A/N: I don't own Buffy The Vampire Slayer, but I do own Ethan and Michelle! I love Buffy The Vampire Slayer and I hated the end of the seasons. This here is after the big battle, but they didn't destory Sunnydale, which means Spike is still alive in my story. *applause* I wanted to try something different in here so please no hate in this story. I really hope everyone will like and enjoy my story very much! :)

Chapter 1

I woke up to my brother Ethan shaking me awake. I groaned and I was very unpleased about being awaken. I opened up slightly one eye to see my brother standing there scared as a chicken. I sat up straight in my bed clutching my stuffed bunny-Kit-close to my chest. Ethan swallowed his saliva and took my hand in his. "Sis I don't hear mom and dad talking anymore." He told me with freight in his voice. I let a sigh of relief leave my body since I knew they probably went to bed.

"Brover you know how grown-ups get when they drink a lot of that juice. They get very tired and go to bed like other grown-ups." I explained. Ethan just looked at me worried.

"I think we should check on mommy and daddy to see if they're okay?" Concern was in Ethan's voice. I nodded my head with curiosity burning inside of me. I gradually got out of my bed and my feet landed on the cold hard wooden floors. I shivered with the coldness on my feet. I took Ethan's hand in my left and I held Kit in my right. We both walked slowly towards my door and stared at it attentive. Ethan put his hand on the door knob first and turned it slowly. He pulled the door open and let go. We looked at each other taking a moment if we should really walk out of our room right now. Ethan took the first step out of the boundary line, and I followed behind him. I followed the way Ethan walked towards the living room not making any noise, just in case. Ethan walked straight into the living room while I stayed behind the corner of the wall peeking over to see. Ethan let out a sigh of relief. "Mom, dad there you guys are. We kinda got scared and wanted to be with you two." He announced walking towards the couch with two figures sitting up. We were facing the back of the couch and all I saw was two heads next to each other. I started my way towards Ethan until he stopped in front of mom and dad with clear shock and pain written on his face. I stopped in my tracks and looked at him confused.

"Efan why are you looking at mommy and daddy like that?" I asked walking closer to Ethan.

"No! Mish stay away please." There were tears coming down Ethan's cheeks. I didn't listen to him and I ran where Ethan was at. I looked at mom and dad and I wished I did listen to my brother. Mom was white as a ghost with her eyes still wide open. There was blood on her shirt and neck. Dad looked the same as mom. The only thing that threw them off was that they were still holding hands. A gasp of pain got out and I ran into mom's arms crying.

"Mom please wake up please." I sobbed. I could feel Ethan's hand on my arm trying to pull me off but he gave up. Five seconds later he was sobbing and trying to shake dad awake. I wiped my tears and looked at my beautiful mother. Her wavy auburn hair wisped around her shoulders perfectly. Her bright green eyes looked ahead, like she was at peace. As I was memorizing my mother I noticed something strange on her neck where all the dry blood stayed. I took the sleeve of my shirt and wiped the blood away to find two big bite marks with a tiny line in between them. I traced the indent with my index finger. "Efan?" I asked wry.

"I know Mish I found the same marks on dad. I wonder if they got bitten by doggies, but I don't see or smell any doggies. Sis we have to call 911 and and…." He looked at me and his eyes were red and puffy from crying. "And…I have to pack our stuff because the police will probably take us into their home." With those words Ethan got up and walked back to our room. Which means calling the police was on me. I got up and stumbled a bit towards the kitchen where we kept our home phone. I stood on tippy toes to reach the phone and I finally did. I dialed 9-1-1 and waited for the ringing to end.

"You reached 911 what is your emergency?" A lady's voice came from the other end.

"My mommy and daddy were attacked and now they are cold." I choked out.

"What were they attacked from?" She asked.

"I don't know. My brover and I found them on our couch not breaving and not moving. Please just send an ambulance and fix em up." I pleaded and tears starting coming down my face again.

"I will send an ambulance right away. What's your address?"

"8234 Sliver St. NE 94089." I told her.

"Okay. The ambulance and police should be there in a bit." I nodded my head even though she couldn't see me and hung up the phone. I went to go look for Ethan and I saw him in our parent's room looking inside their chest. He held a humungous book and he flipped through the pages. Suddenly he stopped on a page and slammed the book shut. He put it back in the chest and closed it. I walked in and knelt by Ethan.

"What was that?" I asked looking at him intently. He kept on staring at the chest.

"Just some of their stuff that I think we should take with us." He left it at that and dragged the chest out of their room and into the living room. I sat there looking at my parent's room for one last time and I whispered a goodbye. I walked into my room and saw Ethan with our stuff. He looked at me with sorrow in his face. I went towards my brother and hugged him. We stood there crying into each other's arms.

The rest of the night and the morning was a blur. The police and ambulance came and examined my parent's death. I heard the police talking about how the exact same thing happened in Ohio. The police also pitied us because we lost our only family. One of the officers found Kit on the floor and gave it to me while we were put in the back of the police car. Our stuff was in the trunk including the chest Ethan forced the officers to take with us. After all of that we got dropped off to an orphanage. I heard the main lady talking to the officers about how unfortunate we were and that they hope a good family will adopt and take good care of us. By the time that was over it was already eight in the morning. I couldn't keep my eyes open any longer. The main lady told us her name is Nicole and she showed us our room for now until a nice family adopt us. I laid in bed with Ethan and we cried silently that day only to ourselves. We didn't want anyone to share our grief or pity us. We both knew that things will get better but the pain will never go away. We knew that truth of our parent's murder deep down, we knew. Even though we never spoken the words out loud but we knew the creatures of the night took our parent's lives. The only question that always race through our heads is why didn't they take us too?

A year has passed since then and we are still in the orphanage. A few couples took us into their home-foster homes-but they always returned us. Apparently Ethan and I have some mental problems since we watch gruesome movies, read gruesome books and even talk about some gruesome stuff. No one has taken us in to be their children forever yet, but I'm asuming the day will come soon. Even now for a matter of fact.

Ethan went playing outside with some boys while I stayed inside drawing. I was drawing a picture of a paradise away from here when I heard Miss Nicole's high heels walking into the art room. She was speaking to someone.

"This here is our art room. Oh! Well looks like this will be a treat. Michelle." Miss Nicole spoke to me. I looked up from my drawing to see Miss Nicole standing next to a couple. The woman stood about 5"6. She had beautiful straight blonde hair that fell on top of her shoulders. She was wearing a light purple shirt with a tan sweater and she wore jeans with black high heels. I caught her eyes and they were blue like the ocean. The man that stood by here was briefly 6"2. He had black hair that was spiked upward of course by using gel. He was wearing a white t-shirt and a black jacket over it with jeans completing his look. He caught me staring at both of them and his dark brown eyes stared into my own violet ones. Miss Nicole knelt by me and put her hand on my chair. "Michelle, these lovely couple are Angel and Buffy Summers. They would gladly like to take some of your time to get to know you. Is that okay with you?" She stared at me until I nodded my head. "Okay! Well enjoy I will be back in an hour since it will be their bedtime." She explained. She left the art room for us three to talk. The woman known as Buffy grabbed a chair next to me and sat down.

"Hi there, what are you drawing there?" She asked nervously and obviously trying to start up conversation. That's how they all are. I looked back at my drawing and saw how incomplete it was. I grabbed the indigo crayon and started to draw again.

"I'm drawing a place away from here. A place where there are no such things as monsters and everyone still lived with their real families." I explained my odd drawing with colors mushed together. When I looked back at Buffy her smile was now strained. I grinned, knowing that soon they will leave and not bother me again.

"I have to say your drawing is beautiful and might be in the art museum for the world to see what you have made. How old are you?" The man known as Angel spoke from behind me. Then he walked to be next to his Buffy. I looked down at my hands because couple's love always reminded me of my parents.

"Thank you mister and I'm about eight years old now. Well soon to be eight my birthday is next month. I'm probably gonna be spending it here though like my last one." I replied. I looked up from my hands and saw them smile genuine at me. I smiled back for the first time in a year I smiled not holding back. I started to like this couple. We talked some more and Mister Angel made me laugh by telling me jokes. It felt good to finally laugh, to let all the sadness and pain go away.

"Mish?" Ethan called me by my nickname when he walked into the room. I stopped my laughing and looked into my brother's gray eyes. The room just turned gloom and I knew the couple have sensed it.

"And who might you be?" Buffy asked Ethan sweetly. Ethan looked at Buffy and gave her a look over. Then he moved his eyes over to Angel and gave him a look over. A few minutes have passed when Ethan was finally done checking them out (not in a sexual way). He looked at me and nodded his head. I knew the nod meant their clean and that they are not the creatures of the night.

"I'm Ethan. Mish's brother." He introduced himself while holding his right hand out. Angel smiled and shook his hand.

"I'm Angel and this is my wife Buffy." He smiled at Buffy with love pouring out. This action made Buffy cheeks go red and she also shook Ethan's hand. Ethan sat down next to me and saw my drawing. I knew there was a frown forming on his face, but I didn't dare myself to look. "So Ethan, what kind of sports do you like?" Angel asked. Ethan's face lit up by the word sports.

"I love a lot of sports like basketball, baseball, soccer, football, volleyball, and even some of those sports that people think are girly. But I have to say my all-time favorite sport has to be hockey! I can't get enough of hockey!" Ethan replied excitedly. I could see the enjoyment in his eyes and the relief too. Angel and Ethan kept talking about sports while I listen in to their conversation from here to there.

"Michelle what do you like to do for fun?" Buffy broke my trance on the two boys. I turned my attention to her and I started to think. What did I like to do for fun? I looked down at my shoes and played with my bracelet that mom gave me.

"I-I like drawing, singing, dancing and even playing some sports because Ethan makes me. I sometimes find punching and kicking my brother to be fun." I smiled at that last part and Buffy giggled which made me smile bigger. We talked a lot more. Angel and Buffy asked us a lot of simple questions. Of course we answered them and added a lot of stuff too. I felt at ease with them, like I could be myself without the worry and being hurt. I heard heels walking down the hallways and I knew it was Miss Nicole. I frowned. Angel saw my frown and asked why I was frowning.

"Because Miss Nicole is coming to tell us it's time to go to bed and time for you two to leave." I explained with a sadden voice. Buffy put her hand on mine and looked me straight in the eyes.

"I bet we're going to see each other again." She stated with a smile on her face. I slightly nodded trying to put a smile on my face too, but it turned into a grimace. I knew they were just trying to make me feel better and I knew we will never see each other again. Miss Nicole came inside the art room with a huge grin on her face when she saw that Angel and Buffy were still here. She clapped her hands together.

"Okay kiddos! It's time for Michelle and Ethaniel to get ready for bed. Angel and Buffy Summers why don't you two follow me?" Miss Nicole waited for me and Ethan to walk out the door therefore she could have a private conversation with Buffy and Angel. We didn't exactly go straight to our room, but we took a little detour to Miss Nicole's office. We always do this when a family talks to us. I always have a burning curiosity inside me that just needs to know if we're going to be adopted or just taken into another foster home. Ethan tip toed his way in the hallway, his back to the wall. Once he went pass the bathrooms he lifted up his right hand and waved it to me to follow his lead. Which I did, of course. We walked silently in the hall until we saw the familiar string of light around the corner. Around that corner stood Miss Nicole's office. We crouched down by the farthest window where we knew no one could see us. The blinds were slightly opened and I could see Angel and Buffy sitting down on the two seats in front of the desk. Miss Nicole sat down on top of her desk with her legs crossed looking at Buffy and Angel. Then they started to speak.

"So their twins?" Buffy asked. Miss Nicole nodded her head and smiled. "Wow twins that must be incredible to have a double you except minus the whole looking like a boy or girl thing." Angel chuckled at Buffy's nervous comment.

"Well yes. I do have to warn you about their behavior and how that became to be." Miss Nicole said with a serious tone. Angel stared at her quizzically.

"And what might that be?" His voice was low. Miss Nicole looked at Angel then at Buffy and back to Angel. She clapped her hands and then put them on top of her lap.

"A year ago they're parents got murdered while they slept. Right in their own living room too! It breaks my heart every time I think about it. The police never found the murderer, but they probably never will because the police might close the case with a mauling of a wild dog. Cause' you see they had bite marks on their neck that looks close like a wild dog bite." I saw Buffy give a cautious look at Angel, but it only lasted a second. "It's horrible what those two went through. I try so very hard to find a nice home for them, but they're behavior is just so eerie. It's like they know when people are talking about them and they plan something in their minds to keep them quiet. Sometimes I really think they could read each other's mind. They get along great with other children though! It's just they don't get along well with adults. They're always asking odd questions about the adults. Do you like crosses? Can you walk out in broad daylight without feeling sick? Did holy water ever burn your skin once? I sometimes think they are trying to find a way to cope with their parent's death and I think they just turned to horror movies, books and what not. I have to say tonight was a big surprise! I never and I mean I never seen them laughing and having fun with adults. You two are the first." She smiled at both of them waiting to hear their answers. Buffy and Angel looked at each other and it seemed they were having a private conversation. All of a sudden Angel's head nodded furiously and Buffy squeezed his hand hard.

Angel turned to look at Miss Nicole and he had a smile on his face. "We'll adopt them." He told her. Miss Nicole looked pleased by this but there was grim on her face too.

"Are you sure about this decision? Don't you two want to take them in as a foster home then see your choice later?" Miss Nicole stated trying to convince them that foster home is the right choice. I looked at Buffy to see her expression and she glared at Miss Nicole.

"If we say we want to adopt them then we are definitely going to adopt. There is not going to be any but's, and's or OR's to change our minds. We made our decision and we want them to be our children." Buffy firmly told Miss Nicole. She nodded her head with a stiff smile on her face.

"Okay well I will get the paper work ready and you may come back next month to take them." She got off her desk and walked towards her door. "Have a nice night." She said politely. Angel and Buffy got up at the same time. Buffy lead the way out first and gave a slight nod to Miss Nicole. Angel shook Miss Nicole's hand and whispered her something that I couldn't hear. Then they were both gone and Miss Nicole went back to her desk. She put her hands on her eyes and started to rub the tiredness out. I looked at Ethan with complete surprise and happiness. He had the same look. A wide smile started to spread on our faces. We got up and ran to our room before we got into a fit of excitement giggles. Once we were in our room that's when we started to laugh out in joy, but quietly. I never felt so much joy in just a couple of minutes. I fell on top of my bed and Ethan did the same. I looked up at the ceiling and imagined how living with Buffy and Angel is going to be like.

"Can you believe this is happening?" I asked Ethan while turning to look at him. His eyes bore into my own.

"No it's kinda hard to imagine, but it's happening. We just need to keep our guard up. You know? Just in case. I don't want to lose this family they seem really nice." He explained to me in a whisper.

"I know I don't want to lose them either." I whispered back.