Assignment 2- Angel's Secret

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Angel's Secret

By Danielle

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters. You know that. Why do we have to go
through this every time? Oh yeah- so I don't get sued.
Authors Notes: This is my fic for Assignment 2. My assignment- write a fic
where Spike finds out a secret about Angel. This takes place 1st season Angel
during that episode where Spike wanted the Gem of Amarra and hired that other
vampire to torture Angel to find out where it was.

WARNING: Possible lameness follows. Read at your own risk.
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"What do you want Angel?"

Silence. The stupid bugger just wouldn't break. What a pain in the arse,
Spike thought to himself. His hired help warmed another poker in the fire.
Seeing that it was red hot, he stood and asked again. "What do you want,
Angel?"

"You to stop asking me that question."

Ooh- wrong answer. The poker was plunged through the dangling vamp with a
soul like so much shish ka bab. Angel screamed in pain, and Spike turned his
nose up at the acrid smell of burning flesh. Spike looked at the third vamp
in the room. "Having a rough time with this one, eh? Should have expected it
what with him being so damn noble and all."

He wiped at his glasses and replaced them on his face. "He will break
eventually. And when he does, there won't be anything he won't tell you to
stop the pain. Just give me time."

"Sure thing, mate. In fact, why don't you take a break? Go get a drink, have
a smoke- whatever it is you want to do."

He looked at Spike strangely for a minute, almost as if he were uncertain
whether or not Spike was serious. Finally he shrugged, then nodded. "I'll be
back in 15 minutes."

Spike watched him go, then turned to Angel. "I guess it's just you and me
now, isn't it Angel? This guy says you'll break soon. What do you have to say
about it?"

"I'll die before I tell you where the Gem of Amarra is."

Spike nodded slowly. "I'm sure you will. In any case, I'll leave getting that
bit of information out of you to the expert. Me, I'm interested in what
secrets you'll tell me right now."

Angel actually opened his eyes and looked at his former sidekick. "Right now?
What do you want to know, Spike? How it was with me and Dru? I'd be happy to
tell you all about it. How is she anyway? Or is she still with that Chaos
Demon she dumped you for?"

Spike shot to his feet and ripped one of the pokers that had cooled out of
Angel's shoulder, taking seared chunks of skin with it. Angel screamed and
Spike laughed. "Now that was fun. Let's see… which one should I pull out
next?"

Angel swallowed hard, bracing himself for the next wave of pain. Spike
grabbed the rod near Angels' left knee and tore it out the same way, grinning
delightedly as Angel whimpered. "Now I'm going to ask you a question, and if
I don't think you're telling me the truth, I'll keep going until there isn't
one piece of skin left on your body- got it?"

Angel nodded weakly and Spike smiled again. He walked to where Angel was
dangling from his chains and leaned in close to the Vampire that was once his
idol. He whispered his question and Angel immediately twitched on the short
tether he had. "No. Never."

"Hmm, funny. I think you're lying." He grabbed a poker and yanked it from
just under Angel's rib cage. He screamed and Spike watched as the blood
slowly began to drip from the wound on to the floor. "Now tell me the truth."

"I did, Spike. I swear it never happened."

Spike just shrugged and grabbed two rods, one on either side of Angels'
torso, and tore them out viciously. "If you're going to keep lying to me,
I'll just keep pulling. Tell me."

"No."

"Say it- I know it's true."

"No, It isn't."

"Fine." Grabbing two pokers with each hand, Spike ripped them out of Angel's
body. Angel screamed with all the air his lungs could hold. If they weren't
in a deserted warehouse by the docks, someone might have cared.  Spike
dropped the metal rods, letting them clatter to the ground and stepped close
to Angel once again. "Are you going to tell me now?"

"No."

"Fine. Then I'll pull every one of the rest of these things out." He grabbed
at the one stabbing through Angels' collarbone, and prepared to pull, when
finally Angel broke.

"Okay, okay, it's true! I slept with the Master! All the time. I was his
favorite piece of ass! I admit it- I was his bitch! What else do you want to
know? What he made me wear? What he made me call him? I'll tell you anything-
just don't pull any more of them out!"

Spike's laughter echoed out of the building and out across the water, leaving
a very confused torture expert to try and devise why Angel was almost
completely devoid of pokers and Spike was rolling across the floor in a
hysterical fit.