Title: Hold onto the Wings of an Eagle

Rating: ?

Shipping: B/A with darkness (: B/S , A/C? implied

Status: TBC

Disclaimer: I don't own Angle or BTVS somebody does I think?

Summary: I don't know?



The darkness didn't last long. Soon it was replaced by a blinding light that made it impossible to see anything. The white light enveloped him like a warm blanket. It was soft and warm and he felt like he was the one being protected. Closing his eyes he relaxed in its warm glow, the events before becoming a distant memory; or so like a bad dream.

Angel opened his eyes when he felt the faint breeze rustle his clothing. When he did all he saw were three women. All had on the same outfit. From head to toe. Golden silk hair to their knees that swayed freely in the wind, a crown of white and black roses without thorns, burgundy lips, long flowing white gown that swung around like satin curtains in the wind, their feet were bear with a lightness to them that shown of the sun. There hands held slim fingers with long manicured nails. The only difference was their eyes changing from green to brown to blue. The colors were bright and noticed right away. Angel felt like a starstruck teenager that just met the biggest teen bopper in the world. They had to be immortal. He tried to remember what had brought him here but he found his memories were filled with thick fog, blinding him from them.

Their mouths never moved but Angel heard the voices in his head. They were like the ocean smooth and salty to his ears. They were barely above a whisper.

'Angel, you have come such a long way.'

'Who are you?' Angel asked becoming more and more uncomfortable with his surroundings. He couldn't remember anything that could have brought him here.

'Quiet and we will explain only once. No questions. Agreed?' the voices whispered.

Angel felt like he would vomit. Good news didn't start like this! But his choices were null. 'Agreed' he said a little shaky.

'You a warrior born on the side of shadows. Your existence has been in so many shades that you don't know which one is really you. Your goal is unknown. This is our decision made by us. Three sisters one of death and one of life and one of fortune. We have watched all on earth since the beginning of time. We have watched them grow and prosper and fate has been in our devices. You have a destiny of no other. You shall share this with one of consequences. You have been a dedicated warrior and a merciless demon. The body in inhibited by two faces. But it is told that man must find a time in which he will choose one to wear. You have proved that you wish to have that of a mortal. Your decision is your own and it will affect all of those you know. Your face will become one of your own and your other will be given to your fellow. Your opposite shall know that they are receiving these traits and from whom. They shall carry the side of evil imbedded deep within them. Their soul will be forever gone as they shall be aware of. You should not feel guilt! They have accepted their fate. We know you are confused and you shall be for some time but when you realize what you have you shall be forever grateful. To you, and Angel of Existence we grant the face of a mortal. You will obtain your strength and ability you have progressed in over the years but shall lose your other face and demonic activity. Your fellow shall wear it and you will know them when you see them. They shall uphold their current strength and that of your opposite. We will now return you to seek the answers you rightfully deserve.'

Angel tried to understand their cryptic talk. It seemed to be too much, too good to be true. With the last word the light flashed out his vision again and he found himself in a graveyard he knew in LA were a headstone read Liam O'Conner and nothing else. The name seemed familiar but Angel brushed it aside as he headed towards his detective building wondering if he had a very strange dream.



TBC..A little vague I know but I'm trying (: Feedback gladly welcomed.