SERIES : the Twisted Fate Series
PAIRING : Kathryn/Angelus
RATING : NC17 (torture
bondage, kidnapping and rape)
SPOILERS : Just the end of Cruel
Intentions.
DISCLAIMER : I do not own
these characters.
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5
He looked at the boy, he was coughing blood from his mouth as
his ass bled. “Just tell me where she is and I’ll let you crawl out of here
back to him.”
“FUCK YOU.”
“No boy, that’s what I’ve been doing to you. Now just tell me.”
“He’ll kill me.”
“And I won’t?” He took a vile of holy water and a eyedropper.
“NOOOOO!”
“Tell me.” He took a drop
and put it on the boys skin. “I wonder how this would feel on the eye.
Probably hurt like hell, I’d imagine. Let’s see.”
“Please no... have mercy.”
“Is he having mercy on her? I don’t think so. You could have
stopped this. This is torture with purpose, he’s hurting her for fun. NOW TELL
ME WHERE SHE IS!” He lifted the dropper above his eye.
“Please no... he’ll kill me.”
“He’s gonna be very dead tonight, so it doesn’t matter. Tell me
and I’ll let you see another night. Tell me and I won’t order your death
tomorrow when I’m in charge.”
“His house in Beverly Hills. That’s where she was when you
grabbed me, now please let me go.”
“I’ll let you go when I see her alive in my arms.”
“Why do you care? She’s just a mortal.”
“But she’s MY mortal!” He dropped a little in his eye and he
screamed. “Let’s go boys.” Jacob was in the elevator on their way out. “Talk to
me Jacob.”
“Seventy-five percent vampire support as we can tell.”
“That’s all I need. That and this.” He glanced down at the ring
and smiled.
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He banged the door down as they moved throughout the house.
“FUCK!” He heard and he followed the voice from the phone. He came into a huge
living room and found Lucifer.
“THAT’S RIGHT BOY! SCOURGE OF EUROPE IS MOVING IN!” The man was shaking. “Where is she?”
“How’d you find me?”
“Your little boy. NOW WHERE IS SHE? MY PATIENCE IS WEARING THIN!
KATHRYN? FIND HER!” He bellowed at Jacob and the other minions. Angelus
approached Lucifer. “I’ve made no move for forty years and you do this? That
was just stupid, picking a fight with me, don’t you know I always win? I’m
Angelus, second generation to the Master. How dare you assume you can own me?
You’re creative, but not quite enough. See the big flaw in your plan was that
she’s not just a whore, she’s my lover, soon to be my mate. And THAT was a big
mistake.” He advanced quickly on the other vampire. He took a stake out of his
pocket and tossed it to him. “I’m going to give you one chance before I kill
you nice and slow.” The other vampire didn’t miss a beat and threw the stake at
him. It landed right on the money and it stung. He pulled the stake out and
stuck it back in his pocket.
“WHAT THE FUCK?”
“Oh right, ever heard of the Gem of Amara Lucifer?”
“Shit.”
“That’s right boy. You’re mine.” Three large demons grabbed him
from behind. “Take him to Jacob, I’ve given him instructions. KATHRYN!” He
called.
“Sire! Up there, a door is locked pretty tight. Otherwise there
is no one else in the house except minions and fledglings.”
He ran up and crashed through the door to find her naked chain
to the bed, severely bruised and beaten. “Kathryn!” He rushed over to her.
“Kat!”
She heard her name and struggled to open her eyes. The light was
harsh and her black eye hurt to open. “Kat?” She heard him! His voice! Was it
real?
“Angel?”
“It’s me baby, I’m so sorry I took so long.” He took off his
duster and unchained her quickly. He wrapped her in his coat gently.
“Everything’s gonna be okay now. I’m gonna take care of you. I won’t leave you
again. I’m so sorry.”
He thought back to what she had said and he whispered in her
ear, “I love you Kathryn.”
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6
Jacob opened the door to the penthouse. Angelus hadn’t let go of
her since he’d found her. He carried her into the bathroom. He sat her down on
the counter and went to talk with Jacob. “Sire, how should we dispose of
Lucifer?”
“Do as I asked, I’ll deal with him later and Jacob?”
“Sire?”
“It wasn’t your fault. Begin with Lucifer, I’ll be there when I
can.”
“As you wish. If you need anything, call me and I’ll send a
fledgling.”
“Okay.” He went back in the bathroom and closed the door behind
him. “Kathryn?” She hadn’t so much as whimpered on the way home. She hadn’t
even looked at him, except when she’d woken up. He had to look her over. He
drew her a warm bath, knowing soap would only hurt her more. She was beaten,
badly, she’d need ice to keep from swelling and heat to stop the hurting. He’d
make a list later, but for now he had enough stuff. He’d bathe her and then
bandage her and hold her if she’d have him. “Kathryn?” He walked over to the
counter and tried to remove the jacket but she clung to it like a life jacket.
“Kathryn, you need to get washed up, I’ve got a warm bath here for you. You
need to get clean. Please, just nod so I know you’re okay. You are okay aren’t
you?”
He struggled to get the jacket off her, but still she said
nothing as he lifted her gently to the bathtub and placed her in the water. He
took his shirt off and tossed it aside. He took the cloth and ran it over the
cuts and bruises that covered eighty percent of her body. She winced as he did
and the water slowly turned a pale red. He allowed it to drain and filled the
tub again. Still she said nothing. He was beyond concerned, he was scared to
death. He knew humans, she was a strong woman, had she broken? Had torture by a
vampire succeed? He had to find out exactly what happened to her, Lucifer. He’d
bandage her up and let her sleep.
He worked his way down her body and she cried as he ran the
cloth over her vagina. She hadn’t been bare the morning he left, had Lucifer
done that too? He noticed another scar on her thigh, one he hadn’t put there.
Damn bastard had drank from her! He’d die horribly. He finished rubbing her
down and drained the water once again. He took a glass and filled it and
dripped it over her and in her hair. Blood ran out of her hair and down the
drain. It was worse than he could have ever imagine, worse than he’d ever done.
“Kathryn, listen to me, I don’t know what happened, but believe me when I say
he will pay. I’ll see to that. You did nothing wrong and you’re going to be
okay. You have to be.” When she was cleaned off, he picked her up and wrapped
her in a towel. He carried her into his room and placed her on the bed.
He began gently massaging the ointment into the cuts and bruises
on her arms and torso. he covered them as he found them, hoping it didn’t hurt.
Her nipples were raw and she gasped as he rubbed ointment onto them as well. He
could see her bite back the tears. He stopped quickly and put some on the cuts
on her face as well. He’d look for an ice pack for her eye. He didn’t want to
touch her anymore, but he had to see what kind of damage she had internally.
“Kathryn love, listen to me, I have to check you inside to make sure you’re not
bleeding. I’m not going to hurt you, I just wanna make sure you’re okay.” He
placed his hands on her thighs and pulled them gently apart. Her pulse
quickened. He spread her and she cried, he heard her whimpering. “I’m not going
to hurt you Kathryn. I love you.” He whispered. “I’m sorry I have to do this.”
If it were possible she was worse internally, sore, torn and bruised. She had
bleed from some deep cuts. Bastard! He’d pay for this.
“Kathryn, I have to put some ointment on these cuts so you don’t
get infected.” He put a little on his finger and slipped it inside gently.
“No.” She whimpered. “Please don’t.” She begged.
“I’m almost done. I’m not going to hurt you. I love you.” He
tried to be reassuring, but it was to no avail. He stopped and she quickly
closed her legs. He finished bandaging her legs and sat on the edge of the bed.
“I want you to sleep my love. Sleep as much as you need to, I’ll be here when
you wake up.” Her eyes were closing slowly, but she struggled to keep them
open, as if fighting the memories, whatever they were.
“When I was sick as a child, my mother would sing me a song and
it always made me feel better. I don’t know what your mom sang, if anything,
but...” she grabbed his hand and pulled it to her. He laid down next to her and
his hand rested in hers on her stomach.
“Sing it to me.” She whispered softly. And he did. How could he
not?
//On the day you were
born, said your mother said she
I’ve an elegant leg a
see you waitin’ for ye
‘Tis a rhyme for yer
live and a song for yer heart
To sing it whenever the
world falls apart
Look, look, look to the
rainbow
Follow it over the hills
and seas
Look, look, look to the
rainbow
Follow the fellow who
follows his dreams
Twas a song you were
given to bequeath to a child
And the lure of the song
keeps me head runnin’ wild
‘Tis a rhyme for me live
and a song for me heart
To sing it whenever the
world falls apart
Look, look, look to the
rainbow
Follow it over the hills
and seas
Look, look, look to the
rainbow
Follow the fellow who
follows his dreams
So I bundled me heart
and I roam the world free
To the east with the
lark, to the west with the sea
And I searched all the
Earth and I scend all the sky
But found it at last in
me own true loves eyes
Look, look, look to the
rainbow
Follow it over the hills
and seas
Look, look, look to the
rainbow
Follow the fellow who
follows his dreams
Follow the fellow,
follow the fellow
Follow the fellow who
follows his dreams//
He looked down, smiling at the memory and the mere fact that he
remembered after two hundred and fifty some odd years. She was fast asleep and
he crept out of the bed. He had matters to attend to.
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7
“So what then?” He growled at the bleeding excuse for a demon.
“I fucked her with it.” Angelus cringed. He’d done some bad
shit, but Lucifer was sick. “And she was thrashing around begging for more.
You’ve got yourself one great WHORE.” Angelus grabbed another poker from the
hot coals and slammed it through the vampire’s balls. He screamed and growled,
thrashing around in pain, which only made it worse.
“Oh here, let me make that better.” He grabbed the cup of holy
water and threw it on the wound as it burned the skin. “How I love to hear you
scream.”
“Not as much as I loved listening to her. Believe me when I say
her tight little pussy can take a lot more than it looks like it could. I’m
sure you’ll find out soon enough.”
“You just can’t get enough, can you? How about we wash your
mouth out?” He grabbed another cup of water and his minions pried the vampire’s
mouth opened as he poured some liquid down and watched the smoke escape his
mouth. “Not screaming now, are you?”
Just then the door opened. “Sire? She appears to be waking up.”
“Okay, give him a break. Can’t have him dying before we get to
the big finish, can we?” He closed the door behind him. “How are the
arrangements?”
“Coming along. We’ve put the word out that Lucifer will be dead
within twenty-four hours and anyone who wants to challenge you, to step on up.
No one has yet.”
“Let me know. And don’t let the information about the ring get
out.”
“Of course not Sire.”
“And get me a doctor, preferably a female to check her out.”
“I called Rose and she said she’d take care of her.”
“Good.”
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She slowly came to, feeling the throbbing of her body, the
remnants of what she hoped had been a bad dream. Sadly it had been reality. She
remembered being carried home and the bath. She remembered that voice, singing
her to sleep. His voice. The voice of a vampire, the same kind who’d... she
couldn’t even think about it. She’d slept it, she’d dreamt it, she’d lived it.
She tried moving but couldn’t, mentally or physically. She heard the door open
and she tensed up. Had it all been a dream? She was laying naked, that she was
sure of. She braced herself for the pain of the past couple days.
“Kathryn?” She heard the voice. His voice. Angelus. “Kathryn,
are you awake?” She felt something cold against her eye. “It’s an ice pack,
it’ll make the swelling go down, I think. Listen, a doctor is going to come by
to look you over. She’ll be here shortly.”
“I can’t.”
“Can’t what Kathryn?”
“Can’t have someone touch me like that.”
“Kathryn, we have to make sure you’re okay. I’m no doctor, but
I’ve... I know what happened and you need to be examined. There could be
permanent damage if it’s not looked at.”
“I can’t. Please...” she cried.
“It’s okay baby, don’t worry about it, it’ll be okay.”
“I can’t see you, where are you?”
“I’m right here.” He sat down and took her hand. “I’m right
here.”
“I’m sorry. Can you forgive me?”
“For what Kathryn? You did nothing wrong.”
“I went to the Rave. I was wearing that dress an...”
“This has nothing to do with that dress or you, this was about a
vampire picking a fight with the wrong vampire and taking it out on his
girlfriend. This was not your fault and you have nothing to apologize for.”
She smiled weakly, “I thought you said you weren’t a passionate
man.”
“I’m usually not, but you make me weak.” He ran his fingers
lightly over her cheek. “It that okay? Can I touch you there?”
“It hurts, everything hurts.”
“I know. I’m sorry I left you here. I should have stayed, or
taken you with me.”
“Shh.” She put her finger to his lip and he kissed it gently.
She winced as she lowered her arm.
“Are you hungry? Did he feed you? Do you want something to eat?”
“If I ate I’d probably puke it back up. My stomach’s been empty
so long.”
“Okay, I’m gonna bring you some juice so at least you’ll have
something, some sugar.”
He went to stand up but she caught his hand. “Please don’t go.”
“Okay. JACOB!”
The door cracked open. “Yes Sire?”
“Is Rose here with the doctor yet?”
“Soon Sire.”
“Fetch the apple juice from the fridge and a glass.”
“Right away Sire.” Jacob returned quickly, careful not to look
at her. “Here you are.”
“Very good, now go give our prisoner another drink of water. Not
too much though, he’ll need to speak soon enough.”
“As you wish Sire.”
“Here, drink.” He held it to her lips and lifted her head. She
drank some and started coughing. “You okay?”
“Yeah, just a gag reflex I guess. Figures, I can suck-” she
started crying and he just held her hand, not wanting to hold her and cause her
more pain.
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8
The doctor opened the door again and walked out. “I gave her a
mild sedative but she should really be in a hospital.”
“That’s not a possibility.”
“Very well, I also gave her some blood, she lost quite a bit.
The wounds look clean, not infected. I’ve left a bunch of ointment, it’s better
than what you have, and doesn’t hurt when massaged into the skin. To avoid
scaring, keep the wounds moist with the ointment, massage it in every three to
four hours and keep them covered for a few days with the gauze. As far as
internal damage the knife did a lot of injury to her vaginal walls. The cuts
will heal, they should be stitched together, but they will heal on their own.
Again, I’m leaving a special cream for that, the ointment might irritate it.
Also she should bath every ten hours or so, soak in water, if at all possible,
splash some water around. The cream will clean itself out regularly. I’m also
leaving some painkillers but she should be in a hospital. She should be checked
further for damage, it’s possible her uterus was damaged or the cervix. I
should report this rape. This is unethical for me to even be here.”
“And I understand that. I think you’ll find this envelope more
than covers your troubles.” She opened the envelope of cash.
“Y... yes... I believe it does. Should you need more
assistance...”
“I’ll call, what about food?”
“Juice, soup, liquids for a week or so, until her body heals
enough to process it. Water and perhaps vitamins wouldn’t be a bad idea. I’ll
recommend some.”
“What about mentally?”
“After a severe rape like this one, some patients completely
block the memory out until years later. Her quietness and withdrawal is part of
her body trying to process what happened. Let her sleep as much as she can, her
body needs the rest.”
“Great, thanks.”
“She’ll be up in another twenty minutes or so. I gave her enough
to let her sleep while I examined her, it’s less traumatic that way. She
shouldn’t remember anything except the IV.”
“Good. I’ll be in touch.”
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“Sleep well little Kathryn.”
“I’ll try.”
“I’ll be here when you wake up.”
“Kay.” She closed her eyes as the drugs took effect and he left
the room. He snuck down the hallway and opened the door to see Lucifer hanging
his head in pain.
“Didn’t think I could make blinding torment and torture last
this long, did you? I’m a master at it, I learned from the best.” He lit a
match. “Care to see how long it takes to burst into flames?”
“Fuck you.”
“Okay.” He dropped the match on his dick and it caught on fire
around the formerly scalding hot poker. “Oh, sorry.” He yanked the poker out
and the vampire screamed. “Let me put that out.” He took the garlic-laced holy
water and threw it on him. Screams echoed through the room. “Music to my ears.
Now let me tell you, I have a friend of yours. Boys?”
Two minions dragged Ralph in. “SIRE!” He called as he tried to
help the man.
“Ralph? YOU FAILED ME!” He tried to get up but was chained down.
“See boy? He’d tan your hide if he could. What’s it gonna be
huh? Claim your loyalty to me or burn with your creator?”
“Ralph, you owe him nothing, spit in his face and accept your
death like a demon.”
“Like you?”
“I won’t give in to him, never.” Angelus picked up a
sledgehammer and swung it hard as it cracked four of his five toes.
“See Ralph? He is weak, your Sire is. Claim loyalty to me, and
you can have anything you want. You won’t be in his shadow any more. There are
two ways out of this room, one is in the garbage and one is on your feet. Which
will it be?” He asked the boy, handing him a knife.
The boy took it from Angelus. He looked at the table and picked
up an ornate necklace and walked to his Sire. He sliced a flab of skin and
stuck the necklace’s charm under it and watched the smoke rise and the
cross-burned from within.
“Excellent. Leave it there and come here.” The boy walked to
him.
“I pledge my loyalty to you, Angelus grand-childe of the Master,
favored childe of Darla, Scourge of Europe, and new Master of Los Angeles. I
pledge my loyalty and request pardon for my actions thus far. I pledge this on
my blood and offer my life to you, my blood.”
“DON’T DO THAT RALPH!” Lucifer ordered.
Ralph held his wrist to Angelus as he sunk to his knees. Angelus
sunk his fangs deeply into the boy’s wrist and drank of him. “I accept your
pledge and grant you pardon with a warning. Should you ever deceive me, you
will die much worse a fate than your former Sire. Leave. Say nothing to your
past.” The boy did as he was told and Angelus smiled. Mental torture was by far
the best. He’d killed his other childer in front of him yesterday but Ralph was
smart and useful.
“You taught him well, you taught him self preservation.” He
yanked the cross out of his skin and shoved it down his throat as the man
resisted the screams.
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