Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Drusilla’s Soul ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

I do not own BtVS, Angel the Series and Digimon. This is my first fanfic to write my ideal. When I first read Yamato the Vampire Slayer by Empress of the Eclipse on Angelfire and Fanfic. I caught my attention and I was reading it so far. It was pretty good, yet it saddened me when TK died. So I decided to write my own fanfic and make something better. So please enjoy yourselves.

In 1860 in England at night, Angelus was walking down a street filled with people in regency clothing and horse-drawn carriages. He was about to pass the mouth of an alley when he stopped and turned down into it. He held out his hand, and a woman took it and let him help her up. 

 

Angelus said, "I thought we were meeting in the Square." 

 

"I ran into Lord Nichols - horrid little man,” said Darla. She looked over at a body with bite marks on his neck lying on the ground. “He was propositioning a streetwalker and dickering over the price - can you imagine? I told him I'd do him for nothing." 

 

"You're very charitable," said Angelus.

 

Darla delicately dabbing at her mouth with a handkerchief. "I so loathe cheap royalty." 

 

He leans in, half-kisses half-licks her mouth. 

 

Angelus smirked, "They all taste the same to me." 

 

Darla chuckled. "Mmmmmm, my boy does have the touch." 

 

Angelus: "Darla." 

 

Darla: "Yes?" 

 

Angelus: "Why'd you kill the streetwalker?" 

 

Next to the man lies a dead woman. 

 

Darla: "Oh, I just liked her. Guess what's next?" 

 

Darla and Angelus exited the alley and walked along the street. 

 

Angelus asked, "What is it?" 

 

Darla smiled, "Surprise. You have to guess." 

 

Angelus scanned the street. Finally spotted a family with three young daughters coming out of a building.

 

Angelus smirked, "The three daughters. All virgins." 

 

Darla smirked, "Close." 

 

Angelus sensed a pure presence."The one in the middle has something delicate and unique… Did you find me a Saint?" 

 

Darla smiled, "Better than that - she has the sight." 

 

The girl in the middle turned. It was Drusilla. She looked straight into Angelus' eyes. 

 

"Visions. She sees the future.” Angelus grinned, Darla clinging to his arm, started walking towards Drusilla. “She is pure innocence, yet she sees what's coming, she knows what I'm going to do to her. I'll really have to come up to snuff for this one." 

Dru turned away from them and herds her sisters away. Darla puts a hand on Angelus’ chest to stop him from following further. 

 

"Down boy, let the plum ripen," said Darla.

 

"You always come up with something new." grinned Angelus.

 

Darla chuckled, "Keeps me young."

 

“A woman who can see the future. I’ll make her work for me.” Angelus thought.

 

THE NEXT DAY AT THE CHURCH 

Drusilla knelt down, blessed herself, and entered the confessional stall.

 

* "Bless me, Father, for I have sinned…”

Drusilla was slightly nervous.... but she needed to tell someone. Someone to reassure her. Hannah and little Anne could only do so much and even then she believed it was more out of kindness.

 

"It's been two days since my last Confession.." Silence. "Father?"

 

"That's not very long"

 

The voice sounds foreign... but at least an answer. Someone to forgive and reassure her.

 

"Oh, Father, I'm so afraid.." Her voice was shaking with fright. Why did she have to have this cursed sight? It's not bringing any good.

 

"The Lord is very forgiving. Tell me your sins."

 

"I had....." Drusilla took a deep breath. Still slightly fearful... "I've been seeing again, Father. Yesterday the men were going to work in the mine. I had...." She was shaking trying to keep the tears at bay "a terrible fright... My stomach all tied up.... and I saw this horrible.... crash. My Mummy said to keep my peace. It didn't mean anything. But this morning, they had a cave in... two men died.."

 

"Go on." The voice seemed intrigued.

 

"Me Mum says I'm cursed. My seeing things is an affront to the Lord. That only he's supposed to see things before it happens...." She couldn't keep the tears in any longer. Sobbing, Drusilla continued "But I don't mean to, Father, I swear! I swear!" Tears were streaming down her face, she just needed to hear it was okay. That's really all. That there was nothing wrong with her. That she wasn't evil. "I try to be pure in His sight. I don't want to be an evil thing."

 

" Oh hush child. The Lord has a plan for all creatures. Even a devil child like you." The voice tauntingly stated.

 

Drusilla was confused and slightly taken aback. Wasn't Father supposed to be... kind? Reassuring? Not reaffirming her worst fears of being an evil thing?

 

"A devil?" The word sounded absurd coming from her lips.

 

"Yes! You're a spawn of Satan. All the Hail Mary's in the world aren't going to help. The Lord will use you and smite you down. He's like that" the voice seemed to enjoy this. Almost like Drusilla was his chess piece, using her to make the perfect move.

 

"What can I do?"

 

"Fulfil his plan, child, be evil. Just give in." The taunting continued.

 

Tears started coming to her eyes. She... she can't be evil. She... she didn't really have any idea now. Protesting through her tears, she half yelled "No! I want to be good. I want to be pure!"

 

"We all do at first. The world doesn't work that way."

 

Maybe if she pleaded with him. Maybe some reassurance. A deal. Whatever to make her believe she wasn't evil.

 

"Father..... I beg you..... Please... Please, help me." Drusilla pleaded.

 

"Very well. Ten Our Fathers and an Act of Contrition. Does that sound good?" The voice responded back to her plea.

 

"Yes..." Drusilla exhaled in relief "Yes, Father. Thank you."

 

"The pleasure was mine. And my child...."

 

"Yes?"

 

"God is watching you.”

 

Later that night

With Angelus was at Druslla’s house with her family, he waited for Druslla as he had her family tied up to the chairs, he had tools out on the table.

 

She came in, he tied Druslla up made her watch he began with her father got pilers and ripped his nipples off of him.

 

Angelus then got a knife, cut him all over his body and used the knife, cut his arms off his tenders and bled to death.

Angelus went to her mother, smiled at her then ripped her clothes off, he rubbed his dick became 10 inches in length and he rammed into Drusilla’s mother.

 

She yelled out in pain, Drusilla watched in horror as her mind was slowly breaking, pain hit her mind as she was losing her sanity.

 

Angelus moaned in pleasure as he slid in and out of her mother like she was a common tramp on the street, both they came rose.

 

An hour past and Angelus came over 14 times in her mother he then ripped Drusilla’s mother’s throat out, he untied the horrified and tainted the girl that had dark seeped into her body mind and soul.

 

She ran out the house looking for help found a nun who took her into the Sisters of Mercy, she told them what happened.

 

She cried, ”My family's dead, they're all dead!” she yelled out in sorrow and fear, they took her to a small room with rock like walls .

 

“Here you go, miss.” said a nun with blue eyes and blonde hair, her name was sister Theresa. They gave Drusilla food water clothes to wear.

 

She put them on, ate her food, went to sleep. She had nightmares and was yelling, a red-headed nun ran in.”Shh, it’s ok,miss. You’re safe” name was sister Mary.

 

Drusilla woke up in cold sweat and tears. She was scared the vampire would find her, and Angelus walked to the church and touched the door. A barrier was around it.

 

He hissed then forced his way in breaking it, he entered the church looking for Drusilla.

 

He breaks through doors killing priests and nuns intel he find her room broke in and ripped sister Mary in half. Drusilla slid down to the wall, crying uncontrollably. She was terrified.

 

Angelus sitting on the edge of a table staring at something. Darla entered the room behind him. 

 

Angelus without turning, "Hello love." 

 

Darla wrapped her arms around his shoulders. "We made quite a mess out there. Blood and habits everywhere." 

 

Angelus smirked, "Convents. They’re just a great big cookie jar." 

 

They kiss. 

 

Drusilla mumbled, "Black sky. It wants a little wormy me." 

 

Angelus and Darla break apart and look over at a sobbing Dru. 

 

Dru went insane. "No. No. Make it stop!" 

 

Darla asked, "What is she doing here? I thought you killed her." 

 

Angelus shook his head, "No. Just her family." 

 

He pushed Darla down on the floor and rolls on top of her. 

 

Dru scooting back towards the wall, "Eyes like arrows - like-like needles." 

 

Angelus looked over at her, "This one's special. I have big plans for her." 

 

He leaned down to kiss Darla. 

 

Dru watching them, "Snake in the woodshed. Snake in the woodshed. Snake in the woodshed! Snake in the woodshed!"

 

Darla rolled them over so she's now on top. 

 

"So are we going to kill her during, or after?" Darla asked.

 

Angelus sat up, startling her. "Neither. We turn her into one of us. Killing is so merciful at the end, isn't it? The pain has ended." 

 

Darla was a bit complained. "But to make her one of us? She's a lunatic." 

 

Angelus smirked, "Eternal torment,” grabbed a hold of Darla's arms and rolls them so he was back on top with her under him on the floor. ”Am I learning?" 

 

Angelus started to kiss Darla while Dru first laughed then cried.