Oh He's That Boy
Disclaimer: I own nothing, only Brendan and others of my characters.
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Angel sighed; he seemed to be doing a lot of that lately. "She's a . . . Well it's not that she is powerful it's more of that she guards it."
"Why would that make a difference," said Connor trying to poke holes his new fathers attitude.
"Because she smells bad. She smells of Lilah. But the story's true. Well most of it," Angel said darkly.
"And in this world Connor, if someone has power, and smells of Wolfram and Hart it's never a good sign. And the fact the quartered circle will turn once more also says much more than you know," Cordelier stated looking lovingly towards Connor, but she didn't tell him any more of what she had seen in her vision deciding that this was for no-one but Angel. Though she also knew that the quartered circle must be known to of them.
Everyone stared at her for a moment but continued with their conversation deciding now was not the time to go into that particular statement.
"So Angel what do we do now? Do we check it out or what?" asked Gunn.
Angel glanced at Cordelier and she nodded at him. He knew just what he had to do, and just how to do it, but he didn't have a clue why. He would certainly have to ask Cordy that when the others had gone. There must be an important reason why she hadn't told him what the secret was.
"Okay. Fred, Gunn you check out of town. Connor you get Lorne down here and then find Wesley fill him in and then bring him here straight away. It's important he comes," Angel instructed.
Fred and Gunn left going out on their assigned task Connor stood in the doorway for a while trying to stair down his father, but failed.
He disliked having to go Lorne. Who he still thought of as another demon, but saw there was something different to him even though the would never admit it allowed. He had too much pride for that. Wesley on the other hand he usually enjoyed seeing. Wesley always told him about the magic's and knew about everything, but there was another side to him as well. It seemed to Connor that everything here had another side to it, light and dark, good and bad, demons and people, everything had two sides to it. And with Wesley it was no different he was always trying to force Angel on him as his father, and that was one think he wasn't quiet ready to except no matter how hard he tried. So he turned and left the office to find Lorne and then Wesley
After staring at Connor, Angel turned his attention back to Cordy, who had also been looking at Connor.
"So who precisely is this Brendan kid and why is he so important," Angel asked flatly as they looked into each other's eyes.
"Well the P.A.B. sent me a vision as I suppose you've guessed by now. This kid he's . . .hmmm. . . he's very different, and very important in the apocalypse. For which side they didn't say, but they did say that you will be needed in this and so will Connor. That boy will have more heartache than he will be able to bare. But you two will make him strong and good and a champion. And he will do more for you than you could ever dream of," Cordelier said speaking from her heart as she so often did now.
Angel had taken in every word of this and was now having a hard time of organising it. "So this kid Brendan what is he in the grand scheme of . . . the end?"
Cordy sighed and shook her head sadly, "I'm not allowed to say. Though I can tell you this. He will be strong and have power also Connor will be a very important influence on him. Please Angel, don't ask me how I won't tell you, and know matter what you say can change that," Cordy paused to think for a moment and then posed the question that had been nagging at her for the past minute, "Angel how did you know you'd need Wes and Lorne?"
"Ah . . . when you get to be nearly 250 years old it does make you quiet a bit wiser. And the fact the quartered circle is not widely known in this time I thought we could use an expert"
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Connor stood outside Lorne's door dreading having to go into his room. He raised he hand but the door opened just before he it hit.
"Lorne. Look we've just had a client down stairs. I guess she must be important D-Angel's not even making her pay," Connor said covering up his feelings pretty well.
"Okay kiddo I'll go down get the mission stuff," Lorne replied walking past Connor his red horns shining dimly in the hall light.
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Knock. Knock. Knock. Connor wrapped on the door of Wesley's apartment. The door slid open after a few moments.
"Hallo Connor," Wesley said in his usual voice that seemed to crackle like a coal fire. "Are you here to learn some more magic or are you here on business this time. Come in."
Wesley opened the door a little wider and gestured to Connor to come in. After getting Connor settled and offering him the usual cup of earl grey tea and rich tea biscuit, which Connor refused, he listened to all he had to say.
After Connor had finished the story of what had happened earlier with Ms Brooks Wesley said rather urgently, "Connor are you sure she said quartered circle."
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"So what we out here looking for then anyway," Gunn asked Fred after they had gotten out of Gunn's truck.
"Anything. Any sign of a struggle. Blood."
"I know what to look for."
"No there blood. It's . . . it's green."
"Look tyre tracks. I think we better tell Angel."
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Connor and Wesley entered the hotel and saw that Angel and Cordy were sitting on the sofa waiting for them to return. In Connor's arms were several old parchments and numerous books, which were faded with time and covered in dust. There was also a new black binder, which was full of paper that could be seen sticking out the edge, which was over flowing.
"Wesley," Angel said coolly.
"Angel."
"So this kid . . ."
"Lets skip the pleasantries, I'll tell you what I know. If this child bears the quartered circle he will hold the power of judgement over the crossings of good and evil. I've got all the scrolls and books you need here. I've also translated all of it from Latin. You have all you need. Good Bye."
"Wes," Angel began but Wesley was already out the door and leaving not caring to stay in their world.
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Hope you like it R+R!!!!!!!!!!!!
Disclaimer: I own nothing, only Brendan and others of my characters.
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Angel sighed; he seemed to be doing a lot of that lately. "She's a . . . Well it's not that she is powerful it's more of that she guards it."
"Why would that make a difference," said Connor trying to poke holes his new fathers attitude.
"Because she smells bad. She smells of Lilah. But the story's true. Well most of it," Angel said darkly.
"And in this world Connor, if someone has power, and smells of Wolfram and Hart it's never a good sign. And the fact the quartered circle will turn once more also says much more than you know," Cordelier stated looking lovingly towards Connor, but she didn't tell him any more of what she had seen in her vision deciding that this was for no-one but Angel. Though she also knew that the quartered circle must be known to of them.
Everyone stared at her for a moment but continued with their conversation deciding now was not the time to go into that particular statement.
"So Angel what do we do now? Do we check it out or what?" asked Gunn.
Angel glanced at Cordelier and she nodded at him. He knew just what he had to do, and just how to do it, but he didn't have a clue why. He would certainly have to ask Cordy that when the others had gone. There must be an important reason why she hadn't told him what the secret was.
"Okay. Fred, Gunn you check out of town. Connor you get Lorne down here and then find Wesley fill him in and then bring him here straight away. It's important he comes," Angel instructed.
Fred and Gunn left going out on their assigned task Connor stood in the doorway for a while trying to stair down his father, but failed.
He disliked having to go Lorne. Who he still thought of as another demon, but saw there was something different to him even though the would never admit it allowed. He had too much pride for that. Wesley on the other hand he usually enjoyed seeing. Wesley always told him about the magic's and knew about everything, but there was another side to him as well. It seemed to Connor that everything here had another side to it, light and dark, good and bad, demons and people, everything had two sides to it. And with Wesley it was no different he was always trying to force Angel on him as his father, and that was one think he wasn't quiet ready to except no matter how hard he tried. So he turned and left the office to find Lorne and then Wesley
After staring at Connor, Angel turned his attention back to Cordy, who had also been looking at Connor.
"So who precisely is this Brendan kid and why is he so important," Angel asked flatly as they looked into each other's eyes.
"Well the P.A.B. sent me a vision as I suppose you've guessed by now. This kid he's . . .hmmm. . . he's very different, and very important in the apocalypse. For which side they didn't say, but they did say that you will be needed in this and so will Connor. That boy will have more heartache than he will be able to bare. But you two will make him strong and good and a champion. And he will do more for you than you could ever dream of," Cordelier said speaking from her heart as she so often did now.
Angel had taken in every word of this and was now having a hard time of organising it. "So this kid Brendan what is he in the grand scheme of . . . the end?"
Cordy sighed and shook her head sadly, "I'm not allowed to say. Though I can tell you this. He will be strong and have power also Connor will be a very important influence on him. Please Angel, don't ask me how I won't tell you, and know matter what you say can change that," Cordy paused to think for a moment and then posed the question that had been nagging at her for the past minute, "Angel how did you know you'd need Wes and Lorne?"
"Ah . . . when you get to be nearly 250 years old it does make you quiet a bit wiser. And the fact the quartered circle is not widely known in this time I thought we could use an expert"
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Connor stood outside Lorne's door dreading having to go into his room. He raised he hand but the door opened just before he it hit.
"Lorne. Look we've just had a client down stairs. I guess she must be important D-Angel's not even making her pay," Connor said covering up his feelings pretty well.
"Okay kiddo I'll go down get the mission stuff," Lorne replied walking past Connor his red horns shining dimly in the hall light.
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Knock. Knock. Knock. Connor wrapped on the door of Wesley's apartment. The door slid open after a few moments.
"Hallo Connor," Wesley said in his usual voice that seemed to crackle like a coal fire. "Are you here to learn some more magic or are you here on business this time. Come in."
Wesley opened the door a little wider and gestured to Connor to come in. After getting Connor settled and offering him the usual cup of earl grey tea and rich tea biscuit, which Connor refused, he listened to all he had to say.
After Connor had finished the story of what had happened earlier with Ms Brooks Wesley said rather urgently, "Connor are you sure she said quartered circle."
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"So what we out here looking for then anyway," Gunn asked Fred after they had gotten out of Gunn's truck.
"Anything. Any sign of a struggle. Blood."
"I know what to look for."
"No there blood. It's . . . it's green."
"Look tyre tracks. I think we better tell Angel."
* * *
Connor and Wesley entered the hotel and saw that Angel and Cordy were sitting on the sofa waiting for them to return. In Connor's arms were several old parchments and numerous books, which were faded with time and covered in dust. There was also a new black binder, which was full of paper that could be seen sticking out the edge, which was over flowing.
"Wesley," Angel said coolly.
"Angel."
"So this kid . . ."
"Lets skip the pleasantries, I'll tell you what I know. If this child bears the quartered circle he will hold the power of judgement over the crossings of good and evil. I've got all the scrolls and books you need here. I've also translated all of it from Latin. You have all you need. Good Bye."
"Wes," Angel began but Wesley was already out the door and leaving not caring to stay in their world.
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Hope you like it R+R!!!!!!!!!!!!