Title: Demons, Vampires and Freaks
Author: Eva
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: The characters of Angel don't belong to me. Joss Whedon owns
them (lucky guy)
Distribution: anyone, anywhere just ask
Feedback: all is welcome
Note: don't be too harsh, my first angel fic!!!!!!
Chapter Three Truth
I whirl around, just in time to punch away the guy, on second thought, thing, that lunged at me. I glanced and saw there were several other of these things, all with nice, sharp, gleaming fangs. They were standing around a hooded thing, or maybe it was a person. Same difference, I thought to myself.
Anyway, it unhooded itself and I was then looking at the pale face of the female-thing that spoke to me moments ago.
"Who says lovely in this day and age," I asked it.
"Oh but my sweet, I do not come from this day and age," said the thing, "I am only a mere spectator of a vampire who knows a good turn when she sees one."
Ahhhhh, so that's what they call themselves, vampires. Doesn't matter anyways, they'll all be unconscious soon. What's a turn anyway, sounds like a sick, lesbian, orgy thing
While I was busy being occupied with my thoughts, some of the vampires managed to get behind me. I heard a growl and then I was held, struggling, but it was not long before I gave two of the vampires in the front of me a good wack.
"Aren't you worried 'bout your friends?" I ask the vampiress
"I am Lacey, and I have no friends, but I would be yours," answered my newest best friend Lacey, the vampire.
"Thanks, but no thanks, I already have enough friends."
"You can never have enough, what will happen if we started eating them, we could have a feast."
"That's nice but I think whoever put you back together lost some of the pieces," trust manticore to give me the idea, maybe this is my mission, my purpose, to eat people.......nah
"What is your name sweet one, I can smell your blood from over here, all full of sugary-goodness?"
"I am Eva and if you think about doing what I think your going to think about doing, then I'm gonna have to come over there and kick your sad, old and wrinkly, vampire - ass!"
One of the vampires took a step forward, a big step forward, "we have a feisty one here Lacey, what do say, can I shut her up?"
Out of the shadows, just beyond the reach of the dim street lamp light, came a growl.
On that note.. I broke free and started punching that damned vampire that touched me, having regained consciousness and probably having a mother of a head ache tomorrow, he didn't appreciate it.
After I finished I turned around and all I could see was clouds of dust.
"Where did they go, I thought Mac'as were closed... Maybe they went to the playground??" I turned around again to kick the bastard that touched me and I was knocked over..by something hard that was on top of me.
"Have you people no respect???" I asked of the big, heavy person (maybe vampire, you can't really tell these days) on top of me.
"I mean, I just came from work, which is a miracle in itself that I survived, and now, after being attacked by freaks who seem to be stuck on the idea that it's Halloween, and then some weirdo jumps me!"
Due to the shadows, I couldn't see its face, but what I could see was a little, pointy stick. OMG, what the hell is that supposed to be?
"It's a stake, and your worst nightmare," answered the voice of the guy on top of me.
Wait a minute, the weirdo is a guy, 'bout my age too. Did I say that out loud?
"What are you going to do, poke me with it??? I'm no super hero, but I'm not going to get nightmares over a stick."
"You will when I stake you through the heart"
"Okay....that would hurt, and this may seem a stupid question but, why??"
"Because you are a demon, demons should be hunted and slain," came my answer.
Okay, I can take being called a freak, maybe even a monster, but a demon???
I decided to use some of the moves manticorp taught me, hey if you got it, flaunt it I rolled and did that sweet, flippy thing I do so well and landed on his stomach. Our positions were switched; the table was turned as they say.
"Now why don't you tell me who you are, where the hell you same from," I said to the cute guy I was sitting on, "Oh, and for the record, I'm not a demon or a vampire, just your plain average freak."
The nameless guy sat up and I slid off his stomach, down to his lap, I'm sitting on this guy's lap!! So much for not getting any
"I am Connor-Steven," he answered me
"Well, I prefer just Connor. Do you need a place to stay?" I ask Connor. I'm asking him home, what the hell is wrong with me, apart from the obvious. And I thought those vampires were whack
"Yes, I also need nourishment"
"Okay then, let's go," I replied, with a perky tone.
"You need to get off me first," said an amused Connor.
"Yea, that. Do you think you could help me? I think my legs have gone into submission."
Connor helped me off his lap and then I offered my hand to help him up. He took my hand and as we started walking towards my apartment, he didn't let go.
Chapter Three Truth
I whirl around, just in time to punch away the guy, on second thought, thing, that lunged at me. I glanced and saw there were several other of these things, all with nice, sharp, gleaming fangs. They were standing around a hooded thing, or maybe it was a person. Same difference, I thought to myself.
Anyway, it unhooded itself and I was then looking at the pale face of the female-thing that spoke to me moments ago.
"Who says lovely in this day and age," I asked it.
"Oh but my sweet, I do not come from this day and age," said the thing, "I am only a mere spectator of a vampire who knows a good turn when she sees one."
Ahhhhh, so that's what they call themselves, vampires. Doesn't matter anyways, they'll all be unconscious soon. What's a turn anyway, sounds like a sick, lesbian, orgy thing
While I was busy being occupied with my thoughts, some of the vampires managed to get behind me. I heard a growl and then I was held, struggling, but it was not long before I gave two of the vampires in the front of me a good wack.
"Aren't you worried 'bout your friends?" I ask the vampiress
"I am Lacey, and I have no friends, but I would be yours," answered my newest best friend Lacey, the vampire.
"Thanks, but no thanks, I already have enough friends."
"You can never have enough, what will happen if we started eating them, we could have a feast."
"That's nice but I think whoever put you back together lost some of the pieces," trust manticore to give me the idea, maybe this is my mission, my purpose, to eat people.......nah
"What is your name sweet one, I can smell your blood from over here, all full of sugary-goodness?"
"I am Eva and if you think about doing what I think your going to think about doing, then I'm gonna have to come over there and kick your sad, old and wrinkly, vampire - ass!"
One of the vampires took a step forward, a big step forward, "we have a feisty one here Lacey, what do say, can I shut her up?"
Out of the shadows, just beyond the reach of the dim street lamp light, came a growl.
On that note.. I broke free and started punching that damned vampire that touched me, having regained consciousness and probably having a mother of a head ache tomorrow, he didn't appreciate it.
After I finished I turned around and all I could see was clouds of dust.
"Where did they go, I thought Mac'as were closed... Maybe they went to the playground??" I turned around again to kick the bastard that touched me and I was knocked over..by something hard that was on top of me.
"Have you people no respect???" I asked of the big, heavy person (maybe vampire, you can't really tell these days) on top of me.
"I mean, I just came from work, which is a miracle in itself that I survived, and now, after being attacked by freaks who seem to be stuck on the idea that it's Halloween, and then some weirdo jumps me!"
Due to the shadows, I couldn't see its face, but what I could see was a little, pointy stick. OMG, what the hell is that supposed to be?
"It's a stake, and your worst nightmare," answered the voice of the guy on top of me.
Wait a minute, the weirdo is a guy, 'bout my age too. Did I say that out loud?
"What are you going to do, poke me with it??? I'm no super hero, but I'm not going to get nightmares over a stick."
"You will when I stake you through the heart"
"Okay....that would hurt, and this may seem a stupid question but, why??"
"Because you are a demon, demons should be hunted and slain," came my answer.
Okay, I can take being called a freak, maybe even a monster, but a demon???
I decided to use some of the moves manticorp taught me, hey if you got it, flaunt it I rolled and did that sweet, flippy thing I do so well and landed on his stomach. Our positions were switched; the table was turned as they say.
"Now why don't you tell me who you are, where the hell you same from," I said to the cute guy I was sitting on, "Oh, and for the record, I'm not a demon or a vampire, just your plain average freak."
The nameless guy sat up and I slid off his stomach, down to his lap, I'm sitting on this guy's lap!! So much for not getting any
"I am Connor-Steven," he answered me
"Well, I prefer just Connor. Do you need a place to stay?" I ask Connor. I'm asking him home, what the hell is wrong with me, apart from the obvious. And I thought those vampires were whack
"Yes, I also need nourishment"
"Okay then, let's go," I replied, with a perky tone.
"You need to get off me first," said an amused Connor.
"Yea, that. Do you think you could help me? I think my legs have gone into submission."
Connor helped me off his lap and then I offered my hand to help him up. He took my hand and as we started walking towards my apartment, he didn't let go.