Hostage, part 18
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thatotherpervok, I've got like a stomach bug or something, so this hasn't really been properly edited, but I wanted to post the next part since...evol cliffhanger.
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Title: Hostage
Author: Mel (thatotherperv)
Pairing: Angelus/Dawn/evil!Spike
Rating: NC-17
Summary: When Angelus and Spike come to Sunnydale to kill the slayer, they find more interesting prey.
Warnings: um, lots. not all of which I'm willing to specify. for starters, these guys are evil and soulless, and will behave as such the whole way through. even after they're soft on Dawn, they do some pretty unconscionable things to her. elements of non-con. Daddykink. and Dawn is 17, so where I live that's legal but *shrugs*. very politically incorrect in places, but if it comforts you, it's more of a demon/human thing than a male/female thing ;)
Disclaimer: not mine, but ain't they pretty?
A/N: how is this fic AU? Angelus never got a soul, so the boys were never separated. Darla and Dru wandered off at some point, possibly in 1894 when the Immortal was such a hot stud ;) Dawn is only 3 years younger than Buffy, so she's 17 in this fic.
previous parts are here
Previously:
Someone was crying, voice hoarse but still lifted to scream, and she could imagine that they would keep screaming until their throat bled raw.
Her heart froze.
There was really nothing to separate it from the thousand other times she had heard their desperate victims crying out for help.
Except this time, she recognized the voice.
Part 18
It took her a while to figure out how to turn the lights on in the basement. Apparently they left people in the dark down here, and Dawn couldn’t decide if that was incredibly cruel, or one small mercy.
Watery light filtered from the door above, and she groped for the chain to the bare bulb.
The girl was hardly recognizable, tethered to a support beam, wrists raw from rope-burn. When the light snapped on, she flinched and cried out—having gone silent the moment Dawn opened the basement door.
Her clothing was in disarray. The wounds dappling her neck were crusted with blood, and a few were open, seeping.
Bile rose in Dawn’s throat.
“Janice….” She tried not to sob at the word. Janice’s eyes were dull, but she focused on Dawn and croaked out her name as she untied her wrists. Dawn’s hands were shaking.
“Dawn…. How did you find me? I thought you were dead....”
Dawn’s mind was racing. They needed to get out of here, fast. “Janice, listen to me. You have to do what I say, ok?”
She wasn't sure if she understood, but Janice couldn’t walk on her own. Couldn’t even stand on her own, she was so weak with blood loss. Oh god. She was going to have to carry her out. It wasn't like she could stay, if they found out what she’d done. She wanted to cry. How could she let herself forget this was what they did? What they were.
Dawn hauled Janice to the top of the basement stairs and left her on the landing while she looked around. Not a sound. Thank god, they were probably asleep. If they got out of here quickly, she could get beyond the range of the collar….
“Janice. You with me?” Barely. She was barely conscious. “We have to leave as quickly as possible, but we have to be quiet until we get out of the house.”
Janice nodded listlessly.
There was no adrenaline surge propping Janice up. She was practically dead weight. Dawn realized sickly that they must have fed from her just before they…. Just before. Her stomach rolled, and she swallowed back the wave of acidic panic.
She managed to get them past the kitchen, through the living room and almost to the back entry before it all went to hell.
Their labored breathing covered the footfalls on the stairs. “Hey, pigeon, what’s taking so long? We got you those—”
Spike stepped into the living room naked, and everybody froze. He looked stunned for a moment, taking in the situation. They didn’t take their eyes off each other.
The body leaning against hers had stiffened at Spike’s entrance, and it looked like that adrenaline was finally kicking in. She hoped so. “Janice, run now.” She shoved her friend behind her towards the door, holding her ground as she heard her fumbling with the lock….
Dawn didn’t watch her go, because she was too preoccupied with the formidable, if naked, vampire advancing on her quickly. “What the sodding hell—”
It was the worst mistake he could have made, closing in on her to try to intimidate—Dawn drove her knee up hard into his balls, told him she was sorry as he dropped to the ground, and ran like hell.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Fuck. That was going to bruise. Ohhh, bugger.
“ANGELUS!”
Bloody hell, he didn’t think he could get up, but unless he was mistaken…. Spike pulled himself up against the kitchen counter and snagged the remote to Dawn’s collar, hitting the button repeatedly in an effort to delay the girl until Angelus went after her.
Angelus skidded into the kitchen, buttoning his pants. “What?”
“Dawn did a runner with the girl in the basement—”
With a curse, Angelus was out the door.
Five minutes later he was back, carrying two limp bodies.
~*~*~*~*~*~
eeeeeeep!
uh, yeah. the cliffhangers kind of keep coming from here on out.
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vamptasticaTitle: Hostage
Author: Mel (
thatotherperv)Pairing: Angelus/Dawn/evil!Spike
Rating: NC-17
Summary: When Angelus and Spike come to Sunnydale to kill the slayer, they find more interesting prey.
Warnings: um, lots. not all of which I'm willing to specify. for starters, these guys are evil and soulless, and will behave as such the whole way through. even after they're soft on Dawn, they do some pretty unconscionable things to her. elements of non-con. Daddykink. and Dawn is 17, so where I live that's legal but *shrugs*. very politically incorrect in places, but if it comforts you, it's more of a demon/human thing than a male/female thing ;)
Disclaimer: not mine, but ain't they pretty?
A/N: how is this fic AU? Angelus never got a soul, so the boys were never separated. Darla and Dru wandered off at some point, possibly in 1894 when the Immortal was such a hot stud ;) Dawn is only 3 years younger than Buffy, so she's 17 in this fic.
previous parts are here
Previously:
Someone was crying, voice hoarse but still lifted to scream, and she could imagine that they would keep screaming until their throat bled raw.
Her heart froze.
There was really nothing to separate it from the thousand other times she had heard their desperate victims crying out for help.
Except this time, she recognized the voice.
Part 18
It took her a while to figure out how to turn the lights on in the basement. Apparently they left people in the dark down here, and Dawn couldn’t decide if that was incredibly cruel, or one small mercy.
Watery light filtered from the door above, and she groped for the chain to the bare bulb.
The girl was hardly recognizable, tethered to a support beam, wrists raw from rope-burn. When the light snapped on, she flinched and cried out—having gone silent the moment Dawn opened the basement door.
Her clothing was in disarray. The wounds dappling her neck were crusted with blood, and a few were open, seeping.
Bile rose in Dawn’s throat.
“Janice….” She tried not to sob at the word. Janice’s eyes were dull, but she focused on Dawn and croaked out her name as she untied her wrists. Dawn’s hands were shaking.
“Dawn…. How did you find me? I thought you were dead....”
Dawn’s mind was racing. They needed to get out of here, fast. “Janice, listen to me. You have to do what I say, ok?”
She wasn't sure if she understood, but Janice couldn’t walk on her own. Couldn’t even stand on her own, she was so weak with blood loss. Oh god. She was going to have to carry her out. It wasn't like she could stay, if they found out what she’d done. She wanted to cry. How could she let herself forget this was what they did? What they were.
Dawn hauled Janice to the top of the basement stairs and left her on the landing while she looked around. Not a sound. Thank god, they were probably asleep. If they got out of here quickly, she could get beyond the range of the collar….
“Janice. You with me?” Barely. She was barely conscious. “We have to leave as quickly as possible, but we have to be quiet until we get out of the house.”
Janice nodded listlessly.
There was no adrenaline surge propping Janice up. She was practically dead weight. Dawn realized sickly that they must have fed from her just before they…. Just before. Her stomach rolled, and she swallowed back the wave of acidic panic.
She managed to get them past the kitchen, through the living room and almost to the back entry before it all went to hell.
Their labored breathing covered the footfalls on the stairs. “Hey, pigeon, what’s taking so long? We got you those—”
Spike stepped into the living room naked, and everybody froze. He looked stunned for a moment, taking in the situation. They didn’t take their eyes off each other.
The body leaning against hers had stiffened at Spike’s entrance, and it looked like that adrenaline was finally kicking in. She hoped so. “Janice, run now.” She shoved her friend behind her towards the door, holding her ground as she heard her fumbling with the lock….
Dawn didn’t watch her go, because she was too preoccupied with the formidable, if naked, vampire advancing on her quickly. “What the sodding hell—”
It was the worst mistake he could have made, closing in on her to try to intimidate—Dawn drove her knee up hard into his balls, told him she was sorry as he dropped to the ground, and ran like hell.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Fuck. That was going to bruise. Ohhh, bugger.
“ANGELUS!”
Bloody hell, he didn’t think he could get up, but unless he was mistaken…. Spike pulled himself up against the kitchen counter and snagged the remote to Dawn’s collar, hitting the button repeatedly in an effort to delay the girl until Angelus went after her.
Angelus skidded into the kitchen, buttoning his pants. “What?”
“Dawn did a runner with the girl in the basement—”
With a curse, Angelus was out the door.
Five minutes later he was back, carrying two limp bodies.
~*~*~*~*~*~
eeeeeeep!
uh, yeah. the cliffhangers kind of keep coming from here on out.
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Date: 2007-10-01 07:44 pm (UTC)I can't wait to see what happens next.
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Date: 2007-10-01 08:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-10-01 07:45 pm (UTC)Update soon?
<33
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Date: 2007-10-01 08:39 pm (UTC)heehee! *hugs*
soon :)
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Date: 2007-10-01 08:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-10-01 08:41 pm (UTC)And I feel really bad saying this, but I'm glad it was "only" Janice...
*smooch* part of my reasoning here was the boys not realizing that Janice was a friend of Dawn's. not that that would have necessarily stopped them, but I think they might not have taken her.
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Date: 2007-10-01 08:45 pm (UTC)Good one with picking Janice as the mystery screamer. Didn't see that one comming. Thought it'd be a Scooie or something.
And she thought Dawn was dead?! Now I really want to know what Buffy and c/o have been saying about Dawn's disappearance, and they themselves think.
Poor Dawnie... Now what's gonna happen to her. Guess domestic bliss with vamps isn't for the long haul.
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Date: 2007-10-02 03:42 pm (UTC)well, I'd think regardless of what Buffy is telling people (which, I'd imagine telling people Dawn was at their dads would be a better plan), if you disappear in Sunnydale for more than a couple days, I imagine people assume you're dead. not an uncommon occurrance ;)
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Date: 2007-10-01 10:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-10-02 03:43 pm (UTC)I'm glad you like it even though you didn't expect it to be your kind of fare. *hugs* thanks for the compliments to my characterization.
good to see you around again! welcome back
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Date: 2007-10-02 04:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-10-02 04:49 pm (UTC)it's pretty much a given that I'm going to enjoy a story if you've written it
aww, thank you sweetie! that's a great compliment.
another chapter up now, if you like.
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Date: 2007-10-02 03:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-10-02 12:33 am (UTC)and ack! oh man. what's he going to do to her now? *wibble*
i dug how dawn made all of these connections between janice, being there, tied up and food, just before she enjoyed some of the naughtiest sex yet. that's a good link for her to make.
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Date: 2007-10-02 03:45 pm (UTC)we'll seeeeeeeee
yeah, poor thing. knowing that your lovers ate your best friend (in a not-fun way) just before they fucked you (in a really fun way) *pets her*
thanks babe
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Date: 2007-10-02 01:39 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-10-02 03:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-10-02 03:43 am (UTC)That is so mean!
*flounces away*
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Date: 2007-10-02 03:46 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-10-03 03:59 am (UTC)Nuh uh! *pouts*
OMG @ your icon, lmfao.
Oh no... Busted!
Date: 2007-10-02 04:10 am (UTC)Re: Oh no... Busted!
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Date: 2007-10-02 05:24 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2007-10-02 12:16 pm (UTC)It was of course very enjoyable and you are of course evil.
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Date: 2007-10-02 03:51 pm (UTC)It was of course very enjoyable and you are of course evil.
*is delighted*
*takes a bow*
:) thanks babe
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Date: 2007-10-02 09:06 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2007-10-10 05:34 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-10-04 04:11 pm (UTC)This was a vividly detailed, action packed chapter. The weight of Janice and the weight of realizing her lovers are murderers amped up Dawn's palpable tension until it finally exploded with Spike's naked entrance. I love the detail of her apologizing to Spike even as she's trying to make her escape from the murderous fiend.
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Date: 2007-10-10 05:33 pm (UTC)