**Author's Note: Lyrics with one star are from the song My Last Breath by Evanescence. The one's with two stars are from the quotes of Buffy Season 3 episode Beauty And The Beasts
*Closing your eyes to disappear….
Damon slowly fades into nothingness and disappears into the night forever, joining the cloak of darkness as one….
Tears of pain trickles down like drops of rain, splashing
onto the ghost like floor with such grace and sadness.
*You pray your dreams will leave you here…
*But still you wake and know the truth….
*No’s one there…
Howls of pain and sadness pierced through the surrounding
darkness, breaking the nightly silence that billowed in the dark forest.
Rain drops fell from the night sky gracefully.
Lighting continues to crackle across the starry sky.
Stars continue to twinkle until they too, disappeared into nothingness.
Everlasting silence echoed through the misty forest.
Everything was silent, still, and bleak.
*Look for me in the white forest….
*Holding in a hallow tree….
*I know you hear me….
*I can taste it in your tears….
Shadows flickered eerily back and forth gracefully to the cool breeze that billowed
and swayed the lifeless black trees, looking bitterly hallow and bleak in the silent night.
A mysterious voice began to sit in whisper through the lifeless, shadowed
trees that continued to sway against the breeze under the dark of night that seem to last forever more.
**Night came on, and a full moon rose high above the trees….
**Lighting the land till it lay bathed in ghostly day.
**And the strain of the primitive remain alive and active…
**Faithfulness and devotion, things born of fire and roof were his…
**Yet he retains his wildness and wiliness…
**And from the depths of the forest, a call still sounded….
Countless howls of pain continued to pierce through the night, shattering the silence that loomed all around.
It was a howl filled with such excruciating pain and bleak sadness that instilled deeply within Buffy’s soul.
Drops of rain continued to drop gracefully from the night above.
Tears continued to trickle down her own flushed cheeks, and she
couldn’t hold back her sadness in any longer at the sight before her eyes.
Wisps of breath escaped from her lips and she slowly stumbled to where
Angel was sitting, low howls of pain continuing to escape from his trembling lips that were gasping.
Shadows flickered in his angelic face, filling with that same sadness
that was painfully breaking Buffy’s own heart into shattered pieces.
The drops of rain that fell from the night sky stopped all together, revealing
the silver kissed glow of the moon once more.
Everything in the night was still and peaceful once again.
Only silence and the howls of pain remained.
For once, Buffy’s own lips were speechless.
The only sound that lingered in the still of night were cries of pain that seemed endless.
“Stay away from me,” Angel warned in a low whisper, his bleak, obsidian eyes gazing at Buffy’s own dangerously.
A aura of danger radiated from him.
Buffy refused to obey him.
“I only want to comfort you,” Buffy whispered in reply, gazing her
eyes directly at the brightness of the full moon that glowed above her.
“I don’t need no comfort,” Angel snarled silently, his fangs protruding
from his sensuous mouth that glimmered under the silver kissed light dangerously.
Before a word could escape from her lips, a dark presence flickered in the shadows behind Angel.
Immediately he sensed the presence and growled hungrily, the silver
light reflecting off his dark, obisidian eyes that mingled with the surrounding darkness.
The flickering shadow appeared under the silver rays, revealing the presence of a cloaked figure.
Angel only gazed at the figure dangerously with that fierce hunger and anger blossoming on his face.
“Angel, no!” Buffy whispered, stumbling carefully towards him, but
already he was lunging for the dark figure with a hungry growl piercing the dark of night.
“Angel!” Buffy screamed.
Angel lay on top of the shadowed figure mercifully, without remorse, and immediately sank his fangs into the
cloak figure’s throat, drinking deeply in the intoxicating blood
that flowed through his veins like the taste of the finest red wine.
Ruby, sensuous lips of his dripped droplets of blood that fell
gracefully into the lifeless body of the cloak figure, but
his obsidian eyes only lingered on Buffy’s dangerously, revealing the presence of the predator within.
He revered in the glory and simplicity of drinking that rich, red, warm, intoxicating ruby blood that sustained the
need to survive, to fill in the hollow emptiness that instilled his dark heart, to
fill the endless sadness he would always bear for the loss of his brother.
His only flesh and blood that was taken from him.
If the excruciating and necessary need for the rich, intoxicating ruby blood sustained the hollow
emptiness that he had within his own dark soul for the loss of his flesh and blood, then so be it.
He would drink the last, deliciously ruby liquid filled, soulless corpses that lingered inside
that haunting mansion and fill that sadness that he knew deep inside, would last for all of
Eternity.
Every last drop of blood will be spilled.
As long as he lived, without any remorse haunting his soul, he would
get his thirst for revenge.
To avenge his only flesh and blood’s death.
He sensed another dark presence hidden in the black shadows, but this time, the shadow wasn’t alone.
More shadows flickered and stood next to the first shadow.
Angel’s lips tugged into a hungry, predatory smile in the darkness.
He knew what he had to do.
A low, snarling growl emancipated from his lips, anticipating with
white hot lust and desire for the sweet, intoxicating taste of warm, ruby blood on his sensuous lips.
Then he felt slim, warm hands on his, pushing him closer to the shadows from behind.
“Don’t do this, please,” Buffy whispered pleadingly to Angel, staring directly at the deep blackness of his eyes.
He refused to obey her.
He was a predator.
It was his need to drink the lustful, intoxicating ruby liquid from the soulless corpses.
To drink in the drunk glory of it that sustain him.
He was a predator that hunted in the night.
Couldn’t she understand that?
Couldn’t she understand that this was what he had become and ever shall be for eternity?
He refused to obey to her commands and pleading.
His obsidian eyes reflected the silver light of the moon
before its
penetrating gaze
fell to the looming shadows that stood before them.
One by one, the shadows were revealed under the silver kissed light.
More cloak figures loomed throughout the eerie forest.
A predator smile revealing sharp white fangs tugged at his blood filled lips, revealing the nature of what he was.
Mists began to seep through his predatory form and the lifeless trees
all around while the song of crickets continue to sing its nightly symphony.
The dark figures stood before him in complete silence, whispering
in some sort of chant that seem to scream pure menace.
The only thoughts lingering in Angel’s dark mind were the
anticipated taste of their own sweet ruby blood dripping from his lips.
“Angel, please don’t do this,” Buffy whispered from behind, cloaked in darkness.
The dark cloaked figures stalked quietly towards them like predators, sneering and laughing quietly through the darkness.
One by one they stood before Angel.
Snapping each of their necks with the memory of his fallen brother in his thoughts, he
began to drink their blood, his lips filling with the intoxicating
ruby liquid that dripped to the forest floor like drops of fallen rain.
More dark cloaked figures stalked towards him, only to hear the crack
of their necks snapping, breaking the bleak, dead silence of the night.
More ruby liquid fell from Angel’s sensuous lips, his face
looking grotesque and bestial under the silver glow of the moon that glittered through the shadows.
He was the predator in the surrounding darkness, with all the dark cloaked figures as his prey.
The only thoughts whispering in his mind was to drink their intoxicating
ruby blood, to seek revenge for the horrible crime they had committed.
Revenge and bloodlust filled his dark mind.
Then the last drop of blood spilled into his ruby lips, and he dropped
the last lifeless body onto the forest floor, cloaked with the familiar darkness that encased them both.
Blood from his lips spilled into the lifeless bodies that surrounded him, and it
filled his hallow soul with such supernatural power that pulsated through his veins, giving
him supreme power that he hadn’t felt in over a thousand years since he was turned.
It was so much more than intoxicating.
It was like a pleasure and need being released.
Half of the members of the Night Ones lay lifelessly around him, encased with the eerie shadows of the night.
They, to him, deserved what they had received.
Remorse didn’t even come close to lingering in his mind.
Only pleasure and the satisfaction of drinking every last drop of their blood filled him.
Shadows flickered and caressed his beautiful face, until the silver light
revealed his features to the girls that were hidden in the shadows, fear instilling in their eyes.
A predatory smile tugged his lips and he didn’t bother wiping the last blood away from them.
It only swirled deliciously through his tongue in pleasure while he savored the bloody taste hungrily.
This was what he always was and is forever more.
A hunter. A predator.
“Angel?” Buffy whispered quietly, then stopped before him.
“This is what I am and always shall be,” Angel whispered, snarling.
“I’m…sorry…” Buffy whimpered, tears pooling in her eyes.
“I don’t need your apologies. You cannot understand what I am. You never will.”
“Please…I only want to help you. We need…to get out of here.
"Before *they’ll* find out what happened here,” Buffy whispered angrily, hazel eyes blazing through the night.
“I don’t need your help,” Angel whispered stubbornly, like a child.
“I don’t want to see you hurt. We can’t do this alone.
"*They’ll* be coming after us,” Buffy whispered, tears trickling her already flushed cheeks.
“No!” Angel stubbornly refused to obey her, his obsidian eyes blazing with fury.
With his dark eyes closed to shut out the surrounding darkness, he felt
warm lips pressing against his, kissing him with a passion that took his breath away.
He refused to kiss back, but it was overwhelming him with such passion and desire.
He gave in to her passionate kiss with intense longing growing deeply inside him like ebers of fire..
And the kiss became much more deeper, much more passionate, filled with longing...
Then the kiss stopped altogether.
"What's wrong?" Buffy whispered.
"I don't want you to come near me," Angel snarled whisperly, his eyes glinting in the moonlight.
"Why?"
"Because i don't want you to think someone like you can love a monster like me.
"I'm a predator. I don't know how to love. I havent' experience it since i was turned."
"You can't do this all alone," Buffy whispered.
"I can and I will."
"If you want to stop *them* from hurting more people, you need us to help you. You know you cannot do this alone."
"You can't suffer your pain and loss alone. It's need to be shared so you won't go crazy over it."
Black looming shadows throughout the forbidden forest continued to flicker in and out eerily.
The beautiful, pale silver kissed glow of the moon above flickered in and out through the lifeless trees.
Everything in the ominous forest was bleak and silent in the night.
"Leave me alone," Angel snarled, shadows flickering in his face dangerously.
"You know you can't do this alone."
"Strong is fighting! It's hard, and it's painful, and it's every day. It's what we have to do. And we can do it together. But if you're too much of a coward for that, then burn," Buffy snarled.
"You won't be able to stop them all of your own. If you don't want my help, then all you ever were was a monster. Just like *them*. A *monster*."
.....And from the depths of the forest, a call still sounded…..
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