The Ghost of Angelus Past

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Chapter 2: Blast from the Past

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*Flashback*

Sunnydale, 1998

Angelus walked into the mansion to find Drusilla
having a tea party. She sat facing the door he’d come
in and a girl sat across from her with her back to
him.

“Mum, would you like the last tea cake?” Dru asked
holding it out to her companion.

“No, dearest. You have it.” She said in a sweet voice.

Dru smiled happily and nibbled on her treat.

“Drusilla, What’s going on?” He asked as he walked
into the room.

Drusilla jumped up and launched herself into his
waiting arms. “Daddy’s home!”

Angelus watched as the girl turned toward him. She
looked to be 16 or 17 and had short dark brown hair and
bright blue eyes. He frowned at the frilly sundress
she was wearing, though. She was a pretty little
thing. She’d be a real beauty if she ever grew up. Dru
wasn’t likely to let her go.

“Daddy, this is Hannah. I found her in the park. The
stars said she’s going to be my mummy.” Dru said.

“Princess, why don’t you go help Spike get inside,
we’ll talk later.” Angelus said. He waited until Dru
was out of sight then turned back to the girl. “If you
want to go, go now.” He said. It was pretty much
worthless killing her. He had already fed and she was
very thin so it wouldn’t take much to drain her. No
fun.

“I haven’t got anywhere to go. My father was in the
park with me, he’s dead now.” She said.

“You’re not afraid and you act like his death was no
big deal.”

“I never liked him anyway.” She said softly.

Angelus smiled. “How old are you, girl?”

“I’m 14.” She said.

“You look older. Do you want to stay here?”

“It doesn’t matter to me, but I’d rather stay here
than go back out there.” She said as she pointed to
the door.

“Fine, you stay. You’ll make a nice toy for Drusilla.
But know this, if you try to leave now, or disobey me
in anyway and you will pay dearly for it. I am your
master now, understand?”

She nodded and he walked over to her. “Come on then.
We need to find you something decent to wear.” He took
her hand and led her up to his room. He rummaged threw
the closet until he found what he was looking for. She
was thin but tall, just about an inch below Dru. He
turned toward her and said. “Strip.” To his surprise
she obeyed without protest. She really did look older
and was way more developed than girls her age but he
flinched when he saw her breasts were bruised and she
had scratches over every inch of her body the dress
had covered. The wounds weren’t freshugh ugh for Dru
to have done them.

“Is this why you didn’t care about your father’s
death? Did he do this to you?” he asked her.

She nodded, her face emotionless. “Did he do anything
else?” he asked.

She nodded again.

He frowned. He pointed
to the bed. “Sit.” He went to the adjoining bathroom
and got a wash cloth. He returned to the bed and ran
the cloth over her back cleaning the cuts there. “Does
that hurt?” he asked, not really caring if it did.

“The pain doesn’t hurt once you get used to it.” She
whispered.

Angelus smirked. That could be useful, he thought.

“If you’re going to stay here there are rules. Number
one. As I told you, I am your master, you do what I
say at all times. And Number two. We are vampires
incase you hadn’t figured that out yet. You will
dress, talk, and act like one of us as much as your
human nature allows.” She nodded and he finished
washing her then dressed her in the black velvet dress
he’d chosen. “We need an new name for you too. Hannah
is just too bright, too happy. Perhaps just a
nickname.” He stroked her hair and she made a purring
sound and leaned into his touch. “That’s what I’ll
call you. Kitten. I’ll leave the others to decide what
they want to call you.” She nodded accepting the fact
that the name was meant to humiliate her. To remind
her she was a possession, a pet. She really didn’t
care though. It couldn’t be much worse than where she
came from, what she came from.

He led her downstairs where they found Spike and Dru
sitting in the main room of the mansion. Dru was
playing with Miss Edith and Spike was using his hands
to work the muscles of his legs and keep the
circulation going.

“He’s doing it wrong.” Hannah said to Angelus. He
nodded; he didn’t need to ask how she knew since he
had seen the rope burn scars on her ankles and wrists.

“Am not! Who’s this chit anyway?” Spike said

“Spike! That’s our Mummy. You be kind to her.” Dru
told him.

“That will be one of your jobs, Kitten. Taking care of
Spike. Since you can’t hunt or be a guard you have to
do something. Show him the right way.” Angelus said.

Spike knew better than to protest so he didn’t
complain as the girl sat in front of him and began a
to use the tips of her fingers to massage little
circles in his ankles.

“So we can keep her?” Drusilla asked.

“Yes Princess.” Angelus said.

“Yay!” Dru said. “I’ve got a new mum!”

“I don’t need a human, a little girl no less, taking
care of me. I was doing fine on my own.” Spike said
against his better judgement as he glared at the girl.

“Shut up and enjoy the pampering, my boy.” Angelus
said. “She’s staying with us so you should just get
use to it. When she gets a little older I’ll turn her
but as for now she’s my mate and consort, I expect you
to treat her as such. Kitten, take Dru upstairs and
tuck her in, it’ll be dawn soon.”

Much to Spikes surprise when Angelus talked about
turning her she didn’t flinch or even tense. She just
kept working.

“Yes Master.” The girl said and she took Drusilla’s
hand and led her up stairs.

When they were gone Angelus sat down in a chair next
to Spike.

“What are you doing?” Spike asked. “Why not just kill
the girl or turn her loose?”

“She intrigues me, Will. She’s mature for her age and
has a innocent viciousness about her. She doesn’t mind
pain either and pretty soon she’ll crave it.”

“Yeah, well, don’t come whining to me when a minion
takes a bite out of her.” Spike said.

“Oh, I won’t whine. I’ll beat you to a bloody pulp.
You have rank over these idiots. Anything happens to
her in your presence and you’ll pay. If you give her a
chance, you’ll like her. She’s obedient and if you’re
good maybe I’ll let you find out how good it feels to
fuck a very warm, very willing body.” Angelus said.

“Oh, so that’s what you want her for.” Spike said.

“Besides food what else are humans good for. Anyway,
Dru’s taken a liking to her.” Angelus said as he
headed for the stairs. “I’ll send her down to tuck you
in. Play nice.”


Spike was laying on his bed when he heard the soft tap
at the door. “Enter.” He yelled. The girl came in and
stood at the foot of the bed. “Well.” He said.

“You really don’t expect me to tuck you in like a
child do you?” she said.

She wasn’t afraid of him at all. He liked that. No one
beneath him had the balls to stand up to him but this
girl did. He smiled.

“What’s your name?” he asked.

“I don’t have one. The Master says to call me what you
wish. Dru calls me mum and the Master calls me
Kitten.” She said.

“Fine.” He thought for a moment. “I’ll call you Devin.
Greek, it means little devil.”

“Whatever you wish.” She said quietly.

“Why are you being so obedient?”

“Because I’m not ready to die yet and I can’t survive
on my own.” She didn’t even wait for his reply; she
just turned and walked out.


The next night when Spike emerged from his room he
found Devin sitting in the main room reading. A
fledgling was lurking in the shadows sizing the girl
up. He wouldn’t let the fledge hurt her but he wanted
to see what she would do. The young vampire crept
closer to her and she looked up.

“Back off overbite. Master Angelus wouldn’t take
kindly to you handling what’s his.” She said then
looked back down at her book.

The fledge moved a little closer and said, “The Master
wouldn’t want a pathetic human like you. You’re just a
girl. A little bitch vampire groupie. He’ll tire of
you in a week.”

“Then I’d rather wait a week and be killed by a real
vampire then die now by the hands of a disgusting
piece of garbage like you.” She said without looking
up.

The vampire looked ready to lunge so Spike moved his
wheelchair forward. “Leave her be, Mate.” The vampire
looked up and backed away.

“You shouldn’t be down here alone until Angelus marks
you, pet.” Spike said.

“I’m not going to stay in my room all day and night.”
She said.

“And you don’t have to Kitten.” Angelus said from
behind Spike. “Come here.” He extended his hand and
she walked over to him and took it. He pulled her
against him and into a passionate kiss. He only
released her when she needed air. Her lips were
bruised and her cheeks were flushed but her face
remained expressionless. “Go wake Dru and get her
dressed.” She nodded and went off.

“I will break down those walls of hers.” Angelus said.

“What walls?” Spike asked.

“You mean you haven’t noticed. The girl feels nothing.
No anger, no pain, no passion. I’ll break her of
that.”


A while later Devin walked back in the room with a
groggy Drusilla in tow. Dru walked to Angelus and
kissed him on the cheek then sat down next to Spike’s
chair resting her head on his knee. Angelus motioned
for Devin to sit on his lap. When she did he pulled
her against him and stroked her hair lightly. She made
that odd purring sound and relaxed against him.
“Spike, take Dru and go out for a few hours. I have
some things I need to attend to.” He said nuzzling
Devin’s neck. Spike nodded and he and Dru left the
mansion. Angelus didn’t waste any time picking Devin
up into his arms and carrying her to his room. He sat
her on the edge of the bed. Her face was passive but
her heart was pounding.

I'll make her beg, Angelus thought with an evil
grin.

He undressed her slowly then stood up. “Undress me.”
He said. She stood and began to unbutton his black
velvet shirt. When she was through he was pleasantly
surprised when her fingers danced up his chest and
slid the shirt from his shoulders. Her small hands
moved to his pants but he knocked them away. “What do
you want, little girl?” he asked.

She looked up at his face with an odd expression but
didn’t answer.

“What do you want?” he asked more forcefully.

And as if she had read his earlier thoughts she
replied, “I want to feel something. Anything.”

“Good girl.” He said and pushed her onto the bed. He
crawled up after her slowly, like a predator stalking
his prey. She recognized this and met him halfway.

He pushed her back again and quickly removed his pants. She
wanted him to dominate her. She was asking for it. It
had been so long since she had felt anything that this
was what she wanted.

Without warning he entered her virgin core as hard as
he could without doing permanent damage. To his
surprise there was no scream of pain but instead a low
practically inhuman moan.

He thrust into her harshly but she met him stroke for
painful stroke. Tears were running down her face in
rivers but all he saw in her eyes was lust. She
scratched her nails down his back as he continued to
pound into her. She was so tight, so warm. When he
smelled his own blood and felt it dripping down his
back he fell over the edge into the most mind-blowing
orgasm of his un-life. He had no idea what her father
had done to her but she’d been a virgin. This
animalistic lust was unlike anything he’d ever
experienced. He threw back his head as the pleasure
washed over him and with a roar he sank his fangs
deeply into her neck. That’s when he felt her inner
muscles quake and her release. He drank from her until
he knew he had to stop. He pulled out of her and she
groaned at the emptiness he left in her when he rolled
off of her. Her breathing began to slow and she fell
into a deep sleep moments later. He looked at her his
mind reviewing the experience.

The perfect mate, he thought as he himself began to
drift off to sleep.

He woke a few hours later to find Devin staring at the
ceiling.

“Kitten?” he asked softly.

She turned toward him and grinned as only he himself
could. “I want you to teach me.”

“Teach you what?” he asked.

“Everything.” She whispered huskily.

“Be. More. Specific.” He said.

“I want you to teach me to hunt, to fight, to kill, to
fuck, to make them fear me. Like they fear you. I know
I’m not a vampire, but I will be one day, right?”

“You will. Who? Who do you want to fear you?”

“Everyone. Vampires. Humans.” She paused and leaned
over him to roughly bite his ear lobe. “The Devil
himself.”

Perfect, he thought again as he claimed her lips in
a passionate, possessive kiss.

After a few more hours in bed teaching her some
things, he finally rose and picked out something for
her to wear. He had gotten one of his minions to get her
some clothing. He dressed her like a doll. A very
gothic doll, but a doll no less. He admired her
muscled legs as he forced up her skintight black
leather pants and gave each breast a teasing lick as
he pulled an equally tight black tank top over her
head. Her skin was perfect so she required no make-up
except the black eye shadow she carefully applied and
the blood red lipstick he insisted coating her
passion-bruised lips with. He pulled her short hair up
into twin pixie pigtails. She looked like a dark
fairie to him. His own little devil.

Spike's smarter than he looks, Angelus thought as
she told him the name his childe had picked for her.

He watched as she bent over to pull on a pair of black
platform sandals giving him a view of her leather
incased ass.

He took her hand and led her down the stairs to the
main room where his minions were awaiting permission
to leave for the night’s hunt. When they saw Devin
every eye in the room stared at this new addition. She
wore only two pieces of jewelry. A silver choker
decorated with rubies and onyx. It was a beautiful
piece meant to draw attention, which also meant is
drew attention to the bite marks just below it. She
also wore a ring on her left-hand ring finger. A
claddagh. The bite mark bound her to him in the
vampire world and the ring bound her to him in the
human world. She was his completely.

With a nod and a short ‘Go’. The minions went off to
hunt. As they scattered Angelus saw Spike sitting in
his chair massaging his legs the wrong way yet again.
Because of his disability he hadn’t been able to see
Devin. When he looked up his eyes widened and a smirk
appeared on his lips.

“Well, look at this. Baby sister grew up. Come give
brother a kiss.” He said.

She looked at Angelus and raised an eyebrow, he
nodded. She went to him straddled his useless legs and
kissed him hard on the mouth. When she pulled back she
had top hep her self from laughing.

“That lipstick looks better on you than me,” She
started then bent over and licked the red from his
lips while her hand snaked down to cup his growing
erection. “ ‘Big’ brother.” She finished emphasizing
the first word with a hard squeeze.

“Bloody hell!” he shouted as he looked to his sire.
“What did you do to her?”

Angelus laughed as his mate took her place at his side
once again.

“I, uh, broke down her walls.” He said as he moved his
hand down her side and pulled her against him.

“You’re still doing it wrong.” Devin said pointing to
Spike’s legs. “If you do it the way I showed you you’d
recover faster.”

“I don’t need your…” Spike started but Devin
interrupted him.

“Bullshit. You’re helpless right now. I don’t care if
you admit it. If you want to walk again you’ll listen
to me.” She said. “I really don’t care either way but
I’m trying to do you a favor. If you want to be a
stubborn ass, fine. But I don’t want to hear you
complain in three months that you’re sick of being
rollerboy when I can have you walking in a month.”

He looked stunned. No one except Angelus ever talked
like that.

Devin smiled. “I’m not scared of you. And I won’t let
you push me around. I won’t let anyone push me around
ever again.”

“Except Daddy, of course.” Drusilla said as she
entered the room.

Devin walked over to her and ran a finger down her
pale cheek. “Oh Dru. My darling little girl. Daddy
doesn’t need to push me around. I’d follow him
anywhere.” She said as she glanced back at her mate.

“Come on children. We are going to hunt together
tonight.” Angelus said.

“What about Mummy?” Dru asked as she moved to Devin’s’
side and rested her head on the girls’ shoulder.

“She’s coming with us.” Angelus said. “You girls go
outside and play while I talk to Spike for a minute.”

Devin nodded and led Dru outside.

“From now on I want you to listen to her. She really
could have you walking in a month. If you don’t start
listening I’ll have to give her rank over you.”
Angelus said.

Spike flinched.

“You know you’re my favorite Will, that’s why I’m
doing this. She can help you.”

“Fine.” Spike said. “I’ll do what the little chit
says. Now why are we taking her with us?”

“This will be her final test. She’s still human so she
has a conscience. But I told her to act like one of
us. Let’s see if she listens.” Angelus told him.


3 HOURS LATER

“Hurry up!” Devin shouted at the minions carrying Dru.
“You.” she pointed to one. “Take her to her room. And
you.” She pointed to the other. “Go find Spike and
Angelus. Tell them what’s happened. NOW.”

“Yes Mistress.” The minion said as he left.

“Master Angelus.” The minion yelled when he caught
sight of his Master.

“What is it?” Angelus asked.

“It’s Drusilla, Master. The slayer attacked her and
Mistress Devin.”

“Shit! Spike!” he called to his childe who was
finishing off a girl they’d found. “We’re leaving
now.”

When Angelus arrived at the mansion he ran to Dru’s
room. “What happened?” he asked the minion tending
her.

“I’m not sure Master.” The vampire said. “I was
walking past the park and saw Mistress Dru fighting
the slayer. The slayer was just about to stake her but
Mistress Devin hit her from behind. She knocked Dru
out and attacked Mistress Devin. I ran to help her and
some others showed up. We left them to distract the
slayer and brought the girls back here.”

“Is she going to be alright?” he asked.

“Yes Master.”

“Where’s Devin?”

“In your room Master.” He said.

Angelus walked toward his room then began to run when
he caught the scent of blood. Devin’s blood. He
entered the room to find the girl crumpled on the
floor. She had taken her shirt off and was holding it
to her chest.

“Kitten. What happened?” he asked as he sat down
beside her.

“She tried to stake me.” She said as she pulled away
the shirt to reveal a puncture wound. “Dru. Is she
alright?”

“She’s fine. I need to get you to the hospital.” He
said as he looked as the wound.

“No, I’ll be fine. It’s not bleeding anymore but I
need to clean it. It will get infected if I don’t.”

“What were you thinking? Why did you attack her?”
Angelus said as he carried her into the bathroom.

“I couldn’t just let her kill Drusilla. Who was she?”
she asked.

“The slayer. A girl with supernatural powers called to
kill vampires. She’s dead. I’ve let this game go on to
long. I should have killed her when I first got here.”
He said as he cleaned her wound.

“Tell me more.”

He told her everything. About Darla and the gypsy girl
and the curse. He told her about Angel and Whistler
and Buffy. She sat and listened as he cleaned her,
occasionally asking a question.

When he finished his story she looked thoughtful for a
moment.

“I think you should continue your game.”

“Why?” he asked her.

“Because. When you change me I want to kill her.” She
said her eyes sparkling.

“You’re too young to turn now. By the time I think
you’re ready she could do to much damage to my
family.” He said.

“I have an idea. I want to play a new game.” She said.

Angelus smiled as she explained her game. When she
finished she looked at him expectantly.

“It won’t last very long, but it will be fun while it
does.” He said.

“Yes.” She said.

“So, Mistress, huh?” He asked, referring to what the
minions were calling her.

“Yeah, I guess they respect that I stood up to the
slayer.” She said.

Angelus nodded and went to check on Dru and fill Spike
in.


The next night they set her plan into motion. Devin
had been awake and dressed when Angelus got up. He
watched her from the bed as she walked back and forth
bobbing her head to the music playing from her
portable CD player he had bought her. She had dressed
herself in a short red leather skirt and a black
velvet halter-top. Her hair and make-up were the same
as the night before. He got up and she turned off her
music.

“Hi.” She said with a small grin.

“Hi.” He said as he pulled her against him. He ran his
hands down her sides. “How are you feeling?” he asked.

“Fine. It really wasn’t that bad. I just have to be
careful when I lift my arms.” She said.

“Are you ready to begin your game?” he asked as he
moved to the wardrobe and got dressed.

“Oh, yeah. I want to play.” She purred with an evil
smirk.


After checking on Dru they headed toward Sunnydale
high school. When they got there he led her to the
library. They pushed the doors open and walked in
together. All heads turned toward them and all eyes
grew wide.

Buffy pushed away from the table and produced a stake.

Devin began to laugh. “What are godo sdo slayer? Stake
me again? I thought it was against the rules for you
to kill a human?” she said.

“You’re human?” Giles asked.

She looked to Angelus and he nodded and backed away so
he was standing against the doors of the library. She
walked toward them slowly. “Check.” She said holding
her wrist forward. Giles walked forward cautiously
after taking the stake from Buffy. He gently placed
two fingers over her pulse point then stood back.

“You are.” He said.

“I am and now I have a hole in my chest because of
her.” She said, glaring at Buffy.

“I thought she was a vampire, I swear. I mean she and
Drusilla were walking together and holding hands like
the best of friends.” Buffy said.

Angelus moved forward again. “Come on Kitten. We
should get you home. It’s late.”

“Leave her alone Angelus.” Giles said.

“She doesn’t want me to, do you Kitten?” he said as he
wrapped his hands around her waist. She shook her
head.

“I’m not letting you leave with her.” Buffy said.

“You don’t have a choice.” Everyone looked in
amazement toward the speaker. Willow stood up and
walked over to Giles. “He’s claimed her. We can’t take
her against her will without causing mental damage
maybe even physical.”

“Very good. I wasn’t sure you’d figure it out.” Devin
said smiling brightly at Willow, and then she turned
to Angelus. “I like her. She’s different and smart. Powerful too.
Can she be the one?”

“What are you talking about?” Buffy asked.

“It’s simple really. I need someone to tutor her and
she needs a little human interaction. To the world
she’s dead so I can’t send her to school but she’s
still young and has a lot to learn. You know you can’t
take her from me and I guess it’ll be nice to rub it
in your face that she’s mine and you can’t do anything
about it. She wants Willow.”

Willow looked like she would say something but Buffy
didn’t give her the chance.

“Forget it.” Buffy said then turned her gaze to Devin.
“He’ll kill you.”

“No, he’ll turn me. Then I’ll kill you.” She said.

“Let’s go Kitten.” Angelus said taking her hand.

“Bye Willow.” Devin said smiling at the witch and
waving in a very little girl fashion. Then they walked
out.

“Can you believe that!” Buffy said. “Like we’d do
anything to help him.”

She missed Willow’s curious gaze as it followed the
pair out the door.


“That was fun.” Devin said when they returned to the
mansion. “Did you see her face when she found out I
was human? The guilt?”

“Yes. It was a good game. Short but fun.” Angelus
said.

“Yeah. The next one will be better.” She said.


The next day right before sunset Angelus, Devin, and
Spike were in the library when a minion knocked on the
door.

“Yes?” Angelus asked.

“Someone slid this under the door, Master.” He said
handing him the envelope with his name written on it.

He nodded and the vampire left.

“What is it?” Devin asked as she moved to his side.

“I don’t know. But it’s still light out so it has to
be from a human.”

He opened the envelope and took out the piece of paper
inside. He read the message then started to laugh.

“What?” Devin asked. He handed her the paper and she
read it.


Angelus,
I’ll do it. Bring her to my house tonight.
Willow


“Do you think it’s a trick?” Spike asked as he read it
over Devin’s shoulder.

“No. There was something in her eyes last night. She
wanted to help me.” Devin said as she stood. “Can I
go?”

“I suppose. I’ll walk you to her house and talk to
her. I’ll know if she’s lying and I’ll be able to
sense the slayer if she’s there. Are you sure?”

“Yes. This game could be much better then the next one
I had planned.”


Willow walked to the door and opened it at the sound
of a knock.

“Willow.” Angelus said.

“Angelus.” She said, her voice shaking.

“Here’s the deal. She’s with you two hours every
night. You tutor her in all subjects and you don’t
tell the slayer. You do as I ask and you have my word
you won’t be harmed by me or any of mine.”

“Ok.” The redhead said.

“Good. I’ll be back in two hours.” He turned toward
Devin.

“Listen to Willow.” He said softly then leaned down
and claimed her lips.

“I will. Don’t forget to check on Dru to make sure
she’s still resting and make sure Spike does what I
told him.”

“Alright.” With that he turned and walked away.

Willow stood to the side to give the girl permission
to enter but she didn’t say it out loud just to be
sure it was safe. When she walked in unhindered Willow
let out the breath she’d been holding.

“I’m Devin.” She said as she held out her hand to the
witch.

“Willow Rosenberg.” She said as she took her hand.

“Nice to meet you. So, where do you want to start?”
Devin asked.

“I really have no idea. I’m still a little confused.”
Willow said.

“Confused about what?”

“You. Why hasn’t he killed you?” Willow asked.

“I really don’t know. And I don’t care. I don’t want
to leave. Angelus takes care of me and I’m happy.”
Devin said with a small smile.

“What about the other vampires?”

“Spike and Dru are great. They keep me occupied. The
others respect me, they look to me like the look to
the other master vampires.”

“Really? Why?” Willow asked.

“Because they know if they piss me off they’ll have to
deal with Angelus. I’m his mate.”

Willow nodded. “Well, I guess I should teach you
something. What did you like in school?”

“History was my favorite I l I liked everything.”
Devin said.

“Ok, good. Then we can start with history.” Willow
said


Two hours later the girls’ discussion on the French
revolution was disrupted by a knock on the door.
Willow opened it to see Angelus and Dru.

Devin walked past Willow and into Dru’s waiting arms.

“Mummy. I missed you.” The vampire said.

“I missed you too, love.” Devin said kissing her on
the cheek.

Angelus kissed Devin then turned to Willow. “I’d like
you to come to the mansion tomorrow
night.” He said.

Willow hesitated.

“I gave you my word you wouldn’t be harmed and I’m
trusting you enough not to tell the slayer where we
are, i'm gonna ask you how you found out about that eventually. All of the others will be out hunting except
myself, Dru, and Spike.”

Willow thought for a moment. “Alright.” She said
cautiously. “What time?”

“Around ten.”

She nodded and said goodbye to Devin.

“Bye Willow. See you tomorrow.”

“Goodbye little tree.” Dru said giving the girl a
smile.

“Bye Red. Don’t be late.” Angelus said as he turned
and led the girls away from the house.


The next night at 9:55 Willow raised her hand to knock
on the door of the Crawford Street mansion. Her other
hand went to her pocket where she had a stake and
bottle of holy water. To her relief Devin answered the
door.

“Come in.” she said as she moved to let the girl
enter.

Willow walked in slowly and her eyes widened. “Wow.
This place is amazing.” She said.

“Isn’t it? I love it here!” Devin said. “Come on, we
can go to the library and study.”

“You have a library?” Willow asked.

“Yep.”

When they entered the room Willow’s eyes lit up. She
went to the shelves and scanned some of the titles.

“The books on witchcraft are on the other side of the
room.” Angelus said from behind her causing Willow to
jump.

“How did you know. . .?” she started to ask but
Angelus cut her off.

“Dru. She had a vision about you. She said you’d be
very powerful one day. Go ahead and look. You can
borrow anything you like.”

She eyed him carefully then asked the question that
had been in her mind all day. “What’s going on? Why
are you acting so different?”

“Because pet, this is the way he usually is. But the
slayer brings out the worst in him.” Spike said as he
entered the room with Dru close behind him. “I should
know. I was with him for a good amount of years before
the curse.”

“My Spike is right. Daddy was never cruel to us or his
human allies and slaves, but the nasty old slayer
makes Daddy very bad.” Drusilla said.

Willow’s head was spinning. She looked up when she
heard Dru giggle and saw Angelus tickling her stomach
gently.

“Feeling better?” he asked the female vamp.

“Oh, much better Daddy. The slayer didn’t hurt me very
badly. Mummy wouldn’t allow it.” She said proudly as
she moved to Devin’s side.

“What happened?” Willow asked. She really shouldn’t
care but there was something so child-like about Dru,
so innocent. And Devin was human after all.

“The slayer attacked them the night before last. She
tried to stake Dru but Dev being the dumb twit that
she is jumped in an got herself staked.” Spike said.

“Shut up Spike.” Devin said and smacked him on the
back of the head.

“Yes Mum.” Spike said and gave her a childlike pout.

“Can I see?” Willow asked fearing the girl had been
seriously hurt.

Devin shrugged and pulled down the material of her
blood red tank top to reveal a bandage. Willow
carefully peeled it away and gasped. “I can’t believe
Buffy actually staked a human.” Willow murmured to
herself. “I could fix this if you want. I know a
simple healing spell that will do it.”

“No, it’s ok. I want to leave it as a reminder of
exactly what the slayer thinks of me.” Devin said
harshly.

“She thought you were a vamp.” Willow said defending
her friend.

“So it’s stake first, ask questions later? And why
didn’t she tell you what happened? I was under the
impression she was your best friend.” Devin said.

Willow opened her mouth then shut it. She didn’t know
what to say. Buffy had never explained what Angelus
and Devin were talking about in the library that
night. She hadn’t even thought of it until now.

“It doesn’t really matter.” Willow finally said. “I’m
not the slayer and what Buffy does on patrol is her
business not mine.”

Devin shrugged then moved to sit on the couch. “Let’s
get started, shall we?”

Willow nodded and sat beside her. She began with
history and moved on to chemistry. Willow was
surprised. Devin was young but she was very
intelligent. All the while Angelus sat and listened
while Dru and Spike talked quietly. The two hours
passed quickly.

“That’s enough for tonight.” Angelus said.

Willow stood and gathered the books she had brought.
She said goodbye to Devin and walked out, she wasn’t
far before she heard someone call her name. She turned
to see Spike in his wheel chair coming toward her.

“Take this.” He said.

He handed her a book and she looked at the cover.

“ ‘The Gypsy Way’. What’s this?” she asked.

“From what Dru says, something you’ll be needing
soon.” He turned and left.

Willow walked home and as soon as she got in the door
the phone rang.

“Hello?”

“Willow? I need your assistance.” Giles said.

“What’s up?” she asked.

“There’s a new prophecy and I’d appreciate your
input.”

“Sure. I’ll be there in a few.”

Willow looked down regretfully at bookbook in her
hands. I really wanted to take a look at this, She thought as she grabbed her keys and headed back
out the door.

When Willow arrived at the library Giles told her
about a prophecy concerning a demon named Acathla.
They researched all night but found nothing.


The next night Willow went back to the mansion. She
was still angry she hadn’t been able to look through the
book Spike had given her. It was Saturday and after
her late research she’d slept all day. She entered
without knocking as Angelus had instructed the night
before and went to the library to find Spike hugging
Devin fiercely.

“Spike, air becoming an issue.” She said and he
released

“Sorry Luv, I’m just happy, that’s all.”

“Yeah yeah, too bad we’re making progress so quickly
though. I won’t be able to call you rollerboy anymore,
pretty soon.”

Willow knocked on the library door and Devin called
her in.

“Hey Willow, you look nice.” Devin said.

Willow grinned ear to ear. Her friends hadn’t noticed
her new clothes.

“Yeah Red. Good enough to eat.” Spike said.

“Well considering you’d eat a filthy whore off the
street I’ll take that as an insult.” Willow said.

Angelus laughed as he entered the room and draped an
arm around Willow’s shoulder. She flinched as he drew
her into an embrace. “Gotta love that spunk.” He
whispered in her ear.

She looked toward Devin expecting to see jealously but
instead only amusement. She pushed away from Angelus
and walked toward Devin.

“Shall we begin?” Willow asked.


~~~~~~~~


It had been two weeks since Willow had begun tutoring
Devin. She was very bright and learned quickly. Willow
was no longer nervous around Angelus and his childer.
They didn’t bother her, neither did any of the other
vamps under Angelus’ reign. She even found her self
joking with Spike or saying hello to Dru’s dolls when
she arrived. She hadn’t noticed until one night she
found herself in a deep discussion about John
Steinbeck’s books with Angelus after Devin’s lesson.
She tried to feel guilty about this sudden kinship
with her enemies and betra Buf Buffy, but she
couldn’t.

Willow entered the mansion and found Dru supporting
Spike who was shakily walking across the room. She
waited by the door until he had made it to the
opposite wall.

“Congratulations.” She said as she moved into view.

“Thanks, Red. Mum’s upstairs.” He said.

She said hello to Dru and Miss Edith then made her way
to the library when she arrived she saw the door was
partially open and she peeked inside then covered her
mouth to con hen her gasp of surprise at what she saw.
Devin was sitting in the largest leather chair by the
fireplace, her short navy blue shirt pushed over her
hips and Angelus’ head firmly planted between her
legs. Willow knew she should go back downstairs and
occupy herself until the couple appeared in the main
room but she couldn’t pull her eyes away from the
erotic sight. Devin’s body was covered in a fine sheen
of sweat and she started to thrust her hot pussy more
fully to Angelus’ mouth as one of her hands came up to
his head to force more contact. The chair was at an
angle so Willow could see exactly what the dark
vampire was doing to his mate. She watched in sick
fascination as his tongue darted out to play with her
aching clit.

“Oh, Angelus, please. Fuck me.” She heard Devin gasp.

Angelus’ reply was to quickly stand and remove his
pants. Willow had to contain another gasp when his
painfully erect cock came into view. She wed aed as he
slammed harshly into Devin and she lifted her hips to
meet his forceful thrust. He pounded into her hard and
Willow blushed when she heard Devin’s next words.

“Please, Lover. Harder, faster, please.”

She saw Angelus pull out of Devin and stand, pulling
her with him. He led Dev to stand facing the
fireplace. She grabbed onto the mantle piece and
Angelus slammed back into her cunt from behind,
pumping harder and faster than before. Willow blushed
again when selt elt the wetness pooling between her
own thighs. She moved away from the door knowing if
her body kept this up Angelus would smell her. She
walked into Devin’s room, knowing she was itteitted
there and tried to force the scene from her mind. A
few minutes later Devin entered the room on shaky legs
with a sappy smirk on her face.

“Hi, Red.”

“Devin.”

“So, did you enjoy the show?” Devin asked as she moved
to her wardrobe. She removed her top to reveal a black
lacy bra before turning to gauge Willow’s reaction. The
witch’s face was as red as her hair.

“Don’t worry.” Devin said as she sat down on the bed
next to Willow. “Angelus didn’t see you.”

“He didn’t?” Willow asked quietly.

“No, he didn’t. I only caught a glimpse of you from
the corner of my eye. I won’t tell him even though I
know he wouldn’t care.” Devin said, seeing how truly
embarrassed the girl was.

“I’m so sorry, Dev. I really. . .” willow started but
Devin cut her off by putting a slim pale finger to
Willows lips.

“It’s ok, my pretty little witch. I didn’t mind at
all.” Devin said and before Willow could react Devin
had her lips firmly pressed to Willow’s.

When she pulled back she smiled devilishly at Willow.
“So, English tonight?” Devin asked as she moved to the
dresser.


As Willow walked home she was confused. Devin had
kissed her. And she had enjoyed it. It was so
different from Oz, but nice. She shook her head trying
to clear her thoughts. Angelus had been quiet lately
so Xander and Cordy decided they’d visit his uncle in
Phoenix, Giles had mentioned wanting to see a friend
in Boston, Oz was off somewhere with the band, and
Buffy had told Willow that she wanted to visit her dad
in LA but didn’t want to leave the red head alone in
Sunnydale. Willow told Buffy to go to LA and that she
would ask her parents to go with them on their latest
business trip. Willow didn’t feel bad lying about
going with her parents because she knew that in
Sunnydale she was in no danger. Angelus made sure of
that.

A week later all her friends were gone for at least a
week and Willow was on her way to the mansion. After
Devin’s lessons Willow found out that Angelus knew of
Buffy’s departure, as well as the rest of the gang.

“Why don’t you stay here, Willow.” Devin asked.

Willow was about to refuse when she thought about the
kiss she had shared with the younger girl and the
erotic act she had witnessed before hand.

“If it’s alright with Angelus.” The witch said looking
toward the vampire.

She watched as a smirk covered his face. “Anything my
little devil and my little witch want.” He said.

Willow’s heart rate jumped. He’d been doing that a lot
lately. Referring to her as his. What disturbed her
was that she liked it. All the vamps, and Devin, were
possessive about her in their own way. It made her
feel wanted.

“Great. You can use my room. I rarely sleep there
anymore. It’s mostly just a dressing room to me now.”
Dev said.

“OK.” Willow said. Her green eyes still on the dark
vampire.

“Only one rule Willow.” He said as he walked toward
her.

“Yes Angelus?” She asked swallowing hard at the look
in his eyes.

He ran a finger down her arm. “None of your clothes
are to enter this house. Let Devin dress you. I won’t
put up with fuzzy sweaters and overalls for a week.
Understood?”

She nodded and licked her lips when he didn’t back
away from her. He smiled and brushed a spare piece of
hair behind her ear.

“Good.” He said then left the girls alone.

Devin watched Willow try to compose herself.

“He has that affect on a lot of people.” She said.

“I bet.” Willow said not bothering to hide her arousal
from Dev. What was happening to her?

“Come on then. Daddy wants me to dress you, so I
shall.”

Willow followed her to her room and watched while the
girl looked threw drawers and wardrobes.

“Ok, let’s try this.” She said holding up a mid-thigh
length black leather skirt and a blood red strapless
corset top.

Willow reached for the clothes but Dev pulled them
back.

“Nope. Daddy said I get to dress you.” The girl said
with a gleam in her eyes.

Willow heart began to race again.

Dev stepped forward placing the clothes on a chair
then she crooked a finger at Willow. The witch
reluctantly went forward.

“Arms up.” Dev Whispered.

Willow could do nothing but obey. Dev lightly ran her
fingers down the other girl’s sides. When she reached
the bottom of Willow pink sweater she lifted it off
the girl. She threw it to the floor and looked at the
flesh it had covered. Dev ran a finger over Willows
collarbone as she moved behind her. She undid the
girls white cotton bra and allowed her thumbs to brush
the sides of her breasts as she slid it off. Then she
let her hands continue down the sides of the shy
girl’s body until she reached the waistband of her
pink skirt. Dev got to her knees and pushed the skirt
down taking her panties with it. Devin stood and
looked at Willow, admiring the other girl’s small but
firm breasts, flat stomach and toned legs. She reached
for the leather skirt and Willow stepped into it. The
skirt was a bit loose on Dev but it fit Will like a
glove. Next she grabbed the corset and led Willow to
the Iron four poster bed. She directed the red head to
grab onto a post and hold on. She laced it up then
stood back to admire her work.

“Beautiful. Perfect.” She said. Then she leaned
forward and pressed her lips to Willows. Just as
Willow wrapped her arms around Dev there was a knock
on the door.

Dev sighed and pulled away. “This better be good.” She
shouted as she threw open the door to find a minion
standing there. “What?” she asked harshly.

“The master wants you, Mistress.” He said.

“Fine.” She threw a sorry glance at Willow and then
followed the minion out.

~~~~~~~~~

Two days later.

Willow was going to kill something. She had no doubt
that Dev was attracted to her but the only even mildly
intimate contact she had with the girl is when she
needed help with an article of clothing. She seemed to
be waiting for something, Willow thought. It didn’t
help that Dev’s room was right between Spike’s and
Angelus’. Especially since Dev was so vocal in bed. So
here Willow was going out of her mind with lust ready
to commit murder. So far the night was quiet but she
couldn’t sleep so she got out of bed planning to head
down the hall to the library. She threw a robe over
her button up satin nightshirt and went out the door.
She knew all the vamps were out hunting tonight except
Spike and Dev was here somewhere. She found out where
when she walked past Spike’s room. She heard the girl
whimpering. The door was cracked and Willow was so
tempted to just take a peek.

What the heel is wrong with me, this isn't like me at all, She thought to her self as she wantonly moved
to the door.

She saw Spike nibbling on her friend’s neck. Devin had
thrown her head back giving him full access. He moved
down her body and Devin’s eyes opened and found
Willow’s. She gave Willow a lusty smile and a wink
before returning her attention to Spike.

“Spike, stop fooling around and fuck me already.” She
growled playfully.

“No.” He said as he continued to tease her flesh.

“Yes.” She said as she flipped them over, pinning
Spike to the bed. She slowly rubbed her core against
his throbbing cock and he thrust up to enter her. She
sank onto his length and both moaned. Willow was
grateful that Dev deliberately used her body to block
Spike’s view of the door. Willow was satisfied she
wouldn’t be caught until she felt the hands on her
waist. She gasped and a finger came to her lips.

“Shh, little one. Be quiet.” Angelus said.

Oh, shit! I'm so in trouble, Willow thought to herself.

Angelus smelled the fear rolling off the girl, he
loved it, but there was something else on his mind at
that moment. He pulled her against him, picked up her
hand, and nibbled on her wrist.

“No need to be afraid. It can be fun to watch. But
it’s usually better if you’re experiencing it.” He
whispered seductively into her ear as he untied her
robe. Willow was lost. She couldn’t deny that she had
been attracted to Angel and even more so to Angelus
but could she really go through with what he was
suggesting. Her mind went blank when he brushed his
hands down her thighs and on the way back up pushed
her nightshirt up over her hips. She let her head fall
back against his chest. A grin formed on his lips and
he moved his fingers to her heat. He knew the girl was
frustrated so it would be easier to seduce her. He’d
been waiting for this. Devin was his mate but he
needed something new every now and then. He slowly
entered her with a finger and caught her moan in a
feral kiss. He added another finger and Willow began
to thrust down on his hand as his thumb rubbed her
clit. She reached behind his head and brought his ear
to her mouth.

“Harder.” She whispered hoarsely grinding her ass
against him.

She heard him growl and found herself being dragged
backwards. Anticipation and fear ran through her as
she realized he was taking her back to his room. His
fingers slipped out of her allowing her a moment to
think. She had no idea what was happening to her. She
knew this was wrong, she knew she was betraying her
friends but she couldn’t stop. She was attracted to
Devin, hell she’d even thought a few lusty things
about Spike, but with Angelus it was so much more
intense. He was her personification of lust and
sexuality.

They finally reached their destination and Angelus
pushed her into his room. He followed then shut and
locked his door. He moved in behind Willow once again
and brought his hands up and around her to unbutton
her shirt. Her long hair was piled haphazardly on top
of her head leaving her graceful neck bare. While he
slowly worked on her shirt he nuzzled her neck and was
pleasantly surprised when she tilted her head to give
him better access. When he finished the last button he
slid his cool hands up her sides, over her shoulders,
and down her arms taking the material with him. As
soon as it hit the floor he was on his knees trailing
nipping kisses down her bare back. He told her to lean
forward and place her hands on the wooden chest at the
foot of his bed; she hesitated for a moment but then
complied. He ran his hands down her back and over her
ass, when he reached her thighs he gently pulled them
apart putting them in a wide stance. He ran his tongue over the small of her back as his fingers once again moved to her core. He thrust two deeply into her keeping the motion going as he stood and leaned over her back to gently nibble her shoulder blades. Even though Angelus wasn’t giving her clit any stimulation Willow could still feel an orgasm building with in her. Angelus ran his free hand down her arm then he picked up her hand and brought it to his mouth, after placing a kiss on the palm his lips moved to her wrist, him nuzzled for a moment before sinking his fangs into the delicate skin Willow shrieked in pain but she also began thrusting against his hand. Just as Willow felt the beginnings of her orgasm there was a knock on the door.

“I’m fucking jinxed.” Angelus heard the red head
murmured as he stopped his movements and stepped away from her trembling body.

He chuckled and then swatted her ass. “Stand over
there out of the view of the door.”

She nodded with a pout and moved to where he’d directed her. She
couldn’t see who was at the door but by the look on
Angelus’ face it was the bearer of good news. He shut
the door and walked over to her.

“I have something to take care of, but make no
mistake, we will finish this.” He claimed her lips in
a deep, bruising kiss and then left her standing there
dazed and frustrated.

She used the master bathroom in his room to clean up
before going out to see what had happened knowing any
other vampire would smell her arousal. When she
thought she done an effective job she wandered outside
and went to Spike’s room and found the vampire
lounging on his bed. She knocked lightly on his door
and he motioned her inside.

“What’s going on?” She asked as she seated herself on
the edge of the bed.

“Angelus just received something he’s been waiting
for. He told me to tell you that he and Dev will more
than likely be busy for the next few days and there
will be a lot a vamps going in and out, it would
probably be best if you went back to your parent’s
house. Dev will call you in a day or two.”

“Oh.” She said not being able to keep the
disappointment from her voice.

Spike smiled sensing the pent up frustration coming
from the girl. “I’ll walk you. I need the exercise.”
He got up gently and reached for the cane that was
still necessary for his mobility.

Most of the trip was made in silence, when they
arrived at Willow’s she turned to go inside but Spike
stopped her.

“Take care of yourself, Red.” He said.

She looked at him strangely and said, “You too,
Spike.” And then went inside.


~~~~~~~~~~~~~~


That night she glanced threw the book Spike had given
her and was surprised to see a large section on the
soul restoration spell the Romany had used on Angelus.
Putting together pieces from there and a disk she had
found in Miss Calendar’s room she could work the
spell. At that moment the phone rang.

“Hello?”

“Hey Red.” Devin said.

“Dev. What’s up?”

“Angelus said you don’t have to tutor me for a while.
I’ll call you when he says otherwise.”

“Ok.”

“Red?”

“Yeah, Devin?”

“Thanks. I’ll miss you.”

With those words the girl hung up. What was that all about, Willow asked herself. She decided not to
tell the others about the spell yet. Angelus had been
busy with Devin so he hadn’t been around much lately.
And in light of her getting to know him he really
wasn’t that bad. . .

If anything happened she’ll tell them.

And a week later she did just that. It turned out that
Angelus was planning to open the gates of hell, with a
little help from Acathla. Buffy had confided in Willow
that she had formed a truce with Spike and was going
after Angelus while Willow did the spell. When Buffy
left the library she started the spell, and then all
hell broke loose. The last thing Willow remembered was
hearing Dru shout, “No, the Red-head is not to be
touched.” As a bookcase came down on her.

Early the next morning at the mansion.

“Angelus. Stop it. Leave him for Dru to take care of.”
Devin said.

“What’s the matter Luv, don’t like the sight of
blood?”

“You know it’s not that. A-a-aren’t you bored yet, I
am.” Dev said throwing a regretful look at the bloody
watcher.

“Fine. Go get Dru.”


An hour later Devin watched from the shadows as the
slayer fought Angelus. Ready to jump in any moment if
the girl took the upper hand. She didn’t want Buffy to
die, but Angelus was everything to her. She was so
distracted by the fight she failed to notice Spike
sneak up behind her and hit her over the head with a
crowbar. Spike took the girl out to his car and then
went back to finish his deal with the slayer and get
Dru.


~TBC~