I do not own BtVS, Angel the Series, and Digimon. I'm writing my ideal for the first time in this fanfic. The first time I read Yamato the Vampire Slayer by Empress of the Eclipse was on Angelfire and Fanfic. So far, it has caught my attention and I was reading it. It was pretty entertaining, yet it saddened me when TK died. So I decided to write my own fanfic and make something better. So please enjoy yourselves.

In 1860 in England at night, Angelus was walking down a street filled with people in regency clothing and horse-drawn carriages. He was about to pass the mouth of an alley when he stopped and turned down into it. He held out his hand, and a woman took it and let him help her up.

Angelus said, "I thought we were meeting in the Square."

"I ran into Lord Nichols - a horrid little man," said Darla. She looked over at a body with bite marks on his neck lying on the ground. "He was propositioning a streetwalker and dickering over the price - can you imagine? I told him I'd do him for nothing."

"You're very charitable," said Angelus.

Darla delicately dabbed at her mouth with a handkerchief. "I so loathe cheap royalty."

He leans in, half-kisses half-licks her mouth.

Angelus smirked, "They all taste the same to me."

Darla chuckled. "Mmmmm, my boy does have the touch."

"Darla?" asked Angelus

"Yes?" she asked.

"Why did you kill the streetwalker?" asked Angelus.

Next to the man lies a dead woman.

"Oh, I just liked her. Guess what's next." smiled Darla.

Darla and Angelus exited the alley and walked along the street.

Angelus asked, "What is it?"

Darla smiled, "Surprise. You have to guess."

Angelus scanned the street. Finally spotted a family with three young daughters coming out of a building.

Angelus smirked, "The three daughters. All virgins."

Darla smirked, "Close."

Angelus sensed a pure presence."The one in the middle has something delicate and unique… Did you find me a saint?"

Darla smiled, "Better than that - she has the sight."

The girl who a yellow dress in the middle turned. It was Drusilla. She looked straight into Angelus' eyes.

"Visions. She sees the future." Angelus grinned, Darla clinging to his arm, started walking towards Drusilla. "She is pure innocence, yet she sees what's coming. She knows what I'm going to do to her. I'll really have to come up to snuff for this one."

Dru turned away from them and herded her sisters away. Darla puts a hand on Angelus' chest to stop him from following further.

"Down boy, let the plum ripen," said Darla.

"You always come up with something new." grinned Angelus.

Darla chuckled, "Keeps me young."

"A woman who can see the future. She could be put to very good use." Angelus thought.

THE NEXT DAY AT THE CATHEDRAL

Drusilla entered the cathedral, knelt down, blessed herself, and entered the confessional stall. However, she didn't know the real priest was killed by Angelus.

"Bless me, Father, for I have sinned… It's been two days since my last confession," Drusilla said. It was silent.

"Father?" she called.

"That's not very long," Angelus responded.

"Oh, Father, I'm so afraid." Her voice trembled.

"The Lord is very forgiving. Tell me your sins."

"I had..." Drusilla took a deep breath. Still slightly fearful... "I've been seeing again, Father. Yesterday the men were going to work in the mine. I had..." She was shaking trying to keep the tears at bay "a terrible fright... My stomach all tied up... and I saw this horrible... crash. My Mummy said to keep my peace. It didn't mean nothing. But this morning, they had a cave in... two men died.."

"Go on." The voice seemed intrigued.

"Me Mum says I'm cursed. My seeing things is an affront to the Lord. That only he's supposed to see things before it happens..." She couldn't keep the tears in any longer. Sobbing, Drusilla continued "But I don't mean to, Father, I swear! I swear!" Tears were streaming down her face. "I try to be pure in His sight. I don't want to be an evil thing."

" Oh hush child. The Lord has a plan for all creatures. Even a devil child like you." The voice tauntingly stated.

Drusilla was confused and slightly taken aback. "A devil?" The word sounded absurd coming from her lips.

"Yes! You're a spawn of Satan. All the Hail Mary's in the world aren't going to help. The Lord will use you and smite you down. He's like that" the voice seemed to enjoy this. Angelus played with her mind.

"What can I do?" she asked in horror.

"Fulfil his plan, child, be evil. Just give in." The taunting continued.

Drusilla shook her head in protest through her tears, she half yelled "No! I want to be good. I want to be pure!"

"We all do at first. The world doesn't work that way," said Angelus.

Maybe if she pleaded with him. Maybe some reassurance. A deal. Whatever to make her believe she wasn't evil.

"Father... I beg you... Please... Please, help me." Drusilla pleaded.

"Very well. Ten Our Fathers and an Act of Contrition. Does that sound good?" The voice responded back to her plea.

"Yes..." Drusilla exhaled in relief "Yes, Father. Thank you."

"The pleasure was mine. And my child..."

"Yes?"

"God is watching you."

Later that evening

Drusilla was walking home from the cathedral. She wondered what the priest was talking about.

'You are the spawn of Satan. Be evil, just give in.'

I don't understand what he meant. I'm not the spawn of Satan. Who is he?' she thought.

As she walked into her house, she opened the door, she stood there in shock that her family was all tied up in each chair and cried out for Drusilla in a muffled voice.

Then she suddenly felt something behind her, a rough hand clasped her mouth and she was struggling to break free.

Angelus broke one hand-free fish out his pocket and tied a handkerchief in Drusilla's mouth and then he tied her up in the chair with a rope.

"Welcome home, sweet face. Are you surprised to see your family?" he asked.

Drusilla recognized his voice from the cathedral and looked up at him, who was smiling wickedly at her.

"Ah, yes. I'm one the who killed your real priest, so that was me," said Angelus as he placed his hand under Drusilla's chin.

"Such a beautiful face, so pure and innocent. You will be mine forever," said Angelus.

Drusilla narrowed her eyebrows in an angry face.

"Don't make that face, sweetie. You'll spoil your pretty face," said Angelus.

"Don't you dare to touch my niece! Drusilla will never be yours, you demon!" yelled Fred.

"Drusilla. Such a beautiful name for a young saint," said Angelus.

Angelus walked to the table and uncovered the cloth. There were sharp objects on the table, machete, saw, bolt cutter, and pig splitter. Drusilla's eyes widened with fear.

"Now then…" Angelus turned to the Keeble family. "Who wants to go first?" he asked.

The Keeble family stayed silent.

"I guess I'll start with your uncle first," said Angelus.

"No!" Drusilla yelled in a muffle.

Angelus picked up a machete from the table, observed a blade as it shone, a reflection on Drusilla was terrified and was in tears. Angelus smiled wickedly and then he stabbed Fred in the abdomen and he yelled in pain.

Angelus cut into Fred's abdominal cavity. His hand was dug into the gut to pull out the intestine, and he wrapped it around his neck to suffocate him until he died.

Everyone cried out his name when Uncle Fred died.

Angelus chuckled evilly, "Does this entertain you, Drusilla?"

"No! You killed Uncle Fred! Why are you doing this?!" yelled Stephaine.

"Let us go, you monster!" cried Hannah.

"I won't be done with you until Drusilla is last," Angelus said.

"Leave her alone!" yelled Hannah.

Angelus roughly grabbed Hannah's face, leaned in closer.

"You know, you really need to keep your mouth shut. If you keep talking, I will gladly kill you." scowled Angelus.

Hannah whimpered.

"Please leave my daughters alone. If you hurt them, I swear I will kill you myself!" yelled Drusilla's mother.

Angelus looked at Drusilla with an evil grin. "You've got a gorgeous mother who's feisty like that."

"Leave our Mum alone!" Drusilla yelled in muffle.

Angelus walked towards Hannah and Stephaine and said, "Then I'll kill one of your sisters." Hannah and Stephaine were terrified. Drusilla tried to untie herself, but the rope was too tight.

Angelus slammed Stephaine into the table from behind. He tore off her dress, her back was bare and her breasts were exposed. Stephaine whimpered. Angelus picked up the pig splitter from the table.

"No! Please! Don't!" she plead.

"I wonder what your back is made of? I'll cut you up like a lump of meat," said Angelus.

He cut her back downward, opening the flesh to reveal a thoracic spine. Stephaine cried in pain.

Three of them screamed in terror. Angelus tore her spine out and she died.

Angelus dropped the spine to the floor. He licked his finger to taste her blood.

"That was a very good meat," said Angelus.

'YOU MONSTER!" Drusilla's mother screamed in rage, her eyes were in tears.

Drusilla and Hannah were both crying. Angelus looked at the crying Hannah. There were ugly tears rolling down her cheeks.

"You look ugly in tears. Why don't I give you a makeover?" Angelus grabbed the knife from the table. Then he slit Hannah's mouth and carved up an ear-to-ear smile. Hannah was weeping.

"Even your nails are dirty. I can give you a nice manicure," he then picked up the bolt cutter and began to cut her fingers. Hannah wailed in pain.

When he finished, he showed them to Hannah. Hannah's face was covered in a bloody smile from ear to ear. Her hands were bleeding like they were cut off.

"Isn't she beautiful?" asked Angelus.

The two women felt the grieving in their hearts. Hannah looked horrible.

"Oh, there's one thing missing," Angelus plunged his hand to her chest, and ripped her heart out. Hannah's eyes flashed in white and she died in last breath.

Angelus walked towards mother and daughter. Both looked up at him. Angelus grabbed Drusilla's mother and stripped her naked. He slammed her against the table on her back. He unbuckled his trousers to reach out 10-inch cock.

"No! No!" cried Drusilla's mother.

"No! Mum!" Drusilla cried.

He put his hard member into her mother's entrance and started ramming her back and forth. She yelled out in pain. Drusilla watched in horror as her mind was slowly breaking, pain hit her mind as she was losing her sanity.

Drusilla begged Angelus to stop, but he turned a deaf ear. Angelus moaned in pleasure as he slid in and out of her mother like a tramp on the street.

An hour later, Drusilla's mother was covered in semen and looking tired and dull. Angelus slit her throat after fastening his trousers.

Angelus glanced at Drusilla was tired. Her head hung down and her eyes were red and puffy from tears.

"Now you're the last one. It's time for you to join us and become part of us," said Angelus.

His face morphed into a vampire with yellow eyes and sharp fangs. He approached Drusilla. She opened one eye as she saw him coming to her.

Angelus gently grabbed Drusilla's head with her eyes closed. As he was about to bite her, Drusilla banged herself to Angelus' face. She shoved him hard away from her.

Drusilla must have secretly untied the rope. She fled from him.

She ran away from home in search of safety, so she looked for a safe place. Her dress was ripped through the branches as she ran across the forest.

Her heart was pounding so fast and her mind was racing. The demon was coming after her. She had to find a place.

Drusilla placed her hand on a tree as she needed to catch her breath. As she tried to breathe, she felt her face turning pale and sweating profusely. She then noticed a convent miles away. Running to the convent, she cried out for help.

"Hello?! Is someone there?! Please, help me!" Drusilla cried.

Just when the nun opened the door and asked her what happened.

"My family is dead! They're all dead!" Drusilla sobbed, her voice filled with fear and sorrow.

"Come in, sweetie. Let's get you clean up," the nun brought her in, she told the sisters to bring something to eat, bathe her, and get her new clothes.

Later that night, the sound of an owl was hooting. Drusilla had already bathed, dressed in new clothes, and the nun served her stew, bread, and water. Whenever Drusilla needed energy, she ate her food.

"Drusilla, can you please tell us what happened? After your family was killed?" asked Mother Theresa.

"I…. I went home after the cathedral. I went inside and I saw my family was tied up. And then the demon tied me up in the chair and forced me to watch. He killed all my family." she explained.

"That's terrible," said Mother Theresa.

"He's a demon. He said he wanted to become part of them. Please don't let him come near me! I'm not a devil child! Please I don't want to become part of them!" Drusilla sobbed.

Mother Theresa comforted her, "Shh, it's alright. Don't worry, we'll create a barrier. The demon will never enter here. As long as you're here, you'll be safe for now."

"Thank you," said Drusilla.

"Sister Lily, Sister Bella. Bring the relics here and start a barrier immediately. And Sister Mary, take Drusilla to the room. She needs to rest." said Mother Theresa.

Sister Mary nodded and took Drusilla to the room. The nuns went outside and placed the relics on the ground, and created the barrier when chanting.

A bluish aura surrounded the convent and the sound of buzzing like an electric bug zapper. When they were done, the nuns went inside the convent.

"Mother Theresa, the barrier is all set," said Sister Lily.

"Good. Drusilla will be safe now. Sister Emily will be the watcher up here," said Mother Theresa.

Outside the convent, Sister Emily was in the bell tower. She had to protect the convent to make sure there were no demons entering here.

Sister Emily saw something below, there were dots glowing yellow moving through the forest.

It was a man with glowing yellow eyes. It was Angelus. He had a vampire feature coming to the convent.

Without hesitation, she rang the bell to alert the nuns.

The nuns and Drusilla heard a bell as they were in danger. The demon was here! Drusilla rushed out of the room and met the group.

"The demon is here!" cried Sister Emily.

She came down to the bell tower and entered the room. The nuns locked all the doors and windows.

Angelus walked towards the convent, but a barrier zapped. He hissed and forced his way inside in order to break the barrier. The relics were torn apart, and the barrier was completely destroyed.

"Impossible!" shocked Mother Theresa.

Angelus broke the door down and entered the convent. The nuns fled in terror. The nuns began screaming in terror as Angelus killed them all. He snapped Mother Theresa's neck in half and she died instantly. He killed Sister Mary by breaking her back and neck. Eventually, the screaming died down.

After he finished murdering them, he reverted to a human face.

Angelus standing there staring at something. Darla entered the room behind him.

Angelus without turning, "Hello love."

Darla wrapped her arms around his shoulders. "We made quite a mess out there. Blood and habits everywhere."

Angelus smirked, "Convents. They're just a great big cookie jar."

They kissed.

Drusilla mumbled, "Black sky. It wants a little wormy me."

Angelus and Darla break apart and look over at a sobbing Dru.

Dru was driven insane. "No. No. Make it stop!"

Darla asked, "What is she doing here? I thought you killed her."

Angelus shook his head, "No. Just her family."

He pushed Darla down on the floor and rolled on top of her.

Dru scooting back towards the wall, "Eyes like arrows - like-like needles."

Angelus looked over at her, "This one's special. I have big plans for her."

He leaned down to kiss Darla.

Dru watching them, "Snake in the woodshed. Snake in the woodshed. Snake in the woodshed! Snake in the woodshed!"

Darla rolled them over so she was now on top.

"So are we going to kill her during, or after?" Darla asked.

Angelus sat up, startling her. "Neither. We turn her into one of us. Killing is so merciful at the end, isn't it? The pain has ended."

Darla complained a bit. "But to make her one of us? She's a lunatic."

Angelus smirked, "Eternal torment," grabbed a hold of Darla's arms, and rolled them so he was back on top with her under him on the floor. "Am I learning?"

Angelus started to kiss Darla while Dru first laughed then cried.

After Angelus finished kissing Darla, Drusilla was still crying. Angelus crawled towards her, he caressed her head and wiped her tears. Angelus transformed his face into a vampire, bit her neck to make her gasp, then moaned until she felt limp.

Angelus bit his own wrist, drawing blood. He cupped Drusilla's head in order to drink his blood. He leaned his wrist to her mouth, and she drank it until she fell into darkness.