Wood

Rating: NC-17
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Spoilers: Show's been off the air since May of 2003. Can they still be considered spoilers?
Author's Notes: I have kept to the BtVS/Angel canon to the end of Chosen and season 4 of Angel. After that, It's my little world!
Warnings: This is a dark fic. A very dark fic. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!! This fic contains scenes of nonconsensual sex, rape, torture, and other of life's darker things. If you're not sure you can deal with that, stop now! This will be your only warning!
Pairing: None, really, but some seriously messed up stuff

Summary: It would give too much away, but it is a very dark piece.

Consciousness slowly filtered into the brain of the original Chosen One and a small groan escaped from her throat as the pain in her head made itself known. She tried to lift her head and succeeded, discovering the process that she seemed to be leaning against a wall. As she became more and more awake, she began to listen and try to process her surroundings. She didn't seem to remember a fight, but long familiarity with the sensation told her she had been rendered unconscious. Her throbbing head was another obvious clue.

"Hey, girlfriend. Finally coming back to me?"

Buffy Summers smiled reflexively at the sound of her wife's voice, a husky, smokey drawl that she could pick out through anything. Faith's voice never failed to excite her, to give her shivers of anticipation and now was no difference. "Hey, baby. What happened? Were we attacked?" she asked softly, the pain she was experiencing not allowing for loud speech.

A husky laugh was her first answer. "You might say that, yeah."

A pause in the explanation occurred, during which time Buffy wondered why Faith hadn't tried to help her. [She must be helping one of the others,] she thought. Strange little noises began to register in Buffy's mind. Sounds like muffled speech, something like creaking leather, chains rattling a little. She frowned. That didn't make sense, not if Faith sounded so calm.

She tried to open her eyes and check her surroundings just as her wife asked, "So, you gonna let me see those gorgeous eyes sometime today, Twinkie? Or did you wanna sleep a little more?"

[Twinkie? She hasn't called me that in forever. Not since...] Her thoughts trailed off as the circumstances recalled themselves to her. Greenish hazel eyes snapped open and she looked around her, trying to see everything at once.

The first thing that managed to make itself known to her was she was shackled to a wall, her bonds having a small, red light slowing blinking on the front of them. The next thing her brain made sense of was the beautiful brunette in front of her. She'd awoken to that face nearly every morning for nearly five years. Then she reconsidered. No, not that face. A kinder, calmer version of that sneer laden visage.

Faith smiled broadly. "That's better," she purred. "I was startin' to think you were gonna sleep through the fun." She laughed, a low, dangerous sound, laced with contempt. "God, B, you used to be able to take a punch. Thought you were almost thirty, not ninety!"

Buffy's face registered her shock and beginning traces of betrayal. "You hit me, Faith? Why?"

The Dark Slayer stepped up and kissed her hard on the mouth. It was nothing like the soft, loving kisses they had shared since only a couple months after the fight with the First. This was a show of dominance, nothing more. "Hey, is it my fault you got your invite a little late? You almost missed the party, y'know." The brunette stepped back, giving her lover a clear look around the room.

Buffy felt her eyes opening wide and her mouth hanging open as she looked from one horror to another. She began shaking her head in disbelief, her eyes filing with tears as she saw her family was with her. Dawn, Willow, Kennedy, Xander, Giles, they were all there, bound, gagged and naked. Willow and Kennedy also had blindfolds on and their ears were covered, though she had no idea why.

The blonde Slayer could do nothing but stare for several seconds, then her gaze shifted to the only other clothed person in the room. The fact that Faith wasn't restrained in any way sent shivers through Buffy's soul for it's implications. "Fai, wha-what's going on? Why is everyone like that? Why haven't you started freeing us?" Her eyes began to leak tears from the corners.

"Free you?" Faith asked with a bark of laughter. "Why would I do that when I put so much effort in getting you all here?" She shook her head, her smile becoming a menacing sneer. "I don't fuckin' believe this! I go to all this trouble, just for our anniversary and you don't appreciate it. Typical Summers, just typical!"

She gave another bark of laughter, her smile returning. "Oh well. I'm not gonna let your bad attitude ruin the party." She reached into a box sitting on a table nearby and removed something, advancing on Buffy. When she got close enough, she held it up, her eyes shining with unholy glee. The blonde could see it was a ball gag and she immediately clamped her teeth shut. There was no way her seemingly deranged lover was gonna make her wear that, not if she had any say.

Faith pouted at her, mocking the expression that Buffy normally gave her so the blonde could get her way. Moving fast, as only a Slayer can, Faith punched Buffy in the stomach, just hard enough to make the older girl's breath leave her in an explosive gasp. More importantly to the dark Slayer, her wife's mouth opened and she quickly shoved the gag in place, tying behind the blonde's head just as swiftly.

Stepping back, Faith smiled pleasantly at her girl. "That's better. Now I won't have to listen to you whine and bitch when the party really gets going." Her dark eyes raked across the blonde's body, then around the room, before returning to rest on Buffy. "Someone here's overdressed. Guess I better fix that, huh, baby?"

Buffy tensed as Faith advanced on her, a large knife in one hand. The brunette Slayer smiled as she teasingly ran her thumb along the blade's edge, smiling viscously at her mate. She stepped up in front of Buffy and pulled the hem of the blonde girl's shirt away from her body. Sliding the blade under the clothing, Faith slowly ran the steel up Buffy's body, slicing the garment as she went. Her eyes flicking up to look into frightened hazel ones, Faith smirked. "Chill, B. Not gonna cut ya." She leaned in and licked along an ear, whispering, "Not yet, anyway."

Laughing, the Dark Slayer went back to cutting the clothes from the blonde's body. Soon, she was as naked as the other Scoobies, her cheeks burning in a bright blush as she saw Xander's eye getting big and his erection climbing. The man blushed as well, but couldn't seem to take his eye from the blonde Slayer's body.

Faith followed Buffy's line of sight and grinned. "Like what you see, Xan-man? The ol' lady's pretty hot, ain't she?" The dark Slayer reached out and tweaked the closest nipple, her grin widening as both Buffy and Xander reacted, her by a sharply drawn breath and him by the closing of his eye and looking away, even as his hard on stood straight out, almost quivering.

The brunette made a clucking noise deep in her throat, then walked over to stand by Xander. Smiling maliciously, she reached out and wrapped her hand around his cock, causing the man to shudder slightly as she gave it a few quick strokes. Leaning up, she stage whispered in his ear. "So, this mean you're finally admittin' you prefer my wife to your own? Big sister to the little knock off?" The brunette smiled maliciously down at Dawn the whole time she was talking, watching the angry flush creep up the younger woman's cheeks.

"I mean, that is why you went after Dawnie here, ain't it? 'Cause you wanted B and I got to her first, so you settled?" Xander's head whipped around and his brown eye blazed hatred at the Dark Slayer. She merely laughed and released his manhood, walking over to Giles.

"What about you, 'Dad'. Finally gettin' those ol' fantasies to come true?" She snuggled up into his side and grinned conspiratorially at the man. "C'mon, G-man, admit it! Haven't you been just dyin' to see B like that since the first day she walked into your library? Or Red there, for that matter," she added as she looked around. Faith reached up and forcibly turned the Watcher's face until it was pointed directly at the redhead's spread-eagled body.

"Don't she look just delicious that way, all spread out and ready to play with. Her and her little toy Slayer." The dark Slayer smirked evilly and opened her mouth to say something else, but shuddered unexpectedly and turned pale for a moment. Her expression altered subtly, from cold and disdainful to lost and afraid for a split second. Then she took several deep breaths and shook her head.

When she looked up again, the haughty expression was back. "We'll save the rest of that for later," she informed her gathered 'friends'. "Right now, let's get this show on the road." Walking over passed Buffy, the blonde lost sight of her wife, but heard her call, "Okay, you can come in now."

Coming back into view, Faith somewhat awkwardly looped an arm around Buffy's shoulder and smiled warmly at her. "B, I'd like you to meet my new friends," she said cheerfully as five vampires walked in, all in game face. "Now, I know we normally kill these guys, but tonight, they're gonna help me with the party we're havin'!"

She looked at the waiting vampires. "Boys, you know how I want things set up, right?" At their nods, she made a shooing motion and they started rearranging the assembled Scoobies. Two of them knelt and seemed to Buffy to be busy with both Xander and Giles' genitals. When they stood up and moved again, she could see some kind of shiny, metallic something had been attached to their balls.

"Now, then. I think we're about ready," Faith said happily, looking around. She frowned slightly as she looked toward Willow and Kennedy. "You," she pointed to the nearest undead. "Uncover one of each of their ears. I want them to hear this." The creature did so, then moved back to where he had been.

Faith smiled again, seeing everything set up the way she wanted it to be. "You see, kids, I was thinkin' the other day and it occurred to me that several people here have had the hots for others in our happy little group, but they were always too chickenshit to do anything about it. So I arranged to make your dreams come true." She snorted a laugh. "Well, sort of, anyway, cause, Xander? I hate to tell you, but , B's mine and I don't share."

She laughed at his furious expression. "Yeah, I know I said your dream would come true, but not that way." She patted his cheek. "Don't worry, baby. I'm gonna take care of you." She glanced at Willow and Dawn. "Oh, I almost forgot." The brunette removed a piece of paper from her pocket and unfolded it. "Hope I get the words right," she said cryptically.

Walking up to Dawn, she laid one hand over her navel and chanted several lines, then grinned as a light leapt from her hand to Dawn's body. "That's what I wanted to see," she said gleefully, then walked over and repeated her actions with Willow. "Okay, now that that's taken care of, let's get started, whadda ya say?" she asks the group jovially. Looking at the vampires, she says, "Boys, you know how I want things."

With quiet efficiency, the undead creatures moved the Scoobies around until Xander was leaning over Willow, Giles was doing the same with Dawn and Kennedy was on her own. One of the ones who moved Xander roughly grabs his dick and pulls it down and in line with Willow's pussy, then pushes his ass forward a little, causing him to sink into his friend almost an inch.

A few feet away, another vampire was doing to same thing with Giles and Dawn. Faith walked over beside the struggling man and gave him a mock pitying look. She stopped the vampires, then turned back to Giles. "Sorry, G-Man. I know how much you've really wanted to just throw B up on a table and fuck the shit outta her. Hell, I know she's asked for it sometimes, but I just don't share what's mine." She patted the man on his cheek gently, ignoring the murderous look he returned. "'Fraid you're just gonna have to make do with the cheap copy, like Xander there." She smiled maliciously at Dawn and laughed at the raw hatred in the other woman's eyes. Stepping back, she motioned for the vampires to get on with it.

The undead males resumed, forcing the humans to rape their friends. Both men immediately tried to pull away, but their 'helpers' just pushed on their asses again, making them sink more than half their length this time. Both men looked at Faith and their eyes blazed their hatred for the dark Slayer. They felt a second's slackening of the force being used to drive them into the unwelcoming bodies of the redhead and brunette and used it to pull out of the women.

Dawn and Willow, on the other hand, made sounds of pain around their gags as the unlubricated intruders entered their bodies, then sounds of relief when both men withdrew immediately when the vampires ceased pushing.

Knowing what they had in mind this time, both Xander and Giles resisted with all their might when their captors attempted to re-insert them. The undead looked at Faith for instructions and she smiled evilly.

"Y'know, I was hopin' to do these things one at a time, so's we could all, y'know, enjoy them more," she says conversationally as she walks over where both men can see her. She gives them both a big, friendly smile. "On the other hand, if you guys wanna hurry things a long, well," she makes a show of checking her watch. "We are getting a little tight on time. Boys! Like I told you, now." She directs her last comment to the vampires behind her male "friends" and both of them nod.

Xander and Giles try to look behind them as they hear soft sounds, like cloth being folded or moved. They can see Dawn's expression as she looks passed Giles, but aren't sure what it means. Suddenly, both men jerk their hips forward as a cool, viscous liquid runs down the crack of their ass and across their anal openings. Their movement causes their cocks to move up and across both women's bodies, the underside rubbing hard across Willow and Dawn's clits, causing the women to shudder slightly.

Faith watches as both men's nostrils flare as a smell reaches them, but before they can really wonder, the vampires once more lodge their pricks into the partner's pussy opening, giving their asses a little push to seat them. As both men start to pull themselves free again, they're driven forward by a searing pain on an ass cheek, burying themselves completely in Willow and Dawn.

The women try to scream around their gags at the sudden "full" sensation, trying to get away, but unable to do so because of their bonds. Xander and Giles both start trying to pull back, only to slam their hips forward once more as they themselves feel an unwelcome intrusion, the vampires behind them having unceremoniously stabbed their own dicks deep into the men's anal openings.

Five muffled screams sound in the cavern, four of pain and one of rage as Kennedy struggles mightily in her bonds. Faith looks her way and frowns. "Oh yeah. I knew I was forgettin' something," she declares. Walking back over beside Buffy, the brunette retrieves something from a bag just behind the elder Slayer.

Smiling with unholy glee, Faith shows Buffy a wooden box with a vial of yellow/green fluid in it and an old fashioned hypodermic needle. "Recognize this, B? Not quite the same one G-man over there used to shoot you up with, but close. Oh, and it's the same shit, by the way. Takes away Slayer powers for a while." She noticed the fear creeping through her wife's eyes, mingling with the fury. "Don't worry, B," she said, smiling and shaking her head. "It ain't for you. I want you just like you always are!"

Buffy cringed a little as she said that. Looking out and around her, she saw her sister and best friend being forcibly raped by their own family members, while vampires sodomized Giles and Xander. The vamps had gotten a harsh rhythm going, forcing the humans forward and into Dawn and Willow even as they drove all the way into the men's asses.

Her eyes were drawn over to where Kennedy was as a frustrated, nearly insane scream sounded out, even through the gag. After a moment, Buffy realized why Kennedy was going so crazy, even though she was blindfolded. Willow was probably screaming in terror down their mental link, begging for her mate to save her. Now Buffy knew who was going to get the injection.

With one more smirk at Buffy, the dark Slayer walks across the cavern to Kennedy's side. Grabbing the nearest arm, she steadies it and slides the needle into a vein, hastily injecting the muscle relaxants into the younger Slayer's bloodstream. Smiling as she hears Kennedy's near insane scream of frustration, she removes the hypodermic and smiles down at the younger brunette, patting her cheek. "That's a good girl!" She coos condescendingly.

Kennedy surges upwards, straining with all her considerable might to get free and avenge herself and her traumatized wife. Faith just laughs. "Enjoy it while you can, Junior. As soon as that shit I just gave you starts workin', you'll be doing good to overpower a six year old!" She looks over at the blonde Slayer. "Ain't that right, B? You remember this shit, right?" She just laughed at the look of hate the blonde sent her way.

Looking back down at the struggling woman in front of her, she smiles and playfully smacks her shoulder. "Just chill, Junior. You'll be able to join the party in a few minutes." She checks her watch, then amends her statement. "Well, in about twenty minutes or so, anyway." She watches as Kennedy continues to buck and heave, trying to free herself. "Seriously, you should relax. You're only making to shit work faster, keeping your heart rate up like that."

She watches as the younger woman continues to struggle, then shrugs and moves over beside Willow. Cautiously, she peels back one corner of the blindfold, then raises that eyelid. There's no sign that the redhead is even awake, let alone aware of what's being done to her. After a moment, Faith determines that she has indeed fainted. Frowning, she reaches out and viscously twists both nipples hard, pulling them in opposite directions at the same time.

Willow tries to scream through her gag, twisting first one way, then the other, trying desperately to escape the sheer agony of her abused breasts. When Faith releases her, she whimpers loudly, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she hyperventilates.

"Next time, stay awake, bitch!" Faith hisses into the witch's ear. "Here Xan-man is trying to give you the best sex you've had since dog-boy and you doze off on him. That's just so bad for a guy's ego, you know? Can't have you insulting the man like that, now can we?" She smiles up at Xander as the man struggles to get free and attack.

A muffled scream from Dawn distracts her from making a comment. Looking over, the dark Slayer smiles and steps around the two original Scoobies and looks down at the younger brunette. "Way to go, D! See, I knew once you got started, you'd enjoy yourself!" She chuckles and pats Dawn's head as the youngest of them shudders through her orgasm. The tears of shame for her body's reaction causes Faith's smile to brighten, even as she winks at the molten hatred blazing out of the blue eyes locked on her own.

The dark haired Slayer looks up at Giles and chortles at the intense look of concentration on his face. Eyes closed, almost serene look on the Watcher's features, Faith could almost think he was simply dozing. The flared nostrils and sweat covered brow, though, give away just how much the older man is fighting his body's sensations.

Faith smiles at that, then grabs a small device from a side table and presses a button on it. Giles immediately jerks and tries to cry out. The Slayer smiles and pats his face. "See?A little pain is a good thing, G-Man." She pulls up on the device and the wire trailing from one end tightens and pulls up on the mated device attached to the Englishman's scrotum.

Smiling, the sultry brunette presses the button again, causing yet another little jolt of electricity to flow through the Watcher's most tender area. The twin jolts are enough to kill his concentration and the sensation of Dawn's tight, hot channel around his hardness triggers his orgasm.

Giles shouts out against his gag, his eyes tightly clenched, the muscles of his throat standing out with the force of his ejaculation. The strangled whimpering sounds and the shuddering body prove that the man's orgasm has, in turn, set off another one for Dawn.

The sounds right beside him prove too much for Xander and he too starts to spew his seed deeply into his best friend. Willow whimpers at a feeling she hasn't had in years, a man coming inside her.

The vampires sodomizing the men, however, aren't even close and they keep steadily sawing in and out the men's assholes. That, in turn, caused them to continue to fuck the women evan after their orgasms. Both men started to soften, but with their prostates being stimulated, they are quickly returned to full tumescence. For all four Scoobies, though, the sensations they're feeling is beginning to move passed what would normally be pleasure and into discomfort.

Faith watched for another moment or two, then walked back over to where Kennedy waited. The brunette Slayer looked toward Buffy and winked. "Pay attention, B. You're gonna like this." She smiled when the elder Slayer again threw herself against her bonds.

She laughed and turned back to the younger brunette before her. "How ya doin', killer?"

At the sound of Faith's voice right above her, Kennedy immediately bucked and once more tried to break free. She fell back against the table nearly immediately, scared suddenly at how weak she now felt. Like she wasn't a Slayer or something.

Faith smiled down at her. "I'm so glad they didn't get to use that shit on me. I'd'a really hated being all helpless like you are now."

Glancing over her shoulder, she nodded at the remaining trio of vampires and they walked over to stand beside her. "Now, you guys know what I want you to do, right?" They all nodded. "Okay, good. Let's get this show on the road, okay? Strip, then get her untied, then tie her hands behind her back."

The sultry brunette stood back and watched as the vampires hurried to do her bidding, chortling when Kennedy punched one as soon as one of her hands was free. She laughed even harder when the younger woman cried out in pain and shook her hand.

Working together, the three undead swiftly had Kennedy free and rebound, then looked toward Faith for further instructions. "You, I want you on the bottom. You two pick her up and put her in position once he's where I want'im."

The indicated vampire jumped on the table and laid down, his erection spearing upwards obscenely. The others lifted Kennedy bodily from the floor and and deposited her astraddle of their compatriot. The Slayer immediately tried to move, but both undead had firm grips on her arms and she had little freedom of movement.

"Bend her forward for a second."

The petite woman was pushed forward, her ass lifting in the air a little. Buffy watched as Faith came up behind her and raised some sort of yellow bottle above her backside and pour something. As the brunette moved the bottle away, the blonde Slayer made out the letters, P E N Z O on the side of it.

Faith dropped the bottle of motor oil on the floor, finished with it. Walking around the table, she looked down at Kennedy's blindfolded and gagged face, then glanced at Willow for a second. Making her decision, she pulled the blindfold from the younger woman's face, then uncovered her other ear.

Kennedy blinked furiously and squinted as light stabbed into her eyes for the first time in hours. Tears flowed down her face as her eyes gradually got used to the light in the cavern. Turning her head a little, she locked her gaze on Faith and she surged forward, her eyes blazing with a murderous rage. She only moved a few inches as one of the vampires behind her grabbed her bound arms and held her still.

The dark Slayer just laughed. "Yeah, good to see you again, too, kid," she joked.

A snarl made it passed the gag she was wearing, but the older brunette just laughed again.

"Okay, Junior. I saved your present for last. See, you said you knew you were gonna be a muff diver from the time you were five, but I figure, you just never gave guys a fair chance." She smiled happily and nodded at the vamps behind the other Slayer. "Thought I'd fix that little mistake."

Kennedy's eyes widen as the implications of that sank in, but she didn't have long to worry about it. Hands grabbed her arms and waist and she felt herself be lifted slightly, then a blunt probing about a half second before searing pain.

At Faith's nod, the three undead had acted in unison. The one lying on the table reached down and held his ridged cock so it stuck straight up, while the other two seized Kennedy and lifted her until she was right over the first vamp. He moved his swollen member a little, seating at the entrance of the Slayer's vagina, then nodded to the other two. They, in turn, pulled Kennedy down, impaling her on the rock hard phallus under her. The vampires jerked her down hard, causing the cock now stretching it's way inside the brunette to be completely buried on the first stroke..

Kennedy screamed in agony, her body writhing and convulsing, trying desperately to escape the pain in her center. Her scream continued and took a near hysterical note as the vampire immediately began moving his hips, setting a driving rhythm as he fucked her.

Faith watched, smiling for a couple minutes, until Kennedy's struggles seemed to almost stop. She knew that the younger woman hadn't accepted what was happening, but was simply too exhausted to keep fighting for a moment. She decided that it was time for part two.

"Part two, boys," she said to the undead holding Kennedy's arms. One released her and climbed onto the table behind the Slayer, then he grabbed her arms while the other let go. The third vamp also climbed on the table, but in front on Kennedy.

Faith smiled at Kennedy, enjoying her slightly glass-eyed look. Lightly slapping her face, she saw the younger girl's eyes focus on her, then she again tried weakly to attack the dark Slayer. Faith chuckled. "I always did like your spirit, kid. Anyway," She shook her head a little. "Seeing as you're enjoying your first real fuck, I thought I'd help a little more. Y'know, sorta make up for lost time.

Reaching out, Faith grabbed the corner of the gag, then stopped and winked at Kennedy. "You know, some girls have to pay money to get this," she said teasingly. Tugging, the flap of leather came lose, revealing the large 'O' shaped device holding the younger Slayer's mouth open. As soon as Faith had her hand clear, the vampire kneeling in front of Kennedy stabbed his cock deeply into her mouth.

The dark Slayer chuckled and patted Kennedy's cheek. "Sorry about the ring gag." Faith tone simply dripped false sincerity. "I just didn't want you to end up with a mouthful of dust when you bit it off!" She glanced back down the other girl's body, then back to Kennedy. "You might wanna brace yourself," she said sweetly.

The young Slayer had no time to wonder what the renegade meant as the third vampire stabbed his erection deep into her bowels. White hot agony roared through her as a passage that had never had more than one slender finger there suddenly had to deal with something much larger.

Kennedy shivered as all her muscles locked up in reaction to what was happening. All three vampires were slamming themselves in and out of her body at a fast, steady pace. Tears poured from her eyes as she tried once more to free her arms, to buck the rapists off, to do something to save herself and avenge her wife and family. Slowly, her struggles slowed as her exhausted body started failing to respond.

As she was forced to accept that she had no way to save Willow or stop what was happening to her, the Slayer's mind folded in on itself and Kennedy retreated inside herself..

Faith walked around the vampire basically fucking Kennedy's mouth, then reached over and opened an eye. Seeing the glassy expression and that there was no life or acknowledgment there, the brunette smiled slightly. Looking up at the undead beside her, she slapped his leg. "Remember; She needs to breathe, so let her. If she dies because you kept your dick in her throat too long, I'll make you eat it and your balls. I'll also make sure it takes you at least three days to die, understand?" At the creature's nod, she smiled patronizingly. "Good boy. Now, all three of you finish up, leave her on the table, okay?"

She walked off without waiting for a reply. Returning to the 'orgy' in the center of the room, she checked everyone over. It was obvious that even though Giles had softened enough to slip out of her, the vampire screwing him kept shoving the Watcher's groin into Dawn's, rubbing her clit nonstop. As a result, Dawn was coming nearly continuously and seemed to be on the verge of passing out.

Faith opened her mouth, then closed it as a wave of disorientation passed through her. She shook her head to clear it, then looked at the vampire behind Giles. "You pop yet?" He shook his head distractedly. "Well, hurry up, then tie him back where he was." She looked at the one behind Xander. "The same goes for you," she ordered. He nodded as well, never pausing in his strokes.

When the Slayer checked, she found that Xander was just coming again and Willow was apparently panting her way through an orgasm as well. The brunette smiled.

Movement to her left attracted her attention and she saw first one, then the other vampire in front and behind Kennedy pull away and climb off the table. They pulled the almost comatose woman off the third demon, then waited for him to stand before tossing the Slayer back onto the table as instructed.

"Good. You guys come stand over here." She indicated a spot her the table she had her weapons and tools laid out on. Checking on Xander and Willow again, she saw that he was now like Giles, soft and outside the redhead's abused center, but still grinding against it.

Suddenly, the vampire behind him gave a convulsive thrust, then another, obvious that his own orgasm had arrived. He stood for a moment, pumping his dead seed into the man's bowels, then pulled out when it had stopped. Giles's rapist copied his counterpart, dumping his own load before roughly withdrawing. Both demons grabbed the men and chained them back to the wall.

"Good job," Faith praised. "Now, go stand with the others." She watched them walk away, then started a slow circuit of the cavern, checking each of the Scoobies. Xander, Giles, Dawn and Willow all were panting hard, sweating pouring off their bodies nonstop, and, unlike earlier, non of them would meet her eyes. Checking, she found that, as anticipated, all four sets of genitals were rubbed raw. "That's about right," she murmured.

Checking on Kennedy, she peeled both eyelids back and clucked with her tongue. It was blazingly obvious that the younger Slayer was catatonic, unable to deal yet with being gang-raped. "And that takes care of her," Faith muttered happily to herself. Smiling, she walked back over to where her vampires waited patiently.

"Thanks, guys," the brunette tells the vampires with a dimpled smile. "You did everything I asked you to, so..." She trails off as she turns to the table beside her. Picking up a pair of stakes, she swiftly dusts all five undead. Strangely, they all just stand there, not even trying to defend themselves. Dusting off her hands, Faith turns back to her assembled friends.

Turning to face her wife, Faith stops as a ripple courses through her body. She frowns and shakes her head, then continues her movement, knowing her time is short, but that there are a couple things left to do. Walking toward the bound blonde, she snags a small device from a table and steps over in front of Buffy. She removes the gag from the eldest Slayer's mouth, the steps back a few paces, tossing the gag aside as she does.

Smiling evilly, she asks, "Well, B, what did you think of the show? Better than a trip to the movies, right?"

Tears streaming down her face, Buffy raises her head and fixes a murderous glare on the woman she loved more that life until today. "How? How could you do this?" She whispers. "We trusted you! I trusted you!" She screams, straining once more at her shackles, trying to break free and attack.

"Yeah?" Faith sneered, then smiled. "That's what made it so easy!" Her expression turns to one of sad concern. "What's the matter, baby? You're acting like you didn't like the anniversary present I got for you. And after all the trouble I went to to find the perfect gift!" She shakes her head in mock resignation. "Just no pleasin' some people, I guess."

Buffy just stares at her for a second before she finds her voice. "Gift?" She whispers. "Gift?! You call what I witnessed a gift?! You had our friends, my entire family, except for the two of us, tortured and RAPED in front of me, forced Xander and Giles to participate while they were raped and you call that a GIFT?!?!" She thrashes violently in her bonds, trying desperately to free herself and avenge her family. Exhausting herself, she glares at Faith, her eyes filled with an implacable hatred. "What about me, huh? Now that you've finished torturing everyone else, is it my turn?"

Faith shakes her head, smirking sardonically. "Okay, two things about that, Twinkie. One, I knew that having to watch it happen to everyone else with you not being able to stop it would hurt you more than anything that happened to you yourself." She smiles and holds up her hand showing the little box there. " And two, who said I didn't get my turn? You just weren't there to see it." She pushes the only button on the box and drops it to the floor.

Buffy watches warily, then astonished as her wife's words sink in. Suddenly, the brunette's face clears of the haughty, contemptuous expression she's worn almost from the beginning. Rapidly, it goes from confused, to denial of some kind. Slowly, she spins in place, looking at each of her bound friends and family in turn. When her eyes land on Kennedy, Faith gives a heartbroken cry and collapses to the floor, her body almost instantly wracked with sobs of despair.

Buffy narrows her eyes, unsure of what just happened, even as the part of her that still loves Faith cries out to her that she needs to console her wife from whatever is wrong. "Wha...?" She starts to say, then is distracted my movement at the corner of her vision.

"Pathetic, isn't it? I really thought she was made of much sterner stuff."

The blonde Slayer is confused. "Angel? Where did...? How did you find us?" She shakes her head. "Never mind that, just get these off me! I need to check on everyone else."

The tall vampire smiles and shakes his head no. "I don't need to do that. The little button Faith pushed before falling apart is a remote that will open your shackles in another few seconds. As for how I found you, that was easy." He looks at each of the others fondly. "After all, I'm the one who arranged all this!" The metal bands at Buffy's wrists and ankles pop open, even as he completes his explanation.

As soon as the restraints open, Buffy surges forward, dropping to her knee for a second as she stares at her ex-lover incredulously. "You arranged?" Her eyes narrow and she breathes one word. "Angelus."

Leaping up, Buffy launches her attack, spinning around to gather momentum, intending her kick to rip the vampire's head completely off. Angel just smiles, but doesn't even flinch as the powerful blow goes right through his head and Buffy drops to the floor.

Buffy scrambles from where she landed and swiftly turns back to "Angel", her eyes opening wide in shock and disbelief. She starts shaking her head no. "No! No, no, no, I destroyed you! You can't be back!"

Angel's form blurs a little and suddenly it's Caleb looking disdainfully at Buffy. "You didn't destroy me, little girl. You can't ever destroy me. No one can." He holds up a finger, like he's lecturing or something. "I will admit, you did defeat me. 'Course, if I hadn't done all that braggin', you woulda most likely just given up and died and I woulda won, but I went and made you mad and well, here we are." Caleb blurs a little and Buffy finds herself staring at herself, just like that long ago night before the final battle with the entity standing in front of her.

"See, five years ago today, I seriously underestimated you and lost my chance to become corporeal. That being the case, I decided we," she waves a finger back and forth between them, "needed something to mark the occasion. So, I decided to give you this anniversary gift." She smiles and waves a hand toward the others, as if presenting something wonderful.

Buffy stares at the First with growing horror and hatred. "But... But Faith..." She looks at her devastated wife still curled up on the floor of the cave and finally gives in to her impulses. Moving over to Faith's side, Buffy pulls her lover into her arms, glaring up at her dark reflection. "What did you do to her? How did you make her help you?" The blonde demands. She remembers the last words her wife spoke before collapsing. "And what did she mean, she had "her turn"?"

Once again, the First's form blurs and Buffy stares in shock, seeing the image of a person she'd nearly forgotten. "More than a dozen years and you still haven't changed, have you?" Merrick says contemptuously. "Still want every little thing explained for you so you won't have to actually think for yourself."

Merrick looks at each of the Scoobies in turn, considering each and what had happened to them today. He knew it was possible, hell, even likely, that they would be able to accept and get passed, both individually and as a group, what had occurred in the cavern. But, he also knew, it would be a long time before that happened, maybe years. In the meantime, the forces of evil and darkness wouldn't have to fear the most effective force for good the world had seen for centuries until they healed. Oh, there were still Slayers everywhere, but individual Slayers were easy to handle.

Brown eyes stop on the sobbing form of Kennedy and he smirks. The entity was fairly certain that the brunette's mind had snapped. He wasn't sure if the younger Slayer would ever be able to accept that she'd been powerless to prevent herself from being gang raped, let alone be able to move passed it. There was a good change she would leave, the others being a constant reminder. If she did leave, she would most likely even leave Willow, thereby destroying both women. There was even a small chance that she would choose to end her life over this, also with the bonus of destroying Willow. The First smiled at the thought.

Thinking of Willow, he turns to look at her and Dawn, since the youngest of them was beside the redhead. He thinks about the little "presents" that he'd arranged for, knowing that it would be another wedge between the group's members. The image of her first Watcher returns his gaze to Buffy, shakes his head pityingly, then smiles. "Oh, well, I am in a good mood right now, so I shall indulge you."

Merrick seems to sit on the corner of the nearby table. "To answer your last question first, I had to make sure Miss Lehane, sorry, Miss Summers there was in the proper frame of mind to help me. So, I arranged for a few vampires to find her and entertain her for a few hours." The First smiles paternally. "You should be proud of her, Buffy. She destroyed ten before the others managed to subdue her."

He smiles again, as though savoring the memory. "It took the best part of a day, but once she was ready, getting her assistance was quite easy."

"That's a lie!" Buffy snarls, fighting her instincts to rend and slaughter the entity taunting her, making Faith's part in the travesty around her sound reasonable and voluntary. "Faith would never help you, not if she had any choice at all! What did you do to her? How did you trick her?!"

Merrick feigned astonishment. "Trick? I didn't trick her. I just showed her something and she agreed to help. Well, okay," he said, his expression appearing to be pained. "I'll be honest. 'Agreed' is probably the wrong word. More like she allowed me the opportunity. As for how," his form rippled again. "I'm pretty sure you know how that works, right pet?"

Buffy's eyes widen at the sight of the bleach blonde vampire and her mind completes the memory of when Spike was being compelled to kill for the First. How he killed for it. Why. How he was compelled. How he couldn't remember doing any of it. Involuntarily, her eyes are drawn to her grief racked mate.

"Now, now, pet. I know what you're thinking... You're thinking about how Spike couldn't remember anything I asked him to do." Angelus shook his head, his expression one of mocking sadness. "See, how would it look if I gave everyone else a gift, but didn't give Faithy anything?"

Buffy stared at him with confusion, then dawning horror. Angelus laughed cruelly. "That's right, Buffy. You always were a little slow, but I knew if I used small enough words, you'd get it. She remembers everything! From the moment my vampires grabbed her until now, she watched everything." He smiled and closed his eyes and sucked in an illusionary breath, as though savoring something. "You should have felt her rage when she first understood! Her horror and despair were almost as sweet, but it was her fury as she tried so hard to break free that was the most exquisite." His eyes closed and an expression of near ecstasy crossed his face.

Buffy tightened her hold on her mate and glared up at the gloating entity, her vision obscured by the tears coursing down her cheeks. "So what happens now? I mean, you got your revenge, so now what? You call in a few more vampires and they kill us?"

Again the specter's form shimmered. "You know, it never ceases to amaze me, Miss Summers," Quentin Travers said, bemused. "How anyone as capable of such intuitive insights on the battlefield as you could also be so imbecilic in virtually every other facet of her life." He shook his head. "My dear, think about it. Why would I go to all the trouble to arrange all this for you and your group, only to have you killed moments later? No, no no! I wish you no further harm! Well," he said, his tone that of someone being honest with themselves. "That's not quite true. I would like to see all of you dead, but I have no plans to arrange for it myself in the immediate future. I want you all to have to the time to truly savor my gifts. That's my revenge, you see. Not what's been done, but what it will do to all of you, your... 'spirits', if you will."

Walking over and squatting down, Chloe smiled fondly at Buffy. "Well, it's time I got going. I hope you enjoyed the anniversary presents as much as I did. TTFN!" A flash of light and the image of the long dead potential Slayer vanished.

Buffy sat staring at the place where her greatest nemesis had been, her hysterically keening wife in her arms, the sounds of her traumatized family providing an atonal counterpoint. Slowly, almost against her will, she looked out around the cavern, her eyes resting on each member of her family. She relives each moment of what's been done, what they were forced to do and endure. She feels her soul shrivel as she thinks about what will happen now, how this day will affect everyone. As the images her mind conjures play out in her head, she slowly falls across Faith and weeps.

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