It's my first BtVS. So please be nice.
I don't own them::::pout pout::::
My Father
He was always told to hate them. That everyone hated
them. His first memories were of being told not to be
like HIM. HE was evil, HE was not to be trusted, HE
had disgraced his family, and HE was a vampire. But
not just any vampire, a Master Vampire.
And though all the voices that said never, no, don't,
can't and shouldn't, there had been one voice that
said it was ok. That he was special and that it was
alright to be by himself. And even though that voice
wasn't the loudest or the strongest, that voice loved
him and to Gabriel that was all that mattered. He
looked out from behind the tombstone where he was
hiding, in one of the many Sunnydale graveyards.
Gabriel Packer, or at least that's who he was for the
moment, smiled slightly he watched as the man he had
been looking for, for literally all his life, killed
another vampire without even trying. Gab pushed back
his ear length light brown hair from his deep gray
eyes. His mother had said he looked like his father
but until this pinot he had never seen for himself.
Gab had his mother eyes but the rest of his feathers
were almost identical to his father, no wait he wasn't
supposed to call him that, that man had sired him,
none the else.
Sire, it's what vampire Childe called the one that
turned him. But Gabriel had been born not turned.
Mortal mother and Vampire father, he was stuck in the
middle, somewhere. The fight was over now and his
'Sire' was helping a man up. The man had dark hair and
eyes, though Garble couldn't see that from here. He'd
been in Sunnydale for three days and had been learning
everything about one William the Bloody aka Spike that
he could.
In his learnings, he had found out that Spike had a
mortal lover named Alexander Harris. Gab had 'found'
an address in a bar called Willies, with a little help
from the owner. Then he'd followed the boy to work and
to meet his friends. Gab had been surprised when he'd
realized that the small blonde girl was the Slayer.
He'd hung back even more then and was fairly stern
that she didn't know he was there. Demons saw him for
what he was and mortals saw him for what he wasn't. He
wasn't sure what a Slayer would see though.
The boy's friends called him Xander; it seemed to fit
the boy. They had just walked around for a while
talking then had gone in to a shop called 'Magic box'.
Spike had gone in sometime later, but before he'd gone
in he'd looked around like e was checking for
something. They had left later in pairs Spike and
Xander going off together and that brings them here.
A small group of fledglings had attached them; they
were both good fighters. Thought the mortal lacked the
refinement that could only come with time, their
movements were fast and deadly. Totally different from
the soft touches and gentle kisses they now shared.
Gab's mother had never denied the fact that Spike was
a vicious fighter/killer. But she had also said that
he was a kind and selfless love, which he had a need
to give everything to the one he was with and only
asking for love in return.
Gab came out of his musings when he felt a cold nose
touch his hand, Axis. Axis was a stray dog he'd found
in his travels and his only friend since his mother's
death 11 years ago. Gab looked back up to where the
couple had been only to see them gone.
So he got up to try and find them. He quiet looking
for them after a while guessing they'd gone home. He'd
stopped at a small store to get himself and Axis
something to eat. As soon as he left the store Axis
started jumping and winning for something so Gab
stated looking though the few bags he had. Gabriel
wasn't gifted with the ability to see things without
looking and since his head was down he didn't see the
couple walking toward him. The couple didn't see him
either sense the three ran right into each other.
Gabriel mumbled a small apology as he looked up, into
a pair of ice blue eyes. "No, worries mate. Me and the
whelp 'ere wasn't seeing much but each other anyway."
The man spoke in an arrogant brit accented though many
would say there was nothing special about the voice it
was one of the best things Gab had ever heard. Because
his father spoke it and no one could ever take that
away.
Gabriel didn't know what he should do now he'd dreamed
of this for years but had never know what to say. And
as they looked at each other surprise crossed the
vampire's face as if he saw what was hidden in the
depth of his gray eyes. Gab almost said something when
he heard the mortal say that they would be later and
pull his father away. But even as he walk he looked
back as if trying to see if what he thought true
really was. Gabriel gave him a smile that was sad and
happy and nodded once before Spike turned the corner.
Gab started walking after that his pace was faster
then usual but Axis seemed to under stand. But the
pace didn't stop the smile that crossed his face,
because now Spike knew and now Spike would be looking.
But Gab would stay in one place until Spike found him.
Then he would truly see if all his mother had said was
true.
~Fin~
or is it?
I don't own them::::pout pout::::
My Father
He was always told to hate them. That everyone hated
them. His first memories were of being told not to be
like HIM. HE was evil, HE was not to be trusted, HE
had disgraced his family, and HE was a vampire. But
not just any vampire, a Master Vampire.
And though all the voices that said never, no, don't,
can't and shouldn't, there had been one voice that
said it was ok. That he was special and that it was
alright to be by himself. And even though that voice
wasn't the loudest or the strongest, that voice loved
him and to Gabriel that was all that mattered. He
looked out from behind the tombstone where he was
hiding, in one of the many Sunnydale graveyards.
Gabriel Packer, or at least that's who he was for the
moment, smiled slightly he watched as the man he had
been looking for, for literally all his life, killed
another vampire without even trying. Gab pushed back
his ear length light brown hair from his deep gray
eyes. His mother had said he looked like his father
but until this pinot he had never seen for himself.
Gab had his mother eyes but the rest of his feathers
were almost identical to his father, no wait he wasn't
supposed to call him that, that man had sired him,
none the else.
Sire, it's what vampire Childe called the one that
turned him. But Gabriel had been born not turned.
Mortal mother and Vampire father, he was stuck in the
middle, somewhere. The fight was over now and his
'Sire' was helping a man up. The man had dark hair and
eyes, though Garble couldn't see that from here. He'd
been in Sunnydale for three days and had been learning
everything about one William the Bloody aka Spike that
he could.
In his learnings, he had found out that Spike had a
mortal lover named Alexander Harris. Gab had 'found'
an address in a bar called Willies, with a little help
from the owner. Then he'd followed the boy to work and
to meet his friends. Gab had been surprised when he'd
realized that the small blonde girl was the Slayer.
He'd hung back even more then and was fairly stern
that she didn't know he was there. Demons saw him for
what he was and mortals saw him for what he wasn't. He
wasn't sure what a Slayer would see though.
The boy's friends called him Xander; it seemed to fit
the boy. They had just walked around for a while
talking then had gone in to a shop called 'Magic box'.
Spike had gone in sometime later, but before he'd gone
in he'd looked around like e was checking for
something. They had left later in pairs Spike and
Xander going off together and that brings them here.
A small group of fledglings had attached them; they
were both good fighters. Thought the mortal lacked the
refinement that could only come with time, their
movements were fast and deadly. Totally different from
the soft touches and gentle kisses they now shared.
Gab's mother had never denied the fact that Spike was
a vicious fighter/killer. But she had also said that
he was a kind and selfless love, which he had a need
to give everything to the one he was with and only
asking for love in return.
Gab came out of his musings when he felt a cold nose
touch his hand, Axis. Axis was a stray dog he'd found
in his travels and his only friend since his mother's
death 11 years ago. Gab looked back up to where the
couple had been only to see them gone.
So he got up to try and find them. He quiet looking
for them after a while guessing they'd gone home. He'd
stopped at a small store to get himself and Axis
something to eat. As soon as he left the store Axis
started jumping and winning for something so Gab
stated looking though the few bags he had. Gabriel
wasn't gifted with the ability to see things without
looking and since his head was down he didn't see the
couple walking toward him. The couple didn't see him
either sense the three ran right into each other.
Gabriel mumbled a small apology as he looked up, into
a pair of ice blue eyes. "No, worries mate. Me and the
whelp 'ere wasn't seeing much but each other anyway."
The man spoke in an arrogant brit accented though many
would say there was nothing special about the voice it
was one of the best things Gab had ever heard. Because
his father spoke it and no one could ever take that
away.
Gabriel didn't know what he should do now he'd dreamed
of this for years but had never know what to say. And
as they looked at each other surprise crossed the
vampire's face as if he saw what was hidden in the
depth of his gray eyes. Gab almost said something when
he heard the mortal say that they would be later and
pull his father away. But even as he walk he looked
back as if trying to see if what he thought true
really was. Gabriel gave him a smile that was sad and
happy and nodded once before Spike turned the corner.
Gab started walking after that his pace was faster
then usual but Axis seemed to under stand. But the
pace didn't stop the smile that crossed his face,
because now Spike knew and now Spike would be looking.
But Gab would stay in one place until Spike found him.
Then he would truly see if all his mother had said was
true.
~Fin~
or is it?
