Title: Me Myself I Turned
Author: bunsdarien
Category: Drama/Angst Darkish, Gloomy Not a happy fic. But when was Angel ever happy..(Besides with Connor)
Synopsis: After the battle. Twist to it. Dark. Angel.
Rating: R Hard
Notes: To Myself I Turned by Lacuna Coil Lyrics Used. I liked the title for the story. I stink at
title names. This is now my second Angel story. This is part of the other one. Can go either way. Un'beta'd. For-warned.
I wanna write more, but no reviews, don't know if I'm doing it right. P.S. I'll still keep the marshmallows
handy..
Review if ya want more. I got more thought of, but not unless I get feedback.
Sequel/Pre-QUEL: There Once was A Man called Wesley
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Language, violence, Character Death(s) Sad (Very) A Twist
Disclaimer: Don't have anything worth suing over. Just having fun. Missing Wesley and crew that's all..No
Harm meant against Lacuna coil. Enough said!
...Angel...
I open my eyes. Picking myself off the ground, I wipe the blood that has fall from the cut on my head.
I sigh as I look around.
I am surrounded by death.
As you see I'm the only survivor in this land
I walk through the corpse filled alley
The limbs of enemies fill the space.
As does the blood of friends.
Gunn.
He was a good man. Fought until the end.
He went the way he wanted to.
I'm gonna miss him.
Sadly, I soon see another friend.
A speck of blue.
Illyria.
She didn't make it either.
Damn!
I lower my head.
Blood.
That's all I can smell.
Blood every where.
this nature of time and space
makes me sick of the situation
"Spike?" I finally speak out.
"SPIKE?"
Please tell me I'm not alone again. Please.
I soon hear slight whimpers from a far. Rushing over I find something I
entirely never expected.
Spike... Alive.
Literary.
His heart was beating.
He had breathe.
And he was bleeding profusely from the gash in his stomach.
"Fuck!" he cursed out loud.
"Your not kidding here," A very human Spike weakly stated.
Angel pressed his hands to Spike's stomach.
"Oh, buggers!" Spike winced. "Figures those bastards pick now to revert me back to my human self. Couldn't wait until I was healed.. Oh no!"
Angel couldn't help himself, he snickered as he brought Spike's head into his lap.
"It's not fair," Spike replied. Anger lining his voice.
"I know." That's all I could say.
Spike was right, it wasn't fair
"Let me get you to the hospital then maybe..."
Spike shook his head. "Too late," his weaken voice told Angel.
"I'm a goner."
Angel wanted to deny it.
He wanted to save someone.
Fred, Gunn, Illyria, Wesley, Doyle, Cordelia, now Spike.
But he knew the truth.
Spike was fighting a losing battle.
"Spike." He said. 'Don't leave me.' he thought
He signed his right away to bring down the evil of Wolfram Harts.
Spike had become vampire with a soul that would become human again.
But it never stated how long in human form.
Tears slowly flowing from his eyes, Spike looked at Angel.
"An.. Angel?"
"Yes," he replied.
Smiling sadly, closing his eyes.
"Could you just once call me William?"
Smiling, "Yes, William."
With that, he died.
I couldn't know if I...
if I will be strong enough for this
I have to choose, do I want to live here?
The end. Maybe.. Still have Wesley in the Cell. And now Angel alone. Is Wesley really dead? Don't know. Depends on you..