Chapter Three:
Three Days later. . .
"How odd." Angel muttered, "It looks like something ate it." He was crouched over a dead vampire.
"Can we just go now?" The dark haired woman beside him asked, "All this blood is grossing me out. I thought we were out to find information."
"I'll be right back. I need to check something." With that Angel walked off into the night.
"Cordelia," Doyle said with an Irish accent, "There is a demon whose killed a vampire, two humans, and one chaotic demon from hell. I think this is important."
"Who cares you two slay, I keep your financial situation in order." She groaned, "Can we please go. This wind is ruining my hair, and a future star can hardly be seen in an alley like this."
"Right, somewhere out here is a psychic, who knows you'll be a famous porn star later in life and is stalking you now in order to expose you later."
"Excuse me, but I would never do porn."
"Like you haven't let people take nude pictures of you."
"I have not!" Cordelia cried indignantly.
"Well, a slut often has these experiences."
"Why you little worm! How dare you call me a slut?"
"Slut." Doyle taunted.
Cordelia was about to respond with something less than polite when a laughing voice disturbed them.
Raksha had been avidly listening to the human, and the something, she wasn't quite sure what, argue. The something looked rather appetizing. The human didn't look to bad either. But she had just eaten, maybe she could play with them for a while.
"Now, now, children." Her voice said, in a perfect imitation of a mother, "If you two continue to fight I'll have to separate you."
"Who asked you?" Cordelia demanded, forgetting about Doyle.
Raksha eyed her coldly, dark brown hair, brown eyes and that 'I'm too perfect' look. She annoyed Raksha. "Be careful what you say." Raksha warned, her voice back to its normal cool, a hard dangerous look in her, currently, red eyes. Cordelia took a step back.
"Who are you?" Doyle asked.
"No one in particular." Raksha went back to being friendly so quickly Cordelia wondered if the dangerous look was ever there. "Just passing by." She looked at the dead body with only mild interest; it had been her dinner. "Why are you here?"
"We're, ah, looking for my lipstick." Cordelia lied.
"Oh," Raksha looked innocent, "Why would it be in this dark, scary ally?"
"Ummmm…. It ah…. Rolled away." Cordelia said suddenly.
"How interesting." Raksha stepped up to Cordelia; "Do you always lie so badly?" She was bored of this girl already.
"Now maybe you should be going." Doyle said stepping up beside Cordelia.
"I'll work on you later." Raksha absently said as she casually backhanded him, sending him into a wall.
"How did you…?"
"Shut up and die." Raksha reached out to break her neck. It had been a surprisingly long time since she'd done that.
Something hit her hard in the ribs. Shocked, she stepped back. There stood a very good-looking vampire. One from her past.
"Angelus." Raksha smiled, a bit puzzled "Is this one yours?"
"No." He seemed indecisive.
"I don't get it." She looked at him, "Are you using her for something?"
"No, she's my friend." Angel said softly, moving between the two.
"Your friend?" Raksha repeated doubtfully.
"Yes, and I won't let you hurt her."
"Why, she's irritating as hell. Why would you-" Raksha looked closely at Angel, "Damn it. You've got a soul. I thought you were back to being soul-less."
"I have a soul still."
"That must suck." One look from Angle told her he thought otherwise. Raksha groaned, "Don't tell me you've gone and started protecting humans from the 'evils' of the world."
"Raksha, there is more to life then just hunting, and killing."
"How very true. There is also the pleasure of toying with people's minds."
"Raksha, you need to grow up."
"Never!" Raksha cried laughing, "I'll leave you and you new pet now. I hope I didn't hurt your, whatever that is." She looked towards Doyle who was sort of standing.
"Wait!" Angel said, but Raksha was already gone.
