Title: New Body
Author: StarCat13
Dis: You can out the story on your site if you want, just ask first.
Disclaimer: Not Mine. The characters and places belong to the mighty Joss Whendon. All hail the master.
Feedback: YES PLEASE!!! I'll continue the story when there are some reviews cause I want to know if you like it before I continue.
Author's Note: Please be gentle in your reviews. This is only the second fic I've posted and the other hasn't even be posted for more than 30 minutes.
Address:DoyleSpikeAngXan@aol.com
Prologue
The ground almost shimmered magically with the full moon's glow. The air was surprisingly sweet and warm. Jake took a deep breath gazing up at the stars and wondered what it would be like to fly. He closed his eyes and pictured himself soaring above the clouds in the cliché Superman pose, wind in his hair, far from the stresses of life. Jake was twenty-one and had been working hard all year long in med. school. Summer break had finally come and he was taking every opportunity to enjoy it.
He continued walking slowly until he reached an apartment building. A bush a few feet from Jake shook harshly for a moment then stopped. Stooping low the young man glanced toward the shrub. He felt slightly panicked and scolded himself for being so irrational. A lone squirrel scurried
from the leaves and up a tree across the road. He sighed and straightened up again. The tension in his body released as he laughed at his foolishness. Turning around he felt a prick in his back. The lightness overtook him even before his body hit the ground. Suddenly he was looking down at his own face, and a horrible looking creature. While it's basic shape was humanoid,
the actual features of the monster were just that, monstrous. Large red eyes with pure black centers stared at him. It's body was covered in black and green ridges and scars. A whole the size a man's fist was located in It's stomach. Then suddenly it wasn't the evil standing before him that worried Jake; it was the fact that he had finally realized two things. One, he was no longer in his body and two, he could fly. Oh no, oh god, I must be dead. He thought. Another thought came to the surface.
I can fly. What am doing here! Rushing upward toward the stars
Jake cried with happiness as his dream of soaring came true.
Chapter 1
Cordelia Chase sat on her couch eating popcorn and watching TV. It had been a long day. Wesley, Gunn, Angel, and herself had spent a perfectly good Friday destroying Tracnifonian demons. They were a relatively peaceful species; except for when they hit there 10th birthday. It had been their bad luck (AKA her visions) that had lead them to whole nest of the suckers. On top of that it was located in the sewer. She seemed to be working down there a lot since she started working for Angel and the newly appointed boss Wesley. Cordy spent two hours scrubbing the grim out of hair before she dried off and settled down to watch prime time TV. She was in the mist of laughing a joke Matthew Perry had made when it hit her. Images of a man in his early twenties flash in her mind. When the pain stopped she realized that what she had seen happened right outside her apartment. Grabbing her phone, Cordelia rushed to the front of building in time to see a ugly creature kneeling over a man. That man was the one from her vision. The demon saw her and ran. And at that moment someone picked up on the line.
"Hello"
"Hi, Angel, We've got trouble, there is this ugly slimy demony thing that attacked this guy outside my place could you guys come over?" Cordelia said this in one breath. On the other end of the line Angel wondered how it was possible to fit a whole paragraph into such a little amount of time.
"Okay, we'll be there in couple minutes" He answered.
After gathering Gunn and Wesley, Angel drove his car quickly toward Cordelia's apartment. He took a deep breath, even though he didn't need to; on clear nights this was relaxing.
The vehicle stopped and standing on the sidewalk was Cordelia next to a young man who was sprawled on the ground.
"He was to heavy for me to move. He's still alive and since he was attacked by a demon I didn't think I should call 911 yet."
Wesley examined the wound and his eyes widened.
"It's a good thing you didn't. This man has been attacked by a soul sucking demon."
Author: StarCat13
Dis: You can out the story on your site if you want, just ask first.
Disclaimer: Not Mine. The characters and places belong to the mighty Joss Whendon. All hail the master.
Feedback: YES PLEASE!!! I'll continue the story when there are some reviews cause I want to know if you like it before I continue.
Author's Note: Please be gentle in your reviews. This is only the second fic I've posted and the other hasn't even be posted for more than 30 minutes.
Address:DoyleSpikeAngXan@aol.com
Prologue
The ground almost shimmered magically with the full moon's glow. The air was surprisingly sweet and warm. Jake took a deep breath gazing up at the stars and wondered what it would be like to fly. He closed his eyes and pictured himself soaring above the clouds in the cliché Superman pose, wind in his hair, far from the stresses of life. Jake was twenty-one and had been working hard all year long in med. school. Summer break had finally come and he was taking every opportunity to enjoy it.
He continued walking slowly until he reached an apartment building. A bush a few feet from Jake shook harshly for a moment then stopped. Stooping low the young man glanced toward the shrub. He felt slightly panicked and scolded himself for being so irrational. A lone squirrel scurried
from the leaves and up a tree across the road. He sighed and straightened up again. The tension in his body released as he laughed at his foolishness. Turning around he felt a prick in his back. The lightness overtook him even before his body hit the ground. Suddenly he was looking down at his own face, and a horrible looking creature. While it's basic shape was humanoid,
the actual features of the monster were just that, monstrous. Large red eyes with pure black centers stared at him. It's body was covered in black and green ridges and scars. A whole the size a man's fist was located in It's stomach. Then suddenly it wasn't the evil standing before him that worried Jake; it was the fact that he had finally realized two things. One, he was no longer in his body and two, he could fly. Oh no, oh god, I must be dead. He thought. Another thought came to the surface.
I can fly. What am doing here! Rushing upward toward the stars
Jake cried with happiness as his dream of soaring came true.
Chapter 1
Cordelia Chase sat on her couch eating popcorn and watching TV. It had been a long day. Wesley, Gunn, Angel, and herself had spent a perfectly good Friday destroying Tracnifonian demons. They were a relatively peaceful species; except for when they hit there 10th birthday. It had been their bad luck (AKA her visions) that had lead them to whole nest of the suckers. On top of that it was located in the sewer. She seemed to be working down there a lot since she started working for Angel and the newly appointed boss Wesley. Cordy spent two hours scrubbing the grim out of hair before she dried off and settled down to watch prime time TV. She was in the mist of laughing a joke Matthew Perry had made when it hit her. Images of a man in his early twenties flash in her mind. When the pain stopped she realized that what she had seen happened right outside her apartment. Grabbing her phone, Cordelia rushed to the front of building in time to see a ugly creature kneeling over a man. That man was the one from her vision. The demon saw her and ran. And at that moment someone picked up on the line.
"Hello"
"Hi, Angel, We've got trouble, there is this ugly slimy demony thing that attacked this guy outside my place could you guys come over?" Cordelia said this in one breath. On the other end of the line Angel wondered how it was possible to fit a whole paragraph into such a little amount of time.
"Okay, we'll be there in couple minutes" He answered.
After gathering Gunn and Wesley, Angel drove his car quickly toward Cordelia's apartment. He took a deep breath, even though he didn't need to; on clear nights this was relaxing.
The vehicle stopped and standing on the sidewalk was Cordelia next to a young man who was sprawled on the ground.
"He was to heavy for me to move. He's still alive and since he was attacked by a demon I didn't think I should call 911 yet."
Wesley examined the wound and his eyes widened.
"It's a good thing you didn't. This man has been attacked by a soul sucking demon."