Dear anyone:

One day, I began to wonder what would have happened to Spike and Vicious if Julia had never been in the picture. I thought that sounded like a good story. But my wondering was not over. Well, I had a lot of wonderings that eventually formed this story. I decided to make Vicious nicer in this so that the story makes more sense.

Disclaimer: I own nothing, except for my OCs, and my insanity, which apparently runs vast and deep.

Fallen Angels From the Darkness Prolog

Things were starting to look extremely bad. Vicious was stating to lose it completely. He couldn't help it. Rae and her crazy bitch of a mother were fighting just ten yards away. Rae was lousing badly. And Vicious couldn't get to her. There were just too many people in his way. And then of course, there was the distinct possibility that Annie was already dead. The thought of that made his heart hurt. If Annie was dead, it was his fault. If Annie was dead, he'd never feel her touch again.

, there was

Spike's mental state wasn't fairing much better. First of all Annie. He thought of Annie like a sister. And Alex hadn't shown up yet. And that was very bad. She had said she would be here. And if Alex said she would be somewhere, she came. Unless something went wrong. He cursed under his breath. He couldn't do anything for Annie, and he had no idea if Alex was even in trouble. Spike backed up, his guns blazing all the while. He was trying to hit the men who were shooting at him. He hit quite a few. But he was still losing ground. Soon he was back to back with Vicious. There was nothing he could do about the other girls, but, for sure as shit, he could help Vicious help Rae.

Vicious felt his back touch Spike's. They stayed like that for awhile, back to back, almost at a tablou, except for the bullets of course. Then Spike did something very unexpected.

Spike turned sharply around Vicious, turning his back on the men behind him. Which could be raegaured as either brave or stupid. He began clearing Vicious' path.

"Spike what are you doing?"

"I'm helping. Now get your ass over there before I get shot in the back!"

Vicious took a moment to look at his friend. He had changed so much since he had met that girl…. But then again, the same could be said for him. He stoped wasting time and ran towrds the other fight. "JUDEITH!" he sohouted, getting the attention of the most insane person he'd ever met away from the scared and bleeding girl at her feet.

"You've come to save her from your big mistake, Little Boy?"

Why? What did he ever see in her? The worst of it was, he had almost become just like her….."You crazy bitch. She's your daughter too…."

OMG!!!! YES, OOCNESS! Flame away, I like Vicious like this! Be honet now, does anyone get the cliff hanger?