Title: The fascinating Life of Zoey (Part 5)
Author: Miss. Kitty Fantastico
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Angel characters (why would I want to
anyway?), or anything else that pertains to Angel or Buffy the Vampire
Slayer. I only own Zoey, and Verdandi owns Evita-yep, that's all!
***
Zoey awoke slowly to find herself oddly stuck in the confines of the book cage. The place where they locked up Oz when he went through his.uh.full moon changes. Checking herself over, she found that all of her cuts and bruises were fully healed, even the deep gash on her side was nothing but a light pink scar.
Standing up, she scrunched her face up, confused, looking down, she saw that the rosary she wore had burned a small imprint of it's cross onto her chest. Grabbing the burning cross in her hand, she ripped it off her neck with the mere pull of her hand. Stunned, she threw the cross on the speckled tile floor and backed up away from it.
"Zoey.are you okay?"
Zoey looked up to see her brooding brother watching her from the other side of the cage. She put a hand to her head as if she had a headache and said, "Angel, what's going on? I'm so confused.what happened? I shouldn't be alive."
She watched her brother's face harden, "It was Spike." He said plainly. "I tried to stop him, but.but-"
"He made me into a vampire, didn't he?" She finished for him. She looked around the confines of the book cage and then back at Angel with tears welling up in her eyes, "Angel, I don't want to be vampire. I-I don't have a soul-I'll go evil any second now and-before anything happens, you have to stake me. You-"
Angel put a hand up to hush her, "It's okay. When you were asleep, Willow was able to restore your soul with the Gypsy curse. You're not evil-you're good, just like me."
Zoey shook her head, "No, it's not the same!" She yelled at her brother.
Angel, taken back from Zoey's uncharacterized lash of anger and lack of grammatical skill, quieted, and watched her further reaction:
"I don't want to be like this-I want to be human again. I don't want to fear crosses and holy water and have to sleep during the day. I don't want to have to drink human blood." She turned to her brother and said coldly, "You should have let me die."
Angel looked down at the floor, "Maybe I should have. But it all happened so fast, Buffy came in and I turned away, and Spike moved too quickly."
Zoey slumped against one of the walls, still crying, "The Council will never accept me like this.I'll never be able to continue my studies. Oh, god, I want to be human again!"
Angel looked down again and whispered, "I know.I know. It's hard, but, Zo- we're family, we'll get through it."
***
"Angel, how did it happen? In the beginning?" Wesley asked the vampire sitting across from him.
"You want the full story? Wes." Angel said, tapping a rhythm on his tea cup.
"Yes, I want the full story. I want to know what really happened."
"Well," Angel started, putting down the cup, "You know that Spike and Drusilla kidnapped Zoey and took her to the factory where they had tortured he-."
Wesley had a pained expression on his face, "Oh, I know what that's like." He said, remembering the time Faith decided to visit L.A.
Angel didn't respond to the comment, "Well."
***
"Oh, look, it's the man of the hour. We were wondering when you were going to get here." Spike said playfully. Angel stared coldly at him.
"Let her go." Angel growled, taking a step toward his sister.
"Oh, she's all yours, you can take her now, if you like." Spike explained to him, "But I do have to warn you. The girl'll be dead in a few minutes. You won't have time to take her to a hospital or to that witch friend of yours."
Angel ran to Zoey's aide. Quickly untying the ropes and gag, he tried to shake her awake again. "Common Zoey. Wake up-you have to wake up now. Common."
Drusilla walked over to Angel and purred, "Angel, the moon and the stars say that you deserve every little bit of this for betraying us like you did."
"Go away Drusilla." Angel said sharply, not bothering to turn his head to look at her.
"If I were you, I'd drink the rest of her-put her out of misery. You were going to do that 200 years ago anyway." Spike said, walking over to Drusilla and putting his arms around her.
Angel ignored Spike's advice, "Common, Zoey, wake up. Please, just wake up. Common, just wake up." It had become like a chant that he repeated over and over, trying to shake his sister awake.
Finally, the girl moaned and opened her eyes slowly, "Angel?" She asked.
"Yeah, it's Angel." Her brother said happily, "We have to get out of here now-"
"Angel? I can't see you." She said, staring at him with unfocused eyes. "I think I'm.Angel, please don't let me die. Please, Angel, I don't want to die, don't let me die." She pleaded before her eyes closed again and she went back into unconsciousness.
"Look Dru!" Spike said exuberantly, "Angel's poor little baby sister is gonna die, and he didn't even get to know her. Aww, a touching moment, really. Maybe that'll teach the old coot not to mess with us!"
Angel thought about ripping Spike's throat out, but realized that that would only take up more time. He looked frantically around the room for something-anything that would help him. Sadly, he looked back at his broken sister and took a deep breath. Then, vamping, Angel bit into the flesh of his own wrist. He opened Zoey's mouth and shoved his bloodied arm into it.
"What's he doing?" Spike said frantically to no one in particular.
When he was done, Angel removed his wrist, which was already beginning to heal. He heard Zoey moan in displeasure again as she slumped forward in the chair.
Spike mused with what had just happened, "Turning her into one of us? Angel, I didn't know you had it in you. Maybe you do have-"
Angel spun around and grabbed Spike by the neck before he knew what was happening. "Listen here, Spike." Angel growled. "If this works, and she rises again, you will never, ever tell her that I did it to her."
"Wonderful." Spike said almost cruelly, "What am I sup-"
"Tell her that you made her. Don't even bring me into the picture. You hear me?" Angel said, squeezing his granchilde's neck.
"And what if I don't feel like-"
"Oh, believe me, Spike, you will. If you say anything, I'll come after both you and Dru, here. Plus, I think this might shut you up." Angel reached into his pocket and pulled out a green and white swirled talisman on a gold chain. "I was going to have one of Buffy's friend's run it through to see how valuable it is, but I think it'll do a better job of shutting you up."
"Ohh, Spike, look at it, it's so pretty." Drusilla swooned, swaying from side to side where she was standing.
Spike snatched up the talisman with one hand, "Fine. Have it your way, Poof. But I'm only doing this for Dru's safety."
***
***
Zoey awoke slowly to find herself oddly stuck in the confines of the book cage. The place where they locked up Oz when he went through his.uh.full moon changes. Checking herself over, she found that all of her cuts and bruises were fully healed, even the deep gash on her side was nothing but a light pink scar.
Standing up, she scrunched her face up, confused, looking down, she saw that the rosary she wore had burned a small imprint of it's cross onto her chest. Grabbing the burning cross in her hand, she ripped it off her neck with the mere pull of her hand. Stunned, she threw the cross on the speckled tile floor and backed up away from it.
"Zoey.are you okay?"
Zoey looked up to see her brooding brother watching her from the other side of the cage. She put a hand to her head as if she had a headache and said, "Angel, what's going on? I'm so confused.what happened? I shouldn't be alive."
She watched her brother's face harden, "It was Spike." He said plainly. "I tried to stop him, but.but-"
"He made me into a vampire, didn't he?" She finished for him. She looked around the confines of the book cage and then back at Angel with tears welling up in her eyes, "Angel, I don't want to be vampire. I-I don't have a soul-I'll go evil any second now and-before anything happens, you have to stake me. You-"
Angel put a hand up to hush her, "It's okay. When you were asleep, Willow was able to restore your soul with the Gypsy curse. You're not evil-you're good, just like me."
Zoey shook her head, "No, it's not the same!" She yelled at her brother.
Angel, taken back from Zoey's uncharacterized lash of anger and lack of grammatical skill, quieted, and watched her further reaction:
"I don't want to be like this-I want to be human again. I don't want to fear crosses and holy water and have to sleep during the day. I don't want to have to drink human blood." She turned to her brother and said coldly, "You should have let me die."
Angel looked down at the floor, "Maybe I should have. But it all happened so fast, Buffy came in and I turned away, and Spike moved too quickly."
Zoey slumped against one of the walls, still crying, "The Council will never accept me like this.I'll never be able to continue my studies. Oh, god, I want to be human again!"
Angel looked down again and whispered, "I know.I know. It's hard, but, Zo- we're family, we'll get through it."
***
"Angel, how did it happen? In the beginning?" Wesley asked the vampire sitting across from him.
"You want the full story? Wes." Angel said, tapping a rhythm on his tea cup.
"Yes, I want the full story. I want to know what really happened."
"Well," Angel started, putting down the cup, "You know that Spike and Drusilla kidnapped Zoey and took her to the factory where they had tortured he-."
Wesley had a pained expression on his face, "Oh, I know what that's like." He said, remembering the time Faith decided to visit L.A.
Angel didn't respond to the comment, "Well."
***
"Oh, look, it's the man of the hour. We were wondering when you were going to get here." Spike said playfully. Angel stared coldly at him.
"Let her go." Angel growled, taking a step toward his sister.
"Oh, she's all yours, you can take her now, if you like." Spike explained to him, "But I do have to warn you. The girl'll be dead in a few minutes. You won't have time to take her to a hospital or to that witch friend of yours."
Angel ran to Zoey's aide. Quickly untying the ropes and gag, he tried to shake her awake again. "Common Zoey. Wake up-you have to wake up now. Common."
Drusilla walked over to Angel and purred, "Angel, the moon and the stars say that you deserve every little bit of this for betraying us like you did."
"Go away Drusilla." Angel said sharply, not bothering to turn his head to look at her.
"If I were you, I'd drink the rest of her-put her out of misery. You were going to do that 200 years ago anyway." Spike said, walking over to Drusilla and putting his arms around her.
Angel ignored Spike's advice, "Common, Zoey, wake up. Please, just wake up. Common, just wake up." It had become like a chant that he repeated over and over, trying to shake his sister awake.
Finally, the girl moaned and opened her eyes slowly, "Angel?" She asked.
"Yeah, it's Angel." Her brother said happily, "We have to get out of here now-"
"Angel? I can't see you." She said, staring at him with unfocused eyes. "I think I'm.Angel, please don't let me die. Please, Angel, I don't want to die, don't let me die." She pleaded before her eyes closed again and she went back into unconsciousness.
"Look Dru!" Spike said exuberantly, "Angel's poor little baby sister is gonna die, and he didn't even get to know her. Aww, a touching moment, really. Maybe that'll teach the old coot not to mess with us!"
Angel thought about ripping Spike's throat out, but realized that that would only take up more time. He looked frantically around the room for something-anything that would help him. Sadly, he looked back at his broken sister and took a deep breath. Then, vamping, Angel bit into the flesh of his own wrist. He opened Zoey's mouth and shoved his bloodied arm into it.
"What's he doing?" Spike said frantically to no one in particular.
When he was done, Angel removed his wrist, which was already beginning to heal. He heard Zoey moan in displeasure again as she slumped forward in the chair.
Spike mused with what had just happened, "Turning her into one of us? Angel, I didn't know you had it in you. Maybe you do have-"
Angel spun around and grabbed Spike by the neck before he knew what was happening. "Listen here, Spike." Angel growled. "If this works, and she rises again, you will never, ever tell her that I did it to her."
"Wonderful." Spike said almost cruelly, "What am I sup-"
"Tell her that you made her. Don't even bring me into the picture. You hear me?" Angel said, squeezing his granchilde's neck.
"And what if I don't feel like-"
"Oh, believe me, Spike, you will. If you say anything, I'll come after both you and Dru, here. Plus, I think this might shut you up." Angel reached into his pocket and pulled out a green and white swirled talisman on a gold chain. "I was going to have one of Buffy's friend's run it through to see how valuable it is, but I think it'll do a better job of shutting you up."
"Ohh, Spike, look at it, it's so pretty." Drusilla swooned, swaying from side to side where she was standing.
Spike snatched up the talisman with one hand, "Fine. Have it your way, Poof. But I'm only doing this for Dru's safety."
***