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Chapter 1

Wesley walked into Angel's office for one last meeting. It was late, and it had been a long day. He'd been waiting for the end of the day since morning, after dealing with the Reaper and Spike. Wesley wanted to turn in for the night. But there was one more issue he had to talk to Angel about.

He found the vampire looking out his office window at the city, brooding again.

"Busy?" he asked.

"No. What do you want?"

"Here."

He handed Angel the folder he was holding. Angel turned away from the window and took it, but didn't open it. Instead he looked questioningly at Wesley.

"So Fred can't make one of those recorporealizer things?"

Wesley flinched inwardly at Fred's name. His failed attempt at asking her out to dinner flashed in his head. "I'm afraid not," he answered. " There's a very slim chance that we'll be able to find a power source like the conduit's, and many of the parts we used were irreplaceable. And I thought you didn't want to recorporealize him again?"

"Well, it's just... it's annoying how he pops up all the time. If he was corporeal, we could put him in some kind of holding cell…" he continued, talking about ways to keep Spike away. He'd obviously forgotten about the folder, which was unlike him. Spike must be bothering him more than usual.

"Er, Angel? The folder?"

"Oh, right." Angel opened it. It was filled with various papers and words that didn't make sense to him. "What is this stuff?"

"I checked the count of demons and various evils that the mystics located today in Los Angeles, and as you can see, the numbers have gone up drastically from the count last week. I looked at other cities in the area, and look," Wesley pulled a map out from the folder. "It starts here," he pointed, "in Longview, Washington about five months ago. The high count goes down into Oregon, through California, and ends here, in Los Angeles."

"Let me guess, whatever's causing this is traveling?"

"That's what I suspect."

"What do you think it is?"

Wesley shrugged. "I'm not sure, but-"

He stopped as Angel's eyes suddenly rolled up into their sockets; his body convulsed, then fell onto the floor.

From Angel's point of view, the experience was entirely different. An unnatural feeling of good washed over him, enjoyable for him, but Angelus detested it. It sunk into him, down to his soul. He could feel the power it contained. For a moment, he was suspended in a whirl of indistinguishable thoughts and visions, surrounded by smells, sights, and sounds he couldn't comprehend.

Then it was gone.

He was on the ground. Wesley was kneeling over him with a concerned look on his face. He immediately stood up, walked to the door, and looked out.

When he had last checked, there had been about two-dozen people out in the lobby. Now, there were two-dozen people sprawled out on the floor, unconscious.

"What the hell is all this noise- oh," Gunn said, as he poked his head out and saw the scene.

"Hey Angel, what happened?" asked Lorne from the top of the stairs. His assistant was on the ground next to his feet.

Fred, Knox, and Spike came from the direction of the science lab.

The elevator chimed, and Eve walked out. As she walked through the lobby to Angel's office, she seemed unsurprised. "It's the same everywhere in the building," she informed Angel.

They gathered in Angel's office, on the expensive leather couches and chairs he used for meetings with clients.

"I don't want to be repeating myself, but I guess I'm gonna have to. What the hell happened back there? First I'm in the hallway talking to Christina, the next, everyone seizes up and I'm the only one left standing! What-"

Angel looked intently at Lorne. "So you didn't feel it then?"

"I didn't feel anything. Just heard a bunch of screams." Gunn said. "I just went out to tell people to keep it down."

"Okay, did anyone else feel it but me?" Angel asked.

Knox, Spike, and Eve answered him at the same time.

"Me."

"I did."

"I felt it."

"It's possible that whatever it was only affects evil." Wesley commented.

"I'm not evil!" protested Knox.

"But according to your contract, you belong to the senior partners, who are evil," Gunn replied.

"I'm not evil anymore!" Spike muttered.

"Of course you're not," Fred assured him.

"This might be a good time to tell them what to do," Eve advised Angel.

"Everybody, quiet!" They stopped their arguments and looked at Angel. "Wesley: get your people to look in your books, see if anything like this has happened before or see what it is and who caused it. Fred, Knox: see if you can trace the power to its source. Lorne; call your contacts; see how far this has spread. Gunn: start waking everyone up. I'm going to go out, see if there's anything weird out there."

All of them agreed then left, except for Spike.

"Well, good work, Angel. I guess I'll call it a night," Eve called on her way out. Angel sensed something strange about her, but he dismissed it. He was happy to get rid of her, and the last thing he wanted was for her to stay.

Spike stretched out on one of the now empty couches. "Guess it's you and me then, seeing that you didn't give me a special job to do," he said, giving Angel one of the grins that he hated.

Angel ignored him. He went out the door and headed straight for his car garage.

Spike followed. He was curious about the big bad that started the whole fiasco.

*****

Right then, the girl hated herself.

She always ended up doing that, in every city she visited - banishing evil. That's what she called it anyway. Banishing sounded better than killing.

It had a side effect, which was why she hated doing it. She wasn't sure what it was exactly, but she saw it happen once, when a bunch of things with weird bumpy faces and fangs attacked her. One attacked her, and she punched him. But the second she touched him, he turned to dust, and all the others seized up and collapsed. When she ran through the city later, she saw all sorts of people lying on the ground, with paramedics surrounding them and people screaming and running.

Still, banishing them was better than letting them go on and kill someone with no weird powers.

But now she had to move quickly and hide. She wasn't sure how strong her power was, and if someone really powerful came along, she didn't want to find out if she was strong enough to fight it.

*****

Eve was standing outside the building, waiting impatiently for the valet to get her car. She was leaving the city. She would call the Senior Partners and ask for a transfer. They would listen to her. If they didn't, she'd leave anyway. She wasn't the one who'd sent herself to this dimension.

There was no way that she would stay in the same city as the demon attractant. Her plans to regain power would be ruined if the attractant got to her. Even though Angel and everyone else were oblivious to the attractant's powers, she wasn't.

She took out her cell phone. It was strange, the thing that kept her in touch with the Senior Partners, some of the most powerful beings in any dimension, was as normal as that. But of course, last time she saw, it didn't look like a cell phone on their end of the line.

"It's Eve. I need a transfer..."

Note: You'll find out more about the girl in the next chapter, I promise. To Christina A. fans: sorry about making her evil! My sister hates her, and I just put that in for her, lol. Review!!