Though I loved the idea of the character Connor and the father son dynamic,
I think that thte storyline could have been taken in a completely different direction.
(Plus I'm not a fan of the actor so I replaced him with Paul Wesley)
Also I don't agree with the math that vampire + vampire= superhuman?
SO I adapted his character by making him a new breed of vampire instead of the usual in the Buffyverse.
His abilities are as follows: Minor face morphing (face like that of the vampires on vampire diaries) Super Strength, Super Speed, Super Sense, Super Agility, Healing Factor, (major)Walk in the sunlight.
This is completely AU post arrival on Angel and season 7 final of Buffy.
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The Redemption of a Renegade
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-Chapter One-
A Story You Can Sink Your Teeth Into
Falling a thousand feet per second, Connor begins his descention. Wind whooshes all around him as images blure into lines and lines into a blinding white light as he tears through the very fabric of reality. Muscular limbs flail against the perpetual falling feeling in his gut, attempting to grab at the air and stop the nausiating effect. The prayer for this particular feeling to quit crosses his mind mere seconds before being answered by the unforgiving surface that is the lobby floor of Angel Investigations- more accurately smack dab in the middle of the pentagram.
The heap of a teenager lies with his face burried in an extended arm- the only part of his anatomy camoflauged from the world around him. Raggy, shaky breaths are inhaled and exhaled at a rate that makes it seem that the oxygen rich is poisonous to his lungs. With what little strength the muscular arms can muster he lifts himself up to rest on his forearms and his head follows turning slightly to see the rest of the room's inhabitants.
The first thing the beautiful, feisty brunette that is Cordelia Chase notices is blue eyes that sparkle like the ocean when the sun hits it quickly followed by the facial feature that bear a striking resemblance to that of a finely carved Michelangelo statue: classical straight nose, high cheekbones, incredibly strong square jaw, and perfect, sensuous lips and mouth. Even with his chocolate mane matted to his forehead and smudges of dirt on his face, the stranger was handsome; devilishly so. In fact, the beautiful blue-eyed boy has the classic romance novel look; dreamy and mystical in appearance and he has a strong, compelling aura.
Fred: Holy Hottie!
Eyes momentarliy shift to the usually quiet and reserved brunette voicing the thoughts that plauged Cordelia's mind before shifting back go the intruder known as the Destroyer. Taking a sword from Cordelia's grasp, Angel took lead not ready to have another threat thrown into the world due to his act of desperation. Chocolate brown eyes bore into the downed destroyer realizing that his return from hell bore a striking similarity to this situation.
If the destroyer was half as bad as hell's inhabitants, he wouldn't let his friends near it. The person was a threat. The man that always has his back, Charles Gunn, stands a little back and to the right ready to take affirmative action and when those brown eyes flicker to his left, he expects to see the ax weilding Groo on his side but Angel finds his left flank exposed.
Instead, Groo is being pulled in by his heartstrings- the bumbling fool's possibly leathal mistake. The brilliantly, freakish blue eyes of the halfbreed practically carry a conversation with the desperately frightened ones of the vampire version two-point-oh that scream "don't let the mean men hurt me". That tears it. The spikey haired halfbreed throws himself between the two parties turning his back on Connor
Groo: Stop! Don't you see he's defenseless?
Before they can blink, let alone form rebuttals, the Destroyer is behind Groo with his massive right hand grabbing the halfbreed's shoulder and spins him around to face his fate. Immediately after he sees the whites of his eyes, the vampire's long fingers grab a handful of Groo's hair and cocks his head to the side to get a clear target.
Razor sharp teeth stab into his neck-the tender flesh delectable- and liquid spills into his mouth like a tidal wave. Suctioning to the holes, hungry lips retract blood and gallons seem to spill over his face and onto his exposed flesh. By the time, the halfbreed's team can come to his aid, the predator breaks the hold his clenched jaw has on the man and throws the halfbreed into Gunn taking them both out of comission.
As Angel moves to attack the younger vampire vamp speeds to the other end of the room. Hands extend up in the universal gesture for stop and for reasons he can't understand Angel does.
Angel: Who are you? What do you want?
The words were spat with such a venomous tone that the teenager took a great deal of satisfaction. Cold cobalt drowned the older vamp in mock hurt and an underlining current of hatred. Slowly the teen's massive hand moves over the organ that had been out of commission for some time now. He speaks in a chrisp, clear monotone but spits out the last word like an insult.
Connor: Don't tell me you've already forgotten me father.
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