Disclaimer
– I don’t own Buffy,
Angel, Willow, or any of the other characters, “although I wish I did” but I
don’t, they all belong to Joss Weldon.
Authors
Note – Angel did
not go to hell and he did not that’s DID NOT loss his soul because
that’s just crap, in my universe he’s aloud to have sex. This really doesn’t
have a season time frame. I suppose it’s about season three. First story in my
‘Puppy Love’ series.
Special Thanx – Special
thanks to my “Anime girl” she’s the one that got me started on fanfic and
Anime, so I basically owe all my pieces of fanfic “Especially the smut ones” to
her. And I know she’ll one day own the biggest and most famous Anime studio in
the world, and make about 50 grand a week, so never to early to start sucken
up.
The End and Beginning
Buffy
walked slowly about the lair, stopping occasionally to examine one of Angel’s
unique items. It wasn’t fair. He didn’t deserve what had happened. Her gaze finally
came to the bed, his bed, the very bed she had given her self to him in. *Oh
Angel, I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry I failed you.* She felt the tears silently
start to fall as the memories of that night came back to her.
Spike and Drusilla stood admiring their
prizes. Buffy hung to the wall her wrists shackled in long chains. While Angel
lye bond and gagged on the floor whimpering in pain. “Spike… I don’t think he
can hear you anymore.” "Yeah I suppose your right Dru." He casually
tossed the broken bottle he had been cutting Angels face with to the ground.
“What shall we play with now love.” "Well once the bleedin slayer comes
around I suppose we can start a new game." "Oh goodie!" She
seductively strolled over to her sire and lovingly stroked his damaged face.
“We’re going to have such fun she and I.” Little did they know that she had
been conscious, watching helplessly the whole time Angel had been tortured. She had seen when Spike had come in
with the dagger and smiling psychotically strolled over to her bond Angel. Had
seen him squirm desperately trying to break the ropes which held his wrists
firmly behind his back, as Drusilla straddled his waist taking the blade from
Spike and began to draw it slowly over her sires chest. Eventually growing bored of this Spike
gently took the knife from his lover and then had his fun. Taking a large meat
hook he then began to violently slash Angels face, neck, legs, back, and
Mhmm……more sensitive parts of his body. Angel screamed out in horrid agony at
each new wound his torturer left, as all the while Spike and Drusilla smiled
and laughed, delighting in every moment of it.
Buffy
lied miserably on the soft bed. *You didn’t deserve that. Nobody did. But at
least you’re at peace now. At least you don’t have to suffer any more. Oh Gods
if only they had gotten there sooner. If only I had been able to help you….*
“Buffy
hang on!” Xander tried fruitfully to stake Spike again, only to be swatted
casually away . “Giles protect Willow!” Buffy was not fairing well. It was bad
enough that she had twenty vampires surrounding her, but her attention was
being divided. Angel lye helplessly on the ground behind her while every one of
Spikes lackeys stood growling in front. *This is so not good.*
No,
in no way was it good. *If only I had watched him more closely. If only I had
tried harder to protect him. But I didn’t even see Drusilla come up behind me
and grab him until it was to late…… Oh Angel.*
Only
after hearing Angels gagged scream and Drusillas harsh laugh did she turn around
and see them. There, Drusilla stood with a smug smile holding her ‘daddy’ by
the throat a stake precisely placed against his chest. *Oh Gods… no.* The
silence was deafening, it was as if everyone and thing in the room had froze.
Nobody made the slightest move vampire or human alike. Buffy stared in horror
as her lover brought his gaze up to meet hers, he was going to die and he knew
it. Before any one could even react Drusilla deliberately shoved the wooden
stake straight into his heart. “Nooooo!” Angel fully aware of what had happened
uttered his final words. “I love you Buffy.” He then collapsed into a pile of
ashes. Acting directly out of impulse and nature Buffy grabbed the battle-ax
from Willow and hacked the bitches head off killing her only seconds after her
love.
Buffy
sobbed miserably into the silk sheets. *If only I could have saved you……*
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The Wish
Universe;
Puppy huddled in the corner of his cell, looking up occasionally to see if anyone was coming to torture him yet. *It wasn’t fair. She didn’t deserve what had happened.* He gazed sorrowfully around his cage. *Oh Buffy, I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry I failed you.* Puppy could still see it. Only a few hours ago she had been alive, only a few hours ago she had agreed to set him free, only a few hours ago he had lead her to the master. He felt the tears silently start to fall as the memories of that night came back to him.
The
Master along with Willow and Xander stood admiring their prizes. Dozens of humans
stood huddled in a large cage crying in terror. While a young girl lye shackled
and gagged on the metal table, whimpering in pain as the needles where shoved
into her arteries, extracting her blood for the room full of vampires. He and
Buffy stood just outside the doorway watching the horrid scene before them. “We
have to help them.” She gave him an odd look, but then nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, here, just don’t fall on this." She casually shoved a stake
into his hand and started out to kill the Master.
Puppy
lied miserably on the cold floor. *You shouldn’t have rushed out there. Nobody
should have……… But at least you’re at peace now. At least you don’t have to
suffer any more. Oh Gods if only they had gotten there sooner. If only I had
been able to help you….*
“Slayer
watch out!” Buffy was steadily making her way to where the Master stood. The
white hat called Oz tried fruitfully to stake Willow again, only to be swatted
casually away . “Giles get the people out!” While Puppy was not fairing well.
It was bad enough that he had five vampires attacking him at once, but after
four years of torture and starvation he was no where near his full strength.
*This is so not good.*
No,
in no way was it good. *If only I had been stronger. If only I had tried harder
to protect her. But I didn’t even see him until it was to late…… Oh Buffy.*
Then
he saw it. Willows mate had picked up a crossbow, which he now aimed directly
at Buffy. “Buffy!” Only after hearing Angels scream did she turn around and see
them. There, the vampire called Xander stood, a smug smile on his face as he
directed his crossbow precisely at her heart. *Oh Gods… no.* Before any one
could even react Xander pulled the trigger sending the arrow straight through
her chest. “Nooooo!” Puppy fully aware she would die in a matter of seconds
uttered his final words to her. “I love you Buffy.” She stared at him in shook
before giving him a small smile, then collapsed to the ground, dead. Acting
directly out of impulse and nature Puppy grabbed a sword that one of the white
hats had discarded and lunged at Xander and the Master fully prepared to hack
the bastereds heads off……… But as you probably guessed it didn’t work that way.
Instead the Master wound up beating him unconscious. He had failed.
Puppy
sobbed miserably into the sleeve of his filthy shirt. *If only I could have
saved you……*
To be continued…..