Title: Destiny Ahead: Season 1

Description: This is the first season of an Angel spin-off. With AI going their separate ways Faith, Gunn, and Angel must now train the new slayer, Lela. Plus they have Connor and three other teens on their hands. Can they do it?

Rated: PG-13. (Rating just to be careful because of profanity, violence, etc. May change later. I don't know yet.)

NOTE: I own none of the fang gang and none of the Scooby gang. I could never be that lucky. But I do own the characters I make up. The other stuff belongs to Joss.

A/N: This is my backup plan in case Angel gets cancelled, which I doubt. I know the new slayer thing has been done but guess what? I'm doing it now. So that makes it unique. Got it? Good. And Lela isn't your typical slayer. Trust me on that. I've set this up to be a type of TV show. So this will be considered episodes instead of chapters. OK? Great.

Also: The fang gang has defeated the beast. But they've decided that they have outgrown each other. So now they're going their separate ways. Oh, and Connor's fourteen. Still no sex with Cordy but rain of fire, the beast, and everything still happened. Including Lilah's death.

Episode 10 Los Angeles, CA

          Lela walked around her new favorite park. It was twice the size of the one in her old neighborhood, back in San Francisco. Lela glanced at her watch. Eight o'clock. Lela sat down in a swing. She knew Faith wouldn't exactly miss her so she was in no rush.

          The cool night air brushed up against Lela's brown hair, making it blow lightly. Lela pulled her jacket on her tighter for warmth. She had a feeling the night air wasn't the only reason it was chilly. Lela looked up into a tree and quickly saw a pair of eyes staring back at her. The vampire leapt down before her.

"Gross. I knew I smelled something dead," said Lela.

"You can see into the future? I think you're smelling your corpse," the vampire countered.

"Oh, I'm shaking," said Lela. "You know most vampires have witty retorts."

"You try thinking of a retort on the spot like that," said the vampire, folding his arms.

Lela thought about that. "OK. You got me there. So can we do this? I'm kind of late for dinner."

"Oh. OK. Let's rumble."

          The vampire launched at her. Lela grabbed him by the front of the shirt and flipped him over her. The vampire got back up quickly. He and Lela began to exchange blows. Lela gave him a swift kick. He landed on his back. Lela climbed on top of him, stake ready.

"Hey, this is easier than I thought, cool," Lela giggled.

"Don't get cocky." All of a sudden the vamp turned the tables and Lela was down on the ground. The vampire lay on top of her. "You're not too hard on the eyes. Maybe we could do "something" before I have to kill you."

"Oh, gross!" Lela kicked him in his lower abdomen sending him off of her. She stood up and faced her opponent. "So not only are you dead but you're a molester, too? What are the odds?"

"Not exactly slim, I'd say." Abruptly his entire body turned to dust. Lela looked bewildered. The dust blowing away revealed Lynette standing right behind where the vampire had been. She had a dagger in her hand.

"You talked too much. And he's right. You did get cocky," said Lynette. "And you call yourself a slayer?"

"Wait a second. Hold on. What are you talking about and how did you know I'm a slayer?"

"I've been around." Lyn started to walk away. "Catch you later."

"Oh, no, you don't." Lela ran up to her and walked. "Lyn, what the heck is going on? Where have you been?"

"I told you. I've been around. I keep my ears to the streets and I know what I'm doing. Hmm. Maybe I should be the slayer."

"Well, it's not exactly a paying job."

"I still can't believe you're the slayer. You're nothing. You're just a Mary Sue."

"A what?"

"Perfect little princess. No flaws. No real personality. That's who you are. A weak Mary Sue."

"The name is Lela Winters. And being "Mary Sue" obviously never bothered you before. We use to go to the mall together like every day. Then suddenly you disappear. What happened? Was it your mom again?"

"To hell with my mother. She's nothing but a stupid bitch. That's why I bolted."

"Bolted? You mean you left home?"

"Isn't that what you did?"

"No, my mom was carted off. She's in a mental home."

"Hmm. About time." Lyn started to walk again. Lela again caught up with her.

"What have you been doing all this time?"

"Not minding my own business. I can tell you that."

"What?"

"I've been checking up on you and church boy," Lyn replied.

"Church boy? Kelvin?"

"That's the one. Oh, and tell him I'm sorry about… uh, it's too bad about his family."

"Yeah. It is," Lela sighed.

"Well, had to happen sometime. He'll get over it and move on."

"Move on? Lynette, his entire family was slaughtered by demons."

"And now he's a hunter. He's doing the right thing. Yes for church boy. Now are we done with this little girl talk?"

"Hold on. I—" Lela and Lyn heard a scream in the air. "Up for it?"

"Yeah," Lyn replied. "But I work alone." She suddenly shoved Lela to the ground face down. Lyn ran off out of the park.

          Connor poked his head into Kelvin's room. Kelvin had his face buried in a large textbook. He lay on his stomach reading it on the bed. Connor slowly walked into the bedroom. Kelvin looked up.

"You forget your manners?" Kelvin asked.

"What?" Connor looked confused.

"You suppose to knock before you come into somebody's room."

"Sorry. What are you doing in here?"

"I'm trying to see what's going on here. I lot of bull crap been goin' on and I'm sick of it."

Connor walked over and looked at the book over Kelvin's shoulder. "Are you looking for your family?"

"Yeah. Somethin' just don't seem right here. Andersons? There's like a million Anderson family names in this here country." He turned the page. There was a page with a picture of a large cross on it.

"Hey, I've seen that before," said Connor.

"What you talkin' about?"

"Where's that chain thing your grandfather gave you?"

          Kelvin climbed off his bed and went over to his dresser. He rummaged around in the dress for a while before pulling out the cross on the chain his grandpa had given him. Kelvin went back over to the bed and placed his cross next to the picture. Both were white with color and had a red mark that looked like blood in the middle.

"They match," said Kelvin.

"Yeah. What do you think it means? What—?" Connor asked.

"Wait," said Kelvin, holding up his hand to silence him. Kelvin started to look at a small caption below the picture. "It says Andersone. And there's a small cross right after the E."

"But your name is Anderson, right?"

"Yeah. I don't get it."

          Lela ran her hardest to catch up with Lyn. She finally spotted her staking a vampire outside of a restaurant. Lela walked over to her in amazement.

"How the heck did you just do that?" Lela asked.

"There were two vamps. They were harassing this girl. She ran off. The wimp."

"Lyn, what do you think you're doing? These vampires are serious business. You can't go around pretending to be a slayer."

"Why not? I'm clearly doing better than you are and I'm just pretending."

Lela glared at her. "What do you know about my abilities?"

"I know you don't have any. Look, Mary Sue, whoever or whatever gave you this obviously made a mistake. You're no slayer. You're no fighter. You're nothing but a follower, a dreamer. You know nothing."

"Who do you think you are?!" Lela demanded. "You come along after disappearing for like a month and you think you can tell me who I am? You don't even know what's going on."

"I've been around, Sue," Lyn retorted. "And you're the one who doesn't know what she's doing, not me! You don't even know who you are."

"I know who I am, you good for nothing hoe. I'm Lela Winters, the vampire slayer. And you're Lynette Lind, the wanna-be."

Lyn kicked her to the ground. "Shut up."

Lela popped up and slapped her across the face. "You shut up. I don't know what's happened to you but you've completely changed. And I'd appreciate it if you didn't go "around" like some crazed shadow. Back off."

"You back off. You need to back off this job. No way are you the slayer."

"You think I don't think that way, you mangy little slut? You don't think I know that whoever picked me to be the slayer was drunk or something? I think I shouldn't be the slayer but clearly someone else thinks the opposite. And I'm going along with them on this one."

"Yeah, just wait until you get yourself killed by a vampire. It'll all be worth then, I bet," Lyn said sarcastically.

"Stay out of it!" Lela barked. "We are not friends anymore. You're not even Lynette. You're some girl who I have no idea even existed."

"At least I know who I am. And I'm damned glad you said you don't want to be friends because I was just about to say the same thing. Now why don't you go crying to church boy?"

"Screw you." Lela turned and marched away with that.

          Lela was completely irate when she made her way back to the mansion. She went into the kitchen. Faith had just popped popcorn and was pouring it into the kitchen. Lela yanked the refrigerator open, grabbed a soda, and slammed it hard again.

"OK," said Faith. "Who stole your boyfriend?"

"Let's just say that things change," Lela replied.

Faith raised an eyebrow. "Is that some emotional teenaged answer?"

"No," said Lela, starting to leave. She turned back to Faith. "Apparently it's a "Mary Sue" answer."

"I'm not even gonna ask about that. One thing, though."

"What?"

"Is there something going on with you and Connor?"

"Oh. No. Nothing. It was just a thing and that's it. And that reminds me." She left out of the kitchen.

"Good kid," said Faith, popping a kernel of popcorn into her mouth. "Little bizarre, though."

Lela went upstairs. She started to knock on Connor's door but it opened before she could. "Hey," Connor greeted. "Where have you been?"

"Just out. Listen, Connor, I have to tell you something. I like you and everything but—"

"Look, Lela, I'm sorry. But it's over."

Lela gave him a puzzled look. "Oh. It is?"

"Yeah. Your nice but I think friends is better for us."

"Oh, yes. Of course. Just friends."

"Did I hurt you?"

"Of course not. Well, see you in the morning." Connor smiled and closed his door.

Lela said, "Yes!" to herself and went into her own room for a much needed rest.

A/N: Funny how flames can be used for inspiration. Just don't even think about flaming me people unless it's criticism because you like this fic. Also what do you think? Is Lyn a keeper or a loser in this fic? Do you want to see her stick around or what? And what's the deal with Kelvin? We will see.