This is my first Angel Fiction. It's Dark. Very. Un'beta'd. For-warned.

This Probably will be a stand alone. But It will depend on feedback.

Any reviews are okay.. I'll keep the marshmallows handy.. ;) just in case..

As always, if any beta'd is willing to help me with my sucky sentence structure, please email me.

Hope ya enjoy!

Title: There Once Was This Man Called Wesley...

Author: bunsdarien.

Rating: R

Category: Angst, Drama,

Spoilers: Well, since Wesley died in the last episode, will all should already know that. And STILL be pissed by it!

Synopsis: Set After Season Five. Wesley is Dead! Wesley Died by Vail! Wesley died in Illyria's arms... So he should be in Heaven! Right? WRONG!

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: Torture, Violence, Non-Con,(Nothing Graphic)bit Language, Insanity.

There Once Was This Man Called Wesley..

angelwesangelwes:This is Wesley talking to himself. I know "" should be, but since its' all him, I figured it's okay. If not. Tell me I'll fix..:angelwesangelwes.

There once was this man name Wesley

Whose life become something quite messy

Trying to save the day, he took his friends son

To protect him, he went on the run.

And that's when all this fun begun

A morbid laugh is heard.

More rhymes are heard again.

There was this man named Wyndham-Pryce

Who really thinks this cell isn't at all that nice

He died the fight. And woke up one night

In what he thought would be heaven

But, as it turned out that isn't ... Crap! That's not right!

Fiddling with his fingers, he clicks his thumbs in a nervous tune.

Not right, not right. I have to get this right.

There once was this Watcher cub.. Pfft he snorts

Who really sucked at his job.

Stabbed his friends in the back

Took their enemy in the sack

Tried to make amends

And died without his friends

Now he's raped and tortured

Without so much of a...What rhymes with tortured?

Tapping his finger to his head.. Tortured? Mortured, Cortured, Hortured, .. Nothing rhymes with Tortured. Oh, well. Let's try this again.

There Once was...

He stops as the dungeon he has called home for god knows how long is opened.

His bare, pale, weak legs close in to his body. He tries to bury himself into the wall, to no avail.

He's coming for him again.

Wesley knows what will happen.

Blue eyes full of despair settle upwards on the demon's crescent yellow.

With a forceful pull, he is grabbed and lifted up over the demon's shoulder.

He knows what is to come.

He knows this is what he deserves.

Tears flow down his dirty bruised face as they exit the dungeon.

Screams are heard from the distance.

Some time later.

Wesley is thrown into his home. He crawls far from the gates that hold him from freedom.

The gate shuts and the monster that has violated him fades away from sight.

More tears are shed.

Hope is lost.

Faith is gone.

This friends aren't going to rescue him.

They believe he is dead.

Is he really!

He pulls his body as tightly into a ball as the blood stained limbs would go.

There once was a man

Who is doing the best he can

He is alone in hell

And just desperately wants out of this cell

And wants to go home.

Please come

Angel, please

Find me.

Please.

The end...?