Author's Note 2: Thank you for the couple of nice reviews and I hope some of you will read the rest of the story.
Rating: PG-13
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~Chapter One: Consequenses?~
Darla smiled and her face changed to it's demonic visage, "Miss me, precious?"
Angel was in a trance at the sight before him, Drusilla and Darla were looking straight back at him and he was truly scared for the first time in a long while.
Wesley was skeptical, but before he could say anything, Lilah stepped out from the shadows, a smile gracing the menacing look on her face.
She approached the ex-watcher, "You didn't think I'd actually *stay* dead, did you, Wes?"
Angel and Wesley continued to stare at the women in front of them, still shell-shocked.
Cordelia knew she should've used the opportunity to run, but couldn't help the fact that she was *never* expecting this to happen. "What the hell are these psychos here for? And how?" She was ignored, except by Fred, who had put her gun down to stare and now held it pointed at Cordy again.
"Ah, Cordelia. Pregnant?" Lilah raised her eyebrows a bit, then she turned back to Wesley, still walking closer to him until she was standing only a foot a way.
Angel turned his attention to them for a moment before Darla and Dru, their arms locked, walked towards one of their few remaining master vampiric relatives.
He backed away a little before he found he was trapped by Darla, who had left Drusilla's side while he was distracted by the thought of escaping. She grabbed his shoulders, and when he tried to pull away, she pulled his back against her chest and wrapped her arm around his stomach.
"Uh-uh, you've been a bad boy, Angel," she paused as Drusilla got ever closer.
The insane vampiress smiled, "It's time for the consequences of being a bad daddy. Right, Grandma?"
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Author's Note 3: After this has been up for an hour, I will be removing Artemisia's review. Please review the *actual* started story now, but if Artemisia is reading this 'Say something *nice* or don't say anything at all.' Also, I'm putting chapter two up also becauseI know this one is short too.
Rating: PG-13
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~Chapter One: Consequenses?~
Darla smiled and her face changed to it's demonic visage, "Miss me, precious?"
Angel was in a trance at the sight before him, Drusilla and Darla were looking straight back at him and he was truly scared for the first time in a long while.
Wesley was skeptical, but before he could say anything, Lilah stepped out from the shadows, a smile gracing the menacing look on her face.
She approached the ex-watcher, "You didn't think I'd actually *stay* dead, did you, Wes?"
Angel and Wesley continued to stare at the women in front of them, still shell-shocked.
Cordelia knew she should've used the opportunity to run, but couldn't help the fact that she was *never* expecting this to happen. "What the hell are these psychos here for? And how?" She was ignored, except by Fred, who had put her gun down to stare and now held it pointed at Cordy again.
"Ah, Cordelia. Pregnant?" Lilah raised her eyebrows a bit, then she turned back to Wesley, still walking closer to him until she was standing only a foot a way.
Angel turned his attention to them for a moment before Darla and Dru, their arms locked, walked towards one of their few remaining master vampiric relatives.
He backed away a little before he found he was trapped by Darla, who had left Drusilla's side while he was distracted by the thought of escaping. She grabbed his shoulders, and when he tried to pull away, she pulled his back against her chest and wrapped her arm around his stomach.
"Uh-uh, you've been a bad boy, Angel," she paused as Drusilla got ever closer.
The insane vampiress smiled, "It's time for the consequences of being a bad daddy. Right, Grandma?"
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Author's Note 3: After this has been up for an hour, I will be removing Artemisia's review. Please review the *actual* started story now, but if Artemisia is reading this 'Say something *nice* or don't say anything at all.' Also, I'm putting chapter two up also becauseI know this one is short too.