DISCLAIMER: The Buffy characters belong to God, aka Joss Weedon. The Interview With The Vampire Characters belong to Anne Rice.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: This is the first fanfic I've written in a long while, and I'm really self-concious about it. I realize it's not as good as it could be, but I did the best I could under the present circumstances.
WARNING: This fanfic contains material which might be objectionable or disturbing to some readers. Hell, it's probably disturbing to most readers!
For violence, profanity, a little bit of sex and other adult topics, this story (albeit reluctantly) is rated R.
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Archivist's note: Having reviewed the content, I would rate the material at PG-13, as a caution to any younger readers.
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Thanks to all the people who helped me finish the fic: From beta-reading to giving me quotes. Couldn't have done it without ya!
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Part Two
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Part 2
Louis stared at her incredulously. '' You have been spending too much time in Drusilla's company. I swear you are going insane.''
Claudia bit her lip in that cute way she had learned thirty years ago. Louis sighed as she continued pleading her case.
'' You do not understand! He is horribly cruel. He is killing her!''
'' He has dozens of followers, Claudia. If they turn on us ''
Claudia stood up and stared him the face, and would have been flushed had her pale complexion not been a vampire's. '' Louis, I am doing this! I am not I child and will not fuck it up! William says '' Louis interrupted her and yelled, something he hadn't done in decades.
'' Bon dieu! William! I swear, you are in love with William yourself! All that I hear out of your mouth is these days is William, William, William! I suppose that he taught you to swear like that too? Language fit for a sailor, not a young lady in a silk gown that cost more then an honest workman's wages of a year!'' She was annoying him, and he was a vampire, no matter a docile one. Claudia hurled a crystal vase across the room in anger and screamed.
'' What the hell would you know about honest work? And I am almost forty goddamn years, Louis! No matter what I look like, inside I am an adult and I feel responsible for Drusilla!''
'' Why? She is nothing more then Angelus's whore!'' For a moment, Louis let his vampiric nature take completely over, and as soon as he had done it, he regretted it. The temperamental anger was gone; replaced by hurt.
'' And you are no better then him.'' She started walking outside.
Feeling horrible, Louis ran after her.
'' I am sorry for what I said. It is obvious you care for her.'' He said, apologizing.
'' And you cannot fathom why. She is like a child, Louis. All she thinks of are dolls and she cannot understand what Angelus is doing to her; that she is his plaything. Did you know that he often rapes her?''
Louis stared at her. '' You are not a child anymore.''
Claudia smiled and forgave him. '' It took you this long to figure it out?''
Louis laughed. '' I'll help you. I m going to get something to eat; when I come back, we will discuss this in detail.'' He walked outside and Claudia collapsed into a mahogany chair.
She thought of Lestat and how when he'd turned cruel she'd killed him; of how Drusilla didn't have enough wits to do that. Her protectiveness of Drusilla was almost motherly. And William... of course Louis was right; she was in love with William. But she looked like she was 10 years old and nothing could ever happen.
She walked into her bedroom; dolls were everywhere. She looked at them; a sign of her childishness. Drusilla had dolls and still was passionate and womanly enough to get raped. She realized what she was thinking; and didn't feel one bit ashamed. Her eyes traveled across the room; resting on the big mirror.
She looked at herself long and hard; then, as one bloody tear marred her cheek, she picked a china doll and hurled it into the mirror. It broke into a thousand pieces.
She picked up another doll and threw it at the wall; with her strength, this time it was the doll that broke. Then she threw another one and another one; wishing she could do the same thing with her own appearance.
She hated herself at that moment. She hated Louis and she hated Lestat.
She hated Angelus, but for some reason, she didn't hate Drusilla.
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Angel: I did a lot of unconscionable things when I became a vampire. Drusilla was the worst. She was... an obsession of mine. She was pure and sweet and chaste...
Buffy: And you made her a vampire.
Angel: First I made her insane. Killed everybody she loved. Visited every mental torture on her I could devise. She eventually fled to a convent, and on the day she took her holy orders, I turned her into a demon.
Buffy and Angel, Lie To Me
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Claudia looked at Drusilla and smiled sweetly. There was a confused look in the vampiress's eyes as Claudia showed her to Louis and William.
''Now, Dru, these nice people are going to take care of you, and Angelus won't bother you ever again.'' Drusilla looked at her in a panic.
''I won't see my dark angel ever again? No!'' she screeched, and William looked like he had just been stabbed through the heart. Twice. With a wooden stake.
'' Look, he's bad!'' Louis cried out. When they'd started talking about what they were going to do and had the details planned, Louis had been polite, at least. Now Drusilla was bothering him.
Claudia glared at him.
'' You know when he hurts you? That won't happen again.''
'' But I like it... sometimes...'' she said in a whisper. William swallowed.
'' Dru... trust me.'' Like a little girl, Drusilla held out her hand to William, instinctively. Claudia looked at them, approving. '' There's a pretty carriage waiting for you, and all your dolls are in it.'' Drusilla stepped out with William. Claudia frowned when she saw Louis standing there. '' Are you not going with them?''
'' You really think I will leave you with the most notorious killer in all of Europe?''
'' I thought I was the most notorious killer in all of Europe.'' Claudia took his hand and led him to the dining room table of Angelus's mansion, where they were going to wait him to come back.
'' Perhaps. But still, I would not leave you here alone, ma petite.''
'' C'est vrai. I know you. It's strange; you're the most loving person I've ever known and you're not a person at all.''
'' Yes, but I have my faults. Possessiveness.''
Understanding dawned on Claudia's face. '' So that is why you hate her!''
Louis protested. '' I do not hate her!''
'' You resent her, then.''
Louis looked away. '' All you have been talking about for the last few weeks have been Angelus and Drusilla and William. ''
'' And you are worried that I do not care for you anymore? You idiot!'' She jibed him, then softened. '' Louis, no one can ever come before you. You know that. Lestat never even came close.''
She spied Angelus out of the corner of her eye. '' And here comes his incarnation...''
'' It bothers me when you talk that way, Claudia. He is dead.'' Before she had a chance to retort, Angelus recognized them.
'' What are you doing here?''
Claudia said, '' We are uninvited guests. Here to have you die a bloody and painful death, you bastard. You sicken me.''
He looked at them. '' I am a vampire! I *should* enjoy torture! Fuck, you pansies annoy me! If I ever become a sniveling little lapdog, kill me, please.''
Louis smiled an ironic smile. '' That is what we are here to do.''
He made a launch at Angelus, but Angelus sideswiped the attacker and threw him against the wall. Louis grunted with pain as he made contact and was sure that, had he been human, his back would've been broken. Claudia flew at Angelus; literally flew. He was so surprised that he stood frozen for a second. Once he moved, it was not fast enough. She had slashed his throat from ear to ear.
With a desperate burst of strength, he shoved her off, but Louis had gotten up and threw a chandelier on him. A few burning candles broke off and the floor caught fire.
Bleeding profusely, Angelus threw the dinner table at them before collapsing. It caught Louis straight in the middle of his back, almost knocking him out. Since it had been thrown with vampiric strength, the vase had broken and the pieces made their way through Louis's flesh to his spine.
Looking around at the inferno around them; blood and fire and expensive furniture, Claudia pulled Louis under the table, off the floor and out of the front door. The fire spread and they leaped into the carriage that they had waiting for them.
The human driver took one look at them and calmly asked where the gentleman and the little lady wanted to go.
They looked at each other; they were charred, bloody, and Louis had glass sticking out of his back.
Then they started laughing like they hadn't in decades. It felt strange but good; free. Almost exactly like when they'd first been free of Lestat, but better, because this time, there was not a hint of remorse.
Their laughter echoed all the way home.
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