Angelus
A new story. A new beginning.
What if Liam hadn't of met Darla down that alley, but instead saves someone. Come and see the new destiny that awaits Angelus. This story isn't about Liam, but the girl he saves. Liam will be given a different name when he is turned.
Rated PG-13 for now, only for language. But in later chapters it will be upgraded to R.
Chapter 1
Sunrise in Galway, Ireland 1753
A maid servant is filling a pitcher with water at a well. Liam is leaning against the wall of the house in the shadow looking disheveled, from a night of drinking and having sex.
"Anna." Liam called out to the maid.
"Master Liam?" Anna said looking up at him.
"Anna, come closer." Liam begged her. He only had one thing on his mind.
"Master Liam, your father..."
"Will be off to church by now." Liam said cutting her off. "Repenting of his sins, and well he should. Closer, Anna."
"Why do you keep to the shadows, sir? Are you not well?" Anna said trying to change the subject. She knew what Liam wanted but she wanted to stall him some.
"The light. It bothers my eyes just now."
"And I know the reason why." Liam's father says as he comes up behind him and pushes him out into the sunlight of the courtyard. "Up again all night, is it? Drinking and whoring. I smell the stink of it on you."
"And a good morning to you, father." Liam says as he picks himself up.
"You're a disgrace."
"If you say so, father." Liam says back casually.
"Oh, I do. I do say so." his father said with a shake of his head. "Have you not had enough debauchery for one night? Must you corrupt the servants as well?"
"Servant, father." Liam corrected him. "We have one servant. Anyway, - everyone gets corrupted, - but I find some forms of corruption - are more pleasant..."
His Dad hits Liam hard across the face, making him spin around.
"I am ashamed to call you my son. You're a lay-about and a scoundrel and you'll never amount to anything more than that."
Liam smiles at him and then walks into their house.
"If you refuse to do as a say, then I want you out of this house!" his dad shouts out. Liam's sister and mother come downstairs to see what the commotion is about. Liam's little sister Kathy starts crying as she see's Liam being yelled at again.
Liam just walks past his father and looks at his little sister.
"Liam! You'll do as I say." His father shouted from behind him.
Liam just ignored his words and wiped away the tears from Kathy's face.
"Sweet Kathy. No tears. We'll meet again."
"Defy me now, you won't. - Not as long as I live." his father warned.
"You'll want to move away from the door now, father." Liam said as he turned around and glared at him.
"Go through it, but don't ever expect to come back."
"As you wish, father. Always, just as you wish."
"It's a son I wished for - a man - instead God gave me you! A terrible disappointment."
"Disappointment?" Liam scoffed. "A more dutiful son you couldn't have asked for. My whole life you've told me in word, in glance, what it is you required of me, and I've lived down to your every expectations, now haven't I?"
"That's madness!" his father shouted.
"No. The madness is that I couldn't fail enough for you. But we'll fix that now, won't we?"
"I fear for you, lad." his father said with real emotion.
"And is that the only thing you can find in your heart for me now, father?" Liam asked.
"Who'll take you in, huh? No one!"
"I'll not lack for a place to sleep, I can tell you that. Out of my way."
"I was never in your way, boy." his father said as Liam opens the door and storms out.
"If you'll go courting trouble, you're sure to find it!" his father calls out to him as he slams the door.
Later that night at a local tavern
As Liam drinks himself into oblivion and dances with a beautiful whore, a noble woman named Darla watches him with interest.
"Who is he?" Darla asks as a maid walks by her table.
"Who, that one?" the maid asked as she see's Liam as he starts a fight with another drunk.
Liam then takes a drink from his mug of ale and goes back to fighting.
"Yes. - He's magnificent." Darla says as if she's mesmerized by the sight of the man.
"Oh, yeah, God's gift, alright." the maid replies with a smile.
"Really? I've never known God to be so generous."
"Oh, his lies sound pretty when the stars are out. But he forgets every promise he's made when the sun comes up again." the maid says as if she's experienced it before.
"That wouldn't really be a problem for me actually." Darla say's as her and Liams eyes meet. Liam starts walking towards Darla when someone brakes a bottle over his head. As Darla is about to go over and get Liam, a man suddenly runs up to her.
"Mistress Darla." the vamp says from beside her.
"What is it, Thomas?" Darla asks annoyed.
"The Master said that he wants your company for tonight."
"But..."
"He doesn't seem happy right now, mistress. I think it's best if you just come with me now." Looking down at the still form of Liam, Darla stood from her seat and walked out of the tavern with Thomas.
"Where is she?" Liam immediately asked as he opened his eyes.
"Who are you talkin' about, lad?" the tavern owner asked as he helped him to his feet.
"That beautiful blonde." he replied. The old tavern owner then gave him a wiry smile.
"She just left with another man." with that said Liam immediately ran for the door. No way was another man, taking what was his. Even if he didn't know her yet.
"Hey lad, what about your tab?" the tavern owner yelled out.
"I'll pay you later!" Liam yelled over his shoulder as he ran out of the bar.
After about five minutes of searching, Liam couldn't find hide nor hair of the blonde. As he was about to turn around and go back in the tavern, he suddenly heard a woman's scream.
Not knowing why but he ran in the direction of the scream. As he walked down the dark alley he saw a huge man looming over a black woman. Always one, ready for a fight he suddenly shouted.
"Hey you, hands off the lass!" As he said this the man, no the monster turned and snarled at him. Before Liam could do so much as move, the vampire ran to him and punched him in the face. The force of the blow sent him five feet in the air, where he crashed onto some wooden crates.
Before he could even try to get up the vampire jumped in the air, ready to pounce on him. Seeing nothing but a piece of broken wood, Liam picked it up and raised it up high. Seeing the wood the vampire was still unable to change the way he landed.
Falling onto the slat of wood, the vampire crumbled into dust. As Liam sat there, stunned that demons really existed, he suddenly heard the girl crying. Getting up and collecting himself, he slowly shuffled over to her.
"Hey lass, you're safe now." he said as he sat down beside her. The woman then looked up at him with tear streaked eyes. She had light colored skin and she looked to be about sixteen.
"My parent's." she cried out. Looking further down the alley, Liam saw a black couple along with a old heavy set white man, laying in a pool of their own blood. The man he noticed was a rich man from america named Richard Davis. Looking back at the girl and then over at her parents Liam assumed that, they must have been Davis's slaves.
Standing to his feet, Liam walked over to Davis' body and stole his purse. 'The old bastard want be needing it anymore.' Liam thought to himself.
Then he looked down at the girl. With a sigh he sat down beside her again.
"Hey lass, what's your name?" he asked as he gently shook her on the shoulder.
"An...Angela." she said as she looked up at him again. Suddenly it was like he was looking at his little sister's face, he imagined as he looked at her crying.
"Well, Angela my name is Liam." he replied. "I'm sorry but your parents are... gone. Now come with me." Liam said as he stood to his feet. "I'll take you somewhere safe."
With that said, she put her hand in his and walked out of the dark alley. Never looking back.
A/N The characters in this story will seem to be out of character. But if you like this story then just read it and don't complain. Also don't worry they will be in the present day later in the fic. Also Angela is sixteen but she just looks older.