Title: Delirobins Pt 3
Author: Richess a.k.a. A.N.H. Richards (richess78@hotmail.com)
Description: Part one of a Round Robin featuring deli, Shelby, Richess, Licious, Wajoma, Angeline and Diurnal
Disclaimer: In short, not ours. Joss/Fox/SandDollar/Mutant Enemy/UPN own all.
Distribution: Fanfiction.net, my yahoogroups (spuffy_fics and delirobins), One Good Lay, Shelby and Erin's Place, DivaDelilah's Domain, any other author sites, including award sites and various lists.
Feedback: Mmmm…feedback! **drool**

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"Spike!"

"Angelus!"

Drusilla laughed, "He's not Daddy anymore; he is the tainted one." The vampires stretched her hands looked at each of the troubled faces before her and then her eyes landed on the Slayer. "Spike, your mummy feels strong. Like she did before those bad men came along."

Spike looked at Dru questioningly until her eyes flashed amber. "But how pet?

"The house. It is strong like that man said. I feel like I could walk through walls. I feel like I can catch a bird. I can, you know. Catch the bird, like Tweety, the little blond bird. I would love to snap its neck."

Buffy rolled her eyes as Drusilla glared at her. "Look here, fruit loops, I don't have time for your analogies."

"Do you even know what the word means?" Spike smirked.

"Of course I do, fried n' dyed and I have a couple of other words for you and your…"

"I am all shiny new like a nice shilling! I feel like before." She turned to Spike resting her hand on his hard chest.

"Drusilla, pet…."

"I so want to kill her Spike. Can we kill her, please? She's so good. Her blood is pure like Maple syrup still and it will taste good. Please Spike? We can dance and make love like when you killed the first one. It was so intoxicating; do you remember?"

"Of course I remember." In an almost eerie fashion, they turned to look at the Slayer at the same time.

"Okay, that's just creepy." Cordy blurted out in her usual fashion.

"Your mummy wants to have the fun this time. That's if you don't object?" Dru prodded, her newfound health giving her a better insight into Spike. She was seeing something brewing in her lover that she didn't like, but she needed to know for sure.

"Go ahead Dru! It's what we came to do; kill the bint."

"I don't think so!" Buffy said sternly. "Keep the nut bar away unless you want to keep her in a urn."

Drusilla began growling a deep rumble that seemed to come from her the base of her throat and then charged at Buffy. The gang watched in awe as the women went at it. Dru raked her nails across Buffy's face, letting the fresh smell of the Slayer's blood fill her senses. She gave the Slayer a quick jab to the stomach, knocking the Slayer into Giles and they fell onto the ground in a heap.

Angel grabbed Dru by the shoulders and took a hard punch to the kidneys for his effort to break up the fight. He turned to see a blurred fist a second before his made contact with his jaw.

Oz stepped forward to help Angel, and felt a strong blow as he was backhanded by the vampiress. He crashed through the door they had just left.

"OZ!" Willow screamed as she went in the room to help him.


Buffy got up shakily with the help of her Watcher. Trapped by Dru, the Slayer soon realized that the only way to defeat Dru was to put her on the defensive and turn tables.

She backhanded the dark haired beauty then slammed a fist into her face. She grabbed for the stake in her boot but Dru anticipated it with a quick punch to the gut, which doubled Buffy over. Buffy suddenly felt her head being yanked upward as Dru wrapped her slim strong fingers through the Slayer's hair.

She kicked Dru in the shin, and the vampire howled but didn't let go, instead she swung Buffy into a nearby wall, denting it.

Xander stayed ready on the sideline with a stake in hand, watching as Spike and Angel began slugging it out. Buffy got up and backed away from the vampires. "Angel?"

Angel sent Spike reeling back from an uppercut and turned to help Buffy by charging at Dru before she could resume her attack. He knocked the vampiress on the ground. Spike let out an feral growl, and Xander turned with the stake in hand but a spin kick to the face sent him through the door into the room with Willow and Oz.

"Xander!" Cordy ran in after him.

Meanwhile, Spike kicked Angel in the ribs of Dru then grabbed a nearby vase and smashed it over his head. The Slayer lashed out at Spike, kicking his legs out from underneath him. Giles grabbed a stake, realizing that Buffy was in trouble and cautiously approached Dru. She spun around in time to see the Watcher.

"You people are getting my dress all dirty. And now I am getting mad."

The Watcher lunged with a stake in his hand ready to dust Dru when he suddenly looked deep into her eyes.

Giles blinked knowing it couldn't be true, "Buffy?"

"Why are you doing this to me?" she whispered.

Spike was completely impressed by Dru's power over the man until the Slayer suddenly jumped in his way and gave him a scissor kick, landing perfectly square on his jaw. The blow sent him staggering back into Angel and they both crashed through the door across the other side of the hallway.

"Angel!" Dru charged into the room with Buffy in tow, the vampiress ready to kill the object of her sire's affection. She slammed the door them, locking the four in the room.

Giles shook away the cobwebs in his head as he heard a shriek followed by Cordy running from a room.

"Ewww Ewww. Naked Oz and Willow and Ewwwww, eeewwwww. That was like, pornographic."

"What the hell?" Giles asked, still trying to shake the cobwebs out of this head.

"Oh my god!" Xander finally ran out of the room, "I-I-I"

"Dear lord, what?"

"They-Will-Oz-naked."

"I know it's unsettling to see them naked, but it's not the end of the world. Buffy is trapped in that room with two dangerous vampires."

"But you didn't see the groiny action that was going on in there Giles. It was…"

"I don't want to know," he replied quickly.

Willow and Oz suddenly burst through the threshold of the room, both of their hair mussed and their faces looking flushed and out of breath.

"Uhm we.. ehmm.."

"I don't want to here one word."

"But…."

"Not one bloody word." Giles said in a parental tone. "Just help me open this door."


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Dru was the first one to notice the power in the room. It held an air of truth and knowledge. Her laughter was the first thing that held everyone's attention, but Buffy rushed to Angel's side and held a fighting stance.

Spike noticed that something was different also. Angel stood behind Buffy his game face on and slight smile skimmed his thin lips. Dru stared deep into his eyes knowing the truth.

Spike suddenly had the eerie feeling about this; something was definitely wrong.

"Daddy?" The vampiress cooed at Angel.

"That's right, Dru, baby. Daddy's back."

Buffy spun around to look at Angel and the coldness in his eyes shook her to the core. "Angel?"

"Sorry, school girl, Angel's not here anymore. And pretty soon you won't be either." Before Angel could make a move, Spike grabbed Buffy by the shoulders and pulled her behind him. Buffy blinked for a second, realizing that Spike was protecting her.

"Bad Spike! No need to be jealous. Daddy likes to share. He'll share the Slayer with us. We can cut her into little bits and bites and have tea party with Slayer scones." Dru smiled as she rushed to Angelus' side.

Before the shocked blonds could even fully comprehend their situation, Angel wrapped his arms around Dru and held her body against his crushing his lips onto hers. Buffy gasped in utter shock and rushed forward, but Spike's arms held her back once again. She slugged him, knocking him back onto a couch. "Angel, this is not you. You're good; you have a soul."

"Tsk, tsk. You don't get it. Your boyfriend took a walk. I think it was your whiny, annoying voice that drove him away."

Buffy face showed the mental stab that Angelus just gave her, "Angel?"

"Get over it, pet, it's not him. I have a feeling that this room allows people to become their real selves."

"First of all, I am so not your pet," Buffy whipped around yelling at Spike.

"You got that right, Buffy. You're mine. Remember that other room, you were all over me. God, I never saw moves that masterful from Darla and she was a fucking whore. You just seem to be a natural."

Buffy swallowed hard trying to hold back her tears.

"I mean, my Dru, here," Angelus traced his fingers along her red lips, "Was chaste till the end, unlike you Buff. She never walked around in those short skirts with her boobs hanging out. You're just asking for someone to give it to you." Angelus stepped forward. "Look at the little Slayer is all skanked up with no one to fuck."

Tears slipped from Buffy's eyes but were quickly replaced by anger.

"Don't let him get to you." Spike warned. He hated Angelus more then ever as he watched Dru cling to his arm.

"What's wrong widdle Slayer gonna cry? Oh, poor baby." Angelus mocked her and that was the last straw for the Slayer. She charged at Angelus with pure hatred and anger behind her force. They struggled for dominance, but Dru quickly got in on the mix and Buffy found herself pinned against a nearby wall with Angelus' hand tightly gripped around her throat and squeezing the life out of her.

Spike stood back, trying to remain somewhat neutral because none of what was happening right now made him at ease. First of all, Angelus was not only taking away his kill, but also his woman is one swoop. He cringed as Dru clapped wildly in adoration of her sire.

"Sp----ike." Buffy gasped, "Ple--ase." Even as she was slowly being killed, he couldn't believe that she was begging her mortal enemy for help.

"Spike wouldn't go against me Buff."

"Can I have a little taste Daddy? I am sure she's lovely." Dru traced her finger along her fresh blood that trailed from jagged scratches and brought to her lips, a look of pure bliss playing over her face.

"I guess so. She is ripe for the picking it seems. I can just imagine how sweet…"

Angel felt like a train hit him as Spike hit him in the back with the fire poker digging the curved edge into his shoulder. Buffy slumped forward as Angel let go of her neck, she gasped for much needed air as Dru rushed to Angelus' side.

"DADDY!"

Spike grabbed the Slayer's arm and pulled her out of the room.

"Let go of me." Buffy snarled.

Giles punched Spike knocking the vampire back.

Angelus appeared in the doorway, "You're dead, Slayer."

The gang was stunned into total silence. As soon as he stepped out of the doorway, he stopped. "Buffy? Oh god, I'm sorry. I'm sorry." He staggered forward only to receive a hard punch from the slayer.

"I know that was because of the room, but I can't even look at you right now." She turned and walked down the hallway only to be chased by Willow.

"What's that all about?" Cordy asked. "I mean I was traumatized by nakedness."

Dru stepped through the door, "I guess the parties over now." She batted her lashes at Spike.

"I guess so, pet." He replied slowly.

"Daddy, I think I know a way that you can come back." Dru smiled at Angel.

"Get away from me." He flinched as he felt the deep wound in his back tear a little more with his movement. "I got to find Buffy. I've got to explain."

"Yeah, explain, 'Oh Angelic Faced one' I'm sure that she'll just forgive and forget," Spike said sarcastically as he turned in the opposite direction. "Dru!"

Drusilla shrugged her shoulder. "Next time we'll play longer, and with the Slayer's blood." Dru smiled as she sucked the remnants of the slayers blood off her fingers, and followed Spike.

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