THE LOST ONES
Disclaimer: I own nothing, Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, and whoever else I took characters from please dont sue me!If I accidently borrowed you idea I'm sorry.
Rating: R for reasons which will later become apparent
Note: This is my first ever attempt to write fanfic and please be kind with your critcisim. Excuse my grammar, Our English teacher thought grammar is stupid( which is why we all adore him) and decided not to teach us it.
P.S. : I tweaked the time line so Dawn would be in Rome and settled. All that stuff with Angel peeking in on Connor's family never happened.
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7 days after sunnydale was destroyed
"Sucaret, Maakaret, Lecham, Portan!
Preka Ma Tukare fret
Pomc coket profre tat
Mere Tapet port Sucaret!"
As the priestess read the final line of the spell, the crystals laid out in front of her in a geometric pattern flashed and a transleusent light sphere formed above the stones. It floated over to where Conner lay, bound but unmoving, stunned by what his own father was going to do to him. As the ball approached him, he began to squirm wildly, but it was in vain. The swirling green light enveloped him and it was as though he had been swallowed by a giant christmas light. Then, suddenly, the light ceased and Connor was gone.
Angel watched all this with acceptance and self loathing. He had tried to for a week to convince himself that this was the only way to save his son, but that other part of him, the part that woke him up from his sleep to knaw at him, knew this was wrong.
" You can leave now, Maharet." Eve said in that sickly sweet tone that made Angel's blood filled stomach turn. The old woman picked up her staff and began to walk out of the cell when she whipped around faster than expected from one so old. Her blue eyes pierced through Angel as she said:
" Beware, you are playing with fire young ones,YOU will be burned." And with her departure Angel felt a chill that he should have been incapable of feeling.
Eve then faced Angel and with an evil curve to her red lips looked him in the eyes and said " Well we got rid of junior, now its time for your part of the bargain."
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The smell of semi-burnt french toast woke her up. She wrinkled her freckled nose and opened her bright blue eyes. The clock on her end table read 10:00am in neon green. She rolled her eyes and got up begrudgedly. It had been a good dream, he was in it. She called him "he" even in her own mind because she had absolutely no idea who he was. Ever since the hellmouth had closed and so many friends had died, this tall, strangly pale boy with longish brown hair had haunted he nocturnal wanderings so frequently she found it disconcerting when he did not appear.He was conforting in away, to know that someone still cared enough to notice her. Buffy was to busy with the council, Dawn was all alone, as usual. It almost felt as though he was watching over her, like the angel she felt she never had.
Dawn's life now felt empty. She couldn't relate to the kids at her school. Somewhere in between Glory and the Ubervamps, Dawn had become a "wierdo". She had only had two real friends that she didn't share with her sister. Even though Spike and Buffy had done many things together that she didn't want to think about, but they weren't and would never be friends and now they would never get a chance to. And because of her childishness, Spike died thinking that she hated him. Life's a bitch. Right now Dawn believed that truer words were never spoken.Amanda had died in much the same way as Spike. People around Dawn seemed to be dropping like flies, she almost felt she was cursed, but that was Buffy's issues, not Dawn's.
After Dawn had gotten herself ready to face the day she went out to the kitchen of the roomy apartment to see Willow. As she crossed in front of the large window with a view of the Thebes, a green ball of energy came through the window and hit Dawn, knocking her over. When she got up Willow had ran over to see what the noise had been. Willow and Dawn looked at each other with curiosity.
"Who are you?" Willow said inquisitively.
"I don't know."She replied with a confused voice.
PS: review!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Disclaimer: I own nothing, Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, and whoever else I took characters from please dont sue me!If I accidently borrowed you idea I'm sorry.
Rating: R for reasons which will later become apparent
Note: This is my first ever attempt to write fanfic and please be kind with your critcisim. Excuse my grammar, Our English teacher thought grammar is stupid( which is why we all adore him) and decided not to teach us it.
P.S. : I tweaked the time line so Dawn would be in Rome and settled. All that stuff with Angel peeking in on Connor's family never happened.
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7 days after sunnydale was destroyed
"Sucaret, Maakaret, Lecham, Portan!
Preka Ma Tukare fret
Pomc coket profre tat
Mere Tapet port Sucaret!"
As the priestess read the final line of the spell, the crystals laid out in front of her in a geometric pattern flashed and a transleusent light sphere formed above the stones. It floated over to where Conner lay, bound but unmoving, stunned by what his own father was going to do to him. As the ball approached him, he began to squirm wildly, but it was in vain. The swirling green light enveloped him and it was as though he had been swallowed by a giant christmas light. Then, suddenly, the light ceased and Connor was gone.
Angel watched all this with acceptance and self loathing. He had tried to for a week to convince himself that this was the only way to save his son, but that other part of him, the part that woke him up from his sleep to knaw at him, knew this was wrong.
" You can leave now, Maharet." Eve said in that sickly sweet tone that made Angel's blood filled stomach turn. The old woman picked up her staff and began to walk out of the cell when she whipped around faster than expected from one so old. Her blue eyes pierced through Angel as she said:
" Beware, you are playing with fire young ones,YOU will be burned." And with her departure Angel felt a chill that he should have been incapable of feeling.
Eve then faced Angel and with an evil curve to her red lips looked him in the eyes and said " Well we got rid of junior, now its time for your part of the bargain."
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The smell of semi-burnt french toast woke her up. She wrinkled her freckled nose and opened her bright blue eyes. The clock on her end table read 10:00am in neon green. She rolled her eyes and got up begrudgedly. It had been a good dream, he was in it. She called him "he" even in her own mind because she had absolutely no idea who he was. Ever since the hellmouth had closed and so many friends had died, this tall, strangly pale boy with longish brown hair had haunted he nocturnal wanderings so frequently she found it disconcerting when he did not appear.He was conforting in away, to know that someone still cared enough to notice her. Buffy was to busy with the council, Dawn was all alone, as usual. It almost felt as though he was watching over her, like the angel she felt she never had.
Dawn's life now felt empty. She couldn't relate to the kids at her school. Somewhere in between Glory and the Ubervamps, Dawn had become a "wierdo". She had only had two real friends that she didn't share with her sister. Even though Spike and Buffy had done many things together that she didn't want to think about, but they weren't and would never be friends and now they would never get a chance to. And because of her childishness, Spike died thinking that she hated him. Life's a bitch. Right now Dawn believed that truer words were never spoken.Amanda had died in much the same way as Spike. People around Dawn seemed to be dropping like flies, she almost felt she was cursed, but that was Buffy's issues, not Dawn's.
After Dawn had gotten herself ready to face the day she went out to the kitchen of the roomy apartment to see Willow. As she crossed in front of the large window with a view of the Thebes, a green ball of energy came through the window and hit Dawn, knocking her over. When she got up Willow had ran over to see what the noise had been. Willow and Dawn looked at each other with curiosity.
"Who are you?" Willow said inquisitively.
"I don't know."She replied with a confused voice.
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