~* Chapter Two *~
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"I just don't understand any of it..." Dawn said with a shake of her head, staring at the man infront of her.
Wesley had been trying to explain everything to Dawn for the past hour and still, it hadn't quite sunken in. It wasn't everyday that you were told Angelus would never be a problem, that a spell had taken the curse off him and now Angel was allowed to *shudder* get a happy.... And it was even more crazy to Dawn that Cordelia was pregnant by said vampire.
She could get why Connor was around. He was this miracle child. But why would the 'Powers of Be' grant Angel another child... not that she wasn't happy for the two, but still... it didn't make since to her.
She sighed and made a gesture with her hands, "Nevermind, I don't want to know anymore, your only making my head hurt." She dismissed and turned the lobby desk, pausing as her hearing picked up the sounds of swords clashing in the basement.
That was another thing no one knew about. Ever since the ritual two years ago with Glory, on the top of that tower.... She'd been able to hear from great distances, and see... and it had been so much easier for her to pick up on things and learn. But no one saw it, everyone was always so busy.
"God I'm starting to sound like Buffy." She whispered to herself and walked straight past the basement door. She was pitying herself, she rarely caught herself when she did it, but she hated it when she did.
In a matter of minutes, she was locking her bedroom door and lighting candles around her room before easing herself down on the middle of the bed.
Mostly everyone was out of the hotel, it would be easy to do this now.
She sat there indian style for atleast 20 minutes before she began to really relax and concetrate, all at the same time.
During the summer, she had found herself doing the same thing as she did now. Breathing a certain way, relaxing her body, but focusing her mind. She had been amazed at what she could do.
Her eyes opened and were unfocused, because she wasn't seeing her room, she was seeing another life....
The monks and everyone else had lied to them all about her.
This wasn't her first time as a person in human form. In every life, she'd been human, she'd only been an energy ball before...before there was man on earth.
She could remember every life. Every horrible thing that happened, and every wonderful miracle that occured. It gave her hope most of the time. That she's survive this life and go on to have a happier one in the next life.
Only one thing stayed the same. In every life, she was a woman..she was a tall, dark haired, blue eyed woman that had the name of Dawn, and only slightly different physical appearances.
The small smile that had been forming on her lips as she gazed around her new surroundings, suddenly fell and turned into a frown as her world shook.
Her eyes fell closed then shot open with loud gasp, shocked by the person who loomed over her, shaking her.
It took her a moment to realize who it was and then a scowl replaced her frown and she pushed him away, "Connor."
Connor frowned, stepping away from the bed as the girl practically growled at him.
"You were using magic's here?" He questioned, his face going hard, unreadable.
"No! Does it look I was using anything? I was minding my own business when you came in here and felt the need to shake me out of my-" She paused, then quickly covered up her mistake. "day dream. I'm allowed to ogle half naked men in my own mind even if I'm not allowed to in real life." She smirked at him. "Now leave." She pointed to the door, her smirk fading.
He took another step back, but didn't leave, "Do these...day dreams of yours usually consist of a green shield surrounding you?" He questioned, crossing his arms over his chest and raising an eyebrow.
That movement alone made her think of Angel. He may not look like his father, but he acted like him in alot of way.
"None of her business."
"Just as your cuts are none of my business." He countered.
"Exactly. I don't need you sticking your nose where it's not needed or wanted."
"But I wasn't sticking my nose anywhere." Connor frowned with confusion. Then sobered for a moment and continued on. "I stuck my hand through the shield.... I saw.... things. I need to know if it was witchcraft."
"You weren't harmed, now get out!"
"I won't!"
"Why are you being so stubborn."
"You fascinate me." He said suddenly, making her pause with confusion.
"What?"
"You have the look of innocence and purity....but your all dark beneath...in your eyes." His words struck Dawn silent and she just stared at him as he went on. "You cut yourself.." He stepped close to her, running his fingers against her pale, scarred inner arm. "Yet you smile as if nothing's wrong. You have sadness in you... but you hide yourself. Why?" His hand slowly reached up, brushing a lock of hair from her face.
"I.... I don't know." She whispered. She didn't hide herself, did she? She thought she threw herself out there for all to see.
"You don't believe me." He stepped back after his words then turned and fled right as Cordelia was calling for him.
Dawn sunk back down on her bed, frowning as she thought over the words. She should be angry. He had invaded her privacy and then stayed when she told him to go.
TBC
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"I just don't understand any of it..." Dawn said with a shake of her head, staring at the man infront of her.
Wesley had been trying to explain everything to Dawn for the past hour and still, it hadn't quite sunken in. It wasn't everyday that you were told Angelus would never be a problem, that a spell had taken the curse off him and now Angel was allowed to *shudder* get a happy.... And it was even more crazy to Dawn that Cordelia was pregnant by said vampire.
She could get why Connor was around. He was this miracle child. But why would the 'Powers of Be' grant Angel another child... not that she wasn't happy for the two, but still... it didn't make since to her.
She sighed and made a gesture with her hands, "Nevermind, I don't want to know anymore, your only making my head hurt." She dismissed and turned the lobby desk, pausing as her hearing picked up the sounds of swords clashing in the basement.
That was another thing no one knew about. Ever since the ritual two years ago with Glory, on the top of that tower.... She'd been able to hear from great distances, and see... and it had been so much easier for her to pick up on things and learn. But no one saw it, everyone was always so busy.
"God I'm starting to sound like Buffy." She whispered to herself and walked straight past the basement door. She was pitying herself, she rarely caught herself when she did it, but she hated it when she did.
In a matter of minutes, she was locking her bedroom door and lighting candles around her room before easing herself down on the middle of the bed.
Mostly everyone was out of the hotel, it would be easy to do this now.
She sat there indian style for atleast 20 minutes before she began to really relax and concetrate, all at the same time.
During the summer, she had found herself doing the same thing as she did now. Breathing a certain way, relaxing her body, but focusing her mind. She had been amazed at what she could do.
Her eyes opened and were unfocused, because she wasn't seeing her room, she was seeing another life....
The monks and everyone else had lied to them all about her.
This wasn't her first time as a person in human form. In every life, she'd been human, she'd only been an energy ball before...before there was man on earth.
She could remember every life. Every horrible thing that happened, and every wonderful miracle that occured. It gave her hope most of the time. That she's survive this life and go on to have a happier one in the next life.
Only one thing stayed the same. In every life, she was a woman..she was a tall, dark haired, blue eyed woman that had the name of Dawn, and only slightly different physical appearances.
The small smile that had been forming on her lips as she gazed around her new surroundings, suddenly fell and turned into a frown as her world shook.
Her eyes fell closed then shot open with loud gasp, shocked by the person who loomed over her, shaking her.
It took her a moment to realize who it was and then a scowl replaced her frown and she pushed him away, "Connor."
Connor frowned, stepping away from the bed as the girl practically growled at him.
"You were using magic's here?" He questioned, his face going hard, unreadable.
"No! Does it look I was using anything? I was minding my own business when you came in here and felt the need to shake me out of my-" She paused, then quickly covered up her mistake. "day dream. I'm allowed to ogle half naked men in my own mind even if I'm not allowed to in real life." She smirked at him. "Now leave." She pointed to the door, her smirk fading.
He took another step back, but didn't leave, "Do these...day dreams of yours usually consist of a green shield surrounding you?" He questioned, crossing his arms over his chest and raising an eyebrow.
That movement alone made her think of Angel. He may not look like his father, but he acted like him in alot of way.
"None of her business."
"Just as your cuts are none of my business." He countered.
"Exactly. I don't need you sticking your nose where it's not needed or wanted."
"But I wasn't sticking my nose anywhere." Connor frowned with confusion. Then sobered for a moment and continued on. "I stuck my hand through the shield.... I saw.... things. I need to know if it was witchcraft."
"You weren't harmed, now get out!"
"I won't!"
"Why are you being so stubborn."
"You fascinate me." He said suddenly, making her pause with confusion.
"What?"
"You have the look of innocence and purity....but your all dark beneath...in your eyes." His words struck Dawn silent and she just stared at him as he went on. "You cut yourself.." He stepped close to her, running his fingers against her pale, scarred inner arm. "Yet you smile as if nothing's wrong. You have sadness in you... but you hide yourself. Why?" His hand slowly reached up, brushing a lock of hair from her face.
"I.... I don't know." She whispered. She didn't hide herself, did she? She thought she threw herself out there for all to see.
"You don't believe me." He stepped back after his words then turned and fled right as Cordelia was calling for him.
Dawn sunk back down on her bed, frowning as she thought over the words. She should be angry. He had invaded her privacy and then stayed when she told him to go.
TBC