There was a slight chill in the air, making Wednesday pull her coat on a little closer, saving what body heat she had. She moved to Los Angeles for the weather, and the beach. She didn't expect to have to wear her winter coat but the city was in a cold spell. She was walking to work from her small apartment that was to expensive for her to have. She had picked up a night shift at a bar as well as her day job at a florist shop.
She didn't like walking alone at night on the streets, but soon she figured, without the job she'd be sleeping alone homeless on these same streets. Her family never supported her moving away from Ohio in the first place, so she knew they wouldn't help her out with her debt. Oh well, she would work day and night for as long as it took.
She would soon get used to it, or that was what she told herself, but the truth was she might not get used to it, because she didn't have that much time left.
Out from behind a corner jumped a fairly attractive dark haired man. "
Oh I am sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." Angeles said with a half smile. She found it charming, but it was just evil. He had used that same line on tons of innocent victims.
"Oh," She looked into his deep brown eyes that went on forever, "Its fine, just nice to know it isn't a mugger or something." She giggled but then came to the realization that he could be a mugger, just a really cute on with nice clothes and hair.
"Me too, it can be scary walking these streets alone." He replied sweetly, well pretended sweetly. "I could walk you wherever you are going? If you would want to?" He flirted.
"I'd really love that."
"It would be my pleasure to walk you anywhere, but first I have to get my bag, it is right back here." He said while walking into the alley, luring her into his trap.
She stepped in, unexpectedly and innocently. "Bag? What are you homeless?" She joked. He smiled at her, but with the horrible sensation of fangs and wrinkles. She became frightened and ran still looking at him.
"Your going to have to run faster then that." Angelus giggled.
But before she even had a chance he grabbed her arm and bite down on her warm neck, taking her life slowly enjoying its taste and smell and feeling its warmth travel down his cold dead body. Before he could arrive in complete nirvana something happened. An arrow his arm, he looked at it, studied it briefly, and commented on it, "What the hell?"
He looked all around him, but not up, because what was the purpose of looking up? He didn't know of anyone with arrows. Only something rang a bell inside, being shot by an arrow from someone on a building. Angel shot by Faith. It made sense to shoot from an inclined elevated area. He looked up at the night sky and at the rooftops around him. He didn't see anything so he turned back to his victim and went to feed a little more. Then another arrow hit his leg this time.
"Okay now I am angry!" He called out. "Show yourself. Be a man!"
"I am not a mere man!" The unknown intruder said, but sounded, as it was the wind or a whisper.
"Be neither. Men suck. Well no actually I suck but you get my idea don't you."
"Men can be strong."
Angelus followed the sound of the unknown's voice, from corner to corner of the ally. "Okay who are you?"
"You don't know what I am? You brought us here!"
"Oh, yeah, that little translating mistake has gotten me in a whirl of trouble. Whooptie doo! Been there, done that! But really who are ya?"
"Aerandir Anwamanë, I am an elf." Aerandir said showing himself.
He had pale skin, blonde hair, light piercing eyes even in the dark. And, of course, he had pointed ears showing to be none other then what he said. Angelus smiled, and shrugged with happiness.
"Never killed an elf before. Never even fought one. Okay, you'll be a tally on my nice little scale. Then in a bar I will have a great story "heard bout elves?" "Heard." "Killed one." "Nah wow."
"You will not kill me." The elf outstretched his bow, an arrow pointed at Angelus neck. Angelus snickered yet again.
"Hey son, where ya pointy that thing? That just wont do the job!" Angelus felt a cruel superiority to the elf.
The elf looked confused and disgruntled.
"You would be surprised at how many creatures a wound to the neck can send to their vicious fate." Aerandir beckoned, pulling the bow on his string back farther.
"You don't get what I am do you?" Angelus continued, "See elf boy, I am dead in the inside, I feed on blood, I am naughty!" He finished expecting the elf to move back in realization and horror. But Aerandir had no idea.
"Hello! I am a vampire. Eternal nightcap!"
"Vampire? I do not know what that is but I assure that you will pay for that women's death. Prince Legolas instructed me to get rid of all the bad creatures, weed them out, eliminate them, and make is safe for helpless mortals!" The elf prepared his fire.
"Shooting my there will not kill me! You dumb, stupid, dense elf boy!"
The shot the arrow, straight aim as is blazed through the air, with a wisp. Right before it pierced Angelus's neck, Angeles caught its middle in his hand.
"Gee, man, I mean elf." Angelus giggled. Then he took the arrow and through it back at the elf, hitting him in his right side. Aerandir pulled the arrow out, dropped it.
He winced in pain, falling over next the body of Angelus victim. Blood stained his hands as he desperately tried to stop the bleeding.
"Vampire! Do the research. Okay bye bye."
She didn't like walking alone at night on the streets, but soon she figured, without the job she'd be sleeping alone homeless on these same streets. Her family never supported her moving away from Ohio in the first place, so she knew they wouldn't help her out with her debt. Oh well, she would work day and night for as long as it took.
She would soon get used to it, or that was what she told herself, but the truth was she might not get used to it, because she didn't have that much time left.
Out from behind a corner jumped a fairly attractive dark haired man. "
Oh I am sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." Angeles said with a half smile. She found it charming, but it was just evil. He had used that same line on tons of innocent victims.
"Oh," She looked into his deep brown eyes that went on forever, "Its fine, just nice to know it isn't a mugger or something." She giggled but then came to the realization that he could be a mugger, just a really cute on with nice clothes and hair.
"Me too, it can be scary walking these streets alone." He replied sweetly, well pretended sweetly. "I could walk you wherever you are going? If you would want to?" He flirted.
"I'd really love that."
"It would be my pleasure to walk you anywhere, but first I have to get my bag, it is right back here." He said while walking into the alley, luring her into his trap.
She stepped in, unexpectedly and innocently. "Bag? What are you homeless?" She joked. He smiled at her, but with the horrible sensation of fangs and wrinkles. She became frightened and ran still looking at him.
"Your going to have to run faster then that." Angelus giggled.
But before she even had a chance he grabbed her arm and bite down on her warm neck, taking her life slowly enjoying its taste and smell and feeling its warmth travel down his cold dead body. Before he could arrive in complete nirvana something happened. An arrow his arm, he looked at it, studied it briefly, and commented on it, "What the hell?"
He looked all around him, but not up, because what was the purpose of looking up? He didn't know of anyone with arrows. Only something rang a bell inside, being shot by an arrow from someone on a building. Angel shot by Faith. It made sense to shoot from an inclined elevated area. He looked up at the night sky and at the rooftops around him. He didn't see anything so he turned back to his victim and went to feed a little more. Then another arrow hit his leg this time.
"Okay now I am angry!" He called out. "Show yourself. Be a man!"
"I am not a mere man!" The unknown intruder said, but sounded, as it was the wind or a whisper.
"Be neither. Men suck. Well no actually I suck but you get my idea don't you."
"Men can be strong."
Angelus followed the sound of the unknown's voice, from corner to corner of the ally. "Okay who are you?"
"You don't know what I am? You brought us here!"
"Oh, yeah, that little translating mistake has gotten me in a whirl of trouble. Whooptie doo! Been there, done that! But really who are ya?"
"Aerandir Anwamanë, I am an elf." Aerandir said showing himself.
He had pale skin, blonde hair, light piercing eyes even in the dark. And, of course, he had pointed ears showing to be none other then what he said. Angelus smiled, and shrugged with happiness.
"Never killed an elf before. Never even fought one. Okay, you'll be a tally on my nice little scale. Then in a bar I will have a great story "heard bout elves?" "Heard." "Killed one." "Nah wow."
"You will not kill me." The elf outstretched his bow, an arrow pointed at Angelus neck. Angelus snickered yet again.
"Hey son, where ya pointy that thing? That just wont do the job!" Angelus felt a cruel superiority to the elf.
The elf looked confused and disgruntled.
"You would be surprised at how many creatures a wound to the neck can send to their vicious fate." Aerandir beckoned, pulling the bow on his string back farther.
"You don't get what I am do you?" Angelus continued, "See elf boy, I am dead in the inside, I feed on blood, I am naughty!" He finished expecting the elf to move back in realization and horror. But Aerandir had no idea.
"Hello! I am a vampire. Eternal nightcap!"
"Vampire? I do not know what that is but I assure that you will pay for that women's death. Prince Legolas instructed me to get rid of all the bad creatures, weed them out, eliminate them, and make is safe for helpless mortals!" The elf prepared his fire.
"Shooting my there will not kill me! You dumb, stupid, dense elf boy!"
The shot the arrow, straight aim as is blazed through the air, with a wisp. Right before it pierced Angelus's neck, Angeles caught its middle in his hand.
"Gee, man, I mean elf." Angelus giggled. Then he took the arrow and through it back at the elf, hitting him in his right side. Aerandir pulled the arrow out, dropped it.
He winced in pain, falling over next the body of Angelus victim. Blood stained his hands as he desperately tried to stop the bleeding.
"Vampire! Do the research. Okay bye bye."
