Look Back, & Repeat
Disclaimer: I do not own anything this fic mentions, I own nothing.
Summary: Angel, being the residential helpless helper, travels back in time to save a young 8 year old Faith from the pain of a troubled life.
I'm not really shure what the whole layout and plot is yet but I just figure, hey go along with it. And I also don't know where Faith originally lived and I'm going with the last name Carter since its what, I assume to
be Faiths last name.
INTRO
"As I was saying," quipped Cordelia. "I have a meeting with." she glanced to where Angel was supposed to be sitting and paying attention to what she was saying. She was giving him lessons on choosing the right colors with black so he wouldn't be, well.he was color blind. That was all the credit she was going to give him. Where did he go this time. "Angel, where did you go?"
She was distracted by the phone ringing, thus, forgetting all thoughts of the tall dark and not so self-praising vampire. She greeted brightly and leaned back in her chair spinning around in it. "Oh hey!"
Landing with a wet thud, Angel grimaced and looked around. Glancing down and around him he saw he had landed in what looked to be someone's unkept back yard. His clothing was muddy and wet, due to the massive puddles and potholes in the yard. It smelled and looked like it had just rained. The sun was hidden behind dark clouds, lucky him.
Looking around with the slightest bit of amusement he recalled what led to being here. Ok, first was listing to Cordelia, then a bright light, and to top it off landing in someone's back yard all wet. He decided to leave the possible disturbing thoughts for later and took in the 2-story house in wonder. All the lights were off, the baby blue paint was all chipped, and several windows were broken with glass sprinkled around the frame and back patio.
His mind was suddenly felt numb, something that could be compared to being on a roller coaster and sea sickness came to mind. The wave of discomfort over took his cold dead body with force. Passing out was inevitable as his body withered and splashed in the water.
A small hand poked Angel's cheek while he stirred. The little raven- haired girl who had touched him jumped back frightened. "You ok mister," she asked quietly. Angel opened his eyes and stared at the little girl who was less than a few feet away from him looking back at the open door of the house in alert. He groaned and her attention was turned back to him. "I'm fine." Sitting up he held his head and cracked a eye to squint and watch her stare at him in fascination. She smelled oddly familiar, it couldn't be, he dismissed it and shook his head trying his best to seem friendly. "What's your name?" he asked softly with a small smile. She bit down on her lip and smiled at the giant black clad man and replied "Faith".
So.what did you think?, im new to this and still trying to figure out how to accept anonymous reviews so ya. If you like, review, and if you cant then.e-mail me or something. I know it was short but this is just a little thing to know if I should keep going with the story.
LaconicThought
Disclaimer: I do not own anything this fic mentions, I own nothing.
Summary: Angel, being the residential helpless helper, travels back in time to save a young 8 year old Faith from the pain of a troubled life.
I'm not really shure what the whole layout and plot is yet but I just figure, hey go along with it. And I also don't know where Faith originally lived and I'm going with the last name Carter since its what, I assume to
be Faiths last name.
INTRO
"As I was saying," quipped Cordelia. "I have a meeting with." she glanced to where Angel was supposed to be sitting and paying attention to what she was saying. She was giving him lessons on choosing the right colors with black so he wouldn't be, well.he was color blind. That was all the credit she was going to give him. Where did he go this time. "Angel, where did you go?"
She was distracted by the phone ringing, thus, forgetting all thoughts of the tall dark and not so self-praising vampire. She greeted brightly and leaned back in her chair spinning around in it. "Oh hey!"
Landing with a wet thud, Angel grimaced and looked around. Glancing down and around him he saw he had landed in what looked to be someone's unkept back yard. His clothing was muddy and wet, due to the massive puddles and potholes in the yard. It smelled and looked like it had just rained. The sun was hidden behind dark clouds, lucky him.
Looking around with the slightest bit of amusement he recalled what led to being here. Ok, first was listing to Cordelia, then a bright light, and to top it off landing in someone's back yard all wet. He decided to leave the possible disturbing thoughts for later and took in the 2-story house in wonder. All the lights were off, the baby blue paint was all chipped, and several windows were broken with glass sprinkled around the frame and back patio.
His mind was suddenly felt numb, something that could be compared to being on a roller coaster and sea sickness came to mind. The wave of discomfort over took his cold dead body with force. Passing out was inevitable as his body withered and splashed in the water.
A small hand poked Angel's cheek while he stirred. The little raven- haired girl who had touched him jumped back frightened. "You ok mister," she asked quietly. Angel opened his eyes and stared at the little girl who was less than a few feet away from him looking back at the open door of the house in alert. He groaned and her attention was turned back to him. "I'm fine." Sitting up he held his head and cracked a eye to squint and watch her stare at him in fascination. She smelled oddly familiar, it couldn't be, he dismissed it and shook his head trying his best to seem friendly. "What's your name?" he asked softly with a small smile. She bit down on her lip and smiled at the giant black clad man and replied "Faith".
So.what did you think?, im new to this and still trying to figure out how to accept anonymous reviews so ya. If you like, review, and if you cant then.e-mail me or something. I know it was short but this is just a little thing to know if I should keep going with the story.
LaconicThought