A/N For anyone who really thought i had killed everyone off, think again. I have kept true to Angel in the way in which they never seem to stay dead either. Please R&R.
"Hmm, well we can't have that now, can we?"
A man waved his hand and dusted formed and spiralled in the room before him. The dust went together and began to form a body. The dust became bones which muscle grew on. Skin covered the muscle and black clothing covered the skin. A few seconds later, Angel was standing there in a daze.
"What happened?" he asked looking around, "Wait a minute, I've been here before."
The room was wrecked. Tables were upturned and their contents spilled onto the floor. Two dead demons with purple skin were lying on the ground. One of the room's stone pillars had a chunk of stone knocked out and in the hole were traces of blood. He sniffed the air and recognised the blood.
"It's mine," whispered Angel examining the blood. He turned to the other man, "Who are you? Where am I?"
"I have no formal name to speak of, sir. Most call me Jeeves as a form of mocking but I care not. As for where we are, you came here three years ago."
Jeeves walked up to Angel and placed his hand on Angel's head. Flashes of pictures played in Angel's head. He saw himself jumping into an empty pool, Angel fighting a yellow demon, and Darla's face.
"You!" hissed Angel, "Darla and I came to you for help and you said that you could help. You put me through all of those trials and wouldn't help her. She died that night!"
"Couldn't, sir."
"What?"
"I couldn't help your friend, not wouldn't."
"Sorry, you couldn't help Darla," said Angel sarcastically.
"That is better, sir. Now would you like to know how and why you are here?"
"It had crossed my mind."
"If you remember correctly, you succeeded in the trials…"
Angel snarled.
"…But I could not give you a life in return. Now I am repaying our debt."
"Is that all? I thought you might actually like me."
"Sir, I do. You are the only person who has succeeded at the trials. Now I will leave you." Jeeves turned to leave.
"Wait! What about my friends? Give me a chance to win their lives!"
"Sir, you must understand that I cannot do that."
"Cannot or will not?"
Jeeves paused for a few seconds, "Will not, because it is against the rules."
"Well then break the rules. Rules are made to be broken."
"Not these ones sir. I will not do it, it is impossible for me to do it without…" Jeeves broke off and looked at Angel.
"Without what?" demanded Angel.
"Well, there is a way in which I can do it, sir. If I am going to help out the forces of good in this way, I must also help out the forces of evil. For every friend you bring back, one member of the Circle of the Black Thorn will also be brought back."
"No," sighed Angel. He looked Jeeves straight in the eyes, "There must be some other way."
"It is the only way sir, I am sorry. For each friend, there will be three trials. I will leave, call for me when you have an answer."
Jeeves turned away and disappeared.
Angel stood in thought for two hours. Finally, he shouted out, "Jeeves! Come here."
"No need to shout, sir. Now what is your answer?" said Jeeves.
"I will do it but can I at least choose who from the Circle of the Black Thorn comes back?"
"A bit confident aren't you, sir, already thinking about after you win. And the answer is no. I cannot allow you to do that."
"Then how do I know you won't bring back the most powerful of my enemies?"
"You don't but I promise you that the selection will be completely random. After all I do not care for the outcome."
"OK, who comes back first?" asked Angel.
"We will count back through your friends, from last to die to first to die. Your son was the last to die so…"
"Bring the first trial," said Angel.
"Sir, like last time, I must have your shirt and…"
"Shoes and socks, I know," said Angel starting to strip.
Once Angel had finished taking off non-essential clothing, he said, "Are you gonna wish me luck or what?"
"I have never wished any contestant luck before sir," replied Jeeves.
"Yes, but are you going to say it to me?"
Jeeves thought about this for a few seconds, "Good luck sir."
The room melted away and Angel was standing in the room he had fought the yellow skinned demon in. He looked at the entrance as the gate rose. Five people walked in. There were three men and two women.
"Vampires," growled Angel, "I have taken out more than five before so this is going to be easy."
The vampires looked at him and smiled, one by one they took out various weapons. One had a whip, one a sword, one a pair of sais, and the other two had stakes.
"Damn, there's always a catch," said Angel.
Please R&R. This is my first fic and i want everyone to tell me wat they think. If you think its crap say so. If you like it and have some ideas, tell me and ill put them into my story if i like them. Again please review.