The First looked out the window starring at the ruined city. "Ironic isn't it Angelus for all their plotting and sceeming the Senior Partners never realized that the destruction of this world could be so easy to achieve."
"Well that's what you get when you want something done a certain way. Personally that's why I tried sucking the world into hell or a hell dimension to be specific. It was easy straight to the point, and not complicated in the least."
The First started laughing. "Yes that does sound like you a man that enjoys having fun but knows when to get serious like when you drew that shotgun on Faith."
Angelus just shrugged. "What can I say sometimes you just have to go with a cliché."
"Yet you never killed a single friend of your's did you?" The First pointed out smirking.
Angelus shot a glare at The First. "What the hell are you getting at?"
"Buffy being the only exception, Conner, Wesley, Cordelia , all of them when you were truly freed you never went after a single person who once mattered to you. Why do you think that is?" The First was clearly insulting Angelus. "Also look at Darla, and Drusilla even Spike. Then there was that other couple. They were like a surrogate family more than anything."
Angelus laughed at The First's accusation's. "Please I don't care about anyone but me you of all people should know that."
"Angelus what do you think the soul is exactly?" The First asked continuing to smile as he looked out the window.
"A conscience obviously." Angelus answered thinking it was a stupid question.
"My dear boy the soul is much more than that, it is powerful and valuable in ways you, the Senior Partners, and even the Powers that Be cannot even hope to imagine. But to point of my visit I need you to find out God has been masquerading as."
"Masquerading? What are you talking about."
"I suspect God has played a very important part in the lives of Buffy you and all of your loved ones. I have probably met him to and just can't place his face." The First began to clench his fist.
"I don't get it how can you not recognize him?" Angelus began to scratch his head.
"My Father has this ability among many other's he moves through time and space like it's nothing and can keep people even me from recognizing him by altering perception. He's also able masquerade as any one and any creature he chooses even as a vampire. It's quite annoying."
"I think I would know if I had met God I have good instincts or are you telling me that God may or may not even know who he or she is?" Angelus was a surprised by this information.
"Yes he can do that it's actually how he's able to fool me sometimes he is just a random face in the crowd, a random acquaintance that is never seen again, and sometimes he is close to the hero wither it be a minor villain or a close ally. The bottom line his actions while not directly interfering always aid the hero he is helping. Even if it appears as though his actions are opposing them."
Ireland 1753…
Angel's Father stood at his son's grave though everyone else had gone a man in white approached him and stood beside him he held a rose. "I'm sorry for your loss." The man in white said with a sad tone.
"Thank you my son and me were at odds many times my one regret is that we could never settle our differences no my greatest regret is that he could never see that I only wanted what was best for him." He clenched his fists and started to cry. "Liam you stupid fool! You could have done so much with your life but instead you squandered it on ale and women. You could have been so much more if only you had tried!"
The man in white smiled "Yes being a parent is the hardest thing in the world it's rare for our children to see that we only want what's best for them. My oldest is real handful let me tell ya."
"How many children do you have?" Angel's father asked a little intrigued.
"Oh far too many to count sometimes they quarrel but I like to hope that one day things will be better. My oldest is a bit of instigator though." The man in white started to chuckle. He place the rose on the dirt. "I'm sorry Liam I truly am."
Present Day…
Angel was awakened by the warmth of the sun and the feel of the grass he found himself in a large garden with a man in white who's face was obscured by the light of the sun he was siting in a white chair at a white table. "Oh welcome Liam I've been expecting you." He set his tea down and handed it to another man it was Lindsay. "Thanks that will be all. Now Angel I believe it's time we had a chance to talk."
"How did I get out?" Angel asked unsettled by this.
"That's not important what is important is that we get something straight."
"Get what straight?" Angel asked confused.
"Do you know why the First is called the First?"
Angel just shrugged knowing the obvious answer. "Yeah the First is the first evil."
God just nodded is he in disagreement. "No it's because he's my first born."
"What?" Angel became completely alarmed by this. "Why are you telling me this?"
"Simple The First may be by your perspective as evil but I want to make something perfectly clear if you use your usual tactics to defeat him and your other self you will lose the battle. This is not a fight you can win by normal means. You must ask yourself what it is you truly want in order to win."
"I don't understand what are you saying?" Angel what now even more confused.
"What do you think the soul is exactly Angel? I'll give you a hint it's not what you think it is."
"I'm not sure I understand the point of your question."
"Okay then why do you think I have painstakingly and meticulously guided everyone from you and Buffy to Xander and Gunn?"
L.A. 1997
Joyce was sitting in a small coffee shop looking at knew schools trying to pick one for her daughter. "What am I going to do?"
"Excuse me miss do you have the time?" A man in a white T-shirt and pants asked as he approached her. "I'm sorry but my watch is broken and I'm late for a thing."
"Oh yes." Joyce looked at her watch. "It's 4:33 p.m. right now."
"Oh thank you I so glad I have plenty of time so what are you doing?"
"Oh I'm looking for a school to send my daughter to but given the fact that she burned her old school's gym down not many will take her." She let out a sad sigh.
"Why not Sunnydale? I hear it has a lovely education system and a very friendly community." The man in white suggested it out of the blue it was unbelievable.
Joyce paused for a moment to think about it. "Sunnydale? It sounds nice I'll definitely look into it."