THE REAL CONNNOR
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from Charmed or Angel
Rating: PG 13
Chapter 1
It was a warm, clear night, just after 2:00 A.M., in San Francisco. The teenage
boy noticed none of this. Hungry, dehydrated, and exhausted, he stumbled down
Presscott street near collapse. With the last of his fading strength, the boy saw a
Large, brick house. Reaching the porch, he simply collapsed.
The Next Morning..
It was 7:00 A.M. in San Francisco, and, as usual, things were hectic in the
Halliwell Manor. Piper was around, making a fancy breakfast no one would have
Time to eat. Pheobe was late for work again so she just had time for a cup of
coffee before running out the door. Paige was sleeping in, exhausted after a busy
night with this week's boyfriend. Only Leo and Piper, having no lives, had time
for breakfast. Pheobe, on her way out the door, stooped suddenly and screamed.
"Leo! Piper! Paige! Get over here!" They came running, then stopped and stared.
There on the porch, either asleep or unconscious, was a teenage boy about 15 or16
years old. Carrying him inside, they put him on the couch. "Leo, heal him" Piper
commanded."
"How do we know he's not a demon? He could attack as soon as he wakes up."
"Leo, he's a kid, and anyway, if he's a demon, you won't be able to heal him."
Leo couldn't think of a comeback, so he just started healing the boy. It worked
Perfectly. "see?" Piper said smugly. The boy sat up suddenly, eyes narrowed in
Mistrust.
Chapter 2
Several hours later, the boy, who's name he said was Connor, from L.A.,
Had gotten over his mistrust and was telling them his story: that his mom was
Dead, and his dad was an abusive vampire named Angel. Angel wouldn't
Stop telling him about how when he was a baby, he'd saved his life when a guy
Named Holtz had tried to kidnap him. When he tried to interrupt, Angel would hit
Him. It had gone on for years, until last week, when Connor, finally sick of it, had
Run away from home. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. When Piper
answered it, standing there was a large, muscular man with short, spiky hair, and
narrow, dark eyes. "Hi, My name is Angel, and I'm looking for my son, Connor.
Have you seen him?" He handed them a picture.
"No, sorry, we haven't seen him, but we'll let you know."
"Okay, thanks. Listen, you should now, Connor's insane, and very dangerous."
"Uh-huh, thanks for the warning." Piper said before shutting the door in his face
rudely. Connor, standing behind them, asked, "You won't make me go back to
him, will you?"
'Of course not, Connor, never, we promise."
"Thank you so much" Then they all got him in a group hug at once, so no one saw
the smug, evil smile on Connor's face.
To be Continued..
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from Charmed or Angel
Rating: PG 13
Chapter 1
It was a warm, clear night, just after 2:00 A.M., in San Francisco. The teenage
boy noticed none of this. Hungry, dehydrated, and exhausted, he stumbled down
Presscott street near collapse. With the last of his fading strength, the boy saw a
Large, brick house. Reaching the porch, he simply collapsed.
The Next Morning..
It was 7:00 A.M. in San Francisco, and, as usual, things were hectic in the
Halliwell Manor. Piper was around, making a fancy breakfast no one would have
Time to eat. Pheobe was late for work again so she just had time for a cup of
coffee before running out the door. Paige was sleeping in, exhausted after a busy
night with this week's boyfriend. Only Leo and Piper, having no lives, had time
for breakfast. Pheobe, on her way out the door, stooped suddenly and screamed.
"Leo! Piper! Paige! Get over here!" They came running, then stopped and stared.
There on the porch, either asleep or unconscious, was a teenage boy about 15 or16
years old. Carrying him inside, they put him on the couch. "Leo, heal him" Piper
commanded."
"How do we know he's not a demon? He could attack as soon as he wakes up."
"Leo, he's a kid, and anyway, if he's a demon, you won't be able to heal him."
Leo couldn't think of a comeback, so he just started healing the boy. It worked
Perfectly. "see?" Piper said smugly. The boy sat up suddenly, eyes narrowed in
Mistrust.
Chapter 2
Several hours later, the boy, who's name he said was Connor, from L.A.,
Had gotten over his mistrust and was telling them his story: that his mom was
Dead, and his dad was an abusive vampire named Angel. Angel wouldn't
Stop telling him about how when he was a baby, he'd saved his life when a guy
Named Holtz had tried to kidnap him. When he tried to interrupt, Angel would hit
Him. It had gone on for years, until last week, when Connor, finally sick of it, had
Run away from home. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. When Piper
answered it, standing there was a large, muscular man with short, spiky hair, and
narrow, dark eyes. "Hi, My name is Angel, and I'm looking for my son, Connor.
Have you seen him?" He handed them a picture.
"No, sorry, we haven't seen him, but we'll let you know."
"Okay, thanks. Listen, you should now, Connor's insane, and very dangerous."
"Uh-huh, thanks for the warning." Piper said before shutting the door in his face
rudely. Connor, standing behind them, asked, "You won't make me go back to
him, will you?"
'Of course not, Connor, never, we promise."
"Thank you so much" Then they all got him in a group hug at once, so no one saw
the smug, evil smile on Connor's face.
To be Continued..