*Told you I'd write more, It'll get better I promise
* Five seconds into this chapter you'll realize that I didn't pick up where I left off. That's just the only way I can juggle all these characters, sorry if this annoys you.
Connor sat on the warehouse floor, his legs crossed, his breathing deep and even. His hair was longer, but matted from life on the street. His clothing was tattered and dirty, but his senses were as sharp as ever, and he knew the second the drunken woman stumbled into the abandoned building where he was currently staying.
"What do you want?" He asked Justine as she stumbled near him.
"The brunette looked up at him, tears running down her face, her breath reeked of alcohol. "I'm sorry." Connor tried o walk past her but she grabbed his arm. "I killed him."
He faced her, "Who?" He asked feigning disinterest.
"Daniel." she whispered, "He made me."
At fist Connor didn't realize what she was talking about. His eyes widened with realization as he figured out what she was saying. "No! A vampire killed my father I saw the wounds. You saw it." He said, his even monotone breaking. He was now clutching her arm.
"No, he wasn't, I killed him and made it look like a vampire attack." Seeing the anger flare in the young mans eyes she pleaded. "He made me, He said that it was the only way to." She trailed off in a drunken haze.
"Only way to what!" He shouted, grabbing her by the shoulders and shaking her.
"Only way to make you kill Angelus." Justine leaned over and vomited on the cement floor. But Connor wasn't there to see it he ran out of the warehouse with all of his near-vampire speed.
*Just wrapping up Joss' loose ends.
* Five seconds into this chapter you'll realize that I didn't pick up where I left off. That's just the only way I can juggle all these characters, sorry if this annoys you.
Connor sat on the warehouse floor, his legs crossed, his breathing deep and even. His hair was longer, but matted from life on the street. His clothing was tattered and dirty, but his senses were as sharp as ever, and he knew the second the drunken woman stumbled into the abandoned building where he was currently staying.
"What do you want?" He asked Justine as she stumbled near him.
"The brunette looked up at him, tears running down her face, her breath reeked of alcohol. "I'm sorry." Connor tried o walk past her but she grabbed his arm. "I killed him."
He faced her, "Who?" He asked feigning disinterest.
"Daniel." she whispered, "He made me."
At fist Connor didn't realize what she was talking about. His eyes widened with realization as he figured out what she was saying. "No! A vampire killed my father I saw the wounds. You saw it." He said, his even monotone breaking. He was now clutching her arm.
"No, he wasn't, I killed him and made it look like a vampire attack." Seeing the anger flare in the young mans eyes she pleaded. "He made me, He said that it was the only way to." She trailed off in a drunken haze.
"Only way to what!" He shouted, grabbing her by the shoulders and shaking her.
"Only way to make you kill Angelus." Justine leaned over and vomited on the cement floor. But Connor wasn't there to see it he ran out of the warehouse with all of his near-vampire speed.
*Just wrapping up Joss' loose ends.