Weak as I am, no tears for you

Dec 14, 2004 23:24

Staring at Xander I was wondering what the hell he was doing here anyway. Not like there's any love lost between him, C and Wesley. From the way I remember things Wes and Xand never really got along and Xander was C's ex-meat. He already dropped the kid off on her fun little adventure to the mother country, and B was...well, B wasn't here. Not like ( Read more... )

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wickedslayer December 16 2004, 06:38:30 UTC
I found my balance and glared at him as he shoved me into the room and locked the door behind him. I was immediately confronted with the image of Buffy holding a gun trained right at me. Not waivering for a second I met her gaze and then let my eyes trail down the rest of her body. Leather pants, well I always knew she'd look good in 'em. Something about her the way she was before she died though. I always wanted to bring the bad girl out in her. I made evil look wicked good long before B here ever tried it on for size.

Once she put down the gun it became obvious who the boss was here. I let a wicked smirk start to curve up my lips. I wanted to make some smartass comment about it but then I remembered that I was here to save Wes. My eyes swept done to his unconscious form on the bed. An irrational wave of possessiveness washed over me and I tried to push it down. I remembered it. Tying him to that chair, taking every careful pain to make sure I'd marked him as my own and he'd never forget me. Cause Wes was always something special to me. He was that one thing B could never touch. As much as he'd hated me, he was never in love with her. Now that bitch had gone and made her own marks over mine and she couldn't even do it right. I'd been so careful, so thoughtful in the way I'd carved him up. What I saw was just pointless violence and gore in front of me.

"That's right. You get to play with me. But first, he goes." I said pointing to Wesley. "That was the deal." I felt my muscles tense up as I looked between the two of them. Wasn't sure exactly how this was gonna work out, but I was bettin' I was about to find out.

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true_angelus December 16 2004, 06:48:11 UTC
I stood and listened to Buffy, hearing the fear drop in her voice as she realized she was in trouble. I looked at Faith as she stood there grinning for a moment before looking down at Wesley. He was pretty smacked up and Buffy was injured too, served her right.

"Look at you. You let him hurt you." I let out a low growl, moving to her and pushing her arms down from her chest, looking at the wound. "You're stupid and too new to be doing this. Nor did I tell you to go get Wesley, I believe my exact words were do not go out without my permission. Look what you've done now. Brought home a toy for yourself and trying to make it look like it's for me. If he were for me you'd not have touched him, but you did..." I glared at her, pushing her back onto the bed, turning and looking at Faith.

"Let's see. You don't listen. You are always in some kind of trouble." I turned back around and glanced at her, her little pout. "That pout isn't going to solve anything for you this time princess, you've done it, now face it. This is what we are going to do. You will take Wesley here and take him back to your former residence while Faith gets acquainted with a little rope and a chair. You've got... fifteen minutes to get your ass back here or Faith becomes my toy and not yours."

I stepped over to the bed and grabbed her up, shoving her over toward Wesley. "Are we clear?"

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wickedslayer December 16 2004, 07:06:12 UTC
Crossing my arms I rolled my eyes as B and Angelus had their little lovers spat. Man, Buffy was an annoying vampire. Way more annoying than she'd been when she was just an annoying slayer. Weird how that worked. She was all dressed up like me. Leather pants, badass smirk and I just wanted to laugh at her. She was a wicked sad imitation, and I was just annoyed with her. All this time I wanted so fucking badly to be her, tryin' to be her. ANd in the end it was her who was tryin' so hard to be me. Funny how that worked.

"Wait." I called out as Buffy pulled Wesley's limp body through the door. I could see that he was still breathing but how did I know Buffy wasn't going to just eat him on her way. "Wait." I said again but she just barrelled through the door.

The door locked behind her and I turned to Angelus who was looking at me with greedy eyes. This wasn't how this was supposed to go. Now I couldn't even see Wesley and I was locked in a room with Angelus. Fuck. I could hurt him, hit him and run but who knew what B would do to Wesley. I could go along with it, but who knew what he would do to me.

"Fuck you. How do I know that she won't kill him on the way? That wasn't the deal." I said, taking a few steps back from him before holding my ground. I wasn't scared of him, and I defintely wasn't scared of Buffy.

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true_angelus December 16 2004, 07:15:23 UTC
I let out a laugh as Faith checked Wesley over before Buffy hauled ass out the door, not wanting to lose her chew toy. Once Buffy was gone, Faith turned and looked at me with a slight hesitation. She wasn't sure if she wanted to kick my ass or run for it, but then... she backed up. That is fucking delicious.

"Deal, I believe the deal was, Faithy, an exchange. I didn't say that you could grope and inspect him. That he even had to be alive. I just said you for him. Relax... she's not going to kill him. She's got her panties in a twist to play with you." I said waving my hand in the air. "Besides... slight change of plans anyway. You won't be here when Buffy gets back, I drug you here to teach her a lesson. She's cheeky. I've got nothing I can do with you anyways. At least, not right now."

I dropped the rope in my hand and walked to the table, pouring myself a drink, offering her one. I let the liquor run down my throat before sitting in the chair, a stake sitting right in plain site.

"Don't think I won't come back for you though soon. My girl wants to play with her Slayer friend, and I'm not one to deny my girl anything." I smile and set the glass down, twirling the stake on the table top. "So ... go on then, get out of here."

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wickedslayer December 16 2004, 07:27:17 UTC
I glared at him as he sat down and offered me a drink. Crossing my arms over my chest I tilted my head to the side, tryin' to see if he was for real or not. Not that it mattered, I was gonna fight tooth and nail to claw out of this place and get back to the house. Here he was just lettin' me go. I was vaguely aware that he was toying with me. But I didn't really care at the moment.

"You're right. We'll do this again real soon." I said darkly before turning and heading for the door. Unlocking it quickly before he could change his mind I slammed the door behind me.

Looking around in the dark I narrowed my eyes. She was around, somewhere. Couldn't see her, but I knew she was there. Maybe if I wasn't worried about Wes I'd be stickin' around and pickin' a fight with her but for now I had to make sure everything was five by five with him. Bursting into a run I headed straight for Revello Drive.

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