bTitle/b: Aftermath
bAuthor/b: Jules
bE-mail/b: angel_cordy@hotmail.com
bRating/b: PG-15 maybe sometimes higher.
bClassification/b: Angel/Cordelia (romance, friendship, little-angst)
bDisclaimer/b: Obviously, I don't own any of the characters, no matter how much I WISH I did. They belong to the idiot Joss and the WB. Any other characters, I created.
bSummery/b: Cordelia is kidnapped by Darla and Drusilla, and tortured for a week, then turned. All a result of Angel's obsession with Darla, read on to see the aftermath.
bStatus/b: Uncompleted
Aftermath
By Jules
Prologue
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IAuthor's note: Ok, I'm trying a different style here, which I've never done before. Well, for the prologue at least. But then I'm going to go back to my normal style.
I really hope you'll like the idea.
It came to me yesterday, out of the blue, after hearing that Angel had fired everyone. I started to think about Cordelia, and what the hell would happen to her . . . and this is where it went. Especially after last night's dreams . . . man they were weird, but I just loved what had come to me, so I had to write it down. Tell me what ya think once you read it! /I
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b~* Cordelia *~/b
He fired me . . . he said we were all fired.
I stand there in shock, "You can't fire me!" It is the only protest I can get out.
"Yeah, well I just did." His tone is so cold, so uncaring . . . what happened to my Angel?
My eyes well up with tears, I grab my bag, the petty cash I kept here, then ran out before the tears made themselves known. No one could see me cry. I couldn't let them. I was Cordelia Chase. I didn't cry . . . but my best friend in the whole world just fired me . . . . The man I Iloved/I just fired me from the only job I'd ever been good at.
How could he fire me? I was his seer, his link to The Powers That Be. What was I going to do about the visions? It wasn't like I could turn them off. What about all those people who needed us? What were they to do?
For the first time in over a year, I didn't know what to do with myself. I was lost once more in a city that ate starving actresses like me for lunch everyday . . . I was all alone again. I had no one.
b~* Wesley *~/b
I stood looking at my boss in shock. What had Darla done to him? The obsession.
Gunn left after a few tense moments, but I stayed. Arms crossed, refusing to move. Not speaking, but knowing my presence was known by the vampire standing before me.
b** 10 minutes later **/b
"WHAT?!" Angel finally demanded.
"What the hell is wrong with you? I hope you understand you just left her without a job. I can find another job, no problem. But what is Cordelia going to do? Did you think about that? First of all, she's your link to the PTB. How do you expect her to get a job."
Angel didn't say anything. So I continued, "As a result of being your link, incase you have forgotten, she gets horrendously painful visions. Do you think anyone will hire a 19-year-old female with no experience, whom undergoes unexplainable bouts of mind numbing pain, which could occur at any giving moment? And do not forget, she was hospitalized for a psychotic episode about six months ago."
There was still no response. I was disgusted at the man.
"You make me sick Angel. You are worse than Angelus."
And with that, I left. Hoping sincerely to never see the vampire again.
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Please, I still want replies, but because of the `incident', I'm going to stop asking for six of them. Oh, well, anyway, PLEASE, I BEG of you, tell me what ya think! Good or bad, I live for feedback.
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bAuthor/b: Jules
bE-mail/b: angel_cordy@hotmail.com
bRating/b: PG-15 maybe sometimes higher.
bClassification/b: Angel/Cordelia (romance, friendship, little-angst)
bDisclaimer/b: Obviously, I don't own any of the characters, no matter how much I WISH I did. They belong to the idiot Joss and the WB. Any other characters, I created.
bSummery/b: Cordelia is kidnapped by Darla and Drusilla, and tortured for a week, then turned. All a result of Angel's obsession with Darla, read on to see the aftermath.
bStatus/b: Uncompleted
Aftermath
By Jules
Prologue
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~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
IAuthor's note: Ok, I'm trying a different style here, which I've never done before. Well, for the prologue at least. But then I'm going to go back to my normal style.
I really hope you'll like the idea.
It came to me yesterday, out of the blue, after hearing that Angel had fired everyone. I started to think about Cordelia, and what the hell would happen to her . . . and this is where it went. Especially after last night's dreams . . . man they were weird, but I just loved what had come to me, so I had to write it down. Tell me what ya think once you read it! /I
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b~* Cordelia *~/b
He fired me . . . he said we were all fired.
I stand there in shock, "You can't fire me!" It is the only protest I can get out.
"Yeah, well I just did." His tone is so cold, so uncaring . . . what happened to my Angel?
My eyes well up with tears, I grab my bag, the petty cash I kept here, then ran out before the tears made themselves known. No one could see me cry. I couldn't let them. I was Cordelia Chase. I didn't cry . . . but my best friend in the whole world just fired me . . . . The man I Iloved/I just fired me from the only job I'd ever been good at.
How could he fire me? I was his seer, his link to The Powers That Be. What was I going to do about the visions? It wasn't like I could turn them off. What about all those people who needed us? What were they to do?
For the first time in over a year, I didn't know what to do with myself. I was lost once more in a city that ate starving actresses like me for lunch everyday . . . I was all alone again. I had no one.
b~* Wesley *~/b
I stood looking at my boss in shock. What had Darla done to him? The obsession.
Gunn left after a few tense moments, but I stayed. Arms crossed, refusing to move. Not speaking, but knowing my presence was known by the vampire standing before me.
b** 10 minutes later **/b
"WHAT?!" Angel finally demanded.
"What the hell is wrong with you? I hope you understand you just left her without a job. I can find another job, no problem. But what is Cordelia going to do? Did you think about that? First of all, she's your link to the PTB. How do you expect her to get a job."
Angel didn't say anything. So I continued, "As a result of being your link, incase you have forgotten, she gets horrendously painful visions. Do you think anyone will hire a 19-year-old female with no experience, whom undergoes unexplainable bouts of mind numbing pain, which could occur at any giving moment? And do not forget, she was hospitalized for a psychotic episode about six months ago."
There was still no response. I was disgusted at the man.
"You make me sick Angel. You are worse than Angelus."
And with that, I left. Hoping sincerely to never see the vampire again.
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Please, I still want replies, but because of the `incident', I'm going to stop asking for six of them. Oh, well, anyway, PLEASE, I BEG of you, tell me what ya think! Good or bad, I live for feedback.
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