New Destiny

Disclaimer: The BTVS and Angel characters belong to the author God: Joss Whedon.

Author's Note: Nakia Goddess is my personal character so do not use her since she is planned for a future story in my other worlds. Thanks!

Chapter One: Life of the Unlived

Nakia stared at the creature crawling across the ground like a rat, and scoffed in disgust. She could not understand how this man was capable of becoming an agent of good, to help someone else in the coming days. She was charged with taking him to Sunnydale where he would be put to use by the Goddess above and the Powers That Be. He couldn't even catch a rat, for goodness sakes, how could he possibly help the Slayer?

She was about to give up this silly quest when the man stopped in his jerking stumbling gait and stood up straight. His eyes locked on her immediately, which shocked Nakia seen as how she was camouflaging herself from supernatural creatures such as him. He moved towards her quickly and smelled the air surrounding her. Nakia could not understand his fascination until he spoke, and then she had to ignore the shimmy that went through her body at his smooth as chocolate voice. His hands found their way onto her hips to hold Nakia captive as he slouched over her and found what he was searching for.

At her right hip.

"You smell of Darla," he stated in curiosity.

"Thanks," she replied. The stupid vampire could smell his sire on her. Nakia grabbed his hands to try and make him release her but all he did was look up at her from his position kneeling on the ground. His dark hair was ratted and pulled back into a messy ponytail and his clothes smelled of rot and dampness.

"The only things that ever retain the scent of a vampire on them are her children and those he or she has bitten. You are not a vampire but you are also not dead, how is this possible?"

"I shocked her with electricity, it shocked her and allowed me a chance to escape, now if your done we have to go to Sunnydale. You were already supposed to be there with her."

He was still kneeling in front of her so Nakia pulled him to his feet forcibly. It was only because he clearly hadn't fed in far too long that she was capable of pulling him to his feet at all and it was difficult to keep him there. She grunted under the weight of his body even as she pushed the hood of her jacket back, pulled the neck of her sweater away from her shoulder and pulled his head towards her. "You need to feed, do it quickly."

He shook his head but Nakia just kept tugging him closer until his hunger and her proximity forced him to bite down into her shoulder. Nakia hissed at the pain and quickly shut it down, using her preternatural strength to block the sensation of pain and waited for him to drink his fill. Just as she started to sense her body's loss she moved her hand to the back of his neck and shocked him. As she was connected to the earth in her powers, it was easy to pull the electricity from the air and funnel it into a weapon; it was one of her most effective offensive abilities.

Angel's head snapped back and she caught sight of him with his bumpy forehead and the golden eyes of his inner demon. The vampire in front of her momentarily mesmerized her and then she shoved him back to the ground so he wouldn't lunge again for her throat.

"Are you lucid?" Nakia demanded even as she grabbed a bandage from her bag and wrapped her neck. She knew he hadn't been feeding, so it was going to be pretty much a part of the retrieval because he was too out of it to respond when he was starving.

He stood, this time his face was human and his dark brown eyes were clear and comprehending the world around him. He looked down at her in wonder, "Who are you?"

"I am here to deliver you to your destiny for good, who I am doesn't matter."

"Well I say that who you are matters to me, you fed me and now you're just going to take me somewhere because it's my destiny. Tell me why I should believe you?"

Nakia rolled her eyes, held her hand out to his face again which he dodged instinctively whether because she shocked him a minute before or because he was never close to people since the soul, it didn't really matter. She soothed him with nonsensical sounds and touched the side of his head. She thought about the things she knew about him and the wonderful things he could accomplish if he would go to Sunnydale and help the Slayer. She showed him just enough to give him a taste of the life he could have, one of redemption and helping people in need.

He sighed and Nakia pulled her hand away before directing him out of the alleyway and into her vehicle and started the drive to Sunnydale, luckily he had wandered pretty close to his destination. It would take them a few hours and they would get there just in time before the sun rose.

The time passed in silence, Nakia trying to pull away from the feelings she'd had about this vampire since she started having dreams about him. At thirteen her powers had manifested and it had done so with the life of Angelus and the future of Angel. She knew the fear of his victims and the hope and faith others had in him when he did what he did best, saving others. He was born for this life of protecting the innocent.

That was the being she had fallen in lust with by the age of fifteen. She also knew he was supposed to fall in love with the Slayer so she tried to hold onto the disgust at his presence and ignored the desire born of knowledge of what was to come.

Angel listened to her heart, as it thumped steadily in her chest. The stranger had wrested his curiosity from him. All he wanted to do was know more about her, her heart told him that she was nervous about his presence but not about the vampire thing. She clearly knew what he was and wasn't afraid.

He spent the trip looking at her every once in a while, taking in the long black hair and the light green eyes set in a pixie like face and her slim body was wrapped up in black and leather. It seemed as though she was dressed for battle, which also spurned his curiosity about her.

Watching as the scenery quickened with the pace of the car for several hours of darkness before they entered a small town that Angel knew really well. He'd been clearly distracted when she said something about where they were going because he would have never agreed to come to the Hellmouth where his demon felt as though it was closer to the surface and there were walking, talking idiot victims everyway in this town.

"I don't want to be here?" he whispered to her.

She turned and shook her head, "It doesn't matter, you're destiny is here."

They kept moving through town slowly and when the woman stopped the car, they were stopped in front of a large stone building on the edge of town that reminded him of a cottage but didn't have any windows so it would be convenient for him for sure, if he was planning on staying.

"I can't stay here, it's harder to control the blood lust here, the Hellmouth makes demons stronger and the instincts are barely manageable."

"You are here and you are supposed to meet up with the Slayer in a few days, stay here and do what your supposed to do. Find a way to fight the blood lust and become what you are supposed to be."

Angel shook his head and forced himself out of the car, the sun was going to rise soon and he had to be inside or burn. He would get out of Sunnydale this evening when the sun fell.

Then the woman spoke again, opening her window to call after him as he walked up to the door, "I am living here myself and I will check back to make sure you're still here helping her!"

Angel knew it was supposed to be a threat but to him, a chance to see her again well that just meant he was going to have to stay in town and help the Slayer. It was a reason to stay here a little longer than he planned.