"Lorne, so how are you, buddy?" Angel beat around the bush. "Are you
feeling okay?"
"No." Lorne said, not looking up. "Not about feeling any better," he clarified. "But about reading Koren again. I'm sorry, but I don't think I could deal with anymore of what I saw and even if I could, what makes you think that Wolfram and Hart would leave me alone this time? You know just as well as I do, that they'll come back with that thing and they might not leave me alive this time."
"But."
"No buts, Angel. I can't do it. I don't want to have that thing burrowing around in my head anymore. They've got what they wanted, lets not give them more." Lorne said, rubbing his bandaged head tenderly.
"Alright. But that information was important. If you'll just read her one more time, we could figure out who she is and what Wolfram and Hart want from her."
"Angel, you're not listening."
"I am listening." Angel answered, cocking his head to one side.
"You are? Not to me." Lorne said, seeing Angel's disturbed face.
"I'll be back." Angel walked out of the room, following the sounds of the intruder. He walked down several halls and past the room that used to be Koren's. Suddenly he heard the sound from inside her room. He opened the door and saw a flash of color as the person attempted to hide. Just as it ran by him, Angel grabbed the guy and shoved him against the wall.
"Ow." The person said.
"I'm sorry." Angel whispered, feeling stupid as he put his son down. "Connor, you know that our doors are always open. You don't have to sneak around."
"Koren wanted some of her things." Connor replied, emotionless as he continued to place things in boxes.
"Oh..." Angel whispered. "Well, make sure you take her slippers. Her feet get cold."
"I know." Connor answered, taking them and going to the dark window. "She's always stealing the covers.
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"I'm not sure if I understand. You want me, a seasoned warrior of 400 years to make friends with a little girl? An infant almost." Rhiannon repeated again to make sure she had heard Lilah correctly.
"Exactly. You've put it into better terms than I had." Lilah answered, cocky.
"I don't believe it. When this is all over and done with, don't expect my people to be your allies anymore. Have a warrior Princess of evil like myself make friends with my younger sister. My toddler sister at that. The little princess of peace!"
"But not of Peace, Rhiannon. That would be your other sister, Mannaline. You forget that Koren is the balance."
"How could I forget? My little sister, the balance of the universe. The lost of her would mean that neither good nor evil could ever win the war. Sway her to good and good wins in the end. Sway her to evil, though and evil wins the war and all hell breaks loose on Earth and all of its dimensions. Isn't that wonderful?" Rhiannon sighed in delight. "To have all the demons free and loose would be so beautiful. No longer will my father have to hide in fear. Fear that Mannaline and her followers would destroy him. No more fear, no more Mannaline and best of all, no more Koren."
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"I think I'm a homey person because this place is feeling less scary and a lot more lived in." Koren said as she moved her things around and redecorated the interior 'design' of the warehouse room. "Connor?"
"Yeah?" He answered, walking in as he pulled a muscle shirt over his tanned, muscular body, hair-dripping wet from his shower.
"Why aren't there any pictures of Angel? He gave me some." Connor took a second and shrugged.
"I didn't see any." He answered.
"Oh." She bent over, spreading a scarf on the coffee table as a tablecloth, showing a bit of cleavage from her low cut shirt. Connor watched her, his eyes on her chest. "I know this place looks great and I feel more comfortable, but I feel like there's something missing. I'm not sure what it is." She said, sitting down on the bed. Connor took another moment of thought before picking up an axe.
"How does this feel?" He asked, placing it in her hand.
"Umm...woodsy?" She answered, bewildered.
"Maybe you used to fight and you miss it." He said, answering her confusion. "Maybe I can take you fighting again. You did well against the ninjas. I can take you out training. Think about it, okay?" He walked away as she yelled after him,
"But what do I wear?"
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"I've found something on Koren, or at least someone named Koren." Fred said, pointing at the computer screen. "I've seen this same exact thing on several others of the reliable web pages. There is another dimension called Shiredell where a Queen rules the land. Her people are the legendary Faeries of the Universe, the most powerful beings in the universe. More powerful than the Powers That Be. To her first husband, the evil demon Ketenes, she bore a daughter, Rhiannon Aethelreda. Soon later, Ketenes fled, knowing that Queen Teradyne would have him killed for being a demon. Teradyne remarried an Angel of Goodness, Gabriel, and with him, she bore another daughter, Mannaline. Then there was this whole deal between Mannaline and Rhiannon because they were both sworn to protect their fathers' honors. Rhiannon was for evil and the darkness, whereas Mannaline was striving for good and light. Teradyne knew of this and decided the best thing she could do was have another child 400 years after the birth of Rhiannon, 383 after Mannaline's birth. The most powerful child of all..." Fred explained.
"A child named Koren, daughter of a powerful sorcerer and faerie, Sir Langdon. And that child will act as the balance between good and evil." Gunn interrupted, reading from his book.
"And if she is swayed to good, all that is good will conquer and evil will perish..." Lorne said.
"And if she is swayed to evil, then evil will rule the Earth." Cordelia finished.
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Sorry for the short chapter, but this seemed to be a good place to stop. A bit of a cliffhanger for those who are reading this story. (Not really...just wanted to give people time to digest the story before I got into the really good stuff...I may have to up my rating for the love scene coming soon.) BTW, this is my first ever Angel fan fiction so please tell me if it was good. Tell me what I could do to make it better. And flame away. I never seem to get those. I find them so interesting, but I never get any flames... such a pity. Oh well...
"No." Lorne said, not looking up. "Not about feeling any better," he clarified. "But about reading Koren again. I'm sorry, but I don't think I could deal with anymore of what I saw and even if I could, what makes you think that Wolfram and Hart would leave me alone this time? You know just as well as I do, that they'll come back with that thing and they might not leave me alive this time."
"But."
"No buts, Angel. I can't do it. I don't want to have that thing burrowing around in my head anymore. They've got what they wanted, lets not give them more." Lorne said, rubbing his bandaged head tenderly.
"Alright. But that information was important. If you'll just read her one more time, we could figure out who she is and what Wolfram and Hart want from her."
"Angel, you're not listening."
"I am listening." Angel answered, cocking his head to one side.
"You are? Not to me." Lorne said, seeing Angel's disturbed face.
"I'll be back." Angel walked out of the room, following the sounds of the intruder. He walked down several halls and past the room that used to be Koren's. Suddenly he heard the sound from inside her room. He opened the door and saw a flash of color as the person attempted to hide. Just as it ran by him, Angel grabbed the guy and shoved him against the wall.
"Ow." The person said.
"I'm sorry." Angel whispered, feeling stupid as he put his son down. "Connor, you know that our doors are always open. You don't have to sneak around."
"Koren wanted some of her things." Connor replied, emotionless as he continued to place things in boxes.
"Oh..." Angel whispered. "Well, make sure you take her slippers. Her feet get cold."
"I know." Connor answered, taking them and going to the dark window. "She's always stealing the covers.
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"I'm not sure if I understand. You want me, a seasoned warrior of 400 years to make friends with a little girl? An infant almost." Rhiannon repeated again to make sure she had heard Lilah correctly.
"Exactly. You've put it into better terms than I had." Lilah answered, cocky.
"I don't believe it. When this is all over and done with, don't expect my people to be your allies anymore. Have a warrior Princess of evil like myself make friends with my younger sister. My toddler sister at that. The little princess of peace!"
"But not of Peace, Rhiannon. That would be your other sister, Mannaline. You forget that Koren is the balance."
"How could I forget? My little sister, the balance of the universe. The lost of her would mean that neither good nor evil could ever win the war. Sway her to good and good wins in the end. Sway her to evil, though and evil wins the war and all hell breaks loose on Earth and all of its dimensions. Isn't that wonderful?" Rhiannon sighed in delight. "To have all the demons free and loose would be so beautiful. No longer will my father have to hide in fear. Fear that Mannaline and her followers would destroy him. No more fear, no more Mannaline and best of all, no more Koren."
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"I think I'm a homey person because this place is feeling less scary and a lot more lived in." Koren said as she moved her things around and redecorated the interior 'design' of the warehouse room. "Connor?"
"Yeah?" He answered, walking in as he pulled a muscle shirt over his tanned, muscular body, hair-dripping wet from his shower.
"Why aren't there any pictures of Angel? He gave me some." Connor took a second and shrugged.
"I didn't see any." He answered.
"Oh." She bent over, spreading a scarf on the coffee table as a tablecloth, showing a bit of cleavage from her low cut shirt. Connor watched her, his eyes on her chest. "I know this place looks great and I feel more comfortable, but I feel like there's something missing. I'm not sure what it is." She said, sitting down on the bed. Connor took another moment of thought before picking up an axe.
"How does this feel?" He asked, placing it in her hand.
"Umm...woodsy?" She answered, bewildered.
"Maybe you used to fight and you miss it." He said, answering her confusion. "Maybe I can take you fighting again. You did well against the ninjas. I can take you out training. Think about it, okay?" He walked away as she yelled after him,
"But what do I wear?"
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"I've found something on Koren, or at least someone named Koren." Fred said, pointing at the computer screen. "I've seen this same exact thing on several others of the reliable web pages. There is another dimension called Shiredell where a Queen rules the land. Her people are the legendary Faeries of the Universe, the most powerful beings in the universe. More powerful than the Powers That Be. To her first husband, the evil demon Ketenes, she bore a daughter, Rhiannon Aethelreda. Soon later, Ketenes fled, knowing that Queen Teradyne would have him killed for being a demon. Teradyne remarried an Angel of Goodness, Gabriel, and with him, she bore another daughter, Mannaline. Then there was this whole deal between Mannaline and Rhiannon because they were both sworn to protect their fathers' honors. Rhiannon was for evil and the darkness, whereas Mannaline was striving for good and light. Teradyne knew of this and decided the best thing she could do was have another child 400 years after the birth of Rhiannon, 383 after Mannaline's birth. The most powerful child of all..." Fred explained.
"A child named Koren, daughter of a powerful sorcerer and faerie, Sir Langdon. And that child will act as the balance between good and evil." Gunn interrupted, reading from his book.
"And if she is swayed to good, all that is good will conquer and evil will perish..." Lorne said.
"And if she is swayed to evil, then evil will rule the Earth." Cordelia finished.
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Sorry for the short chapter, but this seemed to be a good place to stop. A bit of a cliffhanger for those who are reading this story. (Not really...just wanted to give people time to digest the story before I got into the really good stuff...I may have to up my rating for the love scene coming soon.) BTW, this is my first ever Angel fan fiction so please tell me if it was good. Tell me what I could do to make it better. And flame away. I never seem to get those. I find them so interesting, but I never get any flames... such a pity. Oh well...