TITLE: Behind the crystal walls
AUTHOR: Simone of the Zordiak
PART: 12/?
EMAIL: burning_night@hotmail.com
DISCLAIMER: "They followed me home, can I keep them?"
"No, Joss owns them, now give them back." "Sigh."
They folk on "Angel" and "Buffy" might not be mine,
but I still like to play with them.
The concept and figures of "Slayers" the Anime and the
Mangas belong to people with long and unspeakable
Japanese names that I have forgotten how to spell
The gods belong themselves, but the outlook of Ares is
obviously influenced by watching Xena.
DISTRIBUTION: Feel free ... just tell me, I'd like to know where
it goes to.
RATING: PG-13 (I think)
PAIRING: Xander/Angel/Wesley
AUTHORS NOTES: English is still not my native language and this story is
not beta'd.
FEEDBACK: Is there a writer who doesn't want feedback ???
Constructive critic always welcomed
Flamers will be cursed with ancient and funny Chinese curses
and tormented with bongo playing mice I specially trained
for these occurrences
******
Wesley's head was swimming with information. Milgazia, he had been
Milgazia, a golden dragon. Not only a dragon, but the leader of his clan.
One of the few survivors of the attack of the Greater Beast's general.
And now he was Wesley, ex-watcher and co-worker of Angel, Angel who
obviously had harbored the essence of the mazoku that had nearly wiped
out the golden dragons single-handly. He didn't know if he should laugh
or cry, this sounded so insane, yet was the truth.
And from the way things appeared, it looked like Angel was one of Xander's
mates. This was so unfair. In his last life, the laws of the dragons had
kept him from the chimera and now it looked like he would loose to Angel
in this life.
Wesley sighed and watched the scene unfolding before his eyes.
***
Somebody was touching him. Touching him, gently, like a caress. Surprised
Xander looked up, straight into the normally closed eyes of the mazoku.
Demon eyes met demon eyes and he couldn't really believe what he read in
the eyes of the other. Xellos was, well he was Xellos, eternal trickster,
keeper of secrets and mysterious priest. And in this life, as Angel, he
had the complete star-crossed lovers thing with Buffy going... a small
part of him wondered if Buffy had harbored one of his friends as well,
but he couldn't really think about that now. Not when Angel was touching
his face like this. It felt like... like... he couldn't compare it to
anything, it felt better than anything else.
Long, slender finger ghosted over his face, caressing the stones around
his eyes and at his jawline. He shivered and leaned into the touch,
wanting to feel as much as he could get.
"You know," Angel was so close to him, that the air of his words tickled
Xander's sensitive ears, "in my last life, Xellas, Greater Beast-sama had
forbidden me to take a mate. She wanted all my attention concentrated on
the work I was doing for her. I saw you. I wanted you. Yow were so young,
so unique. So full of life and spirit, yet you always his it beyond a mask
of indifference. I could feel it, you know. I could feel your feelings,
your emotions. For the longest time I watched you. And I wanted you. So
badly I could taste it. But I wanted you for more than was allowed to me.
I wanted you as my life-mate, my bonded one."
He was standing behind Xander now, one hand caressing the tip of one
pointed ear, the other was possessively wrapped around his waist.
"I knew, sooner or later she would allow me to take a mate, I was waiting
for her to do so. Waiting and watching you. Then finally, she said I could
take a mate after the war. You know which war I mean. The second big one.
The second Kouma war. I don't know what killed me, yet I lost my life on
the battlefield, so close to my personal goal, but I left you behind.
Unclaimed. Then, when I met you in this life, you were so young and I
believed that I had no right in seducing you. I had been evil for so
long and felt like I would taint everything I touched. No, I didn't
deserved you. So I took up with the Slayer. And I lost my soul and my
demon had gone completely insane. You know, I went over the entire curse
afterwards, after my return from Hell. True Happiness, as the gypsies
meant it, was to sleep with a virgin woman."
Angel shrugged and Xander could feel the movement through the hug.
"What can I say, the curse was obviously made by gypsy men, otherwise I
would have lost my soul the moment I realized I was back from Hell, that
was a true moment of happiness for me. By then I thought you hated me
and so I finally decided to leave."
The arms around Xander hugged him closer to Angel's frame.
"But now I can feel you and I don't feel hate. Just longing and need and
despair. But there is no need for despair. I want you, have wanted you
for a very long time."
Xander was turned around so that he now faced the ex-vampire. One gloved
finger was outlining the shape of his lips.
"You know, I always wondered, what your kisses would taste like. And now
I'm myself again and I am free of Greater Beast-sama. Free to love you."
And Angel lowered his head to kiss the chimeric youth.
Tendrils of multicolored light appeared around them, wrapping them in a
cocoon of light and power and Xellos' staff, floating half-forgotten
behind his owner, started to shake. Then a three foot long scythe blade
shoot out of the red jewel that was topping his staff.
"~Behold of the Power~"
L-Sama declared dramatically.
"~Behold of the Power of Death Incarnate~"
tbc
AUTHOR: Simone of the Zordiak
PART: 12/?
EMAIL: burning_night@hotmail.com
DISCLAIMER: "They followed me home, can I keep them?"
"No, Joss owns them, now give them back." "Sigh."
They folk on "Angel" and "Buffy" might not be mine,
but I still like to play with them.
The concept and figures of "Slayers" the Anime and the
Mangas belong to people with long and unspeakable
Japanese names that I have forgotten how to spell
The gods belong themselves, but the outlook of Ares is
obviously influenced by watching Xena.
DISTRIBUTION: Feel free ... just tell me, I'd like to know where
it goes to.
RATING: PG-13 (I think)
PAIRING: Xander/Angel/Wesley
AUTHORS NOTES: English is still not my native language and this story is
not beta'd.
FEEDBACK: Is there a writer who doesn't want feedback ???
Constructive critic always welcomed
Flamers will be cursed with ancient and funny Chinese curses
and tormented with bongo playing mice I specially trained
for these occurrences
******
Wesley's head was swimming with information. Milgazia, he had been
Milgazia, a golden dragon. Not only a dragon, but the leader of his clan.
One of the few survivors of the attack of the Greater Beast's general.
And now he was Wesley, ex-watcher and co-worker of Angel, Angel who
obviously had harbored the essence of the mazoku that had nearly wiped
out the golden dragons single-handly. He didn't know if he should laugh
or cry, this sounded so insane, yet was the truth.
And from the way things appeared, it looked like Angel was one of Xander's
mates. This was so unfair. In his last life, the laws of the dragons had
kept him from the chimera and now it looked like he would loose to Angel
in this life.
Wesley sighed and watched the scene unfolding before his eyes.
***
Somebody was touching him. Touching him, gently, like a caress. Surprised
Xander looked up, straight into the normally closed eyes of the mazoku.
Demon eyes met demon eyes and he couldn't really believe what he read in
the eyes of the other. Xellos was, well he was Xellos, eternal trickster,
keeper of secrets and mysterious priest. And in this life, as Angel, he
had the complete star-crossed lovers thing with Buffy going... a small
part of him wondered if Buffy had harbored one of his friends as well,
but he couldn't really think about that now. Not when Angel was touching
his face like this. It felt like... like... he couldn't compare it to
anything, it felt better than anything else.
Long, slender finger ghosted over his face, caressing the stones around
his eyes and at his jawline. He shivered and leaned into the touch,
wanting to feel as much as he could get.
"You know," Angel was so close to him, that the air of his words tickled
Xander's sensitive ears, "in my last life, Xellas, Greater Beast-sama had
forbidden me to take a mate. She wanted all my attention concentrated on
the work I was doing for her. I saw you. I wanted you. Yow were so young,
so unique. So full of life and spirit, yet you always his it beyond a mask
of indifference. I could feel it, you know. I could feel your feelings,
your emotions. For the longest time I watched you. And I wanted you. So
badly I could taste it. But I wanted you for more than was allowed to me.
I wanted you as my life-mate, my bonded one."
He was standing behind Xander now, one hand caressing the tip of one
pointed ear, the other was possessively wrapped around his waist.
"I knew, sooner or later she would allow me to take a mate, I was waiting
for her to do so. Waiting and watching you. Then finally, she said I could
take a mate after the war. You know which war I mean. The second big one.
The second Kouma war. I don't know what killed me, yet I lost my life on
the battlefield, so close to my personal goal, but I left you behind.
Unclaimed. Then, when I met you in this life, you were so young and I
believed that I had no right in seducing you. I had been evil for so
long and felt like I would taint everything I touched. No, I didn't
deserved you. So I took up with the Slayer. And I lost my soul and my
demon had gone completely insane. You know, I went over the entire curse
afterwards, after my return from Hell. True Happiness, as the gypsies
meant it, was to sleep with a virgin woman."
Angel shrugged and Xander could feel the movement through the hug.
"What can I say, the curse was obviously made by gypsy men, otherwise I
would have lost my soul the moment I realized I was back from Hell, that
was a true moment of happiness for me. By then I thought you hated me
and so I finally decided to leave."
The arms around Xander hugged him closer to Angel's frame.
"But now I can feel you and I don't feel hate. Just longing and need and
despair. But there is no need for despair. I want you, have wanted you
for a very long time."
Xander was turned around so that he now faced the ex-vampire. One gloved
finger was outlining the shape of his lips.
"You know, I always wondered, what your kisses would taste like. And now
I'm myself again and I am free of Greater Beast-sama. Free to love you."
And Angel lowered his head to kiss the chimeric youth.
Tendrils of multicolored light appeared around them, wrapping them in a
cocoon of light and power and Xellos' staff, floating half-forgotten
behind his owner, started to shake. Then a three foot long scythe blade
shoot out of the red jewel that was topping his staff.
"~Behold of the Power~"
L-Sama declared dramatically.
"~Behold of the Power of Death Incarnate~"
tbc