In the last week Angel had killed seven vampires, six zombies and one chaos demon all sent by the Dark Mother herself. Angel was getting tired of this and was wondering when the demoness was going to attack him herself.
He had to momentarily shut down his P.I. agency because of all the pandemonium. It was getting annoying. The worst thing was that in all of her attempts was that they were not trying to kill him, they were trying to take him alive. He had tried tracking her down, but she was illusive like fog. He might get a lead and then she would be gone with another vampire waiting in her place.
Lilith wanted Angel alive for reasons he did not know. It was his opinion that it would be easer to kill him than try to take him alive. Angel wasn't about to join her twisted coven, no matter how much torture she put him under. If she thought that she was A.) Insane B.) Stupid or C.) Egotistical. And if she wanted Angelus back she was out of luck, because there was only one way to break the curse, and Angel wasn't about to do that.
He leaned back in his chair and kicked his feet up on the desk. It seemed odd without Cordelia or Doyle in here. Doyle had gone off to find some information on Lilith and Cordelia had the night off.
Angel wondered if the aspiring actress had won a part in an audition yet. Leave it to Cordelia to try an almost impossible job with little talent. Okay, he was being a little hard on the girl, but he was realistic. Being over 240 years old sort of made one realistic. He wondered what she was doing in her free time, and if she would keep out of danger.
The brand-new rave club was the hottest thing in L.A. right now, and Cordy was in line waiting to get in. She was next up and she knew that the beefy bouncer would let her in.
She was hot, dressed in a bright scarlet slip dress that accented her long dark brown hair and dark, California tanned skin. Angel had told her in about fifteen years when her skin started to age prematurely that she would regret those hours spent in the tanning bed or sprawled out on the beach. She thought he was just jealous that he couldn't get a tan, that he couldn't go outside until 6:30 at night. He would be forever white, his loss. Besides, he would look weird with a tan.
The bouncer, as Cordelia predicted, let her in, with a gaze of lust in his pale eyes. She just smiled at him and entered the club.
The band was playing a really good song, one that Cordelia could dance to. Bright lights danced in the dimness of the club, giving it this eerie, otherworldly quality. The upper level of the club was almost pitch black. Cordy looked up, it would be the place that Angel would hide if he was here. She looked for the tall, broad-shouldered figure, but knew if Angel didn't want to be seen, he wasn't gonna be seen.
She started to sway in time with the music. The band leader's soft voice sang out:
"Eternity can be along time to wait.
To be alone, to be alone,
To want something, *someone*, that you cannot have.
To suffer with this pain for all eternity.
To be cursed with this burden for all eternity.
Eternity can be along time to wait.
To be alone, to be alone,
Eternity can be along time to wait.
To be alone, to be alone,
Eternity can be along time to wait.
To be alone, to be alone."
Cordelia thought as she listened to the words of the haunting song. She stopped dancing, a tiny shiver creeping down her spine. It felt like someone was hunting her, she knew what that was like.
She looked around, suddenly needing to find some place safe. She walked over to the bar and sat down. She still felt nervous. She was unprotected. She had learned enough to know that. She had seen what went bump in the night. She had looked vampires in the eye, watched werewolves change, and seen demons killed. She had learned that there was a way to kill everything. She had seen an almost indisturctable demon shot with a rocket launcher. She had seen a giant serpent demon explode with her high school. More than once she had been on the business end of a vampire's fangs.
The song changed. The guy sung:
"Everyone, great or small, is hunted.
A predator lies within all of us.
We all hunt something, have all been hunted at sometime.
This is a terrifying thought.
The human race is a sham.
We are all hunters.
*We all hunger*."
Cordy thought as she stood up. She was about to walk out when a strangely comanding female voice echoed in her mind,> Cordelia looked up into the second level of the club.
A bright white beam encased a tall, slender young woman with long pale blond hair that was strangely natural. She was palely beautiful with mesmerizing eyes. Cordelia started to walk up the stairs, she couldn't help herself.
The young woman was dressed in a black, low-cut, lace-up, velvet dress with billowy sleeves. The short black material accented her long, pale legs. On anyone else the dress might look trashy, but on this chick, it looked like she was born to wear the dress, even though the Goth look had gone out a long time ago. She was wearing a long silver necklace with a red crystal pendent.
She smiled at Cordelia, and Cordelia was slowly lulled into a sense of safeness and security. She took Cordy's chin with slender fingers, distantly, Cordy noticed that her long fingernails were painted brilliant silver. Her eyes were grey, then violet. Cordelia felt drowsy, her mind was slipping, but she didn't care.
The Goth chick asked, "Does he have a weakness?"
"Who?" Cordy foggily asked.
"Angel," the girl answered.
A small voice in Cordelia's mind shouted, But Cordy ignored it, she was safe with the girl, she loved Cordelia and would never hurt her. Cordelia smiled in her heavily drugged state and answered, "Yeah, he does."
The young woman smiled. That smile made Cordy feel proud that she helped her. The young woman asked, "What is it?"
Cordelia had to help her. If Cordy didn't, she would die, and then she couldn't love Cordelia anymore. Cordelia answered, "Buffy Summers."
Then her eyes flashed crimson. She gripped Cordelia's face and brought her closer. She said, "Thank you my girl, you have helped me a great deal." Then her features contorted to a hideous demon's, fangs gleamed in the blue light. Cordelia didn't notice the danger.
A large, pale hand reached out and snapped the girl's hand away. Cordelia was snapped back into reality and screamed as she saw the glowing red eyes and fangs. Angel stepped between them and glowered at the girl.
He snarled, "You won't have her Lilith."
Cordelia thought. She said, "Angel, you mean, that this is Lilith."
Angel was drawn up protectively around Cordelia. She was surprised that he was protecting her like this. Maybe he didn't want to find another secretary. Angel nodded, Lilith laughed.
Lilith chuckled, "Foolish mortal, you fell for it. Your minds are so easy to bend." The bitch had hypnotized Cordelia. Cordelia felt her anger rising.
Angel said, "Leave her be, she has no part in this."
Lilith chuckled, "Besides, I already got what I was looking for."
Angel's dark eyes flashed in anger. Lilith chuckled at him. Cordy wanted to slap the bitch's smug look off her face. Lilith said, "Thank you my dear, the information you had given me will be very useful." Then she disappeared. Not faded into the shadows like Angel does, but, turned into mist and drifted off.
Angel turned to face her. He asked, "Are you all right?"
Cordelia felt ashamed, and angry. She had been brainwashed and had betrayed him. She answered, "Angel I'm sorry. She brainwashed me, and then I . . ."
Panic flared in the dark depths of her boss's eyes. He asked, slowly, patiently, like he was speaking to a young child, "What did you do?"
"Um, I said Buffy's name, as your weakness," she sheepishly answered.
Angel cursed, "Oh, damn."
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