The Dark One: Part 5
by AnGeL X
Author's Note: All characters except Savarah belong to Joss Whedon and Buffy the Vampire Slayer. This story is not based on the story the show follows but does use stuff up to Killed By Death. Angel is evil and the wherehouse remains standing however badly burned.



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Part Five

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"A fair fight?"

"Am I the only one who see's this as not a good thing?" Xander questioned looking to Giles and Buffy for an answer.

"No. I'm flipped by it. But, what else could I do? I had to tell him yes," Buffy said with tears in her voice.

The room remained quiet for a few seconds as Buffy watched the frightened looks upon her friends' faces.

"In all my time, I never have heard of Savarah doing something like that. She has always preferred having the advantage."

"Giles. I think she does have the advantage." Buffy walked the library searching for an answer.

"Well, if she was so great as a vampire, maybe she's just looking for that 'rush'. She knows she can kill a Slayer. I think she wants to do it again." Willow watched as a pacing Buffy stopped in her tracks.

"That's it." Buffy's face lit up with excitement. "She wants me to fight for Angel." Buffy paused for a moment and then grabbed her back from the counter.

"Uh, where are you going?" Giles started to follow after her in attempts to stop her.

"I've got to visit a few friends."

"Buffy, you can't fight her now. You're not prepared."

"Giles, I'm the slayer, I was born prepared. But, I'm not going to fight her. I just want to chat." Buffy rushed out of the library and made her way to the streets. She walked at a determined pace as she headed for the warehouse.


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"Don't move!" A hand with a knife was shot up to Buffy's throat from a formerly sleeping body. Buffy stood at the side of Savarah's bed. "What do you want, Slayer?" Savarah snapped as she flipped over to face Buffy. Her face was a near white as she tried not to move against the cold blade.

"To talk," Buffy snapped. She was taking her chances.

"Oh, so you talked to Spike," Savarah face smiled with enjoyment. Angel suddenly walked into the room. Buffy took immediate notice. She could see his body's impression on the bed next to Savarah. The thought sent chills down her body.

"Buffy! What a surprise." He anxiously watched the blade against her neck.

"You want to move that knife?" Buffy snapped not letting her eyes leave Angel's.

"Oh, I'm sorry, is it bothering you?"

"Yeah," she knocked Savarah's arm away from her throat, "it is."

"So, do we have a deal?"

"Yeah, we have a deal."

"Oh, goodie. Meet me Saturday, nine o-clock at night, Sunnydale High School football field."

"Fine," Buffy spoke quietly. She began to back out of the room, making sure not to turn her back on her two worst enemies.

After Buffy had left, Angel sat down on the bed next to Savarah.

"A fair fight? Do you really think it will work?" Angel asked worried of loosing one of the two women he loved.

"Angel, I need a challenge. There is no risk involved except that I may loose you." She suddenly realized that she let her secret slip.

"Me? What the hell you mean by that?"

"Listen, you are a vicious, evil demon. You've set unbelievable standards for those who follow in your footsteps. However, having a soul has plagued you with flaws. Flaws that you don't even notice. You flaunt them to the Slayer, and one day, she will use them to her advantage."

Angel didn't have words to express his rage to her. Even that she brought these things up to him hurt. But he refused to let it show.

"The fact that you had a soul, has given you thoughts and feelings that will never leave you. Even if the demon inside prevents you from showing it, you're actions of rage against Buffy and her friends, is your way of warning her."

"What are you saying?"

"I'm saying, you still love the Slayer, you always will.

He spent several minutes searching for the right words to counter her attack on him, but couldn't find them.

"So, then, how would you loose me?"

"I used you as the bet for Buffy to fight me. If I win, she dies, if she wins, you're soul is returned."

Angel sprung to his feet and marched out of the room. Savarah remained in the bed. Her evil was too strong to have feelings. She had no concern for other regardless of what they meant to her. Attacking Angel with her words was just part of the job. She curled up and fell asleep again.


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