Everything happens for a reason……
Introducing "Players of Destiny"! Today is the unveiling of a new story that's a two author collaboration between melohdramatic and moanda (thus the name, melohdramaticmoanda –-- we're OH so clever!). Anyway, we started writing two separate stories about a month ago (or longer) and then we decided to have each other do work on our individual stories. And then, we just said, screw it! And combined them, as they were really close in content anyhow.
We're taking turns updating and such, and the first two installments were written by melohdramatic. From here on out, we switch with each new chapter.
Disclaimer: We own NOTHING! Although, meloh wouldn't mind owning Angel and Lindsey and Doyle, while moanda has a bit of a thang for Wesley and Lindsey as well.
Spoilers: This story takes place at various times throughout the last three seasons of Angel. If you have not seen all three seasons in their entirety, you may be a little lost at times, but we think you'll be okay. Also, if you've not seen season 3, you may become spoiled during certain chapters of this story.
Thanks for reading and we hope you enjoy the story! :)
Players of Destiny
Prologue: "Hello!"
"One of the many lessons that one learns in prison is, that things are what they are and will be what they will be." --Oscar Wilde
Have you ever wondered what the devil you're doing here, in this life?
Or have you ever watched something miraculous happen and think that those who helped the miracle to occur were put on this earth specifically for that purpose?
Take me, for example. I read peoples' auras. I can tell the future. It's something I was born to do, honey. Something that I was destined to do.
But I'd never have been able to do that, to pursue my true calling, if I'd stayed in Pylea. Remember, there's no music in Pylea(absolute torture, I tell ya, torture!), and without music, I can't put my calling to use.
But I witnessed a miracle. The first of many miracles that I've since witnessed. And that miracle was that I was sucked through a portal and brought to this world. It's a miracle that I was able to come here and live in L.A. To live in the Demon Capital of the World. City of Angelus, at times.
And that's how I became a player. In a little game called "Destiny". Today, we shall delve deeper into the whole Destiny idea. And little ol' precious wonderful me will be your guide. I guess they picked me for this job because I'm caring, and smart, and well, let's be honest, I'm absolutely gorgeous and---
But enough about me. I'm not the most important player in the game of Destiny.
That position belongs to ---- well, before we start, let's go back a few years to the very first year that Angel Investigations began. And let's meet a friendly lad named Doyle and learn of his sacrifice.
Because without that sacrifice, Angel Investigations would not have continued as it has. We'd be living in a totally different world. A parallel universe, if you will.
So, without further ado, let's meet Doyle, the man who set the ball rolling.
Introducing "Players of Destiny"! Today is the unveiling of a new story that's a two author collaboration between melohdramatic and moanda (thus the name, melohdramaticmoanda –-- we're OH so clever!). Anyway, we started writing two separate stories about a month ago (or longer) and then we decided to have each other do work on our individual stories. And then, we just said, screw it! And combined them, as they were really close in content anyhow.
We're taking turns updating and such, and the first two installments were written by melohdramatic. From here on out, we switch with each new chapter.
Disclaimer: We own NOTHING! Although, meloh wouldn't mind owning Angel and Lindsey and Doyle, while moanda has a bit of a thang for Wesley and Lindsey as well.
Spoilers: This story takes place at various times throughout the last three seasons of Angel. If you have not seen all three seasons in their entirety, you may be a little lost at times, but we think you'll be okay. Also, if you've not seen season 3, you may become spoiled during certain chapters of this story.
Thanks for reading and we hope you enjoy the story! :)
Players of Destiny
Prologue: "Hello!"
"One of the many lessons that one learns in prison is, that things are what they are and will be what they will be." --Oscar Wilde
Have you ever wondered what the devil you're doing here, in this life?
Or have you ever watched something miraculous happen and think that those who helped the miracle to occur were put on this earth specifically for that purpose?
Take me, for example. I read peoples' auras. I can tell the future. It's something I was born to do, honey. Something that I was destined to do.
But I'd never have been able to do that, to pursue my true calling, if I'd stayed in Pylea. Remember, there's no music in Pylea(absolute torture, I tell ya, torture!), and without music, I can't put my calling to use.
But I witnessed a miracle. The first of many miracles that I've since witnessed. And that miracle was that I was sucked through a portal and brought to this world. It's a miracle that I was able to come here and live in L.A. To live in the Demon Capital of the World. City of Angelus, at times.
And that's how I became a player. In a little game called "Destiny". Today, we shall delve deeper into the whole Destiny idea. And little ol' precious wonderful me will be your guide. I guess they picked me for this job because I'm caring, and smart, and well, let's be honest, I'm absolutely gorgeous and---
But enough about me. I'm not the most important player in the game of Destiny.
That position belongs to ---- well, before we start, let's go back a few years to the very first year that Angel Investigations began. And let's meet a friendly lad named Doyle and learn of his sacrifice.
Because without that sacrifice, Angel Investigations would not have continued as it has. We'd be living in a totally different world. A parallel universe, if you will.
So, without further ado, let's meet Doyle, the man who set the ball rolling.