Title: Fallen Author: LanaraofEarth Rating: PG-13 ish...maybe R later on Disclaimer: Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Angel the Series are not mine and never will be, no matter how much I might wish otherwise. The characters of both shows belong to Joss Wedon, Fox and other people and companies that I can't remember right at this moment. Summary: After being shunned by the gang in LA, Wesley leaves and ends up in Sunnydale. Possibly Wes and Buffy shippiness

Note: Words etc. in * are a character's inner thoughts/dialogue.

* Part 6*



Buffy ran. She ran hard and fast into the cold darkness of the night. Her hair whipped about her face as she blazed a path across the city, putting as much space between herself and that hotel room as possible.

Buffy pushed all thoughts of the drunken ex-watcher she had left violently away. She was NOT going to think about the line of stumble along his cheek, which had rubbed sensually along her skin, or the feel of his warm, firm hands grasping at her body or the trail of fire that had been lit by the sensation of his lips on hers.

*DAMNIT!!!! STOP!!! * Buffy screamed at herself and pushed her limits. Her speed increased and soon she had left the confines of the city on the hellmouth.

Adrenaline pumped through her vines, filling her with euphoria and heightened senses.

She could hear the sounds of the night creatures, the ones not of demonic origins. Every sound, that of a car door slamming shut, two people talking, a dog barking.she heard all of it.

Buffy focused her mind on the sensations. The feel of the wind against her face, the dance of her hair around her head, the pounding of her feet against the ground and the hammering on her heart in her chest.

Her slayer senses reached out, and she could suddenly feel the presence of demons around her.

The slayer came to a dead stop. She slowly shut her eyes and just focused on the sensation, the knowledge that something demonic was lurking nearby. IT was close, not more than a few feet away and it had a human with it. She wasn't exactly sure how it was that she knew this, but somehow she did and she trusted what she felt.

Buffy caught site of a tree to her right, one of its branches hung just above her head. Without making a sound, the slayer jumped into the air, caught hold of the branch and swung herself onto it. She landed steadily on her feet and climbed through the tree until she saw her prey.

A vampire. *No biggee and a fairly new one by the looks of it *. It was sitting by a newly dug grave with a human male lying unconscious on the ground beside it.

* So he's waiting for his childe to rise, must be new, most vamps couldn't care less .and he brought a snack.ahhh.. how sweet.well at least I know that I can kill two tonight, instead of just one.yeah for Buffy!! * Buffy smirked as she regarded the vampire. It was male, with long hair, tied with something, wearing a deep red tunic, tied at the waist with a black, thick leather belt and a bronze medallion on the front. Purple pants covered his legs. * All right, what the hell is with the outfit buddy, get turned at a renaissance festival? Cause, that just ain't pretty. Oh well, you'll be slayed soon enough and then I won't have to look at that hideous colour combo. *

Buffy grinned down at the soon to be dusted vamp, a feral gleam in her eyes. Her heart still beat wildly in her chest; she was in a desperate need for a good fight.

Suddenly, the odd feeling returned that something else was near and Buffy turned her head in time to see three more creatures arrive. Two of them were demons, she could sense that no problem, but the third one.there was something off about that one. She shook it off and focused on the fact that she could final find some release for her energy.

The creatures wore hooded cloaks, making it hard to distinguish their species. They moved as one towards the vamp, who nodded at them when he noticed their arrival.

* Goody, * the slayer thought, * more play pals! *

The night was suddenly looking much better to the slayer.

The feral gleam in her eyes, the slayer jumped off of her perch, flipped in the air and landed on the ground behind the three newcomers.

Buffy cocked her head to the side, a sly grin forming on her face as the three demons turned around to face her.

Buffy got her first look at the demons, the two on the outside had red skin, scales running down their nose and along their cheeks. Their eyes shone bright yellow.

The third, the one in the middle, remained hidden beneath the shadows of its cloak. There was something about that one.

Buffy could feel power coming off of it in waves. She almost stumbled back at the raw power. It was almost overwhelming, her head suddenly felt heavy and Buffy shook her head to clear it. She was about to enter into a fight; she needed all of her sense at their strongest.

That was when the middle one chose to speak, its voice low, and it rumbled across the cold of the night.

It seemed to glide along the waves of power emanating from its form and the words reached Buffy almost as if in slow motion.

"You're early." with that enigmatic statement hanging in the air the creature raised one deceptively human looking hand, its palm towards her and suddenly she was hit with a waved of energy and thrown backwards into darkness.

******************* End Part 6