She stood at the top of the stairs motionless. She didn't know what to
think. There stood Angelus, a vampire responsible for many deaths in her
family. He was in league with Dmitrij. The anger swarmed through her. It
was her ancestor who cursed him, and now he was still trying to kill
Belov's off. Connor was in league with them. She moved down the steps and
kept her distance. "So Angelus, we finally meet."
Angel became ridge and uneasy. "I don't go by that name anymore. Angel is who I am."
"You always tried to convince people of your innocence Angelus. Are you Angel before or after you decided to suck them dry?"
"Hey, he helped save you." The Woman with short brown hair and all the designer clothes put in.
"Save me? He spent plenty of time killing us one by one. Or did you not tell them Angelus that you are also responsible for my family's death?"
"What?" the woman said.
"It's true. I hunted with Dmitrij. I hunted your family. It was your family who cursed me to have a soul."
"It was my great-grandmother's grandmother. You didn't kill her, but Dmitrij did. After that, he took us down like cattle. He'd come in during the night and slaughter the entire household just to make sure every Belov was dead. But my clan escaped into the mountains. We lived like mountaineers to survive. They scraped together enough money to send the whole family over. They split, trying to confuse Dmitrij. Too bad it didn't work. Now they are all dead Angelus. You are partly responsible."
"That's true. There is no way I can ever repay you for the pain I've caused. I only want to help."
"I don't want it. For all I know you are responsible for my parents being slaughtered."
"That's not true." Interrupted Connor. "He's spent the last few hundred years saving people and protecting them. How can you think he'd do something like that?"
"Because I know who he is and what he does. I know what his kind does. They hunt and they kill. For pleasure."
"What about a child from two vampires?" Connor asked before he knew it was coming out of his mouth. "Will he be good or evil?"
"A child between vampires is impossible."
"Then why am I here?" Connor asked. She looked at him, "Oh Christ."
"Not really," muttered Angel.
She began to back up to the doors before anyone knew what she was going to attempt. Turning she headed to the doors and almost got out. A hand clamped around her wrist. Spinning around she kicked his legs out from under him. As his grip loosened, she pulled free before kicking him square in the chest. Connor fell backwards and hit the ground. The air was knocked out of him. She glanced once more before speaking.
"Next time I meet you, Angelus, I'll take you out like you did to my family." Quickly she slipped out of the door and into the night.
(As Connor watches her leave.)
Cordy holds out her hand and offers to help him up. Connor takes her hand as she pulls him upwards. Connor dusts off his jeans before looking at Angel.
"You should have told me."
"You didn't need to know. She would never have never had known."
"Just because you think she wouldn't have recognized someone who helped kill her family doesn't mean."
Before Connor could finish his thought, Cordy interrupted them. "Please Stop it both of you! Connor, you have to go out and find her!"
"Why? What's going on?"
"I had a vision Connor. You have to go and find her. Bring her back here."
"What did you see Cordy?" Connor asked as he gripped her arms. She avoided his eyes.
"Just bring her back before anything bad happens."
(Before either Angel or Cordy could say anything else, Connor was gone.)
She was tired, of everything, they lied all of them, trust me, he said. Why take the chance? She turned around the corner, she did not even notice that the sun was down, fueled with anger she made another turn. Why, why, why was that all she could think about?
"Look what we have here. You lost little one?"
She looked around and found herself in back alley. The building looks like they could fall down at any second. No one comes through here, she thought, she look up to the stranger's eyes. She already knew who sent them; Dmitrij crowding little worm could never do anything himself. "I afraid I was looking for the party. Damn this must be the wrong address, what a shame really." She nodded to the three guys; she could feel that they were vampires. Yet she was shocked, only three, it seemed that this was too easy.
"The party has just begun little one, but you have not met the guest of honor. This is a gift from Dmitrij." The vampire made a whistle.
She could hear the something or someone was coming closer. When the thing came into a light she inhaled quickly and let it back out again. Well I must be a monkey's uncle, she thought. There stood a Manticore, this creature had the body of a lion and a head resembling that of a human, except for its three rows of sharp teeth. Yet the tail however was long and scaled like a snake, the tail was deadly because of its poison darts.
"Are you crazy!?" No one can control them. The creature moved slowly forward, before she could take a step it attacked. It leaped like a cat after a mouse. She had no time to defend herself as its claws sank into her back. It caught her so oddly, it was literally curled over her head and down her back. She was knocked backwards and the impact stole her breath. The creature readjusted its weight before leaping back on top of her. It weighed three times as heavy. It was crushing her. Nick avoided looking into its eyes, because it could hypnotize people. Its large clawed foot nearly took off her head as it slammed into the ground. She rolled away, crap, crap and double crap. That thing was already coming towards her, oh shit.
However something happen that she did not accept. A shadow that came onto the creature's back, all she could see was the figure stabbing the creature and the beast was yelling in pain. (Now you are thinking who is it? Connor? Or someone else?) Then she heard the yelling of the vampires. She kicked the midsection of one and spun a high kick to the another one. She turn to the last one about to hit him full in the head, when the vampire turn into dust and the person standing behind the dust pile was.Connor.
"Connor?" then who was on the creatures back?
"Watch out!" Conner threw a stake to Nick who spun around and finished the two other vampires. Both Nick and Conner look to towards the creature. "We got to do something." mumbled Connor.
Before she could do anything, Connor rushed at the creature. Swearing at him, she hurried after him. She saw Connor trying to attack the animal while Angel was on top of it. She saw him being thrown off suddenly as the creature attacked Connor. She managed to find a rock big enough to toss over and hit the thing right in the middle of its forehead. It stopped its attack on Connor and turned on her. She knew that it smelled her sent. She stood there, like a warrior facing it's prey, before turning and running. She knew it would follow her, she was its target. Her boots hit the ground and she could hear its feet behind her, along with Connor swearing after her. She moved up and down the allies with ease before finding the harbor. She was racing down the pier when it caught up with her again.
It paced before her before attacking. She managed to get near the side of the pier. So when it lunged, all she had to do was move out of the way and the creature would take a swim. Unfortunately, her plans never work the way she wants them to. It managed to catch her side as it flew past her. She was spun around as its claws racked across her midsection. She was dropping to her knees as she heard it hit the water. She laid on her back watching the stars while she was trying to focus on healing. She knew the spell, from using it so much after her parents' deaths. She was reciting it as Connor and Angel caught up with her on the pier. He dropped to his knees and immediately tried to move her hands.
"God, how bad is it?" his hands were almost shaking as he tried to see under the blood soaked hands.
"They'll be gone if you give me time to finish what I was--- God that burns!" she was hit with pain as she finished the spell. The smell of burning flesh became apparent in the air. Connor pulled her hands away and pressed his hands to her midsection, trying to find the wound. He kept on wiping away blood. Under the blood was no sign of anything. There wasn't a trace.
"How'd you do that?"
"Trade secret." As he helped her to lean forward, the pain from the abrasions on her back hit her hard.
"Can you heal those?"
"I have to have enough power and focus. Of which I don't think I can do."
Angel stepped forward and scooped her up. "Then we'll take care of you. Even though of that you said earlier, you did save myself and Connor."
"How did you know where I was?"
"I followed your scent."
"Great," she muttered before swearing when Angel pressed on the back punctures. "Damnit what where you press. That hurts!"
"Of course it hurts, you took on a nearly full grown Manticore. Not to mention by your self."
"Well, gee dad thanks." Her voice was thick with sarcasm. "Bloody hell I said be careful!"
"Do you want me to stop the bleeding or not?"
"Fine," she was trying not to pout. She hadn't pouted since she was little. Angel carried her back to the hotel. Connor walked silently behind them. As they entered, the woman with short hair began to object. Angel, thankfully, shot her a look that could kill. He carried her to the room she woke up in before and placed her on the bed.
"Connor, the medical bag is in the bathroom. Do you think you can handle this?"
"Yes. I've done enough stitching to know what I'm doing."
"Stitches? Can't you just gauze it up?"
"No," smirked Angel. "Are you a little afraid of needles?"
"Anything that can puncture my skin." She noticed his face contort and knew she hit a raw nerve. She quickly stretched out her arm and gripped his hand with her's. "I'm sorry about the way I reacted before. If you understand where I'm coming from."
"Which I do." He kept her hand in his. "I understand I do. I think you just need some time to adjust to the shock." He let go of her hand and went to the door. "Nikkylia, I wont let him have you."
Nick was taking her shirt off when Connor enters the room.
"What the fu-!" She was pulling back her shirt. "What are you doing here?"
"Suppose give you stitches, why?"
"Well I just thought-"
"You thought it would be someone else?"
Afraid of answering, she just nodded her head.
"Angel said you were scared of needles." Connor eyebrow raised.
"No. Anything that can puncture my skin."
"You have to let me stitch you up." Connor took a step forward while Nick took a step back, but she only meet the wall.
"I can fix it. I just have to-"
"You are too tired. Stop acting like a two-year old." She needed to prove him wrong. So she sat on the bed and lifted up her shirt showing the puncture wounds across her back. She could hear Connor take a deep breath in, sit behind her and open the bag. She held her breath as he put the first few dabs of antiseptics on. She just took deep breaths as he moved the needle in and out of her skin. Then he covered the five rows of stitches with antibiotics before putting gauze over them. He quickly taped them down before telling her he was done. "Done. Here's a flannel for you. It'll help you to avoid lifting your arms up."
She quickly shrugged into it and began to button it up. She was nearing the last few buttons when she caught the look in Connor's eyes. "What's wrong?"
"This." Before she could say anything, he pulled her to him and his mouth was fastened onto hers.
Angel became ridge and uneasy. "I don't go by that name anymore. Angel is who I am."
"You always tried to convince people of your innocence Angelus. Are you Angel before or after you decided to suck them dry?"
"Hey, he helped save you." The Woman with short brown hair and all the designer clothes put in.
"Save me? He spent plenty of time killing us one by one. Or did you not tell them Angelus that you are also responsible for my family's death?"
"What?" the woman said.
"It's true. I hunted with Dmitrij. I hunted your family. It was your family who cursed me to have a soul."
"It was my great-grandmother's grandmother. You didn't kill her, but Dmitrij did. After that, he took us down like cattle. He'd come in during the night and slaughter the entire household just to make sure every Belov was dead. But my clan escaped into the mountains. We lived like mountaineers to survive. They scraped together enough money to send the whole family over. They split, trying to confuse Dmitrij. Too bad it didn't work. Now they are all dead Angelus. You are partly responsible."
"That's true. There is no way I can ever repay you for the pain I've caused. I only want to help."
"I don't want it. For all I know you are responsible for my parents being slaughtered."
"That's not true." Interrupted Connor. "He's spent the last few hundred years saving people and protecting them. How can you think he'd do something like that?"
"Because I know who he is and what he does. I know what his kind does. They hunt and they kill. For pleasure."
"What about a child from two vampires?" Connor asked before he knew it was coming out of his mouth. "Will he be good or evil?"
"A child between vampires is impossible."
"Then why am I here?" Connor asked. She looked at him, "Oh Christ."
"Not really," muttered Angel.
She began to back up to the doors before anyone knew what she was going to attempt. Turning she headed to the doors and almost got out. A hand clamped around her wrist. Spinning around she kicked his legs out from under him. As his grip loosened, she pulled free before kicking him square in the chest. Connor fell backwards and hit the ground. The air was knocked out of him. She glanced once more before speaking.
"Next time I meet you, Angelus, I'll take you out like you did to my family." Quickly she slipped out of the door and into the night.
(As Connor watches her leave.)
Cordy holds out her hand and offers to help him up. Connor takes her hand as she pulls him upwards. Connor dusts off his jeans before looking at Angel.
"You should have told me."
"You didn't need to know. She would never have never had known."
"Just because you think she wouldn't have recognized someone who helped kill her family doesn't mean."
Before Connor could finish his thought, Cordy interrupted them. "Please Stop it both of you! Connor, you have to go out and find her!"
"Why? What's going on?"
"I had a vision Connor. You have to go and find her. Bring her back here."
"What did you see Cordy?" Connor asked as he gripped her arms. She avoided his eyes.
"Just bring her back before anything bad happens."
(Before either Angel or Cordy could say anything else, Connor was gone.)
She was tired, of everything, they lied all of them, trust me, he said. Why take the chance? She turned around the corner, she did not even notice that the sun was down, fueled with anger she made another turn. Why, why, why was that all she could think about?
"Look what we have here. You lost little one?"
She looked around and found herself in back alley. The building looks like they could fall down at any second. No one comes through here, she thought, she look up to the stranger's eyes. She already knew who sent them; Dmitrij crowding little worm could never do anything himself. "I afraid I was looking for the party. Damn this must be the wrong address, what a shame really." She nodded to the three guys; she could feel that they were vampires. Yet she was shocked, only three, it seemed that this was too easy.
"The party has just begun little one, but you have not met the guest of honor. This is a gift from Dmitrij." The vampire made a whistle.
She could hear the something or someone was coming closer. When the thing came into a light she inhaled quickly and let it back out again. Well I must be a monkey's uncle, she thought. There stood a Manticore, this creature had the body of a lion and a head resembling that of a human, except for its three rows of sharp teeth. Yet the tail however was long and scaled like a snake, the tail was deadly because of its poison darts.
"Are you crazy!?" No one can control them. The creature moved slowly forward, before she could take a step it attacked. It leaped like a cat after a mouse. She had no time to defend herself as its claws sank into her back. It caught her so oddly, it was literally curled over her head and down her back. She was knocked backwards and the impact stole her breath. The creature readjusted its weight before leaping back on top of her. It weighed three times as heavy. It was crushing her. Nick avoided looking into its eyes, because it could hypnotize people. Its large clawed foot nearly took off her head as it slammed into the ground. She rolled away, crap, crap and double crap. That thing was already coming towards her, oh shit.
However something happen that she did not accept. A shadow that came onto the creature's back, all she could see was the figure stabbing the creature and the beast was yelling in pain. (Now you are thinking who is it? Connor? Or someone else?) Then she heard the yelling of the vampires. She kicked the midsection of one and spun a high kick to the another one. She turn to the last one about to hit him full in the head, when the vampire turn into dust and the person standing behind the dust pile was.Connor.
"Connor?" then who was on the creatures back?
"Watch out!" Conner threw a stake to Nick who spun around and finished the two other vampires. Both Nick and Conner look to towards the creature. "We got to do something." mumbled Connor.
Before she could do anything, Connor rushed at the creature. Swearing at him, she hurried after him. She saw Connor trying to attack the animal while Angel was on top of it. She saw him being thrown off suddenly as the creature attacked Connor. She managed to find a rock big enough to toss over and hit the thing right in the middle of its forehead. It stopped its attack on Connor and turned on her. She knew that it smelled her sent. She stood there, like a warrior facing it's prey, before turning and running. She knew it would follow her, she was its target. Her boots hit the ground and she could hear its feet behind her, along with Connor swearing after her. She moved up and down the allies with ease before finding the harbor. She was racing down the pier when it caught up with her again.
It paced before her before attacking. She managed to get near the side of the pier. So when it lunged, all she had to do was move out of the way and the creature would take a swim. Unfortunately, her plans never work the way she wants them to. It managed to catch her side as it flew past her. She was spun around as its claws racked across her midsection. She was dropping to her knees as she heard it hit the water. She laid on her back watching the stars while she was trying to focus on healing. She knew the spell, from using it so much after her parents' deaths. She was reciting it as Connor and Angel caught up with her on the pier. He dropped to his knees and immediately tried to move her hands.
"God, how bad is it?" his hands were almost shaking as he tried to see under the blood soaked hands.
"They'll be gone if you give me time to finish what I was--- God that burns!" she was hit with pain as she finished the spell. The smell of burning flesh became apparent in the air. Connor pulled her hands away and pressed his hands to her midsection, trying to find the wound. He kept on wiping away blood. Under the blood was no sign of anything. There wasn't a trace.
"How'd you do that?"
"Trade secret." As he helped her to lean forward, the pain from the abrasions on her back hit her hard.
"Can you heal those?"
"I have to have enough power and focus. Of which I don't think I can do."
Angel stepped forward and scooped her up. "Then we'll take care of you. Even though of that you said earlier, you did save myself and Connor."
"How did you know where I was?"
"I followed your scent."
"Great," she muttered before swearing when Angel pressed on the back punctures. "Damnit what where you press. That hurts!"
"Of course it hurts, you took on a nearly full grown Manticore. Not to mention by your self."
"Well, gee dad thanks." Her voice was thick with sarcasm. "Bloody hell I said be careful!"
"Do you want me to stop the bleeding or not?"
"Fine," she was trying not to pout. She hadn't pouted since she was little. Angel carried her back to the hotel. Connor walked silently behind them. As they entered, the woman with short hair began to object. Angel, thankfully, shot her a look that could kill. He carried her to the room she woke up in before and placed her on the bed.
"Connor, the medical bag is in the bathroom. Do you think you can handle this?"
"Yes. I've done enough stitching to know what I'm doing."
"Stitches? Can't you just gauze it up?"
"No," smirked Angel. "Are you a little afraid of needles?"
"Anything that can puncture my skin." She noticed his face contort and knew she hit a raw nerve. She quickly stretched out her arm and gripped his hand with her's. "I'm sorry about the way I reacted before. If you understand where I'm coming from."
"Which I do." He kept her hand in his. "I understand I do. I think you just need some time to adjust to the shock." He let go of her hand and went to the door. "Nikkylia, I wont let him have you."
Nick was taking her shirt off when Connor enters the room.
"What the fu-!" She was pulling back her shirt. "What are you doing here?"
"Suppose give you stitches, why?"
"Well I just thought-"
"You thought it would be someone else?"
Afraid of answering, she just nodded her head.
"Angel said you were scared of needles." Connor eyebrow raised.
"No. Anything that can puncture my skin."
"You have to let me stitch you up." Connor took a step forward while Nick took a step back, but she only meet the wall.
"I can fix it. I just have to-"
"You are too tired. Stop acting like a two-year old." She needed to prove him wrong. So she sat on the bed and lifted up her shirt showing the puncture wounds across her back. She could hear Connor take a deep breath in, sit behind her and open the bag. She held her breath as he put the first few dabs of antiseptics on. She just took deep breaths as he moved the needle in and out of her skin. Then he covered the five rows of stitches with antibiotics before putting gauze over them. He quickly taped them down before telling her he was done. "Done. Here's a flannel for you. It'll help you to avoid lifting your arms up."
She quickly shrugged into it and began to button it up. She was nearing the last few buttons when she caught the look in Connor's eyes. "What's wrong?"
"This." Before she could say anything, he pulled her to him and his mouth was fastened onto hers.