Author's Note: So, this chapter is short and I apologize for that, but something is better than nothing, right? Anyways, I'll give you guys a huge chapter the next time around! Enjoy!
The nursing home was already consumed by flames by the time Cordelia and I arrived there. Cordelia grimaced as she saw people being held by the police, screaming for their loved ones to emerge. The smell of blood was everywhere and it made anger surge up within me. So many innocent lives taken and for what? This demon didn't seem to have any clear purpose.
"He's here," Cordelia muttered casually to me. "I can sense him." I nodded as she pointed a slender figure at another man in the crowd—blond with a dirty leather jacket.
"You're sure?" I questioned. I didn't want to create a scene only to have things blow up in my face. Cordelia nodded.
"It's him," She replied. "He can't hide his true form very well. Do you need a distraction?"
"That would be preferable." I told her. Smiling, she slowly worked her way to the front of the crowd. In a performance that could earn her an Oscar, she cried out for help and began to shake and sob. Instantly the crowd was drawn towards her and with some of her magic, she kept their eyes on her. I walked up to the demon and he turned his head and met my gaze.
"You would be Angel, I presume?" I tried not to let my shocked expression show. How did he know who I was?
"And your name?" I asked congenially. If he wanted to play games, then I would play along.
"In your language, it's the Evolver." And with that, he vanished into thin air. I motioned for Cordelia to wrap up her performance and with a flick of her wrist, the crowd instantly forgot what they were watching. Smiling, she appeared by my side.
"Beautiful performance, right?" She joked.
"Cordy, does the name the Evolver mean anything to you?"
"The Evolver?" She repeated, thinking for a few seconds. "The name rings a bell but I can't recall anything specific." I kept staring where he had vanished—who was this demon?
"He knew who I was," I informed her and her eyes widened. "Any idea how?"
"Not off the top of my head," She replied. "Unless he knew of your past as Angelus."
"But he called me Angel, not Angelus," I clarified. "I haven't been here since I was Angelus so how would he know who I was?" Cordelia placed a reassuring hand on my shoulder.
"We'll find out," She promised me. "We'll find out."
I just hoped that when we did, it wouldn't be too late to stop whoever this monster was.
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