Disclaimer: Argh. Unfortunately none of the characters are mine...*sigh*
Authors note: Yes here we are with my 4th fanfic, don't know if they are getting any better but I need to get these lil stories out there!! Umm this fic aint really set in a particular season its basically my own way of getting Angel and Buffy together.
Here goes....
Chap 1
"Dum-de-Dum,dum,dum dum" Buffy sat on the top of a crypt, humming quietly to herself while surveying her surroundings. She could see the hundreds of graves laid out before her, the odd tree shading a few of the older graves and more importantly her next victim.
He was stood quietly under a tree, not really moving much or making any effort to attempt to hunt that evening. 'Perfect, a quiet one' Buffy thought to herself, standing slowly and making her way towards the tree.
"Hey there" Buffy sounded, flipping her favourite stake in her hand as she approached. There was no answer. She couldn't see the vamp clearly; his figure was shaded from the moonlight by the tall oak tree that rose above him. Buffy stood on the perimeter aware of his every move.
He felt the slayer approach and within an instant he was gone, retreating back into the dark night.
"I tell you, Vamps these days..." Buffy sighed, truly puzzled by the odd behaviour of the vamp.
Giles sat quietly in his living room reading yet another book based on the dark and mysterious legends before our time. He heard the door click and looked up to see the small blonde stood before him.
"How did it go?" Giles asked, removing his glasses and wiping his eye.
"Well I killed a few vamps but.." Buffy began
"But what?" Giles began to dread the next line.
"There was this one vamp, he didn't want to fight at all"
"Well that is remarkable. A vampire with no wish to bite or kill, why that is their instinct! Very strange.." The glasses were removed again, but this time held loosely in the Watcher's hand.
"What do you think it could be?" Buffy smiled.
"Well are you sure it was a vamp?" Giles pondered. "Definitely. I got the whole slayer vibe thing going on." Buffy replied.
"Leave it with me Buffy." Giles paced the room, absorbed in this own way of thinking things through.
Buffy arrived at The Bronze later than expected. She had told Willow that she would be there by 8:30 but it was now 9:15 and counting. 'Guess I was born late' The slayer sighed, walking to her friend who was already seated comfortably next to her boyfriend Oz.
"Hey Buffy, How's things?" Willow smiled in greeting.
"Yeah fine, where's Xander got to?" Buffy looked around, noticing that her other best friend seemed to be not present.
"He's over there, doing the whole grooving thing." Oz nodded towards the dance floor, where clearly Xander could be seen, strutting his stuff with his girlfriend Cordelia.
"Want a drink?" Oz motioned to get up, displacing Willows hand from his knee.
"Its OK I'll get it." Buffy smiled, standing easily and then walked towards the bar.
She stood for a while, leaning against the side of the bar waiting for a bar man to serve her, when it all began.
"Hey there pet" A voice thick with slim sounded close to her ear.
Buffy didn't even need to turn around. "Back off now" She knew his type, the type looking for the blonde girl who was likely to sleep with them for a night.
"Aw what's wrong goldilocks, doesn't she want to play?" The voice grew closer.
"Listen buddy, shall I spell it out for you considering you aren't clever enough to understand the first time round, B A C K O F F." Buffy continued to try and attract the bar man's attention, content on ignore in the bastard stood behind her. As she stood, she could feel its presence. She could feel the vampire near by. She turned to her left to see a dark haired girl ordering some beer and to her right a short gangly looking man, desperately trying to get the attention of a blonde on the opposite side of him. 'Come on where are you' Buffy continued to scan the crowd.
His hands wrapped around her waist tightly "You just know you wanna dance." The voice was back. This time Buffy turned around, ready to the knock the guys lights out.
As she spun, the hands were realised from her waist. "Let her go." A deep voice sounded from behind. Buffy stared intently at the guy that stood before her, his arms now back at his sides. "What you going to do about it Peaches." The guy smirked, his platinum blonde hair, shone in the light that emitted from the bar.
"Something you will regret Spike." A growl echoed from behind Buffy.
"Ooo Nancy boy's going to hurt me, well come on then." Spike lifted his fists in front of his body; his strong British accent remained foreign against the rest of the population.
Buffy stood aside, noticing the opponent who stepped forward. He was tall with dark spiky hair and deep brown eyes, piecing and wise. Buffy found she could not turn away, his gaze pieced her own, boring deep into her soul. She flinched as she felt the feeling again - Vampire, close by.
"I'm not going to fight you Spike, well not here." He took another step forward.
"Angel, don't be such a bloody poof and get on with it." Spike drawled.
Angel cast a glance at Buffy. She smiled at him and nodded a thank you in his direction. He gazed back, she looked so innocent and fragile, her blonde hair flowed like silk as she turned back towards the bar. Angel took another step towards Spike and grabbed him, dragging him towards the doorway.
"What the fuck do you think your doing?" Spike aimed a punch at Angel's head as they reached the doorway. Angel ducked but replied with an equally forceful punch, knocking the bleach blonde out instantly.
*~* Please read and Review!!!!! And if you have any ideas about this story your welcome to suggest!!!!!! *~*
Authors note: Yes here we are with my 4th fanfic, don't know if they are getting any better but I need to get these lil stories out there!! Umm this fic aint really set in a particular season its basically my own way of getting Angel and Buffy together.
Here goes....
Chap 1
"Dum-de-Dum,dum,dum dum" Buffy sat on the top of a crypt, humming quietly to herself while surveying her surroundings. She could see the hundreds of graves laid out before her, the odd tree shading a few of the older graves and more importantly her next victim.
He was stood quietly under a tree, not really moving much or making any effort to attempt to hunt that evening. 'Perfect, a quiet one' Buffy thought to herself, standing slowly and making her way towards the tree.
"Hey there" Buffy sounded, flipping her favourite stake in her hand as she approached. There was no answer. She couldn't see the vamp clearly; his figure was shaded from the moonlight by the tall oak tree that rose above him. Buffy stood on the perimeter aware of his every move.
He felt the slayer approach and within an instant he was gone, retreating back into the dark night.
"I tell you, Vamps these days..." Buffy sighed, truly puzzled by the odd behaviour of the vamp.
Giles sat quietly in his living room reading yet another book based on the dark and mysterious legends before our time. He heard the door click and looked up to see the small blonde stood before him.
"How did it go?" Giles asked, removing his glasses and wiping his eye.
"Well I killed a few vamps but.." Buffy began
"But what?" Giles began to dread the next line.
"There was this one vamp, he didn't want to fight at all"
"Well that is remarkable. A vampire with no wish to bite or kill, why that is their instinct! Very strange.." The glasses were removed again, but this time held loosely in the Watcher's hand.
"What do you think it could be?" Buffy smiled.
"Well are you sure it was a vamp?" Giles pondered. "Definitely. I got the whole slayer vibe thing going on." Buffy replied.
"Leave it with me Buffy." Giles paced the room, absorbed in this own way of thinking things through.
Buffy arrived at The Bronze later than expected. She had told Willow that she would be there by 8:30 but it was now 9:15 and counting. 'Guess I was born late' The slayer sighed, walking to her friend who was already seated comfortably next to her boyfriend Oz.
"Hey Buffy, How's things?" Willow smiled in greeting.
"Yeah fine, where's Xander got to?" Buffy looked around, noticing that her other best friend seemed to be not present.
"He's over there, doing the whole grooving thing." Oz nodded towards the dance floor, where clearly Xander could be seen, strutting his stuff with his girlfriend Cordelia.
"Want a drink?" Oz motioned to get up, displacing Willows hand from his knee.
"Its OK I'll get it." Buffy smiled, standing easily and then walked towards the bar.
She stood for a while, leaning against the side of the bar waiting for a bar man to serve her, when it all began.
"Hey there pet" A voice thick with slim sounded close to her ear.
Buffy didn't even need to turn around. "Back off now" She knew his type, the type looking for the blonde girl who was likely to sleep with them for a night.
"Aw what's wrong goldilocks, doesn't she want to play?" The voice grew closer.
"Listen buddy, shall I spell it out for you considering you aren't clever enough to understand the first time round, B A C K O F F." Buffy continued to try and attract the bar man's attention, content on ignore in the bastard stood behind her. As she stood, she could feel its presence. She could feel the vampire near by. She turned to her left to see a dark haired girl ordering some beer and to her right a short gangly looking man, desperately trying to get the attention of a blonde on the opposite side of him. 'Come on where are you' Buffy continued to scan the crowd.
His hands wrapped around her waist tightly "You just know you wanna dance." The voice was back. This time Buffy turned around, ready to the knock the guys lights out.
As she spun, the hands were realised from her waist. "Let her go." A deep voice sounded from behind. Buffy stared intently at the guy that stood before her, his arms now back at his sides. "What you going to do about it Peaches." The guy smirked, his platinum blonde hair, shone in the light that emitted from the bar.
"Something you will regret Spike." A growl echoed from behind Buffy.
"Ooo Nancy boy's going to hurt me, well come on then." Spike lifted his fists in front of his body; his strong British accent remained foreign against the rest of the population.
Buffy stood aside, noticing the opponent who stepped forward. He was tall with dark spiky hair and deep brown eyes, piecing and wise. Buffy found she could not turn away, his gaze pieced her own, boring deep into her soul. She flinched as she felt the feeling again - Vampire, close by.
"I'm not going to fight you Spike, well not here." He took another step forward.
"Angel, don't be such a bloody poof and get on with it." Spike drawled.
Angel cast a glance at Buffy. She smiled at him and nodded a thank you in his direction. He gazed back, she looked so innocent and fragile, her blonde hair flowed like silk as she turned back towards the bar. Angel took another step towards Spike and grabbed him, dragging him towards the doorway.
"What the fuck do you think your doing?" Spike aimed a punch at Angel's head as they reached the doorway. Angel ducked but replied with an equally forceful punch, knocking the bleach blonde out instantly.
*~* Please read and Review!!!!! And if you have any ideas about this story your welcome to suggest!!!!!! *~*