This Story Has Been In My Head Ever Since Season 5 Of Buffy(Which, Since I'm Done With Buffy And On Season 3 Of Angel, Has Been A Dang While). I'm Just Getting Around To Actually Writing It Out. I Think This Is Gonna Be One Of My Bests( And Since I'm Actually Publishing It That Means Something :)) So Anyways Here It Is. Enjoy )

I Don't Own Angel Nor Any Of The Characters. That Would Be The Superhuman Joss Whedon :)


L.A. A dark place where the good are few and bad run around freely with no one to stop them, and hiding behind the bad are the evil. The ones that only come out at night, and every little kid imagines is under their bed and adults pretend don't exist. I don't know where I fit in those categories, but if I had to pick what I was I would say, unnatural. Something that isn't supposed to exist, by all laws of nature, but does anyway. A complete outcast in all levels of society.

I never wished for this life. Running and hiding in the darkness. Being forced to live with all things evil. I never wanted it, but I have it, like it or not. When I first realized what I was I was angrier then I ever thought I could be. People, towns, and society in general crashed and burned because of me. The pain and suffering I caused still haunts me in my ever real dreams. The people I killed still whisper in my ear.

After the anger came the denial. I couldn't be this monster that caused so much hurt and undoubtedly would create more. I searched everywhere for someone or something to change me back to the real me. The person I used to be, that would never and could never cause so much pain. I found nothing. No cure, no spell, nothing could help me now. Not even death could stop me. I was still a monster.

I couldn't understand why I was picked into this, and still don't. I was such a good person, when I was still a person. I went to church and faithfully followed my everlasting father, but still I became what I am. I just couldn't believe that God himself had turned his back on his loving child, and left me in the dark evil that now surrounded me. I wandered for years, still hoping and wishing that someone would help me. That God would take pity on me and save me from this horrible life. But nothing came for me.

I became depressed and lonely. I walked streets and crossed countries just hopelessly hoping for intervention. At this point all I wanted was to be put out of my misery. I wanted death. I heard rumors of a person, someone who killed monsters for a living. Someone who hasn't yet failed to kill a beast that has gotten in their way. Sunny California was my new destination. That's how I found the person who saved me.

In the darkest, place in California I found a savior. I felt them before I even met them. I watched from the shadows as they fought not just enemies but themselves as well. I knew I was needed here, and before I could be helped I had to clear my conscious and die with a clean slate, no more blood on my hands. This, I knew, was my chance to make up for all that I've ever done. Finally some good could come from the monster that was me. This is the story of how I found my Angel.


Oh Snap This Isn't In Angel's POV ;) LOL! Please Review? :D Let Me Know If You Love Or Hate It And(This is A First For Me So Take Advantage Of It :P) Let Me Know If There's Any Certain Couples You Want To Appear In This Story. It Might Just Be A Fling But If Its A Good Couple I'll Inser It :O So Review! ;)