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!
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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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For violence, profanity, a little bit of sex and other adult topics, this story (albeit reluctantly) is rated R.
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 Three
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Part 3 * * * ''And the abandon with which he killed, which was as I felt. But I no longer find him charming. And you never have. And we've been his puppets, you and I; you remaining to take care of him, and I your saving companion. Now it's time to end it, Louis. Now's time to leave him.''
''But he'll never let us leave..."
And she, still smiling, said, "Oh....really?"
Excerpt from the book Interview With The Vampire.
* * *
Claudia drew. She concentrated on the smooth lines of the pencil on the paper, on shading the right parts, on not making any mistakes. She hummed to herself to blot out the sounds from *their* bedroom.
She could see them, no matter how much she tried not to listen.
She could see his mouth on hers, then trailing lower to suck on her nipples as Drusilla moaned. She could see her hands roaming all over his body as he entered her, as their voices rose to a fever pitch, as...
Angrily, Claudia tossed her drawing pad to the floor and stalked out of the room. She went down the stairs and was about to leave the house when she realized sunset was still an hour away. Turning around, she saw Louis, who was chuckling.
'' Our house guests getting to you?'' He asked.
She gave him a dirty look and stomped off. He went after her, apologizing.
'' It's all right, Louis. I'm just so touchy these days...''
'' And I have been less then understanding.''
She sat down and looked at the room.
''What is happening to us, Louis? Why are we like this to each other?''
'' Life is hard, especially when it lasts an eternity.''
'' Bien, oui. But I have you.'' Claudia whispered and reassured him. Then she quickly got up, left Louis and walked back up to her room. Best nobody saw what she was drawing. As she was putting it away, Drusilla came in.
'' Claudia! I want to tell you a secret.''
'' What is it?''
Drusilla lowered her voice. '' I'm glad daddy's gone. I know it makes me bad, but...''
Claudia shook her head. '' We've been over this before. It's all right. Go and...be happy with William.'' She realized what she was saying and then it came to her that she meant it. Not in that half-sincere way she'd said it before.
Drusilla interrupted her thoughts. '' Can you please tell Spike that there will be a surprise for him in the kitchen?''
'' Spike?''
'' That's his new name. I gave it to him because of...''
Claudia interrupted her quickly. '' It's all right! Really, go prepare your surprise.''
As Drusilla left, Claudia walked up to the door of William and Drusilla's room. She knocked hard, then walked in. William sat up.
'' Rise and shine, Spike.''
His eyes widened. '' How the hell did you...''
She interrupted. '' It's her new nickname for you. She has a surprise for you in the kitchen.'' Claudia turned to leave, but William jumped up from the bed.
'' You mean she is going around calling me that?'' He cried out.
'' It could be worse.''
William agreed.
* * * '' She slept in my coffin at first, curling her little fingers around my hair, until the day came when she wanted one of her own.''
Louis, Interview With The Vampire
* * *
It was 9:00 at night and Claudia was hunting with William. Louis was not up for heavy activity and Drusila was playing with dolls, while Claudia had decided that she was still a vampire, no matter how human she'd been acting lately, and needed to go out and slaughter some people. William had agreed.
They were walking along by some railroad tracks, not really hungry after four people, but still up for killing. The few street lamps off gave a pale light and a rat scurried about.
All of a sudden, a vampire crossed their way. His face was all in ridges and he seemed angry, although Claudia, for the life of her, could not fathom how a vampire of Angelus's kind could have any other expression then anger when half their face was transformed in animalistic ridges.
'' You're the one that killed Angelus! He was the best damn leader we vampires in this town ever had, and you killed him because of some insane whore!''
Yes, definitely angry. The vampire's fist flew out at Claudia, but she simply stepped aside and shoved him. Then she grabbed his wrist with both hands, and twisted. The joint came apart easily as the vampire howled in pain, and she threw his severed hand away with a grin. William, all the while, had a railroad spike in his hands and shoved it in the vampire's heart.
'' Rude fellow.'' Spike said, and Claudia agreed. '' Do you have a knife on you?''
She shook her head. '' Why would you want a knife?''
'' So that I can behead him and he'll turn to dust.''
'' Your kind turns to dust?'' William nodded.
'' I never saw Angelus...'' She trailed off. '' He was on fire, though. Would that kill him?''
'' Yes. I'm sure he's dead.''
'' Plus we couldn't very well try and find the ashes. Fuck, the whole mansion burnt down. It would be like trying to find a needle in a stack of needles.'' While she was talking, William had beheaded the vampire with another railroad spike.
'' These are quite useful. I'm starting to like them.''
* * * '' Merciful death . How you love your precious guilt.'' Lestat, IWTV
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Pain. Pain, and even more pain. Angelus struggled to open his eyes. Every centimeter of his skin was covered in second or third degree burns. He had tight bandages around his neck.
'' Fuck... kill me.'' He said, finally opening his eyes and looking around, or at least as much as he could, given that he was in too much pain to move.
'' Is that any kind of way to talk to your savior?'' Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a man, sitting down in an elaborately carved chair. He was young, with lightly colored, curly hair, unnaturally pale skin and blue eyes. Angelus decided he must be a vampire, but not his kind; he'd be the kind of vampire those pansies who'd almost killed him were.
'' Who are you?'' Angelus tried to get up, but as soon as he moved his arms, he cried out. He'd never been that weak in his life.
'' You mean they haven't told you about what a cruel sire I was? I'm Lestat. I've also been left for dead in a burning fire by Claudia and Louis.''
'' What did you save me for? I would've preferred death to this.. this helplessness. I can't even move!''
Louis shook his head in disapproval. '' Because you hate them as much as I do.''
Angelus frowned, even though it hurt. Then he smiled as realization dawned. '' Because I will help you take revenge on them.''
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