkerchief covering his mouth.

The boy looked up at Angelus with pleading eyes as tears ran down his face. He tried to speak, to beg, but it was no use. Angelus shoved the boy in Faith's direction. She caught him before he could fall, looked at him hungrily, and then looked up at her sire.

Angelus simply smiled at the girl and instructed, "You know what to do."

Faith smiled, showing her intense fangs, and nodded. She looked over the helpless boy once more and then tilted his head so that his pulsing neck was fully exposed. She slowly took in the scent of her pray and then sunk her teeth deep into his jugular almost as if she'd done this a hundred times before. She was a natural.

The boy tried to scream but it was muffled by his restraints. Faith sucked the boy dry and took pleasure in every last drop of his innocent blood. When she was sure that she had gotten it all she finally released the limp body and simply allowed it to fall hard to the ground.

Angelus watched the entire ordeal intently making sure he didn't miss a thing. It was as if he was watching one of those exciting action movies that you can't take your eyes off of.

When she was finished he watched his childe stand there still in vampire face with blood running down her chin from the corners of her mouth. He slowly walked to the girl as she managed to figure out how to change her face back into looking like a human. When he reached her, he looked her over and she did the same to him. Then, with an animistic look in his eyes, he grabbed the back of her head with his left hand and crushed her mouth to his, making sure to lick up every drop of blood still left on her face in the process.

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"Now hold on just a second here," Faith interrupted the story. "There's no way that happened. Yeah, Angelus bit me but I had that drug stuff injected in me to make him pass out."

Angel3 smiled mischievously. "Well then I guess the Faith in my world just wasn't as bright as you are sweet heart…because the only thing I felt when I sunk my teeth into her neck…was satisfaction."

Angel, who was standing right next to Angel3 at the time, sent a backhanded fist to the soulless vampire with enough force to make him spit out a little blood. "Why don't you just get on with the story," Angel suggested.

Angel3 let out a hardy laugh as he spit again. "You got it chief. Should I pick up right where I left off?" he asked erotically as he looked Faith up and down seductively.

Robin looked at Angel3, then at Faith and then back at Angel3. "Why don't you skip the intimate details and cut to the chase," he said as he put his arm around Faith protectively.

"Good point," Buffy3 said slightly irritated at where this story was headed.

"Alright, alright," Angel3 said as he put his hands in the air defensively, "I'll just leave the rest of that chapter of the story up to your imaginations."

He then looked to the ceiling as if he were deep in thought. "Now where should I go from here…ah yes…good old Faith and Wes had been gone quite a long time. The rest of the gang at Angel Inc. were starting to get a little worried…"

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"Something's wrong," Fred said as she passed the lobby of the Hyperion Hotel. "They shouldn't be taking this long."

"Relax, I'm sure everything's fine. Wes and Faith can take care of themselves," Gunn tried to reassure her even though he was even a little unsure about that statement himself.

"Against Angelus?" Fred questioned, "I'm not so sure. I think we should go look for them."

Gunn sighed and glanced at his watch. He didn't want to be pessimistic or anything but it had been nearly six hours since Faith and Wesley left. Even if they hadn't found Angelus at the warehouse that demon was staying at, they should have at least called to check in.

"It is getting kind of late," Gunn agreed. Then he glanced out the window as the first signs of day light began to appear. "Or I guess I should say early."

Now Fred was beginning to panic even more. "We should go look for them. They could be hurt. Something is definitely wrong."

Gunn took in a deep breath as he walked towards Fred and put his hands on her shoulders to try and help her calm down. He smiled slightly, "Alright," he said softly, "We'll go look for them. It'll be day light soon so at least we'll have that upper hand on Angelus. Go upstairs and tell Cordy and Connor what's going on. I'm gonna set up some tranc guns and load up on the good stuff just in case."

Fred nodded her head and walked away to do as she was told.

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The sun was now up when Gunn and Fred approached the warehouse. Even so, they approached with caution. In the back of their minds they mostly expected that he wouldn't even be there, but Angelus was known for surprising people with the unexpected.

"Watch your back Fred. If Angelus is here…he'll most likely be ready for us," Gunn warned.

Fred nodded her head to show she understood. Then she gulped hard as she gripped her tranquilizer gun tighter. She couldn't believe she was keeping it together at all. The things she had learned about Angelus were enough to make her hair stand on end as it was, and that little visit he had paid her the night before really didn't help matters.

The two friends looked around for a few short minutes but it didn't take them long to find what they were looking for. Buried in the shadows was a familiar, very badly beaten, English watcher.

"Oh my god," Fred exclaimed with worry. She was the first to see him. The two ran to their friend's aid.

"Wesley, are you alright?" Fred asked with deep concern in her voice.

Wesley was sitting in a small wooden chair with his hands bound behind his back. He looked as if he was barely conscious. His face was beaten to a bloody pulp and he had obviously been tortured for hours. "I…" Wesley tried to speak but he couldn't seem to get the words out.

Gunn quickly fumbled with the ropes to untie him. "We have to get him out of here, fast! Angelus could be back any second," Gunn instructed.

"Wesley…where's Faith?" Fred asked him as she tried to keep a calm ton.

Wesley was nearly in tears. "I…I failed her," he responded with defeat.

"What are you talking about, Wes? Where is she?" Gunn asked anxiously.

Wesley finally began to compose himself as Gunn tried to help him up from the chair. "She's dead," he answered. Both Gunn and Fred's mouths nearly dropped to the floor. "Angelus…he…he turned her. She's dead."

"Oh my god," Fred said as she put her hands to her mouth in shock.

Gunn was just as shocked at the news, but he knew that they couldn't stay and mess around. They had to get Wesley out of there. "We need to get out of here…now! Wes, can you walk?"

"Leaving already?" a female's voice asked from the shadows. "We're just gettin started baby."

"I promise we'll be just as hospitable with the two of you as we were with good old Wes," a male's voice added from the opposite direction.

Fred and Gunn looked at each other with worry. Fred pointed her gun in the direction of the female voice and Gunn pointed his in the direction of the male's.

"If you're so hospitable…maybe you should come out and introduce yourselves," Gunn said as he frantically tried to seek out his target. They both knew who the voices belonged to, now it was just a matter of waiting for them to show themselves.

"Good idea," Angelus said with a smile as he jumped to the ground directly behind Gunn. Angelus was able to get the hit he needed to knock the boy out before Gunn even got a chance to turn around.

Fred immediately turned towards Gunn and just as she was about to fire her weapon, someone knocked the tranquilizer gun from her hands, and then punched her across the jaw putting her in the same position as Gunn.

"You really shouldn't play with dangerous toys like that," Wesley said as he stood over Fred's motionless body with a bright smile on his vampiric face, "Someone could get hurt."

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"You turned Wesley too," Buffy1 said as she shook her head in disappointment.

Angel3 just smiled at her with a proud look on his face at how smart he had been. "He just took a little longer to wake up then little Ms. Faith. So he got stuck being the bait," he added as he sent a conniving glance in Wesley's direction.

"Did you turn us too?" Gunn asked. "I mean…the other me and the other Fred? Did you make them vampires too?"

Angel3 opened his mouth to answer but before he could get the words out the portal began to crackle once again. The light became brighter and four more figures began to appear.