When Angels go bad
The demon wished to show one last scene before he'd let Connor leave. But leaving was to be a strong word, for Connor wasn't really leaving when the demon will find him again to show more.
"Your father lost his soul. Not for long, 6 months at the most, but he did great damage in that time. Now, I want you to see what Buffy felt. This isn't what Buffy nor Angel felt at the time of coarse because they're possessed. Now, a little history for the junior-in college of coarse; At Sunnydale high, there was this dance called the Sadie Hawkins dance; well, on that very day, two murders were committed. One was of coarse a suicide, but the other one was nothing but an accident. A mere accident that should have never token place, coarse I would know that because I'm a demon and I get to see what everyone's life is suppose to turn out. Well there was love, between Grace and James; Grace the teacher and James the student. James wanted to go to the dance with her but she said that they wouldn't like it; teachers weren't supposed to be dating their students. That made James pretty angry, James pulled out a gun and insisted that he wasn't afraid to use it while he had no intension to do so. But when his anger rose, he pulled the trigger; it was an accident. But thanks to Buffy Summers and the most fearsome Angelus, the couple was able to work out what had happened and finally move on. Angelus however wasn't too happy, but hey, who cares he dies soon after, thanks to the amazing slayer, Buffy Summers." The demon sure did love to talk, which was beginning to get on Connors nerves. "Ah, right, I bet you're impatient to see how it all played out. Well fine then." With a wave of the hand, they were in the halls of Sunnydale high; Angel and Buffy were there. Buffy had her back to Angel, Angel looked perfect for the part of the most feared vampire in his time.
"You're the only one. The only person I can talk to," Buffy finally spoke. Sorrow clogged up her happy sarcastic tone.
"Gosh Buff. That's really pathetic," Angel said, a grin pulling on the corners of his mouth. Buffy turned around to face him; there was no play written on her face, she was telling no lie.
"You can't make me disappear just because you say it's over." Tears rolled down Buffy's face. She was totally into this, however this made Angelus all the more happy, or evil as most would say.
"Actually.I can." With ever step Angelus grew closer to Buffy. "In fact." Angelus froze, a shiver made him jerk. "I just want you to have some kind of normal life. We can never have that," Angelus's tone was neither his nor Angel's but a woman's.
Connor leaned in toward the demon as if they were friends. "Why does he sound like a sissy?" Connor asked with a snicker. Boys will be boys, category things as they were. But even this remake made the demon show a smile, and you and I both know demons or the undead aren't known to do that.
"Grace possessed him," answered the demon. "Buffy was here first, men get first take. It's better this way, Grace is killed, and Angel can't die."
"I don't give a damn about a normal life! I'm going crazy not seeing you. I think about you every minute." Buffy's voice had hardened. So many times before had James killed Grace, so many times had this been played, it must be played a different way this time.
Angel moved his hand forward, it fell softly onto Buffy's cheek, and only a woman could touch so soft and sincere as he had. "I know," Angel finally spoke. "But it's over. It has to be." Angel turned and began to run. Well not run more like jog slow enough for a person to catch up without a try.
"Come back here!" Buffy shouted at the speeding off Angel. Buffy began to chase Angel and soon pulled him to a halt while she shouting "We're not finished!" Buffy's eyes were filled with tears as so were Angel's. "You don't care anymore? Is that it?" Buffy asked searching for an answer.
Angel looked down; it looked quite unnatural for a tall man, more than a head and half taller than Buffy, sounding like a girl and crying, this had to make Connor laugh but never once made him accept his father any more than he had that morning. "It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter how I feel." Angel had to force the words out.
"Then tell me you don't love me! Say it!" Buffy leaned into Angel, like a man or boy would do so.
"Is that what you need to hear?" Angel straightened up, making him all the more taller than his former lover. "Will that help? I don't. Now let me go." Angel moves to the side attempting to slide away from Buffy or James, whoever it was.
"No." Buffy held tight to Angel's arms, making it hard to go. "A person doesn't just wake up and stop loving somebody!" Buffy let her grip slip from Angel and pulled out a gun instead. The gun was aimed forward, straight at Angel. "Love is forever. I'm not afraid to use it, I swear!" Buffy insured which made the slayer all the more unfamiliar looking. Slayers have no need for guns. "If I can't be with you." Buffy began.
"Oh, my god!" Angel whispered then turned and began running again.
"Don't walk away from me bitch!" Buffy shouted taking a step forward. Angel froze in his place, debating what to do next, coming to an agreement he took off running seconds later. Buffy put down the gun, obviously not wanting to use it, and began to chase him. Angel swiftly pulled open the double doors that stood in his way and entered onto the balcony. "Stop it! Stop it!" Buffy demanded as she followed. "Don't make me!" She bluffed. Connor took off running after them, appearing to be interested in what was about to happen.
Grace or Angel froze. They obeyed and turned around to face Buffy. "All right." Angel's voice softer, softer than Connor has ever heard it. "Just.you know you don't want to do this. Let's both just calm down. Now give me the gun," Grace ordered except in a much nicer way than James had.
"Don't!" Buffy shouted, seemingly unable to stay in one place, she bobbed from one foot to the other. "Don't do that, dammit! Don't talk to me like I'm some stupid-" Well Buffy would have finished of coarse, but she pulled the trigger, accidentally. The bullet hit Grace in the chest, missing the heart all together but landing in some other important organ that was greatly needed.
"James," breathed Angel. He cupped his hands over the wound but knew there was no chance for further life. With that lost hope, he let death have him. With a faint or kill, whichever it was, Angel fell back and over the side of the balcony. The shock look that had crossed James's face when the bullet found its mark was no longer there. It was long; now a sad horrible _expression took its place. James found himself walking to the music room. The school was abandoned so it really didn't matter where you killed someone but he still walked to the music room. Sliding her hands lightly, Buffy put on some music, an unusual song indeed, it owned the name of 'I only have Eyes for you." Buffy slowly drew the gun to her head. But midway a hand stopped her destiny. Buffy spun around and to her astonishment; it was the only person she ever had loved - Grace for James and Angel for Buffy. 4 lives were saved, although two only beheld the gift of life, the other two were free to move onto whatever was there to take them.
"Grace!" Came Buffy's surprised voice. What was this? She was dead, Grace. How could she be right beside Buffy and dead at the same time?
"Don't do this," warned Angel, his voice full of love. Of coarse Connor and the demon were behind Grace, James, Buffy and Angel.
"But.but I killed you," Buffy pointed out confused. If she had killed him, then how was he standing in front of her?
"It was an accident. It wasn't your fault," assured Angel.
"It is my fault," protested Buffy. Of coarse it was her fault; she is the one that had the gun after all.
"Hush," demanded Angel. "I'm the one who should be sorry, James," insisted Angel. "You thought I stopped loving you, but I never did," he explained. "I loved you with my last breath. Shh.no more tears," Angel as he wiped away her tears. The couple leaned into each other and embraced themselves in an oh so passionate kiss. The kiss lasted for at least 5 minutes. The kiss resealed the love that James and Grace once had and with that, the spirits were free to go. And so they did; in a blinding flash of light, they released themselves from the abnormal people's bodies and went into the nothingness in the ceiling. As so many would say, maybe Buffy and Angel didn't realize the ghost were gone cause they continued their kiss until it was finished, even after they just stared.
"Angel." Buffy stated more than asked.
A growl escaped from Angelus's mouth. Angelus moved forward as to hug but quickly changed his action as to push her which he indeed succeeded to do so. Buffy stared dumbstruck as Angelus stormed out of the school.
"Well that's a bit mean," Connor pointed out. Obviously Angelus and Buffy couldn't hear him or the demon. "How is this suppose to make me like Angel better? Show me how he was without a soul and then I'll love him?"
"Uh.well.yeah, actually. Obviously he has a soul so you might want to think twice before you call him Angelus again," the demon stated in an all-know voice. That was getting on Connor's nerves also. As if to shimmer, the two were out of the school and into the alley once more. The alley that was filled with demons, were there demons because the leader felt insecure or were there demons because that's how much power the leader need; because this travel across all ages needed too much energy?
"Alright, Connor, you are free to go," the demon said in a what seemed as a disappointed voice.
"Why?" Connor asked. The question caught the leader, all powerful demon, off guard. Why? Because that is what you wanted! You've been bugging me about it and when I let you, you ask why! Kids these days.are so like the ones 1000 years ago. Somethings just never change.
"Because, you must. There's not enough energy for another trip. Oh, but don't worry, first I will let in on a secret then don't worry because I will find you when the trip must continue. "The secret is something that would hurt Angel darely. You have a choice, Connor. Tell Angel because he needs to know or don't tell him and he'll find out the hard way, there's no telling what would happen if he found out by Buffy, or even worst, Spike. Do you-"
"What is the secret?" Connor asked getting quite impatient; after all he has been out for nearly 2 hours and well slaying just shouldn't take that long. But hey, no sweat, he didn't live with Angel, so no one's there to care if he's gone.
"Oh, right, I nearly forgot," the demon said suddenly, sounding so human it was pathetic. Connor rolled his eyes, the only thing that made him resemble a normal teenager. "Buffy slept with Angel, that's how he lost his soul of coarse. Well first off I see un tidings in his future. Well I'm not the smartest demon so I have no idea what un tidings mean but Angel will lose his soul again. And that's not the one I want you to tell him. Buffy has slept with Spike. Angel sired Spike, well sort of; he sired Drusilla and Dru sired Spike, so it's all the same thing. Spike and Dru are evil of coarse. But recently a spell was cast and Spike has regained his soul. They've slept together quite a few times, not that Buffy's happy about it. But hey she was resurrected so there's bound to be things wrong with her. Now be on your way and you might consider telling Angel." When Connor just stood there the demon added, "Go on, it's way past your bedtime. Go on."
"You expect me to tell Angel that his first love slept with his creation after he left?" Connor asked.
"Yeah. Either that or he finds out from Buffy and that might not turn out too good." The demon knew Connor would turn his back on demons so he took action. In a blink of an eye all the demons vanished. Connor stood, debating whether to tell Angel or let him find out for himself.
Connor began to walk, slowly, like most teenagers do. He looked down, as if he didn't know his way around, anyways. When Connor removed his eyes from the ground, he found himself in front of the Hyperion Hotel, Angel's place. Shrugging the insecurity off he entered the hotel. Angel was behind the computer in the main lobby, or just where you stand as soon as you enter.
Connor looked down as if he were to inspect Angel's floor then he glanced back up to face Angel. "Angel. Buffy has slept with Spike."
The demon wished to show one last scene before he'd let Connor leave. But leaving was to be a strong word, for Connor wasn't really leaving when the demon will find him again to show more.
"Your father lost his soul. Not for long, 6 months at the most, but he did great damage in that time. Now, I want you to see what Buffy felt. This isn't what Buffy nor Angel felt at the time of coarse because they're possessed. Now, a little history for the junior-in college of coarse; At Sunnydale high, there was this dance called the Sadie Hawkins dance; well, on that very day, two murders were committed. One was of coarse a suicide, but the other one was nothing but an accident. A mere accident that should have never token place, coarse I would know that because I'm a demon and I get to see what everyone's life is suppose to turn out. Well there was love, between Grace and James; Grace the teacher and James the student. James wanted to go to the dance with her but she said that they wouldn't like it; teachers weren't supposed to be dating their students. That made James pretty angry, James pulled out a gun and insisted that he wasn't afraid to use it while he had no intension to do so. But when his anger rose, he pulled the trigger; it was an accident. But thanks to Buffy Summers and the most fearsome Angelus, the couple was able to work out what had happened and finally move on. Angelus however wasn't too happy, but hey, who cares he dies soon after, thanks to the amazing slayer, Buffy Summers." The demon sure did love to talk, which was beginning to get on Connors nerves. "Ah, right, I bet you're impatient to see how it all played out. Well fine then." With a wave of the hand, they were in the halls of Sunnydale high; Angel and Buffy were there. Buffy had her back to Angel, Angel looked perfect for the part of the most feared vampire in his time.
"You're the only one. The only person I can talk to," Buffy finally spoke. Sorrow clogged up her happy sarcastic tone.
"Gosh Buff. That's really pathetic," Angel said, a grin pulling on the corners of his mouth. Buffy turned around to face him; there was no play written on her face, she was telling no lie.
"You can't make me disappear just because you say it's over." Tears rolled down Buffy's face. She was totally into this, however this made Angelus all the more happy, or evil as most would say.
"Actually.I can." With ever step Angelus grew closer to Buffy. "In fact." Angelus froze, a shiver made him jerk. "I just want you to have some kind of normal life. We can never have that," Angelus's tone was neither his nor Angel's but a woman's.
Connor leaned in toward the demon as if they were friends. "Why does he sound like a sissy?" Connor asked with a snicker. Boys will be boys, category things as they were. But even this remake made the demon show a smile, and you and I both know demons or the undead aren't known to do that.
"Grace possessed him," answered the demon. "Buffy was here first, men get first take. It's better this way, Grace is killed, and Angel can't die."
"I don't give a damn about a normal life! I'm going crazy not seeing you. I think about you every minute." Buffy's voice had hardened. So many times before had James killed Grace, so many times had this been played, it must be played a different way this time.
Angel moved his hand forward, it fell softly onto Buffy's cheek, and only a woman could touch so soft and sincere as he had. "I know," Angel finally spoke. "But it's over. It has to be." Angel turned and began to run. Well not run more like jog slow enough for a person to catch up without a try.
"Come back here!" Buffy shouted at the speeding off Angel. Buffy began to chase Angel and soon pulled him to a halt while she shouting "We're not finished!" Buffy's eyes were filled with tears as so were Angel's. "You don't care anymore? Is that it?" Buffy asked searching for an answer.
Angel looked down; it looked quite unnatural for a tall man, more than a head and half taller than Buffy, sounding like a girl and crying, this had to make Connor laugh but never once made him accept his father any more than he had that morning. "It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter how I feel." Angel had to force the words out.
"Then tell me you don't love me! Say it!" Buffy leaned into Angel, like a man or boy would do so.
"Is that what you need to hear?" Angel straightened up, making him all the more taller than his former lover. "Will that help? I don't. Now let me go." Angel moves to the side attempting to slide away from Buffy or James, whoever it was.
"No." Buffy held tight to Angel's arms, making it hard to go. "A person doesn't just wake up and stop loving somebody!" Buffy let her grip slip from Angel and pulled out a gun instead. The gun was aimed forward, straight at Angel. "Love is forever. I'm not afraid to use it, I swear!" Buffy insured which made the slayer all the more unfamiliar looking. Slayers have no need for guns. "If I can't be with you." Buffy began.
"Oh, my god!" Angel whispered then turned and began running again.
"Don't walk away from me bitch!" Buffy shouted taking a step forward. Angel froze in his place, debating what to do next, coming to an agreement he took off running seconds later. Buffy put down the gun, obviously not wanting to use it, and began to chase him. Angel swiftly pulled open the double doors that stood in his way and entered onto the balcony. "Stop it! Stop it!" Buffy demanded as she followed. "Don't make me!" She bluffed. Connor took off running after them, appearing to be interested in what was about to happen.
Grace or Angel froze. They obeyed and turned around to face Buffy. "All right." Angel's voice softer, softer than Connor has ever heard it. "Just.you know you don't want to do this. Let's both just calm down. Now give me the gun," Grace ordered except in a much nicer way than James had.
"Don't!" Buffy shouted, seemingly unable to stay in one place, she bobbed from one foot to the other. "Don't do that, dammit! Don't talk to me like I'm some stupid-" Well Buffy would have finished of coarse, but she pulled the trigger, accidentally. The bullet hit Grace in the chest, missing the heart all together but landing in some other important organ that was greatly needed.
"James," breathed Angel. He cupped his hands over the wound but knew there was no chance for further life. With that lost hope, he let death have him. With a faint or kill, whichever it was, Angel fell back and over the side of the balcony. The shock look that had crossed James's face when the bullet found its mark was no longer there. It was long; now a sad horrible _expression took its place. James found himself walking to the music room. The school was abandoned so it really didn't matter where you killed someone but he still walked to the music room. Sliding her hands lightly, Buffy put on some music, an unusual song indeed, it owned the name of 'I only have Eyes for you." Buffy slowly drew the gun to her head. But midway a hand stopped her destiny. Buffy spun around and to her astonishment; it was the only person she ever had loved - Grace for James and Angel for Buffy. 4 lives were saved, although two only beheld the gift of life, the other two were free to move onto whatever was there to take them.
"Grace!" Came Buffy's surprised voice. What was this? She was dead, Grace. How could she be right beside Buffy and dead at the same time?
"Don't do this," warned Angel, his voice full of love. Of coarse Connor and the demon were behind Grace, James, Buffy and Angel.
"But.but I killed you," Buffy pointed out confused. If she had killed him, then how was he standing in front of her?
"It was an accident. It wasn't your fault," assured Angel.
"It is my fault," protested Buffy. Of coarse it was her fault; she is the one that had the gun after all.
"Hush," demanded Angel. "I'm the one who should be sorry, James," insisted Angel. "You thought I stopped loving you, but I never did," he explained. "I loved you with my last breath. Shh.no more tears," Angel as he wiped away her tears. The couple leaned into each other and embraced themselves in an oh so passionate kiss. The kiss lasted for at least 5 minutes. The kiss resealed the love that James and Grace once had and with that, the spirits were free to go. And so they did; in a blinding flash of light, they released themselves from the abnormal people's bodies and went into the nothingness in the ceiling. As so many would say, maybe Buffy and Angel didn't realize the ghost were gone cause they continued their kiss until it was finished, even after they just stared.
"Angel." Buffy stated more than asked.
A growl escaped from Angelus's mouth. Angelus moved forward as to hug but quickly changed his action as to push her which he indeed succeeded to do so. Buffy stared dumbstruck as Angelus stormed out of the school.
"Well that's a bit mean," Connor pointed out. Obviously Angelus and Buffy couldn't hear him or the demon. "How is this suppose to make me like Angel better? Show me how he was without a soul and then I'll love him?"
"Uh.well.yeah, actually. Obviously he has a soul so you might want to think twice before you call him Angelus again," the demon stated in an all-know voice. That was getting on Connor's nerves also. As if to shimmer, the two were out of the school and into the alley once more. The alley that was filled with demons, were there demons because the leader felt insecure or were there demons because that's how much power the leader need; because this travel across all ages needed too much energy?
"Alright, Connor, you are free to go," the demon said in a what seemed as a disappointed voice.
"Why?" Connor asked. The question caught the leader, all powerful demon, off guard. Why? Because that is what you wanted! You've been bugging me about it and when I let you, you ask why! Kids these days.are so like the ones 1000 years ago. Somethings just never change.
"Because, you must. There's not enough energy for another trip. Oh, but don't worry, first I will let in on a secret then don't worry because I will find you when the trip must continue. "The secret is something that would hurt Angel darely. You have a choice, Connor. Tell Angel because he needs to know or don't tell him and he'll find out the hard way, there's no telling what would happen if he found out by Buffy, or even worst, Spike. Do you-"
"What is the secret?" Connor asked getting quite impatient; after all he has been out for nearly 2 hours and well slaying just shouldn't take that long. But hey, no sweat, he didn't live with Angel, so no one's there to care if he's gone.
"Oh, right, I nearly forgot," the demon said suddenly, sounding so human it was pathetic. Connor rolled his eyes, the only thing that made him resemble a normal teenager. "Buffy slept with Angel, that's how he lost his soul of coarse. Well first off I see un tidings in his future. Well I'm not the smartest demon so I have no idea what un tidings mean but Angel will lose his soul again. And that's not the one I want you to tell him. Buffy has slept with Spike. Angel sired Spike, well sort of; he sired Drusilla and Dru sired Spike, so it's all the same thing. Spike and Dru are evil of coarse. But recently a spell was cast and Spike has regained his soul. They've slept together quite a few times, not that Buffy's happy about it. But hey she was resurrected so there's bound to be things wrong with her. Now be on your way and you might consider telling Angel." When Connor just stood there the demon added, "Go on, it's way past your bedtime. Go on."
"You expect me to tell Angel that his first love slept with his creation after he left?" Connor asked.
"Yeah. Either that or he finds out from Buffy and that might not turn out too good." The demon knew Connor would turn his back on demons so he took action. In a blink of an eye all the demons vanished. Connor stood, debating whether to tell Angel or let him find out for himself.
Connor began to walk, slowly, like most teenagers do. He looked down, as if he didn't know his way around, anyways. When Connor removed his eyes from the ground, he found himself in front of the Hyperion Hotel, Angel's place. Shrugging the insecurity off he entered the hotel. Angel was behind the computer in the main lobby, or just where you stand as soon as you enter.
Connor looked down as if he were to inspect Angel's floor then he glanced back up to face Angel. "Angel. Buffy has slept with Spike."