Welcome back. Well as you might read a bit out of Angel but as said before...
I don't work with what comes of Angel... This is season 8 of Buffy... Episode
1: Fieldtrip to LA
Darkness has fallen, even in Los Angeles the city of angels.
A young woman dressed in casual jeans and a cotton top with thin straps for sleeves is walking all alone through an empty alley. The moon is shining high above, the night is warm and the woman is sweating despite her flimsy attire. A shrill scream escapes her throat as a man with a distorted face and elongated teeth leaps out at her. Backing her into a corner of the dark alley all the woman can do is scream louder as the moon is covered by a cloud and they are enveloped in darkness.
From the top of a building, not a block from one of the most prestigious clubs in town, Angel, the vampire with a soul hears the shrill sounds of a woman screaming. Turning his head towards the sounds he sighed deeply. Had anybody been near him at the time they may have heard him mutter 'and off to work I go', but since there was nobody else on the roof, the vampires Snow White reference would go unheard for all of time.
Writhing helplessly against the wall the girl manages to choke out,
"Please, you don't have to do this. I can get you money. You don't have— " but the vampire was obviously not in the mood for talkative food and moved his teeth into her neck, nipping lightly at the skin to get the taste,
"Somebody help! Aah! Aah!" was the yell that escaped the girls mouth as the vampire's fangs sunk into the creamy skin of her neck.
Meanwhile, Angel is running across the high-rise's rooftop. He arrives at the rooftop overlooking the alley, and seeing that the vampire's already feeding he looks for the quickest method of getting to the woman. Surveying the scene with his eyes, he sees a cable that had possibly been used for a satellite dish and grabs it. Leaping at the loose cable and using it to ease his swing to the floor Angel lands, his feet connecting with the ground sending a thin layer of dust soaring away. His long dark leather coat flies out behind him before falling delicately back to his calves.
Please that the other vampire had turned his blood-smeared face back to him Angel smirked. He saw the girl crumple to the ground behind the vampire and decided he better move fast. Grabbing a convenient pole that was a few steps in front of him, Angel swung around and smiled at the satisfied 'crack' as his feet connected with the other vampires jaw, sending him sprawling onto his back.
Standing over the floored vampire Angel grins sadistically,
"Doesn't sound like the ladies interested. Maybe you're coming off as too needy."
Flipping himself up off the ground with a growl the vampire managed to get in a good kick to Angel's ribs. Rolling his eyes theatrically Angel's left fist came into play and connected with the vampires jaw. Stumbling back slightly the other vampire made sure he landed a stiff uppercut to Angel in retaliation.
Looking up through terrified eyes the girl watches in awe.
Fists' coming faster the vampire is the first too tire, Angel have having lots of time to practice takes a moment to gloat silently at his out-of- breath attacker. Unfortunately, wile gloating Angel didn't notice the right hook until it had connected with his face and sent him stumbling back. More because of his hurt pride than the blow itself, Angel vamped out. Standing straight the other vampire looked confused but tries a nicely structured karate move, spinning in the air the vampires leg jutted out. Angel raised an eyebrow and instantly grabbed the guys ankle, making the vampire loose his momentum and fall to the floor.
Looking up from a disgraced heap the vampire almost pouts. Angel tries to not look too smug as he leans over and stakes the vampire. Distracted by the thought of once again having to send his shirt to the dry cleaners to get dusted-vampire out Angel almost jumps when the girl stirs beside him,
"What - - I just? - - what happened I don't understand?" the girl sways slightly on her feet, but looks up into her saviours hazel-brown eyes and realises the jelly feeling in her legs might not be from blood-loss afterall,
"Don't try" Angel answered firmly, running a frustrated hand over his shirt in a useless attempt to get it clean "Just" looking down to the girls neck and seeing the blood there Angel felt the saliva building in his mouth "stay out of dark alleyways and you'll be fine" he cringed and turned on his heal. Walking away dramatically he paused and turned to face her, "Don't suppose you happen to know a good dry cleaners?"
The girl looked up, stunned "Erm," she paused and shook her head "no sorry, can I ask who you are?"
"It doesn't matter" Angel growled and disappeared into the night.
The bus drives into L.A. the resisdent night-life not looking twice at a battered up old school-bus driving through the city in the dead of night.
"Do you know where to go," Giles asks Buffy, who looks down sheepishly and is about to speak when Willow pipes up to save her best friend the trouble,
"Erm... I do..." Willow leaned forwards and crouched down next to Giles. Hands firmly on the steering wheel the witch guided them through Los Angeles and to their destination.
The whole group enters the hotel, talking loudly.
Hearing the commotion Gunn steps out of the main office and glares in what he hopes to be a menacingly way,
"Hey people, this ain't no hotel..." rounding the corner he sees several of the potentials and his glare fades almost instantly, his thoughts of flirting vanishing almost as quickly when he sees the familiar red-headed witch and brunette slayer, "Oh, hey there!"
"Hey" Willow smiles enthusiastically,
"Is the boss in..." Faith asks, glancing around the deserted building. "He's kind of out..." replies Gunn, watching the rogue slayer carefully, though not completely sure what he is planning to do if she decides to do something he objects too.
"Out – out," Buffy asks quickly, making her first appearance in the hotel, and rather disappointed because she spent her whole journey getting her hair ready and Angel wasn't even there to appreciate her hard work.
"He's working," Gunn explained, thinking to himself how nice the blonde's hair looked and wondering how much of a chance he had with her,
"Well, I'm back," Angel snarled, still frustrated over his new shirt. Angrily he almost storms right into Buffy looking up hopefully he looks at her for a second before scanned her entourage. Willow, Faith, Giles "Did you leave anyone behind?" he asked, kicking himself for being harsher than he had planned, completely stunned at Buffy leaped at him, wrapping her legs around his waist and smashing her lips into his Angel, while happily groping Burry's arse, couldn't help wonder if she had done something to her hair.
"Hey, hey, hey, there's people here," Gunn protests, slightly upset because he can see any chances he had with the blonde now identified as Buffy slipping down the drain.
Pulling away from Buffy somewhat dizzily, thought god knows why because it certainly wasn't from lack of oxygen, Angel frowned as he heard the catchy tune of the star-spangled-banner. All eyes in the room moved to search for the source of the melody. Lorne completely oblivious to his audience flounces down the stairs happily.
Angel scowls because he feels Lorne is stealing his flounce.
"And the rockets red gla-"Lorne stopped, looked around and grinned, toasting his martini glass to the group.
"Cool, a walking jukebox" Xander spoke for the first time.
Angel glowered and Willow was impressed that he'd got a handle on an extra two facial expressions since she'd last seen him.
"This is Lorne"
"VAMPIRE" the shrill yells came from the door, Angel spun around to see a group of scantily dressed teenagers looking back at him, point stakes at him and looking at him as if he were the last cookie on a plate.
"Very perceptive" he answered dryly, Buffy smirked.
Angel smiled at her seductively.
The teenagers almost passed out.
"He's on the good team" Buffy spoke, but from the looks on the girls faces, it wouldn't have mattered either way at they were all practically drooling at his feet.
Darkness has fallen, even in Los Angeles the city of angels.
A young woman dressed in casual jeans and a cotton top with thin straps for sleeves is walking all alone through an empty alley. The moon is shining high above, the night is warm and the woman is sweating despite her flimsy attire. A shrill scream escapes her throat as a man with a distorted face and elongated teeth leaps out at her. Backing her into a corner of the dark alley all the woman can do is scream louder as the moon is covered by a cloud and they are enveloped in darkness.
From the top of a building, not a block from one of the most prestigious clubs in town, Angel, the vampire with a soul hears the shrill sounds of a woman screaming. Turning his head towards the sounds he sighed deeply. Had anybody been near him at the time they may have heard him mutter 'and off to work I go', but since there was nobody else on the roof, the vampires Snow White reference would go unheard for all of time.
Writhing helplessly against the wall the girl manages to choke out,
"Please, you don't have to do this. I can get you money. You don't have— " but the vampire was obviously not in the mood for talkative food and moved his teeth into her neck, nipping lightly at the skin to get the taste,
"Somebody help! Aah! Aah!" was the yell that escaped the girls mouth as the vampire's fangs sunk into the creamy skin of her neck.
Meanwhile, Angel is running across the high-rise's rooftop. He arrives at the rooftop overlooking the alley, and seeing that the vampire's already feeding he looks for the quickest method of getting to the woman. Surveying the scene with his eyes, he sees a cable that had possibly been used for a satellite dish and grabs it. Leaping at the loose cable and using it to ease his swing to the floor Angel lands, his feet connecting with the ground sending a thin layer of dust soaring away. His long dark leather coat flies out behind him before falling delicately back to his calves.
Please that the other vampire had turned his blood-smeared face back to him Angel smirked. He saw the girl crumple to the ground behind the vampire and decided he better move fast. Grabbing a convenient pole that was a few steps in front of him, Angel swung around and smiled at the satisfied 'crack' as his feet connected with the other vampires jaw, sending him sprawling onto his back.
Standing over the floored vampire Angel grins sadistically,
"Doesn't sound like the ladies interested. Maybe you're coming off as too needy."
Flipping himself up off the ground with a growl the vampire managed to get in a good kick to Angel's ribs. Rolling his eyes theatrically Angel's left fist came into play and connected with the vampires jaw. Stumbling back slightly the other vampire made sure he landed a stiff uppercut to Angel in retaliation.
Looking up through terrified eyes the girl watches in awe.
Fists' coming faster the vampire is the first too tire, Angel have having lots of time to practice takes a moment to gloat silently at his out-of- breath attacker. Unfortunately, wile gloating Angel didn't notice the right hook until it had connected with his face and sent him stumbling back. More because of his hurt pride than the blow itself, Angel vamped out. Standing straight the other vampire looked confused but tries a nicely structured karate move, spinning in the air the vampires leg jutted out. Angel raised an eyebrow and instantly grabbed the guys ankle, making the vampire loose his momentum and fall to the floor.
Looking up from a disgraced heap the vampire almost pouts. Angel tries to not look too smug as he leans over and stakes the vampire. Distracted by the thought of once again having to send his shirt to the dry cleaners to get dusted-vampire out Angel almost jumps when the girl stirs beside him,
"What - - I just? - - what happened I don't understand?" the girl sways slightly on her feet, but looks up into her saviours hazel-brown eyes and realises the jelly feeling in her legs might not be from blood-loss afterall,
"Don't try" Angel answered firmly, running a frustrated hand over his shirt in a useless attempt to get it clean "Just" looking down to the girls neck and seeing the blood there Angel felt the saliva building in his mouth "stay out of dark alleyways and you'll be fine" he cringed and turned on his heal. Walking away dramatically he paused and turned to face her, "Don't suppose you happen to know a good dry cleaners?"
The girl looked up, stunned "Erm," she paused and shook her head "no sorry, can I ask who you are?"
"It doesn't matter" Angel growled and disappeared into the night.
The bus drives into L.A. the resisdent night-life not looking twice at a battered up old school-bus driving through the city in the dead of night.
"Do you know where to go," Giles asks Buffy, who looks down sheepishly and is about to speak when Willow pipes up to save her best friend the trouble,
"Erm... I do..." Willow leaned forwards and crouched down next to Giles. Hands firmly on the steering wheel the witch guided them through Los Angeles and to their destination.
The whole group enters the hotel, talking loudly.
Hearing the commotion Gunn steps out of the main office and glares in what he hopes to be a menacingly way,
"Hey people, this ain't no hotel..." rounding the corner he sees several of the potentials and his glare fades almost instantly, his thoughts of flirting vanishing almost as quickly when he sees the familiar red-headed witch and brunette slayer, "Oh, hey there!"
"Hey" Willow smiles enthusiastically,
"Is the boss in..." Faith asks, glancing around the deserted building. "He's kind of out..." replies Gunn, watching the rogue slayer carefully, though not completely sure what he is planning to do if she decides to do something he objects too.
"Out – out," Buffy asks quickly, making her first appearance in the hotel, and rather disappointed because she spent her whole journey getting her hair ready and Angel wasn't even there to appreciate her hard work.
"He's working," Gunn explained, thinking to himself how nice the blonde's hair looked and wondering how much of a chance he had with her,
"Well, I'm back," Angel snarled, still frustrated over his new shirt. Angrily he almost storms right into Buffy looking up hopefully he looks at her for a second before scanned her entourage. Willow, Faith, Giles "Did you leave anyone behind?" he asked, kicking himself for being harsher than he had planned, completely stunned at Buffy leaped at him, wrapping her legs around his waist and smashing her lips into his Angel, while happily groping Burry's arse, couldn't help wonder if she had done something to her hair.
"Hey, hey, hey, there's people here," Gunn protests, slightly upset because he can see any chances he had with the blonde now identified as Buffy slipping down the drain.
Pulling away from Buffy somewhat dizzily, thought god knows why because it certainly wasn't from lack of oxygen, Angel frowned as he heard the catchy tune of the star-spangled-banner. All eyes in the room moved to search for the source of the melody. Lorne completely oblivious to his audience flounces down the stairs happily.
Angel scowls because he feels Lorne is stealing his flounce.
"And the rockets red gla-"Lorne stopped, looked around and grinned, toasting his martini glass to the group.
"Cool, a walking jukebox" Xander spoke for the first time.
Angel glowered and Willow was impressed that he'd got a handle on an extra two facial expressions since she'd last seen him.
"This is Lorne"
"VAMPIRE" the shrill yells came from the door, Angel spun around to see a group of scantily dressed teenagers looking back at him, point stakes at him and looking at him as if he were the last cookie on a plate.
"Very perceptive" he answered dryly, Buffy smirked.
Angel smiled at her seductively.
The teenagers almost passed out.
"He's on the good team" Buffy spoke, but from the looks on the girls faces, it wouldn't have mattered either way at they were all practically drooling at his feet.