"Wesley, what did you want me to look at?" Fred asked.
"Fred, I want you to take a look at my books."
"The ones that have access to any known written script?"
"Yes. I was reading more of the Tsen Tsu prophecy, the one that will make Angel human one day. Now it could possibly be Spike. It seems as though the script was changing on me." Wesley's eyebrows seemed to arch in such a way that he looked utterly and completely puzzled.
"Changing, how?" Now Fred seemed to be very curious as she walked more towards the table where Wesley had been reading the books. She leaned over to where the new prophecy had been written out. Wesley looked at her. He caught the aroma of her apple-scented hair as she stood beside him.
"Well, it's ummm. The writing started to move around. I didn't get to translate it yet, but it appears to be much different then before. It's as if-"
"Someone has been rewriting the prophecy." Fred finished off Wesley's sentence.
"My exact thought. Fred, you're pure genius. I was wondering if you had time to help me translate it."
"Well, me and Knox," Fred started to say.
'Knox, I wish that Fred would forget about Knox,' Wesley thought. "Fred, you don't have to. I could do it myself."
"No, I was just about to say that what me and Knox were going to walk together after work was done, but this is more important!"
Wesley was absolutely thrilled to hear that. He'd be able to spend more time with Fred! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
* * * * * * * * *
"Buffy," Angel said. "I thought you were with Spike."
"I was," she said. "I needed to see you. Angel, why didn't you tell me?"
"I wanted to. But, I needed to know that you'd come to L.A. because of me, and not him. And, well Buffy. You know mine and Spike's past! I'm sorry Buffy, but you don't tell me everything either, like when you and Spike first started seeing each other."
"Angel, I'm sorry for that, and I forgive you. Spike seems pretty upset with me right now!"
"He's always pissed about something! Or trying to piss other people off!" Angel could see that Buffy was looking serious. "What's wrong?"
"Angel, why didn't you ever come back to Sunnydale? The one time you did you didn't tell me, and the other times you stayed for maybe a couple of hours. I always wanted you back but you never stayed for more than a night!"
"I didn't want my actions to get you hurt Buffy. What does this have to do with Spike anyway?"
Buffy ran up to Angel and kissed him. "He thinks I don't love him as much as I love you!" * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
* * * * * * * * *
Three hours went by. Spike was nowhere to be seen, Gunn met Buffy and wanted to show her the neat weapons he had by taking her patrolling, and Wesley and Fred had just opened up the door to Angel's office.
"Angel, it's a good thing you're still here!," Fred said.
"Fred, Wesley, why are you two still at the office?"
"We've been translating a prophecy about you Angel!"
"Not another one, what does it say?"
"It's the tsen tsu prophecy! It changed, and we have it written out. but it doesn't have much, just a little bit of information and a spell!"
"What, what does it say?" Angel asked sounding interested.
Fred took the paper out of Wesley's hand and started to read. "'The chosen one will choose the human.' Angel, that's just the prophecy, now Wesley will say the spell since I'm more scientific than magical."
"Majadume, open your door. Open the way to the answers. Arachanay suletin ark duse ure afanier!"
As Wesley said that the floor started to shake. The three of them were holding onto something.
"Wesley, what the hell did you do?" Angel yelled.
"I don't know!" Wesley said. "A portal is supposed to appear!"
A blinding light flashed. The shaking stopped. Right in front of Angel's desk appeared a door. The door itself was a beautiful silvery color. The knob seemed to have been made of crystal, and at the base of the doorknob was encircled by a golden dragon. Angel went to open it.
"Angel, are you sure you don't want me to research more about this?" Fred asked.
"Fred, I want to know if this has anything to do with me becoming human. I can't afford for Spike to find this before me and take my place!" And as Angel said that he turned the doorknob and stepped into the lit up realm that seemed to be situated behind the lone-standing doorway. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
* * * * * * * * *
Angel looked around. He was in a room of all black. He couldn't see a thing. "What did I get myself into?" he said aloud.
A voice spoke, "you're looking for answers!" The room lit up and there stood a familiar face.
"Cordelia," Angel said not believing his eyes. "Are you Cordelia?"
"I am not Cordelia, I am whoever you'd want to see!"
"Did you change the prophecy? And if you did, why?" Angel asked.
"I am the writer of the prophecy, of all prophecies concerning you! The prophecy changed because the circumstances changed. Little did I know that another vampire would gain a soul and gain the affection of the slayer!"
"But, what did the prophecy mean?"
The Writer changed her appearance, instead of Cordelia the one standing before Angel was now no one other than Angel's son, Connor. "The prophecy means exactly what it says! 'The chosen one will choose the human!'"
"Is Buffy the chosen one? And don't change again, it's annoying!"
"Yes, if that is who the true slayer is, this 'Buffy', then that is who will choose the human!" The writer now changed back to Cordelia. "The chosen one will use her better judgment to choose which vampire she wants to be human! If she loves you more than the other vampire, than you will become human. The prophecy was disrupted. I felt I had to change it. Both of the vampires had much to do with stopping many apocalypses!"
"Cordy, I mean, whoever you are, how will she choose?"
"Only her lips could tell! The kiss will determine!"
"If that's true, then I should be human! We already kissed!"
The Writer turned into Buffy this time. "Her heart and mind were not made up. Only then will her kiss work!" The Writer vanished and Angel was standing inside his office with Fred and Wesley.
"Well," Wesley said excitedly, "Did it work, are you human?"
"Buffy has to choose between me and Spike, and only then will one of us become human!"
"Fred, I want you to take a look at my books."
"The ones that have access to any known written script?"
"Yes. I was reading more of the Tsen Tsu prophecy, the one that will make Angel human one day. Now it could possibly be Spike. It seems as though the script was changing on me." Wesley's eyebrows seemed to arch in such a way that he looked utterly and completely puzzled.
"Changing, how?" Now Fred seemed to be very curious as she walked more towards the table where Wesley had been reading the books. She leaned over to where the new prophecy had been written out. Wesley looked at her. He caught the aroma of her apple-scented hair as she stood beside him.
"Well, it's ummm. The writing started to move around. I didn't get to translate it yet, but it appears to be much different then before. It's as if-"
"Someone has been rewriting the prophecy." Fred finished off Wesley's sentence.
"My exact thought. Fred, you're pure genius. I was wondering if you had time to help me translate it."
"Well, me and Knox," Fred started to say.
'Knox, I wish that Fred would forget about Knox,' Wesley thought. "Fred, you don't have to. I could do it myself."
"No, I was just about to say that what me and Knox were going to walk together after work was done, but this is more important!"
Wesley was absolutely thrilled to hear that. He'd be able to spend more time with Fred! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
* * * * * * * * *
"Buffy," Angel said. "I thought you were with Spike."
"I was," she said. "I needed to see you. Angel, why didn't you tell me?"
"I wanted to. But, I needed to know that you'd come to L.A. because of me, and not him. And, well Buffy. You know mine and Spike's past! I'm sorry Buffy, but you don't tell me everything either, like when you and Spike first started seeing each other."
"Angel, I'm sorry for that, and I forgive you. Spike seems pretty upset with me right now!"
"He's always pissed about something! Or trying to piss other people off!" Angel could see that Buffy was looking serious. "What's wrong?"
"Angel, why didn't you ever come back to Sunnydale? The one time you did you didn't tell me, and the other times you stayed for maybe a couple of hours. I always wanted you back but you never stayed for more than a night!"
"I didn't want my actions to get you hurt Buffy. What does this have to do with Spike anyway?"
Buffy ran up to Angel and kissed him. "He thinks I don't love him as much as I love you!" * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
* * * * * * * * *
Three hours went by. Spike was nowhere to be seen, Gunn met Buffy and wanted to show her the neat weapons he had by taking her patrolling, and Wesley and Fred had just opened up the door to Angel's office.
"Angel, it's a good thing you're still here!," Fred said.
"Fred, Wesley, why are you two still at the office?"
"We've been translating a prophecy about you Angel!"
"Not another one, what does it say?"
"It's the tsen tsu prophecy! It changed, and we have it written out. but it doesn't have much, just a little bit of information and a spell!"
"What, what does it say?" Angel asked sounding interested.
Fred took the paper out of Wesley's hand and started to read. "'The chosen one will choose the human.' Angel, that's just the prophecy, now Wesley will say the spell since I'm more scientific than magical."
"Majadume, open your door. Open the way to the answers. Arachanay suletin ark duse ure afanier!"
As Wesley said that the floor started to shake. The three of them were holding onto something.
"Wesley, what the hell did you do?" Angel yelled.
"I don't know!" Wesley said. "A portal is supposed to appear!"
A blinding light flashed. The shaking stopped. Right in front of Angel's desk appeared a door. The door itself was a beautiful silvery color. The knob seemed to have been made of crystal, and at the base of the doorknob was encircled by a golden dragon. Angel went to open it.
"Angel, are you sure you don't want me to research more about this?" Fred asked.
"Fred, I want to know if this has anything to do with me becoming human. I can't afford for Spike to find this before me and take my place!" And as Angel said that he turned the doorknob and stepped into the lit up realm that seemed to be situated behind the lone-standing doorway. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
* * * * * * * * *
Angel looked around. He was in a room of all black. He couldn't see a thing. "What did I get myself into?" he said aloud.
A voice spoke, "you're looking for answers!" The room lit up and there stood a familiar face.
"Cordelia," Angel said not believing his eyes. "Are you Cordelia?"
"I am not Cordelia, I am whoever you'd want to see!"
"Did you change the prophecy? And if you did, why?" Angel asked.
"I am the writer of the prophecy, of all prophecies concerning you! The prophecy changed because the circumstances changed. Little did I know that another vampire would gain a soul and gain the affection of the slayer!"
"But, what did the prophecy mean?"
The Writer changed her appearance, instead of Cordelia the one standing before Angel was now no one other than Angel's son, Connor. "The prophecy means exactly what it says! 'The chosen one will choose the human!'"
"Is Buffy the chosen one? And don't change again, it's annoying!"
"Yes, if that is who the true slayer is, this 'Buffy', then that is who will choose the human!" The writer now changed back to Cordelia. "The chosen one will use her better judgment to choose which vampire she wants to be human! If she loves you more than the other vampire, than you will become human. The prophecy was disrupted. I felt I had to change it. Both of the vampires had much to do with stopping many apocalypses!"
"Cordy, I mean, whoever you are, how will she choose?"
"Only her lips could tell! The kiss will determine!"
"If that's true, then I should be human! We already kissed!"
The Writer turned into Buffy this time. "Her heart and mind were not made up. Only then will her kiss work!" The Writer vanished and Angel was standing inside his office with Fred and Wesley.
"Well," Wesley said excitedly, "Did it work, are you human?"
"Buffy has to choose between me and Spike, and only then will one of us become human!"