Title: Choices 20/21
Author: Tori Deathangel
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: W/R
Disclaimer: Joss/Mutant enemy has it all. I just want to play for awhile
Distribution: Take it if you want it

NOTE: A Character death, another character turned

He woke up for the fifth time that night, the sheets were wet of perspiration. Nightmares of what he has done to the inhabitants even though they were demon hurt him. Tiilein had done him over good. Not only did she steal his memories away while he was there, but she stole his humanity as well. Each day was a struggle to keep himself in check. He researched everyday and kept the place dark.

Buffy didn't think anything of it except that he needed to readjust after spending the time he did in that awful place. He still would not speak of it though its been only a few weeks, he only kept himself buried in his books, researching, but not saying what he was looking for. She was somewhat worried, but decided to back off and give him some time. For a pleasant change herself and the Scoobies went to the Bronze while the kids stayed at their friends houses, but they were minus one from the group. Anya had to work late since receiving a late shipment, which really miffed her.

Giles reached up for another volume and felt pain. He dropped the book he was holding and doubled over, spasms shook him and it felt as though his insides were on fire. He writhed in agony fighting the demon within until it finally stopped. He got up and walked out into the night.

The bell that hung over the door rang and Anya's attention focused on the rude customer who didn't see the closed sign. "I'm sorry, but…" Swift as lightning she felt sharp pains at the base of her neck and she felt life ooze from her. She slumped to the floor unable to flee staring at her attacker while holding her wound. She tried vainly to stay conscious, but death overtook her. She never thought that with all of her life as a demon and now as a mortal that she would die like this.

"Hey, I have to split. Pick up An. Later." After arriving at the Magic shop he honked the horn a few times to let her know that he was there, but she still hasn't came out, so he went in. "Hey An, where are you sweetie?" He tripped and fell. He got his wits about him and looked over to see what he tripped on. "An? Anya?" He slid over to her looking at her glazed over eyes. He searched frantically for a pulse, but it was way too late. He sat weeping cradling his wife's body in his arms.

At the funeral no one could speak, they were at a lost as to which vampire did this, but by god, someone was going to pay!

Willow sat in her apartment thinking of the last few events, of all the turmoil's, struggles, and good times as well, but was shaken from past when she saw Giles in front of her. "Giles! You gave me a start." She stared at his dark green eyes which seemed to go on for an eternity. He stood there not saying a word. "Giles?" Still no response, "Giles? What's wrong?"

Without warning he attacked her. She fought back with her own magic but was struck down every time. She crawled backwards to get away from him, but he kept coming towards her with a Ripper smile. He grabbed her firm and kissed her. She struggled against him, which only excited him more. He worked his kisses downward along the vein on her neck, licking at the soft skin there. This frightened her more then anything now.

Giles pulled back and laughed morphing into game face, "Come and play Red. Now you'll be mine." With that he sank down into her flesh tasting her life force and her magic. With what little thought left he forced her to taste of his blood, changing her life as it once was into something a bit more on edge.

She woke feeling hungry. She saw her captors eyes again.

"Hungry?"

She nodded and he shoved her a man he had grabbed while waiting for her to wake. She feed earnestly still staring at him, but now she didn't care what she was doing this had all felt so good. The blood poured freely down her throat, its warmth filling her. She dropped her now dead meal and got up to stretch.

"Feel better?" She shook her head. "No? What is it then?"

"I want to fuck you."

He took her savagely and possessively in his arms tearing at the clothes she was wearing, "You'd look so much better in something a bit more… hhhmmm??" He thought of exactly what he wanted to see her in.

"Hold on I have just the thing." She ran to her closet and snagged the garment that she had to wear when her double Vamp Willow was in town. Now she realized why she held on to the garment, she had always wanted to wear something like this. But never dreamed of doing so.

He stopped her from putting it on just as yet. "Willow want to play?"

She looked at him and without a word, pushed him off balance and he landed on the bed with her pouncing right on top of him. Xander heard the struggle from the door and opened it cautiously to see what was going on. He was not prepared for what he saw. His best friend and the G-man was getting it on. Oddly he stared and watched as it played out until they morphed into game face. He stumbled backwards almost falling and ran leaving the lovers to themselves.

Willow wiggled under his ministrations, her heat building. They nipped and sucked on one another leaving bloody gashes all over their bodies. Ripper rammed his rigid cock hard into her, mauling her breasts and letting his cold seed loose inside her, upon feeling this, she came flooding all over him. He tried to pull away, but she wouldn't hear of it. She held him against her.

"More." Such raw untamed feeling flowed through that he himself could not reject a woman who has just as much stamina as himself.

"You saw who doing what?!"

"I know it sounds crazy Buffy, but you have to believe me. Giles and Willow are both vampires."

Buffy thought for a moment, she didn't want to believe him, but it would explain Rupert's erratic behavior of late. She saw the look of hurt on his face. She decided that it would be a good idea to get the kids to safety until she knows for a fact and dealt with it. She asked Xander to pick them up and go to Angel's where she would meet up with them there.

A Slayer's work is never done.

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