The untold story
Connor walked forward, until he was right beside Eve. Eve was shaking uncontrollably and there was this raggy looking man talking to her. Connor could make out what they were saying.
"Do you want a way out? I can give you think, all you have to do is get a taste of my blood and give me a taste of yours," the man mumbled.
"You've already got a way out?" Eve asked.
"Yes." The man rolled up a sleeve, bit into his arm the stretched it out for Eve. Eve made a face only a child would make. But she bent down and drunk from it. The man had to practically pull Eve away from his arm. He then moved closer to Eve, making her feel uncomfortable.
The man bent down and kissed Eve, disgusting Connor in the process. What scared Connor is that she kissed back and for a split second he thought they were going to do it right now. But when the kiss ended the man lowered to her neck. His face changed then he bit into her neck, making her jerk.
Connor already knew that Eve was a vampire, so obviously she must have been bitten at one time, but he never knew it was in a rusty old jail cell, he also never knew that she was accused of witchcraft. But then again, she could do the whole wicca thing.
When the man pulled away, his face quickly changed back to that of a human, letting Eve fall to the ground dead. "No one will notice you're dead, my dear," he assured Eve.
"You want to see her hanging?" The demon asked Connor. Connor nodded, staring at the dead body of his friend.
The shift blurred into an outside one. He was at the gallows and it was night, probably the following night. Connor stared forward noticing the people entering the outside ness.
Eve was the first one, she stepped up the stairs and accepted the nose. Her friend was right behind her and did the same. The others did the same too, but they held the fear of humanity in their eyes, Eve and her friend did not, they were not human.
Eve was the first to be hanged. She struggled for what seemed like a minute, then stopped, dead. Her friend did the same. The others struggled for 30 seconds. The crowd left, not bothering to cut them down. When only Connor and the demon remained, Eve took out her pocketknife and cut through the rope herself. When she was down she threw the knife and let her friend down too.
"You alright?" The man asked, straightening up.
"Never better," Eve answered. A sense of childness still remained, the friend saw that and hated it.
"Ready for your first kill?" Her friend asked her, more of a test than a hunger pain.
"You vamps always gotta be so persistent bout killing. Do you ever think bout how they feel?" Eve asked.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Her friend asked, his face morphing into one of a vampire.
"Well, that's an ugly do, and nothing's wrong with me. You know, I always did feel bad bout eatin' meat when I was alive. You see, you've got a fish and a person rips it open and you're suppose to eat it. How mean is that," Eve continued. Her friend held a disgusted look.
"What the hell? You're suppose to want to eat people," her friend snarled disgusted.
"Well that's a bad stereotype," Eve said. Eve turned to go but her friend grabbed her by the shoulder and slammed her against the gallows. He gave out a punch, catching Eve in the jaw and making her head snap back. But she recovered quickly and ducked his next blow.
Eve ducked another punch, went underneath his out sprung arm and straightened up behind him. Her friend spun around. Eve's friend threw attacks at her but she blocked every single one. Then threw her own attack, she did a spinning back hook kick, knocking him to the ground. While he was on his knees she threw two roundhouse kicks at him, knocking him back onto his back.
"Now I must be going," Eve said, giving up. She turned and walked away. Before her friend could stop her, she disappeared.
"Remember the first you met her?" The demon asked, not expecting an answer. The scene shifted to a warehouse. 10 or so vampires were there.
Eve enters and all heads turn to her. A vampire comes at her but she shoves a stake into it's heart before it could do anything else. She then pulls the stake out, letting the vampire dust. She threw the stake at another vampire, dusting it.
Eve bent to the ground and picked up a battle ax that she had dropped. Instead of throwing the ax she walks further into the warehouse, toward the vampires. Eve cuts off a vampire's head then throws the ax at another vampire, cutting off it's head along with three other vampires that stood behind. The ax got caught in the wall behind them.
Eve blocks a swing from a vampire and returns a spinning kick, knocking it away from her. She pulls out two stakes, throws them at two vampires, dusting them. Eve pulls out another stake and dust the one near her then throws that stake at an oncoming vampire.
Eve stood back, noticing that there was only one left. "Cool," Eve staid walking up to it. "Feeling cold?" Eve asked when they were face to face. "Well here, let me heat you up." She placed her hand on the vampire's forearm, the vampire caught on fire and burst into flames.
Connor grabbed Eve by the arm and slammed her against the wall, turning her to face him. "You're a vampire," he spat. He had a cross bow aimed at her heart. Eve shifted uncomfortably.
"Wow, you good." Well he was, after all she hadn't revealed her demon face yet. "And you're the destroyer, nice to meet you, maybe some time I can get your autograph."
Connor gave her a death glare. "And you're father's Angel and you're mother's darla, yeah, glade we know each other. Since we've got no further business--"
"Who are you?" Connor interrupted.
"Eve." With that Eve snapped her fingers and turned into a bat. She began to fly away but Connor grabbed it by the neck and slammed it against the wall again. Eve turned back to a vampire and frowned.
She threw her hand forward and knocked the crossbow out of Connor's hands. Eve grabbed Connor and threw him against the wall then took the position he had, she got in front of him, pulling out a gun and putting it to his head.
"Vampires don't use guns," Connor said.
"Yeah, well they also don't turn into bats," Eve agreed.
"What are you?" Connor asked confused.
"Well duh, I'm a vampire. And a witch with a lil taste of human in me. Now before you so rudely tried to kill me, I killed some vamps, helped out this retarded world. I think you need to be taught a lesson, like don't judge a book by its cover." Eve lowered her gun. "Obviously I dun judge people, otherwise you would already be dead. Since your father was like the greatest threat to vampires and humans together. With the exception of me, you know," Eve gloated.
Connor liked her. She was sarcastic and nice and a vampire. Well he hated the vampire part but anyways.
"You were a killer too," Connor said.
"There you go stereotypin'. No, I never killed, although was killed. 5 times," Eve said as if she was proud.
"How can you be a vampire and not kill?" Connor asked.
"Not quite sure. No really. My friend saw the whole vamping and did a spell. I'm not cursed. And if I was, I'd probably act the same way," Eve answered.
The scene changed and Connor was back at the hospital. He frowned at his surroundings.
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"I'm proud of you Angel. You took on a full grown manticore, very good," Eve said clapping.
Angel wanted to say something but he decided against it.
Angel turned and walked up the stairs, up to his room, his bed. He stopped at the door of his room, Buffy was sitting on his bed.
"Buffy," Angel whispered. Buffy looked up then smiled. Angel walked in and sat beside her.
"Angel, we've done this thousands of times, us saying we can't be together, it hurts," Buffy said, softly.
"I know," Angel agreed. But even as he admitted it, he didn't want it to be true. Angel bent and the two kissed. A nice, long passionate kiss. When times were rough, all they had to do was kiss, and it'll be all better.
"I love you, Angel," Buffy whispered before their lips met again for another passionate kiss.
Connor walked forward, until he was right beside Eve. Eve was shaking uncontrollably and there was this raggy looking man talking to her. Connor could make out what they were saying.
"Do you want a way out? I can give you think, all you have to do is get a taste of my blood and give me a taste of yours," the man mumbled.
"You've already got a way out?" Eve asked.
"Yes." The man rolled up a sleeve, bit into his arm the stretched it out for Eve. Eve made a face only a child would make. But she bent down and drunk from it. The man had to practically pull Eve away from his arm. He then moved closer to Eve, making her feel uncomfortable.
The man bent down and kissed Eve, disgusting Connor in the process. What scared Connor is that she kissed back and for a split second he thought they were going to do it right now. But when the kiss ended the man lowered to her neck. His face changed then he bit into her neck, making her jerk.
Connor already knew that Eve was a vampire, so obviously she must have been bitten at one time, but he never knew it was in a rusty old jail cell, he also never knew that she was accused of witchcraft. But then again, she could do the whole wicca thing.
When the man pulled away, his face quickly changed back to that of a human, letting Eve fall to the ground dead. "No one will notice you're dead, my dear," he assured Eve.
"You want to see her hanging?" The demon asked Connor. Connor nodded, staring at the dead body of his friend.
The shift blurred into an outside one. He was at the gallows and it was night, probably the following night. Connor stared forward noticing the people entering the outside ness.
Eve was the first one, she stepped up the stairs and accepted the nose. Her friend was right behind her and did the same. The others did the same too, but they held the fear of humanity in their eyes, Eve and her friend did not, they were not human.
Eve was the first to be hanged. She struggled for what seemed like a minute, then stopped, dead. Her friend did the same. The others struggled for 30 seconds. The crowd left, not bothering to cut them down. When only Connor and the demon remained, Eve took out her pocketknife and cut through the rope herself. When she was down she threw the knife and let her friend down too.
"You alright?" The man asked, straightening up.
"Never better," Eve answered. A sense of childness still remained, the friend saw that and hated it.
"Ready for your first kill?" Her friend asked her, more of a test than a hunger pain.
"You vamps always gotta be so persistent bout killing. Do you ever think bout how they feel?" Eve asked.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Her friend asked, his face morphing into one of a vampire.
"Well, that's an ugly do, and nothing's wrong with me. You know, I always did feel bad bout eatin' meat when I was alive. You see, you've got a fish and a person rips it open and you're suppose to eat it. How mean is that," Eve continued. Her friend held a disgusted look.
"What the hell? You're suppose to want to eat people," her friend snarled disgusted.
"Well that's a bad stereotype," Eve said. Eve turned to go but her friend grabbed her by the shoulder and slammed her against the gallows. He gave out a punch, catching Eve in the jaw and making her head snap back. But she recovered quickly and ducked his next blow.
Eve ducked another punch, went underneath his out sprung arm and straightened up behind him. Her friend spun around. Eve's friend threw attacks at her but she blocked every single one. Then threw her own attack, she did a spinning back hook kick, knocking him to the ground. While he was on his knees she threw two roundhouse kicks at him, knocking him back onto his back.
"Now I must be going," Eve said, giving up. She turned and walked away. Before her friend could stop her, she disappeared.
"Remember the first you met her?" The demon asked, not expecting an answer. The scene shifted to a warehouse. 10 or so vampires were there.
Eve enters and all heads turn to her. A vampire comes at her but she shoves a stake into it's heart before it could do anything else. She then pulls the stake out, letting the vampire dust. She threw the stake at another vampire, dusting it.
Eve bent to the ground and picked up a battle ax that she had dropped. Instead of throwing the ax she walks further into the warehouse, toward the vampires. Eve cuts off a vampire's head then throws the ax at another vampire, cutting off it's head along with three other vampires that stood behind. The ax got caught in the wall behind them.
Eve blocks a swing from a vampire and returns a spinning kick, knocking it away from her. She pulls out two stakes, throws them at two vampires, dusting them. Eve pulls out another stake and dust the one near her then throws that stake at an oncoming vampire.
Eve stood back, noticing that there was only one left. "Cool," Eve staid walking up to it. "Feeling cold?" Eve asked when they were face to face. "Well here, let me heat you up." She placed her hand on the vampire's forearm, the vampire caught on fire and burst into flames.
Connor grabbed Eve by the arm and slammed her against the wall, turning her to face him. "You're a vampire," he spat. He had a cross bow aimed at her heart. Eve shifted uncomfortably.
"Wow, you good." Well he was, after all she hadn't revealed her demon face yet. "And you're the destroyer, nice to meet you, maybe some time I can get your autograph."
Connor gave her a death glare. "And you're father's Angel and you're mother's darla, yeah, glade we know each other. Since we've got no further business--"
"Who are you?" Connor interrupted.
"Eve." With that Eve snapped her fingers and turned into a bat. She began to fly away but Connor grabbed it by the neck and slammed it against the wall again. Eve turned back to a vampire and frowned.
She threw her hand forward and knocked the crossbow out of Connor's hands. Eve grabbed Connor and threw him against the wall then took the position he had, she got in front of him, pulling out a gun and putting it to his head.
"Vampires don't use guns," Connor said.
"Yeah, well they also don't turn into bats," Eve agreed.
"What are you?" Connor asked confused.
"Well duh, I'm a vampire. And a witch with a lil taste of human in me. Now before you so rudely tried to kill me, I killed some vamps, helped out this retarded world. I think you need to be taught a lesson, like don't judge a book by its cover." Eve lowered her gun. "Obviously I dun judge people, otherwise you would already be dead. Since your father was like the greatest threat to vampires and humans together. With the exception of me, you know," Eve gloated.
Connor liked her. She was sarcastic and nice and a vampire. Well he hated the vampire part but anyways.
"You were a killer too," Connor said.
"There you go stereotypin'. No, I never killed, although was killed. 5 times," Eve said as if she was proud.
"How can you be a vampire and not kill?" Connor asked.
"Not quite sure. No really. My friend saw the whole vamping and did a spell. I'm not cursed. And if I was, I'd probably act the same way," Eve answered.
The scene changed and Connor was back at the hospital. He frowned at his surroundings.
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"I'm proud of you Angel. You took on a full grown manticore, very good," Eve said clapping.
Angel wanted to say something but he decided against it.
Angel turned and walked up the stairs, up to his room, his bed. He stopped at the door of his room, Buffy was sitting on his bed.
"Buffy," Angel whispered. Buffy looked up then smiled. Angel walked in and sat beside her.
"Angel, we've done this thousands of times, us saying we can't be together, it hurts," Buffy said, softly.
"I know," Angel agreed. But even as he admitted it, he didn't want it to be true. Angel bent and the two kissed. A nice, long passionate kiss. When times were rough, all they had to do was kiss, and it'll be all better.
"I love you, Angel," Buffy whispered before their lips met again for another passionate kiss.