HUNTER
NOTE: I do not own the Angel/Buffy characters or anything like that but I do own Blake and any others that I make up.A/N: YES! I'm back. I'm finally back! Did you guys miss me? Sorry I was gone but now I'm back and so is Blake. Enjoy!
CHAPTER 6
Blake went back to his place after he and Donny finished off the food. Blake quickly got into bed. The wound on his arm did not bother him. The scars were healing rather quickly. It did not take long for Blake to fall asleep.
*Dream*
B. Hunter cradled the baby in her arms in the laboratory. J. Hunter walked up and put his arm around her. He pulled the bundle the baby was wrapped in from in front of his face. The baby looked so peaceful, just sleeping, without a care in the world. Suddenly the head of genetics stormed in. Both Hunters looked at the other doctor.
"You both have done well in this experiment. We value what you have done," he said.
"Thank you," said J. Hunter. He smiled.
"But it is time for the specimen to undergo more tests and treatments."
B. Hunter's eyes grew wide. "What? That was never mentioned."
"Well, it was also never thought of. But with the skills and abilities inside of this specimen," the head of genetics looked down at the baby, "it can prove very useful to our cause."
"What cause?" B. Hunter demanded. "You can't take an innocent life and use it for your own purposes."
"Oh, but I can. And further more, Mrs. Hunter, it's not exactly a life. It's a created experiment. Now hand him over." B. Hunter clung to the baby. "Dr. Hunter, talk to your wife. Tell her to give us the baby."
"Please," said J. Hunter. "Can you give us a moment?"
"Fine," the other doctor agreed. He left out of the lab.
B. Hunter turned to her husband. "Darling, we can't honestly give him up. They're trying something. I can feel it. This child was created from both of us. He is ours not there's. We can't let them harm him."
"I know, honey. And we won't," her husband assured her. "We won't let anyone hurt this child." He put his hand on the bald headed of the baby. "Not now or ever."
*Dream end*
Blake felt himself being pulled out of his dream. He awoke quickly. Blake released a deep breath and ran a hand through his hair. What was going on? He looked around. All he could see was the darkness of his studio apartment. The young man left out his apartment building quickly. Blake put on his helmet and rode off on his motorcycle.
Donny heard pounding at his front door. Yawning, he left his room and went through the large apartment. Donny was surprised to see Blake on the other side of the door, looking quite angry.
"Blake? What's wrong?" Donny asked.
"Pack a bag," said Blake. "We're going for a ride."
A/N: OK, what's his problem? Come on. You're all wondering. You know you are. Anyway, please review.
