Goodbye Cordelia
By WillowWood
Chapter 2
"Angelus Has Returned"
As I started to awake, slowly pulling apart my eyelids and breaking the line of
sleep that had undoubtedly formed there, I rolled over stretching out my arm to
find the space next to me vacant. This immediately registered in my clouded
brain as unusual, and I snapped my eyes open, glancing around the dimly lit room
frantically, to find that Angel was nowhere to be seen. I swiveled around to
glance at the luminous time that flashed next to me, and I realized that it was
almost seven am in the morning. Dawn had risen a couple of hours ago, and it was
unusual for Angel to be up and about this early in the day.
I rubbed my eyes of the last traces of sleep and yawned drowsily as I climbed
out of bed and slipped on my robe. Making my way towards the door, I pulled it
open and was immediately blinded by the bright glow of the corridor lighting. I
squeezed my eyes shut tightly to block out the unnerving light and was suddenly
hit by a terrifying and mind splitting wave of pain, as a reel of images
appeared at the back of my eyelids.
I quickly grabbed ahold of the door frame to prevent myself from falling.
Comprehension of what I was seeing took over. It was a beautiful starry night. A
figure was leaning over a bloodied body. In the distance Angel stood watching
with a small teasing smirk forming at the edge of his lips. I couldn't help but
notice that he wore a partially open, deep silk purple shirt, tucked in to the
ever so familiar leather pants. They were unmistakable from somewhere but I just
couldn't quite remember where. Another wave of pain shot through me as the show
continued. Then as though watching a movie, the image slowly floated towards the
figure that was still cowered over the bloodied body. As if in slow motion the
figure straightened up and turned to face Angel.
The red hair suddenly became visible. And I knew in an instant who it was, but
what I didn't expect was the deep river of blood that ran from her lips, lips
that were curled up in to a ravenous snarl. The deep crimson blood blended in
with her hair in an unnerving sort of way and slowly dripped down on to the
white bodice that she wore.
"Baby" I cried as the flashing of various colours slowly, but not entirely faded
from behind my aching eyelids. After a while the waves of intense pain slowly
resided leaving an ever so soft tingling pain that made my head feel as though
it were about to explode. Slowly letting go of the doorframe, I turned around
and headed towards the adjoining bathroom. Opening the cabinet I searched for my
bottle of Advil, and slipped two into my mouth as the images I had just seen
played at the back of my mind. What I found strange though was that during
previous visions I usually felt some sort of pain or emotion but this time apart
from the throbbing of my temples I didn't feel a thing. The scene that I had
seen before me was completely void of all emotions.
I sat on the toilet seat for a moment, waiting for the pain to ease ever so
slightly before heading back out into the corridor. After a while the concern
that I had previously been feeling for Angel re-emerged in my mind and,
gradually pushing up to my feet I walked back out into the blinding light.
Heading in the direction of the lobby, I rubbed my temples slightly, desperately
trying to make sense of the images I had just previewed and encouraging the pain
to dissipate. Near the staircase, something suddenly caught my eye. As I rounded
the corner it was revealed to be Angel sprawled out on the floor, I immediately
dropped onto my knees besides him, all of the pain I was feeling previously
disappearing from my mind.
His face was scrunched up as though he were dreaming. Or that in his waking time
he were in intense pain before he had drifted into unconsciousness. In his hand
he held a scrunched up piece of paper that I immediately recognized as the
drawing of Connor he had been working on earlier that day.
Suddenly my mind became blank, and slowly my subconscious sunk into a severe
case of panic. I had no idea what to do to help him. With a human everything
would have been much simpler, checking for a pulse and then phoning the
paramedics. But with a vampire none of that would work and so instead I just
began calling out to him, trying to make some kind of connection or at least get
a response. Luckily I had been around demons and vampires long enough to realize
that as long as he wasn't dust he was still alive, somewhere.
"Angel, Angel, wake up. Please wake up," I cried out not caring if I woke Wesley
or Drusilla. Unconsciously the tears began to flow down my cheeks, falling
quicker and quicker with each syllable I spoke. A few stray tears dripped on to
his cheek, and his eyes flickered open before closing again quickly, scrunching
together as though the light was too much to bear. I called out to him again.
"Angel?" But he still didn't respond.
Then, quicker than I had ever seen a living or unliving thing move, Angel jumped
up off of the floor and grabbed a hold of the hair at the back of my head,
pulling it back to expose my neck. I remember feeling the rush of my blood as it
flowed through my veins. I watched as his angelic face morphed in to that of the
creature that resided deep down inside him, the thing I had grown to detest. But
in my shock, I continued to kneel defenselessly. As he bent down to my level and
sunk two perfectly white fangs into the side of my neck, draining me of my
blood, I could feel traces of it sliding coldly, down the side of my neck to
stain the pearl coloured robe that I wore.
Lifelessly, my body slumped to the floor. I could feel my heart beat slowly
decreasing and my breathing slowly coming to a halt. I suddenly realized that
this was the end. But with my last slice of consciousness I suddenly figured out
why the leather pants of my vision had seemed so familiar to me.
Angelus has returned.
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Author's Note
Thank you ever so much for
adding this to the other Babyverse crew stories, I am really honoured to have my
fanfic surrounded by such brilliant stories. I have really enjoyed reading every
single review I have recieved so far, and hopefully will have some to add with
this new installment.
This story is all down to you lot, so if it isn't any good it's all your fault.
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