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A Truth Worse Than Lies by Dianne T. DeSha (PG-13)
Fandom: BUFFY
Pairing: to tell would spoil the story
Author on LJ: none
Author Website: none
Why this must be read:
The origins of Drusilla have always intrigued me: before the Angel episodes aired, it was one plot line that never failed to draw me in. This story just has one of the most gut-wrenching endings I have ever read, and it takes Angelus’ fame as a cold hearted SOB and expands it times ten. You want to hate him, you really do, as you read what he does to poor, innocent women, but you can’t help but read anyway.
It wasn't so much the cold air hitting her face as she opened the shutters that brought her fully awake as the sight of Angelus' face not three feet from her own.
…[]…
"Shhhh!" he warned, speaking quickly. "Don't worry, it's nothing improper. I just need to speak to you alone. Let me explain, please?"
The pleading in those deep brown eyes killed the scream before it reached her throat. She studied him for another moment, then swallowed and nodded slightly.
Angelus wasted no time. "I'm here about the dreams-- the nightmares." As her eyes went wide he continued, "You've been having them, haven't you? Dreams of blood and death and monsters who stalk the night?"
She hadn't told anyone, not even Billy.... Edith finally managed to find her voice. "How could you know that?"
"Because I know what they mean."
The shock on her face turned almost to horror. "Who are you?"
Angelus smiled reassuringly. "No, this is about who you are. You are the Slayer.
"And I am your Watcher."
A Truth Worse Than Lies
Pairing: to tell would spoil the story
Author on LJ: none
Author Website: none
Why this must be read:
The origins of Drusilla have always intrigued me: before the Angel episodes aired, it was one plot line that never failed to draw me in. This story just has one of the most gut-wrenching endings I have ever read, and it takes Angelus’ fame as a cold hearted SOB and expands it times ten. You want to hate him, you really do, as you read what he does to poor, innocent women, but you can’t help but read anyway.
It wasn't so much the cold air hitting her face as she opened the shutters that brought her fully awake as the sight of Angelus' face not three feet from her own.
…[]…
"Shhhh!" he warned, speaking quickly. "Don't worry, it's nothing improper. I just need to speak to you alone. Let me explain, please?"
The pleading in those deep brown eyes killed the scream before it reached her throat. She studied him for another moment, then swallowed and nodded slightly.
Angelus wasted no time. "I'm here about the dreams-- the nightmares." As her eyes went wide he continued, "You've been having them, haven't you? Dreams of blood and death and monsters who stalk the night?"
She hadn't told anyone, not even Billy.... Edith finally managed to find her voice. "How could you know that?"
"Because I know what they mean."
The shock on her face turned almost to horror. "Who are you?"
Angelus smiled reassuringly. "No, this is about who you are. You are the Slayer.
"And I am your Watcher."
A Truth Worse Than Lies