Bloodletting
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Adult ++
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Bloodletting
DISCLAIMER: Own not, want not. It's all Joss' and Mutant Enemy's. The song, "Bloodletting (The Vampire Song)" belongs to Concrete Blonde off their dark album, Bloodletting.
SPOILERS: Minor one for the episode, "Dead End."
SUMMARY: Sequel to "The Beast." How Cordelia was turned.
FEEDBACK: Please
DISTRIBUTION: Whoever wants it can have it, just let me know so I can visit it. Angelus' Mistress can, of course, take this one and the next one as well.
NOTES: One more to go in the series. I guess they are, kinda, prequels to "The Darkest Childe" but I'm writing them after. So sue me. But if you do, the only thing you'll get is a computer that is in the computer equivalent of 99 years old, and more nail polish than you could ever hope to get stoned on. Yes, that was a joke. Fine, don't laugh. See if I care.
~*~
Cordelia smiled, seeing her Sire watching her and her 'sister' as they fed. She knew by the faraway look in his eyes he was thinking back to how he came back out this time. Hopefully Willow would still be unable to perform the Restoration spell, she wanted nothing to take her away from her newfound family.
As she watched Angelus, she wondered at how easy it was for her to give herself over to the darkness, how easy it was to take her Sire's blood into herself. She had always promised that if Angelus ever came out again, she would stake him dead. But now she was glad that she hadn't.
~~There's a crack in the mirror
And a bloodstain on the bed
There's a crack in the mirror
And a bloodstain on the bed
Oh, you were a vampire and baby
I'm the walking dead
Oh you were a vampire and baby
I'm the walking dead~~
Cordelia, Wesley, and the others at Angel Investigations had discovered Angelus the morning after he returned. They had gone into work, not knowing that their colleague would make his evil-self known to them.
He had come down the stairs from his suite, dressed in his favorite leather pants and a black silk shirt, the first hint that nothing was normal. A hint that went unheeded. It seems that they were all being rather obtuse about it all, not catching any of the hints. Even his crabbiness was unnoticed. Or it was until he vamped out on them, letting them know who was in charge.
He let them get away, into the sunlight, over to Caritas, over to Lorne. Nothing they could think of could explain the unsouled one's return. They had to form a plan to get him, to warn Buffy and the others in the Scooby Gang, to save themselves and everyone else that they could.
They all had different ideas, different plans, and no one giving in to the others. In the end, that turned out to be for the better. Angelus would expect them to band together and flee to Sunnydale. They would do the opposite. They would split up, the only contact with the Hellmouth being through the phone.
It was close to nightfall when Cordelia arrived at her apartment to pack and give Phantom Dennis a fond farewell. She had extracted all the money she had in her savings account. She would head to New Orleans, a city that would be easy to get lost in, to hide in.
Time was against her as she hurried into her room, gasping in shock at the sight of her room. The large mirror on the wall was cracked and shattered into hundreds of pieces, a large stain of blood in the center of her unmade bed.
~~I got the ways and means
To New Orleans I'm going
Down by the river
Where it's warm and green
I'm gonna have drink, and walk around
I got a lot to think about oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah~~
Cordelia slowly started to move backwards, away from her room. She could buy new clothes and things…Angelus couldn't get her if she took on another identity. She screamed as her back met Angelus' cold chest.
She spun around to face him, trying to get in a good punch or kick, anything in order to get away, to survive. For she knew that if she didn't get away, she would no longer be alive, he would kill her.
For a few moments he let her get the upper hand, give her some hope. He grabbed her wrists and twisted them around her body, restraining her. He wrapped one arm around her, holding her arms in position and drew her flush against his body.
"I suppose I should thank you for freeing me, so thank you. If it weren't for you, I'd still have that useless soul," he laughed evilly in her ear.
~~There's a rocking chair by the window
Down the hall
I hear something there in the shadow
Down the hall
Oh you were a vampire and
Now I am nothing at all
Oh you were a vampire and
Now I am nothing at all~~
e the threw her onto her bed and quickly covered her body with his own. He chuckled again at the confused look on her face.
"You don't get it, do you? How did you make him lose his soul?" he mocked. "It was caused by you not watching what you say. You told him that you love him. He got to thinking of that last night and came to the realization that he, in return, loves you. You, rather effectively, killed him."
Cordelia's eyes widened again as the meaning of his words sunk in. It was her. She had to get away, had to get a stake, or tell Wesley what freed him or tell Willow so she could perform a spell, anything to get Angel to return. These thoughts brought her strength back enough to knee the evil vampire in the crotch.
He yelled in pain, startling him enough so she could push him off of her and run to the door, her hand finding the doorknob.
~~I got the ways and means
To New Orleans I'm going
Down by the river
Where it's warm and green
I'm gonna have drink, and walk around
I got a lot to think about oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah~~
Angelus caught up with her as she started to turn the doorknob. He grabbed her shoulder and spun her around to face him. He pushed her body up against the door.
"I thought you had more spirit than you were showing. I'm glad you proved me right. You'll make a wonderful childe, won't you?"
"No…I refuse to be a vampire. I won't do it," she hissed, fighting back to no avail.
"You know that's a lie…you're going to die tonight either way, so the point is really moot," he stated simply, running his cool hand down the young Seer's cheek and neck. "I promise to make the experience…pleasant enough for you. There will be enough time for the pain later."
~~They used to dance in the garden in the
Middle of the night
Dancing out in the garden in the
Middle of the night
Oh you were a vampire
And I may never see the light
Oh you were a vampire
And I may never see the light~~
Before she could contemplate what was happening, Cordelia was again in her room, lying on her back in her bed with Angelus on top of her. God, she wished he didn't have the same face as Angel.
She gave a slight gasp as Angelus placed his lips on hers, sliding his tongue into her mouth to caress her own tongue. He ran his hands down her sides and legs, stroking her lightly, almost gently as desire flamed in the pit of her belly.
He moved his hands up, slowly, unbuttoning her blouse and unsnapping her bra. His hands moved to cup her breasts, massaging them until her nipples were hard buds. She moaned when his hands found their way to her skirt, unzipping it and pulling it down her legs aloith ith her panties.
His fingers found their way into heated center, slowly thrusting in and out, his thumb idly stroking her erect clit. He pulled his lips away from hers as she flung her head back, panting as her hips thrust up against his fingers. As she was about to climax, Angelus removed his fingers from her and quickly unbuttoned his leather pants, allowing his hard, throbbing member to spring free. In one fluid thrust, he was deeply imbedded in her warmth.
His mouth moved to suckle at the base of her throat as her hands clawed down his back in ecstasy. As they climaxed, he sunk his fangs into her throat, rapidly drinking her blood. He sensed her heart slowing as her blood was drained. When she was on the brink of death he raised up and cut the flesh on his upper chest, bringing her head up to drink from his blood.
As he lowered her head again in death he smiled to himself. She would make a wonderful childe.
~~I got the ways and means
To New Orleans I'm going
Down by the river
Where it's warm and green
I'm gonna have drink, and walk around
I got a lot to think about~~
Cordelia glanced again at her sire. When she had awoken from death, she was ravenous for the taste of blood and of her sire. Shortly thereafter they had welcomed Faith into their family and moved to Sunnydale to torment the slayer and their 'nephew,' Spike.
Perhaps she could talk Angelus into welcoming him into their family once again.
~~I got the ways and means
To New Orleans I'm going
Down by the river
Where it's warm and green
I'm gonna have drink, and walk around
I got a lot to think about oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah,
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah~~
THE END
SPOILERS: Minor one for the episode, "Dead End."
SUMMARY: Sequel to "The Beast." How Cordelia was turned.
FEEDBACK: Please
DISTRIBUTION: Whoever wants it can have it, just let me know so I can visit it. Angelus' Mistress can, of course, take this one and the next one as well.
NOTES: One more to go in the series. I guess they are, kinda, prequels to "The Darkest Childe" but I'm writing them after. So sue me. But if you do, the only thing you'll get is a computer that is in the computer equivalent of 99 years old, and more nail polish than you could ever hope to get stoned on. Yes, that was a joke. Fine, don't laugh. See if I care.
~*~
Cordelia smiled, seeing her Sire watching her and her 'sister' as they fed. She knew by the faraway look in his eyes he was thinking back to how he came back out this time. Hopefully Willow would still be unable to perform the Restoration spell, she wanted nothing to take her away from her newfound family.
As she watched Angelus, she wondered at how easy it was for her to give herself over to the darkness, how easy it was to take her Sire's blood into herself. She had always promised that if Angelus ever came out again, she would stake him dead. But now she was glad that she hadn't.
~~There's a crack in the mirror
And a bloodstain on the bed
There's a crack in the mirror
And a bloodstain on the bed
Oh, you were a vampire and baby
I'm the walking dead
Oh you were a vampire and baby
I'm the walking dead~~
Cordelia, Wesley, and the others at Angel Investigations had discovered Angelus the morning after he returned. They had gone into work, not knowing that their colleague would make his evil-self known to them.
He had come down the stairs from his suite, dressed in his favorite leather pants and a black silk shirt, the first hint that nothing was normal. A hint that went unheeded. It seems that they were all being rather obtuse about it all, not catching any of the hints. Even his crabbiness was unnoticed. Or it was until he vamped out on them, letting them know who was in charge.
He let them get away, into the sunlight, over to Caritas, over to Lorne. Nothing they could think of could explain the unsouled one's return. They had to form a plan to get him, to warn Buffy and the others in the Scooby Gang, to save themselves and everyone else that they could.
They all had different ideas, different plans, and no one giving in to the others. In the end, that turned out to be for the better. Angelus would expect them to band together and flee to Sunnydale. They would do the opposite. They would split up, the only contact with the Hellmouth being through the phone.
It was close to nightfall when Cordelia arrived at her apartment to pack and give Phantom Dennis a fond farewell. She had extracted all the money she had in her savings account. She would head to New Orleans, a city that would be easy to get lost in, to hide in.
Time was against her as she hurried into her room, gasping in shock at the sight of her room. The large mirror on the wall was cracked and shattered into hundreds of pieces, a large stain of blood in the center of her unmade bed.
~~I got the ways and means
To New Orleans I'm going
Down by the river
Where it's warm and green
I'm gonna have drink, and walk around
I got a lot to think about oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah~~
Cordelia slowly started to move backwards, away from her room. She could buy new clothes and things…Angelus couldn't get her if she took on another identity. She screamed as her back met Angelus' cold chest.
She spun around to face him, trying to get in a good punch or kick, anything in order to get away, to survive. For she knew that if she didn't get away, she would no longer be alive, he would kill her.
For a few moments he let her get the upper hand, give her some hope. He grabbed her wrists and twisted them around her body, restraining her. He wrapped one arm around her, holding her arms in position and drew her flush against his body.
"I suppose I should thank you for freeing me, so thank you. If it weren't for you, I'd still have that useless soul," he laughed evilly in her ear.
~~There's a rocking chair by the window
Down the hall
I hear something there in the shadow
Down the hall
Oh you were a vampire and
Now I am nothing at all
Oh you were a vampire and
Now I am nothing at all~~
e the threw her onto her bed and quickly covered her body with his own. He chuckled again at the confused look on her face.
"You don't get it, do you? How did you make him lose his soul?" he mocked. "It was caused by you not watching what you say. You told him that you love him. He got to thinking of that last night and came to the realization that he, in return, loves you. You, rather effectively, killed him."
Cordelia's eyes widened again as the meaning of his words sunk in. It was her. She had to get away, had to get a stake, or tell Wesley what freed him or tell Willow so she could perform a spell, anything to get Angel to return. These thoughts brought her strength back enough to knee the evil vampire in the crotch.
He yelled in pain, startling him enough so she could push him off of her and run to the door, her hand finding the doorknob.
~~I got the ways and means
To New Orleans I'm going
Down by the river
Where it's warm and green
I'm gonna have drink, and walk around
I got a lot to think about oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah~~
Angelus caught up with her as she started to turn the doorknob. He grabbed her shoulder and spun her around to face him. He pushed her body up against the door.
"I thought you had more spirit than you were showing. I'm glad you proved me right. You'll make a wonderful childe, won't you?"
"No…I refuse to be a vampire. I won't do it," she hissed, fighting back to no avail.
"You know that's a lie…you're going to die tonight either way, so the point is really moot," he stated simply, running his cool hand down the young Seer's cheek and neck. "I promise to make the experience…pleasant enough for you. There will be enough time for the pain later."
~~They used to dance in the garden in the
Middle of the night
Dancing out in the garden in the
Middle of the night
Oh you were a vampire
And I may never see the light
Oh you were a vampire
And I may never see the light~~
Before she could contemplate what was happening, Cordelia was again in her room, lying on her back in her bed with Angelus on top of her. God, she wished he didn't have the same face as Angel.
She gave a slight gasp as Angelus placed his lips on hers, sliding his tongue into her mouth to caress her own tongue. He ran his hands down her sides and legs, stroking her lightly, almost gently as desire flamed in the pit of her belly.
He moved his hands up, slowly, unbuttoning her blouse and unsnapping her bra. His hands moved to cup her breasts, massaging them until her nipples were hard buds. She moaned when his hands found their way to her skirt, unzipping it and pulling it down her legs aloith ith her panties.
His fingers found their way into heated center, slowly thrusting in and out, his thumb idly stroking her erect clit. He pulled his lips away from hers as she flung her head back, panting as her hips thrust up against his fingers. As she was about to climax, Angelus removed his fingers from her and quickly unbuttoned his leather pants, allowing his hard, throbbing member to spring free. In one fluid thrust, he was deeply imbedded in her warmth.
His mouth moved to suckle at the base of her throat as her hands clawed down his back in ecstasy. As they climaxed, he sunk his fangs into her throat, rapidly drinking her blood. He sensed her heart slowing as her blood was drained. When she was on the brink of death he raised up and cut the flesh on his upper chest, bringing her head up to drink from his blood.
As he lowered her head again in death he smiled to himself. She would make a wonderful childe.
~~I got the ways and means
To New Orleans I'm going
Down by the river
Where it's warm and green
I'm gonna have drink, and walk around
I got a lot to think about~~
Cordelia glanced again at her sire. When she had awoken from death, she was ravenous for the taste of blood and of her sire. Shortly thereafter they had welcomed Faith into their family and moved to Sunnydale to torment the slayer and their 'nephew,' Spike.
Perhaps she could talk Angelus into welcoming him into their family once again.
~~I got the ways and means
To New Orleans I'm going
Down by the river
Where it's warm and green
I'm gonna have drink, and walk around
I got a lot to think about oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah,
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah~~
THE END