Written For: Challenge 45: That Precious Thing at drabblesoup.
Summary: Since being cursed, Angel has gained something worth more to him than any amount of riches.
Disclaimer: I don’t own BtVS, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Joss Whedon.
When he’d first been turned, Angel had revelled in the freedom, taking whatever he wanted, whether it be fancy clothes, jewellery, money, or the lifeblood of his human victims. He’d found it a heady experience, wanting for nothing, and had delighted in tormenting his victims by taking whatever was most precious to them; their wealth, their wives, their children, their sanity…
Then the gypsies cursed him and he’d realised all he’d had as a vampire had been worthless; none of it had mattered. How could any amount of wealth and finery compare to that most precious thing, his human soul?