Buffy the vampire show

Title: Buffy the vampire show.

Author: Madcap13

Archived: Not archived anywhere but here and my own hard drive.

Summary: What if when Angel’s curse was broken for the first time, he went straight back into his bedroom and turned Buffy? Starts in place of “Innocence” in season 2 of BTVS.

Rating: NC-17, I guess. It’s pretty lime flavored at the moment though. M/F action for the most part. Until something like chapter 22 where there’s some M/F/F action and then again in chapter 31. Some domination, bondage fun, mind control, oral, occasional unresolved sexual tension, vamp sex and a bunch of other things. It’s basically a cornucopia of whatever it going through my head at the time. Although you won’t find all that stuff in the first chapter. It’s spread out sparsely over many, many chapters. I’ve actually written 35 so far but I’m only posting them up here after I’ve revised them for the adult-fanfiction.org audience.

Plus there is also violence, people getting bitten and poked with wood and everything else that you’d expect from BTVS.

Pairings: Buffy and Angelus, mostly. But just like the show, everyone seems to get some. Lucky bastards.

Feedback: Any feedback would be more than welcome. Flames especially. Tell me I’ve been bad, I like it. :P~

Characters: Pretty much everyone on the show is in this. Plus the occasional, one-episode only characters just like on the show.

Beta’s : Really wish I had one. Hint, hint, nudge, nudge.

Author Notes: This piece of fiction was deleted from Fanfiction.net for uh.. not exactly sure.. but it would seem to be because of my largish author notes. So I’ve posted it here instead.

Disclaimer: I don’t own Buffy the vampire slayer and I make no money of this. It’s purely for fun and practice.

O-O-O-O

Chapter name – Happy Birthday.

O-O-O-O

Scene - Angel’s unlit apartment.

Buffy stirred in her sleep then suddenly her eyes flashed open with worry.

Buffy, calling out at her lover’s absence - “Angel?”

Angel, in the darkness – “I’m right here. I just went out for a snack.”

Buffy relaxed as Angel moved under the covers, fitting into her from behind and wrapping his arms around her, trapping her in place.

Buffy, with equal parts humor and eagerness – “Again?”

Angel, whispering - “You’re just so good. I’ve got to have you.”

Buffy, whispering huskily back - “I’m yours.”

Buffy looked back at Angel with heavy lidded eyes and with one hand he held her head that way.

Angel - “Do you love me?”

Buffy - “Yes. I love you. I need you so badly.”

Angel - “Do you trust me?”

Buffy, without hesitation - “Yes.”

Angel’s face turned into his more demonic form and Buffy didn’t even flinch.

Angel - “You want all of me?”

Buffy - “I want everything you’ll give me.”

Nudging her head slightly, Angel moved in closer and bit Buffy deeply on the neck. Buffy cried out but didn’t make any move to stop him or struggle. Angel stopped himself from completely killing her as he bit his own wrist which he then offered up to Buffy. She held onto his arm gently with both of her tiny hands and started drinking, all while Angel bit into her neck again.

O-O-O-O

Spike’s warehouse.

Spike, rolling up to Drusilla in his wheelchair - “What is it, pet? Is it about Angel again? Do you see anything more?”

Drusilla - “Not just Angel but the girl too.”

Spike - “The Slayer? Tell me what you see?”

Drusilla - “The world is spinning. It’s all abuzz. Angel is..”

Angel - “Here.”

Angel laughed as he walked in casually with Buffy covered in bloody bed sheets.

Angel - “And I brought a gift.”

Spike - “Oi! Judge! Burn that tosser to a crisp.”

The Judge intercepted Angel, placing a hand on his chest.

Angel looked down at the hand then back up to the Judge with a smirk.

Angel - “Having performance problems?”

Judge, returning to his resting position - “This one cannot be burnt. He is clean.”

Spike - “What do you mean he’s clean? And who.. Is that the slayer?”

Angel nodded and tossed Buffy’s dead body on to the table.

Drusilla - “Oh, my Angel! Have you really come home?”

Angel, wrapping her up in his arms - “Yeah baby. I’m back.”

Drusilla purred as she kissed Angelus, the vampire who turned her.

Spike - “But how?! And you killed the Slayer?”

Angel broke away from the kiss and laughed again.

Angel - “Spike, I think now I get what you’ve been about all these years. Ooh, that Slayer blood. I feel so alive. I’m going make this world fall to its knees and beg to be killed.”

Spike, looking under the sheets at the dead Slayer - “And I keep going back to the part where I ask how did this happen? And you killed the Slayer? You?”

Angel - “I don’t know how it happened but I’m back and that’s what matters. And I didn’t just kill her. I turned her. She should be popping back up any minute now. I can’t wait to see how she turns out. She’ll be my first childe in, oh, fifty years or more. I’m as giddy as a schoolgirl.”

Spike - “You can’t turn a Slayer. It’s been tried by some of the best. Kakistos tried it. Even the Master tried it with that blonde in the thirties. You wouldn’t remember her. She was a slippery one, I tell you. Not much of a fighter but she could run like heck. My point is it can’t be done.”

Angel - “I’m not that rusty. She’s turned. I had her so juiced up that she didn’t even struggle. Just between us guys, I think she’ll give great head. It’s just an impression I got.”

Drusilla - “This is so wonderful. Both my boys are back with me. What fun we will have.”

Spike - “With the Slayer on our side, killing her friends will be a piece of cake. Of course, she’ll want to turn them. They always want to turn their friends.”

Angel - “Not if I have anything to do with it. I’m going to rip Xander Harris’s head straight off his shoulders. But I wouldn’t mind turning the girls.”

Spike, smiling in agreement - “Yeah. Wouldn’t mind having a go with the redhead. She looks hot to trot.”

Drusilla, child-like - “Can I have the watcher?”

Angelus and Spike both frowned.

Spike - “Why?!”

Angelus - “You want to torture him, don’t you?”

Drusilla, smiling as she thought about it - “Maybe a little.”

Angel, kissing her on the forehead - “We’ll see, baby. We’ll see.”

O-O-O-O

Sunnydale high school library, situated right over the hellmouth.

Giles, Jenny, Willow, Xander and Cordelia were in the library having an impromptu Scooby meeting in the absence of their strongest member.

Xander - “What’s up? Where’s Buffy?”

Willow, giving him a worried look - “She never checked in.”

Giles - “If Angel failed to smuggle the box out of Sunnydale then I fear the Judge may have already been assembled. It’s the only reason I can think of for there to be no word from them.”

Xander - “Do you really think this Judge guy is already assembled? Wouldn’t they need to do a ritual or a get a D-I-Y handbook or something, anything like that?

Giles - “I don’t believe so.”

Xander - “Then that means - Then we need to go to where they’re holed up. That-that factory place. That’s where they are, aren’t they? Let’s go.”

Cordelia - “And do what? Besides be scream and die?”

Xander - “Nobody’s asking you to come along. If the vampires need grooming tips, we’ll know who to call.”

Giles - “Cordelia is right. If Buffy and Angel were harmed then we don’t stand to fare much better.”

Xander - “Yeah? Well the people in the room who were born with feelings are going to do something about this.”

Jenny, scolding - “Xander!”

Willow, shocked - “He’s right. You people are all, um, uh, well, I don’t know what you are because I’m too upset to think up a word but you’re all that word and I’m going to the factory with or without your help.”

Xander, defiantly - “Yeah.”

Xander and his best friend started to walk out of the library when the phone rang.

Giles, picking up the receiver - “Hold on. That could be them. Oh, hello Angel. How good to hear from you… Oh, I take it you’re both fine?”

Giles tried to pin Xander and Willow an I-told-you-so look but was too relieved for it to be any use. Giles look of relief turned quickly to concern.

Giles - “Is she okay?”

Everyone watched in silence until Giles sighed.

Giles - “Buffy’s going to be okay and the judge isn’t assembled. They couldn’t get to the boat so they hid the arm in a crate posted to Alaska.”

Xander - “When you say Buffy is going to be okay, you mean she isn’t right now?”

Giles - “Apparently she was beaten quite badly. - Okay. Goodbye Angel. I’ll see you then.”

Giles put down the phone and looked up at the others.

Giles - “Once Buffy is back awake they’re coming straight back here for a debriefing. Until then, most of us have classes.”

Xander, opening the door for Willow and Cordelia - “Yeah yeah. We’re leaving.”

Jenny - “I should be going too.”

O-O-O-O

Angel impatiently tapped the table Buffy’s body was lying on.

Spike - “I think you’ve bollocks it up.”

Angel, growling - “Shut up. I did everything right. She’s just taking her time. I don’t need to remind you that we waited a day and a half for you to wake up.”

Spike - “Can’t blame you. You’re just out of practice.”

Angel tapped the table a bit harder, looking a bit more intently at Spike.

Spike - “Plus, turning a Slayer? That’s just unnatural somehow.”

Angel, half sighing and half growling - “We’re vampires. We ARE unnatural.”

Then Buffy twitched just once.

Spike - “Dead bodies do that. Something about gas building up and being released. Muscular farts they’re called.”

Then Buffy’s face gnarled up into a vampire’s visage and she groaned in pain.

Angel - “Buffy. How do you feel?”

Buffy - "Have we been drinking? Cos my head hurts and I've got cramps in places you don't want to know about. I’ve gotta stop sleeping in these weird positions. Hey, where the heck are we? SPIKE!?"

At that outburst, Buffy fell off the table, fumbling with numb limbs to get away from the wheel-chaired terror and wrap the bed sheets around her.

Angel, chuckling as he helped Buffy to her feet - “Buffy. It’s okay.”

Drusilla, creeping up on Buffy - “Yes. You’re with family.”

Buffy, in a state of shock - “Family?”

Angel - “You’re one of us now.”

Buffy’s hand flashed up to where she was bitten and she gasped.

Buffy, breathlessly - “Vampire.”

Angel - “You’re getting it. Dru, why don’t you get something for the young one to eat?”

Buffy felt her forehead tentatively then hid her face from Angel.

Buffy - “N-no. Don’t look at me.”

Angel, forcefully turning her back around - “No, you’re beautiful. You’re the way you were always meant to be.”

Spike - “Actually, demon does suit her.”

Buffy looked at Angel imploringly with her venomous yellow vampire eyes.

Buffy - “Angel, I-I cant.”

Angel - “Hush now. You’re just confused. And here’s something that will make everything clear.”

Drusilla tossed a squirming teenage girl onto the table and held her there. It wasn’t hard to hold her there considering how much the girl was bound with duct tape. As she squirmed, Buffy couldn’t help but be reminded of a worm wriggling on a hook. Angel picked Buffy up by the waist and plopped her down on the girl so she was straddling her.

Angel - “Feed.”

At first Buffy looked at him oddly then Angel reinforced the command by saying it twice and pushing her head down towards the girl.

Angel - “Feed.”

Buffy looked down blankly at the girl then dropped down and sank her teeth deep into her neck. Buffy wrapped her arms around the girl and held onto her as if she was trying to squeeze the blood out of her like a sponge. She moaned in contentment in between gulps as she sucked the life straight out of them and ground her hips against the other girl in some grotesque mimicry of love. The girl whimpered pitifully as her bones broke under the pressure until the blood loss let her fall into the blissful oblivion before death. With her legs now twisted up around the cold body beneath her, Buffy kept on sucking as she tried to get that little bit extra out.

Angel, to his other vampire minions - “See. She’ll be a great vampire.”

Angel ruffled some hair away from Buffy’s face so he could see her eyes.

Angel - “Did you like that? Huh baby? Do you want more?”

Buffy’s eyes fluttered open and she focused on Angel but kept her mouth clamped firmly around the now completely dead girl’s neck.

Spike, grinning wickedly - “Yeah, I think she likes it.”

Angel – “That’s enough. Come on, let go. She’s empty.”

Buffy’s mouth clicked open like a mouse trap as she moved off the corpse a trail of red drool trailed down her chin and splattered on her chest, mixing with her own bloodstains on her body. Looking down at her victim, she saw that it was now a mess of blood and exposed broken bones.

Angel, snarling in appreciation - “That was so hot.”

Buffy, disorientated - “It was all for you.”

The Judge - “She is still full of humanity. You should let me judge her now. She would make a fine meal.”

Angel, snapping - “No, she won’t! Besides, soon she won’t have any humanity left. I’ll take care of that. Don’t you worry, big and blue.”

Buffy, confused - “What’ll you do to me?”

Angel sniggered and picked her off the table and held her in his arms.

Angel - “That’s a surprise.”

O-O-O-O

Library, several hours later.

Giles was doing some filing. It was obviously watcher related since no one actually used this library mid-term.

He turned around and yelped when Buffy and Angel appeared behind him.

Giles - “Good lord! Don’t do that. You could give a man a hernia.”

Giles frowned at the lack of response and noticed Buffy didn’t even seem to register his existence.

Giles – “Buffy? Are you okay?”

Angel - “Yes. She’s great. Isn’t that right, baby?”

At Angel’s voice, Buffy turned around to her sire and replied dutifully.

Buffy - “I’m fine.”

Giles - “What happened with the judge’s arm?”

Angel, as Giles turned to put his work away - “Well, it’s a long story. But the long and the short of it is –“

Angel cut him self off to strike Giles on the back of the head, causing the watcher to collapse to the floor.

Angel picked Giles up easily and hefted him into the chair.

Angel, to Buffy - “What could we tie Giles up with?”

Buffy, with a genuinely vacant look – “Huh?”

Angel, yelling - “Rope! Or at least duct tape. Think girl.”

Buffy - “Right. He keeps some with the weapons. I’ll get it for you.”

Angel, frowning - “I seriously hope you grow some brains, Buffy. I don’t think I could live with someone so stupid for the rest of my exceedingly long life span.”

Buffy, mumbling - “I’m sorry.”

But Buffy quickly found the rope and gave it to Angel. Angel didn’t reply. Instead he got to work tying Giles to the chair with Buffy looking on with confusion.

By the time he was done, Giles started waking up.

Angel, stooping to Giles’ eye level - “Oh, Rupert. You should never turn your back on a vampire.”

Giles, blinking at Angel - “Wh-what happened?!”

Giles, to Buffy - “Buffy. What’s going on?”

Buffy shrugged lifelessly. Angel kept looking at Giles and smiled.

Giles, in horror - “You-you’re not Angel.”

Angelus - “Wrong! I am Angel. At Last! The curse has finally been broken. I’m back to my good old self. And let me tell you, things are going to change around here.”

Giles - “But how?!”

With that, Angel took Buffy under his wing and kissed her gently on top of the head.

Angel - “Couldn’t really say but I like to think it’s got something to do with how I did the beast with two backs with Buffy here. Isn’t that right, Sport?”

Buffy, looking up at him and still confused - “Huh?”

Angel, sighed and rolled his eyes - “God, she’s been like this all night.”

Giles - “What did you do to her?!”

Angel smirked at Giles then looked down at Buffy, holding her face in his hands.

Angel – “Come on, baby. Show him your new face. Gimme a smile.”

Buffy smiled a strangely satisfied smile and her game face sprung on which made Giles gasp.

Giles - “My lord! You .. You turned her!? You-you fiend!”

Angel laughed at Giles’ outrage and pushed Buffy forward a little.

Angel, to Buffy - “Tell him what you really think of him.”

Buffy, apparently in a constant state of confusion - “Huh?”

Angel looked at her impatiently.

Angel - “We’re going to kill him, you twit! You at least get that, don’t you? So if you want to tell him how you hated being his lapdog for two years then now’s the time. Unless you want to keep him alive for torture. That doesn’t appeal to me though. He’s just so old and British. I can tell it won’t be any fun.”

Buffy, nodding as if she was finally getting the idea - “Torture. Right.”

Angel - “So IS there anything you want to tell him?”

Buffy, pouting at Giles - “You.. You stink.”

Angel - “That’s it? I know you can do better than that.”

Buffy, frowning - “S-Sorry. This is all so new. I can’t just be mean to him.”

Angel held her chin up towards him and looked her squarely in the eyes. Buffy held his gaze as if hypnotized.

Angel - “He trained you to die. He coerced you to go out every night and put your life on the line for people who don’t know you and don’t care a scrap about you. Slayers only last a few years because Watchers only watch. Whole boardrooms of them sit on their behinds and watch little girls die. Little girls like you who fall prey to vampires like me.”

This brought a flicker of anger from Buffy and she growled.

Angel seemed to like this and nudged Buffy towards Giles once more.

Angel - “So go on, give him a piece of your mind.”

Buffy walked forward and grabbed Giles by the hair, pulling back his head and growling at him.

Giles, not talking to the Buffy in front of him - “Buffy, I’m so sorry.”

Buffy, woodenly - “You were like my father. But you let me die. You stood back and watched me die. You remember that, don’t you? Oh, it’s a prophesy, it’s foretold and no one can stop it. I’m so fricken disposable! Tell me, did you even cry for me?”

When Giles didn’t answer, Buffy shook his head and yelled at him.

Buffy - “Did you cry for me? Huh?”

Giles, defeated - “Yes.”

Buffy, growling at him - “Then you won’t mind crying a little more then, will you?”

Buffy walked over to the weapon cabinet while Angel stood there, laughing.

Angel, cheerfully – “Hey, I think she might have some talent after all.”

Buffy looked at a few swords and daggers, dropping each to the ground with disappointment. Eventually she took a simple wooden baseball bat and twirled it a little with a smile.

Buffy - “Yeah. This will do just fine.”

Angel, with humor - “I didn’t know you were a baseball fan.”

Buffy - “The biggest.”

Angel, as Buffy lined up for a swing - “And Giles, if it gets a bit much for you, just close your eyes and think of England.”

Then Buffy smashed the baseball bat across the back of Angel’s head, knocking him out cold and breaking the bat in two. After that, Buffy just stared at the sharp piece of broken bat in her hands and Giles just stared at her.

Giles - “Buffy? Is.. Is that really you?”

Buffy - “Giles. What’s going on? Is.. Is this hell?”

Giles, strictly - “Buffy!”

Buffy - “Yes?”

Giles - “Untie me. Now!”

Buffy, hesitantly - “Okay.”

Then Buffy started untying Giles from the chair. Once she untied one hand, Giles quickly untied the other and then freed himself from the chair and stepped back, giving Buffy a wide berth.

Buffy, sounding a little lost - “Giles. I’m sorry about what I said. I.. Angel, he’s changed. I don’t know who he is anymore.”

Giles nodded and kept stepping back until he reached his desk and picked something off it.

Buffy, suddenly growling - “Do you really think you could stake me? That’s what you’re thinking of doing, isn’t it?”

Giles - “Buffy, you don’t realize what’s happened to you.”

Buffy, frowning - “Are we in a nightmare again?”

Giles, shaking his head - “No.”

Buffy touched her forehead and then covered her face, turning away from Giles.

Taking this as an opening, Giles crept forward and Buffy spun around and growled at him again.

Buffy - “Don’t! We need to fix this! There’s got to be a way. How do we do it?”

Giles - “I don’t think we can fix this. There’s only one way to resolve this.”

Buffy stared at the stake in his hands and shook her head.

Buffy - “No. We’re going to do something else. I’m not dying here.”

Giles considered this.

Giles - “Umm. How about you tie Angel up while I phone some people?”

Buffy - “Okay. Do that. We need to fix this before I get hungry again.”

O-O-O-O

Giles was on the phone when Willow, Oz, Cordelia and Xander came in for research.

The first thing they saw was Angel tied to the chair. Willow ran forwards to free the vampire.

Giles and Buffy in unison - “Don’t!”

Willow - “Giles. Why is Angel tied up? And why is Buffy in the cage?”

Giles, calmly addressing everyone - “Something horrific has happened. I think it’s best if we all sat down before we go over it.”

Angel, asking Giles - “Going to explain the birds and bees to them? In our day we found out about that on the street and we grew up okay.”

Xander walked towards the cage to free Buffy and she growled at him. He instinctively pratfall back and scrambled away.

Cordelia, laughing at him - “Xander, you oaf. It’s just – OH GOD! Buffy’s a vampire!?”

Buffy, still with her gameface on - “I guess there’s a brain in there after all.”

Xander - “What the hell is going on?”

Giles, calmly - “Buffy’s a vampire.”

Xander, sarcastic and overstressed - “Oh right. Buffy’s a vampire. Everything is fine and oh! Buffy’s a VAMPIRE?! What the hell, man!?”

Willow, hopefully - “Is it a spell?”

Giles - “I’m afraid not. She’s really is a vampire.”

Xander, asking Giles - “Are you a vampire too?”

Giles - “What?”

Xander - “It’s a sensible question. She’s a vampire and yet you seem fine with this.”

Giles - “I assure you that I am not a vampire.”

Xander, sounding a little paranoid - “But how could we tell?”

Giles rolled his eyes and held up the large wooden cross hanging from his neck.

Oz - “I guess he’s not a vampire.”

Xander, nodded in panic - “Okay, I concede, Giles is not a vampire but I keep finding myself going back to my original question, what the hell!? I mean, look at her!”

Buffy turned around so they couldn’t. Giles took his glasses off and pinched the bridge of his nose before explaining.

Giles – “Last night, Angelus was freed of his curse and he went back to the vampire he once was. One of his first acts was to turn Buffy.”

Willow - “So Buffy’s now evil?”

Giles - “I would believe so.”

Xander didn’t hear any of that. Instead he was glaring at Angelus. Some boiling point was reached inside Xander and he rushed the bound vampire, knocking the chair over backwards and the boy started pounding into the vampires face.

No one said anything but Giles walked over and extracted the boy off the fiend.

Xander, pushing Giles off him - “Hey! He killed Buffy! Why don’t we just kill him!?”

Giles - “Because we could re-curse him.”

Xander - “Re-curse him? Why? Just so he can lose it again and kill someone else? Who will it be this time? Me? You? Would it make you feel better if it was someone we don’t know?”

Angel, chuckling from the floor - “Actually, I was thinking of Willow.”

Before Xander could really dig into the vampire again, Giles held him back. Although, Xander did manage to get one good kick in.

Oz - “Can I ask a question?”

Giles - “Yes?”

Oz - “Why is Buffy in the cage? You know it’s got a window? Also, we store our weapons in it.”

Giles – “She’s staying in there by her choice. Some vampires retain personality traits of their hosts. Her vampire self seems to have retained Buffy’s affinity for her friends but not her self control. To put a finer point on it, she’s in there because she doesn’t want to hurt us.”

Suddenly Buffy slammed against the cage again and growled.

Buffy - “Giles! I’m REALLY getting hungry in here.”

Angel - “I wonder who she’ll drain when she can’t take anymore. I’m guessing she’ll go for Cordelia.”

Cordelia – “Me? Why me?!”

Angel - “It’s either you or Giles.”

Cordelia looked at Giles and glared at Angel.

Cordelia - “Oh no. She would go for me. I am so much more appetizing than some stuffy old English guy.”

Giles ignored this and Oz shook his head with a worried look.

Oz - “No. I think she’ll go for Willow.”

Xander, grimacing - “You don’t need to say that just because you’re dating her. You really don’t.”

Oz, shaking his head again - “No, I’m saying it because Buffy’s got this crazy look in her eyes and it’s pointed towards Willow.”

Buffy, mumbling - “So much red.”

Willow looked down at her clothes and realized that she was wearing a pair of red tracksuit pants and matching jacket.

Willow - “Red is a bad thing?”

Angel - “I wasn’t going to say anything but since the topic came up, Willow, you look like a T-bone steak on legs. How you dress like that and live on the hellmouth is beyond me.”

Cordelia, to Willow - “How about we take you out into the corridor? And I’ll cheer you up by telling you how to color coordinate properly.”

Buffy watched as Willow was led out of the room, whimpering slightly from her hunger pains. Giles picked Angel off the floor and went through his pockets. Eventually he took out of pair of keys, which he gave to Oz.

Giles, to Oz - “Go to Angel’s. Take Willow. Angel should have kept some blood packs there. We could use them to feed Buffy.”

Oz – “That’s a plan.”

And then Oz left quickly. After that, Cordelia came back, followed by Jenny Calendar.

Once inside Jenny squinted at Angel. When she saw Buffy in full vampire mode, she yelped and backed up against the wall.

Xander - “Yeah. That was my reaction too.”

Cordelia, shaking her head - “Actually yours was to kick Angel when he’s down.”

Jenny, sadly - “He turned her?”

Giles, in business mode - “She’s under control for now but I would like to find some more permanent solution. Not only for Buffy but for Angel too. He somehow lost his soul. That’s why he turned Buffy. I’m hoping I could get in contact with the original gypsies who cursed him and perhaps have the curse reinstated. From what I understand they’re unrelenting with their curses so I think we could get their help for Angel. For Buffy, perhaps we could .. I don’t know. To be perfectly honest, I don’t want to curse her.”

Xander - “Why not? It sounds like a good idea to me.”

Angel, laughing out loud - “If it was a good thing then they wouldn’t call it a curse, would they?”

Xander, smirking - “Of course it’s not a good thing, for YOU!”

Angel shook his head - “It’s a curse for my other self too. Hey, do you want to know how we broke the curse?”

Xander, nodding - “Actually, yeah.”

Buffy - “Someone put a sock in his mouth! Borrow mine! I’m got two of them.”

Angel, ignoring Buffy - “Now I’m just guessing here but I think the curse can be broken by one moment of being really really happy. Guess who made me happy?”

Xander followed Angel’s line of sight to Buffy.

Buffy, groaning - “Thanks a lot, Angel. Why don’t you just pay for a fricken billboard?”

Angel, grinning - “That’s a good idea. A big billboard, smack in the middle of LA that reads the Scourge of Europe knocked boots with Buffy Anne Summers. Or I could just post it on the internet. You know I took photos of you when you were dead.”

Xander clenched his fists a few times.

Xander, to Giles – “Are you sure I can’t hit him? Just a little bit more?”

Giles - “No. But we should be able to find something to gag him with.”

Cordelia -“Has anyone thought about staking both of them?”

Xander – “Cordy. Don’t say that.”

Cordelia – “Why not? No one else is. Let’s face it. Angel’s gone evil and the way Buffy is looking at me… that’s not right.”

Xander, shaking his head - “We need to fix Buffy so she can fight the Judge. Remember him? Big arms, strong hands, kinda blue.”

Cordelia, shook her head - “Buffy’s not in any condition to fight anyone. Look at her. She looks like Roberto strung out of peyote.”

Xander, confused - “Uh, who’s Roberto.”

Cordelia – “I didn’t tell you about him? He was just some house hold help. Daddy had him deported after he drove the sit-on-mower off a cliff.”

O-O-O-O

Warehouse.

Drusilla, moaning in pain - “Spike.”

Spike – “What is it pet? What do you see?”

Drusilla – “It’s Angel. He needs us. He’s calling out to me.”

Spike, frowning - “Now that you mention it, he really should have been back by now. I suppose he’s just torturing some poor soul. He used to do that a lot.”

Drusilla shook her head.

Drusilla – “No. He would take them back here where it’s safe. Where I can watch.”

Spike, smirking - “No. You know Angel. He likes to torture them in their homes, where he can get off on the chance that he’ll be caught in the act.”

Drusilla, pouting - “But he’s in trouble, I can feel it.”

Spike, sighing - “Bloody brilliant. First night back and he’s already in trouble. I can’t believe I’m saying it but I guess we have to save his sodden ass.”

Drusilla slapped Spike on the shoulder.

Drusilla – “Bad Spoike. Angel’s very sad and you’re jesting.”

Spike raised an eyebrow then smiled.

Spike - “He’s sad? Why? What happened?”

Drusilla, pouting - “I can’t see.”

Spike, taking her hands in his - “Well, don’t you worry. We’ll find him and kill whoever is making him sad. How does that sound?”

Drusilla, now smiling - “You always know how to make it better.”

Spike - “Only for you, luv.”

Spike, to judge - “Hey, smurf! You ready for some action? It seems we’ve got a spot of trouble.”

The judge - “I am not completely invincible yet.”

This made Spike sigh.

Spike - “Right, so we’ll do it the old fashioned way. Dru, take some boys out and bring him back. And remember, be back before dawn. I worry.”

O-O-O-O

The Scoobies at the library were now in research mode, trying to ignore the glares from the gagged Angelus and the growls from the increasing feral Buffy.

Cordelia tried to rub the tiredness out of her eyes.

Cordelia, complaining - “This really couldn’t have happened at a worse time.”

Xander – “That’s not true. It could have come during exams.”

Cordelia – “No stupid! I mean with Buffy and Angel joining the other team. Now what are we going to do? In case you hadn’t noticed they’re the only fighters we have.”

Xander, insulted - “Hey. I’m a fighter. I’ve fought before.”

Cordelia, laughing at him - “And you’re going to fight the judge? You and what army?”

Xander was about to retort but instead he just looked back at her as a silly smile crept onto his face.

Xander - “I think I just figured out how to deal with this Judge guy.”

There were some muffled laughs coming from Angelus but Xander ignored him.

Cordelia, seriously - “Seriously?”

Xander, nodding emphatically - “I’ll need some help though. Cordy, you want to be an actor, don’t you?”

Cordelia nodded slightly while Giles and Jenny looked at Xander with interest.

Xander - “Then this is great for you. It’ll be your first bit part. But we’ll need a vehicle.”

Cordelia, with a grin - “I’ve got a car.”

Xander, shaking his head – “No. We’ll need something bigger.”

Giles – “This plan doesn’t involve driving over the judge, does it?”

Xander, smirking – “No but that’s a good back up plan. Good thinking, Giles. We could use a man like you in the corps.”

Jenny – “So what exactly is this plan of yours?”

Before Xander could explain, the twin doors to the library swung upon and a small mob of vampires came in led by Drusilla. The four Scoobies stood up and armed themselves with stakes and crosses. Jenny’s cross was a little bigger than the others for some unknown reason. They all clumped together for safety in numbers.

Drusilla, commanding one of her lackeys - “Free Angel.”

Xander intercepted the vampire who moved to free Angel with his cross outstretched and stake readied. All it gave back was its harshest scowl.

Xander - “Hey! Back off!”

Buffy, as if in pain - “Let me out.”

When Xander was distracted by Buffy, he was hit by a thrown chair which knocked him to the ground. Cordelia squealed and the group moved over to Xander to protect him while he was down.

Angelus frantically tried to say something but it was muffled by the gag.

The vampire now freeing Angelus - “Relax. We’ll get you out of that.”

Angel’s eyes shot wide as one of the other vampires found the key chain to Buffy’s cage and was trying to figure out which one fit.

The instant Angel had one of his hands free he ripped off the gag and shouted out

Angel - “DON’T!”

But it was too late as the vampire had already unlocked the cage.

Buffy kicked the cage door open with all her might and it hit the vampire with the keys, knocking him back over the counter.

Then Buffy came out swinging a machete at the unsuspecting vampires. With the first swing, she cut one vampire’s head off clean off and cut another’s neck in a not so clean fashion.

Angel – “STOP HER!”

Finally most of the vampires realized that Buffy was trying to kill them.

Drusilla didn’t notice for some reason and Buffy took this as a chance to get rid of the psychotic psychic, throwing the machete.

A split second later and Drusilla found herself with a machete through her right lung and imbedded in the wall behind her. She started screaming but stopped with a strangled sound when it caused even more damage and intense pain.

Two of the unwounded vampires charged Buffy and she kicked away one then lashed out at the other, clawing its throat out.

Angel and his liberator attacked her from behind but Buffy was seemingly ready. She round housed the fledgling across the face then got slammed to the ground when Angel whacked her with the sturdy chair he was originally bound in. The impact was so brutal that it broke the back off the chair.

Angel, looking down on a stunned Buffy - “I don’t think this is going to work out. So let’s just end it here before it turns ugly.”

He drove the sharp piece of chair down but Buffy caught it in mid-thrust before it pierced her heart. She was still weakened though and couldn’t push Angelus away or deflect the path of the attack.

Angel, seeing this, decided that all Buffy needed was a little push.

Angel – “Before you die for the second time, tell me, did you enjoy your first time? Was it everything you dreamt it would be?”

Buffy whimpered and the sharp piece of wood came down excruciatingly slow, piercing into her chest almost gently.

Before Angel could push it in any further, Giles tackled Angel off Buffy. The two men rolled and somehow Angel ended on top of Giles, smiling down at him with a toothy grin.

That was ended quickly as Jenny followed Giles up by throwing a bottle of holy water which broke against the side of Angel’s face.

Angel quickly rolled off Giles and across the floor, trying to stop the scolding with little success by patting at it with his hands.

By now, Drusilla had pulled the machete out of the wall and out of herself. With Angel now free and being outnumbered by vampire hunters, she decided that now was a good time to leave.

She limped over to Angel and hauled him up. Then the two master vampires left while the Scoobies were still contending with the fledglings.

Cordelia was busy stabbing her stake at a dazed vampire on the ground while another vampire charged Jenny, the only person still standing upright.

As it ran past, Buffy tripped it up with a foot and Jenny stabbed down with her stake, stabbing it in the back while it was down, dusting it.

By now Cordelia finally got a heart shot and dusted the poor pin cushion of a vampire she had been repeatedly stabbing, which left one vampire left who had a vicious neck wound.

Seeing that it was outmatched and out-skilled, it picked up the bloodied machete for more protection.

Right then, Oz and Willow had come back, both carrying some plastic bags.

The last vampire charged them, machete ready to strike.

Buffy picked up Giles’ stake which he had dropped in the scuffle with Angelus and threw it. Instead of hitting true in the back of the chest and into the heart, the stake took a slightly lower trajectory and hit the vampire in the back of one knee. Before it even realized it had been hit, it spun on one leg and fell down with the machete cutting the rest of its neck off as it lost control and hit the ground. It dusted, leaving the machete sticking up out of the floorboards.

Buffy, trying to be upbeat as it turned to dust - “Shouldn’t run with knives.”

Willow and Oz spent some time to look over the room which looked like a small bomb hit it.

Oz, calmly – “What did we miss?”

Buffy, not bothering to get off the floor – “Did you bring the blood?”

Oz quickly dipped into a bag and pulled out a see through plastic bladder full of blood which he threw to Buffy.

Buffy caught it then bit down on blood pack and squeezed it, emptying it in seconds.

After realizing it was empty, she pouted and threw it aside.

Buffy – “That was good. Got any more?”

O-O-O-O

Continued in next chapter.