Disclaimer: None of the characters in this chapter are mine of course nor am I affiliated with Fox, the WB, and Paramount and other agencies mentioned here.

Note: I edited a bit in Chapter 2. Hope you like it!

Los Angeles, California

In a hospital, a patient is being rolled quickly into the surgery room, doctors and nurses swarming over him trying to keep him alive.

"Heart rate's falling!" a nurse yelled out.

"Were losing him! Body temperature falling!" another said.

"Hurry up, and get him on life support!" the doctor replied as he looked at the patient, he was a man in his thirties, 5'7, broad shoulders, well built. 'Poor guy,' the doctor thought as he examined the wound. The wound was large and strange. It was like some large creature with huge claws tried slashing him to death in his gut. The surgeons began working on him as soon as they placed the man in the room.

"Terrance, don't give up! Stay alive!" the doctor said as he continued working, trying to fix the wound. No good, he's lost too much blood and there must be internal bleeding but I won't give up.

The doctor yelled at the nurse, "Hook him up to life support hurry!" The nurse brought the machine in, placed the mask over Terrance's mouth, and hooked a small cylinder to the oxygen tank. Moments later, the machine started going crazy, Terrance's body started to shake violently, his eyes wide, almost like a silent scream, but there was no noise coming from him.

"Doctor!" The doctor turned back to Terrance, what's going on!?

"Body temperature rising! 50 degrees wait...now 190 degrees and rising...oh lord...his organs are cooking!" One of the surgeons screamed as he removed his hands from the wound followed by a sizzling liquid, he looked at the doctor shocked as smoke was rising from the wound, almost like a barbecue. Impossible! The doctor thought to himself and pondered what to do next, as Terrance's heart rate continued decreasing and then....dead. The doctor looked down in shame at the cooked body, what happened? He turned towards one of the nurses, "Time of death, May 24th 2004, 10:51pm"

"DOCTOR!" Another one of the nurses screamed, and pointed to the corpse. He turned around, and saw what, again, was impossible. The body was shaking again, and the wound seemed to have disappeared.

"Restrain him! Nurse, his pulse!?" The doctor yelled out, but the nurse shook her head. The line was still dead, and then another scream, the dead body's arm slashed out and smacked a surgeon into the wall, and then another, knocking them out and soon everyone ran out.

"Call security!" one of the nurses shouted, and then left quickly. The nurse that hooked up the cylinder slowly walked towards Terrance as his body stopped shaking violently, and soon his short hair changed color to a black reddish color and his eyes from brown to scarlet. She stood in front of the body, as he rose up, confusion in his eyes.

"Where...where am I?"

The nurse replied, "You are back on Earth My Liege, well, millions of years later from where you were from." He turned and looked at her.

"Earth? But I was killed, how?"

"The Deeper Well, its guardian was injured awhile ago, and its guards were killed even longer before, so it was easy to sneak in and rescue you," she pointed to a cylinder, "I took your essence, and placed you in this shell so you could come back. It's really great to meet you Gabriel."

Gabriel looked at his hands. I'm human, I've been turned into the creatures that I have adored but for what purpose? I have no purpose anymore. He turned and looked at the woman and sensed something familiar emitting from her.

"You are one of Illyria's acolytes."

The nurse smiled, "Yes, your highness."

"Why have you brought me back?"

"Because Illyria has returned to this plane," she replied, but then heard noise coming in from the hall, "but we must leave immediately. I'll fill you in but we must get you out of here."

Gabriel nodded, and stood upright. 'This will be interesting,' he thought. The nurse took him, and together they ran out of the room with guards closing in.

"HEY! FREEZE!"

"Don't listen to them keep running," the nurse told Gabriel as loud popping sounds were heard from the guards, and she fell. Gabriel picked her up, and ran quickly, punching through a wall and entering into the rain and leaped to safety. Gabriel laid the Illyrian to rest as blood flowed through her stomach. 'She's not much time to live,' he thought.

In her weakened state, the nurse began to explain. "Illyria, after her death she planned an escape to return to this world...I helped...others to bring it here...but it turns out that something...went wrong," she gasped, "her temple was destroyed, and powers were stripped....I'm not sure how, but she was unable to take back this world....she decided to live on this world as a human, and eventually lost more of her powers...thanks to Wolfram and Hart....and that's when it happened."

She fell but Gabriel held her tight, and placed her back on the wall, and she continued, "I kept a watchful eye on her, she was becoming more human and fell in love with her shell's lover and joined his cause....to fight the Wolf, Ram, and Hart...and now, she and her comrades stand on the brink of destruction from their wrath....you must help her...please..." she began to faint but then her eyes opened, "but also...when I was at the well, I felt a dangerous essence around...with the guardian dead...some Old Ones have begun...to awaken...they must be dealt with quickly..."

The nurse removed a small white stone, his moonstone, from her pocket and handed to Gabriel, "Take it...this is your power source, you'll need it...I fear an old enemy is returning to eliminate Illyria so please...help her," and with her last breath she died. Gabriel closed her eyes and held the stone tighter, Wolf, Ram, and Hart, they were weak in the old days, looks like they gained power while the Old Ones were gone.

Gabriel closed his eyes and focused on the moonstone in his hand, its energies immediately were released and covered him. Steel-like linen wrapped around his upper torso and formed a belt on his waist. It continued to his arms and legs; armor pieces materialized on his shoulders, elbows, hips, lower arms, knees, and boots formed on his feet.

'Excellent,' Gabriel thought as he examined his armour, 'now I'm ready but I must hurry.' Gabriel closed his eyes again, and listened to the raindrops falling. They sang to him as they struck the Earth, much like the green sing to Illyria. "A great battle is being taken place," they spoke, "the Wolf, Ram, and Hart has sent a massive army to annihilate Illyria, the legendary vampires Spike and Angel, and a badly wounded human, you must hurry My Lord." Gabriel slowly rose, placed the acolyte's body in a nearby shed, and ran off into battle.

Lorne takes another sip of his Seabreeze and then sets it on the counter near the stand. "So you see, new players are coming into the fold, Angel well knew what he was doing...I guess he didn't realize the damage in the long run. Anyways, now we come to England."