Step into Another World
A/N: This is what I have planned so far so that you wont have to ask in your review: Doyle, Angel, Wesley, Gunn, Lindsey, Lilah, Darla, Cordelia, and Fred. This should be fun.
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Gunn
My sister has been dead for quiet some time now. But still there is not a day that goes by that I don't think about her. I keep thinking, what if I had just listened to Wesley. just listened to the one armed man who told me he could save me and her if I gave him the chance. But of course I was too stubborn to think of my sisters future. I couldn't help thinking at my life was already over. That we had to save people, that it was our duty. But it wasn't her duty. I got her killed.
But now its my chance to amend. Amend for my sister's death. I will.
So I came back to this old building. The building, apartment building, that Wesley and Angel worked in. Wesley took care of Angel. but not in a gay way. Angel went crazy months before I had even come here.
I feel sorry for him. True, he is a vampire. But he didn't ask for it. And he is trying to make amends. Like me. Or at least I think he is. Sometimes I think he doesn't even know who he is. Sometimes he thinks he is just an ordinary man who sees a vampire, himself. And he tries to him. Tries to stop himself from all the things he has done wrong. But he doesn't know.
Sometimes he thinks that Doyle, his old chum, is still alive. I see him talking in an empty room. I try and listen. Its always the same. He tells the air that he's sorry. He didn't mean for it to go that way. He's sorry that he couldn't save him and he's glad that he came back.
And sometimes he thinks he is Doyle. He goes on and on about his ex wife, and Cordelia, and these Oracles, and The Powers That Be. When he talks as Doyle he has an Irish accent. I sometimes think that he's reliving the past of his friendship. But when I asked about the things Angel said to Wesley, he tells me that Cordelia is somebody from their past. A girl. Preppy, rich, a beautiful. I asked if he was in love with her. But his heart belonged to a slayer, Buffy.
Wesley says that he doesn't know if Angel ever even noticed this Cordelia. But she exists. And everyday he continues to talk in that Irish accent screaming her name.
Today I found out who she was. She's a knock out. An actress. She has her own show called "Cordy!" Wesley and I sat down to watch the episode. We hardly sit down and talk. It's usually all work and no play. But we aren't busy.
He tells me that they shared a romance. I don't believe it. But he swears on it. So I guess I have to. He's never lied before.
The show sucks. The acting is horrible, the plot is idiotic, but the leading chick is hott.
But just as the how ends, as if on cue, Angel sobs in pain. A vision hits. Wes and I jolt from the living room to Angel's white solitary room. He cries for help.
"Lawyers bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad." Angel cried. Wesley runs to him and shakes him.
"Angel tell us what is happening. What do you see?"
"Wolfram and Hart. Bad. Bad."
"Angel!" I yell.
" She's back. She's back. She's back. She's back."
"Angel, you need to calm down. Who's back? And what does Wolfram and Hart have to do with it?"
We know Wolfram and Hart. They're bad news. We haven't had much contact, except with two really annoying lawyers. Lindsey and Lilah. One is a push over and the other is a complete bitch. They deal with cases that have anything to do with evil. But not like us. They're on the side of evil.
And they're powerful. Rich and powerful.
"She's back. No not yet. She'll BE back. No not yet. No. No. No." The he looks me straight in the eyes. It kills me. He has never looked directly at me. I don't think I've seen him look directly at Wesley. His eyes are so empty. I think he's missing something. Something in his life is gone. "Please help me. Please stop them. She'll be back. Please. Please. Please. Please."
He goes on. He's done telling us what we need to know. He'll continue to talk until we help him. Every job is the same. He tells us what to do and we do it. It usually is always the same. So why did he have to look at me with the hurt in those empty eyes and tell me that he need help? Why did he have to ruin it all? 'Please help me' Those words will haunt me until I finish this.
I will help him. I will make amends.
A/N: This is what I have planned so far so that you wont have to ask in your review: Doyle, Angel, Wesley, Gunn, Lindsey, Lilah, Darla, Cordelia, and Fred. This should be fun.
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Gunn
My sister has been dead for quiet some time now. But still there is not a day that goes by that I don't think about her. I keep thinking, what if I had just listened to Wesley. just listened to the one armed man who told me he could save me and her if I gave him the chance. But of course I was too stubborn to think of my sisters future. I couldn't help thinking at my life was already over. That we had to save people, that it was our duty. But it wasn't her duty. I got her killed.
But now its my chance to amend. Amend for my sister's death. I will.
So I came back to this old building. The building, apartment building, that Wesley and Angel worked in. Wesley took care of Angel. but not in a gay way. Angel went crazy months before I had even come here.
I feel sorry for him. True, he is a vampire. But he didn't ask for it. And he is trying to make amends. Like me. Or at least I think he is. Sometimes I think he doesn't even know who he is. Sometimes he thinks he is just an ordinary man who sees a vampire, himself. And he tries to him. Tries to stop himself from all the things he has done wrong. But he doesn't know.
Sometimes he thinks that Doyle, his old chum, is still alive. I see him talking in an empty room. I try and listen. Its always the same. He tells the air that he's sorry. He didn't mean for it to go that way. He's sorry that he couldn't save him and he's glad that he came back.
And sometimes he thinks he is Doyle. He goes on and on about his ex wife, and Cordelia, and these Oracles, and The Powers That Be. When he talks as Doyle he has an Irish accent. I sometimes think that he's reliving the past of his friendship. But when I asked about the things Angel said to Wesley, he tells me that Cordelia is somebody from their past. A girl. Preppy, rich, a beautiful. I asked if he was in love with her. But his heart belonged to a slayer, Buffy.
Wesley says that he doesn't know if Angel ever even noticed this Cordelia. But she exists. And everyday he continues to talk in that Irish accent screaming her name.
Today I found out who she was. She's a knock out. An actress. She has her own show called "Cordy!" Wesley and I sat down to watch the episode. We hardly sit down and talk. It's usually all work and no play. But we aren't busy.
He tells me that they shared a romance. I don't believe it. But he swears on it. So I guess I have to. He's never lied before.
The show sucks. The acting is horrible, the plot is idiotic, but the leading chick is hott.
But just as the how ends, as if on cue, Angel sobs in pain. A vision hits. Wes and I jolt from the living room to Angel's white solitary room. He cries for help.
"Lawyers bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad." Angel cried. Wesley runs to him and shakes him.
"Angel tell us what is happening. What do you see?"
"Wolfram and Hart. Bad. Bad."
"Angel!" I yell.
" She's back. She's back. She's back. She's back."
"Angel, you need to calm down. Who's back? And what does Wolfram and Hart have to do with it?"
We know Wolfram and Hart. They're bad news. We haven't had much contact, except with two really annoying lawyers. Lindsey and Lilah. One is a push over and the other is a complete bitch. They deal with cases that have anything to do with evil. But not like us. They're on the side of evil.
And they're powerful. Rich and powerful.
"She's back. No not yet. She'll BE back. No not yet. No. No. No." The he looks me straight in the eyes. It kills me. He has never looked directly at me. I don't think I've seen him look directly at Wesley. His eyes are so empty. I think he's missing something. Something in his life is gone. "Please help me. Please stop them. She'll be back. Please. Please. Please. Please."
He goes on. He's done telling us what we need to know. He'll continue to talk until we help him. Every job is the same. He tells us what to do and we do it. It usually is always the same. So why did he have to look at me with the hurt in those empty eyes and tell me that he need help? Why did he have to ruin it all? 'Please help me' Those words will haunt me until I finish this.
I will help him. I will make amends.