Angel's Destiny

By: M14Mouse

Disclaimer: Don't own them

Summary: Angel finds his destiny.

A week ago, I was attacked by The First. Every night, I had nightmares of the past. The First's attack almost drove me mad. It almost made me kill Buffy and myself. I try so hard to forget the guilt and the pain. I know it wouldn't be that simple. Tonight, I was going to visit an old friend. Someone tried to save my life and my soul even if I killed her.

THE GRAVEYARD

I walk though the graves. I wonder who was truly dead and who will become part of the undead. I shook my head. I have no time think about that. I have a job to do. As I walk to her grave, my knees become weak and tears rolled down my cheeks. I couldn't do this. I am not ready. I turn to walk away. No, I must do this for my sake. I turn to her grave.

The engraving was so simple, yet so true.

JANNA CALENDER 1968-1998

A GREAT FRIEND

A GREAT TEACHER

REST IN PEACE

"I hope you have found your peace, Janna." I said as I laid a flower on her grave. "Came to say I am sorry. I know you cannot forgive me, but all I can say is sorry. I have pay for it a hundred folds. I went to hell and I know there will be no redemption for me." I said. "Good-bye, Janna." I turn to walk away. A light breeze thought the trees and fog gather around the grave. An image of Janna rose from the fog.

"I forgive you a long time ago, Angel." Janna said.

I turn around. I saw her. "Why are you here, the First? Have not you done enough damage?" I said angrily.

"I am not the First. I am here to warn the First. I am here to warn you about the First." she said simply. "The First is completely evil and only you can stop it. You have the powers to stop It." she said.

"How I am going to stop it and what powers?" I said. I was in shock.

"I don't know, but it wants you dead. You have a hundred days to make a decision that decides the fate of the world. I have little time, Angel." Janna said.

"I am sorry." I said.

"You must let go of your past or your past will defeat you. Please tell

Giles, I love him, but he must go on with life. Farewell and good-luck" She said as she disappears into the fog.

As I walk home, I remember what she said. Thanks, Janna for everything.

You think this end. I got news for you. I don't so.

Part 2 on the Way.