Title: Soulless Encounter

Author: Evil Angel – Sisah

Summary: Crossover between Angel and Supernatural. Azazel (yellow-eyes) requests the help of a vampire with a soul. A soul for now. Jo is in the crossfire.

Disclaimer: me no own no characters…they property of Joss Whedon and Eric Kripke.

A/N: Please enjoy this. I've never written any Supernatural fics. This was a thought that popped into my head. What would happen if Jo met Angelus? And here it is….well the first chapter anyway. Enjoy and review!

Soulless Encounter

Chapter 1: Azazel

Harvelle Roadhouse

Nebraska

The jukebox continued to play as Jo was cleaning up the remnants of the Hunters in the bar. Empty bottle of beer flooded the bar counter and tables. It had been a surprisingly busy night.

She hated working in the bar. She wanted to go hunting with the Winchester's, but Ellen was very strict with her. She was not to go hunting with those boys. She was to stay in the bar and lead a normal life.

A girl whose father was murdered by a beast could not ever live a normal life. Not normal at all.

She took the wet rag in her hand and wiped up the tables and picked up the bottles. She threw them away and was finished for the night. She went over and shut off the jukebox.

Thoughts ran through her head. Thoughts of running away and becoming a hunter. Escaping this dismal shit hole. Being free.

As soon as the thoughts came in to her head, she shook them away and flipped the switch to the lights off. She headed up the stairs in the back to her room, across from Ellen's.

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Los Angeles, California

Angel walked down the steps of the Hyperion Hotel to meet Cordelia at the end. He looked to her and feelings started to well up inside, wanting to burst free. He restrained himself.

"Are you alright?" Cordelia asked. She must've seen the restraint on his face.

"Yeah. I'm fine." He said.

"Well, we have a guest. He needs help and he really wants you." Cordelia emphasized the last sentence and Angel raised an eyebrow in curiosity.

"I guess I'll go see him." Angel walked into the lobby then into the office where a man sat. He looked middle-aged, medium build, and like a janitor. "My name is Angel. What can we help you with…?"

"Is that a request for my name?" The strange man asked.

"Yes it is." Cordelia answered in reply.

"Well, I go by a lot of names." He pondered on which to tell them. He decided his actual name would suffice. He doubted they'd heard of him. "My, um, friends call me Azazel."

"Well, Azazel, what can we help you with?"

"I have a bit of a problem, you see. I have a few…" he paused, "Hunters on my tail. They don't like me too much and I need you to get them off of me."

"Why are they after you?" Cordelia questioned.

"They are under the wrong impression of me. You see, they think I did something to their family. I didn't really do anything, that was my fault anyway." Azazel was beating around the bush, hoping they wouldn't ask questions. He needed this vampire.

"I can do my best to help. Where are they now?" Angel was suspicious of this Azazel, but business was business and he seemed rather helpless.

"I'm not quite sure, but some are in Nebraska. A place called Harvelle Roadhouse."

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I know it's short, but what do you think so far? It will get much better. I am just throwing this out there! Please tell me what u think!