Spike and Vortigern
Elizabette looked out the window of the plane as it landed, finally. She wondered how, exactly William was getting on.
~*~*~*~
Spike ran his fingers through Vortigern's hair as they lazed together amiably. Vortigern turned his face up to be kissed and Spike did so, quite happily.
Spike suddenly shuddered slightly.
"What's wrong?" Vortigern asked, trailing a hand up his lover's thigh.
"Nothing," Spike said, then pounced.
Vortigern giggled, then was too busy to laugh.
Angel
They went through the normal procedures, and then hailed a cab.
"Xavier's School For Gifted Youngsters," Angelus told the driver.
Logan
They arrived at the school and Elizabette got out.
"Nice," she remarked.
Logan appeared at the front door, stance defensive and wary, then he relaxed somewhat.
"Angel."
He tilted his head.
"Business or social? And who's the broad?"
Angel
"Hmmm, a little of both. Mainly social."
Angelus let Serafina down.
"This is Elizabette. She's one of my Childer."
Logan
"Harm one of the students, and I will dust you," Logan warned.
Elizabette stared at him.
"Of course you will."
Schnikt!
Logan's claws slid out.
"Watch it, dame."
"Quite."
Elizabette sniffed and then turned to Angelus.
"If we're quite finished talking with the hired help, let's go inside."
Logan growled, then turned. Something was off here, he didn't know what yet.
"Sera!"
"Kanny!"
The two little girls raced to each other, hugging and giggling.
Angel
"She'll be on her best behaviour," Angelus said, shooting a glance at Elizabette. "Now, we're off to see Spike."
He looked around.
"Know where he is?"
Logan, Spike and Vortigern
"Don't know, don't want to know," Logan said.
He waved a hand at the woods.
"They took a blanket and disappeared. I really don't wanna know."
~*~*~*~
Spike pinned Vortigern beneath him and kissed down his throat. The sunlight fell through dappled branches onto their nude bodies.
"Taste good, pet..."
"Mmmm..." Vortigern agreed, arching his back.
"For god's sake, Spike, please!"
Spike chuckled against the soft skin as he slid inside his Mate's body. Vortigern gasped then moaned.
Angel
"We can wait in their room."
Angelus nodded.
"Because you can't go out in the sun, Lizpet, and if we interrupt them, we'll be staked."
Logan
"Alright...I'll show you through."
Logan turned and they followed him into the school.
"This is their room. One warning - don't touch Vortigern's art supplies."
Logan left and Elizabette entered. She made a small appreciative sound at the oil painting hanging across one wall.
"He's rather good."
She picked her way across the floor to study the painting more closely.
Angel
Angelus sat down in the nearest seat.
"He is."
He looked around.
"Smells in here."
Vortigern and Spike
"Like sex," Elizabette observed.
"Well, you said they were mated..."
~*~*~*~
Vortigern kissed a gamefaced Spike, cutting his lips open on the vampire's fangs. Spike kissed him back, moaning into his mouth.
Angel
"Hmmmm."
Angelus sniffed.
"It's very overpowering... but the whole school smells like this."
Elizabette
"They're teenagers," Elizabette said.
"That explains a lot. Either they're having sex, or they're masturbating."
Angel
"Or they're doing both."
Angelus chuckled.
Elizabette
"Or both," Elizabette agreed.
She traced her fingers over the rough swirls decorating one part of a painting.
"I remember my mother told me it made young men blind. Because of course, ladies never did it. Heaven forbid you should like sex, even."
Angel
"That would make you a whore."
Angelus grinned.
"Yep, I was told I would've most likely died of syphillis had Darla not turned me."
Elizabette
"And I would have been a perfectly proper lady, being a baby machine," Elizabette said with distaste.
"Thank god I died."
Angel
"Well done, Angelus."
Angelus chuckled.
Spike and Vortigern
"Yes, quite," Elizabette agreed.
"You saved me from a perfectly awful fate."
~*~*~*~
Spike licked across Vortigern's stomach with a rumbling purr of satisfaction.
"Mmm."
"Uh huh."
Vortigern closed his eyes.
"We should get dressed."
"Maybe."
Angel
"Mmmm, I'd love to say that's why I turned you, but it's not."
Angelus nodded, looking out the window.
"I turned you for some fun."
Vortigern
"Totally understandable," Elizabette said.
"Most of the debutantes my year were perfectly ghastly."
~*~*~*~
The two lovers dressed slowly, with many kisses and touches before starting back to the mansion. Vortigern ran his hand through his hair and picked out some of the pine needles.
Angel
"Mmm, I noticed."
Angelus chuckled.
"Darla wanted me to turn this ugly red head girl... she wouldn't be a threat."
Elizabette
"But you turned me instead," Elizabette said happily.
"How was it, Mr O'Connor? Was it fun, seducing a well brought up, noble virgin?"
Angel
"It was very fun."
Angelus grinned.
"You didn't exactly fight much."
Elizabette
"But you were so dashing!" Elizabette said.
"And Mama thought you were perfectly awful, and oh so common. That just made it more fun. And then, all the other debs were fight to scratch my eyes out because you were the handsomest man to be in London society for a very long time, and you were paying court to me."
She giggled.
"I was a bitch even then."
Angel
"That was a big reason for picking you."
Angelus grinned.
"And Spike approved, which was rare in itself."
Spike and Vortigern
"I feel so flattered," Elizabette said.
"He never likes anyone."
Spike and Vortigern dropped off the blanket at the laundry, then went to their room. As they came near it, Spike started kissing him and sliding his hands down the teen's pants. Vortigern moaned and returned the favour. They nearly fell into the room, as Spike stripped Vortigern's shirt off and threw it haphazardly in the direction of their laundry hamper.
Elizabette giggled softly, and Spike looked up. Vortigern turned red and made a squeak noise.
"Oh, sod."
"Hello, William."
"Well, f*ck."
He saw Angelus.
"And peaches too. Well, that's just too f*cking perfect."
Angel
"Hey Spike, good news!"
Angelus grinned.
"Hey Vort."
Spike and Vortigern
Vortigern covered his face.
"No, there are no people in the room...no way. Not now. Definetly figments of my imagenation...dear god, let it all be in my mind..."
"Look, now you've broken him," Spike said in disgust.
"Could you go out, wait half an hour, then come back?"
"Don't you want to know what the news is, William?" Elizabette said.
"It's Spike now, Lizzy."
"Don't *call* me that!"
"What, too common for yer, Lizzie?"
Angel
"Hey Spike, news travels fast."
Angelus grinned.
"Dru's gone all humany. I'm head of the Order. You know what that means, right?"
Spike and Vortigern
Spike moved warily, putting Vortigern behind him.
"You've lost your soul."
It was a simple statement of fact.
Elizabette smiled.
"Very good, William."
"And it was you, wasn't it?"
"Again, correct."
"Get the hell out of the school and don't come back."
Elizabette smiled, then blew a handful of sparkling dust at him. As soon as it touched his skin, Spike dropped to the ground, mouth open in a silent howl.
"Spike!"
Distraught, Vortigern fell to his knees beside him.
Angel
"Tsk tsk, trying to tell me what to do."
Angelus frowned.
"Was I this pesky with my soul? Because, ugh!"
Spike and Vortigern
"Unpleasantly so," Elizabette said.
Spike looked up, gamefaced and snarling. He barely took notice of Elizabette and Angelus, before he pushed Vortigern to the floor, sliding a knee between the teen's legs and nuzzling his neck, scraping over the senstive skin with his fangs. Vortigern felt a tremour of fear as his lover growled over him.
"He'll...revert is probably the best word, to fledge for a little bit," Elizabette said.
Vortigern's heart beat slightly faster as Spike growled over him possessively, darting amber eyed glances of suspicion at Angelus and Elizabette.
"Mine," he said in a warning growl.
Angel
Angelus put his hands up and chuckled.
"Hey, all yours, mate."
Spike and Vortigern
Spike growled again, then he blinked and shook his head. Vortigern reached up and smoothed his fingers over the brow ridges on Spike's face. The vampire purred, butting at his hand like a giant cat.
"So, he still does that," Elizabette said.
"Often," Vortigern said.
Angel
"Some things never change?" Angelus offered.
"Anyway, now that you're back, Spike, old mate, what say we do some killing?"
Spike and Vortigern
Spike turned his head.
"Yeah, of course, peaches."
He turned back to Vortigern.
"Sod off. The f*ck I'm going anywhere with you."
Elizabette frowned.
"So disrespectful, William..."
Spike leapt to his feet agilely and stalked across to get in her face.
"F*ck you, Lizzie. The *last* f*cking time he was here, he left me in a f*cking *wheelchair* for months. He could have healed me, and he didn't. You've been away, and you know f*ck all, so don't come swanning in thinking it will all be like it was in the 1800's. Because it's not. The f*ck I need a Sire. I'm a master now. Or didn't you hear, in whatever forsaken piece of rock you ran off to?"
Angel
Angelus shrugged.
"Hmmmm, ok then."
He got up and started for the door.
"Well, have fun kids. I'm gonna go find Serafina."
Vortigern and Spike
Vortigern got off the ground slowly as Spike snarled at Elizabette. She petted his head.
"Down, boy."
"F*Ck off, Lizzie and go get dusted."
Angel
Angelus whistled as he left the room, listening for Serafina. He heard her after a few moments, playing with her sister.
Maybe he'd let her stay here for a bit.
Spike and Vortigern
Vortigern watched as the slanging match between Spike and Elizabette escalated, never quite coming to actual blows. Spike snarled at something she said, then kissed her brutally. The human blinked as Elizabette twined her hands around Spike's neck, kissing him back.
"Are we sorted then?"
"Enough. Angelus is another matter."
Spike tilted his head slightly.
"Anyway...let's go hunting."
She turned her head to look at Vortigern.
"And let's take him."
The three left, Vortigern having dragged a different shirt on. Elizabette came up behind Angelus.
"William's going to play nice now."
"It's Spike."
"And his pet is coming with us."
"Mate," Vortigern corrected.
"Oh, look. Puppy's got spine."
Angel
"Leave him alone, Lizpet."
Angelus cocked his head.
"Let's get out of New York."
Spike and Vortigern
"But he's so sweet," Elizabette purred.
Spike raised an eyebrow at her.
"Sod off, Lizzie. He's mine."
"So you say..."
She turned to Angelus.
"Back to LA? Or elsewhere?"
Spike murmured in Vortigern's ear and the teen nodded, then walked off.
Angel
"Elsewhere."
Angelus shrugged.
"Somewhere we haven't been in awhile."
Spike and Vortigern
"Not Prague," Spike said.
Elizabette glanced at him carefully; his expression said not to push it. She didn't. Vortigern reappeared with a satchel bag over one shoulder and one hand formed into a fist, carrying something. He walked over to Elizabette and silently offered her a Gem. Elizabette took it and slid it onto her finger.
"Thank you."
Vortigern shrugged slightly.
"It pissed Dru off."
Elizabette smiled.
"I think we're going to get along just fine."
Angel
Angelus grinned.
"Poor Dru, all human. Maybe I should say, poor Sabre."
Octavian and Vortigern
"Poor Sabre," Vortigern said.
"He's sort of alright, for someone who decided to shack up with Dru on a long term basis. Sorry, Spike, but it's true. She's a loony bitch, and that's really all there is to it. I feel sorry for the kittens. They can't help but be messed up, seeing who their mother is."
"And you would have really thought Sabre's genetic material would hold dominance, seeing as how Dru's dead and not generally reproductive," Octavian inserted smoothly as he came up behind them.
"Are we going to make fun of the Summers clan next? Do, let's."
Vortigern smiled slightly.
"You're pissed at Dawn again."
"No, actually, this would be the Summers baby. God, I really hate that kid. Don't get me wrong, most kids are fine, but Joyce? Real little bitch. Reminds me of her mother."
Spike snorted.
"It's Jean. Need we say more?"
"Quite," Octavian said dryly.
"Oh, I'm so sorry. I should introduce myself. Octavian Edgerton- Smythe."
He bowed slightly to Elizabette and her eyes lit up.
"We're related, I think. Rather distantly. Elizabette Dashwood."
"Of course," Octavian said.
"This would be of the Hellfire Club Dashwoods? A cousin married somewhere into the line in the...1700's..."
"Yes, my grandmother actually."
Octavian processed this, then smiled.
"So, you're *that* Elizabette Dashwood."
"How's Dem?" Vortigern asked worriedly.
"Bawling her eyes out and swearing bloody vengeance," Octavian said.
He cracked his knuckles slightly.
"Gambit may experience some delays in accessing accounts today. A little virus I cooked up."
"Serves him bloody well right," Vortigern said with satisfaction.
"Can you find his address? I say we should go around and beat the everliving shit out of his cheating ass."
Angel
Angelus looked around, whistling to himself.
"You could go do that now actually. Until we decide where we're going, we're free."
Octavian
"Probably not so interesting to you, sorry," Octavian said.
"Blood being spilt is usually of interest..." Elizabette said.
Angel and Rebekah
"Yeah, don't know, don't really care."
Angelus licked his lips and eyed Rebekah as she walked past.
"Hey Tav, Spike, Vort, Angel and... I'm sorry," Rebekah apologised. "I don't believe we've met."
Spike and Vortigern
"Elizabette," the vampiress introduced herself.
She watched Angelus's wandering eye with a certain cool interest. Not likely that *she* would be a threat.
Maybe she could lose Elana in New York...there were Slayers here. Elizabette started to scheme.
Vortigern glanced at her, interest lightening his eyes.
"If you're going to do that, we can go Bronzing."
"Why don't we go to a nightclub?" ELizabette proposed.
"Yeah, go Bronze it," Spike said.
Rebekah and Angel
Rebekah nodded and smiled.
"Well, nice to meet you."
She started to leave, and Angelus cocked his head, checking out her ass as she left.
"Mmmm, nice. Hey, Bronze?" Angelus grinned. "Anya runs that... mmmm."
Spike
"Feel up to a massacre?" Spike said.
"And just enough Slayers to make it interesting."
"Not that stakes actually pose that much of a problem," ELizabette noted.
"Yeah, but killing sheep is not as much fun as hunting the big game, ducks," Spike drawled.
"That's your particular hunting trophy, not mine," Elizabette said.
"They're just as fun to bed though," Spike answered.
Angel
"Sounds good."
Angelus let his hand slide down to Elizabette's butt and he squeezed it hard.
"Mmmm, speaking of bedding Slayers, where's Faithy?"
Spike and Vortigern
Elizabette smiled happily and wriggled slightly.
"Tulsa?" Spike said.
"Engaged now."
He grinned.
"Doesn't mean we can't have fun."
"Hmm?"
Vortigern arched an eyebrow, then smiled as he read Spike's thoughts.
"That could be good...anyway, Bronze? Sun's mostly down."
Angel
Angelus chuckled.
"She's fun to torture."
He nodded.
"Ok, Bronze."
Spike and Vortigern
The group left, entering the hire car Elizabette had arranged. Heath crossed his arms and stared Spike and Vortigern down. Elana just looked at Elizabette, then glanced away, throughly cowed.
"Yours or his, ducks?" Spike asked.
"The girl's is our Sire's..."
"Not my Sire, pet."
"And Heath is mine," Elizabette continued.
Spike tilted his head slightly.
"Told him to be polite to his elders?"
"He was only turned yesterday, William. Allow him a few days grace."
Angel
"She's boring," Angelus commented. "She might soon get staked."
He looked out the window as they started for the Bronze.
Spike and Heath
Elizabette smiled slightly, twining her hand through Heath's hair.
"Heath grew up on a Hellmouth, best friends with a Slayer."
"Bitch," Heath hissed.
"I could have died. For real."
"Well, fun," Spike said.
"Turning Slayer's friends always hits hardest."
Angel
"You know what would be fun?"
Angelus grinned.
"Turning a Slayer. What a challenge."
Spike and Vortigern
"I don't think it's ever happened," Elizabette said slowly.
"Would it even work?"
"Well, we have a whole house to play with," Spike said.
He threw his arm around Vortigern and cuddled him close, hand sliding down the teen's pants. Vortigen hissed in a breath.
"I'm sure we can repeat the experiment as needed."
Angel
Angelus hopped out of the car when they stopped outside The Bronze. He waited for the others, eyeing everyone who was walking inside the club, sniffing the air appreciatively.
Spike
Spike sauntered up to the head of the line, ignoring the rope.
"Cooee, mate."
The demon bouncer on the door turned his head, then opened the rope to let Spike and the party go through. Spike shrugged slightly at Elizabette's look.
"Demon girl likes me. She's a bad judge of character. She was engaged to Xander Harris, for god's sake!"
Angel and Kennedy
Angelus walked in and immediately spotted Kennedy. He walked over to her, putting a hand on his waist. She was suffiently inexperienced enough to not quite realise he wasn't suffering the affects of a soul.
"Care for a dance, Kennedy?"
"Hey Angel! Sure."
He led her onto the dance floor, dancing very close to her.
Spike, Vortigern and Andrew
Elizabette started to dance with Heath. It would have been considered illegal in some countries. Spike went over to one of the other Slayers, chatted her up and led her on the dancefloor.
Not trusting Elana in the slightest, Vortigern headed over to the bar to get a drink. He spotted Andrew and waved.
"Hey, Andrew. Oz, Devon."
He slid into a seat, ordering a soft drink.
"Heeeeya, Vort," Devon said.
"How's it hangin'?"
"S'all good, mate. How's life?"
"Fine," Andrew said.
Angel
"He's high, ignore him," Oz advised Vort. "Well, he's always high, but you know..."
Angelus whispered in Kennedy's ear and somehow persuaded her to go out the back.
Vortigern and Andrew
"More so then usual?" Vortigern said dryly.
"Hey, I resent that," Devon said.
"Yo mean, you resemble that," Andrew said.
"Dude, lighten up. Get high, get laid, something. Speaking of getting laid, where's Tavvie?"
Vortigern smiled slightly.
"At the mansion."
Elizabette noted Angelus's departure, thoughtfully.
Angel and Anya
Anya walked over and leant on Andrew's shoulder, coughing into her hand.
"Still sick, Anya?" Oz asked.
"Someone stinking up the house with smoke isn't exactly helping," Anya said, shooting a pointed look at Devon.
Angelus kissed Kennedy softly, pushing her up against a wall. He slid a hand under her skirt and rubbed at her, then licked over her neck and bit in, holding her tightly and not giving her the chance to escape.
Andrew and Vortigern
Devon looked defensive.
"Hey, it's not just me."
"Of course not, Devon," Andrew said.
"I think we're all aware Oz helps."
Elizabette slipped out the back and Heath started to move through the crowd.
"Enough of that, who's dark and handsome with a body to die for?" Devon asked, looking out over the dancefloor.
Vortigern glanced over.
"That? That's Heath."
Angel and Kennedy
Oz shrugged.
"Not as much as you, Dev."
Angelus cut across his arm and held it to her lips. Kennedy drank greedily, then sank to the floor.
He looked at her and grinned.
"Ah, and Slayer's were meant to be strong."
He slung her over his shoulder.
Vortigern
"Also true," Devon admitted.
"Hey, where did Kennedy go?"
Vortigern shrugged slightly.
"Didn't see her at all, to be honest."
He knew exactly where she was, and didn't care.
Elizabette clapped.
"Another first, Angelus. First to get a Slayer to give you her virginity willingly, and first to turn a Slayer."
Angel
"Mmm, can I leave her in the car?"
Angelus grinned.
"Slayers are so cute when they sleep."
Vortigern and Spike
"I think so," Elizabette said.
"What are we doing afterwards? A grand old fashioned orgy?"
Vortigern downed his drink as Spike coaxed the Slayer off the floor and outside.
"Be right back."
He followed his lover and watched as Spike charmed her, then bit her, draining her roughly.
Angel
"Tempting but no."
Angelus grinned.
"We should probably get out of here after this."
Spike and Vortigern
"God point," Elizabette said.
"Should I organize a plane?"
Spike let the girl's body slip to the ground, before pouncing on Vortigern. The teen let himself be manhandled and moaned as his pants dropped around his ankles and the first finger slid into him.
Angel
"Yeah."
Angelus kissed Elizabette briefly.
"Alright, I'm gonna put her in the car before anyone realises."
With a swish of his coat, he was gone.
Heath
Elizabette got on her cell, ignoring the loud moans and British swearwords.
"Hello? I'd like to arrange a flight..."
Heath slipped out of the club, having successfully hunted and left his prey in the club's bathroom.
Angel
Elana was waiting by the car as Angelus appeared. She looked downcast at the sight of another girl in his arms.
"Elana, sit in the car with her."
Spike
Devon slammed his drink down on the counter.
"Where the f*ck did everyone go?"
Spike appeared out of the darkness, looking satisfied while Vortigern followed him.
"We skipping?"
Angel
"Just get high, Dev," Oz advised. "You're happier."
"Basically," Angelus said. "Don't know where, Lizpet's organising that."
Spike and Andrew
"Away," Elizabette said vaguely.
"Boston, actually. First flight out of here."
"Sounds fine to me," Spike said.
A scream sounded from inside the club.
"Yeah, being high makes me happy," Devon said.
Andrew got up to find out what the scream was.
Angel
"Well, then... shall we away?"
Angelus hopped into the car, cradling Kennedy in his arms slightly.
Angel, Vortigern and Heath
"Oh, my," Andrew said softly.
"Anya, call the morgue."
He checked the girl's necks. Blood trickled from two small wounds on her neck.
"And find some stakes."
Elizabette nodded and they all got into the car. Elizabette ended up sitting on Heath's lap, while Elana sat in the front seat. Vortigern was, as always, on Spike's lap.
The car pulled away from the curb and headed towards the airport.
Anya
Anya went to the office and called the morgue, explaining what had happened then went searching for Kennedy.
They pulled up at the airport shortly.
Devon
"Man, I got a baaaad feeling," Devon said to Oz.
"Kinda Hellmouth-y."
The party moved through security quickly and onto the plane.
Oz and Angel
Oz nodded.
"Maybe we should get home."
Angelus slid into his seat and placed Kennedy next to him, wrapped in his coat, giving her the appearance of a sleeping child.
Andrew
"Yeah, man," Devon agreed.
"I think we're gonna have to close the club early tonight," Andrew sighed to Anya.
Once again, Elana was left looking on and frustrated as the rest of the party sat down.
Anya and Angel
"Yeah."
Anya started to make the arrangements.
Angelus closed his eyes as he leant against the seat.
"Hmm. How long's the flight, Lizpet?"
Spike
"Couple of hours, I think," Elizabette said.
"Something like that," Spike agreed.
"A fair bit of a trip, anyway."
Angel
"Would you like something to drink?" An air hostess said, coming down the aisle.
Angelu's eyes glittered.
"Not right now."
She nodded and went on his way, as he got up and followed her, pulling her into the toilet and proceeded to drain her.
Heath
Heath struck up a conversation with the bored young socialite sitting across from him. Diamonds flashed from her ears as she turned her head.
"I like those earrings. Get them for me, Heath?" Elizabette murmured.
Heath nodded slightly and redoubled his efforts.
Angel and Kennedy
Angelus licked his lips and came back to his seat.
"Mmmm."
He slid into his chair just as Kennedy started to wake up.
"Ah, I should've known you'd be stronger than most. Morning... or evening, Kennedy."
Kennedy's eyes flashed gold and she bowed her head.
"Sire."
"Ah, sweet Childe."
Heath
Heath got up and disappeared with the young girl to the bathroom. He came back soon, depositing the earrings in Elizabette's hand.
"Thank you, Heath."
Elizabette looked at Kennedy carefully.
See, she could be a threat...
Angel and Kennedy
Angelus cut his arm open and let Kennedy feed from him, then chuckled as she relaxed into the seat and closed her eyes, pulling his coat tighter around her body.
He yanwed himself and reclined his seat slightly.
Heath, Spike and Vortigern
Elizabette leaned into Heath, closing her eyes. She was rather tired. Organising, while her forte, really was rather exhausting.
A muffled chuckle came from Spike and Vortigern.
She ignored it.
Angel and Kennedy
Angelus let Kennedy rest on his shoulder as he closed his eyes.
This one would not be harmed.
She would be his greatest triumph.
Elizabette
Elizabette started to tick through the ways she could dipose of Kennedy.
A spell seemed her simplest option. Something that would make the inexperienced fledge fall prey to an accident...nothing showy.
Angel
The plane landed and they all got out, standing around the airport.
"The plan now?" Angelus asked Elizabette.
Elizabette
"She'll need to be fed," ELizabette said, nodding at Kennedy.
"So, hunting it would seem to be."
Angel and Kennedy
"Hmmm, true."
Angelus took his coat from Kennedy and put it on.
"So let's go."
Vortigern and Spike
They left the airport and hired some taxis to take them into town. Elizabette looked around as they got out.
"Has anyone actually been to Boston?"
"Once, very long time ago," Spike said.
"Nice city actually. Good hunting."
He ran his fingers down Vortigern's neck, sliding his fingertips over the faded bite marks. The teen shuddered.
Angel
Angelus shook his head.
"Not lately."
He sniffed again.
"Mmmm."
Spike and Heath
Spike grinned as they started to walk.
"So, Angelus...now you've turned a Slayer, what are you going to do with her?"
Heath ghosted along at Elizabette's side.
Angel
"Mmmm, maybe collapse the system from the inside?"
Angelus grinned.
"Let her go back to Anya and the others..."
Spike
"I like it," Spike murmured.
"But mindgames always were your specialty. I never had time for them."
"You mean, you couldn't concentrate long enough," Elizabette said.
Spike grinned.
"Well, that too. But wasn't it fun to do things my way?"
"If you count getting chased out of the city by a mob, fun," she said cuttingly.
Spike whirled and pressed her up against a building they were passing, hands pinned above her head and knee inserted roughly between her legs.
"For me it was...you just didn't like it cos it cut into your f*ck time..."
He dragged his fangs down her neck, not quite breaking the skin.
Angel
Angelus watched with interest, then concentrated on where they were.
"So where to hunt?"
Vortigern
"Mall over there," Vortigern said, waving a hand.
"But..."
The telepath turned briefly, mind inquiring.
"Drunken frat party that way. Not far."
Angel and Kennedy
"Mmmm, frat party it is for me."
Angelus started in that direction, Kennedy following behind.
Spike
The group arrived as someone got thrown out a window in a shower of broken glass.
"And don't come back, asshole!"
"Yeah, this will be fun," Spike said.
Elizabette made a moue of distaste. Spike chuckled.
"Still playing the lady, Lizzie?"
Angel
"Mmmm, sex again."
Angelus sniffed the air.
"Ah, frat kids, you have to love them."
Spike and Vortigern
They moved into the frat house easily, Spike taking care of the guy on the door. Rather easily, seeing as how the guy was drunk.
R&B music boomed out of some speakers and chattering, drunk or high (or both) young adults wandering around.
"Fun," Spike murmured.
He kissed Vortigern quickly.
"Going hunting, be back, luv."
Spike moved into the crowd, charm already starting to work.
"See, this is why it's so much easier to be a vampire and attractive...everyone's so eager to bed you, you can charm them straight into dying," Elizabette said.
Angel
Angelus led Kennedy through the crowds, scoping out some potential meals.
Vortigern
Vortigern settled on a couch and started to sketch, bored with the party. For some reason, he didn't care that Spike was killing innocent people. He knew he should, but he just didn't.
Angel and Kennedy
"I like that one," Kennedy said to Angelus.
He nodded and sent her off to hunt, then focused on his own target.
Spike and Vortigern
Having fed, Spike returned to Vortigern and took the sktechpad out of his hand and put it back in the bag. Vortigern started to protest but was quickly shut up by Spike's mouth as the vampire pressed him down on the couch.
Elizabette licked her lips as she let the body of her meal fall to the ground. Hmm. Still a bit peckish. She went back inside, stepping over an outflung arm.
Angel
Angelus led the girl out to the garden and pressed her up against a tree. He slid a hand between her legs, then while she was distracted, he vamped out and drank her dry.
"Mmmmm."
Heath, Spike and Vortigern
Heath leaned against a wall, watching Angelus, arms crossed.
"Having fun?"
He slid a cigarette between his lips and inhaled as he lit up.
"Smoke?" he offered.
Elizabette hissed at Elana, sending the girl cowering in another direction. She moved in smoothly and started flirting.
Spike started working at Vortigern's pants, sliding them part way down his hips.
"Ah god!" Vortigern gasped, arching up slightly.
Angel
"Thanks."
Angelus walked over to Heath, licking the blood off his lips.
"How do you like being undead?"
Heath, Spike and Vortigern
Heath shrugged slightly as he gave Angelus a cigarette.
"It's good. Makes me wonder why I fought so hard not to be a vampire."
He drew back on his own cigarette.
"If we go up to London...might drop in on Sophie. She'd be so shocked...easier to take out."
"Ah god, Spike!" Vortigern hissed, pulling Spike down against him.
Angel
Angelus chuckled, lighting up and inhaling as he leant against the wall.
"Mmm, and it only really gets better."
He grinned.
"A Vampire Slayer Vampire. It's quite catchy, might become a trend. We'll take a trip to London then. I'm gonna let Kennedy slowly take out the other girls. And then I might track down good old Faithy for a little fun."
Heath
"And then what will the PTB do?" Heath said.
"All their warriors of light falling into shadow. Ironic poetry, really."
Angel
"Mmm, probably collapse."
Angelus grinned.
"Once the Slayers are gone, who then is left to stop the ending of the world?"
Heath
"Sweet," Heath murmured.
"Stopped one of those. Be interesting to start one."
Angel
"Started a few, but those damn pesky Slayers always got in the way," Angelus said.
He took another drag of his cigarette.
"How is it, belonging to Lizpet?"
Heath
Heath smiled slowly.
"Pretty good."
Angel
"Mmm, it's always fun having your own Childer."
Angelus grinned.
"Elizabette can get a bit clingy sometimes though."
Heath
Heath grinned briefly.
"Oh yeah, she's real hung up on you."
He smoked quietly for a moment.
"But I'm cool with it."
Angel
"Mmmm, I need space from her."
Angelus shrugged.
"Sometimes too much. I like being on my own at times."
Heath
Heath tilted his head slightly.
"I'm all for it. It means she has more time for me."
Angel
"So, how do we work this? I have a feeling she's wanting to get rid of Kennedy, already."
Angelus frowned.
"And I don't want that."
Heath
"Give her something to do," Heath said.
"You do know she's like a mega witch, right?"
Angel
"Yeah."
Angelus shrugged.
"She was dabbling when I first turned her... didn't see much of her after that."
Heath
"Yeah, heard about the why of that often."
Heath flicked his cigarette from his fingers and ground it out with the toe of his boot.
"Well, you're the leader of this little pack. She'll do whatever, go wherever you ask her to. I'm doing it to keep her happy, but hey. You've probably already figured that by now."
Elizabette
"Mmmm, I might suggest we split up."
Angelus nodded.
"You and Lizpet go to England and get your friend, while Kennedy and I are in New York, tormenting the others, and Spike and Vort can go where they want."
Heath
"Sophie's cute," Heath said.
"And I'm sure that I can manage to keep my position as favoured Childe."
A glow passed over his eyes.
"In fact, I intend to."
Angel
"Rewards are pretty sweet."
Angelus chuckled.
"Anyway, I'm gonna suggest we split up. So, be prepared to have her to yourself."
Heath
"Be glad to," Heath said.
He chuckled briefly.
"Very glad."
Angel
Angelus stubbed his cigarette out on the wall and then gestured to inside.
"I'm gonna go find Kennedy."
Heath, SPike and Vortigern
Heath nodded slightly, then moved out into the darkness.
"Be seeing ya, mate."
Spike dragged Vortigern outside, pressing him up against a wall. Vortigern gasped as the brickwork dug into his shoulders and moaned into Spike's mouth as the vampire kissed him hungrily. Spike looked up for a moment and stared at Angelus, then returned to what he was doing.
Angel
Angelus ignored Spike and Vortigern, then headed back inside.
Elizabette
Elizabette glared at Kennedy.
Damn annoyance.
Angel and Kennedy
Angelus spotted Kennedy and walked over to her.
"Good hunt?"
"Yes," she replied.
"Good. Now, you and I, we're going to destroy the system, how does that sound?"
"Sounds wonderful, Sire."
Angelus looked around and then called Elizabette over.
Elizabette
Elizabette debated whether she should pretend she hadn't seen his signal, then walked over.
"You beckoned, Sire?"
Angel
"I want you and your Childe to go to England."
Angelus nodded.
"Spike and Vort can go off where they want, and Kennedy and I are going to focus on Anya's little group of girls. They don't know I have no soul, and they won't be able to pick up Kennedy's a vampire."
Elizabette
Elizabette blinked.
"Not that I want to question you...but why England?"
Angel
"Heath informed me that he had a Slayer friend in England."
Angelus kissed her forehead.
"So I want you to go with him and make sure that works out."
Elizabette
"I can do that," Elizabette said.
"Where should I contact you when I'm done?"
Angel
"Mmm, I don't know."
Angelus shrugged.
"Kennedy and I are going to take down Anya's perfect little system in New York."
Elizabette
"I'm sure it will travel through the grape vine," Elizabette said.
Inside, she was screaming. But she wasn't going to show it on her face.
Angel
"We'll set up at a hotel, get the number to you. Cell phones, remember."
Angelus nodded.
Elizabette
"Sounds fine," Elizabette said.
"I'll make arrangements...it could take a few nights. Hopping over to the Continent takes a far bit of planning."
Angel
"That's ok."
Angelus shrugged.
"I'll have to send Kennedy back tonight otherwise they'll get suspicious. Actually, I should do that tonight."
Elizabette
"Yes."
Elizabette nodded slightly. She resisted the urge to give Kennedy a venomous glare. She'd only just regained her Sire to lose him again, to a new project. That fledge was dust.
Angel
Angelus pinched Elizabette's butt and grinned.
"Anyway, I'm gonna send Kennedy back."
Elizabette
"So then, what are you doing?" Elizabette said, sliding her hand down his chest.
Angel
"Why, you of course."
Angelus kissed her neck.
"Organise a hotel. And call my cell."
He reached into his coat and handed her an 'AI' card.
"I'll be back soon."
He clicked at Kennedy and they left.
Elizabette
Elizabette smiled, then went to find Heath. She told Spike where the hotel was and then went around and randomly killed people. Heath did much the same.
Angel and Kennedy
Angelus and Kennedy arrived at the airport and booked her on a flight. It wouldn't leave for an hour, so Angelus stayed with her, relayed the plan and then left.
Elizabette
Elizabette reclined in her chair and picked up her cell. She dialled the number on the back of Angel's card. She barely glanced around the room. Elana she hadn't managed to lose or let her be dusted. Heath was rubbing her feet, like a good attentive Childe. And she could hear what Spike and Vortigern were doing.
"Hello, Angelus?"
Angel
"Hey, Lizpet."
Angelus flagged down a cab.
"Where are you?"
Elizabette
Elizabette gave him the address of the hotel and the room number.
"I'll see you when you arrive."
Angel
Angelus relayed the address to the driver and arrived shortly.
He went inside, checked in and went up to the room.
Heath
Heath turned, patience at an end and snarled at Elana.
"You nearly got me f*cking staked, you stupid, stupid bitch. Now quit your f*cking whining and act like a vampire, before I bloody well stake you myself!"
"Play nicely with the other fledge, Heath," Elizabette said, turning over the page of her magazine.
Angel
"I hear arguing."
Angelus stepped into the room.
"Elana, take a walk."
The vampire stood and ran from the room.
Heath
Heath's eyes glowed gold before returning to their normal colour.
"She's stupid, she takes risks and she nearly got me staked."
He paced across the room and threw himself down at Elizabette's feet with an angry growl.
"Hush, Childe," Elizabette said.
She looked up.
"So, is Kennedy all settled to wreak havoc?"
Angel
Angelus sat down in a large armchair.
"She'll make her move when I give her the signal."
Elizabette
"Good."
Elizabette smiled, then looked back down at her magazine. Heath leaned his head against her knee and she petted him absentmindly. Spike walked out of the other room, jeans hanging low down on his hips.
"Back so soon?" he said to Angelus.
Angel
"Be leaving again soon."
Angelus leant back against the chair.
"Soon as everything is sorted."
Elizabette
"And where are you going, William?" Elizabette asked.
"It's *Spike*, Lizzy. I'm not sure. I heard that there's a Hellmouth in Tulsa. Might head there. Set up as a Master again."
Spike lit a cigarette and inhaled thoughtfully.
"Check up on Faith."
Angel
"Ah yes..."
Angelus smiled.
"Dear old Faithy. Wonder how she's holding up."
Spike
"Pity Buffy's dead," Spike said.
"I had a score to settle with her. A few, actually."
He growled softly.
"Bitch."
Angel
"Mmmm, same."
Angelus scoffed.
"Coming back for Dawnie's birthday, what the hell was that about? Oh, Dawnie... where's she these days?"
Spike
"Somewhere with her alien boyfriend," Spike said.
"Otherwise I'd say, hunting season's open on Keys."
Angel
"Damn."
Angelus frowned.
"I'd really like to kill her."
Vortigern and Spike
"We discussed how we could kill her and not end the world," Vortigern said.
"I think we decided drowning would be the most painful."
Spike put his arm around Vortigern's waist and kissed him gently.
Angel
Angelus smiled.
"I like the way he thinks, Spike."
He twiddled his thumbs.
"Well, we can't kill Buffy or Dawnie at the moment... what about the other Summers's?"
Vortigern
Vortigern smiled.
"Mordred wants to kill baby Joyce. Rip her out of Scott or Jean's arms and kill her in front of them."
"Him, you'll like," Spike said.
"He was one of the mutants who killed everyone in that bank and made off with everything in it. And the subway station, that was him and Gwen again."
Angel
"Ah, young electro Gwen."
Angelus smiled and licked his lips.
"Love to taste her blood."
Vortigern and Spike
Vortigern tensed slightly.
"You kill her, and I *will* find a way to dust you."
Spike tightened his hand warningly on Vortigern's waist.
"Pet..."
"Spike," Vortigern growled.
Angel
"Not kill her."
Angelus shrugged.
"Just taste her... of course, she might do that heart thing again."
Spike
"Bloody uncomfortable," Spike said, one hand going to his chest.
"Pardon?" Elizabette said, looking up again.
"She sparks you, and your heart starts. Bloody weird feeling."
Angel
"Bit of a shock at first."
Angelus paused.
"No pun intended. But then any excuse to kiss her, really..."
Vortigern and Spike
"Hmm," Elizabette said non-commitedly.
"Mordred will kill you," Vortigern said.
"Very protective, is my twin."
"Not half right," Spike agreed.
"And he'd find a way to make it hurt, too. He could almst be a vampire already, except he's still breathing."
"Since that whole thing..."
Vortigern shrugged slightly.
"Getting in touch with his inner wolf. Often in a bloody and violent fashion."
Angel
"Mmmm."
Angelus leaned back in his chair thoughtfully.
"Could make things interesting... but I'm really only interesting in siring Faithy. That would be fun."
Spike
"She dances well," Spike said.
"Sparred with her a lot."
"Dances?" Elizabette said, raising an eyebrow.
"Everything's a dance, Elizabette."
Spike smiled slightly.
"What Angelus wants is her last number. Faith, she's a very good dancer. It could be his last instead. But that what makes Slayer hunting fun."
Angel
"Mmmm, she's the kind of girl you could really..."
Angelus thought.
"Not love. Not hate. Maybe... just really f*ck."
Spike and Heath
"Yeah, Faith's like that," Spike said.
"Quite," Elizabette agreed.
Heath nodded slightly.
Angel
"Hmmm, I'll give her a call later."
Angelus put his feet up on the table.
"So, when are we all disbanding?"
Spike
"I've managed to arrange a flight for myself and Heath in four days," Elizabette said.
"We'll be leaving then."
Spike shrugged.
"No idea, peaches."
Angel
"Hmm, well I don't know how long Kennedy can keep her cover. Especially since it'll be slightly obvious when she can't go out during the day."
Angelus nodded.
"Right, well I'll go in tomorrow. Go to Tulsa first, see how Faith is, then bring her back to New York with me."
Spike
"I wonder where some other Hellmouths are," Spike mused.
He walked over to a chair and sat down on it, pulling Vortigern down into his lap.
"Because Tulsa's pretty far from anything interesting. Least Sunnydale was only a few hours drive from LA."
Angel
"Think there's one... in Cleveland."
Angelus shrugged.
"At any rate, you'll be able to sense one."
Spike
"That's true. Mmm...need a car."
Spike kissed Vortigern's neck.
"The DeSoto was good, but it died on me a while back."
Angel
"Eh, just kill someone for their's. I'll need one too... I doubt Cordy or Wes is gonna let me stroll back in for mine."
Angelus got up.
"Well, I'm going to get my stuff organised."
Heath, Spike and Vortigern
"Yeah."
Spike and Vortigern got up and went into their room.
Elizabette read her magazine for a bit longer, then went into her room. Heath followed her, hands in his pockets.