FIC: Strange Places (1/?)

["Shadow" <Shadowlander1@xxxxxxx>]

And now for something really strange.......................

Title: Strange Places (1/?)
Author: Shadowlander
Email: Shadowlander1@xxxxxxx
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the character commonly associated with
Buffy the Vampire Slayer; they belong to others and are used without
permission. No copyright infringement is intended.
Pairing: C/W - for now; later others
Rating: NC-17
Archive: The usually places all others please ask first.
Summary: Alternate Universe - as always pretty much, where all the
Scoobies are vampires of varying ages and all the vamps are now
humans... some of whom are in great danger of getting vamped again. And
that is all I'm saying.

STRANGE PLACES (1/?)

Or - To Lose The Unwanted Soul -

"Why are we here?" The blonde vampire asked as she leaned against her
prized midnight blue Viper, appearing to the world as one incredibly
bored leather-clad seductress.

"Because Delia got her little girl all cursed and she wants her back,"
the blonde's latest boy toy purred, sliding up to his mistress and
grinding himself against her warranty. Or at least he tries to, but is
stopped by a strong hand wrapping itself around his neck and lifting him
off his feet.

"You have not been given permission to talk boy," the much older vampire
who had him by the throat growled, "you will not speak of your betters
in that tone of voice or I will remove your tongue and see how long it
takes for it to grow back. Do I make myself clear fledge?" He demanded
releasing the vampire and sending him flying with a small push.

"You're scaring the bad little fledge daddy," a sing song voice said as
two figures stepped out of the shadows, "Riley has been a naughty boy...
can me and Faith play with him? Please? We'll make him scream for you
and Beth just like you like all fledges to. Please daddy?"

The elder vampire looked into his insane childe's eyes for a long
moment, he had plans for the night just him and his youngest childe in
an orgy of pain and pleasure, now all because of his eldest childe's
insistence on shagging the stupidest minions she could find in order to
embarrass him, he wasn't going to have the time to scar his beautiful
Alexander with that new toy he had made just for his youngest. Coming
to a decision the vampire called Ripper smiled evilly, "Yes my Alexander
you and Faith can make him scream for me," he purred turning back to the
blonde, "while I have a discussion with your sister on the merits of
breeding and bloodlines." He finished, silently daring the female
vampire to say something to provoke him.

Beth regarded her sire with an amused smirk not at all afraid of his
thinly veiled threat; she had grown bored of the fledgling Riley and was
going to stake him anyway. He was a vast disappointment in bed as it
was; maybe a night with her insane brother and equally insane childe,
Faith, will teach him something. She may have to rethink her staking
plan and just open him up to the other minions as the clan fuck toy, she
knew her other pet, Graham, would love for that to happen. "Whatever...
he's not nearly as good as Graham, but my Graham did have your teachings
after all," she purred seductively recalling the interest her sire had
taken in Alex and Graham over a century ago when the family first came
to this accursed country during its Civil War.

"Enough of this... Alex, you and Faith take the fledge back to the lair
and fuck him silly, Beth just shag father AND Graham and any other
minion that walks or staggers by... I am going to find my childe," the
dark-haired vampires called Delia growled, having grown bored with the
family's usual idea of foreplay. If they weren't thinking of blood,
they were thinking of sex and on rare occasions they were even thinking
of blood AND sex. She had grown so bored over these last few decades
without her favourite childe at her side, still cursing the gypsy
bastards that had taken her beautiful Willow away from her by giving her
that accursed soul. But no more, Delia had finally learned of a way to
break the curse and get her childe back, then she will make a clean
break with the family, go off with her favoured one and leave the whole
lot of them to rule the hellmouth Ripper seemed so eager to control.

"Delia... can I go with you? I want to see Willow too," the vampire
called Faith asked, as she stared into the older vampire's face eagerly.
It had gotten so lonely at the lair without her playmate, it just wasn't
the same making people scream without Willow there to help - she never
seemed to get it right on her own. "I don't want to fuck the stupid
fledge... if mummy can't teach him anything he can't be any good."

"Come along Faith... lets go find Willow and kill some cheerleaders,"
Delia relented after a moment, deciding that the younger vampire was
about the only one she could stand now, one of the few in the clan that
didn't annoy her. It probably had a lot to do with Faith's own mourning
of Willow's lose to those gypsy bastards... it just wasn't natural for a
vampire to have a soul.

Ripper watcher the two female vampires disappear into the night with
unreadable eyes, he wasn't blind he knew that Delia had been pulling
away from the family every since that night, that she blamed him for the
curse that took her childe from her side. He also knew it would only be
a matter of time before she left the clan and probably take Faith with
her, not that he really minded, Delia had always been her own vampire
demanding only the very best of everything. She had grown into her own
and was ready to lead her own clan; she had always been even when Willow
was still with them but his darling Delia stayed out of loyalty to him.
But after the curse she started to distant herself and several of the
minions had also begun to show signs of following her when she finally
walked out the lair for good. When that night came he knew he would
have to do everything within his power to make sure it was a peaceful
parting, having Delia as an enemy would be very unwise especially if she
had Willow at her side once more... very unwise indeed.

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The vampire known as Willow seat quietly in a darkened corner of the
Bronze watching the house band play, or more precisely watching the
young bleached blonde drummer. Something about the young man called to
her and to her demon safely locked away from the world. Every time she
got near the mortal her demon would rattle around in its cage trying to
get to him, to make him hers for all time. As much as she tired to stay
away from the boy, least her control slip and her demon got lose to
claim him, she always found herself in the Bronze watching him while he
played.

"You got it bad Fang," a blonde-haired girl said in a faint accent,
dropping into the seat next to the vampire. "Why don't you just jump
Blondie's bones and get it over with?"

"The happiness clause Darla.... I won't become that monster again,"
Willow replied wondering why the golden-haired Slayer insisted on
hanging out with her. Not that she overly minded, Darla and her fellow
Slayer Drusilla were both okay... for Slayers and to some degree she
even liked them. However, her demon was at its most restless when both
of them were near her, especially when the blonde drummer also happened
to be in the area. It was getting harder for her to keep control around
the three when they were all in the same room, her demon constantly
painting images of the damage she could if she claimed the three as
"pets" and got it over with.

"You know, Dru and I were talking about that just the other day... we
figure; 'what the hell we got an orb, lets give Fang a happy and then
resoul her before she tries to eat anyone we know'," the Slayer said
after a moment.

"Darla... do you actually give any thought to what you are about to say
or do you just open you mouth and let the words come out?" Willow asked,
wondering if she had actually heard right and why her demon seemed so
eager to go with the idea.

"Ahhh come on you know you, and all demony inside of you, want to jump
the blonde wonder's bones... so just go for it, you'll be resouled just
like that," she encouraged with a snap of her fingers. "Besides... Dru
and I want to watch."

"I thought the two of you had Angel to lust over or whatever it is you
kids call it now a days," Willow replied dryly wondering just how she
got into the middle of two Slayers' wet dreams.

"Oh please... he is too busy lusting over his precious books and having
Kate 'look at me I'm a Watcher' Lockley trying to get into his pants."
Darla said her voice dipping with venom, "I just know she is some kind
of evil demon that just HAS to be slayed.... she is all over my net-guy
and I don't like it."

Willow only shook her head in disbelief, still amazed at the twists and
turns that the blonde-Slayer's mind tends to take at a drop of a hat,
especially where it concerned the tall quiet hacker that liked to ask
her bizarre questions all the time. Shaking her head, she straightens
suddenly her vampire senses detecting a presence she hadn't felt in
nearly a century.

"Hey Fang what's the deal?" Darla question noting the vampire's sudden
alert state, already reaching for her trusty stake, she hated when Fang
got like this it almost always meant she was going home covered in dust.

Willow rose from her chair and turned to face the two vampires that just
walked into the Bronze, "Put the stake away Darla you don't want to mess
with either of them," the redhead warned, her eyes focused on her sire
and one time lover. "Delia... it's been a long time," she said in
greeting her senses picking up the rest of the family somewhere in town
as well. 'Why haven't I sensed them earlier?'

"Willow... it's been a long time baby... and such company you are now
keeping. Really? Associating with Slayers didn't I teach you better?"
Delia purred running a manicured finger nail down the side of her
childe's cheek, enjoying the slight twitch the cheek gave in response.

Forcing herself to remain calm even as her demon roared in pleasure,
Willow concentrated on keeping her human mask on and her wits about her.
"You taught me a lot of things I'd sooner forget," Willow ground out
through clutched teeth her little hands balled into tight fists.

"Now, now... I know its all that silly old soul talking... but don't
worry pet... mummy's come to make it all better." The older vampire
promised with an evil glow to her eyes. "You'll be back at my side in
no time, maiming and torturing like only you can." With those words
Delia left followed close behind by the insane Faith who had stopped to
give a stunned Darla a breath-stealing kiss.

"You stay healthy Slayer... I got plans for you," Faith had purred,
giving the cursed vampire a wink before following Delia out of the
Bronze.

"What the hell was that?" Drusilla demanded having witnessed the whole
thing, Angel not far behind the dark-haired Slayer.

"My sire... and former lover," Willow replied in a near whisper, her
demon still roaring in triumph from its cage. 'Soon, soon I'll be free
and the night will be mine once more,' it kept chanting in the back of
her mind.

End Part One.

I claim no responsibility for how slutty the vampire version of Buffy
seems at the moment... she just turned out that way and I have no
control over her. Well... that is my story and I'm sticking too it damn
it. :)

Shadow -
Dir. of Pub. Safety of the SECLGA and Chief Dungeon Keeper.
Vampire Teddy Bear and Flying Fox {Fruit Bat} of the Woods Outback.
The Big Bad and Little Comma.