I'm back! Super sorry about the last few weeks, I have been reading when I got the chance but not updating because I only had one day a weeks. Anyways back to the story!

A/N: I suck at writing Angelus so bare with me through the crappyness and if anyone can help e-mail/ review/ pm me! I also suck at fight scenes.

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Recommendation of the chapter: Eternal tales by Eternal tales (Christina).

Disclaimer: All Joss's and the lunk heads that screwed everything up.

Distribution: Just ask and tell me what you're doing with it.

Rating: Teen for some swearing and sexual references

Spoilers: For surprise and innocence

Thanks: to the lovely people at BuffyWorld for providing extremely useful transcripts for like every single episode.

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I had to follow him. It was the only option to see if the spell worked or if they went at it before the spell had the chance to activate. But that might have been my fault.

Have I ever mentioned how much I hate rain? Especially when it comes down fast and hard, and just spurt everything and everywhere... That sounded a bit wrong. But any ways it's happening, they never said what Angel would feel, only the result. It sounds painful though.

"Hey you okay? Want me to call 911?" the hooker that lived in the building called out.

Suddenly he jumped up right as rain. What the hell? I thought.

"No the pain is gone." He says coolly.

"You sure?" she asked taking a drag of her cigarette.

"Yeah" he replies. Angel bites her neck. A very un-Angel thing to do.

"I feel just fine." He blows out the smoke he's just ingested from her now dead lungs.

Shit. That wasn't supposed to happen. Angel turns over and looks at me. "I said that out loud, didn't I?" I asked stating the obvious.

"Now I would stay and chat about how the hell you're here when I should really be getting back to a slayer that's just begging to be tu-" he stop in the middle of his sentence, actually everything stopped.

"Do you guys have to do this every single time something gets messed up? Or do you just do it to me?" I questioned no one in sight but they could hear me. I know they can hear me.

"You have ruined the spell." They coolly stated.

"It went according to plan I never messed it up. The soul should have been bound." I replied.

"We told you the soul would be bound only if there was a soul to bind. If you had not forgotten elemental representation the vampire would still have a soul. It was supposed to go on during the bewitching hour, and you postponed it three hours later." The eldest female explained.

"How do I get the soul back into the body?" I asked.

"You don't. Your time here is over. You shall remove yourself from the situation. I mean no interaction with them. You can still spy from a distance." The youngest bubbly answered.

"Well what's the point? If the soul is gone, well unless she is turned by Angelus. Or if he just stops killing everyone. Never mind like a master would do that. Right." I babbled. "Wait I have an idea. What if I get turned into a vampire? And then…" they were looking at me as if I hit my head off a rock several times. "I can help and if it means turning into more of a vampire then… I'm willing to risk it." What I meant was "if I can't help them the only real thing that I feel good about in my life, besides music, is gone. I would rather die than call this a hopeless cause."

"Well, that's um noble of you but… we can't have a guardian vampire. It's just not right. And…" the youngest trailed off.

"And we don't care how you think you can help by being immortally damned. And how you're just saying that you would do that for the attention. Now you have two options. One: you stay here and become a full soulless vampire and we find a new suitable guardian while you fuck with Angelus. Or Two: you go into heave training that will enhance your senses as well as powers as a witch. While the unawares finish the problem by themselves. " The male demanded, speaking up for the first time.

"The second option" I mumbled. He was right but it doesn't mean that my pride was still in shape.

"Good, now make sure they know that Katharine O'Connors is never coming back." The older female said.

"Rned. And frankly I really want to kill you again." Angelus finished.

"I'm not going down without a fight." So we began.

He made the first move, sending a punch to my left cheek. "You want to know why I'm here. The real reason and not some crap about a normal life." I grunted as I hit him back. "To kill you. " he looked up stopping in the middle of a kick. "Come on! Don't tell me that it didn't faze you a little bit when I came here."I started to laugh giving him plenty of opportunities to kill me.

"Katharine, Katharine, Katharine." He said shaking his head. He then brought his fist down onto my left temple. I side to the ground being that it was still raining. "You could have been the entire town of Galway and I still wouldn't care. See that life is behind me." He picked me up off the ground. "Especially you." He put his hands on my neck.

And broke it.

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