Chapter Six ~ The Pain We Feel - Part 1
Three more months had gone by and the strained relationships that had been formed five months ago had finally started to smooth out. Some people still weren't happy with the arrangement, but then the throughout of having some 'unspeakable' prank pulled on them, who would?
William had cut back, allowing Wesley to school him in controlling his wild mage magic that was always getting the four-year-old changeling child into trouble. It was basic. Contortions, transformations, minor spell castings and invincibility. Although he already he already knew who to turn invisible, that didn't stop him from 'rippling' in and out of sight from time to time with his moods, but he was slowly get the hang of it.
This time he was going to try bringing objects to life and would find out the consequences.
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William had been spending his time productively. Busily working on large puzzle sculpture of a Phoenix, the Bird of Fire. Wesley had told him he need to do something fun for a while that didn't involve getting to trouble and it was working out great.
He added magical paint to the head, body and wings of the wooden creature till it shown with the radiance of red, gold and black. Then to finish it off, he waved his hands in a series of intricate motions and whispered a spell.
"Nemonus Liforte" (pronounced KNEE~MOAN~US LIE~FORT~A)
A small flickering flame appeared in his small-outstretched palm, leaving it to felling worm light the summer sun. It gently lifted, floated over to the sculpture and burned through the wood of its chest.
With a gasp of wonder he stepped back, watching as his creation came to life. It gave off a thrill of the most beautiful music anyone would be so charmed to hear.
Its body was of body was of scarlet feathers that flamed at their tips, a golden underbelly and talons, as well as ebony streaks and feathered collar. The majestic bird ruffled its wings and soft soared off it perch to rest on the boy's shoulder. Through emotions, it told him that it had no name and must be named to live on as the immortal creature that it was. It was also female.
Filled with such pride to be honoured with the task of choosing a name, William thought hard into the depths of his memories.
"How about Taralye? And we could just call you Tara for short? It seems like the right name for you, I don't know why, but it does" the boy told the bird.
The Phoenix thrilled again in expectance of the chosen name and nuzzled the little changeling's face.
"I feel like I know you, but how? That's just silly"
Together the boy and the bird left the room to find something to eat, as he began to feel ravenous and of course of find something for Tara to eat too.
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"Would you like to drink some tea? We have Earl Grey, camomile, peppermint and willow"
William held up the boxes out in front of Tara to let the bird decide. She bobbed her head at the box of willow tea and the boy was startled to see a large pearly white tear begin to form in one of her large intelligent black eyes.
"What's the matter Tar? Why are you sad?" William could feel the poor bird's raw emotion like it was his own and it excruciating to bare.
"Lost love? I'm so sorry for you. My parents must have died over a hundred years ago and now I live with Wes, Winnie, Gunn, Lorne and the poof Angel"
The bird thrilled in shock. Nudging him in the side of the head with her beak, Tara chirped excitedly and sent him an emotion that asked him to take her to Angel.
"You know Angel?"
The feeling was like a lukewarm splash of water. It basically said she knew who he was but didn't 'know' him. Then she fluttered off his shoulder and hooked her talons into the back of his T-shirt and rose into the air. William found that it was a breath taking experience. He couldn't imagine how a bird that small could carry his weight, but it was happening.
Together they flew down the halls as William directed Tara to Angel's office. Some of the employees that watched the pare pass by either giggled, were amazed by the beautiful bird or were wondering why a bird would associate with a cat child.
"Hey nancy-boy, I have a friend for you to meet" William called cheerfully as the hovered outside of the office door.
The shook on Angel's face as she opened the door was apparent as it was for Wes, Lorne and Fred who were also in the office too. Tara set William down of the floor and then returned to his shoulder.
"William, what is that?" Wesley said in an awed voice, even though he already knew what it was, he needed confirmation to the fact that he wasn't seeing things.
"She is a Phoenix and her name is Tara"
"Tara?" Fred and Angel both repeated at the same time.
"She told me she knew you, well sort of"
Tara sent a symphony of thrills, chirps and whistles into the air, silencing then all. She continued the melody for about a minute before stopping and looking pointedly at Lorne. The empath looked far more startled then the other and nodded a look of understanding in the bird's direction.
"She Tara McClay. Willow's Tara, the one that Buffy told you was shot and death sent Willow mad. It's the same chicka, but now in a new package"
"William what did you do" Angel asked with a dangerous tone, that caused the boy to flinch.
"I, aahh, I just wanted a friend" he replied staring at the floor and shifted his feet.
"A friend? She was dead, of all the things to do to a person's soul, but bring them back and trap them in a different body"
Fred shot Angel a glare; he didn't have to be so cold to him.
"And Wes was teaching me who to bring things to live to I made a Phoenix out of wood and brought it to live. She told me to name her so I called her Taralye and she liked it" his voice began to brake and tears began to roll down his cheeks.
Angel seemed to have no toleration left. Everything he had put up with over the months had finally come down like the last straw on the camel's back. This boy was Spike. No matter what way you looked at it, that part of him would never change and neither would the boy.
"But that wasn't your decision! Don't you ever think? Or are you really a lost cause?"
"I just wanted a friend!" suddenly William's voice spiked to hysterical. They had never seen him like this.
"You don't know what it's like! I'm trapped! I try to have fun and make people happy, but it all goes wrong! You know things your that not telling me and I know there about me! You don't care at all; you only blood pretend! And maybe you should start by realising that you'll never become human again if you don't start showing compassion to people you don't under stand! I HATE YOU, YOU BLOODY AWFUL WANKER!!"
The enraged and profusely sobbing William turned to flee the room and started to flicker. The next second he vanished from sight. His wail faded into the distance, as he ran away not caring that he was a part of the natural world any longer.
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Fred turned on Angel, her face filled with the utmost loathing.
"Who could you do that! He's just a little boy for heaven's sake. He isn't the man you use to know once Angel; the playing field has changed. It's your fault in the first place that Spike turned into William and you find no remorse in punishing a child for something that he doesn't even remember doing when he is no longer that person!"
Wesley and Lorne stood silent and opened mouthed at the display in front of them. Shy little Fred yelling at Angel? Unheard of!
Tara fluttered about crying out things in bird language that none of them could understand. But what was running through her head was 'Spike? That sweet little boy that brought me back was Spike?' She understood that he had meant to bring her back to live specially, but she was still glad to be back whither it meant living on a magical bird, it didn't matter.
Fred was still yelling herself hoarse at Angel.
"You may have a soul, but you're heartless! Did you know that little boy loved us all? That he even loved you? It didn't matter what he did; he was only trying to make everyone happy. Now I am going to find him right now before he get hurts!" Fred turned from the startled vampire and sprinted out of the office in an impossible search to find the missing invisible boy.
Wes stared at Angel a moment longer before he too went rushed out in search of William. Still unable to speak, Lorne simply held out his arm for Tara, who soared down to perch upon it. Together they left, leaving the frozen vampire were he was.
Angel stood there. Thoughts running through his head faster then he could think. Only now did He realise how cruel he had been to the poor boy. He wasn't Spike any more and he never would be again even if he got all his memories back. He had caused a mess. He had emotionally destroyed William, enraged Fred and showed Wesley and Lorne how heartless he really was.
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The tracking signal told that William was no longer within Wolfram & Hart. He was somewhere running around Los Angeles and there was only three hours till sunset. Fred was determined to find William no matter what. She mentally seethed at the thought of agreeing to have Angel adopt the boy. But the others had said Angel would be the best for it. Bull, she was the one best suited for it. She had wanted to take him in from the start, but why was she always doing what everyone else wanted? In her heart she knew she could make things right and she would.
Taking the white Mustang Convertible from the car garage, she drove off to catch up with the slowing moving signal that was headed into downtown L.A. And all the while she prayed that when she found him he would be all right.
* Don't worry William, I care, I really care *
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Well do to someone telling me that Angel deserved a swift kick in the !@#, I wrote this to put him in his place. He was being horrible to poor William and had to be punished for it. I decide that I would bring Tara back because she was a sweet heart and as a Phoenix because the can rise from their ashes when the die.
Just as a heads up for when the chapter comes, Eleven (Ten really) will have a large time jump too, so be prepared. So what should happen on the flight into L.A.? Should William run into any vamps? Please reviwe. Later ~*
Three more months had gone by and the strained relationships that had been formed five months ago had finally started to smooth out. Some people still weren't happy with the arrangement, but then the throughout of having some 'unspeakable' prank pulled on them, who would?
William had cut back, allowing Wesley to school him in controlling his wild mage magic that was always getting the four-year-old changeling child into trouble. It was basic. Contortions, transformations, minor spell castings and invincibility. Although he already he already knew who to turn invisible, that didn't stop him from 'rippling' in and out of sight from time to time with his moods, but he was slowly get the hang of it.
This time he was going to try bringing objects to life and would find out the consequences.
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William had been spending his time productively. Busily working on large puzzle sculpture of a Phoenix, the Bird of Fire. Wesley had told him he need to do something fun for a while that didn't involve getting to trouble and it was working out great.
He added magical paint to the head, body and wings of the wooden creature till it shown with the radiance of red, gold and black. Then to finish it off, he waved his hands in a series of intricate motions and whispered a spell.
"Nemonus Liforte" (pronounced KNEE~MOAN~US LIE~FORT~A)
A small flickering flame appeared in his small-outstretched palm, leaving it to felling worm light the summer sun. It gently lifted, floated over to the sculpture and burned through the wood of its chest.
With a gasp of wonder he stepped back, watching as his creation came to life. It gave off a thrill of the most beautiful music anyone would be so charmed to hear.
Its body was of body was of scarlet feathers that flamed at their tips, a golden underbelly and talons, as well as ebony streaks and feathered collar. The majestic bird ruffled its wings and soft soared off it perch to rest on the boy's shoulder. Through emotions, it told him that it had no name and must be named to live on as the immortal creature that it was. It was also female.
Filled with such pride to be honoured with the task of choosing a name, William thought hard into the depths of his memories.
"How about Taralye? And we could just call you Tara for short? It seems like the right name for you, I don't know why, but it does" the boy told the bird.
The Phoenix thrilled again in expectance of the chosen name and nuzzled the little changeling's face.
"I feel like I know you, but how? That's just silly"
Together the boy and the bird left the room to find something to eat, as he began to feel ravenous and of course of find something for Tara to eat too.
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"Would you like to drink some tea? We have Earl Grey, camomile, peppermint and willow"
William held up the boxes out in front of Tara to let the bird decide. She bobbed her head at the box of willow tea and the boy was startled to see a large pearly white tear begin to form in one of her large intelligent black eyes.
"What's the matter Tar? Why are you sad?" William could feel the poor bird's raw emotion like it was his own and it excruciating to bare.
"Lost love? I'm so sorry for you. My parents must have died over a hundred years ago and now I live with Wes, Winnie, Gunn, Lorne and the poof Angel"
The bird thrilled in shock. Nudging him in the side of the head with her beak, Tara chirped excitedly and sent him an emotion that asked him to take her to Angel.
"You know Angel?"
The feeling was like a lukewarm splash of water. It basically said she knew who he was but didn't 'know' him. Then she fluttered off his shoulder and hooked her talons into the back of his T-shirt and rose into the air. William found that it was a breath taking experience. He couldn't imagine how a bird that small could carry his weight, but it was happening.
Together they flew down the halls as William directed Tara to Angel's office. Some of the employees that watched the pare pass by either giggled, were amazed by the beautiful bird or were wondering why a bird would associate with a cat child.
"Hey nancy-boy, I have a friend for you to meet" William called cheerfully as the hovered outside of the office door.
The shook on Angel's face as she opened the door was apparent as it was for Wes, Lorne and Fred who were also in the office too. Tara set William down of the floor and then returned to his shoulder.
"William, what is that?" Wesley said in an awed voice, even though he already knew what it was, he needed confirmation to the fact that he wasn't seeing things.
"She is a Phoenix and her name is Tara"
"Tara?" Fred and Angel both repeated at the same time.
"She told me she knew you, well sort of"
Tara sent a symphony of thrills, chirps and whistles into the air, silencing then all. She continued the melody for about a minute before stopping and looking pointedly at Lorne. The empath looked far more startled then the other and nodded a look of understanding in the bird's direction.
"She Tara McClay. Willow's Tara, the one that Buffy told you was shot and death sent Willow mad. It's the same chicka, but now in a new package"
"William what did you do" Angel asked with a dangerous tone, that caused the boy to flinch.
"I, aahh, I just wanted a friend" he replied staring at the floor and shifted his feet.
"A friend? She was dead, of all the things to do to a person's soul, but bring them back and trap them in a different body"
Fred shot Angel a glare; he didn't have to be so cold to him.
"And Wes was teaching me who to bring things to live to I made a Phoenix out of wood and brought it to live. She told me to name her so I called her Taralye and she liked it" his voice began to brake and tears began to roll down his cheeks.
Angel seemed to have no toleration left. Everything he had put up with over the months had finally come down like the last straw on the camel's back. This boy was Spike. No matter what way you looked at it, that part of him would never change and neither would the boy.
"But that wasn't your decision! Don't you ever think? Or are you really a lost cause?"
"I just wanted a friend!" suddenly William's voice spiked to hysterical. They had never seen him like this.
"You don't know what it's like! I'm trapped! I try to have fun and make people happy, but it all goes wrong! You know things your that not telling me and I know there about me! You don't care at all; you only blood pretend! And maybe you should start by realising that you'll never become human again if you don't start showing compassion to people you don't under stand! I HATE YOU, YOU BLOODY AWFUL WANKER!!"
The enraged and profusely sobbing William turned to flee the room and started to flicker. The next second he vanished from sight. His wail faded into the distance, as he ran away not caring that he was a part of the natural world any longer.
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Fred turned on Angel, her face filled with the utmost loathing.
"Who could you do that! He's just a little boy for heaven's sake. He isn't the man you use to know once Angel; the playing field has changed. It's your fault in the first place that Spike turned into William and you find no remorse in punishing a child for something that he doesn't even remember doing when he is no longer that person!"
Wesley and Lorne stood silent and opened mouthed at the display in front of them. Shy little Fred yelling at Angel? Unheard of!
Tara fluttered about crying out things in bird language that none of them could understand. But what was running through her head was 'Spike? That sweet little boy that brought me back was Spike?' She understood that he had meant to bring her back to live specially, but she was still glad to be back whither it meant living on a magical bird, it didn't matter.
Fred was still yelling herself hoarse at Angel.
"You may have a soul, but you're heartless! Did you know that little boy loved us all? That he even loved you? It didn't matter what he did; he was only trying to make everyone happy. Now I am going to find him right now before he get hurts!" Fred turned from the startled vampire and sprinted out of the office in an impossible search to find the missing invisible boy.
Wes stared at Angel a moment longer before he too went rushed out in search of William. Still unable to speak, Lorne simply held out his arm for Tara, who soared down to perch upon it. Together they left, leaving the frozen vampire were he was.
Angel stood there. Thoughts running through his head faster then he could think. Only now did He realise how cruel he had been to the poor boy. He wasn't Spike any more and he never would be again even if he got all his memories back. He had caused a mess. He had emotionally destroyed William, enraged Fred and showed Wesley and Lorne how heartless he really was.
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The tracking signal told that William was no longer within Wolfram & Hart. He was somewhere running around Los Angeles and there was only three hours till sunset. Fred was determined to find William no matter what. She mentally seethed at the thought of agreeing to have Angel adopt the boy. But the others had said Angel would be the best for it. Bull, she was the one best suited for it. She had wanted to take him in from the start, but why was she always doing what everyone else wanted? In her heart she knew she could make things right and she would.
Taking the white Mustang Convertible from the car garage, she drove off to catch up with the slowing moving signal that was headed into downtown L.A. And all the while she prayed that when she found him he would be all right.
* Don't worry William, I care, I really care *
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Well do to someone telling me that Angel deserved a swift kick in the !@#, I wrote this to put him in his place. He was being horrible to poor William and had to be punished for it. I decide that I would bring Tara back because she was a sweet heart and as a Phoenix because the can rise from their ashes when the die.
Just as a heads up for when the chapter comes, Eleven (Ten really) will have a large time jump too, so be prepared. So what should happen on the flight into L.A.? Should William run into any vamps? Please reviwe. Later ~*