Title- Switching
By- Kirstee
Timeline- Set after Buffy "The Killer In Me" and Angel "Soulless"
Disclaimer- I own none of these characters. They belong to Joss Whedon and his Co. I wish they were mine. That would be cool.
Summary- The Angel gang searches frantically for a spell that will return Angel's soul, while some weird things are going on over at the Summers residence. Buffy/Angel crossover.
"Mmm, Fresh Meat" Angelus said as the girls closed the door. The he remembered what had happened before he had blacked out for the second time. He wasn't Angel, He wasn't Angelus, he was...Spike? He still felt the evilness that was Angelus inside him, so it was obviously only the outer shell that had changed. It had to be that little spell.
"Knew they couldn't do anything right" he said and chuckled. He could take advantage of this little mistake. First he had to figure out where he was, Hell he could be in China for all he knew. But the 2 girls that had come down earlier had spoken English. Also they didn't seem too phased by having a brutal killer chained up in the basement. He tried to calculate when the sun would be coming up, that is if time hadn't changed when the spell happened. So he thought the sun would be coming up for at least another hour. What to do, what to do he thought. As his eyes were roaming around he caught site of something that had escaped him the first time he had looked round this tiny little basement. There they were sitting on top of a beaten file cabinet, a tiny sliver of silver. The key that would unlock his chains.
He tried to maneuver himself over to them, but it was useless. Whoever had locked him up had purposely put the key out of his reach. After many minutes of trying he threw himself back on the tiny bed and looked towards the window. The sun was rising. He was right about the time then. He tuned his ears to the upstairs where he heard rustling and voices. He caught snippets of conversation.
"--are the strawberries?"
"Get out of the bathroom!"
"Those are my pants!"
They all sounded like girls voices to his ears. He then heard the basement door creak slowly open. Footsteps came down the stairs one at a time. Angelus licked his lips at the idea of a potential meal. He saw two sneakers standing on the steps, then as they walked further down the person came into view. When the person was finally down the stairs, she looked towards him. Angelus was stunned. There standing in front of him was Buffy the Vampire Slayer.
By- Kirstee
Timeline- Set after Buffy "The Killer In Me" and Angel "Soulless"
Disclaimer- I own none of these characters. They belong to Joss Whedon and his Co. I wish they were mine. That would be cool.
Summary- The Angel gang searches frantically for a spell that will return Angel's soul, while some weird things are going on over at the Summers residence. Buffy/Angel crossover.
"Mmm, Fresh Meat" Angelus said as the girls closed the door. The he remembered what had happened before he had blacked out for the second time. He wasn't Angel, He wasn't Angelus, he was...Spike? He still felt the evilness that was Angelus inside him, so it was obviously only the outer shell that had changed. It had to be that little spell.
"Knew they couldn't do anything right" he said and chuckled. He could take advantage of this little mistake. First he had to figure out where he was, Hell he could be in China for all he knew. But the 2 girls that had come down earlier had spoken English. Also they didn't seem too phased by having a brutal killer chained up in the basement. He tried to calculate when the sun would be coming up, that is if time hadn't changed when the spell happened. So he thought the sun would be coming up for at least another hour. What to do, what to do he thought. As his eyes were roaming around he caught site of something that had escaped him the first time he had looked round this tiny little basement. There they were sitting on top of a beaten file cabinet, a tiny sliver of silver. The key that would unlock his chains.
He tried to maneuver himself over to them, but it was useless. Whoever had locked him up had purposely put the key out of his reach. After many minutes of trying he threw himself back on the tiny bed and looked towards the window. The sun was rising. He was right about the time then. He tuned his ears to the upstairs where he heard rustling and voices. He caught snippets of conversation.
"--are the strawberries?"
"Get out of the bathroom!"
"Those are my pants!"
They all sounded like girls voices to his ears. He then heard the basement door creak slowly open. Footsteps came down the stairs one at a time. Angelus licked his lips at the idea of a potential meal. He saw two sneakers standing on the steps, then as they walked further down the person came into view. When the person was finally down the stairs, she looked towards him. Angelus was stunned. There standing in front of him was Buffy the Vampire Slayer.