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He felt incredibly lonely. The darkness seemed to swallow him, imprisoning him in an unseen prison. The cold wind seemed to pull at him, wanting to rip him into shreds. Make him into a broken man.

The rain ran down his handsome face, under the collar of his white shirt and he shivered, cursing the menacing sky that seemed to threaten him with its grey clouds and furious lightning.

He was *not* a broken man. Hateful, yes. Murderous as the wildest beast. He was a fighter�a killer, needing to destroy to ease the endless pain that tore at him at every waken hour. And when sleeping he dreamt of vicious creatures surrounding him, calling his name, wanting him to let go and become a true monster�He woke up screaming, searching for a warm hand to stroke him soothingly but no one was ever there. Not even the whores he bedded dared to spend the night with him knowing of his short temper and violent behaviour.

William sank to his knees, feeling the water soak him as he grabbed fists of mud in his hands. He cried angry and bitter tears, staring up at the moon.

"I curse you moon for shining so brightly upon me. I know nothing but darkness and dark should you be." He said, not noticing the dark figure watching him from the shadows.

"What's missing me? Who placed this emptiness in my heart? The world wants me dead but I say death to the world and everyone in it. I'll make it so�" He cried out, raising a dirty hand to his temple. A hand grabbed his shoulder, squeezing it lightly. William turned around, falling onto his back as he slipped in the mud and laid there feeling the watery mud soak his clothes so it stuck to his trembling body. He stared up at the dark man above him, the lightning lighting up his ghostly face. For a moment he thought that it was death looming over him.

"Follow me." The man said and William watched fascinating his lips move. It was something mysterious about this man. He shone of something William knew everything about�evil.

He watched the man walk up to a dark house, stopping by the door. He didn't turn around, just stood there in the rain, waiting. William shook his head and stood up and dried away the raindrops on his face with the end of his sleeve and walked towards the man who stepped inside leaving the door wide open. William walked in a daze, the alcohol still numbing his brain and mind. He stumbled and leant against the doorway peering into the dark.

"Hello?" He whispered. Hating how his voice seemed to tremble.

A lit match shone up the room and soon a lamp was glowing in the dark. William looked at the man half lit by the light and swallowed. "You want something?"

The man laughed heartily and William frowned.

"Don't look so scared, boy. Come into the room. Surely you don't believe that I'd hurt you?" The man said and William lifted his slumped shoulders trying to look brave and manly as he walked a few steps into the room. Somehow he felt that he was failing miserably. This man made him feel like a child�

The man walked around him and closed the door behind them, sheltering them from the rain. William shivered as the man circled him, his dark eyes boring into his soul. William felt like running�

"I'm Angelus and you�my boy, are William the bloody."

"Yeah, I know who I am, tell me something I don't know." William said and watched Angelus' mouth turn into a smile.

"I'm going to kill you tonight." Angelus said and William watched in horror how his face changed, glowing eyes laughing at him. William stumbled backwards. "Holy fuck!"

"There will be nothing holy about my fucking of you." Angelus laughed and William reached for his knife. Only to discover that it was gone, most likely lying in the mud outside. He stared as the vampire seemed to fly over to him.

< It's all in my head�it's all in my head�it's all in my head�> William chanted until a fist hit his jaw sending him crashing into the wall behind him. He spit out blood, glaring up at the vampire.

"Just making sure that you know that this is real." Angelus grinned, yanking him up. Angelus ripped William's shirt, revealing his pale chest. William tried to punch his offender but found himself pressed down on the table.

"Let me go, you bloody pervert!" He yelled and cried out as fingers pulled at his dark locks.

"Such language, boy. And I who took you for a gentleman." Angelus said teasingly, and ripped the shirt off from William's body making him scream in pain.

"Go to hell, you freak!" He spit out, trying to press himself up from the table but the vampire held him easily down.

"I don't think so." Angelus said and squeezed William through his pants. "Well, what do we have here?"

"Leave me alone!" William howled, tears of humiliation running down his cheeks.

"Hush, Will, you'll wake up the dead." Angelus said and gestured to the dead couple laying embraced on the bed. Their mouths were gaping open in unfinished screams while their eyes still stared in fright almost popping out of their sockets.

"Oh God!" Spike screamed as he was being shoved closer to them.

"They seem lonely. Why don't we join them in bed?" Angelus said, enjoying feeling the fear radiating from the young man. He threw him onto the couple and laughed when he heard sobs escaping William's lips.

"Is it so awful, boy?" He whispered stroking William's back. He began to unfasten the boy's trousers and pulled them off the trembling human. William had his eyes closed, refusing to look at the dead people under him. He couldn't breathe�couldn't think�couldn't feel�didn't want to know�

Something cold poked at his crack and he yelped, mumbling something he couldn't even understand himself.

Angelus slowly brought his cock into his victim. William bit his lip, tasting the blood.

< Please�let me die�>

He felt himself tearing and he burst into tears. Flashes of long hidden memories hit him. His father coming into his room at night�drunk, hitting him, making him do things he didn't want to do�

William closed his eyes. "Daddy, please no�"

"What the fuck did you call me?" Angelus growled, pounding harder into the man.

"I�" William gasped, feeling fangs sink into his skin. "No�"

It hurt. Then he got numb.

< I'm dead�I'm not here�I'm not�Why�>

Blood dropped onto his pale lips. He swore he could hear them fall. Thump. Thump.

< Salty�Something else�Freedom. >

That was William last thoughts. He laid dead. There was no life in the watery blue eyes. But then he saw�his new father.

"Love me." He whispered and felt lips meet his own.

< Love me�>

The End