Title: Hostile Takeover
Author: Carol (firstname.lastname@example.org)
Rating: PG 13
Pairings: Willow/Julian Luna
Disclaimer: Willow of BtVS belongs to Joss Whedon and associates.
Julian belongs to whoever holds the rights to the television show
Kindred: The Embraced. (Um...White Wolf?) I'm just borrowing these
characters for a while to play with. I promise to put them back when
Buffy spoilers: AU after graduation.
KtE spoilers: None. I’m thinking AU completely
Author Notes: This is in response to Jinni’s Quickie Challenge
for pairing #112. http://quickie.moonlitpaths.com/
Dedicated to Jinni who wanted Kindred the Embraced fic to jump start
Willow glanced in the mirror. Her makeup was impeccable. Her long
hair was up in a no nonsense bun. She was clad in a navy blue
business suit. It brought out her paleness and her vibrant red
hair. She looked every inch the professional.
She had come a long way from the shy computer hacker in high
school. She no longer resided in Sunnydale. After graduation, she
just didn’t have the heart to stay and fight the forces of
darkness any longer. She had lost her beloved boyfriend, Oz. She
took up her parents’ offer to pay for tuition to M.I.T. She
never looked back and she never regretted the decision.
Now, she was the owner of her very own computer software start-up
company. They were an affiliated subsidiary of Microsoft. Her
company produced software to run in conjunction with all the many
flavors of Microsoft product. It was lucrative and it was her
Yes, she had managed to flourish professionally but at the expense
of having no personal life. She spent long hours making her company
the best it could be. She didn’t begrudge time spent hyping or
managing her company. She did miss the creative side of the
business. She missed the problem solving process involved in fixing
buggy code. But she didn’t miss not having time for frivolous
romances with gold diggers or social climbers. She knew that they
were just after what she was worth.
So, she had no life and if this jerk had his way, no company. She
wasn’t going to sit idly by and let some corporate raider destroy
all that she had built. This wasn’t just a company. It was her
baby. If she lost this, then what did she have to show for? And
what about her employees? They were the closest thing she had to a
family. She barely spoke with her ever-busy parents.
She put on her resolve face. Her company was not going to be
another statistic. Not if she had anything to do with it. Julian
Luna can take his offer and shove it where the sun doesn’t shine.
She was fully prepared to tell off the reclusive Mr. Luna until she
got a good look at him. He was handsome. His short black hair was
slicked back to draw attention to his striking features. Dark brown
eyes stared at her as if looking into her very soul. He exuded an
aura of power and absolute control. Commanding presence just
didn’t seem to do him justice. Willow guessed that this was what
ever they had in mind when the word charisma had been coined.
Willow was surprised that he would come out of his big mansion to
come to this meeting. Maybe it had something to do with the trouble
that Willow was causing for Mr. Luna’s lawyers. She was making
this takeover as painful as possible. She pulled out every trick in
the book to delay. She was not going quietly into the night.
Julian stood as the C.E.O. of Rosenberg Software entered the
conference room. He knew that the president was a woman and a
difficult one at that. He had not been informed of her pixie like
beauty. She was a petite firecracker that was giving his
acquisitions department fits. He had come to this meeting
personally to oversee the matter. Maybe his old school charm would
be able to smooth over any difficulties.
Willow approached Julian to give him a piece of her mind but
faltered as he took her hand and placed a chaste kiss upon her
knuckles. “It is a pleasure to finally make your acquaintance,
Ms. Rosenberg. I’m Julian Luna.”
Thus their relationship began. He had started it in the hopes of
charming her out of her company. He failed in that mission but
gained a more valuable prize. He gained her adoration and her love.
He wined her and dined her. She wasn’t easily swayed. She was a
challenge. She brought a breath of fresh air into a long and dreary
life. She was absolutely perfect for being an addition to the clan
and hopefully his life.
Yes, Julian was considering making her a Ventrue. She epitomized
the values that the clan held in high esteem. She was computer
savvy which would be beneficial to improving the clan’s holdings.
But how to bring that up into conversation. Well, if she refused
then he would use the powers of mental manipulation at his
fingertips. He would wipe the memory and replace it with something
less harmful to the Kindred community.
Willow hoped that tonight would be the night that Julian would take
things a step further. He was a gentleman and didn’t push the
physical side which was very sad really. Willow was raring to go
and wanted an escalation in physical activities. She wanted to know
what lurked under that very prim and proper immaculately tailored
business suit. But she didn’t want to scare him off. She had
finally gotten a life and it was with him. She didn’t want
things to end. Not if she could help it.
She dressed with care for the evening out. They were going to the
opera. He did enjoy taking her to cultural outings. She would be
wearing forest green velvet formal for the outing. She hoped he
would like it. He loved seeing her in green. He said it brought
out the emeralds in her eyes. She hoped that the velvet would be a
lure to get him to touch her and maybe something more. It was
devious of her but she liked it.
Willow sat back in the comfort of the limousine. Julian sat down
beside her and offered her some champagne. She gave a smile and
took the flute. He placed the bottle back in the ice and turned to
her. She was sipping the champagne and looking out the window of
the car onto the darkened streets of San Francisco.
“Willow I have something that I would like to discuss with you.
It is regarding our future.”
Willow almost choked on the champagne. It went down the wrong way
and she had a fit of coughing before she recovered. Julian smiled
as he patted her back.
Willow blushed. “Um…sorry for the coughing. You took me by
surprise there. What would you like to talk about?”
Julian took her hand and looked down. He was trying to find the
correct phrasing so not to startle her too much. He took a deep
breath and looked into her lovely green eyes. “Willow, how do
you feel about eternity?”
Willow fondly remembered that night. It was almost comedic in
nature. Willow thought he meant marriage when he was talking about
embracing her. She naturally freaked when he revealed his true
nature. She thought she had gotten away from the supernatural. She
He tried his whammy but it didn’t work. Willow had seen too much
from living on the hell mouth and helping a slayer. She knew that
vampires existed and nothing he could do would change that fact.
She just didn’t know that there were two kinds. When she asked
to see his game face, he understood that she thought his was of the
demon kind and not kindred. She had never known any kindred to her
When he calmly explained the differences, she settled down. She had
to think about it. She swore that she would tell no one. Who would
believe her? She had lived in Sunnydale. She knew the ingenuity of
a human populace determined to not see anything out of the norm.
He had her watched carefully. He couldn’t let her break the
masquerade. He was the prince of San Francisco and he had to
enforce the law. He would be sad to order her death but it was
necessary. Luckily, she consented. She wanted a long life to do
what she just didn’t seem to have time for at the present. She
never regretted her decision.
So, here she lay on silk sheets waiting for her lover, her sire, her
prince. He was a passionate soul. He showed her the wonders of the
world. She was so thankful. Her eyes had been opened to what the
real joys of life were. Funny that she had to die to understand
that. But that death was only temporary, when she awoke she was
kindred and of the clan Ventrue.
Julian strolled into the master bedroom. He took in her naked form
as she lay nestled in the pillows. She graced him with a come-
hither smile. He grinned and quickly removed his clothes to join
his favorite childer. She brought a vibrant energy to his old
life. She renewed him. He had regained love that he thought he
would never have again.
“Were you waiting long my lovely Willow?”
She shyly smiled up at him as he lay down next to her. She reached
up and kissed him softly on the lips. “Not long my dashing
Prince. Not long at all.”