Chap 7
Angel was running. Trees and bushes flew passed him as he ran onwards, branches reached out as if to grab him, one even caught the side of his face. He looked behind him yet there was nothing there; pure adrenaline ran through his body as he forced his muscles on, not stopping to rest.
Then he stopped. He stood silently and shut his eyes, allowing his vampire senses to set in. He heard rustling in the distance and the sound of many voices. All of them male.
Fire blazed in the distance as he felt the heavy vibrations of feet pounding towards him, screams went up into the air and loud shouts were heard close by.
The front of the group burst through a patch of trees across a clearing from where Angel was stood. He looked directly at the men, many held pitchforks and torches of fire. He could feel their heartbeats, many of them echoed with fear and anger at the beast that stood before them.
Angel turned and ran again, his long sleek hair trailed behind him as he continued his journey, leaping logs and dodging trees throughout the forest. As he ran, he thought back to the moments before where he had held the young woman in his arms, blood poured from her open wound in her neck.
He was covered in blood and as he smelt the delicious delicacy his face changed, showing his demon side. That was when the men came.
The men had heard the woman scream and instantly they noticed the strange man that kneeled at her side. Humans were so accusing. The blood on his body suddenly made him guilty.
So started the chase.
In fact it wasn't even Angel that had killed the girl but Spike.
Angel just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. It hadn't been long since he had gained his soul and everyday he was finding it harder and harder to survive without a craving for human blood.
Back to the chase.
Someone threw their dagger and it was aimed perfectly, imbedding itself in Angel's back, causing him to trip as he staggered under the excruciating pain. He felt his own blood run down his back like water as he stumbled, luckily catching himself with his hands. He looked back and saw the men still chasing in the distance behind him.
"Where do you think your going?" A female voice sounded in front of him.
Angel skidded to a halt. There stood the dead woman, dried blood was encrusted on her neck, her skin looked pale and ghostly. Angel stood in amazement, was she a vampire already? He had never known them to change so quickly.
"Before you assume anything, im not a vampire." The woman folded her arms.
"Get out of my way." Angel stood firmly, unfazed by her remark.
"No."
Angel turned east and ran onwards, ignoring the bellowing cries that sounded behind him.
"Hello Angelus." A young man stepped out from a large tree, he also was pale.
Angel stopped again and turned north trying desperately to get away from the haunting voices that invaded his conscience. *You'll never get away.*
Yet another figure appeared, and instantly Angel remembered her from the Russia. Yet another girl that he had killed.
"Get away from me!" Angel held his head in his hands, closing his eyes in an attempted to will away the beings.
"We want you to pay." The voices said in unison.
"I am paying." Angel stared up from between his hands.
"It was all your fault." The first woman cried out.
"I - It wasn't, Spike killed you not me." Angel grasped for answers.
"You didn't help me." The woman ignored his ramblings.
"You didn't think of me when you slaughtered my family." The young man stepped forward, his eyes dark and cold. "Slaughtered them with your own hands."
Angel felt a tingling feeling in the palms of his hands. He gazed down, staring blindly at his now freshly covered hands; blood seeped from under his fingernails.
He heard the men grow closer until finally they had stopped behind him, watching as he talked to mid air.
"You don't understand!" Angel dropped to his knees, wincing in pain from the knife wound.
"You deserve to die." The figures answered once again in unison.
"Yes I know." Angel cradled his head in his hands, leaving blood streaks across his face.
He felt the human presences nearby and finally gave up hope. He knew he would die that night.
"Hello peaches." A thick drawl sounded from above Angel.
The figures had now disappeared and instead of them there now stood Spike. "You!" Angel leapt to his feet and lunged at Spike taking the vampire down with the sheer weight of his body.
The men, who had now crowded around them, stood watching, amazed as the two vampires began to fight.
"Run!" Yelled Angel towards the men, if Spike got to close there could be more deaths.
The men stood their ground not seeing why they should move.
Spike punched high, knocking Angel down to the ground. He turned towards the crowd and stepped forward feeling the fear in the men's hearts.
"I think I'll take...YOU!" Spike grabbed a young farmer and snapped his neck in two.
Angel caught the vamp from behind and kicked him to the floor, anger powered him onwards as he continued to kick the blonde vamp.
"Leave." Angel glowered at the group of men.
This time they didn't need telling twice, they turned back into the forest and fled from the demons.
"Now it's your turn to die." Angel bent down and picked up a loose tree branch and aimed it at Spike's chest.
"Who's been a naughty boy, trying to take my Spikey away from me." A cold voice came from behind. That was the last thing Angel heard before he was knocked unconscious.
Angel woke from the dream, his body glistened with sweat and his chest ached from the wound although it was already healing fast.
"Angel!" A hand was placed on his shoulder and nudging him gently.
"What?" Angel faced his Buffy and smiled. Everything would be OK as long as he had his girl.
"You were dreaming? You ok?" Buffy looked concerned.
"Yeah don't worry." Angel kissed her lightly.
"Angel..your not." Buffy pointed at the sunlight that blazed through the window onto Angel's half naked body. ".Dust." She finished the sentence.
"No. I passed the tests." He stood from the bed and stepped once again into the sunlight.
"Wow. The other guy must have really been sore this morning." Buffy acknowledged Angel's injuries once more.
Angel came back to the bedside and took her in his arms. "Now, I am almost human like you..There is no curse." He pointed out politely.
"Really?" Buffy cheekily smiled back and kissed him passionately.
They both sank back into the bed as they continued their kisses, instantly they became more intense and frenzied as each realised the true effect from being away from each other for too long.
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Angel was running. Trees and bushes flew passed him as he ran onwards, branches reached out as if to grab him, one even caught the side of his face. He looked behind him yet there was nothing there; pure adrenaline ran through his body as he forced his muscles on, not stopping to rest.
Then he stopped. He stood silently and shut his eyes, allowing his vampire senses to set in. He heard rustling in the distance and the sound of many voices. All of them male.
Fire blazed in the distance as he felt the heavy vibrations of feet pounding towards him, screams went up into the air and loud shouts were heard close by.
The front of the group burst through a patch of trees across a clearing from where Angel was stood. He looked directly at the men, many held pitchforks and torches of fire. He could feel their heartbeats, many of them echoed with fear and anger at the beast that stood before them.
Angel turned and ran again, his long sleek hair trailed behind him as he continued his journey, leaping logs and dodging trees throughout the forest. As he ran, he thought back to the moments before where he had held the young woman in his arms, blood poured from her open wound in her neck.
He was covered in blood and as he smelt the delicious delicacy his face changed, showing his demon side. That was when the men came.
The men had heard the woman scream and instantly they noticed the strange man that kneeled at her side. Humans were so accusing. The blood on his body suddenly made him guilty.
So started the chase.
In fact it wasn't even Angel that had killed the girl but Spike.
Angel just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. It hadn't been long since he had gained his soul and everyday he was finding it harder and harder to survive without a craving for human blood.
Back to the chase.
Someone threw their dagger and it was aimed perfectly, imbedding itself in Angel's back, causing him to trip as he staggered under the excruciating pain. He felt his own blood run down his back like water as he stumbled, luckily catching himself with his hands. He looked back and saw the men still chasing in the distance behind him.
"Where do you think your going?" A female voice sounded in front of him.
Angel skidded to a halt. There stood the dead woman, dried blood was encrusted on her neck, her skin looked pale and ghostly. Angel stood in amazement, was she a vampire already? He had never known them to change so quickly.
"Before you assume anything, im not a vampire." The woman folded her arms.
"Get out of my way." Angel stood firmly, unfazed by her remark.
"No."
Angel turned east and ran onwards, ignoring the bellowing cries that sounded behind him.
"Hello Angelus." A young man stepped out from a large tree, he also was pale.
Angel stopped again and turned north trying desperately to get away from the haunting voices that invaded his conscience. *You'll never get away.*
Yet another figure appeared, and instantly Angel remembered her from the Russia. Yet another girl that he had killed.
"Get away from me!" Angel held his head in his hands, closing his eyes in an attempted to will away the beings.
"We want you to pay." The voices said in unison.
"I am paying." Angel stared up from between his hands.
"It was all your fault." The first woman cried out.
"I - It wasn't, Spike killed you not me." Angel grasped for answers.
"You didn't help me." The woman ignored his ramblings.
"You didn't think of me when you slaughtered my family." The young man stepped forward, his eyes dark and cold. "Slaughtered them with your own hands."
Angel felt a tingling feeling in the palms of his hands. He gazed down, staring blindly at his now freshly covered hands; blood seeped from under his fingernails.
He heard the men grow closer until finally they had stopped behind him, watching as he talked to mid air.
"You don't understand!" Angel dropped to his knees, wincing in pain from the knife wound.
"You deserve to die." The figures answered once again in unison.
"Yes I know." Angel cradled his head in his hands, leaving blood streaks across his face.
He felt the human presences nearby and finally gave up hope. He knew he would die that night.
"Hello peaches." A thick drawl sounded from above Angel.
The figures had now disappeared and instead of them there now stood Spike. "You!" Angel leapt to his feet and lunged at Spike taking the vampire down with the sheer weight of his body.
The men, who had now crowded around them, stood watching, amazed as the two vampires began to fight.
"Run!" Yelled Angel towards the men, if Spike got to close there could be more deaths.
The men stood their ground not seeing why they should move.
Spike punched high, knocking Angel down to the ground. He turned towards the crowd and stepped forward feeling the fear in the men's hearts.
"I think I'll take...YOU!" Spike grabbed a young farmer and snapped his neck in two.
Angel caught the vamp from behind and kicked him to the floor, anger powered him onwards as he continued to kick the blonde vamp.
"Leave." Angel glowered at the group of men.
This time they didn't need telling twice, they turned back into the forest and fled from the demons.
"Now it's your turn to die." Angel bent down and picked up a loose tree branch and aimed it at Spike's chest.
"Who's been a naughty boy, trying to take my Spikey away from me." A cold voice came from behind. That was the last thing Angel heard before he was knocked unconscious.
Angel woke from the dream, his body glistened with sweat and his chest ached from the wound although it was already healing fast.
"Angel!" A hand was placed on his shoulder and nudging him gently.
"What?" Angel faced his Buffy and smiled. Everything would be OK as long as he had his girl.
"You were dreaming? You ok?" Buffy looked concerned.
"Yeah don't worry." Angel kissed her lightly.
"Angel..your not." Buffy pointed at the sunlight that blazed through the window onto Angel's half naked body. ".Dust." She finished the sentence.
"No. I passed the tests." He stood from the bed and stepped once again into the sunlight.
"Wow. The other guy must have really been sore this morning." Buffy acknowledged Angel's injuries once more.
Angel came back to the bedside and took her in his arms. "Now, I am almost human like you..There is no curse." He pointed out politely.
"Really?" Buffy cheekily smiled back and kissed him passionately.
They both sank back into the bed as they continued their kisses, instantly they became more intense and frenzied as each realised the true effect from being away from each other for too long.
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