Hello! This has been in the works for such a long time and I thought that I might as well post them. I've already re-written some episodes of Angel from Seasons 2, 3 and 4 and if I really want to accomplish something I'll work on them more. Some of these were written even before the show ended. This is mostly in the Angel category but some stories will include the Sunnydale gang seeing as Giles is also a very important character.
But the story focuses on Wesley and his mythical destiny (which is intertwined with Giles but...I'll explain as the story progress) and his journey from the Watcher we all saw to the man that made me cry at the end of Angel.
For now here are some hints that would have happened in certain episodes if the show followed this idea for canon. Enjoy!
So you won't get confused which episode I am referring to:
AE - Angel Episode
BE - Buffy Episode
OE - Original Episode
Episode Tag: 2x2 "Are You Now or Have You Ever Been"
"We invoke thee by the power of the orb of priests of Ramjerin. What was once in our thoughts, be now in our midst." Wesley finished the spell as the atmosphere in the hotel changed. Something started to form above the stair landing.
Angel remembered the last time he had seen the demon and how he had walked away from vanquishing it. Not this time, as the demon finally materialized in front of them with a growl.
"Watch his tentacles." warned Angel.
"Excuse me?" said Cordelia, giving Angel a disgusted look.
"Tentacles!" clarified Wesley.
"Oh." said Cordelia, looking at the demon in front of them.
"I don't remember ordering take-out, but I like what you brung me" said the Thesulac to Angel. "Not as delectable as the last one perhaps but full of tasty paranoia just the same." The Thesulac then eyed Wesley with a smile. "Especially that one."
"What did he mean by that?" asked Wesley looking from Angel and Cordelia.
The Thesulac then grabbed Wesley's wrist with his tentacle and a force like electricity spread from its body to Wesley.
"Wesley!" shouted Angel and Cordelia but they were subdued by the Thesulac's other tentacles.
"You Warlock types are all the same," said the Thesulac. "Always full of sweet paranoia about your magic. The greater the power the more paranoia there is."
"I am not a Warlock," said Wesley standing up. "I'm a Watcher."
"Same thing," said the Thesulac but he was thrown back as Wesley raised his free hand and chanted in Latin, making the demon let go of Wesley.
"You had your last meal here a long time ago." said Angel as he got back to his feet, Cordelia walking straight to Wesley's aid. "You should have gotten out when you had the chance."
"Got out? Now, why would I wanna do that?" said the Thesulac as it drifted toward Angel. "When the room service in this hotel is still excellent. Has been for 50 years. Paranoia here - is like fine wine."
"It gets better with age." said Angel, quietly as the demon smiled. "You're still feeding. Gunn!"
Gunn shoots the Thesulac's tentacles and pins it to the bannister of the stairs. The Thesulac wrapped one of his other tentacles around Gunn's hand holding the crossbow and tossed him against the wall. Gun dropped to the floor. Angel jumped forward, grabbed the demon's other tentacles.
"The kitchen is closed," said Angel as he shoved the end of the demon's tentacle against the exposed wires of the fuse box. Electricity ran all over the demon's body as it exploded into white light and then it was gone. The team was silent as they looked on.
"I take insult in that 'especially that one' remark," said Wesley breaking the silence.
They watch as Angel hurry up the stairs, looking as though he had business to finish and the trio started packing up the equipment, rather Wesley was and Cordelia and Gunn just sat down.
"I'm not paranoid," said Wesley. "I'm cautious yes but paranoid? No."
"He said some other things too Wesley," began Cordelia, thinking it might shut him up. "Like how you had magic and stuff."
"But it said that being a warlock was basically the same thing as being a Watcher," said Gunn. "Same thing. Besides power could either mean magic mumbo jumbo or having so many demon knowledge in his head."
"I've been accused of a great many things in my time, but paranoid has never been one of them." said Wesley finally sitting down on one of the steps.
Gunn shook his head as he and Cordelia shared a look and both rolled their eyes.
"Unless people have been saying it behind my back." said Wesley with a realization and looked at Cordelia and Gunn but the two were already looking at Angel who was descending down the stairs.
"You all right, man?" asked Gunn.
"Yeah." replied Angel with a small smile.
"We finished?" asked Cordelia, clearly not liking the place one bit.
"I think so."
"Good. Because I for one will be glad to see the last of this place. Gives me the heebie-jeebies." said Cordelia.
"No lie. Plus it kind of got an odor to it. You notice that?" added Gunn.
"70 years of violence, mayhem and paranoia - bad vibes." said Cordelia.
"We're moving in." announced Angel.
"I mean, a few throw pillows what's not to love?" added Cordelia,, clearly not liking the idea but then again she wanted her apartment back to herself.
"Angel, surely you more than anyone must appreciate, how for the better part of the last century this place has been host not only to a malevolent demonic presence, but the very worst faces of humanity! - This is a house of evil." said Wesley.
"Not anymore." said Angel as he looked around. "It's only fitting that we help people and save lives from here."
Wesley follows Angel's gaze and walks closer to him. "Angel - you don't - find me - especially paranoid, do you?"
Angel fought back a smile. "Not especially."
"Oh, thank god! - I was worried."
Gunn snorted and Wesley spun around to glare at him. Knowing that they were going to bicker once again, Cordelia clapped her hands together. "Well I'm hungry. So before the odd couple go on with their bickering here why don't we head out and get some take out and savor the last night we are working at my apartment?"
The guys all exchanged looks and nodded as they departed their new offices.
